Pei Xingjian looked at King Jin. This young man seemed to have an extremely firm belief in Lishan's leadership and correctness.
He frowned and said, "As disciples, we should be proud of you."
Li Zhi shook his head, "Not to mention being proud, Li Shan's words are not necessarily right. We disciples still don't understand. My brother-in-law is still groping. My brother-in-law often says that he is the only one who truly worries about the country. .”
Pei Xingjian whispered: "The county prince is a joker."
"It is precisely because the truth becomes clearer with each passing day that my brother-in-law never pretends to be superior. The emperor's sister and he often discuss saints' classics, but..." Li Zhi suddenly smiled, "It's just that my brother-in-law can't become a saint. He only focuses on production and construction. , I feel that Guanzhong is barren, and sometimes I worry about people’s food tables.”
Pei Xingjian saluted and said, "Although I am a disciple of Lishan, I don't know much about Lishan. I hope His Highness King Jin will give you more advice in the future."
"No need."
"Um?"
"There is no need to point you out. Brother-in-law said that you are a capable person. Lishan accepts you as his disciple. He does not want you to follow Lishan's ideas. You can do things in your own way. This is brother-in-law's original intention. "
Li Zhi paced back and forth: "Just like Shangguan Yi, you are already the order of Chang'an, so you should be free to do things instead of accommodating Lishan or the court."
Hearing this, Pei Xingjian let out a long breath and turned into a cloud of mist in the cold air. "Now the government and the government are discussing tax matters. The lower official, Chang'an, was supposed to report the current status of each county at this time, but..."
"But you can't say a word."
Now that the words have been spoken, Lishan will not interfere too much in his own affairs, so Pei Xingjian said straightforwardly: "There is also a gap between the rich and the poor in each county. It is good that the government has always pursued light corvee and low taxes, but it will not matter if business taxes are increased. It’s not a burden.”
Li Zhi took out a volume and handed it to him, "This was sent by someone from Lishan."
Pei Xingjian took the scroll, looked at the contents and quickly put it away, "This is..."
Li Zhi whispered: "This is written by Lishan, and only I have read it. You should prepare the charter and submit it to Zhongshu Province."
"I understand, I owe Lishan another favor."
"Don't worry about it. You are a disciple of Lishan. Don't worry too much about it in the future. Just let it go. This will be good for Lishan and you."
"Here."
Pei Xingjian left in a hurry.
Zhang Jianzhi shrank his neck due to the cold wind and asked, "This Pei Mansion Yin is worse than the first time I hear it. I thought he was a cruel official, but I didn't expect him to be so approachable."
Di Renjie said: "What Jian Zhi said is wrong. He is just approachable to the King of Jin."
That night, the lights of Jingzhao Mansion were still on, and Pei Xingjian wrote the regulations. Production was step-by-step, starting with various raw materials and starting to collect taxes along with the production steps.
A piece of clothing is taxed step by step from stitching to cloth and then to finished garments, and the tax is collected during the production process.
Ordinary villagers do not need to pay additional taxes.
Pei Xingjian's thoughts suddenly became clear and he said: "I see, that's it."
The next day, when everyone in Zhongshu Province was still arguing about this, Pei Xingjian arrived late.
I heard some people talking about how the Chang'an Order came so late and how to manage the twelve counties of Chang'an City in the future...all kinds of words.
Pei Xingjian glared at them, and the clerks quickly shut up and went about their own business with their heads down.
This Chang'an order restored the evil spirit of the past.
"The prime minister is exactly what the official wrote last night."
Fang Xuanling also coughed lightly, took the memorial and read it, looking up at him from time to time, "Did you write this?"
"Exactly."
Fang Xuanling stroked his beard and said, "Lishan disciples are indeed worthy of their reputation."
Pei Xingjian bowed his head and said, "I'm so humble, I've made the prime minister laugh."
Fang Xuanling handed the memorial to Mr. Zheng who was standing aside.
Wei Zheng looked at Fu Xi and said, "Well, the business tax will be collected during the process. This will be simple and clear, and it will not put too much burden on the villagers."
Changsun Wuji took the memorial and suddenly smiled and said: "Pei Xingjian, you are a scholar and you also entered the imperial examination. I really delayed you by asking you to go to Persia for the Western Expedition."
Pei Xingjian saluted and said: "The western expedition is the ambition of the lower official, and the imperial examination and becoming an official are also the ambition of the lower official."
Changsun Wuji stood up, coughed a few more times, and said loudly: "Okay, you all can leave now. I, the Prime Minister, and Mr. Zheng will go to meet His Majesty together."
Everyone dispersed.
These three important figures in the court walked towards the Manna Hall.
"Xuanling, do you really think this was written by Pei Xingjian himself?"
Changsun Wuji was skeptical about this matter.
Fang Xuanling walked to the front of the hall and stood still, stroking his beard and saying, "Of course he wrote it. As for how he wrote it, he must have received guidance from an expert."
"Master? Ha!" Changsun Wuji snorted coldly: "How can there be so many masters in this world."
Zheng Gongyue nodded and said: "Yes, how many experts can there be?"
The three of them knew it in their hearts and did not say anything.
After being summoned by His Majesty, he entered the palace.
Li Shimin looked at the contents of the memorial and asked, "What do Xuan Ling think?"
Fang Xuanling replied: "Your Majesty, I think it needs to be refined before it can be implemented."
Changsun Wuji took a step forward and said: "Lishan is accepting the county magistrates from each county, and the court cannot delay it any longer."
Li Shimin nodded and said, "Oh, this Lishan Mountain will only add burden to the country."
It is said to be a burden, but this burden is a good thing, and the emperor is happy.
If this strategy can be implemented, it will be a huge amount of income for the DPRK and China.
"However, this memorial looks like Lishan's style. I'm afraid if Zhang Yang were here, he would say that grasping the source of production is the right way."
Duke Zheng stroked his beard and said, "Yes, it seems like Lishan's style."
Changsun Wuji was still worried and whispered: "Lishan has more and more influence on the court. Being so passive makes the courtiers mentally and physically exhausted."
Fang Xuanling sat aside and took the tea from the eunuch with both hands, "Zhang Yang was like handing over a rope, asking Chaozhong to grab the rope, thereby grabbing the birth."
Li Shimin smiled and said: "Xuanling means that Lishan has trapped himself in a cocoon?"
Fang Xuanling shook his head, "It's not about tying yourself up, but borrowing wind from the court."
Wei Zheng said slowly: "That's why Lishan Mountain can last forever."
Fang Xuanling said with a complex expression: "Lishan is good at analysis and sorting out complicated things into clear steps. Young people in the court should also learn from this."
"I thought he could do many good things for the country, but I couldn't believe it was just for himself."
Your Majesty just didn't say it clearly, absorb the nutrients from Lishan Mountain and use it for the imperial court.
In the Manlu Hall, several people looked at each other and smiled.
Three days after the emperor saw this commercial tax charter.
The winter wind is very cold, especially in Tai Chi Hall, it is bone-chilling cold.
Li Zhi stood in the Tai Chi Hall and asked several guards, "Where did my brother-in-law stand before?"
The guard replied: "He is among the ministers of the Ministry of Rites."
Li Zhi took a step forward, "Is this here?"
"Mostly yes."
After saying this, Li Zhi stood in this position for a while.
Several guards looked at him strangely and couldn't help but asked curiously: "What is His Highness King Jin doing?"
Li Zhi stood with his eyes closed and whispered: "Feel, feel the atmosphere of that year."
Zhongshu Sheng summoned many officials again. This was good news. Not only the officials of Zhongshu Sheng had to end their rest early, but also the six ministers, including the ministers, had to end their rest early.
Soon, there were discussions outside the Tai Chi Hall, as well as the sound of dense footsteps.
Li Zhi looked back and saw many people in official uniforms walking into the Tai Chi Hall in darkness.
Li Chengqian said in surprise: "Zhinu, why are you here?"
Li Zhi smiled and said: "I just wanted to come here for fun."
"It just so happens that my father has convened the ministers for a discussion today, and you and Gu are attending the meeting together."
Because it was an impromptu court meeting, His Majesty came to the palace wearing his usual uniform, and began to discuss the tax policy with various ministries, presided over by the Prime Minister.
This matter involves the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Even Zhang Da'an, the Minister of Rites, was on the list.
Fang Xuanling not only talked about production within the customs, but also said that goods outside the customs should also be charged commercial taxes.
Li Zhi's eyes noticed Xu Jingzong, who was sleepy and had his eyes closed.
He seemed to feel Prince Jin's gaze. He opened his eyes slightly and smiled awkwardly.
The court meeting lasted until noon, and then everyone dispersed.
Li Zhi walked quickly to Xu Jingzong's side and followed his footsteps.
"Your Highness, Prince Jin, what does this county prince mean?"
"I knew you would ask this. In fact, my brother-in-law just hopes that the production and construction can get back on track as soon as possible. Everything that was prepared last year will be put on the agenda for the coming year."
Xu Jingzong looked at the energetic King Jin and said sadly: "I can no longer keep up with the footsteps of the county princes."
"Lishan has never abandoned Mr. Xu."
"Yes, yes." Xu Jingzong nodded with a smile on his face.
"It's just that Mr. Xu has done too much for the Ministry of Rites and the country, so he doesn't care about him." Li Zhi added: "And my brother-in-law has lived in Lishan for many years."
"Yes, the county prince has been growing up while I was busy. Now that I am over forty, the county prince is already ahead of many people." Xu Jingzong whispered: "But the road in front of the county prince is getting harder and harder. The narrower it becomes, the fewer people can walk that road with the county princes. In the end..."
Xu Jingzong slowed down and said with a worried look: "I'm afraid that in the end, the county prince will be left alone on the road ahead."
Xu Shilang is one of the people who has followed his brother-in-law for the longest time, and the other one is Brother Wei Wang.
Li Zhi walked towards Chengtian Gate. In front of him were Cen Wenwen and Chu Suiliang. In front were Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and Wei Zheng.
I vaguely saw my father walking in front of everyone, and I vaguely saw my brother-in-law in the crowd.
His steps were fast and big, and he walked in front of everyone until he got rid of them, leaving only his back.
This back view is getting blurry and blurry, making it difficult to see clearly and clearly.
Xu Jingzong's words came to my ears again.
"People will grow old after all, just like Lishan's poem, it is said that those who don't care about aging will have pity on those who grow old."
He whispered: "Now we can help the county prince and do things for the county prince, but the county prince's ambition is not enough. The county prince's ambition is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"When I grow old, who will be left by the county prince's side? Who else can help the county prince?"
In the days since Li Zhi came to Chang'an City, he has heard many people's opinions about his brother-in-law.
For example, Pei Xingjian was in awe and respect of the Marquis of Lishan County.
For example, Zhang Jianzhi hates and yearns for Lishan Mountain.
You can hear different words from different people, but few are as worried about Lishan as Xu Jingzong.
In the last month of the fourteenth year of Zhenguan, the heavy snow has not stopped.
The snow fell intermittently until the twelfth lunar month of winter.
That night, Chang'an City canceled the curfew, and fireworks once again bloomed in the night sky.
Many envoys from the Sifang Pavilion paid homage to Chengtianmen, saying they were loyal to Tian Khan and to the Tang Dynasty.
Anyan Yan preached to Songtsengan: "More and more people from the Western Regions and Tibetans are loyal to Tian Khan. They even want Tian Khan to let them become Tang people."
Songtsen Gampo replied: "Tubo people are still Tubo people, even if they have the identity of Tang people."
"Zan Pu is from Tubo, but you are more like a Tang person now. You have been in Chang'an City for too long."
"I have always been a Tibetan."
It was too difficult for Songtsan Gampo to become a Tang Dynasty person. Anyanyan agreed with him. As long as Songtsan Gampo did not relent, it would be difficult for Tubo to become a part of the Tang Dynasty.
At the same time, Lishan was also celebrating, and fireworks were blooming in the night sky of Lishan.
Xiao Qingqing lit the fuse of the bamboo tube, and then ran quickly behind his father. He heard an explosion and a ball of fire shot into the sky.
Then there was an explosion, and the most gorgeous flowers bloomed among the snowflakes in the sky.
This is a huge firework made by Lishan.
Xiao Qingqing smiled and said: "The fireworks in Chang'an are definitely not as beautiful as the ones at our house."
Li Lizhi added: "This is the firework with the most materials, so it is naturally the biggest and most beautiful."
The moment huge fireworks exploded, they enveloped the entire Lishan Mountain.
Fortunately, it was a snowy day, so Zhang Yang didn't have to worry about the fireworks igniting mountain fires.
Xin An came holding a big bamboo tube and said, "Sister, I found a bigger one!"
"Huh?" Zhang Yang felt something was wrong at first sight. These were not fireworks, but a powder keg, so he asked, "Where did they come from?"
"It's from my sister's yard."
This little An has no conscience and sold her sister.
Xiao Qingqing was so angry that she jumped and wanted to run away, but her father grabbed her by the collar and then picked her up.
"Dad, my daughter realizes her mistake."
"What's wrong?"
"The mistake was that I shouldn't have let my brother see it."
"What?"
Xiao Qingqing changed his words and said: "The mistake is that you can't make it privately."
Zhang Yang glanced inside the room, where his wife was coaxing the frightened Xiao Sanqiu, and then said: "Send it to your father's laboratory quickly before your mother finds out."
"Um."
She picked up her powder keg aggrievedly.
"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang said with a straight face: "How many more are there?"
"There are about ten more..."
Zhang Yang held his forehead in pain. He didn't ask if he was okay, but asked if there were so many. Did this girl want to blow up Lishan Mountain?
"Li Zhi, go check it out and send anything in excess to my laboratory."
Li Lizhi kept covering her mouth and laughing softly, nodded and said: "Let's go now."
Zhang Yang went to see it in person and confirmed that her room and yard were no longer hidden, and then he felt relieved. (End of chapter)
