But Li Lizhi was different. She first studied under the guidance of the master of the Imperial College, and then went to Lishan. She could understand a little bit of the knowledge of Lishan and the classics of the Imperial College.
Apart from Qingque, only Li Lizhi has this level.
She quickly re-wrote the contents of the booklet, and then took out the cloth bag on the side. The three words "Stationery Bag" were sewn on the cloth bag with red thread.
The names are written on the bottom of the stationery bag. My younger brothers and sisters all have such a bag. Whether they are writing articles or doing homework, they can always use stationery.
Li Lizhi took out a ruler and charcoal pencil, redrawn the drawing, and after checking that nothing was missing according to her usual habit, handed it to the maid on the side, "Please give it to my father."
"Here."
After doing this, Li Lizhi glanced at the sky. The queen mother had to take charge of the affairs of the harem and would probably come back very late. She first asked the palace maid to prepare meals for her younger brothers and sisters, and then helped clean up the Li Zheng Palace.
At the moment, Xu Jingzong, who had nothing to do in the Rites Office, always looked over the intelligence sent from various places outside the customs with Zhang Dashu.
"Shilang Xu, a letter from Lishan."
It had been some time since I had received a letter from Zhang Shangshu, so Xu Jingzong gathered his energy and took the letter.
The letter was still written in a secret letter format, asking what you had eaten today and how you were feeling.
To outsiders, it might only mean these things, but to Xu Jingzong, who had long memorized the translation of the secret letter, it was a different story.
Liaodong, reinforcements, Goguryeo, royal family, Li Yifu...
After connecting these words, Xu Jingzong knew what to do. He hurriedly walked to Zhang Xiang's room. After a long conversation, the two of them walked out of the Diplomatic Academy. Two teams of officers and soldiers walked out of Chang'an City and hurried towards Liaodong. And go.
In the Hexi Corridor, Jiayuguan is still under construction. Di Zhisun and his son Di Renjie pointed to a forest of Populus euphratica planted in the distance, "Huaiying, look at how well these trees have grown this year after they were planted last year."
Di Renjie said nonchalantly: "It takes more than ten years to plant a Populus euphratica forest, but it only takes three to five months to grow a bunch of grapes. There is no harvest from planting Populus euphratica, so what's the use of occupying the land?"
The child is very smart. Di Zhisun nodded with satisfaction and said, "Zhang Shangshu hopes to plant a sand-proof forest here so that the sand outside the pass will no longer invade Jiayu Mountain and the Hexi Corridor."
Di Renjie saluted his father, "Dad, the Populus euphratica forest has been planted now. Populus euphratica has made the land stronger and more fertile, but then some people will think that grapes should be planted here, so that they can also harvest, and then Then the trees will be cut down and all the efforts in front of us will be ruined."
Di Zhisun nodded slightly, "You are right, my father will write a letter to the court and ask them to control it."
Seeing the suspicion in his son's eyes, Di Zhisun smiled again. This child was good at thinking, so how could he not know who he wanted to be as a father? He was sure that even if the government restricted it, it would not be able to stop this incident. The Populus euphratica forest eventually ended up being cut down.
Di Renjie whispered: "There will be people who ignore the overall situation for their own temporary interests. This kind of thing has never changed since ancient times."
Listening to his son's rebellious words, Di Zhisun didn't want to interrupt his thinking, nor did he want to stop him from being suspicious of people's hearts. People's hearts are sinister, and it would be good for him to understand the truth.
The mutual market at the foot of Jiayu Mountain is becoming more and more lively, where outsiders can buy the salt and iron they want.
Before the cold winter, they came here to sell their cattle and sheep in exchange for food for the winter.
In this way, they can ensure the peace of the villagers in the pass without plundering.
Di Zhisun wrote down the situation here, and formulated a mutual trade strategy to arrange for people to be sent to Guanzhong.
Lishan Mountain, east of Chang'an City, is quiet in the early morning, with only the sound of water flowing when the waterwheel turns.
Zhang Yang sat by the Huaqing Pool and looked at the memorial sent by the Foreign Affairs Council. It was a good thing that the Liaodong and Hexi Corridors could be stabilized. Di Zhisun wrote another memorial hoping that North Korea and China could expand mutual trade.
The current mutual market does not have the support of the court, and transactions within and outside the customs are spontaneous among local people and outsiders.
If the mutual trade has the support of North Korea and China, more goods can be obtained.
Now the emperor has a lot of fine salt in his hands and controls the salt lake in Tubo. The emperor can buy this fine salt outside the customs.
Li Yue took her daughter to wash up in Huaqing Pool.
After autumn, the little bear is very energetic. It dives into the forest again to continue its great cause of domination.
The little milk bears were quite sensible. After putting down the five bowls, they lay down neatly in a row and ate their meals.
It was already noon after breakfast at home.
Zhang Yang removed the wooden frames on both sides of the greenhouse. The greenhouse was finally completed, and he took a hoe to remove the wildly growing weeds.
Li Yue came with some potted plants. Other people's potted plants were filled with flowers and plants. Lishan was different. The couple always planted vegetables.
One acre of land was also dedicated to planting onions.
Li Yue walked to the center of the land, which was also the place with the best lighting. "Sir, how about using this land to plant peonies?"
"Grow radishes."
"No! I want to plant peonies!" Li Yue's attitude was very firm.
"The last time you wanted to plant chrysanthemums, do you still remember the results?"
"It's different!" Li Yue nodded and said, "Last time it was because we were not in the greenhouse, so the flowers withered."
Women, indeed, all like flowers.
Zhang Yang was planting onions with a shovel, and then some garlic. Without onions and garlic, winter would be too difficult, huh! Plant some more leeks.
The consequence of keeping your wife's words to yourself is that she will thwart what you are doing.
The shovel in his hand was taken away by her, and Zhang Yang stood up helplessly, "You can plant flowers, but I have a condition."
"Husband, please speak."
"I want to use colored glass to decorate the doors and windows."
The couple looked at each other and argued for a while before Li Yue compromised and said, "Okay, I'll let aunt arrange the flower seedlings."
After all the twists and turns, things finally turned around. Anyway, she wanted to plant peonies, which would wither in the greenhouse. She used this condition in exchange for installing glass doors and windows.
This condition is very cost-effective. When her flower seedlings wither, they will not be used to grow vegetables.
In a good mood, Aunt Yang came over in a hurry and said, "Marquis of the County, Duke Zheng is here. He is at the foot of the mountain."
Zhang Yang put down the shovel and said, "Auntie, please plant these green onions and leeks. I'll come to see Mr. Zheng."
Aunt Yang nodded and started working in the greenhouse. The top of the greenhouse was decorated with colored glaze. It was very beautiful, even more magnificent than the palace.
Zhang Yang tidied himself up, took off his muddy boots, told Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui to take good care of Xiao Qingqing, and then went down the mountain.
Zheng Gong was standing at the foot of the mountain, chatting with Li Yuan and Zhang Gongjin.
The Supreme Emperor and the teacher have become good friends who talk about everything. I remember that Li Yuan looked down on this counselor who was the advisor of General Tiance.
The teacher and the Supreme Emperor each had a bowl of soup and medicine. They often drank medicine together and played chess to relax. The days of retirement were very pleasant.
Zhang Gongjin and Li Yuan drank the soup in their bowls.
"How long do I have to drink this soothing medicine?" Li Yuan was filled with displeasure and asked in a blink of an eye, "What kind of medicine are you talking about?"
Zhang Gongjin looked bitter after drinking a bowl of medicine, "It says it nourishes the mind."
"Yeah." Li Yuan nodded and looked at Wei Zheng, "What? Do you want a bowl too?"
Mr. Zheng couldn't help waving his hands.
The old man drank the medicine and became obsessed with it. It is really rare that we can have an irreversible friendship while drinking the medicine together...
Li Yuan stood up and said calmly: "I don't know what kind of medicine Ouyang Xun drank today."
Zhang Gongjin nodded and said, "Let's go and have a look."
The two left, and Zhang Yang also walked down the mountain. He hadn't seen Mr. Zheng for a long time. He had aged rapidly in the past two years and his temples were turning gray.
It used to be black hair mixed with white hair, but now it is white hair mixed with some black hair.
Zhang Yang bowed and saluted, "Mr. Zheng."
Wei Zheng sat on the stone steps and whispered: "I have gone to see Duke Yu."
"Well, Duke Yu is old. Now he is sometimes sober and sometimes confused. His ambitions have not yet been fulfilled. I hope he can live a few more years."
Zhang Yang stood with his hands folded and thought to himself: I just hope that the thief God can give him a few more years. When the royal seal of the King of Goguryeo is delivered to Duke Yu, he can give him three to five more years, even two years.
"Back then, I argued with him in the court hall. I can still see him before my eyes. I disagreed with him on political views. We argued over this for several years. Whether in Tai Chi Hall or in front of His Majesty, I argued with him and even yelled at him. It's a pity that he can't argue with him now. I argued."
Wei Zheng looked at the medical clinic in the distance and said: "At the beginning, Wen Yanbo did not agree with my policy of assimilating the Turks. I was thinking about a hundred years later. At that time, the situation was uncertain. He told Your Majesty that we should stabilize the hearts of the Turks, and for the sake of He prevented me from going to Shuofang in person. Although he is the other party, I respect him."
"You advise His Majesty to promote Confucianism and Legalism in Turks, implement county governance, and naturalize citizens. I have already heard about it. This matter has been discussed by the Central Committee of the DPRK and the Zhongshu Province has decided to implement it after deliberation. The conclusion reached by the DPRK this morning is what I am here to do. Tell you this."
"Thank you Mr. Zheng for informing me." Zhang Yang said with cupped hands.
"Hehehe..." Wei Zheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "That old man wanted to implement Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's policy, but now I have won after all, and the situation is favorable. At that time, Dong Zhongshu had not taught the world the Three Questions of Heaven and Man, Emperor Wu This is the only last resort we can take. Today is different from the past, how can we use it to make the same remarks!"
Zheng Gong said these words loudly, as if he was speaking to Wen Yanbo.
It's just that the old gentleman couldn't hear it in the hospital. Even if he woke up from his confusion, he wouldn't know what Mr. Zheng said.
Seeing Mr. Zheng's sharp eyes looking at him again, Zhang Yang put his hands in his hands and saluted: "Mr. Zheng, is there anything else that needs to be arranged by the official?"
"This old man gave him the position of servant before he died, which can be regarded as a fulfillment for him. I sincerely congratulate him. Since he is in your Lishan Mountain, you must take good care of him."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, the delirium will allow the old man to spend his old age without any illness or pain, but his mood will fluctuate. At least he will die peacefully."
Speaking of Wen Yanbo, there is actually another person. Wang Gui went to Zhongnan Mountain to revisit his old place. I don’t know how he is doing now.
"That old guy always talks about Liaodong affairs every time he sees His Majesty. He was like this in the Wude Dynasty, but now in Zhenguan, he talks about it again. I heard that he had an affair with you before he became seriously ill. Long talk.”
Zhang Yang nodded, "It does happen."
"Isn't it a light thing to conquer Liaodong? Let's just say that the Tang Dynasty has only been based in the Central Plains for more than 20 years. The national power is not sufficient and the manpower is insufficient for production. Taking Yang Guang's lesson as a lesson, it exhausted the power of the people of the Sui Dynasty and finally gave up. I think It turns out that His Majesty also has the intention of marching eastward."
Wei Zheng sighed, "But the court will not agree. The time has not come. The Tang Dynasty has not yet reached the strength to be able to go on an expedition. It needs to be recuperated. It was me who blocked His Majesty's plan for the Eastern Expedition. You must also understand the difficulties of the people of the world."
Although Yang Guangdong's expedition to Goguryeo was defeated.
It is recorded in the annals of history that Li Shimin conquered Goguryeo. Although he was victorious, he beheaded 40,000 people and captured more than ten cities. This incident was like the madness of the Tian Khan in his later years.
In the winter, it was freezing cold in Liaodong, so the Khan had no choice but to withdraw his troops hastily.
Although we won, we did not win completely.
It was not until the Gojong period that the entire territory of Goguryeo was recovered.
After two generations of Yang Guang and Li Shimin, it was only recovered by Emperor Gaozong, but at that time the Tang Dynasty was at the peak of its national power.
This was the case in the Zhenguan Dynasty. When it comes to the right time, place and people, there is always a difference in luck. It seems that God is against the Khan, and God does not give time.
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "What Mr. Zheng said is reasonable. It is indeed not the time for the Tang Dynasty to go to Goguryeo. It still needs time to prepare."
Wei Zheng stroked his beard and nodded, "Even if you say that, I feel relieved. Wen Yanbo is like this. Speaking of which, I feel guilty if I can't regain Liaodong, but since it is the Eastern Expedition, this matter cannot be taken lightly."
Zheng Gongyou said a lot of truth before leaving. Zhang Yang stood there to say goodbye and stabilize the court first. The battle in Liaodong could not be fought like this, and there was no need to go on an expedition. Too many troops would be a burden.
Goguryeo did not have so many soldiers who were good at fighting, and their ability to march and fight was simply not comparable to that of the Central Plains. Yeon Gaesumun was one, but it was not a big threat.
There is a big food in the west that is eager to try, there is Goguryeo in the east that makes people worried, and there are still aristocratic families in the Central Plains that have not been eliminated. Zhang Yang walks back to Lishan Mountain with a complicated mood.
When I came to the greenhouse, two aunts were planting, and Li Yue was arranging her flower seedlings.
"Plant it. When the time comes, it won't all be my fertilizer." Zhang Yang murmured in a low voice.
"What did your husband just say?" Li Yue suddenly asked.
"I said these flower seedlings are really beautiful." Zhang Yang hurriedly put on a smiling face and was grinning.
"You can't even see this flower, how can it be beautiful?" Li Yue carefully planted one, her eyes filled with anticipation.
The flowering season of peonies is in May, which is about to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. In addition to temperature, soil, and humidity, the plant also needs a light cycle to bloom.
The photoperiod in autumn and winter is fundamentally different than in May.
If you don’t have enough professional knowledge, you will fail sooner or later.
The more Zhang Yang sees these flower seedlings, the more satisfied he becomes. They are good things for fertilizing the land.
The couple and their two aunts were farming in the greenhouse. The little bear was curious and wanted to come in, but was kicked out by Aunt Yang for fear that it would eat the newly planted onions and garlic.
The little bear wandered around outside the greenhouse aggrievedly, until its attention was attracted by the three-hippo, and he went to fight with the horse.
