"Fang Xiang..." Zhang Yang let out a long sigh and nodded to show his approval, "Well, it's tricky."
Li Tai still asked his bodyguard to bring grapes, handed them to Cen Wenwen, and asked, "Did the court say anything else?"
Cen Wenwen explained: "There has been no discussion in the court. It was only after the Prime Minister spoke to His Majesty that the official came to Lishan."
Zhang Yang said with a smile: "In front of you, there is Sun Wuji who is targeting you, in the back you are worried about your husband, and now your majesty is eager to try and come to Lishan to rob you. I am worried about the future of Lishan."
"The county prince is overthinking it. As long as Lishan doesn't do anything extraordinary, Lishan will be fine."
Li Tai looked at his brother-in-law, then looked at Cen Wenwen, and sighed: "Servant Cen still has to go to the wine shop to look at the accounts."
"You can go and do it yourself. I hope that Lishan will be able to fulfill the contract when the title deed of Taiyuan is delivered to the county marquis."
After that, Cen Wenwen left with the basket in one hand.
Li Tai scratched his head and said, "Brother-in-law, the Prime Minister is a very difficult person to deal with."
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "I know."
"When the Prime Minister was in the Qin Palace, he had been in charge of military affairs for many years. He was very resourceful. My father often said that planning strategies would determine the success of the country."
"Your Highness, King Wei, don't think too much. The academy will be built in a few days. Don't be distracted by these things."
It is a hot summer day in Guanzhong, and the bears at home are always listless.
Bears also need to dissipate heat. Xiao Qingqing will feel even hotter when sitting on the bear's back.
She hurried back to the house wearing straw sandals, and hurriedly took out ribbons. When she had nothing to do, she would tie up all the bear's hair, like little braids standing up.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang and Li Yue woke up from their nap and saw that the bear now looked like a big hedgehog.
Xiao Qingqing was still very satisfied with her results, "Dad, will Xiong Da not feel hot anymore?"
It was still quite cool in the house. Zhang Yangguang walked barefoot and sat on a small stool bored, "Well, pay attention to the skin diseases of big bears. Where are the little bears at home?"
"Grandma Wang cut them all."
Aunt Wang thinned the hair of the other cubs to help them dissipate heat.
Xiao Qingqing was reluctant to have the bear's fur cut off, but if the bear's fur was kept covered, it would be bad for their heat dissipation and skin. After all, this is Guanzhong.
It will also get sick under the sweltering heat.
Look at the big bear sleeping next to little Qingqing. As long as he can be by his little master's side, his hair doesn't matter.
My son is almost one year old. Now he can only bark and occasionally say a word or two. He is sleeping soundly in his stroller.
The younger brothers and sisters had just woken up from their lunch break. They were sitting listlessly by the Huaqing Pool, with their feet soaked in the water so they could still feel some coolness.
Aunt Yang came with a file, "The county prince sent it from the palace."
Zhang Yang took the file and took a look at it. His Majesty kept his promise and really sent the tea mountain from Taiyuan. With this title deed, Lishan can go and collect the land at any time.
Walking into his study room, Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the toys on the desk, and even the remaining half of the cake.
Not knowing what his daughter was doing when she sneaked into the study, Zhang Yang placed the file on top of the bookshelf, then took down a volume of account books from the shelf beside him, "Your Highness, Prince Jin."
Li Zhi heard the sound and came over, "Here, what are your orders?"
"Please, His Highness King Jin, please give this account to the soldiers at the entrance of the village and ask them to deliver it to the Prime Minister's house and give it to the Prime Minister."
"Um."
"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang stopped him again and warned: "Go to your uncle and tell him that the grapes can be sold."
"good."
Li Zhi received the words and left with Li Fu and Li Ming.
Looking at the desk again, he put down all his daughter's toys and ate the remaining half of the cake. He looked at her writing and drawing, as if she was learning handwriting.
Zhang Yang packed up his study, looked at Shangguan Yi's Taifu Temple memorial, sorted it out and sent it to the court.
Many matters in Taifu Temple should be reported and still need to be reported.
Shangguan Yi was very busy these two days, looking at the number of acres of land in the memorial. These acres were from nearby villages and counties that were willing to cooperate with Taifu Temple.
The policy of returning farmland to forest is in the interest of Grape, and they are willing to cooperate.
Grapes are seasonal fruits, so planting them temporarily is out of the question.
They were not afraid that Taifu Temple would default on their debts, and were willing to plant trees in the barren fields first, and then plant grapes in time for the next year. Shangguan Yi estimated that there would be more than 600 acres of land in Guanzhong for planting next year.
His estimate is probably not wrong.
As soon as the matter went through his mind, Zhang Yang felt something was wrong again and remembered Cen Wenwen's words.
Suddenly, I felt that it was not appropriate to ask Li Zhi to send a message to Fang Xuanling.
Lishan originally didn't know that the prime minister mentioned this matter to His Majesty.
Cen Wenwen did not explicitly say that it was the Fang Xiang who told this matter.
As soon as the housing minister gets the accounts, he will inevitably feel that Lishan is suspicious, and Lishan's character is quite lacking.
"Brother Wenwen, you are hurting me again."
Zhang Yang sighed solemnly, and he was dismissed again. We really cannot underestimate the smart people in the world, every one of them has become a human being.
The voices of children could be heard outside the house, and Xiao Wu had already begun giving math lessons to his younger siblings.
Now they have three classes every day, one with Xiaohui explaining classics to them, one with Li Yue's Ming Jing class, and one with Xiao Wu's math class.
Every three days there is physical education class. Zhang Yang accepted the tea from his wife. It was too late to stop Li Zhi now. He had probably already handed over the accounts.
Xiao Qingqing has made progress in writing recently, and her skills are also better. Now she is practicing kicking in front of Aunt Wang, and she is pretty good at it.
"Dad, we are running out of bamboo at home."
Zhang Yang compiled the memorials from Taifu Temple and nodded: "Let's go chop bamboo now."
After that, they walked out of the study, and the father and daughter put on their straw sandals and went out together. Aunt Wang squinted at the way the father and daughter walked and said: "Your Highness, look at the way the little princess and the county prince walk."
Li Yue packed up the books to dry, looked up and saw her daughter walking out of the house beside her husband.
The father and daughter walk in exactly the same way. This sight makes people smile.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Yang took his daughter to the bamboo forest. From here, you can see the academy under construction in the distance. The roof of the academy has been built. The roof of the academy has been built.
At the back are rows of small houses. These small houses are used as dormitories. They are all small bungalows.
There are only three floors at most. The craftsmen who built the academy came from the Ministry of Industry and did not dare to go too far in the construction.
Xiao Qingqing picked up the bamboo branches on the ground, and soon she was holding a large pile in her arms. Her little face was red from scratches, and her hands and feet were quite nimble.
The father and daughter chopped bamboo and rested by the ditch.
Zhang Yang dug holes in the bamboo joints with the knife in his hand, then picked up a stone and polished the burrs off the bamboo joints. He took out a whistle he had prepared, disassembled the bottom of the whistle, and put it on the bamboo joints. A simple
The recorder is ready.
Holding it in his hand, Zhang Yang recalled the music and started playing.
Xiao Qingqing looked at the flute in surprise, "It sounds good."
Zhang Yang patiently taught her how to play the flute, "Let's play with it."
She played with it with both hands happily.
Being a father is also a lot of relief. My daughter finally has a toy that normal children like. She can't like cannons all day long.
Zhang Yang whispered: "When I was your age, my father had never used the flute."
"Yeah?"
"Well." Zhang Yang explained: "Your father and I were born in a very remote mountain village. Later, after studying for a long time, I went to a place further away from my hometown. At that time, I played with other children and found out that they started to have people when they were young.
Teach them how to play the flute."
She didn't listen to the next words at all, but played the flute again and again. Although she didn't play well, she often played too softly or too hard.
Zhang Yang put the bamboo basket on his back and said, "Let's go home."
She followed her father's footsteps with her short legs, and was still trying to play the flute. Every time her little hand released a hole, the flute would make a different sound.
The sound of the recorder attracted Big Bear. When he saw his little master coming back, he quickly got up and came closer.
My daughter can now ride on the back of a bear and play the recorder, which makes her childhood life a little more fun.
Zhang Yang split all the young bamboo in the bamboo basket and threw it to the pandas at home.
Pandas are obviously better at adapting to the environment than brown bears, and they are also used to eating bamboo in Guanzhong.
When the hot summer season arrives in Guanzhong, the entire city of Chang'an seems to have become quiet. In the evening, the city regains its vitality.
Prince Hejian's subordinates took carts of grapes to Chang'an City to sell them. A pound of grapes could be sold for two hundred yuan.
This price is much cheaper than Gaochang grapes, especially fresh grapes. They were quickly sold out and made more than 2,000 yuan.
In the evening, Li Xiaogong brought a cart full of copper coins to share.
"The land was given to you originally, and no one family takes advantage of your family. The people who grow the grapes belong to the king himself."
"Well, Prince Hejian is right. The labor force is all yours. How about we, Lishan, get 60%?"
"You Lishan often say that labor is very important. I have put in a lot of labor, and I have to share it with the grape growers. They also have to support their families."
Zhang Yang asked, "What does the Prince of Hejian County think?"
Li Xiaogong thought about it: "Lishan takes 30%, and 70% belongs to me."
"Let's do this." Zhang Yang changed his words and said, "We at Lishan will still be at 30%, and you will remain at 70%."
"Um."
"But two of your 70% will be given to my daughter, so Lishan will have 30%, Xiao Qingqing will have 20%, and you will have 50%."
Li Xiaogong secretly sighed at the cleverness and nodded: "It's fine, as long as Lishan doesn't take advantage, the mother-in-law at home won't make trouble, and I can go back and have an explanation."
Li Xiaogong didn't care at all about such a small amount of money, but as we all know, the grapes were grown on the land of Prince Hejian County. His mother-in-law has been very arrogant these days, and she has to consider the feelings of her family when dividing the accounts.
While the two were counting the money and sharing it, Li Xiaogong asked: "I heard about the Hexi Corridor. Fang Xuanling is targeting him?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "The prime minister was worried about the country and the people. He felt that Lishan Mountain had merit and could be used for the construction of the country, so he came to ask about it."
"Why did I hear Qingque say that the housing minister was dissatisfied with Lishan's earning so much?"
Zhang Yang laughed and said: "Hahaha! How could it be possible? We at Lishan have always been fair, and the prime minister is also doing Lishan's good."
"really?"
Hearing that he was still asking, Zhang Yang said impatiently: "This fat man doesn't talk about anything!"
"We didn't suffer any loss, did we?"
"I didn't suffer any loss. I even made a mountain of tea. The room manager and I each got what we needed. The room manager's intention in asking for the accounts was probably to grab the throat of Guanwai."
Li Xiaogong scratched his head, "Huh? How much did I count?"
Zhang Yang still counted and said calmly: "Three hundred dollars."
"really?"
"Ouch...wrong, you have already counted four hundred dollars."
Li Xiaogong continued to count, but eventually he got tired of counting, so he simply packed a bag of copper coins and left. On the books, he still got 50%.
As for the extra ones...just give them to Xiao Qingqing.
Why is my daughter so lovable? What should I do if she is spoiled in the future?
Zhang Yang put the copper coins in a sack and made sure there were no coins left on the ground before walking back to the mountain.
The grapes grown in Taifu Temple caused quite a stir in Chang'an City. People who saw the grapes felt like they were dreaming.
Just courgettes and courgettes, no one pays much attention to them.
Grapes are a rare item, and I heard that Taifu Temple will continue to grow grapes. Many people in Chang'an City are looking forward to the future.
Grapes can be sold until August, but the weather turns cold in September. Shangguanyi calculated that based on the current growth rate of the grapes, he could sell them for up to 5,000 yuan.
One hundred acres of real estate is worth five thousand yuan. Shangguan Yi recorded the results of this time.
Increasing the value of land is one of the goals of Taifu Temple, and it is a means to curb land mergers.
Shangguan Yi is not optimistic about Zhang Yang's idea and feels that such a single measure is not enough.
Therefore, since ancient times, powerful and aristocratic families have always taken land acquisition as their main business. Whenever someone becomes an official from a peasant household, they will think of acquiring more land for their family.
Anyone with connections will do something about this and try their best to turn the money in their hands into fields.
Fortunately, food is now cheap in the Tang Dynasty. After the Yellow River flood season this year, the price of rice in Luoyang fluctuated slightly, rising to six cents per dou of rice, but it still did not shake the price of four cents per dou of rice in Chang'an City.
Now is not a year of disaster, but food is cheap.
Shangguan Yi has experienced disaster years, and he has seen what people are like during disaster years.
The imperial doctor arranged by the palace came to Lishan to check Princess Wei's pregnancy. Li Yuan was getting older. After Wang Gui came to Lishan, the elderly group here grew stronger.
Li Yuan, Ouyang Xun, Wang Gui, and Zhang Gongjin often sit together and talk about old times.
When Zhang Yang passed by with his daughter, he heard them scolding Yu Wenhuaji.
I hurriedly covered my daughter's ears, fearing that she would learn the dirty words coming out of these old men's mouths.
Xiao Qingqing hung the two fish around the bear's neck, rode on the bear's back and played the flute all the way home.
The account books of the Hexi Corridor were handed over to Fang Xuanling. The Prime Minister never mentioned Lishan again. He was immersed in Datang's export business.
Exports are also a powerful tool for the country. If used properly, they can end a war or start another.
Chao Zhong tasted the benefits of exporting, just like a hungry wolf smelling meat.
Zhang Yang waved his fan and said to his wife: "The Tang Dynasty is going to get rich, and it is more urgent for us to control human resources."