In Zhongshu Province, a group of civil servants left and stood under the eaves. At this moment, low voices came from Zhongshu Province. It was Xu Jingzong and Fang Xiang talking.
The sound sounded very hazy outside, and there was a rumble of thunder, and the interior of Zhongshu Province flickered in and out of light.
Outside Zhongshu Province, there were strong winds and heavy rain, and the heavy rain was like the sky pouring water, and the rain was roaring.
At this moment, under the eaves of Zhongshu Province, everyone was divided into two groups. One group was officials from the Ministry of Rites headed by Li Yifu.
On the other side were Tang Shanshi and Zhang Xing, the civil servants of Zhongshu Province.
The two parties were still angry, and Tang Shanshi's blue eyes were still aching. Seeing the other party's frivolous smile, he shouted angrily: "Li Yifu, don't be so arrogant when you write essays!"
Hearing this, Li Yifu took a step forward and sarcastically said: "You guys deal with the Ministry of Rites in everything, and I've been putting up with it for a long time! Don't bully others too much."
"It's your etiquette department who is being aggressive!"
"You fart!" Li Yifu immediately took another step forward and punched the opponent in the face again.
"You rabble!" Tang Shanshi shouted angrily, covering his other eye in pain and crying.
"Who are you calling a rabble?"
This sentence directly hit the sore point of many civil servants in the Ministry of Rites. Originally, most of the people in the Ministry of Rites were taken in by the Ministry of Rites after failing the imperial examination.
These words offended everyone.
Li Yifu, who was originally from a humble background, was filled with anger and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Beat me!"
"ah!"
The two parties fought again. The eaves were no longer enough for the current battlefield, and everyone fought in the rain.
A group of civil servants struggled together in the heavy rain. Both sides used their official uniforms to distinguish whether they were members of their own group.
Li Yifu punched and kicked, showing off his grace as he entered the court in the rain.
When His Majesty returned to Chang'an City, the thunderstorm also stopped.
Li Shimin drank tea and sat by the stove to ward off the cold. He listened to the eunuch's report and frowned, "The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Education are fighting again?"
Eunuch Wang replied: "After the rain stopped, they gave up and asked people from the Imperial Medical Office to look at the injury."
"Alas..." Li Shimin sighed sadly and said: "Everyone who participated in this fight will be punished. If they do it again, I will punish them severely."
"Here."
The prince hurriedly left the Manna Hall to deliver a message.
Not long after, the guards outside the palace came to report, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister and Xu Shangshu are here."
Li Shimin nodded and said, "Please come in."
After telling His Majesty about Nanzhao's affairs, the Nanzhao envoys were summoned at the court meeting the next day.
The DPRK still agreed to send troops to aid Nanzhao, but Tian Khan wanted to send more troops to Jiannan Road first and send officials to inquire about the situation in Nanzhao.
Duluo, the Nanzhao envoy, was very tired after half a day of court discussions. He sat in the posthouse and kept pouring tea into his mouth.
Songtsen Gampo, who had also lived in the post house for a long time, sat at his table and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry too much."
Duluo was still wearing the clothes of a Nanzhao man. He couldn't hide his anxious look and said: "Tian Khan did not say that he would send troops to Nanzhao, but Tian Khan is willing to rush to help Persia, which is farther away."
With some anger in his words, Songtsen Gampo comforted him and said: "I heard the news from people in the court. Tian Khan has sent people to Jiannan Road to increase troops. If the situation is true, they will rush to help."
After saying that, Songtsen Gampo poured him a bowl of wine.
They were all envoys living in Chang'an City. Duluo admired this Tibetan Zanpu very much. Even if he was held in Chang'an City as a hostage, he decided to come to Chang'an for the sake of Tubo's peace.
He whispered: "Zamp is a very powerful person."
Songtsan Gampo laughed and said: "There is a saying in the Central Plains that you are born at the wrong time. Now the Tang Dynasty is very powerful, and there are too many capable people in the Tang Dynasty."
Duluo swallowed his drink and said with emotion: "We have been exchanging news for a year. What else does Tian Khan have to wait for? Our people will be gone."
This is a helpless man. Songtsen Gampo wanted to treat this helpless weakling in front of him as a gift to a very important person.
After hesitating for a moment while holding the wine bowl, he said: "The messenger wants to meet with me. Maybe he can help you solve your current worries."
"Can anyone help Nanzhao?"
Songtsen Gampo patted his shoulder and stood up, gesturing for him to follow.
By the Weishui River, Zhang Yang was taking his daughter to count the saplings that had just been planted by the Weishui River.
Listening to her counting, Zhang Yang corrected him: "You just counted one hundred, why did you count back to eighty?"
"Um?"
She looked back doubtfully and counted again.
"The county lord, Songtsen Gampo is here."
Hearing this, Zhang Yang looked towards the entrance of the village and saw Songtsen Gampo standing not far away with a man.
Zhang Yang walked forward with his daughter and Xiong Da, folded his hands and asked, "Zanpu, why are you here again? Aren't you afraid of being blown to death?"
Songtsen Gampo smiled heartily and said: "No, cannons don't have eyes, but people do."
He then introduced: "This is Duluo, the envoy of Nanzhao."
Xiao Qingqing knew Songtsen Gampo, but she didn't like Songtsen Gampo. With a look of contempt in her eyes, she sat cross-legged on the bear's back with her hands clasped in her hands.
Duluo immediately knelt on the ground, leaned down facing the muddy ground and said loudly: "Please also ask the county prince to save Nanzhao."
Zhang Yang turned his back and didn't look at him.
The other party didn't reply. Duluo frowned and looked at Songtsen Gampo. This action was what he requested. According to his words, he had to kneel down and ask for help immediately.
Seeing that Zhang Yang ignored the Nanzhao envoy and was about to leave, Songtsan Gampo stepped forward and said again: "County Marquis, this is a good opportunity."
"Zanpu, I am just a county prince, and now I am just a minister of Taichang Temple. If you want to save Nanzhao, I can't do it."
"The county prince really can't do it." Songtsen Gampo said again.
"Then why did you bring people with you?"
Seeing the displeasure on Zhang Yang's face, Songtsen Gampo quickly said: "The county prince, in fact, the reason why he came to Lishan to kneel down and beg for help was not to save Nanzhao."
At this moment, even Nanzhao envoy Duluo was surprised. He looked at Songtsan Gampo in confusion when he heard these words. Sometimes he looked angry and felt that he had been deceived.
"Zamp, I'm very busy."
"What can the county be busy with? The heavy rain has just passed, and the autumn harvest will be delayed for a few days."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Yang glanced at the wheat in the field, nodded and said: "That's why I don't want to chat with Zamp, it's too boring."
Songtsen Gampo whispered: "The Ministry of Rites must have made arrangements for Nanzhao."
He looked back at the Nanzhao envoy. This man was not very tall. Because he had just bent down to kowtow, there was still some dirt on his forehead.
Now this man's expression is very complicated, including fear, anxiety, and anger.
This expression is really wonderful.
"Zanpu also wants to interfere in Nanzhao's affairs?"
Without waiting for his reply, Zhang Yang said again: "I advise Zanpu not to interfere. If you ruin the arrangements of the court, Zanpu will also be punished."
"The county prince has misunderstood, and Tubo will not interfere."
After saying that, Songtsen Gampo helped Duluo, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said: "In the past two years in Chang'an City, I often read classics, and I also know a lot about Nanzhao."
He took two steps back and forth, and then said: "Now Nanzhao is divided into four small tribes, and Duluo is located in Nanzhao in the Weishan area."
Du Luo couldn't help but nod.
Of course, Chang'an City has books about Nanzhao, most of which were left behind by the Sui Dynasty. The name Nanzhao is not the name of a country, but the name of a tribe. Of course, people call themselves a small country and come to pay tribute to the Tang Dynasty.
No one stopped me.
As Songtsen Gampo said, in addition to Nanzhao, there were several other imperial edicts on the other side of the Tang Dynasty.
It has been decades since the records were recorded back then, and Zhang Yang doesn’t know what the situation has been like during this time.
Just know that it is in Kunchi or should it be called Erhe River now?
There are other small tribes standing around the big lake, namely Yue Xi Zhao, Lang Qiong Zhao and Shi Lang Zhao.
Nanzhao is just one of them.
Songtsan cadre asked again: "Don't the Tang Dynasty want to unify the south?"
Zhang Yang smiled, and he smiled a little happily. After all, it was Songtsen Gampo who unified all the Tubo tribes. He had been settling down in Chang'an City for so many years, crazily replenishing the knowledge of various classics in Chang'an City.
When he unified the Tubo tribe, he also felt that the Tang Dynasty should take this opportunity to unify that area.
"Since Zamp has thought of it, the DPRK will also think of it."
"Has Tian Khan already planned this?"
Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "Tian Khan is a benevolent and wise king. How could such a wise king attack those small tribes that Qiu Bubu did not attack? This is not the style of our Tang Dynasty."
Songtsen Gampo said again: "Then let Duluo lead the army to be the Khan of Heaven and unify Nanzhao."
Duluo was trembling now. Listening to the words of the county prince and Zanpu, he seemed to have heard something terrible.
Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "So it was a very wise thing for Tian Khan to let Zanpu come to Chang'an City. If people like you stay in Tubo, the Tubo people will always be a big worry for me in the Tang Dynasty. I am now
I'm a little glad, I'm glad I made the decision."
There was a thunderstorm yesterday, and the breeze is blowing very comfortably today.
Little Qingqing was sitting on the bear's back, feeling very sleepy and yawning. The weather was so comfortable now.
Zhang Yang frowned and thought: "Zanpu hopes that through the current civil strife in Nanzhao, the Tang Dynasty will help Nanzhao quell the rebellion. This Nanzhao envoy will lead the troops to quell the rebellion, and also recover several other imperial edicts?"
Songtsen Gampo smiled and said: "Of course."
"You are becoming more and more like a Central Plains person now, which makes me very uncomfortable." Zhang Yangzhi said.
"In the Central Plains, I learned the wisdom of the Central Plains people, the words of the Central Plains people, and the history books of the Central Plains people."
"In the future, more Tubo people can come and learn, so that they can engrave the greatness of the Central Plains in their bones." After Zhang Yang said this, he nodded heavily, as if he had already made a decision in his heart.
Duluo stepped back step by step, "No, you can't attack the other imperial edicts. King Nanzhao..."
Songtsen Gampo suddenly pulled Duluo, his eyes were a little more angry, and said to him: "Duluo! You have seen the prosperity of Chang'an City, do you still want to return to the poor Nanzhao?"
"I want to go back." Du Luo couldn't help but back away.
Zhang Yang smiled as he watched the argument between the two.
Xiao Qingqing finally couldn't hold her eyelids anymore and fell asleep on the bear's back.
Songtsen Gampo gritted his teeth and whispered: "King Nanzhao doesn't matter. If you lead the troops to capture the entire Erhe River, you will be the greatest king of Nanzhao. Your achievements will be higher than the current king of Nanzhao. You
He was the first and only king to unify the Erhe River."
Power and ambition are instilled in the other party, making this independent person very hesitant and at a loss at the moment.
Songtsan Gampo was talking to him about something treasonous and treasonous, and the risk of persuading people to rebel was very high.
Especially the Du Luo in front of him, he was Nanzhao's hope for help.
When this hope turns into a knife, it is a very desperate thing for the current King of Nanzhao.
I don’t know what Songtsen Gampo was thinking. At this moment, this Zampo was still somewhat proud of his plan.
Finally, Duluo's eyes changed from hesitant to determined, and he said, "I am also a descendant of the Nanzhao royal court."
Once these words came out, Songtsen Gampo finally felt relieved. Now he had another legitimate identity and a reason to send troops. All he needed to do was give the order.
Zhang Yang said calmly: "Okay, I will talk to Xu Jingzong."
Nanzhao's envoy Duluo bowed in salute and gave a big gift to thank Zanpu and the county prince in front of him.
He said loudly: "If Nanzhao can unify the Erhe River, everyone in Nanzhao will be willing to listen to the orders of the county prince."
"I see."
Zhang Yang's tone was very calm.
Songtsen Gampo left with this envoy.
Seeing that his daughter was still asleep, Zhang Yang patted her back and said, "It's time to listen to Master's lecture."
Xiao Qingqing then sat up from Xiong Da's back, rubbed his eyes and said, "Dad, I dreamed that Chang'an City was blown up."
Zhang Yang sighed: "Don't rub your eyes like that."
"Um."
Walking through the fields with his daughter, Zhang Yang selected a few wheat plants that were still preparing to enter the flowering period and walked towards the teacher's residence.
Zhang Gongjin is in a good mood these days, because having Wang Gui as his company makes his ordinary recuperation life more colorful.
Xiao Qingqing got off Xiong Da's back and sat in front of her master.
Zhang Gongjin smiled and said, "What do you want to hear today?"
"I want to know what kind of person Tian Khan is."
Xiao Qingqing replied bluntly.
Listening to the teacher and Xiao Qingqing's lecture, Zhang Yang looked carefully at the two wheat plants in his hands. When the wheat enters the flowering stage, it is also a good time to cultivate it.
Zhang Yang plans to try cultivating wheat seeds. The wheat seeds in the north are somewhat different from those in Guanzhong. He will cultivate them by selecting good wheat plants and pollinating each other.
If we can wait for wheat seeds from the far north, we may have good results.
As the Minister of Taifu Temple, I have to be in charge of agricultural affairs. This is the only job I can do with peace of mind.
Farming is an extremely common thing.
Zhang Gongjin recounted his impression of Tian Khan, "His Majesty was also a general back then, with as many as 100,000 troops in charge. The battle at Hulao Pass decided the outcome."
"Why can the emperor pacify the Central Plains?"
Zhang Gongjin smiled and said: "Everyone has their own strengths. Your father also has his own skills. Naturally, Your Majesty also has your own skills."
Xiao Qingqing was ready to listen carefully.
Zhang Gongjin recounted some old events from those days, "Back when His Majesty was the King of Qin, he had a habit of leading troops in battles. Whenever he marched to a place and the two armies were about to confront each other, he always personally inspected the enemy's layout and the terrain."
Xiao Qingqing frowned and said, "General Li Jing said that a general must have such skills."