The fourth son of Li Zhi, Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, was born to Concubine Xiao Shu. He was King Xu Li Sujie. He was hanged at the age of forty-three. The whole book is 520. Li Sujie had thirteen sons killed. Among the remaining four, the eleventh son, Li Xi, was granted the title of King Xu.
Li Can was still not satisfied after taking the title. He helped his brother to be adopted by other descendants of Emperor Gaozong and snatched the title from his uncle's younger son. Therefore, he was demoted by Emperor Zhongzong for a time.
The way of heaven is cyclical. Now Li Chui is old and his deadline is not far away. However, his two sons are still young. The saint intends to choose one of his nephews to inherit his title.
Under such circumstances, yesterday, Secretary Cheng Jiang Jiangming visited with a school clerk and gave him an idea that could highlight the saint's merits in civil affairs. He was immediately overjoyed and agreed to write a letter.
The only problem is that he, the secretary-supervisor, is a false leader, and he has to inform the secretary-supervisor Chen Xilie and sign his name together.
So today, regardless of his old age, Li went to the Secretary's Office in person, where he had never been before. First, he comforted all his subordinates with kind words, and then sent someone to invite Chen Xilie to come and discuss matters.
While waiting, he could not say anything else, but the story of Empress Wu's brutal treatment of the Li clan.
“Nine of my brothers were killed, and King Ze’s seven sons were exiled to Xianzhou. None of them survived. Who knew that one of King Ze’s sons survived?
The secretary and other officials in the province did not like to hear these old stories, so they patiently listened to them during the meal.
Finally, Li Yao’s entourage hurried back, only to hear the news: “Supervisor Li, it’s not good!”
Why are you panicking?" Li had seen the grand scene of Wu Zhou Dynasty, but he was still calm and composed, "Prime Minister Zuo... The Prime Minister Left... left the Prime Minister You's Mansion and immediately went to the palace to submit a letter!"
"How dare he?!" Li knocked on the floor angrily with his cane, stood up, and said loudly: "Don't worry, I will come to the imperial court to facilitate great things!"
"good!"
This result was unexpected by Xue Bai. According to his original plan, he only used Li to scare Chen Xilie and asked them to sign the memorial together. Now it seems that Chen Xilie is more dedicated to meritorious service than imagined, and does not save any face. To Li.
It doesn't matter, let these hyenas fight.
“King Xu is gone, it’s done!”
As Li's back disappeared, Xian Heng immediately exclaimed excitedly, "As expected of the number one scholar! What a great idea!"
Xue Bai did not forget his promise to the craftsmen and calligraphers. The first thing he did was to rush to Xiu Academy and said: "Everyone, please rest assured. The saint is generous and magnanimous. You will use your beautiful words and deeds to highlight the saint's brilliant achievements. There will be great achievements."
reward."
“Monthly salary increase?“
“Rise.“
“More people are coming to listen to our instructions?“
"certainly."
“Hey, the scholar, don’t listen to his nonsense... We vow to revive Lantai and spread the fragrance of scholarship to the world!”
"Yes, yes, revitalize Lantai, and the scholarly fragrance will be passed down to the world!"
Xue Bai smiled, knowing that forcing the officials to submit a letter was only the first step.
He turned around and left the secretarial department, heading to the general prison.
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The General's Prison is located in the northwest of the Imperial City. It is the first and second largest of all the government offices in the Imperial City.
In each courtyard, craftsmen were busy making different utensils. In this open Tang Dynasty, their skills were fully displayed.
“I’ve met my uncle.”
“Is Shaojian Li here?“
Uncle, please come here. The full version is 520.????
Wearing a purple robe and leading a group of officials behind him, Yang Shu majestically walked through the ceremonial gate, walked into the middle hall of the central hall, and sat down unceremoniously on the main seat in the center, showing the aura of a prime minister.
After a while, Li, who was about to be the young eunuch, hurried over. He frowned unnoticeably and saluted, "I've seen my uncle, but I don't know what you're doing here."
Before Yang could speak, he couldn't help but raised his head and smiled, "I work with Zhongshu on an equal footing, and each performs his own duties with the right prime minister. The memorials and general affairs are handed over to the right prime minister. My talents are mediocre, and I can only do crude things."
.Making paper and publishing books, that’s all.”
“My uncle is too humble.”
“Speaking of publishing books, I and the top scholar of Jinke presented me with movable type printing before.” The saint ordered me to supervise the engraving. Is it effective?”
“When I returned to my uncle, the craftsmen tried using wood carvings, but the clay was damaged. The wood carvings are easily deformed and difficult to type, and the clay is damaged and fragile. This method is not practical.”
“Whether it is practical or not depends on where it is.” Yang said, “If there is a set of copperplate movable type in the Secretariat, it will be of great use.”
Li was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "I wonder what Uncle Guo means by this?"
Yang Shu smiled and said nothing. Yuan Zaisui, who was standing behind him, was about to speak, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand.
After waiting for a while, a clerk came over and said, "Superintendent Li, Secretary Xue Bai, the Provincial Secretary, wants to see you."
Li Xiu smiled, shook his head and said, "Uncle Guo and Xue Bai came to force me, why not ask my grandpa if he agrees?"
“It’s not too late after you heard what the Number One Scholar said.”
“That’s good.“
Li looked outside the hall and saw that Xue Bai had not yet changed into his official robe, which showed how vigorous and resolute he was in his work.
The two had a dispute over personal matters not long ago, but now they only talked about business matters when they met.
“Juro, please read this, this is a letter from the Ministry of Secretaries, there will be three measures soon.”
You are so bold, you don’t ask my grandpa...
The secretary, the young eunuch, is the left prime minister. Do you think Juro would hide it from the right prime minister? "
Li Xiu frowned slightly, looked at those actions, and understood what Xue Bai meant.
Li Linfu will not object to following the will of the Holy Spirit, so as long as he acquiesces in the matter, everyone will handle the matter directly.
On the contrary, it will be much easier.
“The Prime Minister has written a letter?”
“Yes, King Xu also entered the palace at the same time.”
Lipa frowned and said, "What do you want me to do?"
“Cooperate and share the benefits.” Xue Bai said: “The first people to benefit from these measures are the right prime minister, the left prime minister, and the uncle of the country.
After that, there are famous Confucians in the world, the disciples of the Imperial Academy. Juro should be able to see that it is beneficial to all parties. If you give your full support, firstly, you will win the favor of the saint, secondly, you will spread your good name to the scholars, and thirdly, you can restore the prime minister's office.
Reputation... Juro, just imagine, the Ministry of Secretaries is the place with the greatest shortage of literate craftsmen in the world. If there is a set of copperplate movable type to publish the newspaper, will the world criticize or praise the Right Prime Minister?"
When talking about this third point, Li frowned.
He knew what Xue Bai was doing, but these measures were indeed beneficial to him first.
You want to use the supervisor as a movable copper type?"
Not only that, more craftsmen, more bamboo paper, more pen and ink... but also more money, which is not a small sum that the supervisor can take out, but should be allocated to the secretarial department by the right minister himself,
In order to employ thousands of Confucian scholars, hire hundreds of officials, encourage craftsmen, regular calligraphers, and issue money and food for the government. The entire edition is 520.????"
“You are wishful thinking!”
Li Tiaodi stood up and said: "This cost is worth setting up another general as prisoner! How could I allocate so much money and food to you?"
Xue Bai said: "If the saint agrees to build a large edition, he will be willing to reduce some of the expenses in the palace. I am also willing to donate the house in Xuanyangfang."
"you.
Li didn’t know what to say, so he said, “Whether you donate or not, what does it have to do with me?”
“It’s simple, just ask Juro to convince the right minister.”
“Shall I convince you? You might as well convince me directly and ask the general to cooperate.”
Xue Bairu didn't hear it and said: "The pros and cons have been clearly stated, please consider it."
After saying that, he looked at Yang Hua.
Yang Hua laughed loudly, stood up, and walked straight away.
If you ask him what contribution he made in this matter? In fact, after the Zhongshu Province changed the annotation, Yang Hua had already told the sage his advice, saying that the reason why he sent Xue Bai to the Secretary's Department was to serve as the school secretary. He had some considerations.
“I have recently popularized bamboo paper and I can’t help but think that the saint managed such a prosperous age. When the compilation of a Dacheng-like book was not officially reported, Yang Shu would not be considered to have exceeded his authority, but in the saint’s heart, this credit is still recorded on his head;
And this matter was actually Xue Bai's idea, and he had his own way to bring him more talents and reputation.
In fact, before Chen Xilie wrote the letter, Yang Dang had already made up his mind about the saint.
…
Li was not something that Xue Bai could persuade with just a few words. He still sat there and thought to himself: "Dang Yang is a little too crazy. Even the sages may not approve, yet they dare to come and use their power to suppress others."
However, not long after we sat down, a servant hurriedly came to report.
"Julang, Alang wants you to return home immediately."
It was already evening when he returned to Youxiang Mansion in Pingkangfang, but Li Linfu did not see him immediately.
He asked Cang Bi what happened, and the answer he got was that Li Linfu was talking to Chen Xilie, and Chen Xilie had just come out of the palace. Obviously, the saint was so happy that he must have reviewed Chen Xilie's memorial.
Li couldn't help but think about how to persuade his grandfather to take advantage of the situation. He couldn't say, "Xue Bai has calculated the interests of the world, and there is no way to stop it."
Thinking about it, it was night, and when Li saw Li Linfu, he said: "Master, I have an idea. Instead of blocking them and making the saint unhappy, it is better for me to take the credit from them."
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Under this circumstance, the Holy King governs the world, cultivates rituals and music, enlightens education, expounds the truth and promotes humanities. I accept the destiny and inherit the imperial industry. In the prosperous age of people's peace and prosperity, there will be a great work that unifies the political system.
Customs, preface to the biographies of hundreds of masters, and summarize the classics of past dynasties. I now order the secretary to gather the ministers of literature, compile the four volumes of books, and purchase the world's relics as to astronomy, geography,
Yin and Yang, doctors, monks, and craftsmanship, I have collected them from all over the place, connected the past and the present, and compiled them into a book, which is not tiring to be voluminous... The seventh year of Tianbao, March 24th."
Secretary Li stepped forward and received the imperial edict, and then handed it to Chen Xilie's hands.
"I only seek the satisfaction of the saints. Now that I am old, I cannot take on too many heavy tasks, so I have to leave everything to the left prime minister."
“I will definitely live up to Supervisor Li’s trust.”
Chen Xilie also realized that it was too disrespectful to Li to gain power in front of the emperor. After all, he had not had the opportunity to take power for many years.
It is inevitable to be excited for a moment. At this time, he greeted me with a smile and maintained a harmonious atmosphere.
From today on, the Secretariat Department will usher in new changes. While the two chief officials are still pretending to be arrogant and arrogant, in the West Courtyard, Xiao Yingshi has handed a list of names to Xue Bai.
“Take a look, Zhuangyuanlang, these are the scholars recommended by me.”
Xue Bai took it and read it. The list was very long, and he only knew a drop in the bucket of it, such as Wei Shu, Su Mingyuan,
Li Hua, Wang Wei and others, and further down we can see a few people whose names we don’t know but whose names we have heard for a long time, such as Wang Changling and Chu Guangxi.
“Brother Wang Changling is still in Jiangning now, right?”
“Yes, can you recall Chang’an?”
Xue Bai said: "I'll ask the left prime minister to try. If it doesn't work, I'll ask the uncle to try."
Xiao Yingtu trusted him to do things, so she couldn't help but smile and said: "Your move today allowed me to take the opportunity to help a lot of friends who are in trouble."
Xue Bai couldn't help but laugh and said: "Secretary Lang has taken advantage of this matter, so he has to work hard.
Don’t be as leisurely as you used to be.”
Xiao Yingtu avoided answering, looked at the list and sighed: "When these people come, we can recommend more scholars. When the world's literary giants gather, it will be such a grand occasion."
“How come there is no Li Bai?”
“I’m not familiar with Li Bai, but I don’t know if Li Bai’s wild temper can tolerate the rules of the Secretary’s Office?”
Xue Bai also didn't know whether Li Bai was suitable or not, so he was not in a hurry. He first wrote down the name of the candidate he wanted, and first wrote down the word "Li Mi". After that day, the Secretariat Department quickly became busy and detailed.
Although the affairs have not yet begun, officials have been transferred one by one. The first one to come was Wei Shu.
When Wei Shu was young, he worked with Ma Huaisu to compile the "Four Parts of Qunshu". Now that he has returned to the Secretarial Department, his friends Yin Jianyou, Yu Qin, and others who compiled the bibliography together are no longer around. Why don't you teach him how to express his feelings.
After shedding a lot of tears in the west courtyard, Wei Shu quickly calmed down and pointed to the two halls in the south and said to Xue Bai: "That year, Yushitai still bullied us because we had no power and occupied our halls. At that time, the west courtyard
The Prime Minister of Taichung is Mr. Pei Kuan."
Xue Bai said: "Do you know, Mr. Wei? Now our secretary province will soon run out of space."
Wei Shu was stunned, then laughed and said: "In that case, we have to ask Yushitai to 'help our colleagues'."
After chatting, my mind turned back to the business. To compile a comprehensive book, it is not just about compiling all the books in the catalog of "Quanshu Si Bu Lu", but to organize and revise them on this basis.
, is an extremely complicated matter.
Xue Bai originally expected that there would be thousands of scholars, but Wei Shu waved his hand and said: "There need to be at least two thousand scholars. I don't have to worry about the others, just worry about the Ministry of Household Affairs."
“Don’t worry, Mr. Wei, this matter will ultimately be attributed to the right minister, and he will not hold back.”
“Speaking of this matter, how much credit do you have in it?”
Xue Bai said: "I have just been appointed as a ninth-grade official, and I have not yet put on my official robe. As long as I can get a little credit after the things are done, that's all."
With his official position and qualifications, it is true that he was not in charge of such a big thing as compiling a book. In fact, it was indeed the responsibility of several prime ministers and great Confucian scholars.
But it doesn’t matter, he can be transferred to an official position with just a little credit. More importantly, it can slightly reverse the outflow of some Tang Dynasty talents from the central government, and buy time for him to accumulate strength.
Wei Shu spent his life writing books and compiling history, and he was very confident about this. He said with a smile: "It's hard for you to be so restrained when you become an official. First, take me to see the banquet. I have been famous for the banquet prepared by the secretary for a long time. In the future, I can
You have to arrange two meals.”
“Wei Gong can’t even mount his horse, so it’s better to be more restrained in eating...
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After the secretary’s dinner at the provincial capital, Xue Bai returned to Du’s house in Shengpingfang with the last sound of the evening drum.
The reason I stayed here these days was to go to Dunhuafang to pick up official robes. After all, if you have to sew clothes, you will inevitably have to measure them occasionally.
"Xue Lang is back." Quan Fu greeted him at the side door, even using the word "come back."
Du Wulang was arranging for people to lay out red silk in the front yard. When he saw Xue Bai, he said: "My grandfather is in the Ministry of Personnel. He comes back before the feeding time every day. Why do you sound the drum every day and at dusk?"
“Because after it gets dark, it’s hard to work in the secretarial department, otherwise it’s easy to catch fire.”
“Is this what a living person should say?”
Xue Bai smiled and said: "If you are just a secretary, the Ministry of Affairs will be busier than the Ministry of Personnel."
He was not in a hurry to go to bed, and stood there watching Du Wulang prepare for the wedding.
“Look, are you envious?”
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“Then what are you thinking about?”
"I'm thinking that if my light cyan official robe is not sewn yet, I'm afraid I will have to change it to a dark cyan one." Xue Bai really had this worry.
"I shouldn't ask you." Du Wulang sighed helplessly, "Then you have to go over and tell your wife, don't sew your autumn and winter robes, lest you get promoted or grow taller."
“That makes sense, I’ll go there tomorrow morning.”
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The next morning, at Yan's house in Dunhuafang, Xue Bai finally put on his official robe.
He put on the stone belt, straightened his sleeves, walked out of the room, and went to the lobby, where there was a burst of praise.
"Really handsome."
Several elders of the Yan family liked Xue Bai very much and praised him one after another.
“You are both a top scholar and a school scholar, and you are still so young and handsome. I really don’t know whose daughter will be lucky enough to marry you.”
Xue Bai said: "I have lost my temper since I was a child. My teacher is my elder, and my marriage should be decided by my teacher."
“This child.” Wei Yun nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
In this peaceful scene, Xue Bai also glanced at Yan Yan, only to see Yan Yan turn her head just in time, but she curled her lips unhappily and waited to leave. Xue Bai lowered his head and looked at the fine stitches on the official robe.
Then I realized that this was not Yan Neng's level of needlework... maybe I had misunderstood it.
It was rare that he felt so confused, so he shook his head to dispel these emotions. He still thought that it was serious to seek a future seriously.
It wasn't until he arrived at the Secretary's Office and took out the talisman that Xue Bai suddenly discovered a strange pattern embroidered on the lapel of his clothes.
He walked to a deserted place and took a closer look. The pattern was ugly and the stitching was a mess.
After looking at it for a long time, he realized that the embroidery was probably a monkey...so he couldn't help but laugh.
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On this day, Xue Bai was busy until returning home in the evening. Xue Bai accidentally glanced at himself in the bronze mirror and was suddenly surprised that he still had a smile on his face.
And it turned out to be the silly smile of a young man...