Before Li Yuanying took a break, he heard Cui Yunu being sent out of the house, and smiled casually: "You guys are too careful, why bother?"
"This little thing in the eyes of the prince scares me to death." Tang Qiniang said softly, holding a cup of calming tea. "Your Majesty is coming to Jinzhou to bring back a beauty. Those imperial censors will accuse the prince of not being strict in running the family."
When the princess enters the palace, her status will be different. If something like this happens again, she will never be able to hold her head high as a human being.
"Stupid, just change your name and identity, and send it to the palace from somewhere else." Li Yuanying changed into the silk robe, sat on the low couch and took the tea cup, Chuntao helped remove the jade crown, and then combed his hair with a jade comb... The ancients There are many things to pay attention to, but brother Erfeng still has no gray hair, so he still needs to pay more attention to it. "In three or four days, the new government office will be built. You can place it according to your own preferences. If you need anything, just tell Madam Xue. You can also draw a pattern and have it built by the craftsmen sent by the young master."
A place where you have to live for at least a year, and of course, the main thing is comfort. With Li Yun's 400-car foundation, as long as we don't exceed 100...200 cars, we will all be models of cleanliness. Just like those carbon-polluted people in later generations, ten thousand yuan was enough to eat peanuts at the beginning. Later, people would be surprised if they had tens of thousands of yuan. Later, if they don't achieve a small goal, no one will take a second look at the news.
Maybe one day soon, someone will break Li Yun's record with 800 cars or other means.
"Your Majesty, the young master's craftsmen... won't they cause trouble?" Tang Qiniang was a little unsure. After all, Aweng would be dismissed if he collected a few sheep.
Li Yuanying finished drinking the soothing tea and said with a smile: "No, a certain person is a prince and has the right to use the craftsmen of the Shaofu. The matter of Tang Fu's dismissal is a bit complicated. Tang Fu will explain it to you when he thinks you should know it. listen."
To put it bluntly, Tang Jian is an old man who quits the job and just wants to live in retirement. His salary is not much, but he has many things to do. He doesn't want to work hard anymore, that's all. But in the Tang Dynasty, no one would believe this kind of rhetoric, which would lead to all kinds of conspiracy theories, unless he was willing to go to the deep mountains and old forests, put on Taoist crowns and Taoist robes, and live the life of a god eating Xia Xia and drinking dew. But he also Not willing to drink wine and beauties.
Don't say anything about resigning. Look at Yu Shinan and Ouyang Xun. They wrote their resignation lists countless times, but my brother never agreed. There is also Wei Zheng. In the original historical line, my brother said to the courtiers: "Today's courtiers are loyal and upright, no one can surpass Wei Zheng. I sent him to assist the crown prince Zuo, and use this to put an end to the world's complaints." Wei Zheng claimed to be ill. After refusing, my brother issued an edict and replied: "The prince of the Han Dynasty is assisted by the four elders. I rely on you now for the same reason. Knowing that you are sick, you can protect the prince even if you are sick."
...so he became the crown prince and grand master, knowing that his subordinates would have less trouble as before. After his condition worsened, my brother issued another edict to express his condolences and said: "I won't see you for a few days. I'm too tired. I want to go on my own now, but I'm afraid I'll have to work hard. If anyone hears about it, I can seal it in." Wei Zheng ignored his illness. , and said several things...
Brother, there is only one criterion for employing people: the silkworms will not be used up until the spring silkworms die, and the wax torch will not dry up until the tears turn to ashes.
Of course, there is a prerequisite, you must have sufficient ability.
Tang Qiniang shook her head and smiled softly: "Your Majesty, I won't inquire about Aweng's affairs, let alone get involved. Aniang said that external affairs have nothing to do with me."
Although Li Yuanying was a little confused, he didn't ask why. Not only the family traditions of different aristocratic families were different, but also everyone's ideas were different. In the relatively equal environment of later generations, not everyone wants to be the Iron Lady or the top lady in the air-conditioning industry.
Life is wonderful because of different choices, and there are different levels of development because of different personalities.
Tang Qiniang saw that Li Yuanying had no intention of continuing to chat, so she bowed Yingying, took three steps back, and turned to leave.
"My lord, do you really not care about Cui Yunu's... little thoughts?" Chuntao asked curiously. After Chunhua's thoughts were discovered, the prince sent her to the palace without hesitation, and his majesty even replaced everyone around Princess Jinyang.
"Xiao Taotao, many people have the dream of flying up a branch and becoming a phoenix. Not only beauties, but talented people also have this dream of less struggling for ten or twenty years." Li Yuanying lay on the soft pillow and let Chuntao help massage his stiff shoulders and With a tired head, he said lazily. "Chunhua's mistake was not that she wanted to enter the palace, but that she should not have taken advantage of Jinyang."
The most famous among the talented people was a certain Shixian. Shixian's first wife was named Xu. She was the granddaughter of Prime Minister Xu Yushi and was the matchmaker in Yangzhou under the fireworks in March. Perhaps Xu's noble family background caused too much psychological shadow on him. After learning from the pain, he married a peasant woman named Liu according to the standard of "a woman's lack of talent is a virtue". A peasant woman who wanted to live a good life could not bear the life of a poet who went around reciting poems and writing poems all day long, traveling around and having no fixed source of income, so Mrs. Liu "divorced" Li Bai.
The poet immortal who was divorced wrote angrily, "The foolish woman in Kuaiji bought the minister lightly, and I resigned from home and went to the Qin Dynasty in the west." I laughed up to the sky and went out, how could I be a Penghao person... In future generations, it would be a great read to have a son-in-law rise properly.
After learning from the pain again, Shixian yearned for a true love, not because of family background or life. The beautiful woman who met by chance agreed to him with a smile covering her face with a fan, but then refused in a heartbeat. Shixian could only write with regret that it would be better not to meet each other if we couldn't get close to each other. The love between each other has been deep, and we can understand our feelings without saying anything... we can only let it go.
Shixian, who was once again single, no longer cared about the pain and learned from the pain, and simply went around again, got drunk, and became passionate about poetry. He scrawled on the walls of other people's houses and wrote a poem about Liang Yuan. The granddaughter of Prime Minister Zong Chuke was so shocked when she saw the poem that she bought the wall with a thousand gold... Looking at the wall was not enough, so Zong fell in love with Shixian again.
It's just that no matter how congenial the wife is, she can't stop the prodigal son. The Shixian wrote another poem, but this time it was a gift from his own generation. Just as a concubine wants to follow the king, so does lingering. What's more, even after everything is wiped out, there's still life, and there's a trace of wives and wives everywhere. Finally, a sentence about where the clouds fall when you travel to the mountains? Never return.
The Poet Immortal without political insight could not join the political circle. After being involved in the Yongwang Rebellion, he was exiled to Yelang. There is no need for me to express my worries and the bright moon. Just after a thousand miles of Jiangling was returned, his legendary life soon came to an end.
However, both wives are the granddaughters of prime ministers, and they envy many people who don't want to work hard. Especially among the Mengmen in the early Tang Dynasty, many of them had really... ordinary backgrounds. They wanted to marry a daughter-in-law from a wealthy family and change the bloodline of their offspring, but it was useless even after all the efforts of the grandma, and the aristocratic families looked down upon her. It is useless to have a third-rank official position. The most important thing for aristocratic families is high-ranking officials. Going back five hundred years, people's ancestors are already high-ranking officials, famous eunuchs, and literary leaders.
"I think it's understandable if you're a talented person." Chuntao's fingers were moderately heavy, not indifferent because of small talk. "If Mr. Lang wants to take the imperial examination, there are only a limited number of places every year, so he can go through the recommendation process... To be honest, the princes in the political affairs hall are not that easy to meet."
Even if you see him, it's useless. A talented man with no family background can impress his husband with just a few words. It's just a daydream. But if you can win the favor of a noble daughter and become the husband-in-law of your bed, the difficulty of getting a recommendation is naturally different.
"Don't worry Chuntao, I will definitely choose a husband for you who is not a talented man." Li Yuanying did not expect Chuntao's idea to be so... well-known double standard. If those "talented" people outside found out, wouldn't the walls of Prince Teng's Mansion be flattened by them?
Chuntao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said: "Prince, I think it is better to marry a talented man than to marry a bastard from a noble family. If he is really capable, I can still get a title; if he is not very capable, I can take care of the backyard. It won’t be too bad; the most important thing is that with the prince here, I don’t have to worry about him having the guts to abandon me.”
Li Yuanying sat up in shock at Chuntao's words. Even if it wasn't as shocking as sitting up in a dying illness, it was not much different. Looking into her eyes, he said: "Chuntao, have you forgotten that you are a female official of the sixth rank?"
Although a certain person is often unreliable, she is not willing to just leave her personal maid to some bastard. Has Chuntao ever had her little head kicked by Sun Heijin?
Chuntao Yingying bowed and said with a smile: "It's just a few gossips to relieve the prince's boredom. Why do you take it seriously? Should the prince relax his shoulders or rest directly?"
Li Yuanying was a little confused by Chuntao's words. He shook his head and said, "I will rest after reading for a while. You don't need to bother me anymore. But I still have to talk about it first. Tell me who you like. Let me check it out before talking about anything else. No. What kind of drama is going on in the back garden where you have a private life."
"Here." Chuntao crossed her hands and sang softly. He walked to the window, turned the lights brighter, and silently exited the bedroom.
Li Yuanying watched Chuntao close the door, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that someone had already started plotting against the people around him... Ye Fashan was not around, and some things were still difficult to handle. He couldn't let Gongsun Bai investigate the love between his children. He stood up and came to the window, unfolded the scroll Du Che gave him, and looked carefully... No matter who wants to scheme against someone, as long as the industrial system is established, the aristocratic families of the Tang Dynasty will be reshuffled.
As for the person who plots against Chuntao, someone will let him know that flowers are not only red, but also colorful black and colorful dark. Fireworks and colored glaze are just the glimmer of the tide, heading straight to the pond. Xuan Road is built, and the cars and boats are so fast that they are only faintly visible, like driving thousands of flocks of goslings spreading their wings and flying in fright. When the artillery fires, it is like a spray of spray and flying, like a million snow lions, covering the river and falling down. It is whipped with angry thunder and thousands of arrowheads, and no one dares to be the first.
The establishment of the Civil Security Bureau and the resettlement of Mr. Bing were like a hurricane, and they were about to hit the shore. The tide reached the pond, and with all its strength, the water shot up and splashed several feet, making the face wet. Whirlwinding to the right, Guishan blocks it. It is so furious that the dragon's beam breaks into pieces, and the snow dances in the air.
The foundations of aristocratic families will be shaken, split, and collapsed by several hurricanes. Some aristocratic families will seize the opportunity to rebuild their foundations and even move forward. More aristocratic families will be like the Wang and Xie clan in Wuyi Lane. They watched him build a Zhulou, watched him entertain guests, and watched his building collapse (liao three times) ~
The wind is blowing...but they are still sleeping~
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