Wang Xuance smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and said: "A certain family has only one general to conquer Tianzhu in the west? That's all the general's business."
After that, he hummed a little tune again and lay down leisurely.
When leaving, Di Renjie looked back at the indifferent Wang Xuance, frowned and said, "Has this person always been so undisciplined?"
Li Zhi explained: "I heard Pei Xingjian say that he is a lazy-minded person. He was like this during the Western Expedition. He would stay still if he could, and hide if he could avoid trouble."
"But someone like him is full of military strategies, brave and resourceful in marching and fighting. Xue Rengui and Liang Jianfang have commented that he is a wizard. It's not that he has rich experience, it's just this way of doing things..."
After remaining silent and hesitating again and again, Li Zhi commented discouragedly: "Maybe there is a way."
There were more and more young talents in the Tang Dynasty, but there were just a few with eccentric temperaments.
If you've seen a lot of weird people, you'll get used to them.
Just like the immortal on Mount Li.
Tian Khan sent troops to conquer the north, and there was a lot of discussion among the public.
Some people say this expedition should not be carried out, while others say it should be done.
If all barbarians can respect Tian Khan and bow their heads, then Tian Khan will give you great favor.
If someone makes a rebellion, Tian Khan can also send troops to put it down. This is one of the reasons why Xue Yantuo has always refused to obey his teachings.
The Khan who is both benevolent and powerful is awe-inspiring.
On Lishan Mountain, it was still peaceful today, with the occasional whistle sounding.
Zhang Yang was at the Huaqing Pool. He wrote four words on the paper and then said, "Daughter-in-law, what do you think?"
Li Yue glanced at it with a solemn expression, "Retire early?"
"Is there any progress?"
"Oh, my husband's calligraphy has almost become a style of its own, so how can there be any progress?"
Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui covered their mouths and laughed softly. The teacher never liked Master's calligraphy.
It’s also strange that the master has been practicing calligraphy for so many years and is still standing still.
Zhang Yang looked at the words and smiled and said: "I will hang it in the study and take it out to read every day to remind myself to retire as soon as possible."
The mountain wind blew by, causing ripples in Huaqing Pond. Li Yue whispered: "Some people's ambition is to become a Jinshi, some want to compile the history of the country, and some want to be a general who can command thousands of troops."
Li Yue looked at the two disciples and said: "Only your master is different. His ambition is to retire as soon as possible."
Xu Huidao: "Master has always been different."
Xiao Wu sighed: "What's the use of those false names? I'm not thinking about building Guanzhong now, and I don't know how the various counties have arranged it. Disciples will go and take a look."
Xu Hui also stood up and said, "Disciple, go and have a look too."
Under the clear sky, the warmth of the sun on my body feels very comfortable.
The envoys from various countries in Chang'an City are still preparing to send congratulations recently.
King Perus of Persia ordered five stone slabs to be sent to Mount Li.
Zhang Qingqing frowned and said: "You Persians can't come up with anything decent? Why did you just send such a stone slab? Look at the Gaochang people. They sent jade in carts. Even Tubo gave so many to Lishan.
Where’s the cow?”
Several Persian envoys smiled bitterly and saluted the noble little princess repeatedly.
Zhang Xin'an's eyes were on the words on the stone slab, "Then take her to the mountain."
The sister and brother ordered people to put the stone slabs on a cart. Zhang Qingqing took the scrolls they handed over, let the Persian envoys leave, and led the cart to Mount Li.
In addition to sending congratulations to the Khan, envoys from various countries also send gifts to Lishan. This is done almost every year.
The Turks will send a lot of wool and sheep, the Tibetans will send yaks, and the Western Regions will send a lot of jade and various rare treasures.
At that time, my father served as the Minister of Rites and was in charge of the foreign affairs of the Tang Dynasty. Both the Hexi Corridor and the Four Towns of Anxi were recaptured at that time.
Not to mention the current Tubo and Persia.
Lishan will accept all these gifts.
Zhang Xin'an asked: "Sister, it is said that these envoys gave more gifts to Lishan than Khan Chaohetian."
Zhang Qingqing said melancholy: "You stupid brother, you can't even understand this."
"Please ask my sister for advice."
"Now dad's attitude is very important. As long as dad is happy, the countries outside the Guan can be well. If dad is unhappy, he can make them restless."
"They respect Lishan because Lishan has a bottom line in his actions and will never do anything to kill him. Father's promises to Songtsen Gampo and Gaochang have been fulfilled one by one, so they respect Lishan very much."
"They love Tian Khan and respect their father. Moreover, the Tang Dynasty is reorganizing the troops in various parts of the Western Region. If they can get Lishan's attention, they will be able to get great benefits. Even Persia, which is about to perish, can help them."
Get up, what else can't you do?"
Zhang Xin'an nodded solemnly and resigned to her sister.
Zhang Qingqing glanced at the stone slabs again, then quickly walked up Lishan Mountain in three steps and two steps.
After the wooden cart was pulled onto the cart, the villagers were allowed to go down the mountain.
Zhang Xin'an quickly walked into the study, "Dad! The King of Persia sent me some stone slabs."
Zhang Yang was still in a daze looking at the words "retire early". He came back to his senses after hearing his son's words. He walked outside the house and saw the stone slabs on the wooden cart.
The slate is very thick and made of marble.
He frowned and looked at the writing on the stone slab. The handwriting was very blurry and difficult to decipher. It was not Persian writing.
It's closer to hieroglyphics.
Cuneiform?
Zhang Yang frowned and said: "This is the Code of Hammurabi."
Zhang Xin'an asked curiously: "What code?"
"During the ancient Babylonian period, there was King Hammurabi. He ordered people to compile laws, which became this code. Logically speaking, it should be in the temple of ancient Babylon."
The stone slab is very long and large, nearly three meters high.
In order to present this treasure, the Persians traveled across the entire Western Region, and no one knew how many people died from exhaustion along the way.
In order to please Li Shan, they did not care about human life.
Zhang Yang placed it next to the wall of his home.
Zhang Qingqing asked: "These stone slabs look quite ordinary."
"It's like a stone slab, but the words on it are priceless treasures."
"Really? Can these words make Lishan rich?"
"Some things only show their value after years of precipitation. Unfortunately, this is not the complete Code of Hammurabi."
It is true that ancient Babylon did not have magical hanging gardens, but it did have a genuine code of law.
Zhang Qingqing handed over a scroll, "This is what the King of Persia sent by his envoy."
Taking the scroll from his daughter, Zhang Yang opened it and looked at it. The Guanzhong characters of Belus were not written well, and the current situation in Persia was written on it.
The Persians accepted many large food refugees, and they learned the writing and language of the Central Plains. Today's Persians are all learning the writing of the Central Plains.
In the letter, the Persian king almost regarded the Tang Dynasty as his lifelong yearning. He wanted all Persians to learn from the Tang people.
Zhang Yang put down the letter and did not like such flattery.
It is easy to write a letter of national loyalty expressing loyalty, but the difficult thing is to do it for a lifetime.
Even if it is hypocritical, if he can practice this for a lifetime.
That is sincerity. The King of Persia's words are nothing more than wanting Tian Khan to know how loyal he is.
Zhang Yang put these stone slabs into his warehouse.
This is, after all, the unique Code of Hammurabi in history.
Although its existence may not be important to Datang, Zhang Yang wanted to preserve it well.
At night, Li Yue sat under the oil lamp, mending clothes for the children, "Qiu'er, you're getting bigger and bigger, and now you can even hold your own chopsticks to eat."
Zhang Yang said: "Well, when Xin'an was as old as him, he would only let his aunt feed him with a spoon."
In the quiet home, only the sound of water from Huaqing Pool can be heard.
This kind of water sound is neither loud nor quiet, neither close nor far, and it is very comfortable to listen to.
After a long time, I feel that I can't hear this sound and I can't sleep well.
Li Yue cut off the thread and looked at the small clothes made for her daughter with a serious look on her face, "Why haven't my father's money arrived yet?"
"Haven't you given it yet?"
"Well, the money for the one hundred cannons has not been paid yet. Did my husband forget to write a memorial to remonstrate?"
Zhang Yang held the book in one hand and the teacup in the other, his eyes still on the book, "I'll just write another one."
"Even if Lishan resists the decree, my father will have to pay the money. This is not the same thing. My father has selfish motives, but the two families cannot get along like this."
After saying that, Li Yue walked into the study to write a letter and said to her aunt who was packing away the children's toys outside the house: "Aunt Wang, arrange for someone to deliver this letter to the queen mother."
Aunt Wang nodded and accepted the letter.
Zhang Yang looked at it in surprise.
"It's okay, I said it very tactfully and didn't mention the artillery and the fact that my father didn't pay any money." Li Yue nodded confidently.
Seeing her husband's gaze, she said suspiciously, "Isn't it appropriate? I'll ask aunt to take the letter back."
Zhang Yang took her hand and smiled and said, "That's fine. You are the mistress of the house, so naturally you have to be magnanimous and considerate."
Leaning in her husband's arms, Li Yue frowned and said, "What kind of teacher should I find for my son?"
"Huh? Didn't Mr. Ouyang Xun bring it with him?"
"The old gentleman is too old and inappropriate."
Zhang Yang sat on a chair, holding his wife in his arms, covering the back of her cold hands with his hands, thinking: "If you want to find something, you must look for the best."
"Looking at Lishan, many elderly people still don't have suitable housing."
"When he grows older, let Brother Wen take care of him. It will be a bit troublesome to go back and forth between Chang'an City and Lishan, but it will be worth it."
Li Yue nodded heavily, "Then let's wait until the child grows up and think about it again."
The couple became quiet again.
"How's the condition of the house?"
"The prime minister is busy with endless things every day in the court, so how can we let our children become apprentices?"
After listening to her husband's words, Li Yue fell into deep thought again. She must put great thought and effort into the growth of her son and daughter.
When looking for a teacher, look for the best.
As if he had something in mind or had a reaction, Cen Wenwen came to Lishan the next day.
Zhang Yang walked in the fields with his hands folded, looking at the changes in the soil and water this year. Even if he became Minister Zuocheng, he could not forget the work of Taifu Temple.
He held his hands and said, "Brother Wenwen, how many years have passed."
Cen Wenwen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Is the county prince going to lament the changes of time?"
Zhang Yang sat down on the edge of the field, "How many years have passed, and I am still the only one in this Taifu Temple."
"Sure enough, most of the students who are new to the imperial examination will not go to Taifu Temple."
"Nongsang needs to be managed, and the DPRK and China cannot favor one over the other."
Cen Wenwen clicked his tongue and said: "The lower official will arrange for the Zhongshu Province to include more questions on farming and mulberry management in future imperial examination questions."
"Then it will be hard work."
Zhang Yang took him to a warehouse in Lishan and took out two baskets filled with salted duck eggs.
"These eggs are given to Brother Wenwen."
"The county magistrate is still so polite." Cen Wenwen accepted with a smile.
"There is also a basket for the Prime Minister."
"Fang Xiang? I have never heard of the Fang Xiang having contact with the county marquis before, but Zhao Guogong has had several conversations with the county marquis."
Zhang Yang stood leaning against the door of the warehouse, holding his hands and saying, "Let me tell you the truth."
"Appreciate further details."
"My son is seven years old this year, and I plan to find a teacher for him. I thought Brother Wenwen would be suitable."
"Okay." Cen Wenwen stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I have long seen that the county prince's child is a talented person and will definitely become a pillar in the future."
Zhang Yang said: "You are joking, we children from Lishan will not enter the official career."
Cen Wenwen smiled awkwardly, "Even if you are not an official, you can still be an idle clerk. Your Majesty is suspicious of Lishan, but Lishan doesn't want to be a noble family. If you don't want to be a noble family, you can just be a small clerk. If you don't hold real power, you can't do it."
It’s in the way.”
"Hehehe... My son's lifelong dream is to buy Chang'an City."
"Well..." Cen Wenwen nodded clearly, "Then we need to teach him more about how to behave."
"Originally, I thought Brother Wen was the best candidate, but my family hopes to find a top teacher for their children, so I discussed with you and considered you as an alternative, and at the same time, I tried every means to please the husband, hoping to get it.
His consent."
Cen Wenwen's smile froze on his face, "The County Marquis is really straightforward."
Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder and said, "I've always been like this, we are friends."
"Does the county magistrate hope that his subordinates can help him to curry favor with the prime minister?"
"If you are willing, you can do it."
Cen Wenwen sighed in frustration, "Being a friend of the county prince makes people feel very secure."
Looking at the several memorials in his hand, Zhang Yang added: "It is natural that friends should be down-to-earth."
"Yes, so the county prince has always had few friends."
Cen Wenwen left with two baskets in hand. The good thing was that he didn't look back every step of the way this time.
Zhang Yang held three memorials in his hand, one was about the Northern Expedition, one was about the Yellow River's sand control, and the other was about this year's teaching support work.
Datang's teaching support work has been going on for five years, and it has been quite effective in these five years.
The imperial court felt that it was necessary to increase the scale and prepared to send masters to support the teachings to various places in the south of the Yangtze River.
This is the case in the imperial court. After they have tasted the benefits of supporting teaching, they will increase their efforts in this area.
The court of the Tang Dynasty was like a sponge, absorbing talents from all walks of life, and at the same time placing talents from all walks of life in various parts of the Central Plains. When it was full of water, it squeezed out all the water.
In this way, the court will be balanced. When everyone has something to be busy with and something to do, there will be fewer people fighting against each other.