"Cheng Yizhen is not allowed to send messages to Yu Bo." Li Shimin glanced at Li Daozong, who was obviously frightened, shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to stop him. "Then Shuzi will really do what he says, and you, the instigator, aren't you afraid that the doctors and the imperial students will block your door to teach you how to behave? If this happens, I will definitely let Xuanling make your instigation public. .”
Cheng Zhijie shrank his neck openly, bowed his hands, and said with a casual smile: "Your Majesty, I just made a little joke with Cheng Fan. I can still distinguish the seriousness."
If someone else sends a message to Prince Teng, then of course it has nothing to do with him... I haven't been to Princess Jinyang's Third Young Master's Workshop for five days. I need to go there tomorrow to prevent some people from being lazy because the princess went to Yangzhou. .
"Tomorrow, I will go to San Shao's Workshop, will Yizhen go with me?" Fang Xuanling asked softly, as warm as the spring breeze outside the window, especially the elders. They are ten years apart. Mrs. Fang was born in the Lu family of Fanyang. , Mrs. Cheng Ji is the Cui family of Qinghe, and the Cui and Lu families have been married to each other for generations. Their bones are broken and their tendons are connected. They say that elder brothers are like fathers, so there should be no problems.
Cheng Zhijie rubbed his hands and laughed innocently, shook his head and explained: "Tomorrow I am going to visit the Hidden Sword Garden. Mr. Gongsun repeatedly warned before leaving that the flowers and plants in his yard should not be damaged in the slightest. You know a certain person’s temperament, where can you take care of those flowers and plants well? I spend all my holidays there, and when I see some ones that are not looking fresh, I arrange for someone to replace them with new ones as soon as possible. I just hope that Mr. Gongsun will come back. After that, I couldn’t see any difference and it was really stressful!”
Seeing that Fang Xuanling still wanted to speak, he continued: "Do you have a maid or steward in your house who is good at taking care of flowers and plants? If so, you must help someone!"
Fang Xuanling's face stiffened. Ever since his clan uncle really made political achievements in Yazhou, many people came to his house and asked if they could borrow agricultural classics. The closer in-laws asked if they could copy one, like Cheng Zhijie. Colleagues with a reputation thicker than the city wall and who hold a high position of power will directly ask for a maid or steward who is good at tending flowers and plants...
... As King Teng returned from the Corn Continent, the situation became more and more intense.
"Yizhen, when did the Cangjian Garden have flowers and plants?" Yang Shidao saw Fang Xuanling's suddenly frozen expression and hurriedly took over the topic and asked. After Prince Teng went out to take office, they always went to Tangli Garden when they went to Prince Teng's Mansion. When he came back at the beginning of the year, it was already the cold winter, and the yard was bare except for the faint fragrance of a wintersweet tree at the small pond in the corner.
Cheng Zhijie spread his hands helplessly, "Who knows? Mr. Gongsun asked someone to bring back a layout plan, which was more detailed than the layout plan made by Yan Supervisor. He ordered the Sword Garden to be organized according to the plan. As Sima, Prince of Teng, , I had no choice but to do as I was told.”
Master Yang said: "..."
Even if you want to make up an excuse, can you make up a more convincing one? Who is Gongsun Bai? He is a Taoist leader who values the unity of nature and man and lets nature take its course. How could he possibly draw any layout plan? If you draw a few talismans and send them back, there is still a chance.
Even if he really wanted to make the Hidden Sword Garden a little greener, he would just sow some seeds at will. He would not care what kind of seeds they were, where they fell, or whether they could grow, let alone No matter whether they bloom, or what kind of flowers they bloom, or what color the flowers are.
If we didn't just let nature take its course in everything, how could we have taught so many unique disciples?
"Where is the layout plan?" Li Daozong, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is very good at focusing on the key points. He doesn't care about the flowers and plants, and the maids are in charge. The layout drawings are more detailed than Yan Liben's craftsman. The significance to the Ministry of Industry is self-evident. That is not Not an important question, but an extraordinary and very important question.
Cheng Zhijie took out a scroll from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Li Daozong. He raised the corners of his mouth and said with a slight sarcasm: "I can't make such a beautiful picture. Are you sure you will be assigned to the Ministry of Works, the Young Master or the general as a supervisor? Is there anyone there?" Can you draw it?"
When Prince Teng amazed Chang'an with a peony flower, he was just eleven years old. Now, of course, the situation is completely different... He was always verbose in his lectures, which was not smooth and useful!
Li Daozong slowly unfolded the scroll, his face became more and more solemn and the corners of his mouth bent...
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"Roar!" "Roar!"...Dense bushes
In the forest, a group of topless people wearing green leaf skirts were struggling to drag the huge tree that had been chopped down. Their dark faces had a ferocious expression, and sweat fell like rain.
There were a dozen people about the same height as them, but wearing round-necked robes with fine georgettes. They held whips with whips in their hands. If they saw anyone moving slower, the whip would hit them on the back mercilessly. superior.
"The progress is much faster than expected. You are indeed very capable." Cheng Chubi looked at the growing open space at the foot of the mountain, picked up the wine bowl and paid a humble tribute to Su Linchen, and praised in a rather admiring tone.
No wonder the Japanese people led the way without hesitation and captured the Supreme Japanese King who was hiding in the mountains, as well as the important ministers who followed him. If he hadn't put in endless efforts to imitate Wolfcry, he wouldn't have been able to agree to the people of Su Wo Anzuo to manage their pioneering work.
"Cheng She is overrated. Being diligent in the king's affairs is a certain duty." Su Linchen, the former Su Wo saddle maker, said respectfully and gracefully. In order to show his loyalty to the Tang Dynasty and prove that the Suga family would never collude with some Japanese aristocrats to cause trouble, his father specially chose the time when the Yuanzheng Dynasty was meeting to present a petition to His Majesty the Emperor, requesting that the surname be changed to Su.
His Majesty not only agreed to change the surname to Su, but also gave him the name Lin Chen... It was not enough to do this. They also had to select beauties and send them to the palace and the mansions of powerful ministers. They would keep a low profile and endure hardships for the sake of their future. thing.
"It's time to stop." Zhang Guo came over with an abacus and said directly to Cheng Chubi without looking at Su Linchen. "There are not many indigenous people in the first place. Without Wei Santian, we have to rely on them to do many things."
I originally thought that I had worked with Wei Sanyang for a long enough time, and even if I didn’t fully understand his abilities, I would always have some skills. The result was exactly as what Prince Teng said. Poisonous plants and species, he... they would still be tricked and almost lose half their lives.
It’s okay to kill chickens to scare monkeys, but you can’t kill all the chickens. Don’t even eat the eggs if you want. Su Wo Anzuo was eager to show off at this time and wanted to win over Prince Teng, Zhengshitang and the Emperor.
Fishing in dry swamps is only suitable for robbing foreigners and running away. They want to open up the territory of the Tang Dynasty and educate the people!
Su Linchen: "..."
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