The Ranger's temperament will not stay in one place for long. Maybe he will get tired of staying in Nanzhao for a long time and go to other places.
People are a casual person. The king of Nanzhao gave in absurdly, so why should he ascend the throne in Nanzhao absurdly? He had finally passed the addiction of being the king of a place.
Knowing why he was living a prosperous life in Nanzhao now, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
The strong man handed over another package and said, "General He asked me to give this to the county prince."
Zhang Yang reached out and took the package, which seemed a bit heavy. He placed it on the stone table aside and took out a pot of soy sauce, a pot of spirits, and a bag of wheat. "Please give these to Brother He."
"Here!"
The strong man took these and put them into his worn-out baggage.
“The few of us started our business relying on soy sauce, and so many years have passed in the blink of an eye.”
As Zhang Yang spoke, he sighed and added, "I don't know if he still remembers the taste of soy sauce."
The strong man packed up his baggage and hung it on the horse's neck. He got on the horse and said, "I'll run to Nanzhao right now. We'll meet again in the snow."
"Well, have a safe trip..."
Before he finished speaking, the other party had already reined up his horse, drove away, and rode away, kicking up a cloud of dust.
It's not good to talk too much to people who are like the ranger. Brother He is a ranger, and the people under him are also like this.
There is no sentimentality or muddled words. It comes and goes as soon as it comes.
Zhang Yang opened the package and looked at it. It was all rolls of bamboo slips.
When she returned to her home on the mountain, she heard her daughter-in-law scolding her daughter, and the girl secretly played with cannons again.
After coming to his study and sitting down, Zhang Yang opened the package and took out a land deed. This was the land deed for the entire Nanzhao, covering eight million acres of land from north to south, from the north of Weishan Mountain to the south of Yamato City.
Why sell the entire Nanzhao land to Lishan at the same price? Lishan is the largest and only landowner in Nanzhao.
This is only a quarter of the land north of Yihe River. If other imperial edicts can be obtained, the land area can be tripled.
However, He Bi's land deed was very crudely written, and he also drew a picture. This picture was an approximate appearance of the land area. It was written by him himself. The land deed was stamped with the royal seal of King Nanzhao.
As long as the position of King Nanzhao remains, this royal seal contract will be valid.
Zhang Yang took out files one after another from the bag. The files recorded the origins and clan identities of various Nanzhao kings since ancient times.
There is also a name written at the end of the file, Hou Zhangyang of Lishan County, with the royal seal of King Nanzhao stamped below the name.
Looking to the right from the names of the Nanzhao kings in the past, the current Nanzhao king belongs to He Bi, and after He Bi's name is Lishan County Hou Zhangyang.
Zhang Yang shook his head and laughed. This man was as exaggerated as ever.
If you master this file, you will have the right to inherit Nanzhao, that is, orthodoxy.
Picking up another volume, this is a letter of abdication. Why should the Nanzhao Kingdom be abdicated to Zuo, and Zhang Yang, Marquis of Lishan County in the Tang Dynasty, will succeed the Nanzhao Kingdom.
As a result, the position of the leader of Nanzhao was abdicated again, and the abdication was in his own hands.
Zhang Yang put away the file and thought about it carefully, but he had never appeared in front of Nanzhao's subjects. Does this count?
Why bother to be a warrior after all and not pay attention to so many red tapes.
When things came to a close, I became a little worried.
In the hot summer, it seems that everything is about to wither.
The study room was very quiet. Zhang Yang looked through the files of Nanzhao one after another. The writing in Nanzhao looked a bit like official script. This was because the Han Dynasty ruled Nanzhao several times and the characters and language were also passed on.
These files recorded the population and land conditions of Nanzhao. He was indeed looking for mineral deposits, but no copper mines were found.
In fact, this is not surprising. Nanzhao has not yet been unified, and the boundaries are scattered. It requires an overall investigation to know where the mineral deposits are.
There was another addition to the family property, Zhang Yang thought, and this time the court had not noticed that Nanzhao had fallen into Lishan's hands.
"Isn't your father looking down on such a small amount of land?" Zhang Yang said in a low voice.
Li Yue was also checking the land deed file. She raised her eyes and frowned and said, "How could my father look down on me? My aunt said that before King Nanzhao abdicated, the DPRK planned to send troops."
"At that time, my father already had the intention of making progress in Nanzhao."
"Yeah." Zhang Yang nodded while drinking tea.
Li Yue put these files and land deeds into a wooden box, hung a small lock on it, and placed it on the top of the bookshelf.
"We can make arrangements for Nanzhao."
"Well, I'll write a letter to Brother He."
"That's fine."
Zhang Yang spread out a piece of paper, frowned and began to write down the arrangements for Nanzhao. Nanzhao is a place rich in products, and specific arrangements must be made for specific places.
Taifu Temple needs rice seeds from the south, and of course it also wants wheat seeds from the northern Turks. This is a story for another day.
There is a copper mine in Nanzhao. This copper mine can resolve the resource constraints of Lishan between North Korea and China.
The resource limitation is solved, and future Yiying casting can be smoother.
This is the case in industry. As it develops more and more refined, the characteristics of metals become more understood. Copper plays a vital role in metal casting.
After writing a letter eloquently, Zhang Yang frowned and looked at it, checking whether there were any omissions.
"My husband's writing skills have deteriorated a lot." Li Yue said with a smile. She smiled happily. She took one look at the land deed of Nanzhao and put it away, but her joy at the moment was beyond words.
"I usually don't write much, but I will be more careful in the future."
"My husband is the lord of Nanzhao. Naturally, I want to show the lord's writings to the subjects of Nanzhao. Naturally, the better it looks, the better."
Zhang Yang nodded slightly, "What you said makes sense."
"I teach you husband."
The couple sat together and started practicing calligraphy.
Li Yue's hands are very beautiful when holding the penholder. These hands are born to write.
Looking at his hands again, Zhang Yang was a little unhappy. His hands were big and his palms were very wide. When he held the pen, he didn't feel as natural as she did.
Just watching my daughter-in-law write is very pleasing to the eye.
"Husband, don't be distracted."
Zhang Yang moved his eyes away from her hands and continued to copy her strokes.
Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui were about to report on the summer harvest in the village when they saw their master and teacher sitting together writing.
The two disciples were very sensible and did not disturb him.
Today Li Yuan and Li Xiaogong took Xiong Da to plow the fields.
Xiao Qingqing watched Big Bear come back dirty, and while washing him, he scolded him: "Big Bear! I'll give you some food, and you will go with whoever you want. You are becoming more and more heartless."
Xiong Da also plowed the land for a day and nestled beside Huaqing Pond exhausted.
Seeing several half-grown cubs surrounding them, Xiao Qingqing cursed angrily: "When you grow up, you can all hitch a plow and help me plow the land."
Li Yue scolded her today, and she now looks like an adult, especially like her mother, who scolded her sentence by sentence.
After dinner, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui came to report on the completion of the summer harvest.
As in previous years, Lishan's autumn harvest is one month earlier than other villages and counties, so we must continue to prepare for autumn planting.
He asked his aunt to give the letter to Cheng Chumo, and then asked Chumo to arrange for someone to deliver the letter to Nanzhao. He also sent a message to Songtsen Gampo in Chang'an City, asking him to take Nanzhao's envoy Duluo to Lishan Mountain.
The next morning, Zhang Yang led Xiong Da to let him plow the fields, patted his spacious back and whispered: "Your little master has been grounded by her mother. She can't accompany you in the plowing fields for the past two days."
Xiong Da babbled, as if he understood.
Zhang Yang put a plow on it, and the bear plowed the land consciously.
It has a lot of energy, so it's a good way to spend it.
Zhang Yang sat at the entrance of the village with some straw, preparing to knit a few straw hats, and searched through the memories in his mind.
The technique of weaving straw hats gradually became proficient.
The three-hippo put its head close to eat the wheat straw on the ground, which was high-quality fodder for it.
Zhang Yang pushed its head away and continued to knit the straw hat in his hand.
Its head came closer again, and Zhang Yang pushed it away again.
The man and the horse were in a stalemate for a long time. Zhang Yang stopped what he was doing and stared at the horse.
The three-hippo had big eyes and stared at the man. He slowly lowered his head and bit some wheat straw, then chewed it in his mouth.
Zhang Yang tapped his leg, held his face with one hand and watched it chewing in its mouth. After chewing, he picked up some more.
There was a whistle from behind. When it heard the whistle, it suddenly raised its head, chewing grass in its mouth.
Zhang Yang looked back and saw the girl Hong Fu.
The horse then ran towards her.
Finally leaving, Zhang Yang finally had time to continue knitting straw hats.
Not long after, Songtsen Gampo came with Nanzhao envoy Duluo.
The straw hat in my hand was already half finished, and it was almost noon when I looked at the sky.
Judging from the distance traveled, Songtsen Gampo should have set off as soon as the city gate of Chang'an City opened, and rode a carriage for half a day before arriving at Lishan Mountain.
Na Duluo didn't look good, it was because he hadn't slept well in the past two days.
Songtsen Gampo's eyes were filled with confusion.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Have you two eaten?"
Duluo knelt down and saluted again, with a slight sob in his tone, "Please also ask the county prince to save Nanzhao."
Seeing this, Zhang Yang looked at Songtsen Gampo again, "Is this also taught by Zanpu?"
Songtsen Gampo turned his head and said: "No."
Not long after, Xiong Da also came back. His body was covered with mud and his paws were covered with mud. Zhang Yang picked up a courgette and handed it to him.
The bear took a big bite and chewed it loudly in his mouth.
Zhang Yang didn't let his paws touch the courgette, but just fed it.
Seeing such a harmonious scene of one person and one bear, Songtsen Gampo and Duluo were speechless for a while.
This beast was so big that it was as big as a tiger in the mountains just sitting down. Its body was as strong as an ox, and its sharp claws were frightening.
Xiong Da ate the courgette and sat quietly next to Zhang Yang.
Songtsen Gampo added: "It is admirable to have such a beast by your side."
Zhang Yang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I still have several more at home."
"Um……"
Songtsen Gampo pondered for a long time and didn't know what to say.
His eyes fell on Du Luo, who was still kneeling on the ground. Zhang Yang didn't speak for a while, but just took a bamboo tube from his waist.
Du Luo looked at the bamboo tube. The bamboo tube had a lid. When the lid was opened, hot steam came out.
When I saw Zhang Yang drinking water, I realized that it was just a water cup.
This is just a water glass, nothing special.
Du Luo felt like he was going to be scared out of his wits by this bear.
"Get up."
After hearing the words of the county prince, Duluo stood up tremblingly.
Songtsen Gampo always kept a relatively safe distance from the bear and said: "Now that King Nanzhao has abdicated, the status quo cannot be changed."
"Does the messenger like reading?"
Zhang Yang ignored Songtsen Gampo's words and kept to himself.
Du Luo whispered: "I am still learning Chinese characters."
"Well, don't worry, it's a good idea to start literacy. Let Xu Jingzong arrange a place for you in Sifang Pavilion. From now on, you can study there."
"But……"
Before the other party finished speaking, Zhang Yang said again: "You don't have to worry about Nanzhao. Read more history books and study more, and then I'll have someone arrange a wife for you."
"I just want to ask the county prince to save Nanzhao, but I really have no intention of studying and literacy."
Zhang Yang drank tea, looked at him calmly, and said with a smile: "You can't change the fact if you continue to beg for help here."
Du Luo lowered his head and sniffed.
Zhang Yang sighed: "Do you think there is anyone else in Chang'an City who can help you?"
"I've been everywhere in the past two days, but no one has even seen me, only the county prince..."
"So you think I can make Nanzhao return to the situation a month ago with just one sentence?"
Du Luo was silent again.
Zhang Yang knitted his straw hat again and continued: "If you really want to save Nanzhao, then do as I say, read and be literate, study history books, or follow Zan Puduo to study the governance of the Tang Dynasty. It’s all good for you.”
As long as Tian Khan can give him soldiers and horses, he can't wait to kill him back now.
After Ketian Khan learned about the Zen throne of King Nanzhao, he gave up the idea of sending troops. The result was undoubtedly despair.
Songtsen Gampo also looked at Zhang Yang's hands, which were very skilled in weaving these wheat straws.
At noon, the sun gradually became scorching, making people feel uncomfortable.
Songtsan Ganbu wiped the sweat from his forehead and became more and more impatient. From the moment when King Nanzhao ascended the throne to the day Khan decided not to send troops, the Nanzhao envoy was of little value.
Originally, he wanted to dedicate this man to Zhang Yang, but Songtsen Gampo believed that with his intelligence, he would not let go of the opportunity of Nanzhao's civil strife.
The last time he came to Lishan, Zhang Yang was very dismissive of the envoy.
On the contrary, now, things have gone out of control, and Zhang Yang seems to have begun to value this Nanzhao envoy again.
"If you believe me, just do what I say. Every other month I will have someone go to the school to test your academic performance. This is your only chance. If you can't do these things well, no one will do it in the future." Help you again."
Du Luo bowed and saluted without saying a word. He neither agreed nor refused but turned around and left.
Songtsen Gampo asked in confusion: "Now that the matter has come to this, do you still want to help him?"
"Zanpu, I like to have more friends and fewer enemies."
"The Nanzhao envoys have selfish motives, and those with righteous intentions are only a few." (End of Chapter)
