"Three days later, I am going to host a banquet for all the wise men of Yangzhou Prefecture, and go to Shugang to enjoy the spring scenery." Li Yuanying ignored Wei Zheng's cramped eyelids and said with a smile. "Jia Qing must attend to add a touch of elegance to the banquet."
People in Yangzhou City will not forget the experience of a certain Emperor Yang's three conquests on Goguryeo, let alone the money, rice, grain and people that were confiscated from them. When envoys went to Goguryeo in the early Tang Dynasty, they saw a large number of Sui people who had been captured by them. Their fate was really miserable. They could only have sex with local wandering girls... to reproduce. If the child was a girl, his fate would be the same as that of his mother. They were even executed right after birth. If it is a boy, he will become a slave like his father... Master Jue said he understood, Zhang Wuji said he was embarrassed, Zhou Zhiruo silently endured the pain caused by this oath, scratched Yin Li's face, and threw Zhao Min into exile on the ship The sea creates and destroys itself.
Wandering women refer to women with a relatively low status. These women are either implicated in crimes committed by their tribesmen or abandoned by their original husbands. In order to make a living, they usually engage in the seafood trade, selling abalone as their main business, including but not limited to playing the flute. Playing the pipa and other eighteen skills. Producing offspring with them is really worse than having a son-in-law with no status. It can only be said to be a childbearing... tool.
The record of Zizhi Tongjian is more specific and detailed: Chen Dade, a doctor in charge, was sent to Korea; in August, Jihai, he returned from Korea. When the great virtue first entered the country, he wanted to know the customs of the mountains and rivers. When he arrived at the city, he left a silk tapestry to the guard, saying: "I am fond of mountains and rivers. There is a scenic spot here, and I want to see it." The guard was delighted and guided him. He traveled everywhere and often met Chinese people. He said to himself: "My family is in a certain county. I joined the army in the late Sui Dynasty and disappeared in Korea..." When he asked if his relatives were alive, Dade Fing said: "Everyone is fine." Xian cried and told each other. . A few days later, Sui people looked at it and cried all over the countryside.
Sima smashing the vat's narrative style is somewhat fantasy-like. The time when Chen Dade went to Goguryeo as an envoy was probably around the fifteenth year of Zhenguan. In addition, Wude lasted for nine years, plus the time from the rise of his Aye to the throne. , almost thirty years later, let’s not say how many of those prisoners of war are left. Even if their relatives did not die in the war caused by the Eighteenth Route Rebels, birth, old age, illness and death are always normal. How could they all be fine?
However, after the flag of the Tang Dynasty was planted on the land of Goguryeo, those people truly experienced what it meant to be a reborn serf and sang songs. They became officials who managed the land, wielded big sticks, and taught the former Goguryeo officials what it meant to be a three-dimensional serf. Ten years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. What does it mean to not deceive young people into being poor, don't deceive middle-aged people into being poor, and don't deceive old people into being poor? It's all the same routines for later generations of men.
Maybe we should select a few talented people who are articulate and strong-faced and send them to Lao Cheng for a few days of training. After the training is completed, they will be assigned to Yangzhou Prefecture and other Shangzhou Prefectures to talk about the unforgettable past and the smooth things in these years. good life.
After all, the letters written back from home were only circulated in a small area. For the sake of dignity, some families even suppressed the contents of the letters and prohibited them from being leaked... The people who were captured were not all common people and heads of Guizhou.
"That's what I came here for. I want to confirm the time, so I can do my best." Changsun Jiaqing decided to skip the poem about Li Renxing directly, skipping over the unclear relationship between brother Cong and Prince Teng. A complex and tangled relationship that is constantly being sorted out and messed up. Wouldn’t it be nice to talk about banquets, about elegant poems, and about the maiko’s soft waist and the charm between her eyes and brows?
Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Tang Jian, and saw that he had a calm look on his face. He picked up a tea cup and drank tea silently. The one who had different political views was his eldest grandson Dough, so there was no need to compete with his eldest grandson Jiaqing. It's understandable that he wants to help. No matter how idle Yun Yehe is, he still has family responsibilities that need to be shouldered occasionally.
"Mr. Gongsun, where did the news come from?" Li Yuanying stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture, asking the eldest son Jiaqing to take a seat. He looked at Gongsun Bai holding the wooden box and asked doubtfully. It was definitely not news from Chang'an. In that case, he would not be here to listen to their gossip. He would immediately tell the brief content of the news and change the topic.
"News from Qizhen Island." Gongsun Bai put the wooden box on the table in front of Li Yuanying and said concisely without any unnecessary elaboration.
According to the news about Li Chunfeng, there is really no rush. Even if a suitable propeller is tested, it will still take at least half a year before the helicopter can actually take off... Li Yuanying handed the wooden box to Tang Jian. If money needs to be transferred, Wang Fu will review it. right. Continuing the topic just now, he said:
"Beautiful people should send it to the political affairs hall later, so as not to prevent my second brother from taking advantage of the opportunity and delaying the handling of important matters in Chang'an."
Since the eldest son Jiaqing has raised the little white flag, he has to save a little bit of face. After all, he does not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. The Lelang County Prince and his family are all-round and all-weather strategic partners of the Tang Dynasty.
"Great kindness." Wei Zheng nodded slightly and agreed. The trap... The open and secret fight with Changsun Diandian, he can easily fall into the trap whenever he takes action. To be honest, there is no challenge.
Tang Jian opened the wooden box and saw the letter paper, which was as thick as the top of the wooden box... He rolled his eyes silently. It is now convenient to send messages by telegraph. If it were before, how many horses would have to be killed? It was also the group of officials who had difficulty interpreting the telegram. If Yunhe Mansion hadn't changed the original interpretation every six months, there would have been many irrelevant sentences in the interpretation process, which would have been more troublesome than the wordless Bible. Of course, if they hadn't provided annotations for the new words and phrases at the same time, the person reading the letter would have been confused as to what they were talking about...
...It can only be said that there are specialties in the arts, and the various research and experiments in Yunhe Mansion are developing at an unusually fast pace. They are changing with each passing day. Changes that have not been seen for three days are better than those in the original three years...thirty years, or even three years. Big changes happen in a hundred years.
"Your Majesty, I need help from the accountant of Prince Teng's Mansion!" Cui Yixuan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, walked in quickly, bowed his head and said in a hoarse voice.
There are too many account books at Yangzhoufu Pier. The dozen or so people he brought over alone would not know that it would take years of monkeys, horses and months to make a clear accounting. It was unrealistic to transfer people from Chang'an. Although some arithmetic experts were recruited from various government schools, the Ministry of Civil Affairs was still insufficient. If it weren't for the sake of Prince Teng, Du Shangshu could assign five people to him, but it was because of the favor of the south ancestral house of the Cui family in Qinghe that they supported him very much.
Li Yuanying saw the blisters on his mouth caused by the heat, turned to look at Tang Jian who was busy flipping through the letter, and asked: "Tang Fu, how many officials can we support?"
"Fifteen people at most. No matter how many people are listed in the mansion, there will be a huge backlog." Tang Jian counted on his fingers and said.
Li Yuanying looked at Wei Zheng again...
"Ten people." Wei Zheng put down the teacup, poured another cup of tea, pondered for a moment, and then said.
Cui Yixuan... happiness comes a little fiercely...
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