"To deal with an ignorant and paranoid person, just give him anger and you can control him." Zhang Yang whispered.
Li Yue ate steamed buns and opened the window of the study room to let in the night breeze.
The wind at night is very cold, which can also make people energetic.
The paper on the desk was blown up, and Zhang Yang suppressed it with a memorial.
Li Yue was sitting on the window sill, eating steamed buns and preaching: "Aunt Wang said that when she came back from buying dyes from Chang'an City today, she heard that many people in the market were talking about her husband and cannibalism."
"Well, I think so. Now many people are focusing on the war with the giant cannibal."
Li Yue finished a steamed bun and took a sip of tea.
After the morning court on the second day, Lishan's reply memorial was also sent to the Ministry of Rites, and Xu Jingzong took the memorial and sent it to His Majesty.
Li Shimin looked solemn and asked in confusion: "Is this the case?"
Xu Jingzong replied: "Your Majesty, the envoy of Dashi is still imprisoned in the dungeon of Dali Temple."
Li Shimin felt that based on his understanding of Zhang Yang, he would not give up so easily, and would probably have to peel off this person's skin before giving up.
Li Shimin looked at this memorial from left to right, but he didn't see any other meaning.
"Is there anything else Zhang Yang can say?"
"Replying to your majesty, the memorial from the county prince was sent by someone, and no other words were said."
Li Shimin had a straight face and didn't think he was such a kind person.
Xu Jingzong's words are still credible. At least he is dedicated to his official career. Without his official career, a person like him would be useless.
"You make arrangements."
"Here."
Xu Jingzong bowed and bowed, exited the Ganlu Hall and went to arrange the next matters.
When the food messenger came out of the dungeon of Dali Temple, there was even more discussion.
Many people think that Datang and Dashi are indeed going to make peace.
Since the end of the Great Tang Conference in March, the envoys from various countries who came to congratulate the Tang Dynasty have left one after another.
The etiquette department was very busy. Xu Jingzong personally sent the food envoy away, but Musab didn't say a word during this period.
"It is said that Dashi and Datang will have a truce from now on."
Hearing the words behind him, Xu Jingzong turned around and looked at Songtsan Gampo, "Why did Zanpu say this?"
Songtsen Gampo laughed and said, "Both the government and the public are discussing it."
"Does Zamp think so too?"
Songtsan Gampo shook his head and said: "I used to think that Tubo was very powerful because we defeated Tuyuhun."
Xu Jingzong added: "In the end, Tubo was defeated by the Tang Dynasty, and now the internal strife in Tubo continues."
"At first I underestimated the Tang Dynasty. People in Guanzhong often say that we should look at the world. Now I look at the world and only Dashi can compete with the Tang Dynasty."
Xu Jingzong clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the back of the big eater, "Zampu just said that there was a truce."
"No, it's precisely because everyone thinks that Datang and Dashi are going to have a truce. Now I feel that they have been deceived by appearances."
"The longer Zanpu stays in Chang'an City, the more he looks like a Guanzhong native."
"I've always been a Tibetan."
"I have almost forgotten what it was like to speak Tibetan words in Zampu."
Songtsan Gampo smiled and said: "I can talk to the Tibetan people in Chang'an in Tibetan dialect at any time."
Xu Jingzong walked back to the city and chatted with him among the bustling people.
In the past two years, the places Songtsen Gampo visited most in Chang'an City were Hongwen Pavilion and Chongde Square.
He is different from other messengers. He is a Tibetan who advocates wisdom.
I even have to read all the books from the Central Plains.
But now Songtsen Gampo seems to have gone through some precipitation. Whether it is his conversation or the way he speaks, or the Tang Dynasty's internal and external strategies, he can tell it more clearly.
Songtsen Gampo was the enemy of the Tang Dynasty and always had been.
As he became more and more stable in Chang'an City, Xu Jingzong's hostility towards him never weakened one bit.
If Songtsen Gampo indulged in wine and sex all day long, he might have been released to Tibet long ago.
But he just showed such a crazy attitude towards books from the Central Plains. People at the post house said that Songtsen Gampo often read books all night long.
Xu Jingzong did not want such people to return to Tibet.
Lishan is undergoing its third transformation. This transformation will not only distribute some downstream manufacturing, but also consolidate Lishan’s foundation.
Standing on the top of Lishan Mountain, Zhang Yang could see the busy scene in the village.
Samurai Yun added a lot of manpower to the blacksmith workshop. From now on, the blacksmith workshop will also have the largest manpower in Lishan, and the area of the blacksmith workshop will more than triple.
The specific arrangements remain unchanged, Lishan still arranges manpower according to the team structure.
After these two years of development, Lishan originally had a labor force of 100 people, but now it has 200 people.
Many of them have moved back from other places, and some are children who grew up in the past and are still living in Lishan with their parents.
This transformation will take at least three months to complete, and formal production will not begin until three months later.
The tasks assigned by Li Shimin can only be stopped.
The technology Lishan mastered was not available in North Korea's ordnance inspectors, unless their ordnance inspectors could also make springs and threads.
Without fine iron, springs cannot be made, and without molds, regular circles cannot be polished.
If you don't understand the characteristics of various metals, you can't make a drill bit, and without a lathe, you can't make the threads inside the iron ring.
Technology is obtained one by one in this way, and it will not work without any one of them.
Before ordnance inspectors did not have mold technology and lathe technology, it would be ridiculous to try to create a primer device.
Behind him is his daughter riding on a bear. Xiao Qingqing is holding the first flintlock gun in his hand. This gun is a deluxe version and a gold-plated one.
There was no powder in the gun and no bullets for her to play with.
She proudly said: "These are our family's property."
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Yes, they are all from our family."
"The emperor wants to seize our family property. My daughter will never allow such a thing to happen. Dad, don't worry, my daughter will protect this family property."
Seeing that her chubby face still looked serious, Zhang Yang shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand and said, "Do you know what our family's current assets are?"
She pointed her gun at the factory in the distance, "Isn't this what you're seeing?"
Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing. Just as he was about to walk back, his daughter rode on Xiong Da and chased after him. She said, "Dad, the emperor is a bad guy. Why doesn't our family rebel?"
"The emperor is a bad person. To be precise, he is no longer a normal person. Do you want to be an abnormal person?"
"I do not want."
Zhang Yang walked all the way, "That's right. In fact, there is nothing good about being an emperor. The emperor is also a human being, and we are also human beings. It's just a difference in status."
"Daddy, do you want to rebel?"
"I've thought about it before, several times."
"Several times, how many times."
Listening to his daughter's childish words, Zhang Yang led her and Xiong Da to walk in the mountains and forests, "It must have been countless times. Whenever I see the emperor not doing things, I think about rebellion."
"But dad didn't rebel, why? Wouldn't it be better if the whole world belonged to our family?"
"Well, it's definitely better this way."
"Then our family will rebel. My daughter is willing to be her father's general and bring peace to the world."
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, "What did you learn from your grandpa Huang all day long?"
Xiao Qingqing added: "Aunt Hongfu taught me about rebellion."
Originally, my daughter-in-law wanted to find a first-class teacher in all aspects. She spent most of her day studying, and she only had three or two days a month to play as freely as she does now.
Not to mention Li Yuan, Hongfunu is another native of the green forest.
My daughter learned something from them.
Zhang Yang shook his head in distress and said: "Our family's family business is based on the stability of the country. Now the people of the world have been determined. If we rebel at this moment, your father and I will be charged with big crimes and will be punished by many people." Swear, what if I conquer the world? There will be constant rebel armies coming to attack me in the future, and the Central Plains will not be able to stop from now on."
Xiao Qingqing still couldn't understand these words, she frowned and said: "Dad is a very contradictory person."
"People are all contradictory. Your father and I have met many people in this world, including your master, your grandpa, the prince of Hejian County, and your uncle, the prince of Wei. I thought about rising up and punishing them, but once I If I rebel, these elders, friends, and brothers will all abandon me, and I will become someone they despise."
"But the emperor is not a good person. Aunt Xiao Wu said that the emperor has always wanted to plot our Lishan family business."
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "That's right."
"Lishan cannot be left to its own devices."
"Yes, of course our family cannot be at the mercy of others. You have to understand that this world cannot be separated from matter. If you abandon the basis of matter, everything else is false. So we must master production technology and productivity. Productivity determines the stock of matter. Who knows? Whoever controls productivity will have greater say."
Xiao Qingqing was confused again. With her current little mind, it was difficult to understand these relationships. She didn't even know what productivity was.
Zhang Yang continued: "They always say that the development of our Lishan is against the people's hearts. If people are trapped in factories, they will not have literary talent, poetry, and strategies. They hope that everyone Anyone can live to be a saint, but the fact is that the more saints there are, the more miserable people’s lives will be.”
"People's lives are getting poorer and they don't have enough to eat. This is why Lishan wants to master productivity. I think this principle is crucial to use natural science to solve the resulting problems,"
“As far as labor tool elements are concerned, labor tools are the direct manifestation of technology as the primary productive force.”
"The application of technology has fundamentally changed the backwardness of Datang's existing working methods. What Lishan has to do is to realize the transformation of labor tools from human power to machines powered by machinery and steam."
Zhang Yang looked back at his daughter, and he didn't know when she had fallen asleep on the bear's back.
Seeing her sleeping soundly, Zhang Yang smiled helplessly and took off the flintlock hanging from her finger.
Zhang Yang wants to pass on all the advanced ideas he has learned to his sons and daughters.
There were many very useful ideas and viewpoints told to her, which were unique in the Tang Dynasty.
And many concepts come from later generations.
I don’t know how much she can hear. If she doesn’t understand, Zhang Yang is willing to tell her many, many times until she understands and learns.
Zhang Yang was walking in the forest with Xiong Da. His home was in front of him, and the sun fell on him through the shadows of the trees.
Lishan is developing rapidly and will undergo earth-shaking changes in the next ten years.
The daughter and son will be the leaders of this small world.
Lishan's wealth will become more and more abundant, its industry will become larger and larger, and Lishan's system will also change accordingly.
There is such an established logic that when production methods and productivity reach a certain level and wealth is accumulated more and more, people will change accordingly.
Both moral character and values need to adapt to the environment.
Just like the emperor who only knows how to chew peonies now, he does not understand the process of development of productivity, nor the changing direction of productivity. Now he will only continue to ask for Lishan, but he does not understand how to develop Lishan.
Even if Lishan is handed over to the emperor, it will be good if Lishan can stay put. If he manages it arbitrarily, not all the industries will fall apart.
The emperor's system...or the system currently used by the Tang Dynasty is not suitable for Lishan's current production method.
“People’s different ideas determine what the production methods look like, and different production methods determine the wealth and height of an era.”
"People's different ideas determine what the production method looks like..." Xiao Qingqing repeated the sentence as if dreaming.
Zhang Yang continued walking while looking ahead, and said: "If you want to inherit Lishan, you need to master these. You need to learn a lot. Over time, this knowledge will become a knife on the emperor's neck. Understand." Yet?"
This time the daughter didn't respond. She lay on the spacious bear's back, opened her mouth slightly, and drooled on the bear's back.
Xiong Da raised his head slightly, with disdain in his eyes, as if to say, look what you have taught me.
When he arrived at the door of his house, Xiong Da regarded the little Qingqing on his back as nothing, and he lay down to sleep on his own.
After leaving Longxi, they encountered wind and sand. Musab's journey away from Datang was not smooth.
He met many merchants from the Western Regions or Persia, trading with each other in the Hexi Corridor.
Musab was hiding under the eaves of a house. He drank water and said: "These people should not give their wealth to the Tang Dynasty. This wealth should be for us to eat."
The official on the side heard this, glanced at these big cannibals, and asked: "Who are you?"
The other party spoke the language of big eaters. Most of the people doing business here are Tubo people and people from the Western Regions, and there are very few big cannibals.
Therefore, the appearance of an unfamiliar language immediately attracted the attention of the officers and soldiers.
Musab took out the documents from the Ministry of Rites and revealed his identity to the officers and soldiers here. The other party just looked at it one more time, and left again with disgust in their eyes.
Seeing this, Musab wanted to kill this rude official, but he knew that he was now in the Tang Dynasty.
If you want to kill someone here, according to the instructions of the Ministry of Rites... After killing someone, you will not be able to return to your hometown in this life, and you will spend your whole life in a dungeon.
Musa'ab saw the prosperity and prosperity of Chang'an City. In comparison, Dashi was too poor and weak. At this moment, there was endless greed in his eyes. He wanted such wealth and prosperity. He even thought about becoming the master of Chang'an City. .
