Your Majesty's temper has gotten much better recently. He hasn't lost his temper in the palace for a long time. Today he made a rare trip to Lishan.
Empress Changsun was sitting in the Lizheng Hall and whispered: "The conflict between Your Majesty and Zhang Yang's son-in-law has never changed."
Concubine Yang, who was sitting aside, whispered: "I don't know what will happen in the future. I hope the emperor and his ministers can put aside their grudges."
"Um."
Empress Changsun nodded and drank tea with many thoughts in her eyes.
Concubine Yang's words were very pious, like she was praying.
In the pavilion next to the Taiye Pool, Cen Wenwen originally wanted to retire, but then he remembered something and whispered: "Your Majesty, another group of people in Lishan have completed their studies this year."
Li Shimin asked: "How many people are there?"
"I know of 1,300 people."
After thinking for a while, Cen Wenwen bowed and said: "There are only 1,300 people. Those who have been taught by Lishan are all registered, and each county has a fixed quota. In Lishan's terms, they have graduated."
"Among them are more than 300 cooks, 650 civil servants and blacksmiths, and the rest are mostly engaged in accounting and weaving. Three hundred people were left in Lishan, and the rest were released and returned to various places in Guanzhong."
Looking up at His Majesty's back, Cen Wenwen added: "I am thinking that a group of people have just come out of Lishan. These people master Lishan skills. If there is a shortage of manpower in the court, I can make preparations early."
While talking, Cen Wenwen looked at the other side of Taiye Pond, which was the site where the Daming Palace was originally planned to be built.
However, the land in Longshouyuan is still barren and there is no intention to start construction. The land is also very muddy in the rain.
Li Shimin said in a deep voice: "Do you think it is necessary to let Yan Liben come back?"
Cen Wenwen replied: "Now Master Yan is building Lishan Mountain. If the construction of Lishan Mountain has contributed to the country, it is better to let him stay there. As for the construction of the palace, there are actually many people in the palace who can take charge of this matter."
Li Shimin whispered: "Assistant machine, he is becoming more and more narrow-minded. He is prejudiced against many people. You are more cautious."
Cen Wenwen bowed and said, "This is your Majesty's clear warning."
"Well, then let Yan Liben stay in Lishan. At least I want to know what Lishan is going to build. You send someone to tell him that everything related to the construction of Lishan will be sent to the palace."
"I understand."
The emperor's face regained his confidence. The emperor felt that Lishan was of greater value. Zhang Yang's method of letting Yan Liben stay in Lishan was not clever, and Yan Liben also gave in half-heartedly.
Then let him stay there. The DPRK needs to have an understanding of the construction of Lishan. With him placed inside Lishan, Li Shimin feels more at ease.
It would be better if Yan Liben could secretly learn the art of firearm casting.
After explaining these words to the emperor, Cen Wenwen thought about it for a while, as if he had finished saying everything he needed to say, and then replied: "I have resigned."
The emperor still stood by the Taiye Pond. After Cen Wenwen left, he asked: "Are Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng still in retreat?"
The prince replied: "Still in retreat."
"Hmph, there is a rumor that Zhang Yang and Yuan Tiangang have realized gravity because of a fruit. Zhang Yang really dares to talk nonsense."
The emperor finally took a step forward and left the Taiye Pond. He asked again: "What is the name of that fruit?"
Eunuch Wang also frowned and thought, "It seems to be called Apple."
"Well, Apple." Li Shimin shook his head and smiled, "Is there any fairy fruit in Lishan that can make people enlightened?"
The prince's expression became serious and he said quickly: "Old slave, I will ask someone to bring apples."
Li Shimin said quietly: "You have served my father for many years before, and now you have been by my side for so many years. After this year, you will also go to Lishan to take care of my father for the rest of his life."
Hearing this, the prince stood in the rain and stopped, with a complicated look on his face and mixed feelings in his heart.
Seeing that there was no one beside His Majesty, he followed up again and said: "Old slave, take orders."
Cen Wenwen braved the rain and walked from Taiye Lake to Zhongshu Province. There are only a few officials in Zhongshu Province now, and everyone is very busy these days after autumn.
Even the Prime Minister, Zheng Gong, and Zhao Guogong seldom stopped in Zhongshu Province. Everyone was preparing for the imperial examination in the coming year.
When he walked under the eaves, he saw Pei Xingjian and Chu Suiliang sitting opposite each other.
The scene looks like a confrontation.
Pei Xingjian looked lazy, perhaps because he had developed a bad temper during his years in the army, and his conversation was not formal.
In front of Chu Suiliang were memorials one after another, and the pen in his hand was still writing, as if he was approving them.
"Master Chu, when can we receive the money from Jingzhao Mansion?"
"I'll give it to you when I make the final decision."
The conversation between the two began, and Cen Wenwen stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching the play with great interest.
Pei Xingjian held a booklet in his hand and tapped the edge of the booklet against the table.
With a guilty look on his face, he said: "Shilang Chu, can this dilapidated Jingzhao Mansion be repaired? The government office is still leaking on rainy days. How can I teach the brothers how to do things? Every time I ask the court to send someone to repair it, they are always rejected.
Mr. Chu was stopped."
Chu Suiliang did not raise his head and continued to approve the memorial. He replied: "Everywhere in the court needs manpower, are you, Jingzhao Mansion, the only one in a hurry?"
"Yeah?"
Chu Suiliang slammed the document on the table, "Look at where the six departments in the three provinces and six departments of the DPRK and Central China do not need manpower?"
After the words fell, the three or two minor officials who were already in Zhongshu Province were busy with their own affairs. Now they all looked over, and finally fell on Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Cenwen, whose status was second only to Zhongshu Ling Zhao Guogong.
Seeing that Cen Zhongcheng didn't speak, everyone lowered their heads and continued to go about their business.
Chu Suiliang was already angry and stared at him. He could no longer approve the official document.
Pei Xingjian clicked his tongue and felt a little disappointed, as if he was the one who was in trouble, not Minister Chu.
After a long time, Pei Xingjian finally put down the memorial, put his hands on his knees, and said: "Things have their own priorities. Jingzhao Mansion governs the twelve counties of Chang'an City and is responsible for the livelihood of tens of thousands of households. Can't we provide help?"
Chu Suiliang closed his eyes as if to calm his breathing, gritted his teeth and spoke out, "It's time for help. You go to Lishan. The Marquis of Lishan County can repair Jingzhao Mansion into a palace."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Pei Xingjian looked unhappy, "Could it be that Mr. Chu thought that Pei was a lackey of Lishan?"
Chu Suiliang wanted to say that you were just a lackey, but he swallowed the words as he spoke, took out an account book and said, "See for yourself!"
Taking the booklet, Pei Xingjian frowned and looked at it with a tangled expression. All the construction projects in Chang'an City were listed in this account book. Among them, there were thousands of people building Chifang City in Qujiang. In order to build a city, a lot of construction work was done.
There are more than ten places where the palace walls have been repaired, and the outer walls of the Wei Palace have been built.
Pei Xingjian nodded and said, "I will ask you for some stone and wood, and the court will give you some money. I will figure out how to deal with the manpower myself."
"No money!"
Chu Suiliang still had a stern face.
"Hey! Don't bully a certain family, Mr. Chu. He brought so much gold last time."
Chu Suiliang forced himself to calm down and said in a deep voice: "Do you think people live in the imperial court? The money brought back is not only used to make up for the deficit for many years, but it also has to be paid to the governor's offices in various places, not to mention the various places.
The official added that there is no need to spend money anywhere.”
He patted the account book and said: "Many officials in the court have not purchased their official uniforms."
In Chu Suiliang's words, the court was very poor, so poor that it almost ran away like a mouse.
Cen Wenwen knew in his heart that even though the cost was tight, the government was more than enough to deal with those things.
"I don't need much from the official position. Five guans of money is enough."
Chu Suiliang sighed, as if he had compromised, and said slowly: "Three Guans of Money."
"Four passes!"
"Three passes!"
"Three to five!"
Chu Suiliang was so angry that his hands trembling on the account book, he smiled and said: "Where do you think this is, bargaining with me?"
"Then three pieces of money."
Pei Xingjian knew that if he continued to make trouble, he might not get a penny at all. After all, Chu Suiliang was now the Vice Minister of Zhongshu, taking the original position of Cen Wenwen.
After taking Chu Suiliang's documents, he left to collect the money from the warehouse.
Chu Suiliang shook his head and let out a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw Cen Wenwen. He stood up and saluted: "Funny."
Cen Wenwen waved his hand and said: "Your Majesty attaches great importance to the construction of Qujiangli."
But just as the man named Pei left, he came back again, with an anxious and hopeful look on his face: "Shilang Chu, I forgot something."
"What's wrong with you!"
Finally, Chu Suiliang couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Are you done yet?"
Pei Xingjian still smiled and asked, "Should the lower official's salary be paid in the autumn or next year?"
"I'll give it to you before you take a bath."
"Thank you."
Pei Xingjian thanked him and hurriedly left Zhongshu Province.
Chu Suiliang sat down again, trembling with anger. He was really fed up with this person named Pei.
As soon as I walked not far away, I bumped into Li Yifu.
"I've met Li Shaoqing."
"Prefect Pei doesn't need to be polite." Li Yifu said with a polite look on his face, "Fu Yin's official rank is much higher than that of a lower official."
Seeing that Pei Xingjian still maintained a humble attitude, Li Yifu patted him on the back in a friendly manner and said, "Is it Chu Suiliang who is making things difficult for you?"
Pei Xingjian still held the document in his hand, "Not really, Minister Chu must have his difficulties too."
Later, Chu Suiliang asked about the whereabouts of the money. In fact, Pei Xingjian did not use the money to repair Jingzhao Mansion, but used the money to repair ditches and roads in various counties.
As a result, Pei Xingjian's reputation in various counties became even better.
This incident quickly spread among the government and the public. Chu Suiliang has been feeling very melancholy recently. He originally made things difficult for Pei Xingjian, but now there is a lot of discussion in the government.
Although they would not speak loudly during the court session, in their private discussions, they could feel that they had become villains in everyone's eyes.
And Pei Xingjian became a talent that everyone thought could be developed.
Back at his residence, Chu Suiliang kept pouring himself wine and said: "I do everything for the sake of the country. They don't understand me!"
He put all the annoyance and resentment in his heart into the drink
In the Hongwen Museum in Chang'an City, Di Renjie has grown a lot recently. Children aged eleven or twelve will grow one point taller every day.
According to Xu Jingzong's suggestion, Di Renjie not only read these classics of previous sages, but also read historical books.
Jin Shu and Han Shu became Di Renjie’s passion.
Zhang Jianzhi said: "Renjie, how about we go hunting in autumn."
Di Renjie held the scroll in his hand and said, "This is the Han Shu reprinted by Lishan. It is written in Mr. Ouyang Xun's regular script. It looks very comfortable."
"Go! Autumn! Hunt!" Zhang Jian said every word.
"Cambodian, you should study more. In three years we will be able to take the imperial examination."
"Renjie, you are too obsessed."
Di Renjie replied: "It's not obsession, but need. Doesn't Jianzhi study?"
Zhang Jianzhi smiled freely and said: "There are ravines in my lower chest, but there are hundreds of poems in Lishan Mountain. Even if I read it for a lifetime, I can't write it. Wanli is a sad autumn, a frequent guest, and a hundred years of illness only appear on the stage."
Di Renjie repeated: "Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for a hundred years and is alone on the stage. Alas..."
This card was beaten, so beaten that it lost its fighting spirit.
Lishan's poems were so amazing that the literati in Chang'an City wanted to compare the Marquis of Lishan County to a poetry fairy.
In fact, the rumored county prince is already an immortal.
Di Renjie stopped talking to Zhang Jianzhi and leaned against the bookshelf, his face full of puzzlement and confusion.
What is puzzling is that the Marquis of Lishan County is not yet thirty, and he has a lot of knowledge.
It is not easy for an ordinary person to achieve all the attainments in one area after studying hard all his life.
Just like the numeracy skills of Taoist Master Li Chunfeng, his numeracy skills are considered to be among the best in the world.
But how does Taoist Priest Li Chunfeng compare with Zhang Yang?
I heard people from Hongwen Hall talking about how Taoist Li Chunfeng gave Zhang Yang a lecture, but the lecture could not continue after just one day.
The Marquis of Lishan County almost drove Daochang Li crazy.
It is conceivable that the numeracy level of the Marquis of Lishan County was higher than that of Taoist Li. Later, Taoist Li Chunfeng built the zodiac armillary sphere and placed it in Qintian Prison.
It is not known what level Daochang Li is now. Judging from his deeds back then, Zhang Yang's numeracy skills are even higher.
Taoist priest Yuan Tiangang also received guidance from the Marquis of Lishan County in terms of longitude and latitude.
Not to mention the current poetry and Lishan construction.
Di Renjie shook his head and said, "Isn't he really an immortal?"
By noon, the students in Hongwen Hall had almost dispersed, and Di Renjie discovered that Zhang Jianzhi had left at some point.
He also put the scroll back and walked out of Hongwen Hall.
When he saw Xu Jingzong at the door, Di Renjie said curiously: "Eh? Mr. Xu."
Xu Jingzong tore off half a piece of cake and handed it to him, "You must be hungry."
"Well, I'm hungry."
Di Renjie took the cake and started eating it.
As a young man and a young man walked on Zhuque Street, he whispered: "Shilang Xu, is the Marquis of Lishan County really an immortal?"
Xu Jingzong sighed: "I have worked with the county marquis in the Ministry of Rites for many years. When it comes to dealing with wars outside the customs, the county marquis can always seize the opportunity. Sometimes if the opportunity is not available, then create one."
"It is precisely in this way that we can seize Gaochang, support the young Turkic Khan, besiege Songtsan Gampo, and frighten the Western Regions by working step by step."
"According to what Shilang Xu said, if the county prince is so powerful, why should he hide in Lishan?" Di Renjie said again: "Back then, there were only two people in the Ministry of Rites, the county prince and Xu Shilang. If there was no Shilang Xu, the county prince would also be
It’s hard to support a tree alone.”
"The county prince cannot escape from the world because he has no intention of being utilitarian."
Di Renjie asked: "Isn't it true that the emperor and his ministers are jealous?"