Slowly putting down the tea cup, he added: "I remember that the queen sent someone some rice cakes from the south of the Yangtze River as tribute."
"Yeah." Xu Hui nodded heavily.
"Eat it."
"Ah?" Xiao Wu said in surprise: "The teacher has always been reluctant to part with it, saying that he wanted to stay and eat it for Xiao Qingqing's birthday."
"If you don't eat it, it will get moldy." Zhang Yang walked out of the study and came to the back of the main hall. This is where his wife usually hides her food, as well as some dried meat and raisins.
Zhang Yang ate the dried meat in his mouth and found a small box. When he opened the small box, it turned out to be three pieces of white rice cakes. The rice cakes were very hard and must have been made of glutinous rice.
Zhang Yang put an iron plate on the stove, took out some pieces of mutton oil and fried them first.
When there is a layer of oil and water on the iron plate, add the washed rice cakes.
When both sides are browned, Zhang Yang sprinkles some chopped green onion, picks up the taiko and takes a bite. Some of the brushed rice cake goes into his mouth and he chews it. The charcoal fruit is indeed a source of happiness for human beings.
The true meaning of life is so clear at this moment.
Looking at the two girls Xiao Wu and Xu Hui in front of him, Zhang Yang said: "Don't you want to eat?"
They kept shaking their heads. This was something the teacher had been keeping and was reluctant to eat. It was eaten by the master, and they didn't want to touch the kuaizi.
Zhang Yang said calmly: "The night is getting dark, you should rest."
After a brief salute, Xu Hui and Xiao Wu left quickly.
After eating three pieces of rice cake, I felt full. Xiao Wu was also fourteen years old, and Xu Hui was one year older than Xiao Wu. After years of instruction from their daughter-in-law, they had moved from the most basic geometric calculations to more advanced ones.
away from complex functions.
It is not easy for a fifteen-year-old to master these operations. Even in future generations, he will be a top student in mathematics.
After all, in this era of limited entertainment and life, learning is their greatest pleasure.
However, these two girls are very partial to subjects, especially liberal arts. Fortunately, Xu Hui has a foundation in liberal arts since she was a child.
Xiao Wu's situation is more serious. Writing articles has always been her shortcoming.
Comprehensive development of arts and sciences is a big problem, and there are only a few people who can develop it in an all-round way, so it is up to them.
After eating, he helped his wife organize the outline of the science book.
Sleepiness came over him, and Zhang Yang didn't know how he fell asleep. He was woken up by Li Zhi's shouting in the morning.
Only then did he realize that he had been lying on the table all night.
Sitting in front of the house, washing up, Li Zhi was talking about the impeachment in the ear, "Brother-in-law, those old Confucian scholars are admonishing my father to destroy the pendulum clock, saying that it is a thing that records time, and it violates etiquette and law.
, if pendulum clocks were rampant in the world, they would only make people more tired."
Zhang Yang poured the mouthwash to the potted plant aside. Once people have a very precise concept of time, they can plan their day's itinerary and what they need to do in the day.
If you schedule these time to the fullest, it will go against human nature based on the Confucian concept of valuing people.
"Don't they want to make some contribution to the country and people's livelihood? If they are wise, they can't impeach people all day long, right?"
Zhang Yang was filled with indignation.
Li Yue was also filled with indignation. After hearing what Xu Hui and Xiao Wu said, she realized that the rice cakes she had kept had been eaten by her husband.
Those old Confucian scholars are those who value humanistic concepts the most, are also the ones who have the most sense of governing people and the most personal cultivation.
They often place etiquette at the highest level, and etiquette, benevolence, and righteousness are their lifelong goals.
When time is presented to the world in more detail, it goes against their claims.
Li Zhi added: "They also say that when a person is bound by time, the person is no longer a person, but becomes a tool for those who benefit from it."
Zhang Yang looked at his teeth in the bronze mirror, and when he looked at it, he saw a resentful look. He looked in the mirror and saw that the owner of the look was his wife.
It rained all day and all night yesterday, and the air in Lishan Mountain was very good in the morning.
Seeing his wife walking quickly, Zhang Yang pretended to smile stupidly.
"Why do you, husband, still eat secretly like a child?"
"I didn't eat it secretly."
Li Yue reached out and twisted the soft flesh around her husband's waist, "Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui have already confessed, but you still don't admit it?"
Enduring the pain, Zhang Yang whispered: "I ate it with integrity."
She swung her fist and hit the extremely strong shoulder. In the past two years, she had been doing hard work in building a new home, and her muscles were as strong as stone.
It's just that my husband's frame is not broad, and his clothes make him look thin.
Asking her aunt to take care of her younger brothers and sisters, Li Yue also tied her hair into a ponytail, and the couple began jogging around the mountainside trail.
"Finally, my brothers and sisters are at home. You can take care of them more."
Li Yue's eyes were firm, "I want to take good care of my body."
My daughter-in-law, who has been frail since childhood, now values her health the most. For her, living to adulthood is like living again. This time she wants to live better.
Running all the way to the second stone step, Li Yue wiped the sweat running down his neck, sat down holding on to the stone step and relaxed his knees and ankles.
Zhang Yang took out the bamboo water cup and handed it to her.
After taking a sip of water, Li Yue looked at the scenery in the distance and said: "There are still many things to do in Lishan. My father quarreled with my husband first, and then had a long and quiet conversation last night. I wanted my husband to surrender and subjugate.
It seems that my father cares about my husband and is apologetically willing to visit again."
"Actually, I hope that my husband can be more loyal to my father."
Zhang Yang also sat down beside him, "The vicious Tian Khan, he will never be kind without any reason."
After a pause, Zhang Yang said again: "There are also those old Confucian scholars who impeached me. They are sages in front of them and bastards in the back. They are all villains, and they are just like their mothers! It's too much to bully others!"
Noticing her surprised look, he asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
Li Yue held her chin with one hand and leaned against her husband's shoulder, "When did you provoke Confucian scholars again? There are more and more enemies in Lishan."
There was some blame in his words, and Zhang Yang smiled, "The more they oppose something, the more afraid they are. Anyway, your father is doing the bad things of killing people and exterminating clans."
She suddenly laughed again, a little proudly.
It feels very comfortable when the morning wind blows by.
"Let's use colored glass to decorate the doors and windows."
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Seeing that she still resisted and looked determined, Zhang Yang said: "Then I won't help you compile a science book."
"That won't work either!" Li Yue said again.
"Oh, woman."
"..."
Zhang Yang took out a piece of colored glass from his arms. This piece of colored glass was a triangular prism, "Look."
"Eh? What a beautiful glass." Li Yue took it with one hand and looked at it.
This piece of colored glass is only the size of an ordinary jade pendant, but its light transmittance is much better than before. However, it is fragile and there are many white spots in it. We will just find a way to remove the impurities later.
Zhang Yang held his wife's hand and held it up to the morning light.
Li Yue frowned and didn't know what to do. She looked sideways and saw that her cheek was very close to hers. She felt the hot breath from her husband's breath. She was already sweating and felt even hotter now.
After several adjustments, a seven-color light and shadow finally appeared on the ground.
"Does it look good?"
Listening to her husband's words, Li Yue stretched out her hand and this colorful light and shadow was on her hand, "You can't catch this light and you can't hold it."
I thought she would be very happy and delighted, and probably would find it very romantic.
Zhang Yang put down the prism in his hand in disappointment, "Sure enough, it's still too old-fashioned."
After accepting this prism, Li Yue felt that the rice cake was eaten and she no longer felt bad.
Zhang Yang whispered: "How about we sell it and make a fortune from your father?"
"No, my husband said, we can't be so materialistic."
"Material..." Zhang Yang felt a little numb when he heard this, "This is not material. We will have a lot of these things in the future. We should sell them sooner and make more money."
"That won't work either." She put the prism in her arms, "The money at home is enough."
Originally I wanted to give it to my daughter-in-law, who lives a very ordinary life and is not very interested in luxurious things. Instead, she prefers practical furniture.
"Sure enough, he is used to being poor."
I felt a little disappointed for no reason.
After resting for a while, the couple returned to the mountain.
Seeing his wife holding his arms, Zhang Yang said: "My body is covered with sweat."
"It's okay." Li Yue had a gentle smile on her face.
The aunt felt much relieved when she saw the couple back.
It was time for class, and Li Yue gave lectures to his younger brothers and sisters.
The children played for a long time last night and changed a lot of clothes. At this moment, there are a lot of clothes hanging to dry on the Huaqing Pool.
Thinking of what Li Zhi said, those old Confucian scholars always talked about big but empty ideals.
However, these big and empty ideas often hinder development. If you want to develop, you must be down-to-earth and have detailed work arrangements.
Productivity is the basis for prosperity. If we just blindly use the ideas of those old Confucian scholars to do things, it will only make the poor even poorer.
Zhang Yang stood by the Huaqing Pool with his hands folded and a melancholy look on his face, "It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others! Your words are of no use except adding trouble."
Those who hinder Lishan's development are all enemies. The more guilty they feel, the more afraid they will be, and that's why they will oppose it.
Self-inflicted internal friction is not a good thing. Lishan's development is steadily improving and does not allow others to interfere.
It’s time to fertilize the land next to the hot spring pool. This season is a good time to fertilize the land. After filling it with soil, weeds grow, which means it’s ready for growing vegetables.
From the west of the Hexi Corridor, here is the Western Region.
Pei Xingjian wrapped his entire face in cloth. After living in Guanzhong for a long time, he faced an environment like the Western Regions for the first time. This was his first time here. His whole body looked like dried meat strips. His mouth was dry and cracked, and his skin was full of cracks.
Riding listlessly on the camel, it was the first time for everyone to come to the Western Regions. Di Zhisun specially arranged a Gaochang man to be a guide in the Hexi Corridor.
This person is not fluent in Guanzhong dialect, and when he speaks, he uses Guanzhong dialect mixed with nonsense, which sounds very confusing.
Pei Xingjian took out the compass. This was a compass given by the Diplomatic Academy. It is usually given to envoys who are out of town.
Looking at the compass on the compass, Pei Xingjian compared it with the map. Listening to the words of the Hu guide, he found that the direction he pointed was correct.
"Brother Xue, through this Populus euphratica forest is the Anxi Protectorate."
Perus, the prince of Persia, was also riding on a camel, "This is the road he took when he came to the Tang Dynasty."
The Western Region Protectorate was built in the southeast of the Fourth Town of Anxi, which is not far from Gaochang.
After walking for a while, a village appeared in the distance. There was a small stream in the Populus euphratica forest. The stream was not large and spacious. There were three or two women from the Western Regions ladling water into clay pots.
They saw the Tang army hurriedly returned to the village.
The team stopped in the village, and a man with a scar on his face came out. This man was wearing the armor of the Tang Army, but he looked like a man from the Western Regions.
The guide spoke enthusiastically to him, and the man bowed and saluted expressionlessly, "Gaochang Army garrison, the first team leader has seen the Protector."
The other party's Guanzhong dialect was very good, which surprised Pei Xingjian. He got off the camel and asked, "Are there many Gaochang soldiers and horses in the Western Regions?"
No. 1 replied: "There is indeed a team in the Western Region, but the number is not large. Please escort them into the house."
The construction of this Duhu Mansion is very simple. It is a medium-sized house, the entire village falls within the scope of the Duhu Mansion, and there are 300 soldiers and horses from the Western Regions.
No. 1 talked about the situation here. Although the soldiers did not have much food, they had a full warehouse. The situation in the entire Protectorate was so simple.
Pei Xingjian whispered: "Brother Xue, Brother Wang, do all the people from the Western Regions have such weird names?"
On the way to the Western Regions, Wang Xuance and Xue Rengui got along very well.
Neither of them answered, but looked around. Everyone will stay here for a while.
Everyone walked into the Governor's Mansion, and No. 1 said again: "I also ask the Prince of Persia to accompany me to the Western Turks, and then change the route to Persia."
Without rushing to hand over the Prince of Persia to him, Pei Xingjian asked: "What's the matter with your name?"
"It was Zhang Shangshu who gave me the name. I am a slave without a name, and I work for Zhang Shangshu." As he spoke, he took out another letter, "Zhang Shangshu wrote everything in the letter."
Pei Xingjian opened the letter hesitantly. The letter was very long and was indeed Lishan's unique paper. This kind of paper was different from rice paper.
Lishan paper is very thick and rough.
Pei Xingjian confirmed the footnote of the letter sealed by the Minister of Rites. The letter was a secret letter and ordinary people could not understand its contents. Xu Jingzong had also said something about the secret letter at the beginning.
It took him half an hour to take out a translation volume and read it.
"The lower official understands and asks the Prince of Persia to accompany him to Persia. At this time, Persia is in critical danger and cannot delay."
Belus, who was originally a little helpless, suddenly became energetic, got on the camel with his servants, and left in a hurry with No. 1.
Wang Xuance asked: "Pei Duhu, are all the arrangements for the Western Regions in the letter?"
Pei Xingjian looked solemn, "Not only the Western Regions, Zhang Shangshu also has further arrangements, which is a big thing."
At this moment, the situation in Liaodong and Goguryeo is equally severe.
Zhang Daan stood by the river and watched Li Yifu ask the boatman to row his boat. After crossing this river, it was the boundary of Goguryeo.
There is not a single soldier on this riverside.
When the others came ashore, Da'an held up his hands and said, "According to Brother Yifu's arrangement, I have evacuated all the soldiers here."
Li Yifu walked ashore and breathed a sigh of relief, "The King of Goguryeo is about to pass away. There is already a candidate for the next King of Goguryeo, but we are afraid that the Yeungai family will take advantage of this to cause chaos."
Da'an handed him a letter, "This is the news sent by Xiaguan's brother from Chang'an. During the years that you and I have been in Liaodong, many major events have happened in Guanzhong."
Li Yifu looked at the letter and breathed heavily, "Is what is written in this letter true?"
Knowing that he had problems with the children of the aristocratic family, and that he had been bullied a lot because of his life experience, Da'an smiled and said: "Brother, how can it be false if it is written by one's own hand?"