"Fu Xuanling?!" Li Yuanying saw that Fang Xuanling didn't respond, so he raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. Could it be that he was old and had a disease somewhere in his body, causing hearing loss? Zhang Guo and Gongsun Baidou went to Sumen Island, Sun Simiao took root in Turpan, and Yuan Tiangang had a date with the moon on the top of the star-gazing tower. The only ones who could be mobilized were Wei Guizang, Li Jing and Fang Xuanling. These two sea-fixing needles were incompatible. There is a loss.
"Huh?" Fang Xuanling came back to her senses, saw the worried eyes of Li Shimin, Li Yuanying and others, and said with a mixture of helplessness and frustration. "Your Majesty, I am thinking about what will happen after I return to Chang'an. How can I get rid of those gentlemen who are chirping again and again, or how to avoid them and ensure that I can rest peacefully."
Even if His Majesty really wants to relocate monks on a large scale, he will discuss it in the political hall first. Wei Zheng and Tang Jian have been in the Imperial Palace of Liuwang for many years and have experience in dealing with the migration of people and hairy people. They will not remain silent.
"Don't worry, Yu Bo will stay until March at most, so you and your wife don't have to worry about it." Li Shimin gave Fang Xuanling another bowl of whitebait soup and smiled warmly. "With you helping him take charge of all matters in the Governor's Mansion, he can bury people in the snow in Chang'an with peace of mind."
After the commander Sun Wuji went to Sumen Island, he could let Shuzi clear the undercurrent of Chang'an. He was not afraid of opponents who were like gods, but teammates who were like pigs. No matter it is the Shandong noble family, the Guanlong family, or the Jiangnan big family, no one can hope to dominate anymore, let alone repeat the old dream of kings and horses sharing the world.
Thinking of the group of sages who were so angry but had no choice but to do anything, they couldn't help laughing and said: "If it comes to debating scriptures, they can't argue with Xuancheng, let alone have a flattering figure Maoyue to cooperate with him."
Who would have thought that Wei Zheng would one day become even more rogue than the rogues in the market? Tang Jian himself was a leader among rogues and a marshal among scoundrels, otherwise he would not have been appointed Prince Teng's Fu back then. Except for him, when others get along with Shuzi, there is a high probability that they will end up vomiting three liters of blood. There is also a slight possibility that they will plant trees with Fang Renyu.
"Brother, I have grown up and will no longer bury people in snow!" Li Yuanying protested softly. "It's not fun to bury people in snow. I plan to go to Beili and become a fortune-spreading sage."
The sudden sound of the whistle just covered up the following sentence. Li Shimin did not hear the content, but he also sneered at the previous sentence. There is no need to bury people in snow in Yangzhou, just because even if there is snow there, the snow is not enough. Thick enough to bury a person, it is only suitable for green ants' newly fermented wine and small red clay stoves.
After he went to work in Suzhou, Yuanxiang no longer competed with bears. Instead, he went up the mountain to catch wild pheasants and went down the mountain to chase yellow sheep. They had a great time. But he was not without merit. He had never held back his subordinate officials. When he encountered a problem that he really didn't understand, he knew how to go to Yangzhou to find Wei Zheng and the others to help him make up his mind.
As for the situation of staying there for at least more than a month, it won't delay political affairs anyway, so just turn a blind eye and pretend you don't know.
"Brother, little brother!" Li Yuanxiang's fat figure jumped happily on the pier, as excited as a child weighing more than 200 pounds.
Zhang Dashu from Suzhou was standing a foot away behind Li Yuanxiang with a calm expression. Behind him, the officials from Suzhou and Prince Jiang's Mansion also looked at Li Yuanxiang jumping up and down with calm expressions.
Li Yuanying raised his hands to cover his face: I don’t know him!
Li Shimin also wanted to raise his hands to cover his face, but after looking at the whitebait soup in his hand, he decided to drink the fish soup first: maybe he could take him back to Chang'an to prevent him from getting lost while catching wild pheasants and running to Xuanzhou. Beat up Chang Gong... Two months ago, he got lost and ran to Muzhou, where he met the son of Muzhou governor Yin Qinzhou.
Three months ago, I got lost and ran to Hangzhou. Fortunately, the governor of Hangzhou was Lawyer Pei. Linhai took a ruler and beat him violently with his backhand, so nothing happened.
And he got lost and ran to Wuzhou two months ago... He got lost a lot. Could it be that Shuzi encouraged him to do it on purpose?
Fang Xuanling, who did not need to return to Chang'an, returned to his usual level, chatting in a low voice with Li Jing, discussing the reconstruction project of the rest of Yangzhou: King Jiang's matter had nothing to do with them, he was only on the boat halfway, and wanted to join in the fun in Qiantang.
Cheng Zhijie had a good relationship with Li Yuanxiang. They were friends who could chat and play together. He put down the wine bowl in his hand and came to the side of the ship. He waved his arms and laughed and said: "Prince Jiang, long time no see. Come on board." Come, let's have a drink
Big bowl! "
There was an eerie silence on and off the boat at the same time, with only the sound of the river water lapping at the bottom of the boat and the whistle of the anchor...
"..." Li Yuanying glanced at Li Shimin, who was also confused, and instantly calmed down. Everyone was really confused.
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Huge stones similar to rice dumplings were transported to Hangzhou Bay, and then seemingly casually dropped by cranes on the seawall. This attracted the dandies in Qiantang City to come to watch on horseback and in cars, and some self-proclaimed romantic young men brought beauties with them. Leaning on red and green.
In a lively place, vendors carrying carrying poles and driving donkey carts are naturally indispensable. Lawyer Pei did not drive them away, but designated a special area and put up a simple bamboo shed to prevent them from getting wet in the rain.
Then, not only the dandy boys from aristocratic families, but also those who had time and a little money, brought their families to support the old and young, also rushed over to see the novelty. The bustle and bustle were no less than the Mid-Autumn Festival lantern viewing.
"Lawyer, are you a little... too kind?" Changsun Wuji originally wanted to say that he was not doing his job properly, but he changed his words before he spoke. The speed of cleaning up river embankments and building sea embankments is astonishing. It took less than three months to complete a project that might not have been completed in two years. It is inappropriate to say that we are not doing our job properly.
Lawyer Pei rolled up his sleeves, pulled up a bunch of weeds in the rice field at his feet, and looked at the rice with bent ears with satisfaction. Two crops of rice were ready... He glanced at Wei Zheng, who had an uncomfortable look on his face, and spoke warmly. Asked: "Auxiliary machine, you have seen the speed of building the river embankment, and you have also participated in the process of laying the sea embankment. I heard that the common people with earth-colored faces are doing hard labor. Is there any reluctance in this case?"
Tan Gong in the Book of Rites records: When Confucius passed by the side of Mount Tai, there was a woman crying in mourning at the tomb. The master listened to it, and sent Zi Lu to ask about it, saying: "The master's crying seems to be heavy with worry." And he said. : "Yes. In the past, my uncle died of a tiger, my husband died again, and now my son has died again." The Master said, "Why don't you go?" He said, "There is no harsh government." The Master said, "You know it, I know it." "A harsh government is as fierce as a tiger."
Isn’t what the previous Emperor Yang did completely wrong? No, he is too eager to do things. He wants to use a few years to accomplish something that may not be possible in decades. He does not have all kinds of new equipment made by Yunhe Mansion and frequently calls for corvee military service. A large project involving 100,000 people resulted in hard labor for the people and chaos in the world.
Changsun Wuji looked at the people in the distance who were singing tunes to tidy up the river embankments, and said thoughtfully: "Do you mean that a harsh government is stronger than a tiger?"
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