Outside the temporary government office, the wind and snow were still blowing, and inside the government office was filled with the fragrance of tea and eggs. Everyone showed the most relaxed side when it came to dealing with the family's inheritance.
Finally, a pot of tea eggs was eaten by about ten people.
Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and put down the cup.
Gao Jifu, who was sitting with a group of petty officials, asked: "According to what the county marquis said, we should build official schools and let the local state government take charge of it?"
Cen Wenwen smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, we are just discussing here and each expressing our own opinions."
People present started talking one after another.
Zhang Yang sat upright and said with a smile: "The number of official schools to be established in the state will be decided by the court based on the population. First, the population can be determined, how many hidden households there are, and the return of low-income families is encouraged. Once these are completed, we can discuss the opening of official schools."
"Wait a minute." Cen Wenwen interrupted: "It is inevitable that county princes, local state capitals, and the central government will have differences of opinion. If they are ordered to open official schools, they should be encouraged."
Many civil servants in front of him nodded. It seemed that more people were on Cen Wenwen's side.
Zhang Yang said calmly: "It is the request of the Central Government to let the local prefectures build official schools, and they have to comply. Secondly, the Central Government will use credit to let them allocate money from the local prefectures first. If the construction is completed and the accounts are correct, the Central Government will
The account will be cleared after verification."
"As for the encouragement mentioned by Brother Wenwen, I think it is unnecessary. The construction of official schools is what the people want and what the masses need. This is not the merit of the local and state governments, but what they should do."
"I hope everyone can also understand that the location of official schools cannot be controlled by local state governments, but is directly managed by the central government. As for the follow-up, we can intervene in the conduct evaluation of local officials. Local governance will affect their promotion."
When the plan came out of the mouth of the county prince, everyone fell silent. This was different from the original plan.
What the county magistrate meant was that even if there was no need to do anything in setting up official schools, we should do it even if there is no benefit.
Others will give fodder to make the horse run.
And the county prince would give the horse a whip in order to make it run.
Yes, it was just a whip, and the horse had to run. His methods were still as tough as ever. He didn't give in when facing a noble family, so he should be tough.
Gao Jifu felt that the court needed such toughness. The Tang Dynasty was powerful, so why compromise.
Xu Jingzong, Li Yifu and others all came from the hands of this county prince, and his harshness... can be seen.
Seeing that Cen Wenwen didn't speak, everyone present couldn't say anything.
Zhang Yang smiled again and said in a low voice: "I'll leave it to Brother Wen to arrange the rest."
Cen Wenwen cupped his hands and said: "If Zhongshu Province has a charter, the lower officials will discuss it with the county marquis."
"I believe in Brother Wen's ability, just kidding."
When these officials walked out of the government office, the wind and snow outside became even worse.
This year's Xiu Mu is destined to be busy. Zhang Yang, Li Tai and Li Zhi walked into the snow.
Only half an hour later, the snow on the ground had already covered the horse's hooves.
The carriage that originally contained the money was also covered by the wind and snow.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to push aside a layer of snow, and when he touched the copper coin, the coldness was biting.
I put a few copper coins in my hand and looked at them carefully. The stamp on them was the five-baht coin of the former Sui Dynasty. The quality was very poor.
Li Tai shivered in the cold wind, "Back then, the feudal lords were separatist and the world was in chaos. Although the country was stable in the Sui Dynasty, not to mention the separation of the north and the south, the change of dynasties, severe private coining, and many names of coins, which led to chaos in copper coins.
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Zhang Yang sighed: "If copper coins lose the trust of the public, people will return to bartering."
Li Tai nodded and said: "I didn't expect that in the troubled times, the family could accumulate such wealth. After my father first ascended the throne, the country was poor, and my father and mother were even more frugal. It is sad that when the country was in crisis, my father endured it.
Today, a wealthy family has millions of dollars in wealth, which is hateful."
Hearing this, Li Zhi also showed a look of shared hatred.
Zhang Yang took out a bag of copper coins from the carriage. The older and older the coins became, the more difficult they were to identify.
Looking further into the distance, Cen Wenwen and his men had already returned to Chang'an City, their figures submerged in the wind and snow.
Walking from one carriage to another, here are some calligraphy and paintings and precious inkstones and brushes.
Zhang Yang also discovered several authentic paintings of Wang Xizhi.
Li Tai added: "Fan Yang burned a fire for a day and a night, and many things could not be found. These were all snatched out of the fire by Ma Zhou. As for the field registers and household registers, they are in the hands of Zhao Guogong."
Zhang Yang put down the money bag in his hand and sighed: "Brother Wenwen, brother Wenwen, you have done me a lot of harm. The five hundred thousand guan in the account book is far different from the fineness of the copper coins. How can there be 500,000 guan? It's so embarrassing."
After all, he ordered people to send all the copper coins to the newly built warehouse.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhang Yang hurried back to his home. The home was very quiet at the moment. Before he entered the house, he heard the sound of dishes and chopsticks.
The wind and snow kept blowing, and a thin layer of snow stuck to the door of the house.
The threshold has been covered with snow and is connected with the snow on the ground. Only the crack of the door is still clearly visible, and the warm light of the light can be seen in the crack.
Zhang Yang reached out and was about to push the door open, but the door opened.
Xiaohui opened the door with a bowl in hand and said with a smile: "Master, you are back!"
"Well, is there anything else to eat?"
"A teacher made dumplings."
Xiaohui quickly welcomed Master into the door.
My younger brothers, sisters, son, daughter and most of the bears were in the house.
Li Yue and her two aunts were sitting nearby, mending clothes.
Li Lizhi took out another bowl of dumplings from the pot on the stove and handed them over, "My younger brothers and sisters have eaten a lot, and these are the only ones left."
"That's enough." Zhang Yang took the bowl and chopsticks and ate dumplings, "I ate tea eggs outside."
The house was very quiet. After eating, the younger brother and sister started to take a nap.
The flame in the stove flickered on and off, and the window was slightly opened to allow the smoke from the stove to float outside.
The inside and outside of the house are like two worlds. It's freezing outside, but it's so warm inside that it makes you sleepy.
Zhang Yang took off his already soaked official boots, put his feet by the stove to keep warm, and lay on the couch, listening to the whispers of Li Yue and his two aunts, sleepiness came over him and he fell into a drowsy sleep.
In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the mountain of the aristocratic family collapsed, and Fan Yang's aristocratic family collapsed.
Several others were afraid of the emperor's thunderous methods.
All this happened too fast, watching the crisis arise, watching Fan Yang and Lu's family being destroyed by fire.
There is never any glory and wealth for no reason in this world.
The family has long been rotten to the core.
Crisis awareness is something that must exist in every era.
If aristocratic families take their prosperity and wealth for granted and feel at ease, then they are not far from destruction.
When the ice and snow between heaven and earth first melt, the warm sun appears for the first time in the clear blue sky.
My husband likes this blue sky very much and never gets tired of it.
There are no clouds in the sky, and even the wind is warm.
Li Yue came out with the washed quilts and hung them on bamboo poles to dry. Her younger brothers and sisters were doing general cleaning, and the whole house was filled with the scent of soap.
Only Zhang Yang had nothing to do, holding a book in his hand. This book was a piece of Han Feizi's "Wai Chu Shuo".
Han Feizi's original work was destroyed in the war long ago, and these were copied and compiled by later generations.
There are many books in the family's inheritance, many of which are even unique copies.
But this time, the fragments of "Suan Wang Lun" left by Zhang Heng were still not found.
Suanwang Lun is a rare book that dialectically discussed the heaven, earth and universe in ancient times.
Without being able to see the entire volume of "Suan Wang Lun", it is also impossible to get a glimpse of how far Zhang Heng understood the heaven, earth and universe.
What is the extent of this astronomer's achievements?
After a long time, Zhang Yang put down the academy and said, "I'm really crazy."
Li Yue asked curiously: "What?"
"It's nothing. I had an idea, but now I think it's ridiculous."
She smiled and said: "Then don't think about it."
After sorting out the scrolls, Li Yue said again: "The Queen Mother said that for this year's great court meeting, envoys from various countries will go to Chang'an City. My husband is the King of Nanzhao and asked if he would go to congratulate me."
Zhang Yang pillowed on her knees and whispered: "I don't want to go."
Seeing that her husband was still a bit willful, she smiled softly and whispered: "Then I won't go."
When the wind blows, Huaqing Pool creates ripples.
A few flying birds lightly touched the water and flew quickly. When the birds chirped again in the mountains and forests, it meant that the cold winter was over.
Xiao Qingqing wore two braids, and her fat and round face was full of grievances. She was sitting on a small bench, with her book on a slightly higher chair. She was sitting at the door of her home, holding a pen in one hand and writing.
With.
She really wanted to go out and play, but under the eyes of the two aunts, she could only continue to do the questions with her lips pursed.
This winter has been unexpectedly cold, and the court is now very busy with matters related to the opening of official schools in the coming year.
Li Shimin heard Cen Wenwen talk about Zhang Yang's official policy. The emperor understood what kind of person his son-in-law was. It was not easy to get the money out of Lishan.
It's weird that this kid can spit it out.
Thinking that Duke Zheng was very satisfied with Zhang Yang's official policy, he didn't care anymore.
Even though he was dissatisfied, the emperor endured it at this moment.
Cen Wenwen walked out of the emperor's palace and asked Gao Jifu beside him: "Is your son still in the Hexi Corridor?"
Gao Jifu did not hide anything, saying: "The dog in the family passed the imperial examination, was promoted by Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, served as the chief historian of the Hexi Corridor, and helped Di Zhisun manage the mutual market."
"I will move your son back next year, and he will go to the province to study and work as an official."
Hearing this, Gao Jifu was overjoyed and said, "Thank you Zuo Cheng."
The two walked out of Lishan Mountain and walked from the clean path to the muddy official road. Cen Wenwen said again: "This is arranged by His Majesty."
Upon hearing this, Gao Jifu saluted in the direction of the palace and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
It would be best if the child could come back to him. Gao Jifu had long wanted to move his son back, but it was always difficult to ask Xu Jingzong.
Cen Wenwen smiled meaningfully and continued walking.
The weather is suddenly warm and then cold. It is only December now, and the cold winter is far from over.
There was a bit of excitement in the imperial city, with officials coming and going.
Cen Wenwen returned to the Secretary's Prison. Today he met a person. The person who came was Pei Xuanji, a member of the Pei family in Hedong and the son of Pei Ju.
I have seen many cases where the noble children are just trying to have fun and the younger generations have no future.
Cen Wenwen had just sat down, took a sip of hot tea, looked up at Pei Xuanji, and then looked at his description on the roster in his hand.
"Are you going to teach?"
Pei Xuanji replied: "I have little knowledge and cannot pass the imperial examination. It would be suitable for me to teach."
A clerk handed over another memorial. Cen Wenwen frowned and looked at it. This memorial was Pei Xuanji's previous record.
Cen Wenwen frowned and said, "You and Pei Xingjian are from the same hometown?"
Pei Xuanji nodded and said: "I know this person, but I have never met him in Hedong."
Seeing that he still nodded, Pei Xuanji frowned and stood there, not knowing what the man in front of him who had just been promoted to Zuo Cheng was thinking about.
He is about the same age as Zhang Yang, and in terms of appearance and conversation, he is more serious than the one from Lishan.
Cen Wenwen asked again: "Going to Hedong to support teaching?"
Pei Xuanji explained: "I was born in Hedong, and Hedong is my hometown."
"But we have arranged manpower to support teaching in Hedong." After saying that, Cen Wenwen sighed and closed the memorial in his hand, and said: "Early years ago, you followed Li Zhengzao, but later he was abandoned by Li Zhengzao because of the sugar case. After that, you planned to climb Lishan Mountain.
After that, you went out to travel and participated in the Fan Yang Incident, right?"
Pei Xuanji lowered his head and said, "Exactly."
Cen Wenwen looked at him and said in a low voice: "You can go to Hedong to support teaching, it would be good to have an extra manpower."
"Thank you Zuo Cheng."
"But..." After a pause, Cen Wenwen took a deep breath and said slowly: "After you go to Hedong, you will no longer be able to interact with the people involved in Fan Yang's incident, and you will have to go to the county magistrate to submit your status every month.
Is this good?"
Pei Xuanji said loudly: "Thank you, Zuo Cheng."
In the secretary's office, officials came in. Cen Wenwen wrote a document, stamped it, handed it to him, and said in a low voice: "You are not the only support teacher in Hedong. You will teach well in the future and you are not allowed to leave without permission, because you are the queen of a distinguished family."
I hope you won’t be offended by the fact that the DPRK has asked you more questions.”
"Zuo Cheng should be worried."
"Um."
"I'll take my leave and head to Hedong."
Cen Wenwen smiled kindly and said, "You can go ahead. The location and the county government office are all written down in the document. Just leave it to the local county magistrate."
"Here."
Pei Xuanji bowed and walked out of the secretarial department.
After leaving Chang'an City, he used his remaining money to buy a fast horse, got on the horse and walked eastward along the Weishui River.
When passing by Lishan Mountain, Pei Xuanji looked there and murmured: "I sincerely wish the county marquis to be promoted to the position of Minister Zuocheng. From now on, the sea and the sky will be as bright as you want. From now on, you and I will never see each other again. I will listen to you in Hedong."
Listening to the news about Chang'an City and hearing what you, the county magistrate, have done, I hope we can all have a happy ending."
After saying this, Pei Xuanji picked up the water bag, drank a sip of wine facing Lishan Mountain, laughed three times, and rode his horse towards the east of the river.
An urgent report was sent to Chang'an City. Two months had passed since Fan Yang's accident, and now something happened to Qinghe as well.
In Zhongshu Province, Changsun Wuji looked at the urgent report and said: "Crazy, crazy! These people are crazy!"
The storm of overthrowing the aristocratic family got louder and louder. Fang Xuanling said in a low voice: "The origin of the memorandum against the aristocratic family that Mr. Zheng read has not yet been found out."
Changsun Wuji said worriedly: "Send this urgent report to Lishan and hand it over to Your Majesty. Tell Your Majesty that the Ministry of Public Affairs has made arrangements."
"Here."
Fang Xuanling looked at Zhao Guogong as he was pacing back and forth anxiously. It was rare to see him look so overwhelmed.