Chapter 758: These should all belong to the Tang Dynasty
Liang Jianfang nodded pertinently, "The current Minister of Rites is Xu Jingzong. This Marquis of Lishan County is unpredictable. Even though he has left the court now, you can hear about the arrangements of the Ministry of Rites in the Western Regions all the way from the Hexi Corridor. Give Lishan County
There are also many people working in the county."
The two people's ideas were correct. Back then, Zhang Yang served as the Minister of Rites and managed the Western Regions for many years. The strength accumulated over the years was finally put to use.
After the soldiers entered the city and began to rest, Pei Xingjian told them about the situation in Persia.
Even Liang Jianfang felt that it would be unforgivable for a land as rich as Persia to fall into the hands of a cannibal.
In a mud house, Pei Xingjian, Liang Jianfang, Xue Rengui, and Zhang Shigui began to discuss the next situation.
If the estimate is correct, the cannibals are also intensifying their military strength, and they will not stop at the peak of their military power.
Moreover, the cannibal's troops and horses were also heavily burdened. If Persia could not be taken, the cost of this war would not be recovered.
After some discussion, they found that including the troops originally in Persia and the Guanzhong headquarters they brought, there were a total of 60,000 troops. If Wang Xuance went to Tibet to borrow troops successfully, he could capture Tianzhu before autumn and bring troops again.
In Persia, the number of soldiers and horses here can reach 100,000.
Persia's defensive posture from the beginning can be turned into an active offensive posture, dividing the army into four groups to attack the cannibal.
The map traces several marching routes from Persia to the west to the bay.
Seeing the mountains of treasures that Pei Xingjian and Xue Rengui had plundered in Persia again, Liang Jianfang was so angry that he stood up and said, "Damn it! Let those big cannibals occupy so much land, it is unforgivable!"
Pei Xingjian nodded, "That's right, God cannot tolerate it."
Liang Jianfang's blood boiled and he looked at the treasure with fiery eyes. He pulled out the horizontal sword from his waist and said, "You evil cannibal, let me show you the power of the Khan of Heaven."
Pei Xingjian still nodded and said in a low voice: "General, actually the cannibals don't understand the art of war."
"Hahaha!"
Liang Jianfang laughed wildly and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! These are all from the Tang Dynasty, all from the Tang Dynasty! They must be from the Tang Dynasty! When I rushed to the Anxi Protectorate, the court had already talked about firearms. This autumn, the Duan family
Father and son will send the firearms."
After saying that, he lifted up his belt again, and Liang Jianfang said again: "You have such a talent and a heavy responsibility. You can stay here for a while before going back."
Pei Xingjian had a successful smile on his face, "Accepting the order of the general, I will stay in Persia for a while."
On the first night after arriving in the Persian capital, Liang Jianfang and Pei Xingjian decided on a strategy to attack Dashi.
To the east of Dashi, past the snow-capped mountains, is Tubo. Wang Xuance has been in Tubo for some time.
At this moment he was sitting in front of Lu Dongzan.
Beside Ludongzan is his son Garchi Zhengzhuo.
This Gar is only ten years old, but he is a very clever boy. I heard that he was raised by a wise man from Tubo by the holy lake.
The wise man passed away after meeting the monk Xuanzang last year.
This child also returned to Lu Dongzan.
Wang Xuance didn't like the smell of burning cow dung, so he asked anxiously: "What did you say in Zamp's letter?"
Lu Dongzan is now in charge of all matters in Tubo. This prime minister has been busy quelling the civil strife in Tubo.
He looked at Gar again. This boy was eating tsampa without saying a word.
After a long time, Lu Dongzan put down the letter in his hand and whispered: "Tubo can lend you soldiers and horses and give you 10,000 warriors to attack the Tianzhu people."
Wang Xuance stood up and said, "Thank you very much."
Unlike Pei Xingjian, Wang Xuance is a free and easy man, courageous and not reckless.
Lu Dongzan whispered: "But Tubo will not give you young people under the age of fifteen."
When he said these words, he had a dark face. Tubo needed to recuperate. At this moment, he was very dissatisfied that Zanpu would agree to lend troops to the Tang people.
Wang Xuance touched Gar's head and said, "I wanted to take your son with me to attack Tianzhu."
Gar couldn't understand the Guanzhong dialect and just looked at Wang Xuance curiously.
At the moment, no one knew that this ten-year-old boy was the future Tibetan God of War.
Wang Xuance left the Tubo tribe with his troops and horses, and was stationed in the west to rest for a few days. During these days, Tianlu Dongzan began to lobby various ministries to gather 10,000 troops and attack the Tianzhu people under the orders of Tiankhan.
The West of the Tang Dynasty is making comprehensive preparations for the war in Dashi.
At this moment in Lishan, Zhang Yang had just returned from the fields and was still worried about the river in Guanzhong.
Next to her, Xiao Qingqing and Princess Xiao Sizi of Jinyang were eating rice cakes together, and they were sharing it with Xiong Da while they were eating.
Zhang Yang was annoyed and threw the memorial in reply to the imperial court into the furnace. The memorial suggesting that Li Shimin build a canal was rejected again.
"It is one thing to pay attention to the survival of the people. Today, the Khan of yours only allowed himself to build the Taiye Pond, and did not allow me, the Taifu Temple, to build the canal. How is it unreasonable!"
Zhang Yang was so angry that he felt a little angry again, so he took a sip of tea.
In May in Guanzhong, the weather got warmer and the family was very busy. Li Yue had nothing to do and came back with her two aunts to cut bamboo and feed it to the pandas.
Zhang Yang was looking through the memorial sent by the Ministry of Rites and frowned at the map.
Li Yue tied up her hair, rolled up her sleeves and helped her husband clean up the study.
I heard my husband’s complaints again.
"Why hasn't Wen Ting taken the southern part of Goguryeo? Is it so difficult to attack Silla and Baekje? It's been half a year."
Why is there no news in Nanzhao?
Zhang Yang scratched his head in pain and asked the people from the Braised Pork Gang to check on the bearded man, but there was still no news.
Seeing his wife coming with a broom, Zhang Yang raised his feet and asked her to clean the bottom of the table, and then asked: "Is there any news from Huainan?"
Li Yue shook his head and said: "It hasn't been delivered yet, it's only been two days, the news will be delivered soon."
After his wife cleaned the bottom of the table, Zhang Yang lifted his chair and asked her to clean the bottom of the chair. Then he cleaned up the scattered books in the study and opened the window for ventilation.
The study room at home is the messiest and has the most books.
As Li Tai expected, Li Ke lived in Huayin for half a month after marrying Hongnong Yang.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Shimin asked Li Ke to marry a woman from the Yang family of Hongnong in order to appease and attract the gentry of Huayin.
In comparison, Li Tai's marriage was much simpler and did not have much purpose.
The DPRK and China have formulated a new tax law. This tax law will only be used in the Hexi Corridor. The situation is such that it is impossible to use this tax law on a large scale in the Central Plains.
The court also had concerns. After all, the Zhenguan Dynasty had been light on corvee and low on taxes for ten years. If it changed overnight, at least some people would say that the Khan increased taxes, or at worst, some people would take the opportunity to cause trouble and rebel.
The emperor's reputation was also not good. After several weighings, the government and the government finally decided to implement it only in the Hexi Corridor.
Because Jiayuguan has just been completed, it is a new city, and those who trade with it are all outsiders.
Today Cen Wenwen came to inquire again. As the winery supervisor in Lishan, he is active and responsible for his work.
There were several generals experimenting with artillery outside Lishan Village. Li Jing rarely took over the task of dispatching troops and horses. This former general specialized in firearms and planned to formulate a method of war that would be compatible with firearms.
Cen Wenwen walked into the village and saw Zhang Yang with a sad face, "Why is the county prince so frowning?"
Zhang Yang stood up and said solemnly: "Why did the DPRK reject this proposal to build a canal?"
When asked about this matter, Cen Wenwen looked helpless and said in a low voice: "Xiang Fang and others said that now is the busy time for farming, and building canals will also lower the water level of the Jing River, and many towns and counties along the way will not agree.
Yes, this matter needs to be dealt with slowly."
Zhang Yang raised his head and said: "I originally wanted my heart to illuminate the moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch. Taifu Temple serves the country, the people, and the country. Why is it like this?"
Cen Wenwen kept walking and explained: "When the Zheng Guo Canal was being built, the resistance was so great, not to mention that it had only been a few years since the Tang Dynasty had brought peace to the world. It was enough to impeach the court. This time, the Prime Minister insisted that this matter should not be taken lightly."
"Any construction of rivers and canals must be reviewed and reviewed again. The Prime Minister hopes that the county prince will cherish his wings and stop saying such things."
Sighing in frustration, Zhang Yang said again: "Thank you, Brother Wen, for informing me."
Walking outside the wine shop, Cen Wenwen said discouragedly: "It's better if the county prince doesn't say that he will harm you because he is an official in the same dynasty. Besides, the post of Zhongshu's minister still belongs to the county prince. If you don't have something to do, don't go there."
Throw it on the lower official."
"Brother Wenwen, have you received your salary this year?"
Cen Wenwen nodded and said: "As a low-ranking official, I am also a secretary, superintendent, official, secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and many other positions. I have given all the salary I should have, and my family has calculated that there will be no shortage."
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"Huh? Why does the county prince look so bad?"
Zhang Yang sat on the stone with a sad look on his face again, "I haven't received a penny of salary until now."
Cen Wenwen smiled and advised: "Being an official in the dynasty is for the sake of the country, so this salary is not worth mentioning. The county prince's family is so rich, why do you still care about these salaries?"
To put it lightly, Zhang Yang scratched his head in pain and said sadly: "Several businesses we run in Lishan lost money last year. I am penniless now. Where did I get the money?"
Cen Wenwen's smile froze on his face, and he wanted to push Zhang Yang's hand away, but his hand was holding on to the corner of his clothes.
He said with a straight face: "County Marquis, not paying salary is your Majesty's business and has nothing to do with the subordinates. Please let it go! There are still business to be busy with."
Zhang Yang sniffed as if he was about to cry, "Brother Wenwen, how long have you and I known each other?"
Cen Wenwen thought about it carefully, "There have been four years, and this year is the fifth."
"That's right, I have always regarded Brother Wen as a close friend. I guess Brother Wen thinks so too."
Cen Wenwen nodded and still tried hard to push Zhang Yang's hand away. Why was this man so strong? He couldn't get away no matter what.
"Brother Wenwen, you won't die without saving me, will you?"
"No matter how difficult it is for the county magistrate, I will never leave you alone, so let me go."
Zhang Yang grabbed the corner of his clothes and dragged him to his eyes, "Brother Wenwen, your Majesty owes me the salary for so many years. Isn't it shameful?"
"It's really outrageous."
"As ministers, you should give advice."
"The county marquis is right. When I return to Chang'an, I will go and advise your majesty."
Finally, Zhang Yang let go, stood up with satisfaction and said, "That's it, I'd like to thank you."
Cen Wenwen looked at his official uniform that had been stretched out of shape, straightened it with all his strength, and saw that the county prince had already walked away.
The wages of avarice is death.
Even a penny can stump a hero.
Zhang Yang found Li Xiaogong again and said with a low expression: "Prince Hejian, I am sick."
Li Xiaogong carefully observed the picked grapes. The grapes were not yet ripe, and one that had just grown was larger than a grain of rice.
It happened that Li Tai also came.
Zhang Yang said sadly: "Your Highness, King Wei, Lishan has lost money."
Li Tai wrote lightly: "I know, my little niece has told me."
Then he also observed the grapes, and Li Xiaogong tasted one. The grape was so small that he couldn't taste it.
Li Tai also tasted one and said, "Well, it will grow in six or seven months. Please be at ease, uncle."
Li Xiaogong nodded seriously. Although he was usually confused, he looked at the grapes with a serious expression. He didn't dare to make any mistakes in the grapes on a hundred acres of land. He had to observe them at all times.
Zhang Yang grabbed Li Tai's lapel and said, "Your Highness, King Wei, Lishan has lost money."
Li Taiqian smiled and said: "Brother-in-law, Lishan will still make money this year."
"Your father has owed me my salary for several years. After all, I am also the minister of the Zhongshu Province. I have a salary of 300 dan a year. Counting the Minister of Taifu Temple and the Minister of Rites for six years, my salary should be 1,300 dan, a total of three hundred dan.
Will your father give you a salary of four thousand and four hundred stones?"
Li Tai wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "Ah, so many?"
"Yes, the salary your father owed me has never been paid back."
"That's not right." Li Tai waved his hand and said, "The emperor's uncle was fined one month for getting into trouble, and my brother-in-law was fined five years when he was serving as the Minister of Rites. It should be eleven hundred shilumime."
"It's been so difficult for me. Tian Khan's heart is so dark, damn it!"
Zhang Yang added: "I should also include the pieces of cloth, silk, pen and ink and other leisure rewards that I should have every year. Officials in the court who are ministers of the sixth department or above will be given extra lumi every festival."
Li Tai thought about it and said, "That's two thousand stones."
Zhang Yang looked at the rope on the beam in Prince Hejian's house that could be used to hang himself at any time. The rope swayed when the wind blew by.
"Prince Hejian, are you just going to watch His Majesty bully Lishan?"
"What do you want to do, kid?"
Hearing this, Li Tai slapped his thigh and laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, are you going to Chengtianmen to collect debts?"
Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "It's not that far."
"What are you going to do? Even if you call for father in Lishan Mountain, you won't get a salary."
Lishan lost money, and Zhang Yang was penniless. Then he wrote two memorials, "His Royal Highness the King of Wei named him."
Then he took out a memorial and gave it to Li Xiaogong, "Please ask the Prince of Hejian County to also name him."
The uncle and nephew were stunned on the spot, not knowing what Zhang Yang meant. Looking at the content of the memorial, it was written that he advised the emperor not to give him a salary, and that the Marquis of Lishan County had worked hard during his tenure, etc.
I also wrote down all the accounts, including the annual and monthly salary for each official position, plus the extra lumi to be given during the New Year and holidays.
If you still write that you owe salary and don’t pay it, you are not a son of man!
Li Tai was shaking while holding the pen, and he hesitated to write, "Brother-in-law, do you really want to write like this?"
"I asked your grandpa Huang to write it too."
Li Tai panicked again and said quickly: "I just owe my salary. It's not a big deal, so there's no need to go to war."