The outside world does have many opinions on these things. The prince of Hejian County has always protected Lishan and has lived in Lishan for a long time without even returning home.
Li Chongyi sighed, and Li Tai, who was sitting next to him, also sighed.
"Why did His Highness the King of Wei sigh?"
"Brother Chongyi, why do you think that after getting married, you don't feel as comfortable as before?"
Li Chongyi was also over 20 years old. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not married either, so how do I know."
Li Tai sighed melancholy again.
The quarrel in the courtyard was still going on. Li Xiaogong slapped the table and said, "Chongyi is already the Minister of Rites. That's enough. What else do you want, mother-in-law?"
"What do I want to do? I don't want to be a good person for our family."
Li Chongyi covered his face in pain as he listened to his parents arguing.
Li Tai patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Chongyi must be in a difficult situation."
Covering his face with his hands, Li Chongyi nodded and said: "The Ministry of Rites probably has a lot of things to do these days, so I'll leave first."
In the courtyard, Li Xiaogong's wife said loudly: "Mother, I will live here starting today."
The couple kept arguing, and while they were talking, she wanted to go to Li Yuan to complain and ask Li Yuan to seek justice.
Li Xiaogong really couldn't bear it and had no choice but to leave the person behind.
Standing outside the courtyard and listening to the couple's quarrel, Li Tai felt that this was an experience after getting married, and that the emperor's uncle's words when dealing with his wife's various dealings should be listened to carefully, and maybe they could be used in the future.
Speaking of why the emperor's uncle stayed in Lishan, Li Tai thought of the quarrel between his father and his brother-in-law at that time. Of course, it was to keep Lishan, and he also hoped that Zhang Yang and his father could be reconciled.
After so many years, it is very interesting to think about all the things that have happened in the past few years.
Li Tai walked home and whispered: "There are always so many joys and sorrows in life. What does their joys and sorrows have to do with me?"
The guard followed and said, "His Royal Highness, King Wei, is right."
When Li Tai walked to the door of his house, he saw his wife, Yan, cleaning up the house. Like his brother-in-law's house, there were no servants in his house.
The guards around him are all looking after Lishan, and they don't do anything like servants.
Yan is the daughter of Yan Liben. She comes from a family of craftsmen and is also a well-known woman.
She can still do chores now, and I somewhat admire her in my heart. She should be delicate.
"His Royal Highness the King of Wei." She saluted.
"Will your father come to Lishan on New Year's Eve?"
"I have already sent someone to deliver a message. My father has been supervising the construction of Taiye Pool these days."
Li Tai nodded slightly and helped clean up the house.
After the wedding, the Yan family's life was very good, and being able to marry the King of Wei was also beneficial to the Yan family.
And His Highness the King of Wei is not as unbearable as the outside world says.
Originally, Yan was very quiet and rarely went out in Lishan.
At this moment in Chang'an City, Li Shimin frowned and looked at the letter sent by Lishan, which listed all the things he needed to make fireworks.
"Forget about other things, are three hundred feet of silk also used for fireworks?"
Li Shimin muttered to himself, his brows twitching. When he saw the last thousand coins, he felt the meaning of Tu Qiong Dajian, "This kid just wants to use this matter to talk to my lion! What a Zhang Yang, don't think that I I will fall into your trap."
Empress Changsun looked at the scroll in her hand, glanced sideways at His Majesty's expression, and whispered: "This child is really..."
"If I gave him these thousand strings, this Taiye Pond would still be repaired."
Seeing that His Majesty was angry, Empress Changsun had nothing to say. The relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law had never changed. She sighed: "It's exactly the same as before."
The emperor didn't want to let go of his dignity, but he also wanted Zhang Yang to make contributions to the country, and he also wanted his surrender and loyalty.
Zhang Yang is also a hard-nosed person who refuses to accept soft and hard advice, and insists on asking for high prices for the secret recipe.
Sitting in the Manlu Palace, Empress Changsun pondered again. Logically speaking, if His Majesty wants to see the gorgeous scenery in the night sky, Zhang Yang should do it.
But now Zhang Yang demands so much.
I also think Zhang Yang went too far.
Empress Changsun took a sip of warm tea. Even if Zhang Yang went too far, Your Majesty should not give Li Shan nothing if he wants a vision in the sky.
Therefore, Weng and son-in-law are really the same kind of people.
Somewhat melancholy and helpless.
Empress Changsun whispered: "Zhang Yang is a very shrewd child. He can use one dollar to the effect of ten dollars. In order to help the court solve money matters, this child can always squeeze money out of his teeth. Come and use it for the various ministries.”
"I heard Li Zhi talk about Zhang Yang's method. He spent the money in July in March and left April and May alone. After the money in March was spent, he used the money in these three months to pay it back. "Come on, with such a turnover, a person who calculates accounts and money to the teeth... His Majesty will probably not gain anything from talking about money with such a person."
The queen's words were correct. She had never benefited from discussing money with Zhang Yang. It would be too difficult for this kid to suffer a loss.
The queen put down the book in her hand again, "Your Majesty, why don't you give him some materials? The royal expenses must be used in a practical way, and promise to give him a thousand guan in advance."
"What the Queen said is very good."
Li Shimin waved his sleeves and asked the eunuchs around him to prepare for this matter.
When all the materials in the palace were sent to Lishan, Li Shimin kept a portion for himself. There were sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal placed in front of him...
Boxes of stone powder were placed in front of him, and Li Shimin picked up some with his hands, "Is this what this kid used to make firearms?"
Yan Liben said in confusion: "Your Majesty, there is nothing special about these stone powders."
Li Shimin said solemnly: "If it was special, then the boy wouldn't give these to me. He must have other formulas that he has not handed over."
After hearing this, Yan Liben said again: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Wei has sent a message. I am going to Lishan Mountain on New Year's Eve. I will be able to help Your Majesty with his inquiries."
Whether it's firearms or fireworks, Li Shimin wants them all, including everything in Lishan.
As for Zhang Yang, just hang him in front of Chengtian Gate in the future.
For Li Shimin, it was only his son-in-law's ability that benefited the country; his life or death was not important.
"You are a traitor! You are already a man with two children! Your behavior is still the same as before."
When Li Shimin made this decision, he did not forget to curse.
Then His Majesty took a sip of tea and drank it. His face was livid because of the anger in his heart. He drank tea to try to suppress his anger.
Tea is good, and brown sugar is good, but Zhang Yang is not.
The thief didn't open his eyes and gave all these abilities to a bastard.
This kind of person should be hanged alive and left to wander in the wind at Chengtianmen. That scene was also very beautiful to Li Shimin, huh! Just beautiful.
Li Shimin even thought that he could make arrangements earlier, and said to the eunuch on the side: "I have seen that Chengtian Gate is a little dirty recently, so I will send someone to clean it."
"Your Majesty, it's cold in winter. After washing with water, it will condense into ice at night."
The little eunuch reminded him with good intentions, and when his majesty glared at him, he hurried to make arrangements.
Chaozhong stopped bathing today. Officials walked out of Zhuque Gate in groups. Li Yifu relaxed his back, "I remember that Chaozhong stopped bathing at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. Why is it now the New Year?"
Xu Jingzong whispered: "Your Majesty works hard for the country, how can we take a rest early?"
Looking at the officials around him, Xu Jingzong said again: "They can rest now, but we in the Ministry of Rites cannot rest yet. We have to make arrangements for envoys from various countries, and the three brothers Xiang Dasu and Da'an are still busy."
This is different from what I originally thought. I didn't expect the Ministry of Rites to be such a busy government office.
All the ministries in the DPRK have rested, and the Ministry of Rites still has to prepare for this year's DPRK meeting.
Two years ago, the Ministry of Rites was still free, but now it is busy with more and more things. The Hanhai Protectorate in Mobei has just been completed and officials need to be dispatched. The construction of the Protectorate of Tubo still needs to persuade Songtsen Gampo.
Liaodong will build the Andong Protectorate, and the Anxi Protectorate will send more troops.
Regarding the repair of Tiankhan Avenue, envoys from various countries have to be consulted.
All these things must be completed before the start of the next year.
The two of them were walking when they bumped into Sun Wuji, the eldest son of Zhao Guogong.
Seeing Zhao Guogong blocking the door of Zhuque, Li Yifu was suddenly shocked.
First, he said: "Zhao Guogong's Liaodong policy has been finalized now. It has been reviewed by Zhongshu Province and His Majesty has approved it."
After listening to Li Yifu's speech, Changsun Wuji nodded and looked at Xu Jingzong.
Back then, Li Yifu feared and respected Duke Zhao.
But now, this official uniform was earned by him after running away from Liaodong and working hard in Goguryeo for three years, and he owed no favors to anyone.
Changsun Wuji frowned, with a suspicious look on his face, "Xu Jingzong, I heard that monk Xuanzang scolded you many times. What did you do?"
What's going on, what's going on? Li Yifu was puzzled. He first looked at Zhao Guogong and then at Xu Shangshu.
Monk Xuanzang? Who is Xuanzang?
Li Yifu didn't know about the grievances between Buddhism and Lishan, and of course he didn't know who monk Xuanzang was. He only occasionally heard people talking about a monk who traveled westward and couldn't enter the gate while drinking in Pingkangfang.
Xu Jingzong nodded and said calmly: "Mr. Zhao, I don't know Monk Xuanzang."
"Well... I also heard other people's casual remarks, so I came over to ask."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Guogong left. The court had a rest today, and many officials left one after another.
After standing still for a long time, Xu Jingzong sighed, "There are always people in this world who want to harm our Ministry of Rites."
Li Yifu wanted to ask but didn't know where to start. The Duke of Zhao told something about the monk Xuanzang at a very inappropriate time.
Li Yifu, who was usually good at guessing people's thoughts, was confused. Faced with Changsun Wuji and Xu Jingzong, two people who were more foxy than him, he became even more confused.
Looking back, I saw several eunuchs from the palace. They carried buckets and poured water on Chengtian Gate, and then swept it with brooms.
Then several eunuchs wiped the ground in front of Chengtian Gate with cloths in their hands, and then carefully wiped the door and door frame.
In the middle of winter, you are not afraid of the water on the ground freezing, and if you step on it, it will slip?
Li Yifu raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky. Among the gates in the imperial city, Chengtian Gate was the cleanest. It was abnormally clean.
Chang'an City has been experiencing a monstrous wind recently, and then the Chengtian Gate slowly closed, announcing the beginning of this year's hiatus.
Li Yifu also walked out of the Suzaku Gate. Since Mr. Xu said there were still so many things to be busy with, he couldn't have any leisure.
In Lishan, Zhang Yang was very satisfied with the materials in the palace and asked Shangguan Yi to arrange manpower to unload the materials.
"Marquis of the County, your Majesty has lost his temper again this time."
The air was still very cold, Zhang Yang put his hands in his sleeves, "Really? Why is Your Majesty angry?"
The prince looked accusingly and said, "The county prince asked for so many materials and asked for a thousand guan knowingly."
Zhang Yang coughed and said, "Then your Majesty must pay for my labor costs."
The prince continued: "Of course, your majesty and the queen have said that as long as Lishan can handle the matter, he will definitely send a thousand strings after New Year's Eve."
Hearing this, Zhang Yang took out his pamphlet, tore off a piece of paper and wrote a note, "This is an IOU for one thousand guan. Please ask your majesty to sign it when you go back. There are two copies in total, and we each hold one. "
The prince who took the note hesitated to speak, "The county prince is really..."
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "A family must settle accounts openly. I have always been a practical person. Oral promises are not enough, and there must be a signature."
"Don't worry, Marquis, the old slave will be handed over to His Majesty."
The prince took the IOU solemnly, took the two cabbages handed to him, and left with the people in the palace.
Did the magistrate really want these stones for the strange phenomenon in the night sky?
Absolutely not, Wang Gonggong decided in his heart, and even felt that Lishan's request for a thousand guan was still less.
The county prince should have more.
Making fireworks is a boring thing. Zhang Yang folded several pieces of cloth together, made a dust-proof mask, and started to mix the fireworks.
Today, monk Xuanzang wrote again. In autumn, this monk wrote that he saw a leaf falling in Dunhuang and became enlightened. In this cold winter, another letter and a volume of Buddhist scriptures were sent.
I don’t know what kind of intentions this monk has, but he always writes letters to Lishan, as if he is familiar with him, even though he has never met before.
Opening the letter with critical and questioning eyes, Zhang Yang looked at the contents of the letter. The letter said that the monk Xuanzang asked: Why doesn't anyone bother him now? Why are the original methods no longer used?
Then he talked about how firm his heart was, how compassionate he was, and so on.
He also said that he should not have the intention to harm others, and Lishan's methods were his training, which would only make his state of mind clearer.
His words and gestures were arrogant, as if he were provoking after winning!
If you also feel that these methods are useless, you should read more classics and poems to improve your mood. Send a volume of the Nirvana Sutra and ask the Marquis of Lishan County to have a look. If the Marquis of the County can also understand as well as a poor monk, you might as well go there. Take a trip to Tianzhu.
This monk Xuanzang advises people to escape into Buddhism and never die.
Since Bopo, the eminent monk from Zhu, came to Mount Li once before his death, Monk Xuanzang felt that his cause and effect was related to Mount Li.
Zhang Yang didn't even read the Nirvana Sutra, but put it directly into the stove nearby and let it burn.
"Go to hell with your refuge! Go to hell with your karma! A certain family is full of righteousness! I am not afraid of your gods and Buddhas all over the sky. Monk Xuanzang should stop being so arrogant. Sooner or later, Tianzhu will be wiped out! Then I will turn you into a relic!"
Zhang Yang cursed loudly, tore up the letter and threw it into the stove to let the flames burn brighter.
