Now that she has learned it, Zhang Yang feels that it is difficult to give her new inspiration.
"How about some drinks tonight?"
"Huh? Why do you suddenly want to drink?"
"Just think of it as your graduation."
Li Yue suddenly smiled brightly, turned around and said, "Well, let's drink tonight."
Until night, when the children had rested, Zhang Yang quietly opened the door and took some rice noodles, meat and a pot from outside.
Zhang Yang is frying dumplings in a pan.
Li Yue prepared some vinegar, warmed the wine, and prepared the bowls and chopsticks.
The couple clinked their wine glasses, and Zhang Yang said, "Congratulations on your graduation."
Li Yue took a sip of wine and ate another dumpling, "Well, my husband's craftsmanship is as good as ever."
While I was eating, I saw the door of the room being slowly pushed open.
A pair of short legs came in, and Xiao Qingqing rubbed her sleepy eyes, "Dad, Mom, what are you eating? I smell it."
It was still raining outside, so Zhang Yang carried her into the house and said, "Come and have something to eat, too."
Xiao Qingqing smelled the dumplings and said, "Well, they smell really good."
It was a good thing that the child didn't come. As soon as she entered the house, Xing'an came with Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui.
Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly.
Li Yue said helplessly: "Go and call your aunts and uncles to eat dumplings."
"Um."
Xiao An ran out quickly again.
The room was lively again, and there were not enough dumplings to eat, so Zhang Yang had to wrap the dumplings while Li Yue was frying them.
As soon as the pan-fried dumplings came out, they were snatched by children.
At midnight, the children went back to sleep.
Zhang Yang cleaned up the messy room, "These little devils are really merciless when it comes to eating."
Li Yue smiled and said: "That's good too."
The married life is rarely peaceful, and there are so many children at home, but the wife still has a happy smile on her face.
The purpose was to give my daughter-in-law a quiet late-night snack, and for the couple to celebrate the end of their math studies.
In the end, it ended lively.
After cleaning up the house, the two of them were so tired that they fell asleep after washing up.
It rained all day and night in autumn. When Zhang Yang woke up, it was still dark. He got up early for a morning run. The rain had just stopped and the mountain road was very muddy.
The secret recipe for fried dumplings is delivered to the foot of the mountain. This is one of the menus to be prepared for New Year’s Eve this year.
Li Tai personally tried the fried dumplings. Seeing his guards fighting for them, he said angrily: "Are you three-year-olds? Are you still fighting for food?"
The guards took the chopsticks back, and the remaining dumplings belonged to His Highness King Wei.
Li Tai ate the dumplings with satisfaction and said, "It's really good."
The rain has just stopped and Zhang Yang went to visit the Supreme Emperor today.
Li Tai was a smart fat man. He fried dumplings and brought them to his grandpa Huang.
Li Yuan ate the fried dumplings with satisfaction, "Well, Qingque's cooking skills are even better."
Zhang Yang stood aside with his hands folded, "You should eat less greasy food."
Li Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's okay to take a bite or two once in a while."
Lishan became even quieter after the rain. Li Tai whispered: "Brother-in-law, since the existence of electromagnetism can be proven, can it be applied?"
Zhang Yang sighed: "It's quite difficult."
“What are we going to do with so much tungsten ore?”
"Keep it useful."
After that, seeing the fat man hesitate to speak, Zhang Yang took out a key and led him to the warehouse.
The warehouse where the copper coins are kept is the largest, and there are mountains of copper coins in it.
Li Tai stared at the big lock eagerly until the key opened the lock, the heavy wooden door opened, and what he saw was a hill of copper coins.
Zhang Yang said: "I know the village needs money again, so I will take another thousand guan out."
Li Tai quickly called his guards to come and move the money.
They put strings of copper coins on the cart, confirmed the number, and then pulled them out.
Friends have been together for a long time and understand each other well.
You can tell what Li Tai is thinking by looking at his expression. His wife has also considered that according to the expenses in the village, today she is running out of money.
Li Tai sat aside with his hands folded, "We have to build another railway this year, and we have to build such a large technical institute. It is another very expensive year."
"How's the pendulum clock going?"
"We can only cope with 30%. I also gave them a message, saying that all the pendulum clocks will be delivered before winter."
At this point, he added: "These things are too delaying, so it is better to give the secret recipe of the pendulum clock to others."
Zhang Yang said: "This thing is not easy to make, and it cannot be mastered by ordinary workshops."
Li Tai turned his head, "What should we plan for the future?"
"Let's wait until the railway is completed."
The guard replied: "His Royal Highness, the King of Wei, has pulled them all out, a total of one thousand strings."
One thousand guan today, and three to five thousand guan in a few days. More and more money is spent, and there is no time when the money will come back.
Li Xiaogong was surrounded by a group of children, each of whom was begging for candy.
Listening to the report from Li Tai's guards, these guards worked with Li Tai and their knowledge of physics was not bad.
Li Tai followed him to Lishan before he was old enough to get married, and he has been here for so many years.
These people have done their best for so many years, and their families all live in Lishan.
Sometimes, Li Tai's bodyguard can be regarded as half of the research and development team.
"Your Highness, King Wei, all the money is ready."
He repeated it again.
Li Tai stood up and walked, saying, "Counting money is the most annoying thing. It's annoying, it's annoying."
Zhang Yang closed the warehouse door, locked it again, turned around and left with his hands in his hands.
I looked up and saw that the weather was still gray. After standing for a while, the rain fell down and landed on my face.
Just one or two drops at first, then three drops, and then patches of rain falling in the wind.
Zhang Yang walked to the teacher's former residence. This house is still vacant. No one has set foot here for more than a year.
Pushing open the old door, you can still see the teacher's wheelchair. The dust on the wheelchair is very thick.
This is one of the best houses in the village. The house is very large, and the sun can shine in through the windows.
There is a wooden barrel under the eaves. This barrel has been placed under the eaves for a long time, and there is water accumulation and moss on the bottom.
Zhang Yang sat down on the eaves, shoveled away the moss, and fetched another bucket of water.
Picking up the broom from the corner, all the bamboo strips on the broom fell off.
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Seeing the medicine bowl commonly used by the teacher, Zhang Yang looked at the empty bowl and said in a daze: "Teacher, it's been more than a year since you left, and you don't want my wife to leave a spiritual place here."
When the wind blew, the rain also drifted in. The back of my hand was stained with rain, feeling the coolness and seeming to respond.
Zhang Yang stood up slowly, looked at the furnishings in the room, and tidied up the place by himself, restoring it to its original appearance.
"It's a rainy day now. I'll clean it up when it clears up."
Not long after, Li Yue came with her children. She looked at the husband in the house and remained silent.
Zhang Yang turned around and saw his wife.
The couple looked at each other and understood each other.
"When I think about today, I know that my husband will be here."
"Well, the teacher left Lishan today."
Li Yue sighed in frustration, "Master's wife never came to Lishan again."
Zhang Yang held her hand and walked together, "I still don't understand what the teacher said to Changsun Wuji when he returned to Chang'an."
"If the teacher makes special arrangements, he will know about it in the future."
"The teacher knows that I don't like this feeling, but he still does it. Just like the old man Changsun said, he will still plot against others after death."
In this era, Zhang Gongjin is his only true teacher.
Without him, Zhang Yang doesn't know what he would have become.
Even my daughter is remembering this master. She didn't know it before, but now she is more sensible and knows that the master has passed away and will never come back.
If her master was still alive, he might still be telling her stories about the heroes of the world and heroes from all walks of life.
There are many things in the world that are difficult to resolve intentionally, and there are also many things that are filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.
Just like Mr. Wen Yanbo passed away, even if he lived for a month or two longer, he would still be able to hear the Tang Dynasty's decree to recover Goguryeo and take back the four Han counties.
The Tang Dynasty had accomplished things that the Sui Dynasty had not been able to accomplish before. Now we can only write down these things and burn them to the old man, so as to tell him how powerful the Tang Dynasty is now.
The Tang Dynasty made up for the regrets of the former Sui Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty opened the Andong Protectorate and the Hanhai Protectorate, and the barbarians once again surrendered to the Central Plains.
Tian Khan was admired from all over the world, and even the Gauls as far away as the West were able to come to the Tang Dynasty to congratulate him.
What a grand occasion this is.
Their ideal is that the Tang Dynasty can be powerful, that the Tang Dynasty can conquer the four seas, and that the territory belonging to the Central Plains can be recovered.
But neither Mr. Wen nor the teacher can see these things.
Master and teacher were in a very low mood today, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui could tell, and they deliberately lowered their tone when speaking.
Half a month later, Zhang Yang often went to the clock tower for maintenance. The clock often malfunctioned and the internal gears were easily stuck. Zhang Yang oiled it and retightened the screws.
Put down the rope and then continue to rotate.
If there were fluorescent powder and the hands could be improved, people could see the movement of the hands at night.
Natural phosphor is difficult to obtain. It would be great if we could take out the Emperor's Luminous Pearl, break it into pieces and apply it on the hands.
After getting off the bell tower, Zhang Yang took the kettle handed by his daughter, drank the water and said: "Recite the Afang Palace Fu."
"Yes." Xiao Qingqing walked all the way while reciting: "The six kings are complete, the four seas are one, Shushan is Wu, A Fang comes out, and the pressure is more than three hundred miles..."
Just after reciting two sentences, she asked: "Dad, is Afang Palace really so luxurious?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "The current emperor also wants to build another palace."
"Like Afang Palace?"
"Probably not. Although the emperor is a bad guy, he doesn't have enough manpower now." Zhang Yang put the cork on the kettle and said: "Now most of the human resources in Guanzhong are in the hands of Lishan. He wants to build
The palace wants Lishan to make arrangements for him."
Xiao Qingqing wondered: "If the emperor decrees to recruit people, he will ignore Lishan's objection."
Zhang Yang chuckled and said: "Then you go and blow up Chang'an City."
A hint of joy flashed through her eyes: "Seriously?"
"Well, remember to take Uncle Wei Wang, the Supreme Emperor, and Uncle Hejian with you when you go to bomb."
"My daughter understands that the emperor will not dare to make any mistakes."
Zhang Yang patted the back of her head and said, "There is progress."
In the Ganlu Hall, Li Shimin kept pouring tea into his mouth.
The eunuchs and maids stood aside, not daring to say a word.
His Majesty has a very bad temper these days. The reason is that His Majesty asked Lishan to build another 3,000 artillery pieces, but he was rejected.
Where does this Lishan have the courage to disobey the will?
Of course Li Shimin wanted to lead troops to attack Lishan. This idea had occurred in his mind countless times. Even in his dream, Zhang Yang's ways of death were much richer.
"This traitor, bastard!"
Li Shimin cursed angrily.
Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuji stood aside silently. The two important officials in the court had their own thoughts.
Changsun Wuji felt that Lishan was confident because they mastered very superb casting techniques.
What Wei Zheng was worried about was the current situation. His Majesty would disregard the power of the people and the laws of nature for the sake of artillery.
Once the emperor loses control, the consequences will be disastrous.
Firearms have amplified His Majesty's ambitions. Wei Zheng has been feeling deeply tired recently. As he gets older, he becomes more and more unable to fulfill his ambitions.
If one day I grow old, the only person who can control His Majesty is Li Shan.
But Zhang Yang is a very undisciplined person. If Lishan can keep suppressing His Majesty's ambition like this, Wei Zheng feels that he can rest in peace even if he dies.
"Your Majesty!" Li Junxian came in a hurry, "The battle report from the Anton Protectorate has arrived."
Li Shimin finally regained his energy and said in a deep voice: "Pass it over."
"Here."
A military newspaper was opened, which contained various stories about the expedition of the Anton Protectorate.
It has been a year since the Silla envoys came to Chang'an City to pay their respects.
I just wanted to see if there are really so many silver mountains on the Japanese island.
Li Junxian replied: "Your Majesty, there is also the credential of Silla Minister Jin Chunqiu, and the disciples of the Wen family also sent the battle report to Lishan."
When he heard the word "Lishan", the veins on Li Shimin's forehead visibly twitched.
In Chang'an City, as the battle report from Liaodong arrived, the imperial city was quiet. Officials were walking around among the government offices one by one. Everyone was inquiring about the military report and waiting for news from the palace to come out.
In Taichang Temple, Li Yifu covered his face with a letter and cried bitterly, "The county prince finally wrote a letter to the official."
Xu Jingzong consoled him: "Yifu doesn't need to be so excited."
"The Marquis of the County said that doing nothing is based on benevolence and righteousness. Good deeds are not done in name, and merit is not done in profit." Li Yifu murmured to himself: "Good deeds are not done in name, merit is not done in benefit. County
Hou’s words are truly profound and unpredictable.”
Xu Jingzong patted his back and comforted him: "So Lishan still takes you seriously."
Now Zhang Yang can make Li Yifu look like this with just one word.
As long as Lishan stamps his feet, the people in Guanzhong will take notice.
What kind of fame and power is this.
Xu Jingzong looked at Li Yifu as if he were a poor man. He was very pitiful. He wanted to get rid of his lowly status all his life.
But at the same time, Li Yifu is a person with strong self-esteem and will not obey others easily.
He took the letter and whispered: "Shilang Xu, from now on the enemies of the county prince are the enemies of the lower officials."
"Hehehe..." Xu Jingzong said with a smile: "All the enemies of the county prince have died long ago."