Xiao Qingqing held his ears and said angrily: "Next time you dare to sneak into my yard, I will pluck off your ears and feed them to the bears."
After saying that, she let go of her hand.
Xin An angrily covered her red ear.
The way Zhang Yang stared at his son, it was obvious that he meant what he said.
After all, this matter could not be hidden from Li Yue. After all, they were their own children. They would know what their children had eaten in their last meal.
It was originally a festive day to welcome New Year's Eve, but the two children were not allowed to eat rice dumplings and had to sit in the house and were forced to write.
Xiao Qingqing had a sad face, sitting cross-legged and holding the side of her face with one hand, not looking at her younger brother.
Xing Xingan said: "Sister, how old are you after New Year's Eve?"
"Seven years old."
She said with a straight face and weakly.
Xin Xin'an said again: "Well, my brother is five years old."
Xiao Qingqing glared at him, then Xin'an lowered her head and stopped talking, writing with aggrieved words.
At night, the snoring of several bears came from the bear den.
Li Lizhi looked at this scene with a smile. Recently, the emperor's sister was dissatisfied with many things at home. It was like her brother-in-law was researching a kind of potion, and the strange smell would come out of the laboratory.
Therefore, the imperial sister often scolded her brother-in-law.
Xiaohui was wearing white men's clothes. She smiled and said, "It seems that the teacher is going to talk about Master again tonight."
Li Lizhi nodded in agreement.
Xiao Wu came riding a Sanhe horse, and she put down a baggage.
Xiaohui was surprised when she saw this and said, "Aren't you going home today?"
"Yes." Xiao Wu turned over and dismounted ably. She always likes to tie her hair up high.
Seeing Xiao Wu entering his room in silence, Li Lizhi frowned and said, "It must be because of her two brothers."
Xiaohui nodded and said, "Well, it's time to drive away those two brothers."
The two of them made up their mind and saw their master coming out of the laboratory, holding a small glass bottle in his hand.
"Huh? Master seems to have succeeded."
Li Lizhi and Xiao Hui also followed suit and saw the master holding a small bottle with some light green water in his hand.
Zhang Yang placed the bottle on the table.
Li Yue frowned and said, "What is this?"
"For essential oil, I use menthol, eucalyptus leaves, and cloves. To make it milder, I also add honeysuckle."
Zhang Yang opened the bottle cap, and the aroma of mint came out, "I thought it should be green at first, but I didn't expect it to be turbid gray. It was probably a filtration problem."
After that, he poured some out and put it under his son's nose.
Xiao An didn't react at first, but after a while, his eyes widened suddenly, he wiped his nose, ran quickly to the edge of the pool, and kept washing his face with water.
Li Yue asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Yang also applied some on himself, frowned and said, "It seems to be strong."
Just when Xiao Qingqing was also curious about Fengyoujing, her aunt had already arrived with a pot of fermented glutinous rice dumplings.
Finally, this Fengyoujing left Xiao Qingqing's sight and was taken into his arms by his father.
By the time Xiao An came back, she felt much better.
No matter how bad this year is and there are many worries in life, it is enough for the family to sit together when eating.
After the fireworks passed, the night returned to silence.
Until the morning light shone on the 800-mile Qinchuan River.
Zhang Yang was the first to wake up in the family. The bed was comfortable and his wife's side was also very warm.
But we still have to face the troubles in life. After getting dressed, I stretched my muscles by the Huaqing Pool.
The two aunts also got up early to clean up the house. They set off fireworks last night, and there were many exploding bamboo tubes in Huaqing Pool.
Also, the bowl from which I ate rice dumplings last night was still in the basin without being washed.
Aunt Yang walked over quickly and said, "Marquis of the County, that prince is standing on the mountainside."
"Well, I'll go take a look."
Aunt Wang added: "I'll take care of these things at home."
Zhang Yang put away his thoughts and walked down the mountain. In fact, Wang Gonggong had been recuperating since arriving at Lishan and did not participate in the formal production.
It takes a while for people to adapt to a new environment.
I hope that Wang Gonggong can use his abilities in the palace in Lishan, but it will also take time to get used to Lishan's style of doing things.
An eunuch who was able to stay with the emperor for such a long time did many shameful things for the emperor secretly, and also made many arrangements for the emperor openly.
It's just that when a person reaches his old age, if he just wants to retire quietly in Lishan, that's fine too.
Zhang Yang walked to the mountainside and saw Wang Gonggong standing here.
"I didn't realize how high this mountain was before, but now I can't climb it," he whispered.
"Well, actually, just leave a message in the mailbox at the foot of Lishan Mountain. I will read it every day. All matters in the village are also communicated through this mailbox."
Zhang Yang said as he helped Wang Gonggong walk down the mountain.
He glanced at the huge mailbox and saw Zhang Yang opening the lid of the mailbox and taking out a bag. There were many papers in this cloth bag. The papers were stacked in stacks and strung together with thin hemp ropes.
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Eunuch Wang nodded and said: "It turns out that the owner of Lishan can still keep Lishan's production in order without going down the mountain. This is the wonderful use of this place."
"It's just a bit of a whim, it can't be said to be very clever."
"Recently, the palace has sent people to deliver a lot of iron materials. Cen Wenwen is already waiting outside the village, so I thought of coming to inform the county marquis."
Zhang Yang glanced at the east and walked towards the east of the village with Wang Gonggong.
Walking along the path of the village, there are many villagers whose doors are still closed, and there are also a few families who got up early.
"Prince of Hejian County."
Li Xiaogong, who had gotten up early to vomit in front of his house, opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter with you kid?"
"Please, Lord Hejian, please go to the entrance of the village to the west and move some goods."
Li Xiaogong shivered in the cold wind for a while, then followed his footsteps.
When shouts rang out in the village, several men followed. Xu Guogong, warrior Xun, went to Chang'an City last night and will not be in the village for the next two days.
Some things were left to Li Xiaogong to arrange.
It’s the Chinese New Year, and the day before yesterday, the village just completed this year’s production tasks.
Cen Wenwen stood at the entrance of the village. When he saw the visitor, he smiled and bowed: "Long time no see, Marquis of the County?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Yang also saluted and said, "I haven't seen you for three months."
Cen Wenwen stood still again and sighed, "These are the iron materials sent by His Majesty. He said that when Lishan promised to cast the cannon, he asked his subordinates to arrange for them to be delivered."
He saw the person behind him and said, "I have met the prince of Hejian County."
Li Xiaogong waved to the villagers behind him to carry the iron materials, and carts were pushed out from behind.
"It will take a few more trips."
Zhang Yang looked at the iron materials in the car and frowned.
Cen Wenwen stood aside and made way for the villagers here. "Yesterday, the Fang Xiang and others read the memorial handed over by Pei Xingjian. The Fang Xiang praised it very much. His Majesty has approved it for implementation in all counties. However, the matter of implementation fell to
On Pei Xingjian."
Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't answer, he asked again: "Pei Xingjian is also a disciple of Lishan, so the county prince just sits back and does nothing?"
"This matter is not easy to handle."
"Sure enough, even you think so." Cen Wenwen worried: "Lishan can let the counties in Guanzhong participate in production, but it is difficult for the counties to taste the sweetness. The counties will not pay taxes easily, so how should we deal with it?
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Zhang Yang said melancholy: "I haven't had breakfast yet."
Cen Wenwen came closer and stood next to the county prince, "I didn't even eat when I was a junior official."
"Brother Wenwen, you were not like this before."
"Xiaguan was busy in Zhongshu Province last night until dawn. He just took a short break and had to deliver iron materials to Lishan. Isn't Lishan still unwilling to give him a meal?"
Zhang Yang looked at him and whispered: "Why does it sound like I deliberately saved my stomach to come to Lishan to have a meal, and then go back and have a good sleep? Only then can I be satisfied?"
"Oops." Cen Wenwen sighed: "The county prince saw through it."
"Brother Wenwen, there is no need to be so hypocritical between you and me."
"That's what the magistrate said."
Zhang Yang took him into the village. Everyone in the village was resting recently and the village was very quiet.
Arriving at a stone table, Li Xiaogong had the food brought over, including hot meat buns and wheat cakes, and a bowl of mutton soup.
Zhang Yang sat without moving his chopsticks, looking at Cen Wenwen who was devouring his food.
Li Xiaogong sighed: "How busy is the palace these days? You can't even get a meal?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Zhang Yang only cared about the mutton soup and ignored him.
"Huh..." Cen Wenwen let out a long breath and leaned back comfortably on the chair, "Well, Lishan's meat dishes are better."
"That's right." Cen Wenwen just stood up to leave, then turned around and said, "I feel that Pei Xingjian's tax policy still has some shortcomings."
Zhang Yang put down the bowl and chopsticks and whispered: "Really?"
Cen Wenwen frowned and thought again, "When my stomach was empty and my thoughts were empty, now I'm full and my thoughts are clear, well! I always feel that the strategy is incomplete. I wonder if the county magistrate has any suggestions?"
"Brother Wenwen, are you sure that I am the one who made the strategy?"
Cen Wenwen smiled and said: "The strategy was written by Pei Xingjian, and he must have been instructed by Li Shan."
Zhang Yang looked at him with a dissatisfied expression, "Brother Wenwen, since the Tang Dynasty has you, it is better for me to resign as soon as possible."
"Why did the County Marquis say this?" Cen Wenwen said with a smile: "What's the difference between the County Marquis now and resigning?"
Li Xiaogong was eating a piece of cake, which was his favorite with leek and meat filling, and his eyes wandered between Cen Wenwen and Zhang Yang.
Among the younger generation in the court, these two are considered the most outstanding, but I just don’t understand what they are talking about.
For Cen Wenwen, he had long expected that this strategy came from Lishan, and he also expected that the Marquis of Lishan County would have thought of this after seeing through it.
The strategy given was lacking. Lishan would not easily complete the strategy and wanted to make a price.
Zhang Yang also knew that the old foxes in the court could see clearly, and no one said anything.
"Brother Wenwen, I hope that the DPRK and China can give Lishan some more conveniences."
Cen Wenwen said with a smile on his face, "Please tell me, Marquis of the County, that the DPRK and China will definitely give you the conveniences that should be given."
At this time, Xiao An came riding on Xiong Er. He was holding a scroll and said, "Dad, mother, let me bring this to you."
Zhang Yang took the scroll, opened it, glanced at it, and said, "Where is your sister?"
"Sister and Aunt Lizi went hunting."
"Well, why don't you go?"
Xing'an lowered her head in grievance, full of difficulties but unable to express them.
This kid was beaten to death by his sister. Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "This is Uncle Wenwen. You have met him."
"My dear Zhang Xin'an, I have met Uncle Wenwen."
Cen Wenwen smiled and nodded, "He is a good boy."
"Dad, I want to find Uncle King Wei."
"Go ahead."
After the child rode the bear away, Zhang Yang said again: "Although our family is rich, our life is actually simple. If the government adds more tax items to Lishan, our life will be unbearable."
Cen Wenwen clasped his hands behind his back, coughed and said, "You guys in Lishan are as rich as any country in the world."
Zhang Yang said distressedly: "They all say that we are rich in Lishan. Even Brother Wenwen thinks so, but he has never considered how much the cost of Lishan is now? If the DPRK and China are going to make things worse, I'm afraid we won't be able to live this life."
Already."
"The magistrate understands the difficulty of the county prince. In fact, for so many years, Lishan's annual tax has been able to exceed the local state capital's annual tax. For this reason alone, the government can provide convenience and will not increase Lishan's tax burden."
tax."
"keep your word?"
"That's natural."
Zhang Yang became energetic again, "I want a piece of land along the coast of Jiangnan East Road."
Cen Wenwen twirled his beard and thought for a moment before saying, "I will give you advice to your majesty."
Many people in Guanzhong have never seen the sea. Li Xiaogong was lucky enough to go to the seaside once when he conquered the south.
The thoughts in his mind flashed past, and he still ate in silence.
A volume of book was placed in front of Cen Wenwen, and Zhang Yang explained: "This is the missing part."
"It turns out that the county prince has already prepared it."
"I knew you would come and ask."
Cen Wenwen took the scroll and shook his head: "It feels really uncomfortable to be plotted against."
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Why is it that the imperial court is plotting against me?"
"After all, it was just one move away from me. I will be more careful in the future." Cen Wenwen put the scroll into a cloth bag and did not open it immediately. He looked disappointed and said, "I have gone back, the county official."
Ho Mo wants to send it off."
"Brother Wenwen, I have a gift for you."
Hearing this, Zhang Yang took out a small glass bottle.
As soon as he saw that it was a glass vase, he knew it was a valuable item. Cen Wenwen backed away repeatedly, "Lishan is really rich as a country, so the glass vase can be given away as soon as it is given away."
Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly.
Cen Wenwen saw the word hypocrisy written all over the face of the county prince.
"Brother Wenwen, what I'm giving you is the medicinal liquid in the bottle. When you feel sleepy, apply some under your nose or behind your ears. It will refresh your mind."
Jiang Xin picked up the glass bottle with suspicion, and Cen Wenwen put it in his arms, "As agreed, the official will return the glass bottle to Lishan after finishing the liquid."
"Don't forget to give advice to the court."
"Your Majesty will take care of it."
Cen Wenwen left, walking very quickly, not wanting to stay in Lishan any longer.
Zhang Yang asked: "Prince Hejian County, is it Lishan that makes Brother Wen feel uncomfortable, or is it that I am not treating guests well?"
Li Xiaogong was finally full, and he burped happily and said, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Brother Wen has a dark face, as if Lishan owes him money."
Not long after Cen Wenwen left, the guards came in a hurry and said, "County Marquis, Duke Zheng is here."
