Chapter 633: The powerful Tang Dynasty, the powerful Tang people
Pei Xuanji put down his pen and decided to go to Pingkangfang first. Maybe having a few drinks in Pingkangfang would give him some insights.
In the lively Chang'an City, Zhuque Street is crowded with people. It is the busiest time during the New Year's Eve. After His Majesty lifted the curfew on New Year's Eve, Chang'an City became a city that never sleeps.
Chang'an City, which was rebuilt from ruins, demonstrates the most powerful existence in the world. This is the confidence and confidence of the Central Plains. It demonstrates the most powerful and powerful Tang people in the world.
There is still room for development, and Datang's strength continues. This is not yet its peak, nor is it its peak.
As soon as Pei Xuanji walked into Pingkangfang, he met another person. He looked familiar. He looked at him carefully and bowed slightly, saying, "Pei Xuanji met Xu Shilang in Xiahedong."
Xu Jingzong stood in front of the wine shop and did not enter the wine shop. He turned a blind eye to the Yingying Yanyan behind him. He heard that this person surnamed Pei often lingered in Pingkangfang, so he was blocked here. At that moment, he finally blocked people.
"How about Mr. Xu joining me for a drink?"
Seeing his invitation, Xu Jingzong waved his hand and said: "No, if there is any smell of other women's rouge on the lower body, the wife at home will divorce and remarry. Please forgive me for being such a fierce wife."
Guanzhong women have always been strong. I heard that the prime minister of the court and the prince of Hejian County also had strong wives.
Pei Xuanji said regretfully: "It's not easy for Mr. Xu."
Xu Jingzong added: "It's not easy for everyone. They are all doing it for their career and their own future."
Hearing this, Pei Xuanji looked serious and bowed: "Shilang Xu can be so candid, I will accept this courtesy."
"We have never met each other before, and I hope you can forgive me for blocking people like this and meeting each other abruptly."
"I don't dare to take it. I don't take it. I am a white man. How can I make Mr. Xu feel guilty?"
The two of them were polite to each other for a long time. The streets were full of pedestrians coming and going, and Pingkangfang was the most lively place right now.
The two of them walked to a corner of the street, which was more remote and had fewer people.
In terms of age, Pei Xuanji and Xu Jingzong are similar in age. They have the same characteristic, that is, their fathers were officials in the former Sui Dynasty.
At that time, Xu Jingzong's father, Xu Shanxin, was a Tongyi official in the former Sui Dynasty. He was also from a well-known family. The fathers of both families were officials in the same dynasty.
Of course, there is another such person and that is Shangguan Yi. The difference is that Pei Xuanji's father, Pei Ju, survived the troubled times peacefully and was reused in the Wude Dynasty.
Xu Jingzong's father, like Shangguanyi's father, both died in the hands of Yu Wenhuaji after the Jiangdu Incident.
When Xu Jingzong's father Xu Shanxin faced Yu Wenhuaji's solicitation, he refused to obey and died with hatred.
When encountering the same thing, everyone back then would inevitably feel the same sadness. They had all experienced the troubled times back then and had passed through them.
They have the same unspeakable secrets, and they also have the same unspeakable hatred and determination.
At this moment, the two former Sui officials of the second generation met each other, and they felt a different kind of emotion in their hearts.
When talking about old things, Xu Jingzong is often upset.
Fortunately, Yu Wenhuaji is dead now and his ashes have been scattered!
In those troubled times, everyone could call themselves a hero. At that time, there were many heroes in the world, but Yu Wenji was the only one who couldn't do it. At that time, all the heroes looked down upon Yu Wenji the most. He was also the first to be killed.
In contrast, Pei Ju lived a peaceful life until his death, while Pei Xuanji's situation was better.
Talking about the past, then talking about the present, the two of them were similar in age, squatting next to the wall, leaning against the wall together. Pei Xuanji asked in a low voice: "I heard that Xu Shilang is now serving as the Minister of Rites, and he is the Marquis of Lishan County. The men are doing the work."
Xu Jingzong felt melancholy when talking about this matter, "Now Zhang Shangshu has lived in Lishan for a long time and has not been involved in the affairs of the court."
He sniffed even more aggrievedly, and then said: "Now the Ministry of Rites is full of lower officials who are busy in front and back. There are hundreds of people in the huge Ministry of Rites and the huge Diplomatic Academy. What should we do if there are no lower officials? Remembering Zhang Shangshu's favor in promoting him, I will try to stabilize the Foreign Affairs Academy even if I die."
"I hate that Changsun Wuji even threatened to abolish the powers of the Foreign Affairs Council. The subordinates hate him so much that they want to eat his flesh and blood and peel off his skin."
The reason why I say this is because at the beginning, everyone was the eighteenth bachelor of the Qin Palace. Changsun Wuji was the head of the eighteenth bachelor. He looked down upon Xu Jingzong and was always isolated on the fringes.
This is how the holidays come about.
But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.
Pei Xuanji was moved and saluted again, "Shilang Xu feels so deeply for Zhang Shangshu, I admire him and I will definitely maintain the stability of the Foreign Affairs Academy."
Xu Jingzong nodded heavily and was so moved that he almost cried.
"I would like to share my hatred with Mr. Xu, Changsun Wuji!"
"Thank you for your understanding."
Now that we’ve talked about old times, courtesy, and the situation, we’re going to get down to business.
Xu Jingzong whispered: "I heard that Brother Pei often goes to Lishan Mountain recently?"
"Yes." Pei Xuanji treated Xu Jingzong like a younger brother facing an older brother, and said blankly, "To be honest with Xu Jingzong, outsiders may not know it, but in fact, Xiaguan has already made friends with King Wei and Li Shan The county magistrate even asked me to write my reflections on the diary of a madman."
"Really? How can His Highness the King of Wei and Zhang Shangshu, who are reclusive from the world, befriend Pei?"
Pei Xuanji raised his head with pride on his face, "That's natural."
Xu Jingzong couldn't help but hand over his hand, "It seems that Brother Pei must be something special."
Pei Xuanji waved his hand again and said: "How can I compare with Xu Shilang? It's just that I still have questions in my mind. I wonder if Xu Shilang can answer them?"
"Actually, I also have doubts in my mind and want to ask Brother Pei."
The two hit it off immediately, and Pei Xuanji smiled and said, "Shilang Xu, let's talk first."
Xu Jingzong was dejected again, "I would like to know how the Li family of Zhao County and Buddhism came together."
Pei Xuanji explained: "This matter is simple to say."
"Wait a minute." Xu Jingzong took out his pamphlet and a writing brush, licked the tip of his nose to dissolve the ink, "Please speak."
"Monk Huikang is an eminent monk of Guoqing Temple. He wants to open temples in various places in Hebei Province and move among famous officials in Zhao County. But it is not easy to open temples. He also needs the support of local officials. Li Zhengzao has united with many family members. Help Buddhism, and that’s why we have what we have now.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xu Jingzong wrote and recorded, and then said: "Who are the specific people?"
Pei Xuanji whispered a few names, and Xu Jingzong wrote them down one by one, "Brother Pei!"
"Um!"
Xu Jingzong patted his shoulder heavily, "You are really a relative of a certain family."
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." Pei Xuanji wrote a few more words on the ground, "Please ask Mr. Xu to clarify his doubts."
Putting away his booklet, Xu Jingzong frowned and thought, "This is probably like this. The so-called spiritual core is Mingzhi, and the direction is like that madman's diary, how to change the situation."
"Mingzhi is Mingzhi, we have to talk about the spiritual core? Are our county princes so mysterious in their words?"
Xu Jingzong patted him on the shoulder again, "It's not easy for Brother Pei to get around in Chang'an City. If you have anything to do in the future, you can contact your subordinates more often. Our fathers were all officials in the same dynasty, so we should support each other. Mo
To make a living."
After saying this, he left. This trip was quite rewarding.
Pei Xuanji was left looking at Xu Jingzong's back with admiration. Instead of counting on the aristocratic family, it turned out that after clinging to the Marquis of Lishan County, everything seemed to go smoothly.
Xu Jingzong hurried back to the Foreign Affairs Academy. The Foreign Affairs Academy was very busy now. He took off his shoes, poured out the sand from the boots, and said dissatisfiedly: "The boots made by my mother-in-law at home are too low and too low."
Big..."
"Shilang Xu, is there any news?" An official from the Diplomatic Academy came over in a hurry.
Xu Jingzong took out the booklet with his name written on it and handed it to him, "Go ahead and check these people."
The man held the brochure and hesitated: "Is this under the control of our Diplomatic Academy?"
"Don't ask questions about things you don't know. How do you know that the things you found out have nothing to do with us."
"Here."
The man left in a hurry, and Xu Jingzong finally felt comfortable. After taking a sip of hot tea, his whole body felt much warmer.
As for Pei Xuanji's claim that he had befriended the King of Wei, Xu Jingzong didn't believe it. How could such a person befriend the King of Wei?
Now the King of Wei and the county princes have been living in Lishan for a long time. In the eyes of outsiders, the King of Wei has long been like Zhang Shangshu, and has become a master who cannot escape from the world.
On the other side of Chang'an City, Li Daoyan said to his younger brother Li Xiaoyi: "After this year, I will follow General Li Daozong to serve in the army."
"I'm not going!" Li Xiaoyi immediately stood up and said loudly.
He has always been a stubborn child, but now he has such a bad temper that he really needs to get some practice, and he is covered in thorns.
Li Daoyan shouted: "Xiaoyi! You have been ignorant and unskilled all day long. How can you behave like this hanging out with those gangsters? You cannot refuse this matter. My brother finally got an official position from General Li Daozong! Do you know how much you want to do it?
Got it, can’t get it!”
Li Xiaoyi is now a half-year-old child. Although he is far from twenty years old, the descendants of the clan are still open-minded in the court and the clan will also show personal affection to each other.
As soon as he finished speaking, the servants from the mansion came in a hurry, "Young Master, someone from the Cheng family is here and brought away a jar of wine."
As soon as he heard about the Cheng family, Li Xiaoyi immediately stood up and said, "Old dog named Cheng, a certain family will fight with you!"
The boy hurried out, and the sound of fighting came from the street.
This kid had been silent with Cheng Chu for a while, but his nature was too rebellious and no one would accept it.
The person who took away Li Xiaoyi's drink was Cheng Yaojin's youngest son, Cheng Chubi.
The city of Chang'an was getting more and more noisy, and Li Daoyan was very worried, fearing that his younger brother would be ruined if he messed around.
I have long heard that Cheng Yaojin's eldest son Cheng Chumo has become like that, but he doesn't dare to let his younger brother follow in his family's footsteps.
Thinking of this, Li Daoyan stood up and shouted: "Tell Cheng Yaojin that if you dare to offend the younger brother of a certain family in the future, the certain family will personally hold a knife and ask him, an old dog named Cheng, for advice. If you dare to bully the younger brother of a certain family, please ask.
The knife in the family’s hand.”
"Here!"
Chang'an City is very lively as the New Year is approaching. Li Xiaoyi has been with the Braised Pork Gang for two years and has been to many places, including Fanyang and Taiyuan. He has seen human lives and evil people.
He has had a lot of growth experience in the past two years, but recently the Braised Pork Gang has not had much to do, and now he is just hanging out on the periphery. I just heard that the gang is very strict inside.
He was also recommended by Cheng Chumo at the beginning, but he still doesn't know who the leader is.
But at the beginning, Cheng Chumo said that he had also been in the Braised Pork Gang, and he had some feelings for him, so he left himself to others and allowed himself to follow others to do things.
Li Xiaoyi beat Cheng Chubi to the ground. He sat on the roadside, poured wine into his mouth, and smiled victoriously.
Cheng Chubi covered his face and nostrils and exhaled, "Li Xiaoyi, if you wait for a certain family, they will find your brother to beat you."
"Your brother is an old friend of a certain family. Do you think he will help you? That's ridiculous!"
There are many young people in the streets, and now Li Xiaoyi is somewhat superior to these powerful children in terms of both his skills and his conduct, and he has the capital to "stand out from the crowd".
The city of Chang'an was very lively at the end of the year. There were groups of children running by, and the children of the powerful were shouting and drinking. They were already holding wine jars before they had grown taller. They faced those Uighurs, Turks, and people from the Western Regions.
There was a look of arrogance in his eyes.
The foreigners had to bow their heads in front of them. This was because of the power of the Tang Dynasty, which forced these foreigners to bow their heads humbly in front of the people in Guan.
The powerful Tang Dynasty has raised a group of powerful people, and the Tang Dynasty will be even more powerful in the future.
At this moment, everyone in the palace at Lishan Mountain and Huaqing Pool has left, so the couple can busy themselves with their own affairs.
Xiao Qingqing looked at her parents, who saw a huge map spread out in front of them.
The aunt took her away and whispered: "Little princess, your parents are going to talk about something very important now. You can't listen."
Xiao Qingqing played with the Rubik's Cube in her hand and nodded obediently. She didn't know how to put the Rubik's Cube together, but she just thought it was fun to spin it.
Zhang Yang placed a flintlock gun on the table. This gun only had internal parts of the casing and was not installed. For half a year, he put almost all his energy on this gun.
After finishing one, he didn't want to make a second one. It was very painful to make this thing. With limited tools, Zhang Yang had a few extra calluses on his hands.
After patiently assembling the parts, Zhang Yang took out an iron ball. The iron ball was not smooth. It was a bullet that he spent many days polishing. Now he only has this one.
After assembling it, Zhang Yang aimed at a piece of pork hanging in the distance, pulled the trigger a hundred steps away, the flint collided, and after a few breaths, there was an explosion.
A puff of smoke ignited from the back of the flintlock gun.
Zhang Yang was choked and coughed, and the breech of the gun burned with gunpowder, so he threw it into a basin of water beside him.
"Huh? Where are the bullets?" Li Yue looked at the pork repeatedly.
"What?" Zhang Yang also stepped forward and took a look, frowning and said: "That's strange, where is the bullet? Didn't it come out?"
The flintlock gun was opened again, and there were no bullets inside. This thing must have been shot out.
Zhang Yang scratched his head in distress, where did the hit go?
I am still too confident in myself. The accuracy of this newly created thing is a big problem.
Looking around again, Zhang Yang sighed inwardly, this thing has just been made, who knows where the bullet will fly.