Let us also say that Lishan began to integrate human resources in Guanzhong, and civil servants in the DPRK and China started talking about it in twos and threes.
Fang Xuanling sat in Zhongshu Province and looked at the memorial handed over by Cen Wenwen. He frowned and said with a smile: "Human resources? Hmm... very interesting, very interesting."
Cen Wenwen whispered: "Prime Minister, what exactly does Zhang Yang want to do?"
Fang Xuanling said with a smile: "It's not uncommon for powerful people to want to annex land, but Lishan never cares about land, which makes me feel fresh."
Cen Wenwen asked again: "Please give me some advice from the prime minister."
Fang Xuanling shook his head and sighed, and whispered: "There are so many capable people in the court, but they are always led by this kid."
Seeing that Cen Wenwen was confused, Fang Xuanling said to the clerk on the side: "Go and ask how many people are going to Lishan to register now."
"Here."
The clerk walked out in a hurry. Fang Xuanling took a sip of tea and said: "Land in the Central Plains has been wealth in past dynasties. Land is limited, so wealth is also limited."
"What the housing minister said makes sense."
Cen Wenwen sat down cross-legged and nodded heavily.
Fang Xuanling patted a pile of memorials on the table and said: "These memorials impeach Zhang Yang for using human resources as resources. But what these people don't understand, Lishan understands very well. Lishan believes that work creates wealth.
Production is where wealth lies, rather than making fuss about those acres of land. Land is limited, but the wealth brought by production and manufacturing is unlimited."
Not long after, another clerk came back and reported: "Mr. Fang, Lishan has begun to arrange work for them. Among them, there are 300 carpenters, 600 people from more than ten dyeing workshops in Chang'an City, and 200 masons, with a labor force of 1,000 people."
Distributed throughout Chang'an City."
Fang Xuanling smiled and said: "Well, it seems that this matter is not as simple as I thought."
Three or two more junior officials came from Zhongshu Province and said, "Prime Minister, Lishan has opened a labor institute in Chongdefang, and the manpower employed is His Royal Highness the King of Wei."
"Prime Minister, all workshops in Chang'an City have submitted their accounts to Lishan."
"Prime Minister, the Labor Institute in Chongdefang has begun to dispatch manpower from Chang'an City. Dali Temple has asked the Labor Institute for thirty people to clean the dungeons."
Cen Wenwen's expression became more solemn as he listened to this news.
Fang Xuanling smiled and said: "I thought he had just started and didn't want to progress so fast."
Cen Wenwen whispered: "Prime Minister, these things can be done in court as well."
"Hehehe... text, even if the DPRK wants to follow Lishan's example, it is already one step behind."
Fang Xuanling couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I underestimated Lishan. They started paving the way from the time they signed the contract with Lishan. They may have been preparing for this for several years."
"It's just..." Fang Xuanling caressed his beard and muttered: "When did Zhang Yang start..."
Cen Wenwen replied: "I remember that when His Royal Highness the King of Jin returned to the palace, he said that the Marquis of Lishan County and Princess Runan scorned land annexation. Perhaps it started from that time, about three years ago."
At this point, Cen Wenwen suddenly raised his head again and whispered: "Prime Minister, I understand. When Zhang Yang was in charge of the expenses of the DPRK, he had already mastered the accounts of the DPRK. At that time, I still didn't know why Zhang Shangshu
So curious about taxes."
"The tax accounts of more than 50 counties in Guanzhong within the four passes are in his hands." Cen Wenwen held his forehead in pain and regretted: "When His Majesty asked Zhang Yang to take charge of the adjustment of increasing revenue and reducing expenditures in the DPRK, this was still..."
Fang Xuanling said slowly: "I asked you to hand it over to Lishan."
Cen Wenwen saluted and said: "Xiang Fang's heart is all about the country. How could he have thought that Zhang Yang would take advantage of this to do such a thing? It is the official's negligence."
"It's not your fault, it's our fault that our vision is not as good as his."
Fang Xuanling's eyes were filled with admiration, and he smiled calmly: "He is the one who sees the long term. Zhang Yang brought wealth to Lishan through manufacturing. People like him want to get greater wealth.
Human resources must be mastered, otherwise Lishan will be just a huge workshop and it will be difficult to achieve anything."
"So that's it." Fang Xuanling nodded clearly and said with a smile: "Building a plank road to cross Chencang secretly? What a good trick, even I was deceived."
Cen Wenwen suddenly said: "No! If Lishan controls all the laborers in Guanzhong, the future construction of court halls or new palaces, official roads... won't it all depend on Lishan's face? What a Zhang Yang, he
Sure enough, he is not a good person."
"Prime Minister, I think it is time to unite various cities and towns to step up the investigation before Lishan, and the DPRK and China will also make some coordination."
After saying that, Cen Wenwen realized something was wrong again, shook his head in frustration and said: "I'm afraid it's too late. The technical institute in Lishan was not built in vain. The casting technology mastered by Lishan is not available in the court. This is where Lishan's confidence lies."
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Fang Xuanling added: "One link after another, Zhang Yang is very thoughtful."
At this moment in the East Palace, Li Chengqian looked at the saffron in front of him, which was donated by the Tubo people.
When Gongzan sent someone to deliver Xiao Zan Pu Gong from Tubo, Li Chengqian was wearing thin clothes, sitting by the stove, looking at the Tibetan man in front of him, and asked: "What does Xiao Zan Pu mean?"
"Your Highness, I have sent a message for little Zampu. The war in Tianzhu is over. Tubo wants to get the holy river behind the snow-capped mountains, but Wang Xuance ignored it. The Tang Dynasty did not give him the order, so little Zampu did not dare to move lightly."
Li Chengqian snorted coldly: "Of course your little Zampu doesn't dare to act rashly. Why do you say that the river belongs to you Tubo people?"
The Tubo man replied: "Back to Your Highness, the water of the holy river flows down from the snow-capped mountains of Tubo. The snow-capped mountains are the holy mountains of Tubo. The water flowing down naturally belongs to Tubo. How did it come to the people of Tianzhu?"
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Zhao Jie and He Ganchengji stood on each side, both looking at the expressions of the Tibetan people.
Now that the King of Wei has lived in Lishan for a long time and does not care about the government affairs, His Highness the Crown Prince will no longer be a threat in the court, and his enthronement is just around the corner.
This matter did not go through the Ministry of Menxia and Zhongshu, let alone the Ministry of Rites.
The Tubo people went straight to the East Palace, which showed the deep intention of little Zampu. He wanted to support His Royal Highness now and seek benefits for Tubo in the future.
Li Chengqian picked up a piece of saffron, as if admiring it, and said lightly: "I heard that your little Zampu has been in poor health since he was a child? Did he fall ill again after returning to Tubo from Chang'an City?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I am very concerned about His Royal Highness. I find that little Zampu's health has improved a lot and he is able to preside over many political affairs in Tubo."
"Okay." Li Chengqian put his hands on the table, sat upright and whispered: "Tell little Zampu that one day I will repay Tubo generously."
"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
The Tubo man left in a hurry, fearing to attract too many people's attention.
In the quiet East Palace, Li Chengqian's eyes were dark and he whispered: "Songtsen Gampo unified all the tribes of Tibet. I think he is a rare hero since ancient times. His son is also not simple."
Zhao Jie whispered: "Your Highness, can you trust Little Zanpu of Tubo?"
The Tubo people's words were also very simple. They were just waiting for the prince to ascend the throne before asking the Tubo people to support the East Palace in exchange for the snow-capped mountains and holy rivers.
Li Chengqian sneered and said: "The Tubo people are so brave, they dare to bribe the prince, I will not let them go lightly."
After saying this, the prince held a handful of saffron in his hand.
On the surface, His Highness the Crown Prince agreed to the Tubo people, but in a blink of an eye, the Prince of the East Palace showed such doubts about the Tubo people.
To put it bluntly, Tubo affairs have always been handled by the Ministry of Rites.
His Royal Highness will not collude with the Tubo people, or rather, His Royal Highness wants to take advantage of the Tubo people.
Li Anyan came back and handed over a memorial, "Your Highness, this is the memorial that I copied in the Zhongshu Province."
"Yes." Li Chengqian took the memorial and read it. He looked at the lines of text and said nothing for a long time.
Zhao Jie, Li Anyan, and He Qian Chengji also remained silent.
After a while, His Highness the Prince put down the memorial, took a sip of tea, and suddenly smiled.
The three guards all frowned, wondering why His Highness was laughing.
Li Chengqian whispered: "The old officials in the court pointed at Lishan and yelled, but they couldn't do anything about Lishan because of their emotions and reasons."
Li Anyan whispered: "His Royal Highness, as far as I know, people from Zhongshu Province have come to advise Your Majesty. All of this labor cannot be left in Lishan's hands."
"Then they underestimated Lishan too much. Do they think Lishan is still the same place as before, a place where people pay taxes honestly? Zhang Yang dared to seize Nanzhao if he dared to capture Gaochang under His Majesty's eyes. Now he is in a great position.
You are almost in the middle of the imperial court and you still think you can control Lishan?"
Li Anyan was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
By March in Guanzhong, the ice and snow have already melted, and occasionally a few spring rains fall, and the fields are full of busy farmers.
Zhang Yang walked with his daughter and Xiong Da on the mountainside. The father and daughter looked towards Lishan Technical College in the distance, where many people gathered.
Xiao Qingqing said worriedly: "Dad, I heard that the emperor's grandfather is now piled with memorials to impeach Lishan."
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "It's nothing more than impeachment. What's there to be afraid of?"
"My daughter is still worried that this matter will bring trouble to Lishan."
Zhang Yang whispered to her: "Look carefully, everyone in this vast sea of people is looking for a way out. For them, whoever can make them live a good life is their way out."
Xiao Qingqing replied in a childish voice: "If the emperor is benevolent and virtuous, there will be a way out. If the emperor is ignorant, the world will have no way out and there will be no good life."
Zhang Yang asked again: "Do you think the emperor can trust him?"
Xiao Qingqing replied: "Dad said that the emperor is also a human being, and the emperor's grandfather is also a human being. People must have restraints. If the emperor has no restraints, he will poison the world."
"Well, Lishan now controls the production technology. All counties in Guanzhong want Lishan's help, and these ordinary people come here to seek labor. We not only help the workshops arrange labor, but also give these labor-seeking people a share.
Opportunities to make a living.”
"What does this have to do with the emperor?" Xiao Qingqing asked again.
"What the emperor wants can only be found in Lishan. This is the foundation for Lishan. What Lishan gets is not only wealth, but also the hearts and minds of thousands of people. Look at them. In their eyes, Lishan is more like the emperor."
Son of Heaven, this is the bondage of the Emperor."
Xiao Qingqing scratched her head, frowned and said, "My daughter understands a little bit."
The mountain wind blew in his face, and Zhang Yang continued: "This world is ignorant, and this world is also chaotic. The Tang Dynasty is very young now, and it needs to be taken good care of. Never regard the emperor as your only hope. If it is true,
Then your whole life will be in the hands of the emperor."
Xiao Qingqing used her only ability to understand to think over and over again what her father had said.
Back then, a butterfly flapped its wings in Chang'an City, and now a wealthy businessman from Luoyang has arrived in Lishan.
Wearing expensive clothes, he got off the carriage and said to the guard in front of him: "The villain Xu Wang is here to find the Marquis of Lishan County."
"What's the matter with the county prince?"
"The villain is here to repay his kindness. Inside the carriage is a thousand coins!"
The guard took another look at this middle-aged man in expensive clothes. This man had sparse beard and hair, but his eyes looked calm and composed.
The guard came back after going to report the matter and said loudly: "The county prince has no time to see you now."
"I wonder if I can tell you in person that the villain brought a thousand coins?"
"I told you, but still missing."
"The villain was a horse dealer who was engaged in the carriage rental business in Chang'an City. Because of his previous recklessness, all his property was ruined. After that, the villain went to Luoyang and started from scratch. He has become the largest horse dealer in Luoyang. I hope to inform the county prince."
The guard left again.
After waiting for almost half an hour, the middle-aged vendor was sitting on the shaft of the cart eating dry food.
Finally seeing the figure of the guard running towards him, the merchant stood up quickly, wiped his mouth and straightened his clothes, saluted respectfully and said, "I wonder if the county lord has any reply."
The guard handed him a piece of paper and said: "The county marquis said that you should take the money back with you. There are matters explained in the letter. Just go and handle it."
The vendor Xu Wang carefully took the piece of paper, looked at the content on the paper, put it in his arms as if he had found a treasure, and saluted: "I would like to thank the county marquis on my behalf. I am willing to ride on horseback for the county marquis."
Seeing that the other party was unmoved and still guarding the village entrance, Xu Wang took one more look at the village, got back on the carriage, and asked the driver to drive away.
Zhang Yang had no time to pay attention to Lishan at this moment. He sat beside the teacher's bed and whispered: "Don't you think it's bad that you never go to Chang'an?"
Zhang Gongjin was lying on the bed, and he said slowly: "I always have to do something for you."
"Hmm? What have you always done?"
Zhang Gongjin closed his eyes and stopped talking, as if he was asleep.
Zhang Yang continued: "I have prepared a marriage for Da'an. Mr. Zheng agreed and we will get married tomorrow."
"Okay." Zhang Gongjin's breath became calmer again.
The teacher's wife was wiping away tears, and Li Yue was comforting her.
The wedding was held in a hurry, and Zhang Gongjin's body finally couldn't hold on any longer. After the teacher went to bed, Zhang Yang walked outside the house.
Sun Simiao stepped forward and whispered: "If it weren't for Lishan, he might have died of depression a few years ago. It's incredible that his body can survive until now. The county prince should also be more open-minded."
Zhang Yang nodded slightly and smiled again, "Tomorrow is Da'an's wedding day, so we have to let the teacher see it."
Sun Simiao nodded heavily, "I will be here these two days."
This was also the case when Wang Gui was seriously ill.
Zhang Yang saluted and said, "Thank you, Dr. Sun."
Sun Simiao added: "There are some things that I still don't understand. Maybe Wang Gui's death was a big blow to him, and his condition took a turn for the worse. The burden on the human body is limited, and his internal organs are already exhausted."