Master Xu Yu couldn't stand Yuan Gongyu's style, "Although Gongyu is older than me, I understand that people who cling to others will often be discarded like nothing."
Yuan Gongyu asked back: "You Jianghuai people are always very conceited."
"Gong Yu comes from a noble family in Henan, don't you understand the truth?"
Yuan Gongyu didn't want to argue with the other party. Since they couldn't talk about it together, the worst they could do was go their separate ways after the imperial examination.
The two returned to their respective teams and went to Chang'an after the rain stopped.
And their roster was sent to Lishan by Xu Jingzong early for the Ministry of Rites to select candidates this year.
Zhang Yang sat by the Huaqing Pool and looked at the bear. This bear didn't like rainy days the most. Every time it rained, it would sit under the eaves and sniff, waiting for the rain to stop.
Xiaohui thoughtfully handed over the tea, "Master, drink tea. The teacher told me not to catch a cold in the spring rain."
Zhang Yang picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, nodded and said: "I understand."
"Um."
Xiaohui nodded heavily and looked up to see that the bamboo pavilion was fairly solid. She smiled and said, "Xiao Qingqing was worried that this bamboo pavilion would be eaten by pandas."
After that, she covered the rain with her sleeves and ran back to the library, not caring that her cloth shoes were getting wet from the rain.
Zhang Yang saw the names Yuan Gongyu and Master Xu Yu.
Historically, Yuan Gongyu was not a good person like Xu Jingzong. It was also because of the power struggle between Empress Wu and Changsun Wuji that this person was able to keep his name, and Zhang Yang had some impressions of this person.
Master Xu Yu was a pretty good person. I remember his name because his granddaughter was Li Bai’s first wife that year.
It was Meng Haoran who introduced her, and Mrs. Xu became famous in history.
Unknowingly, it was already this year, Zhang Yang lamented that time flies by so fast, and some things have their own reasons.
There is always a stubborn desire to keep some regrets that did not happen.
Now is the thirteenth year of Zhenguan. This should be the beginning of the great poetry of the Tang Dynasty, and it is also an era when legendary figures are about to appear.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Yang circled these two names with a pen and placed them both in the Ministry of Rites, hoping that Xu Jingzong could fight for them.
After doing this, he handed the list to Aunt Wang who was standing aside, and said: "After the rain stops, Auntie will return this list to the Ministry of Etiquette."
"Here."
The two aunts have more and more gray hair every year, the children are growing taller every year, and the two aunts are getting older every year.
Zhang Yang sat under the bamboo pavilion, drinking tea and watching the rain falling from the sky into the Huaqing Pool.
The spring rain lasted all day and night. As the minister of Taifu Temple, Zhang Yang still wrote a memorial and asked his aunt to send the name list and the memorial together.
What the memorial says is that Taifu Temple was worried that Guanzhong would be a drought year this year, so it asked Chang'an City to store more water.
And we cannot open too many ditches this year. The more ditches we open, the lower the river bed water level will be.
The memorial was sent to the court but there was no reply. I heard my aunt explain that the court was preparing for the imperial examination.
Zhang Yang sighed: "Just wait a little longer."
When the spring rain stopped, Brother He Fei's letter finally arrived. From last winter to now, we finally have news about him.
The letter said that he had arrived in Liaodong. From the time he read this letter in Lishan, he had probably arrived in Baekje to join On Ting. He also said that the reason why he was able to hide his identity was because he hid in the team of Silla's envoys.
middle.
After giving Jin Chunqiu some money, the Silla envoy was happy to show him the way to Baekje.
Zhang Yang suddenly smiled, he didn't expect these two people to be together.
After receiving the letter from Brother He Bi, Zhang Yang's mood improved a lot. He placed the letter on the shaking oil lamp and let it burn quietly.
Li Tai's family and Li Yuan are here.
Today, Li Tai finally got a day off. He had been busy with Lishan Technical College for the past two days, and his feet were too busy to touch the ground.
Finally, when it rained, no villagers came to study anymore.
Dishes were placed on the stone table in the bamboo pavilion.
Li Yuan and Li Tai looked up and down, "When I came last time, I didn't see such a bamboo pavilion on Huaqing Pool. Is this a new one you built?"
Zhang Yang heard this and said: "There are some old bamboos in the south of Lishan Mountain. I cut some to make a bamboo pavilion. If the old bamboos are not cut down, it will be difficult to grow new bamboos. In order to grow more bamboo shoots, this is the only place where bamboos are planted in Lishan Mountain."
I don’t want the old bamboo to consume the land’s nutrients too much, which will make the new bamboo grow poorly.”
Li Tai completely ignored these words and devoured the food in front of him, especially the pot of soy sauce beef that he had already eaten most of.
Zhang Yang just took out some more soy beef from the jar and said with a smile: "I prepared enough last year, I can eat more this year."
"Uh-huh..." Li Tai nodded while eating.
The fat man ate quickly and became full quickly. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and let out a sigh of relief.
That is to say, Princess Wei is still learning to cook. Lishan's dishes pay attention to heat and seasoning, which is not as simple as ordinary people's.
Most of the time, Li Tai cooks the food himself.
Li Yuan looked at it for a long time, sat down at the stone table, and said: "I heard that after Zhang Gongjin passed away, Gao Shilian also fell seriously ill."
Li Tai wiped his mouth and nodded: "As people get older, they will become sicker. Grandpa Huang also needs to take care of himself."
Li Yuan picked up a piece of mutton chop from the basin, savored it carefully and said: "It is said that the method of cutting cattle is a butcher's skill. It can divide the meat and bones of the animal into dozens of parts without destroying the meat quality of the animal.
This mutton can be slaughtered in such an orderly manner.”
"I've always been curious about how you, a boy with all your abilities, learned such a way to kill a cow."
Li Tai added: "Grandpa Huang doesn't know. In fact, a chicken can be divided into several parts, and I can also do it."
He looked at Zhang Yang and then at Li Tai.
"Hahaha!" Li Yuan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "We are so free here, I think Erlang and Cheng Qian may be too busy to eat or sleep well."
Just like this, Zhang Yang found that there had been no reply to the memorial he submitted. It was because the court was too busy with spring affairs.
The functions of officials at all levels in the court were not divided in detail, which resulted in complex matters not being handled in detail.
I also thought about asking the emperor to separate Taifu Temple, otherwise everything would have to be reported to the DPRK, which would be inefficient.
It would be better if Taifu Temple could be independent and self-reliant.
The Ministry of Rites' business at the beginning was to seek power from the court, so Sun Wuji couldn't make a bet with him again?
Duke Guo of Zhao probably couldn't bear to look like this.
No matter how troubled he is, it's still the court's business and has nothing to do with Lishan.
While the three of them were sitting in the bamboo pavilion eating, a little while later it started to drizzle again.
After a meal, Li Tai tested the knowledge that his younger brother and sister had learned today. This summer, Li Yue will take an exam. This exam will determine whether they can graduate from Lishan.
There are three aspects to take the exam, physical education, mathematics, and essay.
Only Gao Yang, Qinghe and Dongyang can take the exam.
As for whether the three of them return to the palace or continue to stay here, it is entirely up to them.
Because these three children are all fifteen years old.
If they want to stay, they will be given their own rooms on the mountain.
After dinner, Li Yuan lay down in the bamboo pavilion and took a nap.
Zhang Yang received two more letters, one from Yuan Tiangang. Taoist Yuan said that he was going to retreat again.
Another letter was sent from the Hexi Corridor. Di Zhisun first asked about Di Renjie's current situation in Chang'an City, and also explained the situation of the sandy weather in the northwest this year.
On this May day in the thirteenth year of Zhenguan, the Imperial Examination was about to begin, and people were waiting for a new wind to blow through Guanzhong.
On this day, another group of people came outside Lishan Village. They were the rangers who followed He Fei to capture Nanzhao.
After going back to visit my hometown and my family in the winter over the past few years, we gathered again outside Lishan Village.
There is also Longwu Army stationed outside Lishan Village, and these rangers are not afraid of trouble.
Zhang Yang personally received them, saluted everyone and said, "I don't know what you want. If you want money, just ask."
Several people looked at each other. The leader was a strong man who had sent the letter to Lishan. He bowed and saluted and said: "We have nowhere to go when we return to our hometown, so we also ask the county prince to find a place for us."
After the spring rain in Guanzhong in May, the weather became hot again.
Zhang Yang stood with his hands behind his hands and asked: "If you want to enter Zhechong Mansion, a certain family can recommend it to the army. If you want to fight, you can also go to Persia. I recommend it to you. I also have some friendship with the British prince."
"Going back to the county prince, why did the general say that he wanted to capture Jiaozhi at the beginning? The things that year have not been completed yet. We want to lead the Nanzhao troops to attack. If this can be done, I hope the county prince will do it. I will stand on my own in Jiaozhi.
And is willing to hand over real estate to Lishan Mountain."
Zhang Yang didn't know what kind of people they wanted to be, but they all looked like righteous and upright men.
"Don't you want to stay in Guanzhong?"
"I have given all my money to my wife and children at home, and now I have nothing to worry about."
"The same goes for a certain family. After two years in Nanzhao, my mother-in-law became friends with someone else. I gave her money to treat a certain family's children well, and I no longer have any worries in the future."
"The mother of a certain family passed away and gave the money to her younger brother."
"Actually, why bother? The general has already squandered all his wealth for us. Now he has settled his family affairs and wants to start a new career. I hope the county prince will make it happen."
Looking at everyone, Zhang Yang nodded and said: "I am the king of Nanzhao now, so I can naturally order Nanzhao's troops. But have you really decided? After taking Jiaozhi, you will be independent?"
"Of course!"
They spoke with loud voices.
Zhang Yang continued: "After you capture the land, you can happily become a local faint king. How happy will this life be?"
"exactly."
"Hahaha!" Someone laughed, already thinking about the future happiness.
"There is an envoy from Nanzhao named Duluo in Chang'an City. You kidnap him and let him go with you on the expedition."
"Here!"
Zhang Yang cupped his hands and said: "This man is the heir of a prince in Nanzhao in the past. He can call on the villagers of Nanzhao for you."
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, "Thank you so much, Marquis of the County."
"That's right." Zhang Yang warned again: "I still have people in Nanzhao. They are from the Xu family of Jiangnan East Road. They are relatives of my disciple Xu Hui's mother's family. They help Lishan manage Nanzhao.
, I hope you can help me."
"After you capture Jiaozhi, Jiaozhi will be the territory of Nanzhao. I am the king of Nanzhao and grant you princes in various places. You can enjoy the food, but you cannot inherit it hereditary. Give me the list of your relatives in Guanzhong, and Lishan will treat them well."
, from now on you go and conquer cities and territories, and be as happy as you want."
"How about your family members, Lishan, take care of them so that you don't have to worry about anything?"
"Thank you, County Marquis!"
"You don't need to thank me. You are all He Bei's brother. I will help you with anything you need."
Zhang Yang had people prepare pen and ink, and asked them to write down their place of origin, names, family members and relatives. If they die in a foreign country, as the king of Nanzhao, Lishan can provide compensation.
These people did not know much about literacy, so Zhang Yang asked several children from the village to write for them.
"I also ask you to write another letter home. The content of the letter will tell you where you have been and what you are going to do. If there is any accident in the future, Lishan will provide you with compensation or you can leave it to Lishan."
Zhang Yang wrote another volume of appointment orders, wrote the names of these people, and stamped them with the seal of King Nanzhao.
After all these were confirmed, Zhang Yang saluted and said: "You will all be my Nanzhao generals from now on. I hope we will win!"
"What a great victory. I'll wait and see."
Zhang Yang smiled and saluted.
The family letters were handed over to their relatives from Lishan. After reading these family letters carefully, they were written very simply, with only a few sentences, and in a proud tone.
This is also a kind of guarantee and the credibility of Lishan.
The next day, Nanzhao envoy Duluo just left the post house and planned to go to Sifangguan to study today, but he was blocked by a group of strong men.
"Who are you?"
The other party grinned and said: "We are the generals of Nanzhao, and we have been ordered by the King of Nanzhao to take you to attack Jiaozhi."
"What kind of general is Nanzhao? I am the envoy of Nanzhao and I have never heard of any general."
The other party took out a decree with the seal of King Nanzhao. Duluo confirmed it several times and found that it was indeed the seal of King Nanzhao.
Du Luo hesitated and said: "I...I...someone wants to go to Sifangguan to study."
"What are you reading? Tie it up! Take it away!"
"Here!"
A group of strong men gathered around and tied up the Nanzhao envoy.
Du Luo said loudly: "You can't tie me up."
"I took you home and you still don't want to go back? I don't know what's good and I'll beat him up!"
After being severely beaten, Duluo was about to cry without tears. He really didn't want to go back to the backward Nanzhao.
If you kidnap someone in front of the inn, you will be questioned.
"This is our Nanzhao's state affairs. I hope you won't stop it."
When the officers and soldiers saw that the other party was holding the decree of King Nanzhao, they couldn't confirm it and asked the Foreign Affairs Academy.
After Li Yifu personally came to inquire, he smiled and said: "It's true that this county prince didn't inform the Ministry of Rites about such a big event."
After that, Li Yifu handed over another document and said: "With this document, you can go to Nanzhao unimpeded as long as you don't burn, kill and loot."
"Thank you."
"Unkind."
Even the officials of the Ministry of Rites were respectful to these strong men. Duluo was heartbroken and said to himself: "I wholeheartedly obey the orders of the county prince, why does the county prince treat me like this?"
Before Du Luo could recover from his despair, he found that he was being carried on his shoulders like a woman.