Fang Xuanling walked out of Ganlu Hall with a heavy heart and told the clerk waiting in front of the hall: "We will arrange for someone to go to Lishan in two days."
"But Mr. Zhang didn't see me waiting at all."
The officials of Zhongshu Province were very helpless towards Zhang Yang, the Minister of Zhongshu. They all worked step by step, but he was the only one who did not come to inquire about the affairs of the DPRK this year.
Fang Xuanling returned to Zhongshu Province with concerns in her heart.
Changsun Wuji had just read the memorial on the farming situation in various places this year, and was going to sort it out and present it to His Majesty, "Is Zhang Yang still unwilling to come to Chang'an?"
Fang Xuanling nodded helplessly, "Yes, just go to Lishan Chaozhong and don't care about it."
At first, Zhang Yang came to the meeting.
Zhang Yang returned to Lishan. In early March, Lishan produced more than 20,000 volumes of books. There were also rumors that Lishan had papermaking technology.
And these books have been handed over to the masters arranged by Cen Wenwen to go to teach.
Fang Xuanling is a direct minister, so he won't have so many worries.
What Changsun Wuji wanted, he was not willing to think about unspeakable things.
There must have been an agreement between Zhang Yang and His Majesty.
And there are other arrangements for him to go to Lishan.
Changsun Wuji put down the pen in his hand, put his hands on his knees and said solemnly: "Mobei Coal and Stone has sent another six thousand stones. I just want to go to Lishan. He will definitely come to meet me. By then I will be with you.
Talk to him."
Fang Xuanling looked tired, "Then it will be arranged by Zhao Guogong."
The matter was in the hands of Changsun Wuji. After the morning meeting the next morning, he arranged for a team to pull cartloads of coal to the entrance of Lishan Village.
When they learned that Mo Fei's coal mine had arrived, Zhang Yang and Li Tai came to the village entrance to greet him in person.
Before anyone came closer, Li Tai whispered: "Brother-in-law, the coal and stone delivered last time have not been used up. Our blacksmith workshop can only use up to a hundred kilograms a day for calcining. What we are short of now is iron, not coal."
stone."
Zhang Yang waved the cattail leaf fan in his hand, "His Royal Highness the King of Wei does not know. The iron material is there and it will not escape. But the coal mine is different. This is a long-term consumable. There is not too much of this kind of thing. I dare to conclude that when we produce it in Lishan
If the level reaches a higher level, more coal mines will be needed in the future."
"Let me listen to my brother-in-law for now. Anyway, it's not my king's money that's being used."
Of course, Li Tai's money cannot be used to acquire coal mines. The brothers must settle accounts clearly, and the accounts between Lishan and the King of Wei must also be clear.
Shangguan Yi is holding an abacus in his hand. This is a new skill he learned in Lishan. Different from the bulky abacus beads, this abacus is more flexible and lightweight, and can count more digits.
"What the County Marquis said was that coal and stone were compared to food, and coal and stone are more convenient to store. The more the better."
Li Tai scratched his head and looked ahead. There were too many things that required his brain to be used recently, and he couldn't think of anything at all. After he finished the things in front of him, he had to go back to prepare for the soap workshop and prepare enough inventory before summer.
The transaction took place under the same hay shed as before. When others came closer, Zhang Yang saluted politely and said, "I'm really ashamed to trouble Duke Zhao to bring coal and rocks again."
Li Tai also saluted and said, "Uncle, please sit down."
Changsun Wuji walked into the hut, and Shangguanyi led a group of villagers to take over the coal mines.
"I heard that you, Lishan, have your own papermaking technology?"
As soon as he sat down, Duke Zhao was the first to ask a question. When Li Tai was about to speak, Zhang Yang interrupted him with a wave of his hand and replied: "Where is the art of papermaking in Lishan? Duke Zhao misunderstood."
Changsun Wuji said suspiciously: "I saw that Lishan sent out many volumes. Some people in Zhongshu Province have circulated them and said that the paper is very tough."
Li Tai wanted to say something more, but Zhang Yang kicked his heel again and replied with a smile: "Mr. Zhao Guo misunderstood that Lishan did not have papermaking skills."
"Really?" Changsun Wuji's eyes swayed between the two of them, adjusting his clothes, "According to the rules, the prices of these things remain the same."
"According to the rules, after Shangguan Yi has packed it up and sent it to the village, the money will be sent to the court early tomorrow morning."
"Well, that's very good."
There must be a reason why the brother-in-law didn't allow himself to talk too much. He poured tea diligently and said, "Uncle, wait until my new tea this year arrives and send some to your house."
Changsun Wuji stroked his beard and nodded, his hand paused at the end of his short beard, and he seemed to have thought of something, "The court was tense, Chu Suiliang was inexperienced, and he was incapable of doing anything in the field."
"After we deliver it, the DPRK and the Central Government will receive another three thousand guan. I think it will be able to solve the immediate needs of the DPRK and the Central Government. If there are more goods coming from Mobei, we will collect them all in Lishan."
Now is the time when Lishan has the most abundant capital. Zhang Yang really hopes to exchange those silver cakes for resources, and Lishan is also willing to pay for it.
Changsun Wuji took a sip of tea and said, "I know that Zhongshu Province has asked you to return to the court several times, but you have refused several times. Why?"
"The development of Lishan is at the most critical time, and Xiaguan cannot leave for a while."
"Those 20,000 books came from Lishan, and you said you don't have papermaking skills."
Zhang Yang looked solemn and did not answer.
Changsun Wuji understood in his heart that no matter how he asked him, he would not answer this question and would only deny it continuously.
As for returning to the court, he would probably not agree.
He waved his entourage outside the hut to come in, "Bring the things I brought."
"Here."
The follower hurried over, and he brought a package and opened it on the table. Inside was a roll of imperial account books.
"Since you have nothing else to do, just review these account books here and make some arrangements for the central government."
Seeing Zhang Yang's reluctant expression, Changsun Wuji sighed: "When you have reviewed all these account books, I will leave with you."
There was still some cool spring breeze blowing through, and he looked a little hesitant.
Changsun Wuji nodded and said: "The imperial court is aggressive towards you, but I am not an unkind person."
"..."
"You can arrange things in Lishan. I will naturally make arrangements for you if I can make it convenient for you."
An old fox is an old fox after all. He can think what others think and can find the crux of the problem at a glance.
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Seeing Zhang Yang caressing his chest, Changsun Wuji frowned and said, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhang Yang coughed and took a deep breath, "It's nothing. I am seriously ill. Occasionally my old illness relapses. I can't talk too much to others. If I talk too much, I will easily have chest tightness and shortness of breath. In severe cases, I will die from shortness of breath."
"
Li Tai stood outside the hut, listening to his brother-in-law's perfunctory words. He raised his head and looked at the sky. God wouldn't kill his brother-in-law.
Changsun Wuji stretched out his hand and said, "Please, I will leave after finishing the tea."
Taking the brush from the other party's entourage, Zhang Yang opened the account book and looked at it carefully. He wrote on the brush in his hand and reviewed one volume after another.
The Jinwu Guards set up additional Xiaoqi camps? Zhang Yang directly wrote a "No".
As a minister of the Ministry of Finance, Du Zhilang had contact with the documents of the three provinces and six ministries of the DPRK and the Central Government, and he had a good understanding of the expenses of the DPRK and Central Government.
Since Li Yuan ascended the throne, he has used Chang'an as the center of power to suppress rebellions in various parts of the Central Plains. A lot of effort has been spent on dealing with Yu Wenji, Wang Shichong, Dou Jiande and others.
It was not until Li Shimin ascended the throne that he discovered that the court actually had little money, let alone repairs to the palace. Even Li Yuan himself could only devote himself to Da'an Palace, and later moved to Wude Palace.
As for the drought at the beginning of Zhenguan, the national power of the Tang Dynasty was once again worsened.
Then there was the battle between Tang Dynasty and Jieli Khan, and Li Shimin's originally not rich treasury was once again empty.
At this point, the salaries of the founding heroes have been saved wherever possible.
Fortunately, everyone is loyal to the country. The aspirations of the ancients were simple, and they set an example and paid attention to character and sentiment.
There are not many material needs.
When I took over the Ministry of Secretariat last year, I discovered that the salary in the imperial court was a complete mess. Not to mention that Cheng Yaojin’s salary had not been paid since the second year of Zhenguan. Most of the military salary was paid with grain.
Fortunately, after four years of Zhenguan, the Central Plains began to have successive bumper harvests, the climate improved, and it was able to cope with it for a while.
It was very quiet in the thatched shed. Changsun Wuji sat upright and said nothing, watching Zhang Yang write and review the account books one by one.
Half an hour later, Shangguan Yi checked the weight of the coal mine and had it transported into the village.
Zhang Yang also approved all the account books, "Please also ask Duke Zhao to take them to the Zhongzhongshu Provincial Department for approval."
The follower on the side received a look and quickly put away the volume with his hands and feet.
Changsun Wuji stood up and said, "Why did you send Pei Xingjian to the Western Regions?"
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Sending Pei Xingjian to the Western Regions is the decision of the Ministry of Rites, and Pei Xingjian is an official of our Ministry of Rites."
The affairs of the Ministry of Rites belong to the people of the Ministry of Rites.
Changsun Wuji's eyebrows twitched. Pei Xingjian was a person worth cultivating. He was only fifteen years old and was sent to the Western Regions at the age when he needed to be properly cultivated.
It was too late to win over him, so I couldn't help but wonder if Zhang Yang Gusui was working against me?
Seeing that the goods on the carriages had been unloaded, Changsun Wuji said again: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Duke Zhao."
Before leaving, I took another look at Zhang Yang's face, and he didn't look like he was seriously ill.
With doubts and dissatisfaction in my heart, this conversation with Zhang Yang was not pleasant.
In the Shangshu Province, officials were busy coming in and out. Changsun Wuji took a glance at his bag and sat down, "Is Mr. Zheng busy with the business in Luoyang again?"
Fang Xuanling nodded and said, "Mr. Zheng will not give up until these things come to an end."
"Alas..." Changsun Wuji sighed, "Mr. Zheng is really such a person."
Opening the baggage in his hand, Changsun Wuji took out a volume of account books, "Although Zhang Yang cannot come to the court, he can still deal with matters of the Ministry of Secretariat. I brought the volumes of various ministries and he approved them all.
"
Fang Xuanling was surprised at first, then picked up a volume and looked at it carefully, "It is only when Zhao Guogong comes forward that we can relax a little."
After the Ministry of Public Security reviewed all the files that needed money, Zhang Yang sent back most of the memorials that needed money.
Li Shimin looked at the memorial sent by the Ministry of Education. This was the cost of repairing Lingyan Pavilion and the autumn safari this year. He even responded to my request.
The emperor's hands trembled as he looked at the memorial. He was obviously very angry, so the prince handed him a bowl of tea just in time.
Li Shimin picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp, feeling the hot tea flowing through his organs, and coldly snorted: "Without this Zhang Yang, won't my court be able to function?"
The prince bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the medical officer of the Imperial Medical Office said that your Majesty's body can no longer get angry."
Li Shimin placed the bowl heavily on the table.
In the tenth year of Zhenguan, it’s May.
Ever since Changsun Wuji came to Lishan, from time to time memorials from the imperial court would be sent to Lishan for Zhang Yang to approve and then send back to Chang'an.
This harmonious life lasted for two months.
Zhang Yang has also been busy for two months for the next phase of construction of his new home.
It was May, the weather in Guanzhong was warm, and Li Yue was teaching his daughter the manners and rules of speech by the Huaqing Pool.
Xiao Qingqing dislikes these rules, but her mother is very strict.
We have to build a greenhouse in the hot spring pool of Lishan Mountain before winter, and the foundation has just been laid.
There is a waterway between the hot spring pool and the new home.
This is the water from the hot spring pool, flowing to the waterway of Huaqing Pool.
Zhang Yang planned to build a wooden bridge here. While listening to Aunt Wang telling what happened in Chang'an City, the skeleton of the small wooden bridge in front of him had been built.
I tried it and it seemed solid.
The waterway is not wide and you can go around it, but I always find it troublesome to go around such a long way at home.
Seeing the wooden bridge that Zhang Yang carefully built, Aunt Wang knew that the county prince had no intention of paying attention to the affairs of Chang'an City.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the production of Lishan and the construction of his new home.
I often go to the factory in the village to check on the production situation in the morning. After I come back for lunch at noon, I take a short lunch break and then I am busy building the hot spring palace. Except for a little free time in the evening when it is getting dark, I am so busy most of the time.
General Li Ji also returned to Chang'an City. The war between the Uighurs and Xue Yantuo ended after Li Ji led his troops and horses to sweep away several Uighur tribes.
In order to arrange the future relationship between the Uighurs and the Tang Dynasty, they sent envoys to Chang'an City.
Zhang Xiangxiang and Xu Jingzong from the Ministry of Rites took over the matter.
News will come soon.
The mutual trade in the Hexi Corridor is developing smoothly and has reached a certain scale. Di Zhisun was born in Taiyuan, Bingzhou, and his father was ranked among the top three provinces at that time.
But he is such a person, he should come from a very traditional family of famous ministers, and he is very good at running the mutual market.
The county magistrates of the four counties in Hexi sent memorials and praised him repeatedly.
The 5,000 guan of customs duties sent from the Hexi Corridor this year also proves his ability.
At night, Zhang Yang sat in his study and wrote, brewing wine from old grain that had been accumulated in the official warehouse for many years and almost moldy, selling it outside the customs, and setting higher tariffs.
However, at noon the next day, this memorial was mercilessly beaten back by His Majesty.
The husband had no intention of taking a nap, so he was sawing wood and cursing, which made him shake his head. As a wife, she had to prepare another bowl of bitter tea to dispel the fire, so that the husband would not get angry again.
"Focus on farming and production, use this excuse to come to the lake to get me!"
It is said that the sound of wood makes people's teeth sore, and the family feels worried when they see it.