In the past, when Shangguan Yi was still here, he could arrange things, but after all, he was just a scholar."
"Later Shangguan Yi left, we people had no guidance and kept producing according to the original plan. Now you are here."
Yan Liben stroked his beard and said, "I'll do my best."
Master Jiang asked again: "Then we will go and measure in two days?"
"That's fine."
Yan Liben's integration into Lishan was extremely smooth. He was already an acquaintance of Lishan, and there were also former employees of the Ministry of Industry in Lishan.
It's just that after Master Yan came to Lishan, the main team of the Ministry of Industry also came to Lishan.
Li Tai still takes good care of his father-in-law and provides him with everything he needs.
Lishan gave Yan Liben a job. First, he also led the tutor of Lishan Technical Institute and taught craftsmen students.
Those who learn crafts in Lishan are all children over the age of fifteen. The rules here are very strange. People under the age of fifteen are not accepted, and people over the age of thirty are not accepted.
Several children were gathering together and talking quietly.
"How big an official is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry?"
"The six ministerial books saved by Zhongshu must be powerful."
Another child ran over quickly and said: "His Royal Highness the King of Wei and Yan Shangshu said that more people like this will come to teach in the future."
These children were from ordinary villagers' families, and they always felt that such a great person teaching should not be something children like them should listen to.
The affairs of the Gauls were relayed to Shangguan Yi through Xu Jingzong, who sent a letter to Lishan.
The weather has become much warmer recently, and the bedding and clothes are being dried at home.
When you walk out of the house, you can see bedding and clothes hanging in front of you, surrounding the entire Huaqing Pool.
Xin Xin'an ran over quickly, "Dad, Xiong San has been a lot suspicious lately."
Zhang Yang sat down and drank tea and replied: "She's pregnant, that's it."
"Is this the case when mother was pregnant with me?"
Listening to the child's innocent words, Zhang Yang put a hand on his temple and said distressedly: "If you ask your mother, I don't know."
Seeing that his son was still standing where he was, Zhang Yang planned to continue reading Shangguan Yi's letter, but then asked: "Do you have anything else to do?"
Xin Xin'an whispered: "Sister took the key to the laboratory in the study."
"Um."
"Then my sister got some gunpowder."
"What?"
Zhang Yang immediately stood up, looked around but could not find his daughter, and asked, "Where is your sister?"
Xiao An pointed in a direction and said, "That way."
Just as he was about to catch up, Zhang Yang looked back at him and continued: "If you have anything to do in the future, you must talk about the important things first."
"My child understands."
Zhang Yanggang took a step forward, turned around and said, "Remember!"
"Uh-huh."
Be careful not to keep nodding your head.
Following the direction pointed by his son, Zhang Yang walked all the way down the mountain. He usually let her play with firecrackers. Last time he let her play with firecrackers twice, but this time he actually used gunpowder directly.
The child was getting more and more outrageous. Zhang Yang walked quickly down the mountain road and heard several explosions.
He glanced around, saw the direction of the smoke, and walked away quickly.
Xiong Da squatted aside, and Zhang Yang saw the smoke rising from the model of Chang'an City, and looked at his daughter who seemed to be recording something.
"Huh? Daddy? Why are you here!"
She even looked surprised.
Zhang Yang picked up her back collar and looked at her little face that was blackened by gunpowder. The girl actually smiled.
"You are getting more and more courageous now. You dare to take gunpowder." Just after finishing speaking, Zhang Yang glanced at the model that was blown to pieces, slowly put her down, and whispered: "You have been using it for two months.
The model that was built in a long time was destroyed like this?”
Xiao Qingqing nodded and said, "Just build it again."
I feel really bad, but my daughter can make this model without a lot of effort.
Zhang Yang picked up the misfired bamboo joint and poured out some black medicinal powder, "Did you prepare this yourself?"
Xiao Qingqing looked down at her toes, "Yeah."
The formula of gunpowder has always been secret in Lishan, and no one except himself knows it. Usually, the gunpowder given to the court is placed in the primer device, hoarded and stored in the village warehouse, so that it can be used at any time.
"How do you know the secret recipe?"
Xiao Qingqing whispered: "I read a booklet written by my mother, which my father recorded when he was making fireworks."
"Oops." Zhang Yang looked a little painful while holding his forehead, "It's a hundred meters away."
My daughter-in-law had developed the habit of writing down dates in the past. When the fireworks were being made, she watched from the sidelines. She even saw the proportions.
And these are all written in her diary.
Thinking of everything that had happened in the past, Zhang Yang pulled her to sit down. He was no longer angry and said, "Where did your mother put her diary?"
Xiao Qingqing blinked and said, "Daddy, you want to see it?"
"I just asked casually."
"Mom said, dad can't watch it."
Zhang Yang clicked his tongue and said: "You can create such a small firecracker based on those alone?"
"Uh-huh."
"Do you know that this is the most important foundation for our Lishan Mountain?" Zhang Yang sighed: "Do you know what will happen if the emperor gets gunpowder?"
Xiao Qingqing whispered: "Grandpa Shigong once said that people can control themselves because they have morals and rules. If the emperor gets gunpowder, there will be no rules. Once people lose control, they will do some crazy things. This kind of
Madness changes with status, just like a mad family. If the emperor loses control, the consequences will be even more terrible."
Zhang Yang shook the fan in his hand, "Including your mother, you are the third person who knows this secret recipe."
"really?"
"That's natural. Even your Aunt Xiaohui and Aunt Xiaowu don't know."
For the sake of safety, Zhang Yang added: "You have to remember, this secret recipe must not be disclosed easily in the future, including the closest people."
Xiao Qingqing's eyes were full of seriousness.
This child is sensible, and she has remembered all the words of her master and grandfather that she was asked to remember before.
Xiao Qingqing added: "Lishan makes firearms for the emperor, but in fact Lishan controls the emperor, and Lishan can still develop his own family business?"
Zhang Yang nodded, "The emperor is ambitious, and the emperor's ambition is also unsatisfactory. Today he can take the Western Region, and tomorrow he can also kill everyone in the Western Region. The trust between people is very fragile, and it must always be carried with it.
Be defensive, no matter how sincere the emperor is to you, don't forget his identity, he can decide your life or death."
"My daughter must remember this."
Zhang Yang patted some weeds on her back, stood up and said, "Go home."
The daughter led Xiong Da all the way up the mountain. She asked again: "Are all emperors bad people?"
Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "Sometimes he is a bad person, sometimes he is a good person, and sometimes he pretends to be a good person."
"Well, it's so complicated."
"Yes, people are complicated."
Back on the mountain, Zhang Yang continued to read Shangguan Yi's letters. The letters contained all the things he encountered in court, such as who he had made friends with, whom he had met, or the memorials he had given to remonstrate had not been published.
adoption.
He said that the development of Lishan was so smooth because Lishan was small and did not have so many constraints. However, there were many constraints in the government, and the government's decrees had to be discussed by several courts from top to bottom.
Your Majesty has streamlined the three provinces and six ministries of the DPRK and Central Government, but the efficiency of issuing government orders is still not high enough.
After reading this, Zhang Yang felt that Lishan's decree was much simpler, and one thing could be settled in a few sentences.
The letter also said that in fact, he originally wanted to write a letter to Lishan. After all, he had been in Lishan for so many years, and he was concerned about what Lishan looks like now, how it is developing, how the field farming is, and whether the workshop scheduling can go smoothly?
Xu Jingzong came to him because of the Gauls.
The Gauls wanted to join forces with the Tang Dynasty to destroy the cannibals.
The letter contains a lot of words and lasts for more than ten pages.
Zhang Yang wrote a reply to him and told him that instead of making friends with the Gauls, it would be better to drive away the foodies and let the conflicts between the foodies and the Gauls begin again, so that the Tang Dynasty could reap the benefits.
The peace and marriage mentioned by the Gauls was not advisable, because Gaul was in internal chaos and its decline was inevitable sooner or later.
The royal family in the West wanted to make peace with the Tang Dynasty in order to consolidate their status, but even so, the Tang Dynasty was tens of thousands of miles away from them and beyond their reach, so a peace marriage was unnecessary.
He wrote some emotions about his experiences in court and gave him some pointers.
Then I wrote about the current situation in Lishan.
He replied to the letter and asked his aunt to arrange for someone to deliver it to Shangguan Yi. This time, Zhang Yang placed the key to the laboratory on the top of the bookshelf, on the partition behind the shelf.
In this way, even if my daughter steps on the stool, she can't reach it.
After doing this, Zhang Yang walked out of the study and saw his wife sitting aside sorting out some old clothes.
Li Yue frowned and said: "These old clothes are outgrown by the children, so they are just for the children in the village."
Zhang Yang drank tea leisurely and said in a low voice: "My daughter knows the proportion of gunpowder."
Hearing this, Li Yue stopped moving her hands, put one hand on her lower back and the other on her pregnant belly and asked curiously: "How did she know."
"Your diary."
"Well, last month she wanted to sleep in the bedroom, so I let her talk and said some thoughtful words." She suddenly smiled and added: "My daughter said she wanted to know what happened in our past, so I showed her the diary.
I lost my guard."
"When I figure out the rifling technology of the flintlock gun, I won't have to worry about the formula of gunpowder. The types of weapons in the future will change drastically."
Not far away, Xiao Qingqing was scolding his younger brother again because of his complaint.
Li Yue looked at the pair of children and smiled softly: "Actually, she misses Grandpa Grandpa very much, because Grandpa Grandpa's words are the most difficult to understand and the most unfamiliar truths are what she remembers most deeply."
She lowered her head to straighten her old clothes and added, "Sometimes I don't want my daughter to understand too early, and I worry that she won't grow up."
Thirteen-year-old Li Zhi was teaching little Si Zi to play shuttlecock. Xiao An, who was scolded by his sister, laughed heartlessly and wanted to play with him.
"The queen mother is still very worried about the prince. Maybe it is because the father put too much pressure on him in the past, and the emperor brother has become more and more harsh on others."
Zhang Yang said: "Find an opportunity and ask the prince to come to Lishan. I will have a good talk with this uncle."