The emperor sat down again. He looked at where Wen Yanbo was sitting just now and said in a deep voice: "Bring me all the memorials related to Liaodong."
"Here."
Let’s talk about what Wen Yanbo said to His Majesty this time. There are two opinions on whether His Majesty will accept it. Even if it is a discussion between the DPRK and China, Yang Guang can learn from Yang Guang’s mistakes by launching an eastern expedition against Goguryeo.
Add to this the public discussion that this matter will be difficult to handle.
If you don’t go to see Goguryeo, it’s okay to be out of sight and out of mind.
But Goguryeo is there, and it will not disappear. It will always be seen and mentioned.
Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji helped the old man to the door of Shangshu Province.
Your Majesty gave this old gentleman the position of Minister of Public Affairs, which is no different from that of prime minister.
But this is just a false title without real power, and the Shangshu Province is just an empty shelf. However, the fact that Tian Khan worshiped Wen Yanbo as his servant is enough to show that he attaches great importance to and respects him.
If Wen Yanbo hadn't persuaded Luo Yi to surrender, it wouldn't have been easy to recover the land in Liaodong.
The door of Shangshu Province was closed and locked.
During the days when Zhang Yang was away from the imperial court, this place has always been like this.
Fang Xuanling asked the guard to unlock the door, pushed open the old door, and helped the old man into it. When he came into contact with him, he could feel that the old man was skinny and his body was very light.
Changsun Wuji frowned, feeling filled with emotion.
When he argued with Wei Zheng in the court, it was also a time of high spirits.
Wen Yanbo looked at the Shangshu Province and said slowly: "Is anyone cleaning here all the time?"
Fang Xuanling replied: "There is another person in Shangshu Province. He is the current Hou Zhangyang of Lishan County. However, this person has a weird temperament. He rarely comes to the court since the beginning of the year. It is said that he is seriously ill at a young age."
Hearing this name, Wen Yanbo nodded, "Although I have been in Shuofang for several years, I have often heard about him."
Changsun Wuji nodded, "This son helped the imperial court regain the Hexi Corridor. He was highly regarded by your majesty. He is one of the six ministers. Among the young people in Chang'an City, he is considered to be the most talented person."
Wen Yanbo smiled and said, "There is a lot of talk about this young man in the market. Even I have heard about it. Before I came to Chang'an City, I met Wang Gui. He talked about this boy and said that he has a pure heart?"
There are many comments about Zhang Yang, some good and some bad.
The two of them didn't know how to answer this, so they heard Wen Yanbo say again: "This Shangshu Province has been well organized, eh! I'm getting older. When I first walked into Chang'an City, I felt that nothing had changed, but now I see that everything has changed.
He has become old and decrepit and no longer recognizes him."
As the old man said this, he walked out again, and Sun Wuji, a senior official of the Shangshu, and Fang Xuanling walked all the way to the gate of Chengtian.
Looking at the old man's stooped back and staggering walk, he didn't know how much longer he could live. After all, he talked about Goguryeo during this visit to Chang'an.
Yang Guang's three expeditions to Goguryeo failed, and the country's power and people's power almost collapsed.
The Eastern Expedition to Goguryeo has almost become a taboo, and people in the court have almost forgotten it.
The old gentleman talked about this matter again, and it was mentioned again. Fang Xuanling sighed: "There will be another storm in the court."
Changsun Wuji was more concerned about His Majesty's appointment. In his view, Your Majesty appointed this old gentleman to the Shangshu Province as Pushe. Although the Shangshu Province was just an empty shelf, apart from this old gentleman, there was only Zhang Yang.
It is an official residence for two people, an old man and a young man. Zhang Yang has lived in Lishan for a long time and has long stopped caring about government affairs. Even the affairs of the Ministry of Rites are handled by Zhang Xiangxiang and Xu Jingzong.
His Majesty's intention is also very obvious, and he also hopes that someone can take care of Zhang Yang.
And this old gentleman is just right.
Wen Yanbo found a place to live in Chang'an City, and a servant came with a volume of letters, "Old sir, a letter from Lishan has arrived."
Wen Yanbo smiled understandingly, "The young man from Lishan didn't come in person, but sent someone to deliver a letter."
The old hand took the letter, brushed the rough paper, opened the letter and looked at the contents.
After a long while, he whispered: "Go and tell the messenger that I will go to Lishan to meet you early tomorrow morning."
"The old gentleman has traveled a long distance after a long journey, so why not go and see him again after a few days' rest."
"No." Wen Yanbo shook his head and said: "I want to ask him personally what Wang Gui said. I don't know how long I can live. Go and see him. I'll worry about it sooner."
Lishan, it was already dark by the time Aunt Wang came back with the message.
Zhang Yang sat in Huaqing Pool and listened to his aunt's story. His Majesty made him Shangshu Shengpushe, and he was regarded as his own superior.
The old man is very old, in his sixties.
"Please, aunt, I will make arrangements tomorrow."
In the house, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui patiently taught Xiao Qingqing how to hold a pen and write. Li Yue sat by the oil lamp and looked at the book in his hand. Li Tai's people sent the remaining fragments of Zhang Heng's "Suan Wang Lun".
The war caused many classics to be scattered throughout Guanzhong.
Zhang Heng's algorithm for calculating astrological changes is very interesting, and Li Yue has been studying this matter since he had some free time recently.
It was late at night, Xiao Wu and Xu Hui took Xiao Qingqing to bed.
Walking to his wife's desk, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Can you understand?"
Li Yue put down her pen and relaxed her wrist, "It's difficult to understand, but there are many inferences based on the armillary sphere. If there is an armillary sphere, perhaps the calculations can be easier."
The armillary sphere is like a calculation tool that can be used to calculate the star calendar.
"I'll make an armillary sphere when I have time."
"What?"
Li Yue was very surprised.
Zhang Yang laughed it off and blew out the oil lamp, "It's late at night and it's time to rest."
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As soon as the sky got bright, Zhang Yang came to Li Tai's courtyard and woke up the fat man who was still sleeping.
"Ah! That's too much to bully, I will fight with you!"
Li Tai, whose dream was disturbed, became angry and roared loudly.
Zhang Yang stood in front of the door, "I have something to ask His Highness, King Wei, for help. Go to Chang'an City to pick up someone."
Li Tai, who was about to run away, was disheveled. The cold wind blowing in from outside the door calmed him down for the most part. He gritted his teeth and said one word, "Who?"
"Wen Yanbo, Duke of the State of Yu."
"Who?" Li Tai's tone was a little higher.
"Well, that's him."
While putting on his clothes, Li Tai asked doubtfully: "Isn't this old man in Shuofang? He has returned to Chang'an when he is old?"
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Said that he was back to report on his work. Mr. Wang Gui sent a letter. For the sake of the Liaodong plan, I had to see him and asked His Highness the King of Wei to send someone to Chang'an City.
We will bring him here, he is very old, and we will hold a banquet for him on the official road at the entrance of the village."
Li Tai lifted his legs and put on his boots, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I didn't know until last night that I received a message from the old gentleman."
Li Tai put on his coat again and walked out, "I heard that this old gentleman has a bad temper. He and Mr. Zheng often quarreled in the main hall."
"Yeah, I heard something."
Before it was completely bright, Zhang Yang and Li Tai came to the official road not far from the entrance of the village. They set up several tables here. Knowing that the old gentleman was not able to use his legs well, they prepared a wheelchair as a gift.
"Perhaps the old gentleman is not willing to give gifts of gold and silver, and I don't know how he can avoid food. This wheelchair is very good."
Li Tai agreed very much with his brother-in-law's clever behavior. In terms of giving gifts and treating others, his brother-in-law has always been so diplomatic and slippery.
This is a high slope, from here you can see the business travelers coming and going on the official road, and the noise of the official road does not affect this place.
Li Tai waved to the carriage, indicating it was coming here.
The carriage changed direction, turned out of the official road, and came to this high slope.
In order to invite the old gentleman to come, someone went to Chang'an City and invited the old gentleman to his residence.
Thinking of Wang Gui's instructions in the letter, Zhang Yang went to the carriage and saluted, "The Marquis of Lishan County has met the old gentleman."
Li Tai also saluted, "I've met the old gentleman."
Wen Yanbo was helped out of the carriage. His cloudy old eyes looked at the two people in front of him, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, and he said, "Who is Zhang Yang?"
Li Tai lowered his head, stretched out his hand and pointed quietly, "Sir, this is the Marquis of Lishan County, my brother-in-law, Zhang Yang."
Wen Yanbo sighed: "I heard that His Highness the King of Wei is smarter than his peers. How come he is now living in Lishan Mountain and not returning to Chang'an City?"
Li Tai still lowered his head, "Recuperate."
"Well, I heard that Sun Simiao is also in Lishan."
As he spoke, Zhang Yang looked at the old man, and the old man also looked at himself.
"Wang Gui told me about you when I passed through Taiyuan, but I didn't expect you to be so young. How old are you?"
Zhang Yang said respectfully: "There are six out of twenty."
"Well, people who are famous all over the world when they are less than thirty years old. There are young heroes in the world, and there are also late bloomers. If we say that people who are famous all over the world at a young age, there will always be a few who die young."
Zhang Yang hesitated to speak, why did this old man say this as soon as they met? It was obvious that they had never met each other before and had never offended him.
Without thinking about this, Zhang Yang pushed the wheelchair closer and explained: "This is a chair made by Lishan ourselves. I know that the old gentleman has some inconvenience in his legs and feet, so sitting in a wheelchair can make it much easier."
Wen Yanbo did not refuse, he immediately sat down and felt the wheelchair, "Well, good craftsmanship."
"In this way, you don't need the support of others, and you can take care of your own daily life in a wheelchair. It may be inconvenient, but you still have to get up and walk around frequently and stretch your muscles."
"Well, I heard that you have good skills and that you understand medicine. Now it seems that these rumors are correct."
"Let the old gentleman laugh." Zhang Yang invited: "I have prepared some food, I hope you don't dislike it."
Letting the servant push the wheelchair, Wen Yanbo looked at the dishes on a square table. He had gotten up early and had not eaten yet. His old hands were still trembling a little. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge, "Well, the porridge is very salty and light.
"
At this age, the old gentleman eats less and sleeps less. The servants were dumbfounded when they saw the old gentleman finish the bowl of porridge.
Sudden excitement? Or is this porridge really so delicious?
Zhang Yang sat down and handed over the letter sent by Wang Gui, "Mr., is it about Liaodong?"
"It seems that he has written to you."
"Well, Mr. Wang Gui also said to go to Zhongnan Mountain."
"Going to Mount Zhongnan to die alone?" Wen Yanbo nodded and said, "That's what his temperament will do."
"Isn't that right? He should have returned to his hometown. How could he die alone in Zhongnan Mountain?"
"They are all dying old men. Others can't see it. Why can't the old man understand it?"
Seeing the sad look on his face, Wen Yanbo smiled and said, "People who are about to die talk like this, which makes you laugh."
Perhaps it was Zhang Yang who was very friendly in his words and demeanor and not rigid in etiquette, which made the old gentleman laugh like this. The servants had not seen the old gentleman's smile for a long time.
Zhang Yang poured him a bowl of tea and was worried about Wang Gui's condition.
"Are you Zhang Gongjin's disciple?"
"Um."
Wen Yanbo stroked his beard and said, "It's strange that Zhang Gongjin, such a gloomy counselor, has such a kind face among his disciples."
"I only became a teacher when I was twenty years old. I have always been a very kind person."
Li Tai wanted to laugh but didn't want to show too much in his expression. His brother-in-law was kind? The bones of King Gaochang and his son were not yet cold. How could Tuyuhun be kind even after so many people died? What kind of world is this?
"Zhang Gongjin was also well-known among the heroes in the world at that time, but his reputation was not good. He was good at conspiracy and tricks."
People like Wen Yanbo and teachers are obviously not on the same page. Zhang Yang didn't want to refute what he said.
Everyone is for Datang, including the old gentleman and teachers.
There are so many people who have the same goals but different paths.
"There is a young man named Zhang Daan in Liaodong. Was it you who arranged this?"
"Mr. Hui, Da'an is the son of a teacher. His going to Liaodong was not arranged by someone else, but he took the initiative to go. He said that Liaodong is actually a prosperous land, but it is just that it has been neglected for a long time, so it is said to be a place of bitter cold.
It is his own choice to go to Liaodong, and I will try my best to give him the greatest help."
Wen Yanbo sighed, "Yes, Liaodong has always been a prosperous land. During those years when I was in Liaodong, I hated the turmoil and thought of thousands of people. I persuaded Luo Yi to surrender to Li Tang. After the Central Plains was pacified, this country
I thought they would govern Liaodong, but there were internal and external troubles at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, and they couldn't be distracted."
"Now that His Majesty is revered as the Heavenly Khan, someone has finally seen Liaodong. I am happy, but also feel bitter in my heart. Only a few people can see Liaodong. I will ask you again, how do you view Liaodong."
Zhang Yang shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand, "Liaodong has always been a prosperous land, and its location is crucial to the Central Plains. Liaodong is a barrier. Without Liaodong, the war will sweep across Youzhou, Hebei, and Hedong.
If you get involved in the war, once you enter Liaodong, there will be no natural dangers to defend."
"For Guanzhong, it is the Hangu Pass in the Qin Dynasty, the current Hexi Corridor, and the springboard for the future conquest of Dongyi."
Wen Yanbo stared at him, clenched his old and weak hands into fists, and took a deep breath, "The Central Plains cannot ignore Liaodong."
"I have the same idea as the old gentleman on this point."
"When I talk to Your Majesty about the Eastern Conquest of Goguryeo, I always make excuses. Now there is someone who has the same vision as me." Wen Yanbo stroked his beard and said, "I can die in peace."
"Why don't you come to Lishan to take care of your old age? You can also let Dr. Sun take care of your health." Li Tai said at the right time.
"No." Wen Yanbo waved his hand and said: "My body is already so old, and the medicine and stone are useless. The reason why I can survive these years is all because of the worries in my heart. When Yang Guangdong conquered Goguryeo, how many soldiers buried their bones in foreign lands, how sad and lamentable!