Preparing for this negotiation was like preparing for a war. Li Yue did not go to rest until he felt that there was no problem with the selection.
Chang'an City is still a prosperous scene. The people of the Tang Dynasty are arrogant and arrogant. Even if they are arrogant, no one will stop them.
Since this year, the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the Tang Dynasty has tended to be stable, and the voice of praising Tian Khan has resounded throughout the world.
From south to north in the desert, various countries and ministries built the Tiankhan Avenue, connecting the Anxi Protectorate and the Hanhai Protectorate.
There were literati and poets showing off their literary talents in Chang'an City, and there were warriors and warriors drinking furiously in the wine shops.
There are too many legends in Chang'an City, and people are discussing more and more stories about them.
Zhang Daan was walking on the streets of Chang'an City. It seemed that at this moment everyone felt that Datang would be better and stronger.
Walking through an alley, he heard a few traders discussing that there were fewer goods delivered to Chang'an City this year.
Someone else said that the factory in Lishan has been closed for half a year, and the goods produced by several large workshops in Guanzhong are getting less and less.
Zhang Daan's footsteps remained the same. He walked into an empty street and listened to his own footsteps. When he came to the lively Zhuque Street, he listened to the voices of people on the street. Some people said that food was cheap again this year.
Obviously such a big event happened in Luoyang, and the Yellow River flooded thousands of acres of fields, but food in Chang'an City was still so cheap.
Zhang Daan knew that this was due to the timely replenishment of grain in the official warehouse. The consumption of Lishan wine making alone was not enough to increase the price of grain in Chang'an City.
As he continued walking, he heard that the prices of various goods in Chang'an City had increased.
Walking to the official residence of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Daan heard several clerks discussing that the paper in the imperial court was about to run out again, but the factory in Lishan was still shut down.
People are forgetful, as if the entire city of Chang'an is in a state of intoxication.
In Zhongshu Province, Wei Zheng, Duke of Zheng, just came back from his busy schedule and asked the clerk beside him, "Where is the prime minister?"
Cen Wenwen replied: "I just came back from Lishan and went to Menxia Province without stopping."
Hearing this, Wei Zheng frowned and nodded.
Cen Wenwen also said: "Taxes from various places in Guanzhong are sent to Lishan, but there has been no reply so far."
In the imperial city, it was almost dusk now. There were officials going to drink in groups, and some people were leaving their residences in a hurry to take care of their families.
Officials in small groups were walking outside Zhuque Gate, heading towards the lively Zhuque Street.
Fang Xuanling held the file in hand and walked in the opposite direction with three or five minor officials.
He walked to the secretary's room and said to Liu Jie who was looking through the files: "How is the arrangement going?"
Liu Ji picked out several files and said, "Fang Xiang, they are all ready."
There are so many things at this moment, and there are still many hidden dangers under the prosperity of Chang'an City.
Fang Xuanling took Liu Jie all the way to Ganlu Hall.
In the Manlu Palace, Li Shimin was eating. When he heard the eunuch's report, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "Invite people here."
"Here."
The sound of hurried footsteps came closer and closer. Fang Xuanling held up the file with both hands and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have something important to report."
Li Shimin stepped forward and supported Fang Xuanling, who was saluting, "We're not in the court, so you don't have to be so reserved."
Fang Xuanling handed over the file with both hands, still maintaining a salute posture, "Your Majesty, these are the recent price changes in Chang'an City. Please give your Majesty a clear view."
Li Shimin felt that Fang Xuanling's behavior was strange, so he reached out to take the memorial and read the contents of the file.
What catches my eye are the prices from the beginning of this year to the end of May.
Frowning and looking through the pages, Li Shimin sat down again and said, "Xuanling, what does this mean?"
In the quiet Manna Palace, the eunuchs and maids breathed carefully.
Fang Xuanling nodded and said: "Your Majesty, the change of three taels of silver may not matter. Prices in Chang'an have risen again and again since the beginning of the year. Lishan's production has had a huge impact on other workshops in Guanzhong. Once Lishan stops production, the objects in Chang'an will disappear.
A rising tide lifts all boats.”
Li Shimin frowned and said: "Even if Lishan stops production, it will not cause the price of goods in Chang'an City to rise."
"I thought so at first. Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to take a closer look. Once Lishan stops providing goods, merchants will inevitably try to raise prices."
"Besides..." Fang Xuanling paused, and then said: "There are still firearms in Lishan. The veteran went to Lishan and met Her Royal Highness the Princess and the County Marquis. The veteran and the couple talked for a long time.
, all feel that Lishan and the court should have a conversation, and this conversation involves the sale of goods, Lishan production, firearms, and land taxation."
Li Shimin rubbed his temples in distress and said, "Xuanling, do you know how difficult it is to negotiate terms with Zhang Yang?"
Fang Xuanling added: "I am willing to take people there myself."
Looking at Fang Xuanling's expression, it seems that the relationship between Lishan and the court has reached a point where it must be discussed.
The court's purse is already full, and there will be no shortage of money in a short time.
Li Shimin's expression was still suspicious, "Does the court really want to talk to Lishan?"
"I think it's always good to be prepared for a rainy day."
Li Shimin took a sip of tea and did not immediately comment.
Fang Xuanling bowed and said: "Your Majesty, if Lishan is not controlled, it will escape the control of the court. It will be even more difficult to control it in the future."
"Even if I send troops to surround Lishan, won't it work?"
Fang Xuanling finally straightened up and whispered: "Your Majesty, even if Lishan is surrounded, is there any difference between Lishan now and before?"
Li Junxian interrupted the conversation between the monarch and the minister in front of him. He said loudly: "Your Majesty, there is a letter from Lishan."
"Hand it over."
"Here."
Li Junxian didn't know the argument between the Prime Minister and His Majesty in front of him, so he just held the letter in both hands and handed it over.
Li Shimin opened the Lishan paper used for the letter and looked at the content on it. He couldn't help but smile, "How dare you, Zhang Yang, ask me for five hundred thousand yuan! Xuanling, take a look at it too."
Fang Xuanling took the letter with both hands and looked at the content of the letter. The letter was about firearms casting. Lishan handed over a deal worth 500,000 yuan to His Majesty, and also explained Lishan in the letter.
Intent to negotiate with the court.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Your Majesty, Lishan is not allowed to expand wantonly."
Li Shimin turned his back and whispered: "There are too many people in the world worse than Zhang Yang."
After a moment of silence, the emperor finally sighed and said: "Then let's talk, whether it's the five hundred thousand guan matter or Lishan in the future."
Fang Xuanling replied: "I will go and prepare now."
A decision was made in Ganlu Hall, and Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuji were surprised when they heard the news.
As a result, Changsun Wuji hurriedly went to see His Majesty again.
When everyone is immersed in this prosperity, few people pay attention to the undercurrents beneath the prosperity.
Lishan prides itself on being a production collective, like a huge workshop.
It is very interesting that this huge workshop has to negotiate head-on with the court.
No matter how you think about it, it seems a bit incredible.
Some people say that the court is going to start a war.
Cen Wenwen hurried to Lishan and found the owner of Lishan who was watering vegetables. "The County Marquis and the Prime Minister are already making arrangements. They said that the conversation will take place in three days."
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Brother Laowen is here, do you want to eat grapes?"
"Grape?"
Before Cen Wenwen could recover from his surprise, Zhang Yang took out a bunch of grapes from the yard of Li Xiaogong's house.
The grapes are green in color and the particles are very small.
Zhang Yang grinned and said: "These are the grapes we grew ourselves. These days, the princes of Hejian County live under the grape trellis and guard the grape fields with their troops every day."
Cen Wenwen took one off and tasted it. It was so sour that his expression turned bitter for a while.
"Not delicious, is it?"
"Yeah." Cen Wenwen nodded with a grimace.
"Before they are ripe, after half a month of sunlight, the sugar inside the grapes will produce sweetness through the light, and they will be sweet."
Zhang Yang smiled again and said: "In the past, grapes could only be enjoyed by the Tian family, or the rich and powerful. What we at Taifu Temple want to do is to hope that these grapes can enter thousands of households, so that ordinary people can eat grapes."
Cen Wenwen asked in confusion: "So grapes can be grown in Guanzhong?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "Actually, it was successful last year. Guanzhong is certainly suitable for growing grapes. It is hot and rainy in summer, with occasional droughts, and cool in autumn. This is the climate of Guanzhong. Compared with other places in the Central Plains, Guanzhong has always had sufficient sunlight.
, it’s just that our fertilization methods and cultivation techniques are different.”
Washing off the mud in his hands, Zhang Yang looked to the north of the Wei River, "Actually, Weibei is more suitable for growing grapes because the terrain there is higher. The higher terrain means a larger temperature difference between day and night, and more sunlight during the day. Grapes grown there
It will also be sweeter.”
Zhang Yang ate a grape. He didn't feel uncomfortable because of the sour and bitter grapes. Instead, he had a smile on his face.
With this result, Zhang Yang felt that the hardship was nothing.
Zhang Yang put the grapes into a bamboo basket and said, "Brother Wenwen, I'll give you this bunch of grapes."
Cen Wenwen took it with a wry smile, "The official is here to inform the county marquis that the conversation between the court and Lishan is scheduled for three days later, on May 30th."
Taking him to the entrance of the village, Zhang Yang looked at a nearby house that was being repaired. This house was built with a simple wooden frame, "This is the place where Lishan and Chaotang talked."
Cen Wenwen stopped and asked in confusion: "Why did the Prime Minister insist on talking to Lishan? What did the County Marquis say to him?"
"It's nothing."
Zhang Yang stood there with his hands folded.
"The county prince didn't want to say anything, and the subordinate officials didn't ask any more questions."
"Without it, it's just that Lishan and Chaotang rely on each other. Brother Wenwen, don't worry too much. This must be a very pleasant conversation."
Cen Wenwen repeatedly raised his hands and said, "I hope so."
The more Zhang Yang said this, the less Cen Wenwen believed that this conversation could go smoothly.
It was like this last time too...
After bidding farewell to Cen Wenwen, Zhang Yang returned home, where his wife and Xiaohui were still preparing for this negotiation.
Zhang Yang looked around, "Where are the younger brothers and sisters?"
Li Yue said without raising her head: "I said we went to pick vegetables together, and aunt was watching them."
"The news has been sent that North Korea and China plan to hold negotiations in three days."
Xu Hui, who was sorting out Lishan's accounts, let out a sigh of relief and placed an account book heavily on the table, "Well, there's enough time."
Lishan is preparing for this negotiation.
The court was also in a quarrel because of this negotiation.
This negotiation involves firearms casting, and among the generals, Li Daliang, Cheng Yaojin, Niu Jinda and others are all going.
But civil servants are good at negotiation, so the civil servants wanted to leave it to them this time.
The generals were not happy again, so they started fighting again in the Manlu Hall.
Li Shimin looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and almost didn't want to be the emperor. Then he asked the more stable Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong to go to Lishan together.
It was expected that Cheng Yaojin, Li Daliang, Niu Jinda and others would not give up, so Li Shimin let them go. The punishment for a group of old people who did not cultivate their salaries was still not enough.
This was the first formal conversation between the court and Li Shan. Li Shimin also planned to go there in person, and the emperor wanted to personally attend.
Late at night, Fang Xuanling was sitting in his study making final arrangements for this negotiation.
Fang Yi pushed open the door and walked into the study and whispered: "Father, it's getting late."
"well……"
Fang Xuanling sighed, still focusing on the memorial in front of him.
Seeing this, Fang Yizhi asked tentatively: "Is it because we are not sure about going to Lishan to negotiate?"
Fang Xuanling just nodded and said: "Yes."
"My father has been very worried since he came back from Lishan. If he doesn't rest, my mother will probably lose her temper again."
Fang Xuanling whispered: "After a trip to Lishan Mountain, I always feel uneasy."
"How could this happen?"
Fang Yizhi asked subconsciously.
"Fang! You can't survive this day!"
The angry scolding of his wife, Mrs. Lu, could be heard outside the house.
Fang Yizhi cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "Mother..."
Hearing this, Fang Xuanling put down her pen and walked out of the study.
Fang Yizhi shook his head and smiled bitterly. He tidied his father's study and occasionally read the imperial memorials. On weekdays, he could also help his father with messages and errands.
Holding the scroll in his hand, he frowned and thought about how his father's words could make his father comment on Lishan like this. What kind of strange person is Zhang Yang?
I had met him a few times before, and Zhang Yang seemed very ordinary at that time.
Now my father is so uneasy.
Three days are very short, and they are busy for both Lishan and Chaozhong.
Zhang Yang brought his daughter to listen to his master's lectures, and Xiao Qingqing unexpectedly became an observer in the class.
Listening to the conversation between dad and master was like a class.
Zhang Gongjin asked in confusion: "Do you really want to talk to the DPRK like this?"
"Well, let's negotiate the rules with the DPRK and China first. It will be good for Lishan in the future."
"What do you want from court?"
Zhang Yang crossed his legs and shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and said with emotion: "When Lishan, a large production collective, reaches a certain scale, more and more interested parties will be involved. Lishan needs to get on the right track and needs permission from the court.
Assure."
"I didn't think this was important before, because the industry in Lishan was not big at that time. There were members of the imperial court in Lishan, and there were also dividends from His Majesty. I want to integrate these interests and turn Lishan from a small workshop into a big one.
Part of the Tang Sheji."
Zhang Gongjin nodded and said: "Well, no one will come to shake Lishan's position from now on. Your ambition is really great."
"Teacher..." Zhang Yang said again: "The Tang Dynasty is too poor, and the material foundation of the Tang Dynasty is too poor. I hope that the Tang Dynasty will be better and more beautiful."