But Li Lizhi was different. She first studied under the guidance of the master of the Imperial College, and then went to Lishan. She could understand a little bit of the knowledge of Lishan and the classics and treatises of the Imperial College.
Apart from Qingque, only Li Lizhi has this level.
Soon she re-wrote the contents of the booklet, and then took out the cloth bag on the side. The three words "stationery bag" were sewn on the cloth bag with red thread.
There are names written on the bottom of the stationery bag. My younger brothers and sisters all have such a bag. Whether they are writing articles or doing homework, stationery is always available.
Li Lizhi took out a ruler and charcoal pencil, redrawn the drawing, checked it according to her usual habit, and handed it over to the maid on the side, "Please give it to my father."
"Here."
After doing this, Li Lizhi glanced at the sky. The queen mother had to take charge of the affairs of the harem and would probably come back very late. She first asked the palace maid to prepare meals for her younger brothers and sisters, and then helped clean up the Li Zheng Palace.
At the moment, Xu Jingzong, who had nothing to do in the Rites Office, and Zhang Dashu always read the intelligence sent from various places outside the customs together.
"Shilang Xu, a letter from Lishan."
It had been some time since I had received a letter from Zhang Shangshu, so Xu Jingzong gathered his energy and took the letter.
The letter was still written in the form of a secret letter. The question was what did you eat today and how are you doing?
To outsiders, it may only mean these things, but to Xu Jingzong, who has long memorized the translation of the secret letter, it is a different story.
Liaodong, reinforcements, Goguryeo, royal family, Li Yifu...
After connecting these words, Xu Jingzong knew what to do. He hurried to Zhang Xiang's room. After a long conversation, the two of them walked out of the Diplomatic Academy. Two teams of officers and soldiers walked out of Chang'an City and hurried towards Liaodong.
And go.
In the Hexi Corridor, Jiayuguan Pass is still under construction. Di Zhisun and his son Di Renjie pointed to a forest of Populus euphratica planted in the distance, "Huaiying, look at how well these trees have grown this year after they were planted last year."
Di Renjie said nonchalantly: "It takes more than ten years to plant a Populus euphratica forest, but it only takes three to five months to grow a bunch of grapes. There is no harvest from planting Populus euphratica, so what's the use of occupying the land?"
The child was very smart. Di Zhisun nodded with satisfaction and said: "Zhang Shangshu hopes to plant a sand-proof forest here so that the sand outside the pass will no longer invade the Jiayu Mountains and the Hexi Corridor."
Di Renjie saluted his father, "Dad, the Populus euphratica forest has been planted now. Populus euphratica has made the land stronger and more fertile, but then some people will think that grapes should be planted here, so that they can also harvest, and then
Then the trees will be cut down and all the efforts in front of us will be ruined."
Di Zhisun nodded slightly, "You are right, my father will write to the court and ask them to control it."
Seeing the suspicion in his son's eyes, Di Zhisun smiled again. This child was good at thinking, so how could he not know who he wanted to be as a father? He was sure that even if the government restricted it, it would not be able to stop this incident.
The Populus euphratica forest eventually ended up being cut down.
Di Renjie whispered: "There will be people who ignore the overall situation for their own temporary interests. This kind of thing has never changed since ancient times."
Listening to his son's rebellious words, Di Zhisun didn't want to interrupt his thinking, nor did he want to stop him from being suspicious of people's hearts. People's hearts are sinister, and it would be good for him to understand the truth.
The mutual market at the foot of Jiayu Mountain is becoming more and more lively, where outsiders can buy the salt and iron they want.
Before the cold winter, they came here to sell their cattle and sheep in exchange for food for the winter.
In this way, they can ensure the peace of the villagers in the pass without plundering.
Di Zhisun wrote down the situation here, formulated a mutual trade strategy, and arranged for people to be sent to Guanzhong.
Lishan Mountain, east of Chang'an City, is quiet in the early morning, with only the sound of water flowing when the waterwheel turns.
Zhang Yang sat by the Huaqing Pool and looked at the memorial sent by the Foreign Affairs Council. It was a good thing that the Liaodong and Hexi Corridors could be stabilized. Di Zhisun wrote another memorial hoping that North Korea and China could expand mutual trade.
The current mutual market does not have the support of the court, and transactions within and outside the customs are spontaneous among local people and outsiders.
If the mutual trade has the support of North Korea and China, more goods can be obtained.
Now the emperor has a lot of fine salt in his hands and controls the salt lake in Tubo. The emperor can buy this fine salt outside the customs.
Li Yue took her daughter to wash up in Huaqing Pool.
After autumn, the little bear is very energetic, and it dives into the mountains and forests to continue its great cause of domination.
The little milk bears were quite sensible. After putting down the five bowls, they lay down neatly in a row and ate their food.
We had breakfast at home and it was already noon.
Zhang Yang removed the wooden frames on both sides of the greenhouse. The greenhouse was finally completed, and he took a hoe to remove the wildly growing weeds.
Li Yue came here with some potted plants. Other people’s potted plants were filled with flowers and plants. Unlike Lishan, the couple always grew vegetables.
One acre of land was also dedicated to planting onions.
Li Yue walked to the center of the land, which is also the place with the best lighting. "Husband, how about using this land to plant peonies?"
"Grow radishes."
"No! I want to plant peonies!" Li Yue's attitude was very firm.
"The last time you wanted to plant chrysanthemums, do you still remember the results?"
"It's different!" Li Yue nodded and said, "Last time it was because we were not in the greenhouse, so the flowers withered."
Women, indeed, all like flowers.
Zhang Yang was planting onions with a shovel, and then some garlic. Without onions and garlic, winter would be too hard. Well! Then plant some leeks.
The consequence of putting your wife's words behind her is that she will hinder what you are doing.
The shovel in his hand was taken away by her, and Zhang Yang stood up helplessly, "You can plant flowers, but I have a condition."
"Husband, please speak."
"I want to use colored glass to decorate the doors and windows."
The couple looked at each other and argued for a while before Li Yue compromised and said, "Okay, I'll let aunt arrange the seedlings."
After all the twists and turns, things finally turned around. Anyway, she wanted to plant peonies, which would wither in the greenhouse, so she used this condition in exchange for installing glass doors and windows.
This condition is very cost-effective. When her flower seedlings wither, they will not be used to grow vegetables.
She was in a good mood when Aunt Yang came over in a hurry and said, "Marquis of the County, Duke Zheng is here. He is at the foot of the mountain."
Zhang Yang put down the shovel and said, "Auntie, please plant these green onions and leeks. I will come to see Mr. Zheng."
Aunt Yang nodded and started working in the greenhouse. The top of the greenhouse was decorated with colored glaze. It was very beautiful, even more magnificent than the palace.
Zhang Yang tidied himself up, took off his muddy boots, told Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui to take good care of Xiao Qingqing, and then went down the mountain by himself.
Zheng Gong was standing at the foot of the mountain, chatting with Li Yuan and Zhang Gongjin.
The Supreme Emperor and the teacher have become good friends who talk about everything. I remember that Li Yuan looked down on this counselor who was the counselor of General Tiance.
The teacher and the Supreme Emperor each had a bowl of soup and medicine. They often drank medicine together and played chess to relax. The days of retirement were very pleasant.
Zhang Gongjin and Li Yuan drank the decoction in their bowls.
"How long do I need to drink this soothing medicine?" Li Yuan was filled with displeasure and asked in a blink of an eye, "What kind of medicine is this?"
Zhang Gongjin looked bitter after drinking a bowl of medicine, "It says it nourishes the mind."
"Yeah." Li Yuan nodded and looked at Wei Zheng, "What? Do you want a bowl too?"
Mr. Zheng couldn't help but wave his hands.
The old man drank the medicine and became obsessed with it. It is really rare that we can have an irreversible friendship while drinking the medicine together...
Li Yuan stood up and said calmly: "I don't know what kind of medicine Ouyang Xun drank today."
Zhang Gongjin nodded and said, "Let's go and have a look."
The two left, and Zhang Yang also walked down the mountain. He hadn't seen Mr. Zheng for a long time. He had aged rapidly in the past two years and his temples were turning gray.
I used to have black hair mixed with white hair, but now I have white hair mixed with some black hair.
Zhang Yang bowed and saluted, "Mr. Zheng."
Wei Zheng sat on the stone steps and whispered: "I have gone to see Duke Yu."
"Well, Duke Yu is old. Now he is sometimes sober and sometimes confused, and his ambitions have not yet been fulfilled. I hope he can live a few more years."
Zhang Yang stood with his hands folded and thought to himself: I just hope that the thief God can give him a few more years. When the royal seal of the King of Goguryeo is delivered to Duke Yu, he can give him three to five more years, even if it is two years.
"Back then, I argued with him in the court hall. I still see him in front of me. I disagreed with him on political views. We argued about this for several years. Whether in Tai Chi Hall or in front of His Majesty, I argued with him and even yelled at him. It's a pity that he can't argue with him now.
I argued."
Wei Zheng looked at the medical clinic in the distance and said: "Wen Yanbo did not agree with my policy of assimilating the Turks at the beginning. I was thinking about a hundred years later. At that time, the situation was uncertain. He told your majesty that we should stabilize the hearts of the Turks, and for the sake of
He prevented me from going to Shuofang in person. Although he is the other party, I respect him."
"You have proposed to His Majesty the promotion of Confucianism and Legalism in the Turks, the implementation of county governance, and the naturalization of citizens. I have already heard about it. This matter has been discussed by the Central Committee of the DPRK and the Zhongshu Province has decided to implement it after deliberation. The conclusion reached by the DPRK this morning is what I am here to do.
Tell you this."
"Thank you Mr. Zheng for informing me." Zhang Yang said with cupped hands.
"Hehehe..." Wei Zheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "That old man wanted to implement Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's policy. Now, I have won after all. The situation is also favorable. At that time, Dong Zhongshu had not taught the world the Three Questions of Heaven and Man. Emperor Wu had
This is the only solution we can take. Today is different from the past, how can we use it to make the same remarks?"
Zheng Gong said these words loudly, as if he was speaking to Wen Yanbo.
It's just that the old gentleman couldn't hear it in the hospital. Even if he woke up from his confusion, he wouldn't know what Mr. Zheng said.
Seeing Mr. Zheng's sharp eyes looking at him again, Zhang Yang put his hands in his hands and saluted: "Mr. Zheng, is there anything else that needs to be arranged?"
"This old man gave him the position of servant before he died, which can be regarded as a fulfillment for him. I sincerely congratulate him. Since he is in your Lishan Mountain, you must take good care of him."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, the delirium will allow the old man to spend his old age without any illness or pain, but his mood will fluctuate. At least he will die peacefully."
Speaking of Wen Yanbo, there is actually another person. Wang Gui went to Zhongnan Mountain to revisit his old place. I don’t know how he is doing now.
"That old guy always talks about Liaodong affairs every time he sees His Majesty. He was like this in the Wude Dynasty, but now in Zhenguan, he talks about it again. I heard that he had an affair with you before he was seriously ill.
Long talk.”
Zhang Yang nodded, "It does happen."
"Isn't it a light thing to conquer Liaodong? Let's just say that the Tang Dynasty has only been based in the Central Plains for more than 20 years. The national power is not sufficient and the manpower is insufficient for production. Taking Yang Guang's lesson as a lesson, it exhausted the power of the people of the Sui Dynasty and finally gave up. I think
It turns out that His Majesty also has the intention of marching eastward."
Wei Zheng sighed, "But the court will not agree to it. The time has not come. The Tang Dynasty has not yet reached the strength that can be used for expeditions. It needs to be recuperated. It was me who blocked His Majesty's plan for the Eastern Expedition. You must also understand the difficulties of the people of the world."
Although Yang Guangdong's expedition to Goguryeo was defeated.
It is recorded in the annals of history that Li Shimin conquered Goguryeo in the east. Although he was victorious, he beheaded 40,000 people and captured more than ten cities. This incident is like the madness of the Tian Khan in his later years.
In winter, it was freezing cold in Liaodong, so the Khan had no choice but to withdraw his troops hastily.
Although we won, we didn't win completely.
It was not until the Gojong period that the entire territory of Goguryeo was recovered.
After two generations of Yang Guang and Li Shimin, it was only recovered by Emperor Gaozong, but at that time the Tang Dynasty was at the peak of its national power.
This was the case in the Zhenguan Dynasty. When it comes to the right time, place, and people, there is always a difference in luck. It's like God is against the Khan, and God doesn't give time.
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "What Mr. Zheng said is reasonable. It is indeed not the time for the Tang Dynasty to go to Goguryeo. It still needs time to prepare."
Wei Zheng stroked his beard and nodded, "I feel relieved even if you say that. Even Wen Yanbo is like this. Speaking of which, I feel guilty if I can't regain Liaodong, but since it is the Eastern Expedition, this matter cannot be taken lightly."
Zheng Gongyou said a lot of truth before leaving. Zhang Yang stood there to say goodbye and stabilize the court first. The battle in Liaodong could not be fought like this, and there was no need to go on an expedition. Too many troops would be a burden.
Goguryeo did not have so many soldiers who were good at fighting, and their ability to march and fight was simply not comparable to that of the Central Plains. Yeon Gaesumun was one, but it was not a big threat.
There is a great food in the west that is eager to try, there is Goguryeo in the east that makes people worried, and there are still aristocratic families in the Central Plains that have not been eliminated. Zhang Yang walks back to Lishan Mountain with a complicated mood.
When we came to the greenhouse, two aunts were planting, and Li Yue was arranging her flower seedlings.
"Plant it. When it withers, it won't all be my fertilizer." Zhang Yang murmured in a low voice.
"What did your husband just say?" Li Yue suddenly asked.
"I said these flower seedlings are really beautiful." Zhang Yang hurriedly put on a smiling face and was grinning.
"You can't even see this flower, how can it be beautiful?" Li Yue carefully planted one, her eyes filled with anticipation.
The flowering season of peonies is in May, which is about to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. In addition to temperature, soil, and humidity, the plant also needs a light cycle to bloom.
The photoperiod in autumn and winter is fundamentally different from that in May.
If you don’t have enough professional knowledge, you will fail sooner or later.
The more Zhang Yang looked at these flower seedlings, the more satisfied he became. They are good things for fertilizing the land.
The couple and their two aunts were planting in the greenhouse. The little bear was curious and wanted to come in, but was kicked out by Aunt Yang for fear that it would eat the onions and garlic that had just been planted.
The little bear wandered around outside the greenhouse aggrievedly, until its attention was attracted by the three-hippo, and he went to fight with the horse.