"Buy it first and then blow it up, or blow it up and then buy it?" After thinking for a long time, Xiao An said in a low voice: "Sister, you'd better not blow it up, because it won't be worth anything anymore."
Xiao Qingqing had a hunch that this idiot brother would become his mortal enemy.
Even though he is naive, if something happens at home, he will complain to his parents. This kid is very clever at heart.
Zhang Yang silently walked into the library. There are many books in the library now, including experimental records over the years, as well as various theoretical knowledge and workshop files run by Lishan.
Xiao Wu stood on the ladder and was sorting out the books on the upper floor. She lowered her head and saw the master, and then came down the ladder. "This wall is almost full. Now we have 2,500 books in Lishan. Among them There are sixty books on craftsmen’s tools.”
"Lishan Production Management Strategy has a total of twenty volumes. It has been compiled from the original three-year plan to the current five-year plan. We also have to include the Typhoid Medicine Classic given by Divine Doctor Sun, six articles in total."
"The teacher's book on mathematics has seventy volumes..."
She put her hands behind her back and stepped on her feet and said, "Master, when will you also write down the lathe skills so that you can treasure them?"
Zhang Yang hesitated for a long time and sighed: "I haven't picked up some skills myself yet."
"Books can be passed down to the world and passed on. Isn't this the purpose of our Lishan Mountain?"
"Um."
Seeing that Xiao Wu was still looking at him, Zhang Yang said again: "Don't worry, your master will not hide his skills secretly."
Xiao Wu followed his master's gaze and saw that it was a map hanging in the library. What was drawn on this map was the expansion of the Central Plains. The map also had longitude and latitude lines drawn on it.
"Master, I heard that Chao Zhong is now looking towards the Tropic of Cancer, right?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Yeah,"
The area where the Tropic of Cancer is located is Jiangnan and Lingnan. South of the Hengduan Mountains in the southwest is Nanzhao. This Tropic of Cancer crosses Nanzhao and Lingnan.
If it is placed in the middle of the court, in their words, the south is the south, and in Lishan's words, it is the Tropic of Cancer.
Xiao Wu left the library.
Zhang Yang stood here alone, with books neatly stuffed on every bookshelf. Lishan had already accomplished so much without realizing it.
Children in Lishan need to learn mathematics from the age of six, master some writing skills from the age of eight, and master the ability to write articles from the age of ten.
There were many books on Lishan casting techniques on the bookshelf. Zhang Yang suddenly smiled. This library was the most important treasure of Lishan.
As long as one of the books here is released and someone can master some of Lishan's knowledge, that person can make a fortune from it.
This is the charm of Lishan knowledge.
Zhang Yang spread out a piece of paper, and what was drawn on this paper was Lishan's industrial territory. This territory surrounded Chang'an City.
Xiaohui ran over quickly, took out a piece of paper and said: "Message from Chang'an City."
"Yes." Zhang Yang put away the drawings and walked out of the library with the letter.
Zhang Yang has not had any correspondence with Pei Xingjian since he returned to Chang'an, but someone will send news about what happened in Chang'an City recently.
Let's see what the people in Chang'an City are doing now and what the guys in the DPRK are going to do.
Since Lishan wants to develop, it must keep a certain amount of attention on the direction of the court and Chang'an City.
If you have something to do, you should talk to the emperor more.
The content of the letter was nothing special.
Li Yue asked curiously: "How is Chang'an?"
"Huh? Can you come down and walk?"
"Yes." She nodded while eating a green apple, and said: "Well, I found out that I have strength early this morning, but my aunt always won't let me walk a few more steps."
Zhang Yang pulled her to sit down, opened the letter and pointed to the messages one by one and explained: "After the Hanhai Protectorate was built, someone in the court proposed to resume the Turkic strategy. The enlightenment strategy advocated by Zhao Guogong was not very effective. .”
Li Yue nodded and said: "Without the constraints of the government, the old tribal laws of the Turks will be retained. They will still be the same as before. The tribes of the Turks will annex each other, and there will still be big tribes that annex small tribes to become larger tribes."
She continued: "Now that the Hanhai Protectorate has been built, the Turks should not be so barbaric. If my husband is still the Minister of Rites, then most of the Turks now are reciting the Analects of Confucius."
Hearing Sanqiu's cry in the bedroom, there were hurried footsteps heading towards the room.
Li Yue frowned and said: "I just fed it, aunt will take care of it."
She looked tired and needed something else to distract her.
Zhang Yang poured a bowl of tea for her and put the washed winter dates aside.
Li Yue knelt down on the chair with her feet together, chewing dates in her mouth, and looked sideways at the letter in her husband's hand, "Pei Xingjian thought about asking about the household registers and field records of the twelve counties in Chang'an City, but he was pushed back again."
Leaning his body on his wife's shoulder, Zhang Yang nodded and said: "How can the county magistrates of the twelve counties of Chang'an be so easy to deal with? In the past, Taifu Temple had contacts with those magistrates for crop cultivation. It was not only inducement but also coercion."
"In the end, I finally got them to cooperate half-heartedly."
Li Yue nodded and said: "At the foot of the Tian family, the county magistrates are more difficult to deal with than the officials in the court. So what if Pei Xingjian is a disciple of Lishan? With an unstable footing and no foundation, the local magistrates will naturally shirk the blame."
"Hmm..." She pondered for a while, then frowned and said, "Are they waiting for Lishan to come forward before obeying Pei Xingjian's orders?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "It's too early to help Pei Xingjian now."
"It's better not to help."
Zhang Yang put his arms around the shoulders of the hostess of Lishan and said with a smile: "Pei Xingjian is already experienced in Chang'an alone. We help him for no reason, but it is detrimental to his future."
"Um."
Li Yue took the accounts aside and said: "This year, both Wannian County and Jinghe County are making good progress. Not to mention last year, by this summer the output value of the two counties has exceeded 50,000 yuan, of which grapes have given They brought in an income of 10,000 yuan, and this year’s grapes are not so valuable.”
"My husband's prediction is good. When grapes are popularized, every household can eat grapes and it will be cheaper. But I don't know how much the pumpkin is worth. Some people are already asking about it." She turned over a page of accounts and added: " It should be called Zhenguan Melon."
The evil Heavenly Khan wants to take for himself everything that is useful to the country.
Li Yue's eyes fell on the thick account, as if he was counting his family property, "Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui said that this year our total output value in Lishan has exceeded 150,000 yuan, and many merchants have already paid After paying the deposit, I want to buy a lot of cotton-padded clothes."
"Soap is sold outside the customs through the Hexi Corridor, bringing us a profit of 70,000 yuan in Lishan. Tubo and Turkic women like soap very much because they always stink."
Zhang Yang suddenly smiled.
Li Yue stretched out her hand to hit her husband and whispered: "It's just that the population growth of Tubo and Turks is slow. If they can have more women, we can make more money."
"How much is the deposit for cotton-padded clothes?"
She turned over a few more pages and replied: "It's only three thousand guan. The final payment will probably be about 50,000 guan. Hmm! That's a lot."
"Yes, our family has more and more money."
Li Yue changed her sitting position and sat cross-legged. She put down her accounts and said worriedly: "So what if we have more money? Lishan has a lot of income and a lot of expenses. Xiaohui calculated the cost of building railways and steam engines. It will cost at least 100,000 yuan." .”
"And most of our family's revenue of 150,000 guan comes from the export of the Hexi Corridor. After dividing the profits, it would be good to have 30,000 guan after excluding costs."
Zhang Yang struggled and said: "With limited resources, there is nothing we can do about it. How about I stop asking your father to play a few games of cards? I think it would be easier. Anyway, your father is not short of money now."
"Okay, I won't make any arrangements with your father."
"..."
"Stop looking at me like that. I only made this move to relieve your father's boredom."
If the family wants to make a fortune, they must have money. Zhang Yang found that building infrastructure is like throwing money into the fire, and there is no getting it back.
"I don't know what's going on with the war in the East China Sea. If we can capture the Japanese slaves, we will make a fortune. Sure enough! Expanding overseas is the most profitable business."
In Chang'an City, Pei Xingjian was sitting in the Jingzhao Mansion, playing with a brush in his hand. The sun shone in from outside the house and fell on the young Chang'an Ling's face.
After a long time, he stood up and walked outside the government office.
Niu Chao, who was dozing at the door, was drowsy. The sunlight shining on his body was so comfortable. Now that the sunlight was blocked by someone, he reluctantly opened his eyes.
Seeing the person standing in front of him, he hurriedly stood up and said, "Pei Fuyin."
"Well, let's go for a walk."
"good."
Niu Chao cheered up and followed him to Zhuque Street.
Walking to the Zhuque Gate, Pei Xingjian stood here for a moment before taking steps to walk in.
When he reached the province under the door, he handed over the memorial and bowed: "I am resigning. Please also submit it to Zhongshu and the Ministry of Personnel."
The ceremony in front of the door was surprised when he heard this, took the memorial and left in a hurry.
The memorial soon arrived at Zhongshu Province. Fang Xuanling read Pei Xingjian's resignation memorial and asked, "How is Pei Xingjian doing lately?"
Zhang Xingcheng replied: "I have killed a big cannibal since I took office in Chang'an, that's all."
Fang Xuanling stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "He said that he is not capable enough to serve as the Chang'an Order and cannot govern the twelve counties of Chang'an City."
Zhang Xingcheng frowned and looked again.
"His Majesty said that official administration must be clear and transparent, and streamlining the six departments is also for the smooth flow of government orders."
Zhang Xingcheng said quickly: "I'll go and ask you now."
Fang Xuanling nodded and said: "This matter... will be left in Zhongshu Province for the time being and will not be handed over to the Ministry of Personnel. As for Your Majesty..."
After that, he sighed again: "Go and ask."
"Here."
After submitting the memorial to the court, Pei Xingjian ate hot pot at the official office of Jingzhao Mansion.
There are only a dozen people in Jingzhao Mansion now, and those dozen people are not here either. They usually come and go as soon as they are called.
There was only Niu Chao in front of him.
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and Zhang Xingcheng came to inquire in person because of the wishes of the room minister.
Pei Xingjian said in unison: "I have met Zhang Yushi."
"What is Pei Fuyin doing?"
"Let's eat hot pot." Pei Xingjian said with a smile: "Why don't Zhang Yushi come and have hot pot together?"
Zhang Xingcheng shook his head and said: "I have already seen the prime minister, and I want my subordinates to come and inquire."
"Ask what?"
Seeing that the other party was still asking, Zhang Xingcheng took a bench and sat aside, and asked again: "If you have any grievances in your heart, you can tell me."
Pei Xingjian whispered: "Zhang Yushi, I have been born and died in Persia. I have killed more enemies than I can count. I am a murderer. Now all the ministries in the court have to retreat when they see subordinates. How can they do things for the country? Now I have failed your majesty and am ashamed of your majesty's cultivation..."
"But……"
Zhang Xingcheng stopped talking.
Pei Xingjian stretched out his hand to indicate that he didn't need to say any more.
Seeing him scooping meat into the hot pot with long chopsticks, Zhang Xingcheng felt that it was useless to talk more, so he waved his sleeves and left.
After they had gone away, Niu Chao stepped forward and asked, "Pei Fuyin, do you really want to tell Yushi Zhang about the affairs of these twelve counties?"
Pei Xingjian chewed some hot mutton in his mouth and tapped the edge of the pot with his chopsticks, "Here and eat."
Even though Niu Chao is the child of General Niu Jinda, he usually looks honest and honest. When Pei Fuyin got his message, he nodded and stepped forward, "Oh."
Chang'an City was in turmoil, and the news of Pei Xingjian's resignation spread in Chang'an City.
Xu Jingzong and Di Renjie had just walked home.
"Shilang Xu, as long as you take action, Pei Fuyin's matter can be settled."
Xu Jingzong stood with his hands behind his hands, "That's natural."
Di Renjie asked again: "Then why don't we help?"
After that, Xu Jingzong's wife came out with a bowl of chicken soup, "Renjie, you need to drink this chicken soup while it's hot."
Xu Jingzong felt that his child was not at home, and his wife almost raised this little nemesis as a son.
Di Renjie took a sip of chicken soup with enjoyment and asked again: "This matter is not difficult for Mr. Xu."
Just as Xu Jingzong was about to sit down, he heard his wife say: "Get up and sit on the stool over there."
I thought I had been busy at court all day, and when I got home I didn’t even have a chair to sit on.
Seeing his wife sitting on a chair and enthusiastically serving dishes to his little nemesis, Xu Jingzong explained: "This matter depends on Pei Xingjian himself. Even if I don't take action, Lishan can make the twelve counties of Chang'an City hand over to Tian." book."
Di Renjie frowned and said, "Xu Shangshu is saying that Pei Xingjian has only been in Chang'an City for a short time and has no foundation, so he will be bullied?"
Xu Jingzong smiled and said, "Do you think Chang'an is really that simple?"
In Di Renjie's understanding, being an official is a matter of serving the country and the people, and it is normal for Pei Xingjian to check the land register.
Xu Jingzong hummed and said: "No matter how high Pei Xingjian's merits are, a person's character and ability have nothing to do with his achievements. Rather than saying that Pei Xingjian was bullied, the county magistrates of the twelve counties in Chang'an City are not fools."
"In the eyes of those county magistrates, Pei Xingjian is a young minister who got lucky by relying on the holy family and opportunities. It is still unknown how capable such a young minister is. If you ask them to hand over the field registration in just one sentence, will you agree?"
Di Renjie hesitated and said nothing.
Xu Jingzong added: "The county magistrates who can serve in the twelve counties of Chang'an are carefully selected, and some of them have even been there as early as the Wude period. This is your majesty's trust."
"These county magistrates are trusted by His Majesty, and His Majesty is a conceited and suspicious man. They act cautiously."
Seeing that Di Renjie was a little confused, Xu Jingzong sighed: "Have you seen Liao Zhai?"
Di Renjie nodded and said, "I've seen it."
(End of chapter)
