Duluo panicked and changed his words again: "I'm not in a hurry."
The heavy snow had just stopped and the air was extremely cold.
Zhang Yang saw that his shoes were covered in mud, and the wet mud was stuck to his shoes. His feet might have turned red from the cold at this moment.
"You go back to Chang'an City. I will arrange the rest myself. You have to remember that I am the King of Nanzhao now. Only I can give you an identity. If I don't recognize you, then you are nothing."
Du Luo bowed and saluted repeatedly, and said quickly: "I understand, I understand... I will go back now."
As Li Tai said, the weather is extremely cold.
In this era dominated by farming, people's living habits also follow the four seasons of the year.
People in surrounding counties and counties entered the winter state early, and people began to live in seclusion and rely on the food accumulated in the autumn.
Zhang Yang was a little worried when he saw the rice being harvested.
Shangguanyi explained: "We plan to dry the rice first, store it first, and then dry it."
"Thanks a lot."
"The furnace from the blacksmith's workshop can help, which actually saves us a lot of trouble."
Zhang Yang looked up at the sky. The sky was gloomy, the clouds were still dense, and the wind was still blowing.
Shangguan Yi said melancholy: "The heavy snow came early this year, which made other villages and counties laugh, saying that all our rice was grown in white."
"If you can have an extra bushel of rice, you will be rich."
"I'll arrange for someone to dry it now."
I don’t know when this snowy day will end, when the weather will become clear, and when the wind blows, it will bring some raindrops.
Zhang Yang walked into his library with his hands folded. Xiao Wu, Xiao Hui, and Li Yue were still planning how to develop Nanzhao and discussing how to transport Nanzhao's resources.
Sitting down at the table where the three of them were discussing, Zhang Yang asked, "How did the discussion go?"
The three of them looked at Zhang Yang.
Xiaohui and Xiaowu wore simple cloth clothes and scarves like their teachers.
At this moment, Li Lizhi is teaching lessons to her younger brothers and sisters.
Li Yue looked at the map. Several routes had been drawn on the map.
Xiao Wu explained: "We originally wanted to use the ancient Shu Road to deliver minerals from Nanzhao, but in this case these goods must pass through Jiannan Road. Once they enter Jiannan Road, they will enter the sight of the officers and soldiers.
It will definitely have to go through cross-examination, and it’s hard to say whether it can be shipped.”
She continued: "The whole of Nanzhao belongs to Lishan's family, but the property is far away, so it is difficult to get it. Your Majesty learned that Master had won the position of King of Nanzhao, but he was unmoved because Your Majesty
I know that if Master wants to get the mineral deposits in Nanzhao, he must cross the Shu Road."
"But Your Majesty divided the Central Plains into ten regions, and each of the ten regions of the Central Plains has Zhechong Mansion, and the army and horses of the world are controlled by Your Majesty. This is how Your Majesty learned that Master has become the King of Nanzhao, and now he has nothing to fear."
Of course Li Shimin was confident. Nanzhao was not like Gaochang. Nanzhao was on the southern border of the Tang Dynasty.
Xiaohui added: "Actually, there is another road, which can be sent from Lingnan to Jiangnan East Road, and then to Luoyang via the canal."
She pointed at the map and said: "In this way, the main manpower is only used on Nanzhao and Jiangnan East Road, and the water route is faster."
Listening to their plan, Lishan faced a very real problem. This problem was that Lishan could not get his property, which was far away.
Li Yue put away the account book and added: "It has always been very dangerous to seek skin from a tiger, let alone under the eyes of my father."
Lishan silently obtained Nanzhao, but Nanzhao's mineral deposits had to be transported to Lishan, and they had to face this serious problem.
Zhang Yang took out a roster and whispered: "Why do we need to arrange the manpower in Nanzhao?"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Hui spoke first, "Master, my mother's family can arrange for someone to go to Nanzhao."
Li Yue nodded and said, "Well, Xiaohui's family can be trusted, and the tea from Jiangnan East Road cannot be separated from our Lishan Mountain."
Xu Hui is very active in doing things. She is Li Yue's right-hand man and ties the interests of her mother's family to Lishan.
The two children, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui, are very smart. Now it seems that Xiao Wu is still immature, but in terms of overall planning, Xiao Hui is already fully capable of taking over from Li Yue.
Xiaohui is only sixteen years old, and she is growing up too fast.
Seeing her husband's tangled look, Li Yue advised: "Although Nanzhao is far away and our family can't get it, we can slowly break up with the court and let Xiaohui arrange people to go to Nanzhao to look at the family property."
Xiaohui stood up and said, "Disciple, I'm going to write a letter right now."
The matter in Nanzhao was not imminent, so Zhang Yang said in unison: "I'm going to see what's for lunch today."
"I want to eat dumplings." Li Yue said immediately.
"Okay, let's pack it together."
"Um."
Taking out the rice noodles prepared by his aunt, Zhang Yang rolled out the noodles, and the whole family was making dumplings.
At this moment, in Chang'an City, a group of villains were escorted to Zhuque Street.
Things in Fan Yang have gotten out of hand. Ma Zhou has captured seven or eight of the children of the Lu family in Fan Yang, and a group of villains are also being sent to Chang'an City.
Di Renjie was very curious about this group of villains. He whispered: "Xu Shangshu, why did they commit murder in Fan Yang?"
Xu Jingzong snorted coldly and said, "How do I know?"
"The boy wants to meet them."
"Don't even think about it. They are all evil people. They were arrested for causing trouble in Fan Yang. What do you have to ask?"
Seeing Di Renjie standing silent, Xu Jingzong said again: "You are just a ten-year-old child. You should act like a child and stay away from such villains. What do you want to ask? Ask them how they caused trouble.
What does any of this have to do with you?"
After being scolded, Di Renjie sighed: "Xu Shangshu, your wife..."
"That's all!" Xu Jingzong stamped his feet and said, "I have some friendship with the young minister of Dali Temple. I can take you to meet him."
Di Renjie asked curiously: "Didn't Xu Shangshu say that he had a feud with Dali Temple before?"
“Celebrating festivals does not necessarily mean we will become enemies; celebrating holidays can also lead to friendship.”
"The boy has learned a lesson."
"Um."
Faced with the torture of this little nemesis, Xu Jingzong felt that his anger was getting stronger and stronger recently. He twitched the corners of his mouth, and his mouth was probably blistering again.
When people reach middle age, they will have a few ailments. If Di Renjie is so angry, he will feel even more depressed.
Taking his little nemesis back to the Ministry of Rites, Xu Jingzong ordered: "Li Yifu, take Di Renjie to visit Dali Temple."
"Here."
It would be best to leave this little nemesis to Li Yifu to deal with. Xu Jingzong was finally free and could handle some memorials from the Ministry of Rites.
Dali Temple is located next to Zhuque Street in Chang'an City. The two of them arrived at Dali Temple.
The Shaoqing here, Sun Fujia, was very happy. Sun Shaoqing didn't like to be associated with people like Li Yifu, but he admired Di Renjie very much.
Hearing that Di Renjie was going to meet some villains escorted by Fan Yang, Sun Fujia also agreed.
The dungeon of Dali Temple was dark and filled with a musty smell. Di Renjie listened to the noisy sounds in the dungeon and walked step by step in front of a group of villains who had just been escorted.
The cell leader of Dali Temple tied a villain to a rack.
Sun Fujia whispered: "Boy Di, before I interrogate him, you can ask them a few questions."
"Thank you very much, Sun Shaoqing."
Sun Fujia was even more satisfied to see that he was so knowledgeable and sensible about etiquette, but it was a pity that this boy lived in the Ministry of Rites.
The villain remained silent from beginning to end. Di Renjie was very curious and asked in his childish voice: "Why do you want to do evil?"
The villain sneered and said, "What? Dali Temple lets a kid like this make the decision?"
The other party spoke with a northern accent. Di Renjie frowned and asked: "The Emperor Tian Khan ruled An Tai in all parts of the Central Plains. Why do you do this?"
"An Tai?" The villain laughed to himself.
"I want to know why people do evil?"
The villain had many scars on his body, and his thin cheeks were somewhat resolute. He said solemnly: "Not all places in the Central Plains are the same as Guanzhong, and the territory of the aristocratic family is even different. Why do you think so-and-so wants to do evil?"
"Yeah." Di Renjie nodded.
"Boy, listen carefully." The villain stared at Di Renjie and said in a deep voice: "The human heart is complicated, and the existence of villains is fostered by the customs of the world. Do you think anyone is willing to be a villain like this?
?Except for a certain family, are those people willing? They have no choice."
"Why don't you have a choice?" Di Renjie asked again.
"How do you support such a big family? They want us to do things. How much do you think we can get from those villagers? Ten yuan? Twenty yuan?"
As he spoke, the villain smiled sinisterly and said: "You can't imagine how much benefit we can get from it, and how much the aristocratic family can get? Without us, how can those high-ranking nobles get the money to live happily!"
This villain revealed the dark side of this world to Di Renjie.
He is also like a saint, talking about the complex side of these people's hearts that ordinary people cannot see.
"There are no pests to bite a fresh fruit, but if the fruit is overripe, the sour smell inside will attract many pests..."
These words made Di Renjie shudder.
The villain continued: "A certain family admires those who sell braised pork. They do chivalry and eradicate evil without asking for anything in return. A certain family also has many people who have fallen into their hands. Those who sell braised pork are not simple either.
"
"I guess there are experts behind them. As for who it is, I have no way of knowing, boy! I've finished talking about that family."
He lowered his head again, like an empty body inside.
Di Renjie turned around and walked out of the dungeon.
Li Yifu was chatting and laughing with several jailers at the door of the cell. When he saw Di Renjie coming, he greeted: "Boy Di, have you seen him?"
Di Renjie's childish face had a gloomy look on his face, and he whispered: "Go back."
Not knowing why this boy was in such a low mood, Li Yifu took him back to the Ministry of Rites.
It is the season of rest for the three provinces and six ministries of the DPRK, and the Ministry of Rites is very busy at this time of year.
Zhang Da'an, the minister of the Ministry of Rites and the minister of Honglu Temple, is also very busy these two days. He needs to prepare the regulations for the great court meeting.
Li Yifu, the young minister of Honglu Temple, came in a hurry, "I don't know what's wrong? That kid Di Renjie kept silent after meeting a villain."
There were only two people busy in the empty official residence. Zhang Daan handed him the memorial, "The envoys of the Uighurs and Xueyantuo people are probably to the north of Chang'an City, probably by the Jing River. Before it turns dark,
You connect them to Chang'an City."
"Here."
Envoys from various countries entered Chang'an City one after another. Fang Xuanling and his son Fang Yizhi were walking on the streets. The father and son bought some rice and noodles for the New Year and prepared to go back.
"Father, recently envoys from various countries have paid tribute to more gold and silver goods."
Fang Yizhi lifted the rice bag on his shoulder and said: "Father, you said that the fake King of Nanzhao just went to see His Majesty, teased His Majesty, and just let him go?"
"Well, what else?"
Hearing his father's calm tone, Fang Yizhi added: "You should take down this person for teasing Your Majesty."
Fang Xuanling shook his head and said: "He pressed his fingerprints in front of His Majesty. Only after pressing the fingerprints will the Zen position book be considered valid, and he is not considered to be teasing."
"If it were a child, this matter wouldn't be revealed easily."
Fang Xuanling said with a smile: "Back then, Your Majesty released those prisoners and asked them to prepare for spring plowing and come back in autumn. Those prisoners finally returned to Chang'an City. Your Majesty is a proud man. Recently, Your Majesty has become more and more self-respecting."
"Whether you are dealing with Shangguan Yi, the fake King Nanzhao, or the real King Nanzhao of Lishan, your Majesty will not care. Firstly, it is His Majesty's magnanimity, and secondly, Your Majesty is magnanimous. Not everything can be done.
Your Majesty is concerned."
Fang Yi listened to his father's teachings and kept nodding.
Fang Xuanling added: "You should also pay attention to your identity and words and deeds in the future."
"My child understands."
This time, the matter of the real and fake Nanzhao King caused a lot of discussion in the court. Although each family had a rest, there was still movement between every household, and the discussion spread accordingly.
The fake King of Nanzhao had a drink with His Majesty and left.
And His Majesty did not send anyone to arrest him for this reason.
When someone asked about this matter, talking about the real King Nanzhao of Lishan and the fake King Nanzhao who came to see him, I submitted a memorial to His Majesty.
Faced with this matter, Tian Khan just laughed it off, did not reply, and ignored it.
Some people felt aggrieved for the Heavenly Khan, but recently the Heavenly Khan went on a winter trip to relax.
After going back and forth several times, and talking about the deeds of those years, His Majesty's magnanimity was spread among the people, and Tian Khan's image among the people became better and taller.
There are signs of a prosperous age, and the Mingjun is becoming more and more elegant.
This matter became a joke among the people, and His Majesty revealed the matter lightly, and those discussions in the government and the public subsided.
Li Chengqian was sitting in the East Palace, listening to Hegan Chengji's story. He threw a roll of bamboo slips into the brazier and whispered: "Father, we really can't arrest the fake King of Nanzhao."
Hegan Chengji whispered: "But Zhao Guogong has already sent people to chase him."
"Did you catch him?"
"No news yet."
"You also send people to investigate, but don't alert Zhao Guogong's people."
"Here."
After He Qian Chengji received the words, he left in a hurry.
Neither Li Anyan nor Zhao Jie could get used to He Qian Chengji's style and conduct. They were all close guards around the prince.
The two of them are the most senior in the East Palace, and now He Qian Chengji has somehow gained the trust of His Highness the Crown Prince after arriving in the East Palace.