The servant on the side replied: "Sir, I heard that Duke Zou is still recuperating in Lishan Mountain."
Because of the tariff dispute in the Hexi Corridor, Changsun Wuji actually suffered a loss because of this matter.
This surprised him.
Gao Shilian coughed, and his beard and hair were getting older. He closed his eyes and said, "Yu Shinan has also left. I should be the next one."
The servant replied: "The imperial doctor sent by the palace last time said that the old gentleman should take more rest. The more worries he has, the worse his condition will be."
Zhang Gongjin is the only one who can give Zhang Yang guidance, and Zhang Yang is young and has deep thoughts.
Gao Shilian knew Changsun Wuji very well. He had brought up this child. Nowadays, the status of the auxiliary in the court is getting higher and higher, and his power is getting stronger and stronger.
This is exactly what he is worried about. People who wield power will not end well.
Gao Shilian stood up on crutches and said in a low voice: "It's also good. The younger generation in the court can also fight with the auxiliary aircraft. It would be good for him to suffer some losses."
After that, Momo wrote a letter, sealed it with wax and told the servant next to him, "Give this letter to Zhang Gongjin."
"Here."
Lishan and Changsun Wuji fought, and Gao Shilian and Zhang Gongjin were alarmed.
Originally bringing his daughter to listen to the teacher's lecture, Zhang Yang handed over the letter, "Teacher, what did Xu Guogong write in the letter?"
Zhang Gongjin was sitting in a wheelchair. He put down the letter and said with a smile: "You and Changsun Wuji had a conflict. Gao Shilian told me that this time it was Changsun Wuji who targeted Lishan and it was not his instruction."
"Then Gao Shilian is here to explain the misunderstanding?"
"Um."
The master's wife was eating snacks with her daughter. Zhang Yang said in confusion: "I don't think Gao Shilian ordered this."
Zhang Gongjin shook his head and said helplessly: "I'm almost dying of illness, how come this old guy Gao Shilian is still alive?"
Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and said, "Teacher has told me so many times about life and death, it's better not to talk about this kind of thing."
"The people in the ancestral land have dug my grave a long time ago and are waiting to bury me. They are also looking forward to it. If I don't die, they will always be concerned about him."
Zhang Yang poured a bowl of hot tea for the teacher, "Then let them miss you."
"You are always like this. When His Majesty wants you to die, will you ask why?"
"Shouldn't I ask?"
"Well, what I was thinking was right."
Listening to the teacher's words, Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and said, "This year's spring tea will be sent to Lishan. When the new tea arrives, I will also send some to the teacher."
"Now you can live one day at a time, and you don't have to think about leaving a share for me."
"Is Xu Guogong here to demonstrate? To support Changsun Wuji?"
"Because of the tariff issue in the Hexi Corridor, Changsun Wuji wanted to deal with you. You used his strategy to catch him off guard. Now he is in a dilemma. It makes people think that his talents as Duke Zhao are not as good as yours, Lishan."
"My tax law is better." Zhang Yang said disapprovingly.
"Well, taxation has always been a top priority. In order to deal with Lishan, Changsun Wuji used this trick a bit recklessly."
Zhang Gongjin analyzed and added: "There is a reason why he would do this. It is because Lishan has asked Chaozhong Mantian for a price several times. In short, he is on His Majesty's side, and you are still alone and helpless."
"His letter from Gao Shilian is not for demonstration, but to hope that I will not deal with Changsun Wuji because of this. He also said that if I remain dormant in the next few years, he, Gao Shilian, will not participate in the dispute between the Ministry of Rites and Changsun Wuji."
"Don't underestimate Gao Shilian. Changsun Wuji was able to recruit so many people from the gentry. That's why I thought he had Gao Shilian behind him. He had many former disciples. There are not many famous officials in the world anymore. He
Consider one still alive."
"I also mentioned old things about Jiaozhi in the letter. Gao Shilian still had some unfinished business in Jiaozhi. If you are willing, you can ask Xu Jingzong to take over Jiaozhi earlier. The three counties of Jiaozhi, Jiuzhen and Rinan were established during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
The capital and counties are still lost."
Zhang Yang replied: "I have thought about it, but it is not easy to cross Lingnan. I will not hide it from the teacher. I have already sent people to Nanzhao. I will consider the three counties of Jiaozhi after I win Nanzhao."
"So you had a plan for a long time?"
"Well, why bother? Brother has been in Nanzhao for two years."
"The current war in Nanzhao turns out to be like this. Now I understand that you think long term. It is indeed your style to capture Nanzhao first and then take back Jiaozhi."
Zhang Yang added: "After Wen Ting takes over Goguryeo, Silla, and Baekje, I plan to take over the Japanese islands. I won't be too kind in this matter. Many people may die on that island."
Zhang Gongjin seemed to be hearing something very ordinary, and his expression showed no surprise or surprise.
Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Teacher, I haven't seen anything like this when the world was in turmoil, so I'm not surprised."
Zhang Gongjin laughed and said: "Expanding borders is a good thing, and it is obligatory to make contributions. But after so many years, why are you still a county prince?"
"The disciples are worthless and make the teacher laugh."
"Well, if you didn't negotiate terms with His Majesty on everything, you should be a county official."
"With the teacher's good words, I will try my best."
Zhang Gongjin worriedly said: "You will not bow to His Majesty."
"Yes, we are back to the problem of emperors, wealthy businessmen, and prime ministers. Power, wealth, and status, at least in the current system form, are never integrated. The process of system formation is idealistic in reality and theory.
, and I believe in materialism more."
Zhang Gongjin smiled happily and said, "Well, it's the first time I heard such words. It's very interesting."
Xiao Qingqing ate some snacks and listened to the conversation between her father and her master as a lesson.
The construction of Lishan is very fast, and new houses are completed every day. While the village is striving to focus on industrial transformation again, Zhang Yang has returned to a leisurely state, always looking at the current construction progress.
Looking at the progress of farming in Taifu Temple, if there is still nothing to do, Zhang Yang will use his free time to plant more bamboo and fruit trees in Lishan Mountain.
The olive tree is finally improving, but the olives that grow are very small.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The apple tree is already half a person tall, and the apples it produces are the size of eggs. The bite is so astringent that it is difficult to swallow.
Zhang Yang planted these fruit trees to the south of the foothills of Lishan Mountain.
Li Yue and her daughter dug in the soil with small shovels, treating it as a family parent-child activity.
"There is a shortage of trees in Guanzhong. From now on, we in Lishan will take the lead in planting more trees."
Xiao Qingqing's little hands were dirty and her clothes were stained with mud. "Dad, let's plant some peach trees."
"The peaches grown in Guanzhong are not delicious."
"My daughter likes to eat peaches!" Xiao Qingqing said stubbornly.
"Then in the summer you can only eat peaches and not other fruits."
"No! We also need to eat courgettes. We should buy more courgettes, not just peaches, but also pears in autumn."
Li Yue picked up her daughter and said with a smile: "Your father is the minister of Taifu Temple. He has the final say on what to plant."
"Daddy, I still want to eat corn."
"There is no corn for you to eat now."
"Dad, what does corn look like?"
"When the Tang Dynasty conquers the world, you can eat it." Zhang Yang couldn't help but shake his head, regretting telling his daughter so much.
From April to May in Guanzhong, the first batch of new tea from Huainan arrived, and the first batch of tea leaves was half a stone.
They are all the best Mingqian spring tea. These tea leaves are enough for Lishan to drink, and there is a surplus for giving away.
Tea will continue to be delivered in the future.
Zhang Yang drank this year's new tea and exclaimed: "The price of tea in Guanzhong has gone up again."
The daughter-in-law is holding the tea bowl. Her slender fingers fit perfectly into the tea bowl, which is very pleasing to the eye.
Xiaohui nodded while holding the account book in her arms: "Master is right, the price of tea in Chang'an City has increased by 50% compared to last year."
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "It will continue to rise."
Tea leaves can be fried so they can be stored for a long time. For trade, the Western Regions and Turks do not have so many edible vegetables, so they need tea leaves.
Zhang Yang thought of various mutual trading strategies in later generations. When tea became an important commodity in trade, Lishan was not far away from making a fortune.
In fact, it is easy for Li Yue to take over the tea mountains in Huainan. With the current financial resources of his family, he can buy those tea mountains regardless of the cost, even if he spends money.
It’s just that the daughter-in-law doesn’t want to be taken advantage of, and she doesn’t want to spend so much money.
After drinking tea, Li Yue took his three disciples to calculate his family's property. The family now has 1.6 million guan in cash, and a lot of old money from the previous dynasty and Sui Dynasty was replaced with new ones in the palace and lost more than 2,000 guan.
Last year, the operating income of each factory was 60,000 guan, and nearly 5,000 guan was paid in taxes. Excluding various expenses and the purchase of flowers in the village, the surplus was less than 10,000 guan.
The tax revenue from the Hexi Corridor was 17,310 guan. After giving 30% to the DPRK and Central Government, the surplus was less than 6,000 guan.
After the sugar business was gone, Li Yue found that she couldn't make money so fast, and her family didn't make much money last year.
Counting the purchase of crops, not to mention the purchase of coal, stone, iron and other things last year.
Li Yue's abacus rattled, and his face became increasingly ugly.
At noon, she sat aside, with a face so aggrieved that she was about to cry, "Husband..."
Zhang Yang opened a bamboo tube and asked curiously: "What's wrong? Did you eat coptis?"
Li Yue put the accounts on the table and said with a bitter look on his face: "I lost money last year, two thousand guan."
Zhang Yang took a breath, Lishan actually lost money?
"Hey...what's the loss?"
She pursed her lips and gestured to look at the accounts.
Zhang Yang looked through the accounts and saw dense statistics as soon as he saw them. After quickly closing them, he rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "Just tell me."
"Last year, the village bought a lot of coal, stone and iron materials. Qingque actually spent 8,000 yuan for fine copper!"
Zhang Yang nodded, "That's what is needed for development, and it will be paid back in the future."
The thing that made her most aggrieved at this time was losing money. She had less money!
Even earning an extra penny would not make her so sad.
"Husband..."
"Um."
"Let's go and settle the debt with our father."
"Okay! Let's advertise it."
Li Yue withdrew her gaze again and said in a low voice: "That's all, my father lives such a simple life and has no money to repay our family."
She got up and walked outside the house, looking at the blue sky expressionlessly, feeling worried and sad.
Lishan actually lost money. Lishan actually lost money?
After so many years of business, there was a day when she lost money. She looked sad, as if she was in a dream...
The daughter was very ignorant and walked over to ask at this time, and heard her mother say a few words.
She walked to her father again, her face a little angry, "Dad! Our family is losing money?"
Zhang Yang was still reading the letter and nodded, "I understand."
“Mom said, dad’s pocket money for this year will be confiscated.”
Zhang Yang's hand holding the letter trembled obviously, but his expression remained calm, "I know, you go tell Uncle Wei Wang that our family has lost money."
"Xiong Da, let's go to find Uncle Wei Wang." Xiao Qingqing walked outside the door and said loudly.
The letter was sent by Pei Xuanji. What was written in the letter was the current situation of the seven clans and five surnames. Because of the previous debt transaction, Li Zhengzao sold all his family property, and now he has become a man with nothing.
Pei Xuanji's situation is not good either. He was wanted by the local officials in Fanyang for inciting students to cause trouble. Now he is hiding in Taiyuan again.
As for his debt being sold to Fan Yang, he has never sold it again. This method of buying and selling is still unacceptable to many people and is not considered properly.
Monk Huikang returned to Guoqing Temple in Yangzhou. He admitted that he was involved in the papermaking business and was still raising money, planning to come to Lishan to buy more.
The sale and purchase of debt does not affect the previous transactions. The monks in the Central Plains need papermaking technology so much. They need to use papermaking technology to write more scriptures. Their business is to make more people become monks.
Even though the DPRK and the Central Government have repeatedly restricted temples, Yangzhou is too far away from the emperor and has little impact on their territory.
At night, Zhang Yang was sitting in his study, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, "Daughter-in-law, do we have to be like this?"
"Well, my husband needs to write a self-reflection and write down clearly the reasons for losing money."
"What if I don't write?"
Li Yue raised her chin with dissatisfaction in her eyes, "You are not allowed to go back to the house to sleep."
"Wait a minute, this is not right. You are running Lishan. How can you say that it is all my responsibility? Husband and wife should share the responsibility."
Li Yue picked up the paper and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll write too."
Looking at the paper in front of her, Zhang Yang actually started writing before she started writing.
"If Lishan wants to develop, it naturally requires investment. At the beginning of last year, Lishan's soap workshop and paper mill were shut down for a long time. It is normal for them to lose money. There is no problem with your operation. I purchased iron ore and coal for future development.
, this loss is normal.”
The more she talked, the more vigorously she wrote.
Zhang Yang simply stood up and hugged her. She was still holding the pen in her hand, with a stubborn look in her eyes.
He had no choice but to comfort her and said: "Let's earn more this year and earn back."
"Then our family can no longer spend money carelessly."
"good."
Her tone was a little firm, "Only in, not out!"
"Um."
…
The next day, after the morning court, Li Shimin was walking by the Taiye Pool, which was still under construction, with Wang Gonggong's story beside him.
"Lishan actually lost money?"
The prince replied: "His Royal Highness King Wei's people sent news that Lishan not only did not make much money last year, but also suffered a lot of losses."
Li Shimin was in a good mood. This year, taxes from various places were handed over, and the court and the central government became rich again. He was very happy and said with a hearty smile: "Tell Cheng Yaojin and the others that I will hold a banquet in Xingqing Hall today."