Tian Khan was also very poor and needed money to build the country. Even ambitious emperors would be short of money.
Of course, the money should be spent wisely and where it should be spent.
Li Yue handed over a clean cloth and soap.
First, he dived down. Zhang Yang always splashed some water when he swam over. Li Yue frowned and wiped the water droplets off his face, "Don't catch a cold."
"Um."
After taking a good wash in the pool and climbing ashore to change into a new set of clothes, my daughter was willing to hold her.
Xiao Qingqing was still playing with the Rubik's Cube in her hand, turning it around randomly until all the pieces of the Rubik's Cube were put together, and she laughed happily.
Li Yue looked up at her daughter who was laughing in her husband's arms, feeling very satisfied in her heart.
At noon, I made a simple meal.
These days during the Chinese New Year are the most comfortable. During these days, the family can live peacefully. As long as the evil guest Tian Khan does not disturb them and no memorials from the court are sent, life in Lishan can be very comfortable.
Zhang Yang was eating homemade salted pork.
The aunt handed over a volume of letters, "Marquis of the County, this is sent by His Majesty the King of Wei."
"You have to eat well. It's not good to read the letter in the middle. You can't do other things. It's your family rule."
Li Yue looked dissatisfied.
Zhang Yang ate up the cake in his hand in several mouthfuls, then stuffed a few pieces of salty pork with a rich texture into his mouth, chewing it vigorously, and declared to his wife that this rule must be followed.
When the aunt saw this, she smiled and said, "Say it's nothing urgent. The county magistrate doesn't need to be like this."
Taking the letter, Zhang Yang chewed it while reading it. After swallowing it, he drank the tea and read the contents of the letter. This is his impression after reading Diary of a Madman written by Pei Xuanji.
When I made an agreement with him to work for Lishan, the prerequisite was to write this review.
After Zhang Yang read it, he handed it to Aunt Yang beside him and asked, "Is the person still there?"
Aunt Yang replied, "That man and His Royal Highness King Wei are waiting outside the village."
"Please, aunt, please send the letter back. Just say that there are only a few hundred words and it doesn't show how thorough his thoughts are. Take it back and rewrite it to make it more thorough. The position needs to be firmer."
"Here."
At this moment, outside Lishan Village, Pei Xuanji was watching His Royal Highness the King of Wei roasting a duck. Aunt Yang threw the letter back and nodded, "The county marquis said it was not thorough enough. A hundred words are not enough."
Pei Xuanji quickly picked up his letter and asked, "Did the Marquis really read it? I have already written it very thoroughly."
Aunt Yang rode the Sanhe horse back to the village and disappeared from Pei Xuanji's sight.
He sat down dejectedly, "His Royal Highness King Wei, you said..."
Li Tai brushed the roast duck with sauce, "What did you say?"
Pei Xuanji held his letter with a solemn look on his face, "Could it be that the county prince didn't read it at all, but was trying to embarrass me?"
"Brother Pei, did you know that my brother-in-law is not only the county prince of Lishan, but also the prince of the imperial court."
"I will naturally know."
"Now that you know it, you should understand that when the various ministries and palaces in the imperial court wanted to increase the money, they wrote several memorials, and they were sent back several times, and they had to be rewritten several times. My brother-in-law is a very demanding person.
A strict person.”
Pei Xuanji was very worried about this and his eyes were tangled.
When the duck was roasted, Li Tai cut it into pieces and gave it to his guards. "Brother Pei, you came unexpectedly. I didn't prepare your portion."
Pei Xuanji didn't care, he raised his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance, "Your Highness, King Wei, what is this county Hou Chengtian doing on the mountains?"
Li Tai ate duck legs and explained, "Brother Pei doesn't know something. My brother-in-law is seriously ill."
"Seriously ill?"
"Well, it's the kind of disease where if you talk to people too much, you'll die soon."
"It's really rare." Pei Xuanji looked even more confused.
Seeing his hesitation, Li Tai explained, "Don't worry, since my brother-in-law has met you, he will definitely give you an answer. You just need to write the article well. To deal with aristocratic families, you need spirit and attitude."
Pei Xuanji was unable to stand up, "This county prince is really..."
Li Tai shook his head and sighed, "Brother-in-law's illness is incurable. You go back and write first. The quality of your article depends entirely on your ability."
Hearing this, Pei Xuanji showed some regret again, "Heaven is jealous of talented people. It's a pity that the county magistrate got such a strange disease at such a young age."
The sauce of the roast duck was very delicious, and the duck meat, including the skin and skin, was salty and fragrant. When the man left and walked away, Li Tai asked again, "Is there any news from Hebei?"
The guard nodded and said, "Back to His Highness King Wei, no news has been sent yet. It will probably arrive in the next two days."
"Yes." Li Tai nodded, "Master Cui Ren has gone to Hebei, and I feel uneasy."
Since the incident in Luoyang passed, Li Tai no longer wanted to participate in the bad things his brother-in-law did. It was okay to just ask for information, but he had to stay away from specific matters and not interfere.
But the Luoyang case was taken over by the DPRK and China, and now Lishan can't get involved.
Li Tai thought that the court was still impeaching him to go to the fiefdom when he became an adult. Even if his father gave him an official position, those officials would not give up. He wiped his mouth and warned, "Go and have this king be impeached."
Return it to your father at his residence in Chang'an."
The guard hesitated for a long time, suspecting that he had heard wrongly.
"His Royal Highness the King of Wei just said that he wanted to return the mansion?"
"Yes, return the mansion to the father and shut their mouths."
The guards responded and went to do the work. King Wei returned the mansion and made it clear to them that he would not return to Chang'an City easily in the future and would stay with the emperor in Lishan Mountain.
In this way, if they dare to impeach again, it is the fault of these officials themselves.
Li Tai was already full after eating the duck leg in his hand. He asked his guards to eat the duck before returning to the village.
Shangguan Yi and Samurai Xun are packing the goods in the village. This time Lishan will send more drinks to the Hexi Corridor.
This is the wine saved from last year, and there are still more than a thousand jars.
Business must continue. Not only must it continue, but it must also expand in scale, growing year by year.
Li Tai has made a record and has to hand it over to Cen Wenwen, the supervisor of the Lishan Brewery, for review. He is currently taking a rest in the imperial court and will have to wait until after the Lantern Festival for him to confirm.
There were also a lot of cotton-padded clothes and soap. Li Tai was in a good mood as he watched the goods being carted away. The goods were money and the capital of Lishan Power. Productivity determined the quantity of goods.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Improving productivity has always been Lishan's pursuit, and Li Tai immersed himself in the big business of building steam engines, sitting together with a group of blacksmiths to solve the remaining technical problems of steam engines
, place an iron ingot above the air port. When the steam inside is strong enough, the steam can lift the iron ingot.
And some gas is released, and when the steam pressure weakens, the iron ingot will seal the gas port. Repeatedly, the pressure can be maintained at a sufficient state.
With this idea in mind, Li Tai and Master Jiang began to prepare the next plan.
Just having a pressure cooker is enough to give you a headache, let alone building a bigger pressure cooker.
Generating steam requires combustion, and according to the size of a large pressure cooker, a huge amount of coal is needed to burn it. My brother-in-law hoarded so much coal in the village, which is really foresight.
In Chang'an, next to the Taiye Pool where the imperial palace was being built, Li Shimin and Cheng Yao Jinniu arrived and surrounded a school ground here.
Looking north from here is the Taiye Pond which is being excavated.
In the opinion of civil servants, His Majesty built the Taiye Pool to imitate the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Mingjuns all like to do what previous Mingjuns did.
Recover the Hexi Corridor, recover the four towns in Anxi, build the Anxi Protectorate, capture the Tianshan Mountains, pacify the Western Turks, and conquer Xue Yantuo and the Uighurs in the north.
All these actions can be attributed to His Majesty's desire to be a wise king, and this achievement is enough.
Your Majesty knows that he cannot compete with Han Wu, but he has been working hard.
From the beginning to the end, His Majesty never mentioned the matter of going to Mount Tai to be enshrined in Zen. Even if the ministers came to give advice, they were rejected one by one by His Majesty.
As for the reason, His Majesty has mentioned openly and secretly that in the four counties of Liaodong, the Goguryeo people have not surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty has not yet recovered the important land of Goguryeo.
The territory to the west and east of the Central Plains have not yet been annexed, so how can we talk about the Zen of Mount Tai?
Changsun Wuji sat aside, drinking wine, hearing the shouts of Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda, and glanced at them impatiently.
As if noticing the gaze, Cheng Yaojin spit in response.
Changsun Wuji's eyes became more and more contemptuous.
The civil-military discord between North Korea and China has always been a headache.
Since His Majesty ascended the throne, there has been no harmony between the civil and military forces in this DPRK, and fights and insults have often occurred.
If he is not in court, he will not be dealt with in private.
The warriors were strong and the literati were rampant. This was the unique scenery of the Tang Dynasty.
Under the fierce folk customs in Guanzhong, literati are not easy to mess with.
Ever since Changsun Wuji mentioned the post of Protectorate of Anxi last year, the government and the public have heard about it. Both civil servants and military generals want to seize the post of Protectorate. This matter is related to Anding outside the customs, and even like Pei Xingjian, he can go to Persia.
Such a good position was wanted by both civil and military parties.
In this regard, no matter how deep the contradiction between civil and military affairs was, as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the emperor of the world, Li Shimin behaved very leisurely towards this situation.
If you can manage it, take care of it; if you can't, take it down.
What the young Tang Dynasty wants is this vitality. If everyone performs their duties and is unwilling to take risks or make progress, then a "harmonious" court is what Li Shimin doesn't want.
Pull the bow and arrow, shoot an arrow, and hit the bull's-eye.
Li Chengqian handed over another arrow and said, "My father is good at archery."
"Haha, I'm getting older, and I don't know how many more years I will be able to shoot a bow." As he spoke, Li Shimin drew his bow and drew an arrow. He unexpectedly discovered that he only needed to use Zhang Yang's proud smiling face as the target.
This way you can shoot accurately.
Another arrow was shot, hitting the bullseye accurately.
Just like letting out his anger, Li Shimin fired five arrows in a row, and Li Shimin's elbows and shoulders couldn't bear it anymore. He dropped the bow and sat down with his shoulders stretched.
No matter how much money Zhang Yang has in Lishan, the Hexi Corridor still belongs to me, and the taxes in the Hexi Corridor will sooner or later belong to me.
There are still many years to come, let’s see how much use this kid has.
How many years can he live, let people clean Chengtianmen, and wait for the day when he is hanged?
Li Chengqian warmed the wine for his father, "I would like to ask my father to have a taste of the wine that Li Zhi and the others brought from Lishan."
The ignorant prince still mentioned Lishan Mountain at this time, but he didn't know why his majesty lost his temper and shot an arrow.
Li Shimin didn't blame him either. He would not openly talk to his son about some things about training the prince. He would raise points again and again.
No matter how many times he is reminded of something, he will never become enlightened.
Some things can only be understood by him himself.
Cheng Yaojin's big voice was bawling as soon as he opened his mouth, "Your Majesty, how about we go hunting in the winter?"
Changsun Wuji coldly snorted, "I don't know how living creatures thrive. If you go hunting in winter at this time, if you kill all the prey, there will be no prey in the next spring. Even if the fisherman knows how to catch big fish and release small fish, he will not kill them all like this."
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After the words fell, Cheng Yaojin slammed the table and said, "Hey! It seems to some people that your eldest son, Sun Wuji, deliberately doesn't want to make His Majesty happy."
Changsun Wuji nodded and said, "Old man Cheng, you are very old. His Majesty cares about the country and the country, so how could he let you do whatever you want?"
Listening to the argument between the two, Li Shimin certainly did not go out to the palace to shoot arrows this time for hunting, but because he felt unhappy, especially because his desire to hang Zhang Yang in front of Chengtian Gate became even stronger.
He sent Da'an to manage Liaodong, and the DPRK naturally wanted to intervene.
I have personally read the memorials sent by Liaodong in the past two years. I heard that Zhang Da'an was a stupid boy in the East Palace and did not want to be guided by Zhang Yang. This boy turned out to be really capable and could manage Liaodong properly.
As long as Liaodong is secure and the troops and people are maintained, it won't be too difficult to capture Goguryeo.
Li Shimin bent his bow again and set an arrow. The bowstring vibrated, and he shot another arrow, but it still hit accurately.
"I heard that the government and the public are discussing the post of Protector of the Protectorate recently?"
"Your Majesty, there are indeed many people talking about it," Changsun Wuji replied.
"Your Majesty! A certain general thinks that the Protectorate is the leading general, and it is necessary for the military generals in the court to take charge."
"No!" Changsun Wuji emphasized, "The Protector still has to govern outside the pass. He only uses soldiers and armor to intimidate, but does not know how to govern. Sooner or later, trouble will happen. We must educate them just like the Turks, and make people's hearts return to the Tang Dynasty."
Li Shimin looked bored, "Assistant commander, Zhijie, don't argue anymore. There are Hanhai Protectorate and Tianshan Road in front of us. Tubo is building the Protectorate. This matter involves the diplomacy of the Central Plains. You should also listen to the thoughts of the Ministry of Rites."
Cheng Yaojin quickly saluted, "Your Majesty, how can a young official manage the Duhu Mansion well?"
Changsun Wuji also said, "I also think that the Ministry of Rites should not be in charge of the Protectorate Palace. It is related to military affairs and local governance, and it is also the popular support of the countries outside the Guan. Your Majesty should think twice."
"It seems that both of you feel that the duties of the Protector of the Protectorate should not be handled by the Ministry of Rites?"
Cheng Yaojin and Changsun Wuji nodded in unison, and they reached a consensus in this regard. Both the civil and military parties wanted to get the Protectorate, but first the Ministry of Rites should hand over the powers of the Protectorate, and then let the civil and military parties compete for it.
"This matter depends on the opinions of Xuan Ling and Zheng Gong. I will think about it carefully."
After regaining the four towns in Anxi, the Anxi Protectorate can be built. Now Datang has a new pie. This pie is not a picture, but a real thing. It is no longer for one's own status and
The interests in front of us are internally consumed, so we should refuse to be involved in them and not spend them away.
Instead, it seeks to expand new interests and new competitiveness to increase the positive impact of the enthusiasm of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.
It’s the end of the month, please give me a monthly pass! Please give me a monthly pass! (Super loud)