Changsun Wuji added: "Your Majesty, managing Lishan Mountain is not something that can happen overnight. The railway built by Lishan Mountain wants to benefit Guanzhong, and the people of Guanzhong praise it. The fame is so high that it is difficult to cover up the limelight for a while. Moreover, once the construction is stopped at one place, it may attract people.
Criticism."
"For Lishan, there may not be much loss in stopping work at a few places, but for the villagers, they have lost their jobs, and Lishan has always been based on the masses. We might as well wait a few more years to see what happens to Lishan in the future before making plans.
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Li Shimin sighed: "Perhaps I have seen too much life and death, and I have become impatient."
Changsun Wuji bowed and saluted, "Your Majesty's sage is a blessing to the country."
After ordering someone to move a chair and sit down, Li Shimin looked at the calm water and said, "I heard that you and Lishan have been very close recently."
Changsun Wuji looked at His Majesty's expression again, bowed and saluted, "I take my leave."
As long as His Majesty no longer wants to build the Daming Palace, the stone in Changsun Wuji's heart has finally fallen to the ground.
After the death of the Supreme Emperor, all the fortifications in Lishan were stopped for three days, and construction resumed three days later.
In Lishan, Zhang Xin'an looked at the family's money being moved out one by one, and said aggrievedly: "Don't move anymore. If you move any more, it will be finished."
Zhang Qingqing kicked his younger brother, "That's all you have."
"Sister, why did you kick me?"
Zhang Qingqing raised his foot and kicked her again, "Don't embarrass your sister here. With so much money, you will be in this state. How will you maintain the family business in the future?"
"Our family's wealth cannot be spent like this."
"How dare you talk back!"
"Ah!" Zhang Xin'an covered her head and ran away quickly, for fear of being beaten by her sister again.
Seeing this scene, Xu Hui couldn't help but shake her head and whispered: "You two siblings are really..."
"My younger brother is my younger brother, and I am me." Zhang Qingqing put his hands on his hips, "Look at my younger brother's stupid look, he doesn't even understand this point."
Xu Hui whispered: "Actually, all these efforts can be earned back. The teacher has calculated it many times, and so far, the cost can be recovered within five years."
"Well, Aunt Xu Hui taught me."
"OK."
Xu Hui liked these two children very much and began to teach them how to understand the concepts of cost and budget planning.
Since Li Yuan passed away, Zhang Qingqing and Zhang Xin'an have paid more attention to their studies. The two siblings are two years apart.
My younger brother is six years old.
My sister is eight years old.
The learning ability of these two children is still very strong, which is also due to the different learning methods. Whether it is Li Zhi or Dongyang, these children have very strong learning ability. After leaving, whether they go to the Imperial College to study classics, or
Numerology.
Their learning abilities are much better than ordinary children. Due to their different ways of thinking, Lishan children pay more attention to the conditions in thinking about problems, thus forming more efficient logical thinking abilities.
For example, other children think that wind is wind, but children from Lishan will think about the relationship between wind and air pressure.
It may seem like an inconspicuous difference, but when it comes to daily study, this difference in thinking can make a big difference between ordinary children.
The County Marquis and Her Royal Highness the Princess no longer accept disciples.
The family has a lot of leisure, and Zhang Yang will open up a new home when he has nothing to do.
Li Yue helped clean up the sawdust all over the floor.
After paving a foothill, Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I want to install a windmill here to measure the wind direction and force."
Li Yue looked at the design drawings and said: "We also need to build a bear den here. The bears at home cannot always stay in the woodshed."
"The bear den should be big and there should be more."
The bear curled up his tongue and yawned, and the other bears behind him, lying in the sun, also began to yawn.
Lishan Mountain shines brightly in the sunshine.
The window of the glass mattress can sometimes be used as a mirror. When Xiao Wu passes by the window, he always stops and takes a second look at himself in the mirror.
Aunt Wang likes her current home very much and cherishes this quiet time.
The county prince no longer loses his temper over production. Lishan's production is on the right track. There is no need for the county prince to give guidance anymore. The craftsmen will do things well by themselves.
Her Royal Highness the Princess can also do what she likes.
The whole family felt at ease.
Not long after, Xu Hui came back with her two siblings.
Zhang Yang held a long-barreled flintlock gun in his hand and fired one shot, but the bullet missed the tree stump.
Little Qingqing sat on the swing and looked at her father who was using a flintlock gun.
Li Yue drank tea and ate snacks with Xiao Hui and Xiao Wu.
Zhang Yang loaded the copper bullet again and fired again at the tree stump in the distance.
The clear and loud sound of gunfire echoed in the mountains and forests, and everything in Lishan seemed to be accustomed to this kind of movement.
A rabbit was grazing in the distance and did not run away when it heard the gunfire.
White smoke was still coming out of the barrel. Zhang Yang looked at the bullet embedded in the tree stump and took it out with tweezers. It was a round copper bullet.
It’s not that I haven’t tried using conical bullets, but I still haven’t been able to tame the bullet’s trajectory.
It is an undisputed fact that round bullets are more stable during movement.
Zhang Yang considered giving up rifling, but the sacrifice was the shape and stability of the bullet.
This bullet cannot hit anyone a hundred paces away. It is worse than a strong bow, but much better than an ordinary bow and arrow.
After all, a strong bow consumes a lot of physical strength, but a flintlock gun only needs to be aimed and fired.
"Congratulations, dad, our family has another weapon capable of assassination."
"After all, the craftsmanship is not good enough." Zhang Yang put the bullets into the bag on his waist. "It's not as good as the top, but it's more than the bottom. It's useless."
Li Yue chuckled and said: "After so many years, I still can't make it well."
Zhang Yang sighed: "I thought too simply before. It is much more difficult to build this thing than an artillery piece."
Xiaohui put the peeled walnuts on the small plate in front of her, and then gave the walnut kernels to Xiao Sanqiu to eat.
The teacher's little son has become more and more lively recently and is growing up every day. Every time he calls his aunt, it always makes people happy.
Zhang Yang put the flintlock gun aside, disassembled the parts one by one, put them into a box, closed the lock and ignored it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The family drank tea and watched several bears at home playing together.
Aunt Wang ran over quickly, "The county prince, a letter from Tubo."
Zhang Yang took the letter. The Tubo people still like to write words on leather. Songtsen Gampo's Tang Dynasty writing is very good. What he said in the letter is his current situation in Tubo. Now Lu Dongtsen still controls the history of Tubo.
With great power, the officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty managed various taxes in Tubo.
The letter also explained the current predicament of Tubo. Lu Dongzan sent an envoy, hoping that some workshops could be brought to Tubo for work, so that the Tubo people could also obtain income other than grazing.
Songtsen Gampo took his grandson to build a house under the snow-capped mountains and raised a lot of yaks. He said that one cow was pregnant and would give birth to more cows in the future, which would be enough to feed them.
Myself and my grandchildren.
Zhang Yang came to the library, "Songtsen Gampo said that he was in too hasty when he left Chang'an City, and now he regrets that he did not bring some books to Tubo to relieve the boredom of his leisurely life."
Li Yue climbed up the ladder and took out a few volumes from above. "These are our Lishan's own volumes. We can send them to him."
Zhang Yang also picked a few volumes, which are summaries of Lishan's production in recent years. "This Songtsen Gampo just wants to read our Lishan books. He often read books in Chang'an City, but he rarely dabbles in Lishan books, but they are all
It’s just an excuse for him to read my books.”
"Even if it's just an excuse, my husband is willing to fulfill it."
"If these books can influence more Tibetan people, I will be happy."
Zhang Yang put these books into a bag and wrote a reply to Songtsen Gampo. In addition to expressing his condolences and describing the recent changes in Guanzhong, he also said that part of the handicraft workshops could be handed over to Tibet, but production opinions were needed.
It has Tubo’s own characteristics.
The products in the region must be unique, and blindly pursuing the same as Guanzhong will not form enough competitiveness, and will also lead to a reduction in output value, which will make it difficult to recover.
In choosing the direction, I hope Zamp can take a longer-term view and send young people from Tibet to Guanzhong to learn how to run a workshop. This will be of great benefit to Tibet.
After doing this, Zhang Yang smiled helplessly, "I still don't know much about the craftsmanship of flintlock guns, but I worry about others so much."
In this way, I spent the whole spring with leisure time.
When summer comes, many troublesome things come one after another.
Zhang Yang had a pile of memorials in front of him. They were all brought by the imperial court. Minister Zuo Cheng was free when he should be free and very busy when he was busy.
There are only one step away from the phase, except for Sun Wuji, the eldest son of Zhongshu Ling, the prime minister of the house, and Zheng Gong, the servant of Zhongshu.
Not counting these three people, Zhong Cheng and Zuo Cheng were the only ones with the highest status in the court.
Cen Wenwen has been busy revising laws and compiling national history these days.
These chores fell on him, and Zhang Yang had no choice but to ask his wife and two disciples to work overtime together.
Xu Jingzong formulated the policy of surrendering the Turks to the Western Regions, and ordered the Turkic junior khan to abdicate, abolished the original twenty-eight-level Turkic system, and implemented the Tang Dynasty prefecture and county system.
The bloodline continued, and the leaders of the Turkic Ashina tribes were appointed as leading generals. They were only in charge of military affairs and no longer enjoyed taxes and civil services.
The descendants of Ashina from each tribe could command the troops and horses of each tribe. They were given salaries by the court and were sent by officials of the Tang Dynasty to teach the Turks and preserve the original customs of the Turks.
The state system was implemented in various places in the Western Region, and there were no longer separate regimes of small countries. The military forces in various places were deployed by the Ministry of War of the Central Committee of the DPRK, and they were registered and committed.
When it comes to the management and control of soldiers and horses, the DPRK and the Central Government have adopted a strict attitude. All soldiers and horses must be registered with the DPRK to commit crimes, and private parties are punished as treason.
All regions in the Western Region have the responsibility to clear out rebels and robbers. If the people report the presence of robbers again, the local counties, officials and tribes will be the first to take responsibility.
The person who promoted this was a man named Anyan Yan, who helped Xu Jingzong settle many nobles in the Western Regions.
The Western Region is centered on the Anxi Protectorate, divided into Xizhou, Yizhou, and Tingzhou, with Tianshan as the boundary. There are no prefectures and counties to the west of the Anxi Protectorate, but the four towns of Talluosi, Suiyecheng, Shule, and Khotan.
Replaced the original four towns of Anxi.
At this point, Xu Jingzong's planning for the border areas of the Tang Dynasty had a fairly complete framework.
Xu Jingzong also came to ask Zuo Cheng for his opinion.
In fact, after leaving the Ministry of Rites, they can just leave these matters to their own decision-making, and they have done everything they should do. If Xu Jingzong comes to ask for advice again, it will appear that Lishan is troubled.
After jotting down a few sentences in reply to the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Yang picked up another memorial, this time sent by the county magistrate of Tongguan.
At first, because the water level of the Yellow River dropped, another river beach appeared to the north of Tongguan. Although the water level of the Yellow River fluctuated in the past two years, that beach was exposed for a long time and formed a road.
Lishan bought a river beach and it has been turned into a new official road.
The local county magistrate hopes that this road can be temporarily used as an official road until Lishan is ready to take over, and then the road will be released.
Lishan originally planned to use this road as a distribution center for goods, so naturally the more prosperous this road is, the better.
I don't know when this three-hemoral horse came over. Zhang Yang pushed its head away, fearing that it would chew the memorial.
Pushing its horse's head away again, Zhang Yang said to his daughter: "Bring some food for it to eat."
When the daughter handed over the courgette, the three-hippo followed her daughter while chewing the courgette.
There are still a bunch of memorials in front of me. It's almost dusk, and I have to work overtime in the evening.
It was late at night before I finished processing these memorials.
The couple were washing their feet. Li Yue had been a little distressed recently. His father had received so much gold, but he didn't say how much silver he had to pay Lishan. "The last time he paid for the one hundred artillery pieces, he never paid."
Zhang Yang whispered: "Your father is probably unwilling to pay."
"No." Li Yue said sternly: "My husband writes a memorial to advise my father to settle the money. If you don't pay for a hundred doors this time, the arrears will be even more next time. You can't do this, and there will be a lot of trouble in the future."
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Having such a mistress in the family makes you very at ease, even if it is your own family, you have to settle the accounts clearly.
After Zhang Yang washed up, he wrote another memorial before going to bed.
After my aunt ordered these memorials to be sent out, the next day, many more memorials were sent to the court.
"Is Brother Wen still alive? Why do you send everything to Lishan?" Zhang Yang was discouraged and picked up a memorial and looked at it.
Li Yue put breakfast on the table.
I had to eat the meal while reading the memorial. There were many trivial matters, such as the Ministry of War needed pens and some official uniforms, or the Ministry of Revenue asked the Ministry of Personnel for manpower, but the Ministry of Personnel never gave them, so the Ministry of Public Affairs was asked to take charge.
There is also a memorial written by Liu Dewei, who wants to use Di Renjie as an essay to help the Ministry of Punishment handle some documents.
However, Di Renjie refused several times, and Liu Dewei had no choice but to write a memorial asking the court to make a decision.
With the order from the imperial court, it is useless for this boy to refuse.
It just so happened that Qi Li had performed meritorious service. He was not considered a formal civil servant, so he could still be a record-keeping servant.
What kind of trivial matter is this? Do you need the approval of Minister Zuocheng from me for such a matter?
Shouldn’t Shang Shuzuo Cheng be dealing with a major social event that happens only once in decades?
"Huh? Di Renjie?"
Zhang Yanggang put down the memorial, then recovered and quickly picked it up again and wrote a reply.
It would be great if this kid Di Renjie could go to the Ministry of Punishment, so he gave permission.