If the yield of pumpkins per acre is so high, Zhang Yang still sells them for money. To Li Xiaogong, this is a very bad behavior.
Especially if I have to ask His Majesty to pay, I can't be any more of a bastard.
His Majesty left, got into the car and drove away with the pumpkin in his hand.
Zhang Yang was discouraged and said: "Your Highness, King Wei, how much do you think we can sell this pumpkin for?"
Li Tai thought about it: "Since the yield of pumpkin is so high, this thing is naturally worth thousands of gold."
"That's all, give it to the villagers and we'll eat it ourselves."
Li Xiaogong stopped yelling and scolding. He was obviously startled when he heard these words. Then he returned to his serious expression and said: "This thing should be dedicated to the world. I was right about you, kid."
Zhang Yang stood at the entrance of the village with his hands folded, grinning and saying: "I am the only one in the world who thinks about the country and the people."
Li Xiaogong stroked his beard and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, if your daughter gets into trouble one day, I will protect her."
"That's great." Zhang Yang happily clapped his thigh and said, "My daughter has recently been thinking about how to blow up the city of Chang'an."
Hearing this, Li Tai looked stunned.
Zhang Yang left with a smile on his face.
Li Tai said with a dull expression: "Uncle, what did your brother-in-law just say?"
Li Xiaogong looked solemn and said: "He said his daughter was going to blow up Chang'an City."
"Um……"
"This girl is quite sensible. She will definitely not do this." Li Xiaogong nodded and muttered to himself as he walked, "Definitely not."
Xingqing Hall in Chang'an City, Xingqing Hall is divided into three floors. The Xingqing Hall is brightly lit at night. Li Shimin waved his sleeves and said: "I have received some auspiciousness today. Please taste it."
Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng, Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong and other civil servants and generals were all present.
Li Shimin took a bite of the pumpkin with great enjoyment and said: "This thing is soft, glutinous and delicious. It is an auspicious crop with a yield of ten stones per acre."
Hearing this, both Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng frowned.
Changsun Wuji asked: "Does this thing really have ten stones?"
"Yes!" Li Shimin nodded and said, "I saw it with my own eyes, and I only know it after someone weighs it."
Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, Cheng Yaojin and other generals stood up and saluted: "I congratulate your Majesty on this auspicious occasion."
The civil servants headed by Fang Xuanling also stood up and saluted: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to the Tang Dynasty!"
Li Shimin nodded with a smile on his face and said with great enthusiasm: "I intend to give this thing a name, Zhenguan Melon."
The ministers saluted again and loudly said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
A group of musical prostitutes walked into the Xingqing Hall and danced gracefully. Amidst the sounds of bells, drums and moonlight, the Xingqing Hall was filled with celebrations.
…
The night in Chang'an City is quiet, curfew is still in effect on the streets, and occasionally groups of patrolling officers and soldiers walk through the streets and alleys.
To the east of Zhuque Street in Chang'an City is the Diplomatic Academy of the Ministry of Rites.
Let's say that after the last fight, Li Yifu was in a bad mood at this time, "Xu Shangshu, the envoys from both sides of the post house were fighting, and the official was clearly going to separate them. Those officials insisted on impeaching the official! This is unreasonable."
Xu Jingzong poured him some wine and whispered: "It was the envoy from Tianzhu who had a grudge against you. He reported this matter to the Yushitai. After all, he is an envoy from another country, and the people at the Yushitai cannot just sit idly by."
Li Yifu put down the wine bowl angrily and said angrily: "I should have been more ruthless at the beginning, but I was merciful and gave him an opportunity."
"Brother Yifu is still not calm enough. To be an official in this court, you need to be calm." Xu Jingzong whispered slowly: "Look at the county princes back then. They were stripped off because of the Turkic incident.
When he was an official, he was very cheerful and would leave as soon as he said so."
"What happened next? The county prince studied with the prince in the East Palace, read through the palace classics, and a year later he helped the court regain Gaochang, and became the Minister of Rites."
Hearing this, Li Yifu picked up the wine bowl and said respectfully: "After I am promoted to official position, I will definitely ask Xu Shangshu for advice."
Xu Jingzong was middle-aged, and his smile was also meaningful. He stroked his short beard and said: "You are still young, so don't be too anxious. With your contribution to Liaodong, it will not be difficult to become the minister in the future."
Li Yifu raised his wine bowl, lowered his head, and said loudly: "All of this is thanks to Xu Shangshu's promotion."
Xu Jingzong waved his hand and said: "No, it is the kindness of the Marquis of Lishan County to you. He chose you from the list."
"Well, I will definitely remember the kindness of the county marquis for promoting me, and I dare not forget the cultivation of Xu Shangshu." Li Yifu happily drank a sip of wine. Thinking of being impeached today and having his salary deducted for a month, his eyes were about to get angry and angry.
Said: "A certain family is incompatible with those officials."
In the backyard of the Diplomatic Academy, snoring can be heard one after another at the moment. Many literati who failed in the imperial examination live here. They have beds and free meals here. As long as they serve the Ministry of Rites well, they can be like Li Yifu in the future and work in the court.
Get a position.
It was late at night, and in the post house, the little Tibetan monk Pugongrigongzan wiped the bruises on his body with medicinal wine.
Listening to the words of the entourage, he reported what he saw and heard in Chang'an City these days.
Gongri Gongzan whispered: "What are the people of Tianzhu doing these days?"
"The people of Tianzhu have been visiting the dignitaries of Chang'an City these days, hoping to persuade them to remonstrate with Tian Khan and withdraw their troops from attacking Tianzhu."
Gongri Gongzan nodded and said: "The troops and horses belong to us Tubo people. If you want to withdraw the troops, we have the final say."
The attendant added: "The people of Tianzhu spent a lot of gold that day and made many friends in Chang'an City."
After wiping the medicinal wine, Gongri Gongzan remembered his father's words, and the burden of Tubo fell on him.
He then remembered that he had a young brother in Tubo, Mangsongmangzan.
Gongri Gongzan whispered: "I want the Tianzhu people to die in Chang'an City."
As soon as the words came out, the entourage was shocked and whispered: "Little Zampu kills people on the border of Chang'an City and the consequences will be serious."
Gongri Gongzan said with a gloomy face, "Killing him is for Tubo and to make our Tubo strong. The war between Tang Dynasty and Dashi has affected Tubo and Tianzhu. I can't sit back and watch Tubo lose such a great opportunity."
Although the little Zampu of Gongri Gongtsen is the son of Songtsen Gampo, his temperament and conduct are very different from Songtsen Gampo.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gongri Gongtsen does not have the mind of Songtsen Gampo, but his mind is deep and calculating.
The room was quiet for a long time. Gongri Gongzan closed his eyes and whispered: "If they don't die in Chang'an City, there will be no way for Datang and Tianzhu to have a grudge."
The followers also gritted their teeth. This matter was very risky, but they were still willing to take the risk with little Zamp.
The next day, the Tibetan envoy Gongri Gongzan said goodbye to Xu Jingzong at the Ministry of Rites.
"Thank you, Shangshu, for your arrangements these days. Let's take our leave now." Gongri Gongzan saluted with his entourage.
Xu Jingzong said in surprise: "Are you leaving now?"
"There are still many important things in Tubo that need to be arranged by my ministers, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time."
Thinking of the book Songtsen Gampo handed to his son, Xu Jingzong's expression flashed with a hint of vigilance and a kind smile, "You young people from Tibet can study at Sifangguan in Chang'an City.
You can leave in peace, and when they return home after completing their studies, they can also benefit Tubo."
Gongri Gongzan's expression was full of respect, and he saluted and said: "I take my leave."
Xu Jingzong watched him walking along Zhuque Street until his figure was lost among the pedestrians, and then he looked away.
Half an hour later, Li Yifu came back in a hurry. He was still chewing cakes and said, "The Tibetan envoys left. I saw them going out of the city and buying three fast horses and went back."
Xu Jingzong nodded and said: "This Tibetan envoy is really returning home like an arrow."
The sun is getting higher gradually, and in autumn, cold wind often pours into the quiet places in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City. The chill makes people speed up their pace unconsciously.
Three officers were looking at a corpse, and soon someone went to inform the Ministry of Rites.
Xu Jingzong originally wanted to rest for an hour in the afternoon, but because of a piece of news, he had no such leisure time.
"Alonashun is dead?"
"They are all dead. Several Tianzhu envoys died in Chongdefang."
This news surprised Xu Jingzong, and he said angrily: "Who is so brave! Dare to commit murder in Chang'an City."
"The Dali eunuchs have come to inquire. They also asked Xu Shangshu to come over."
Xu Jingzong quickly put on his official hat and boots and said, "Call Brother Da'an."
"Here!"
After cleaning up for a while, Xu Jingzong and Zhang Daan left the Ministry of Rites and hurried to Chongdefang.
I know that the envoy from Tianzhu has been walking around Chongdefang these days in order to make friends with the dignitaries of Chang'an City so that he can give advice to the Khan of Tianzhu.
Arriving at a street in Chongdefang, Xu Jingzong and Zhang Daan saw three corpses lying in Chang'an City.
Sun Fuga, who is serving as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, is standing here with his people.
In the past, Sun Fuga served as a doctor in the Ministry of Punishment. His Majesty, considering his talents, transferred him to the post of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
"Sun Shaoqing." Xu Jingzong remained calm and said with a smile, "Is there any clue to this murder case?"
Sun Fuga sat on the ground and observed the corpses carefully, "They died last night. All three of them had their throats cut with a knife."
As he spoke, he leaned down with his hands on the ground and smelled the body, and then said, "It smells very strong of alcohol."
After checking Tianzhu's clothes and finding a money bag, Sun Fujia looked solemn and said, "The money is gone."
"Is it robbery and murder?" Xu Jingzong asked again.
Zhang Daan looked around, especially the eaves on both sides.
Sun Fujia had a plan in mind. He clapped his hands and stood up. He said solemnly: "I heard that Li Yifu, the young minister of Honglu Temple, had a feud with the Tianzhu people? He was impeached by the civil officials because of this matter. Does he hold a grudge?"
Xu Jingzong nodded and said: "It is true."
After saying that, he quickly changed his words and said: "It was definitely not Li Yifu's fault. I had been drinking with him at the Diplomatic Academy last night."
Sun Fujia whispered: "I didn't say it was him."
"It was not done by people from the Central Plains."
A childish voice came. Xu Jingzong looked down and saw that it was a little boy of eleven or twelve years old. He didn't know when he had come close to him.
"Go, go, go." Xu Jingzong hurriedly pushed him away, "Whose kid, why are you coming here to see a dead person?"
The child was pushed away by Xu Jingzong, then came closer and said: "Their wounds were not from Guanzhong's blade, and the way they cut their throats was not from behind, but from the front."
"Huh?" Sun Fuga looked at the child in surprise.
Xu Jingzong said again: "Whose child are you! Go back quickly, whose child likes to see dead people as much as you do."
The child stubbornly refused to leave. He raised his head and said, "You are Xu Jingzong, right?"
Hearing this, Xu Jingzong's beard almost became angry, "You can also call me by my name?"
The child saluted and said: "My dear Di Renjie, my father Di Zhisun has met Mr. Xu."
"Ah..." Xu Jingzong took a breath and said, "Well, it turns out he is Di Zhisun's child."
After saying that, he felt something was wrong and said: "Your father is in charge of the mutual market in the Hexi Corridor. Why are you back?"
Even though Di Renjie was only eleven or twelve years old, he spoke politely and saluted politely. He bowed and said: "My father cannot get away from being in charge of the Hexi Corridor trade, so I have to let this boy accept my father's order to visit my grandfather Di Xiaoxu. I'm here."
Let’s buy some gifts in Chang’an City.”
After hearing this, Xu Jingzong waved his hand and said, "Then you buy the gift and go back quickly."
Di Renjie turned a deaf ear, walked to the corpse again, leaned down and smelled the corpse, and whispered: "The Tianzhu people didn't drink, the wine was poured after they died. Judging from the edge of the knife, it should be a scimitar from the Western Regions.
"
"People from the Western Regions?"
Sun Fujia pinched the short beard on his chin and asked again: "How did you know?"
Di Renjie replied: "My father is in charge of the Hexi Corridor trade, and it is indispensable to talk with people from the Western Regions. I am also familiar with the weapons and weapons of the Western Regions people."
When people from Tianzhu died, did they use the swords from people from the Western Regions?
Zhang Daan frowned and looked at the scene, vaguely feeling that trouble was coming.
When Xu Jingzong looked again, Di Renjie had left at some point.
I looked back and forth but couldn't find him.
I thought to myself that Di Zhisun was from a famous family, so how could he be such a naughty boy?
The matter was handed over to Sun Fuga to investigate. In order to stabilize the hearts of many foreigners in Chang'an City, His Majesty's decree came and the case must be solved within three days.
The envoy from Tianzhu died so mysteriously, and an explanation must be given.
But on the third day when no one followed any clues to investigate the case, a young man from Tibet came to surrender with the original murder weapon.
It was because of the enmity between the Tubo people and the Tianzhu people that he did it. He did it alone without the instruction of Little Zampu of Tubo.
Regardless of whether it was Xiao Zampu's intention or not, Liang Zi, a Tibetan, was finally able to bear it.
Sun Fujia took the photos and sent people to prison, waiting for the emperor to be punished.
Xu Jingzong was sitting in the Diplomatic Academy, still frowning. Now that the real murderer had been found, he still felt uneasy.
The murder case is not important, what is important is the relationship between Tubo, Datang, and Tianzhu.
"Three Tianzhu people were killed. They used swords from the Western Regions and the perpetrators were Tubo people. It's very interesting."
A young yet familiar voice came.
The child who spoke was standing at the entrance of the Diplomatic Academy, with his back to everyone.
Xu Jingzong picked up Di Renjie and scolded: "Why are you back again?"
Di Renjie was not annoyed at being lifted up in the air, but put on the innocent smile that a child should have, "Dad has told me to return to the Foreign Affairs Academy after visiting my grandfather. Xu Shangshu will take care of me."
"Who will take care of you? A certain family won't take care of you!" Xu Jingzong said to Li Yifu: "Prepare a car and drive this kid back to the Hexi Corridor."
"Xu Shangshu!" Di Renjie quickly followed, "Don't Xu Shangshu want to know the whole story?"