In the evening, my aunt took out a lot of account books and letters from the mailbox at the foot of the mountain. They were all about the day's work in the village.
The family had dinner and started working overtime again.
Night shrouded Lishan, but the lights in the library were still bright. Xiao Qingqing stared at his younger brother and carefully learned to write.
It is very quiet here, with only the sound of gurgling water from the hot spring pool flowing into Huaqing Pool.
Aunt Yang and Aunt Wang put away the poolside and placed some cakes, snacks and tea in the library.
Although Her Royal Highness the Princess and the County Lord will not eat these.
But the two children at home became hungry after studying. When the children were hungry, they would look for food everywhere.
Her Royal Highness does not allow the children to eat at night, so preparations must be made, as the children will be hungry.
Aunt Wang glanced at little Sanqiu in the cradle. The child was sleeping soundly, sleeping three times a day.
Aunt Yang is sitting outside the library, knitting a sweater in her hand. If she needs anything, she can be heard immediately.
It was very quiet in the library. Xiao Qingqing sat at the desk and watched his brother write. Both siblings had to speak in a low voice, keeping their tone low enough that only each other could hear.
Xiao Qingqing looked at Aunt Xiao Wu and her mother, who were checking books of accounts, and from time to time there was the sound of an abacus moving.
Aunt Xiaohui is looking at the arrangements for this year in the village.
Dad was looking at a piece of paper with densely written words on it, and he didn’t know what it was written on.
"Sister, I'm sleepy."
Hearing her brother's words, she sighed and said, "Go back to your room and sleep."
Xin An looked at her two aunts and parents, then put down the pen in her hand and stood up quietly.
"Remember to wash up."
"Um."
The younger brother was already drowsy with sleep. Xiao Qingqing stretched his waist and packed up the words written by his younger brother. He frowned and sighed: "The writing is still so bad."
She also got up and walked outside the library. The air on the mountain was a bit cold.
Taking a deep breath of cold air can be very refreshing.
Seeing the little princess come out, Aunt Yang smiled and said, "Is the princess going to have a rest?"
Xiao Qingqing nodded and walked to the Huaqing Pool to wash up. The night wind blew, causing the fine hair on her forehead to move in the wind.
Xiao An finished washing up first and then went to her room to rest.
Aunt Yang watched the little princess return to her own courtyard, and then she looked away.
The county prince has always said that children should be independent as early as possible. Her Royal Highness is only seven years old, has her own small yard, and can live independently.
It's just that the princess is still young, so her yard still needs to be taken care of, and it will always be messy sometimes.
When the night got late, Xiaohui and Xiaowu also went to rest.
Auntie glanced inside the library. Her Royal Highness the Princess and the County Marquis were still sitting at the table.
Aunt Yang stood up and first went to see the young prince who was sleeping soundly. Then she went to clean up the little princess's yard. She felt relieved after seeing that the little princess was sleeping well.
The night was quiet, and the snores in the bear den were heard one after another. The snores of these bears almost became a chorus.
"Is this written by Master Yan?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "What he writes is all about inertial force."
Li Yue finally finished what she was doing and frowned: "Can't this inertial force be expressed by the laws of mechanics?"
Recalling that her husband had taught him relevant knowledge when she was still in Chang'an City, she asked with a gentle smile on her face, "How did Master Yan learn?"
Zhang Yang sighed: "There are many misunderstandings in his explanation of inertial force. In fact, inertia is a special existence in mechanics. If it is explained by the theorems of mechanics, it actually does not exist. It can be found in the laws of motion of objects. , and it can indeed be expressed.”
"Do you need to correct it for Master Yan?"
Zhang Yang shook his head and put the paper into a booklet, then picked up a spring-loaded wooden clip, clipped the booklet and hung it on the wall.
In the past, few people wrote this kind of discussion. That was because no one in the village specialized in this kind of knowledge and did not have enough foundation. For example, Li Tai did not know how to study it in depth.
He just wanted to satisfy his curiosity and sense of achievement, and never delved into the specific knowledge.
Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "It's a good thing that Master Yan is willing to write down this knowledge. If I write it down and help him straighten it out, it will appear that I'm attacking him. It's a good thing if there are mistakes. Just pretend you didn't see them." "
Li Yue smiled and nodded.
Finally, the couple also went to rest, and the two aunts also took a rest.
The night wind blew across the top of the mountain, and thin clouds covered the moonlight.
This Zhenguan period is progressing for the better, but there are always stumbling blocks on the road to good development.
The emperor had countless troubles, which were like flies hanging over his head, buzzing all the time.
The emperor wanted to use artillery to smooth out these troubles, but then many people would laugh at the emperor.
The specific trouble was the idiot Yi Nan Khan. He married a Uighur woman, and because of his quarrel with the Uighur woman, another war broke out between the Uighurs and the Xueyantuo people.
Li Shimin was so angry that he threw the memorial to the ground. He wanted to take Xue Yantuo's Yinan Khan to Chang'an City and kick him to death.
In order to maintain peace outside the customs, the DPRK spent a lot of effort, how could it be burned down by this fool.
Fang Xuanling stood in the Manlu Hall and sighed deeply when he saw His Majesty losing his temper.
Changsun Wuji also looked sad.
His Majesty wants to put higher demands on his courtiers and himself. For most of his courtiers, the current Tang Dynasty is already very good.
We can make do with it, except for the rat plague in Jianzhou, floods in Hebei and the overflow of the Yellow River in Luoyang, which flooded several villages.
There have been many disasters in the past dynasties, and they were not unique to Zhenguan.
Others say that Your Majesty should read more about Huang Lao's studies and never learn from Lishan. If you look at the counties that followed Lishan, they all went crazy with their exams.
Of course, Li Shimin read these advices every day, who made him an emperor who spoke widely.
Li Shimin sat down again and asked: "Xuanling, I want to kill that Yinan Khan."
Changsun Wuji replied: "Someone wanted to propose a marriage proposal. They said that the Yinan Khan refused to accept enlightenment and arranged for a princess to marry him, which might be able to enlighten the people of Xue Yantuo. The person who wrote the memorial was a civil servant named Jia Kai. He I thought this was a good pacification strategy to pacify the north, but it was a joke to Xu Jingzong."
"Later, he was beaten up by Xu Jingzong and Li Yifu. He was so frightened that he was off duty for half a month."
Hearing this, Fang Xuanling frowned.
Changsun Wuji's tone was calm, and he added: "Those people in the Ministry of Rites, it was originally a diplomatic strategy to protect Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang scorned the marriage proposal back then, and now the people in the Ministry of Rites are the same."
Zhao Guogong said something off-topic. Cen Wenwen listened very dissatisfied. He was obviously talking about things in the north, but he insisted on mentioning Zhang Yang and the Ministry of Rites. If he didn't say these words, could it be that Zhao Guogong had some old problems? , about to relapse?
Fang Xuanling replied: "Your Majesty, it's time to recall Qiu Xinggong."
Li Shimin nodded pertinently and added: "Qiu Xinggong has made no achievements in the past few years since he served as the Protector of Hanhai."
Zhao Guogong said again: "Your Majesty, I think it is most appropriate for Li Yifu, the young minister of Honglu Temple, to serve in the Hanhai Protectorate."
Cen Wenwen's expression became a little more solemn.
Gao Jifu was standing at the very back. He stepped forward in three steps and two steps at a time, cupping his hands and saying, "Your Majesty, Li Shaoqing recently wanted to record the customs of the Gauls, which is mostly related to the Western Expedition..."
Li Shimin nodded, the Western Expedition is certainly important.
Changsun Wuji froze in place, returning to the state of closing his eyes and saying nothing.
Fang Xuanling replied: "Let Qiu Xinggong come back and let Master Xu Yu serve as the Protector of Hanhai. Since it is a conflict between the Uighurs and Xue Yantuo, it is better to let Ashinadur return to the grassland and order him to garrison in Mobei to prevent chaos. "
This matter should be done sooner rather than later. Li Shimin had already considered rewarding Ashinadur, so it was time.
The decree was issued that day. The Khan of Heaven made Ashina Durr the general manager of the Hanhai March, and gave him ten thousand gold. He gave him the Tang name Durr, made him the Duke of Bi, and commanded the Turkic troops to guard Mobei.
After the decree was issued, Ashinadur was regarded as a Tang Dynasty man. Not only did he receive the title of Tian Khan, he was also granted the title of Duke.
This is an honor that only people from the Tang Dynasty can give to a Turkic person.
The envoy in Sifang Pavilion was excited again.
After Li Yifu finished reciting the decree, he was a little tired of listening to the hustle and bustle of the Sifang Pavilion, "General Duer, your Majesty has asked you to take up his post immediately to guard Mobei."
Ashnadur accepted the order and saluted respectfully.
After packing his luggage, he arrived outside the city gate at noon.
It was originally Paoze who had fought together in Persia, although Paoze was a Turk who didn't like to be clean.
Pei Xingjian, Wang Xuance, and Xue Rengui came together to see him off.
Ashnadur patted the back of the Dawan horse, turned over and mounted it. Behind him there were some Turks.
Xue Rengui sighed: "I really envy you, you can go to the battlefield again."
"Hahaha!" Ashinadur smiled heartily, "I'm going to guard Mobei, and you will be raised in Chang'an City, and sooner or later you will become a fat man."
Wang Xuance said with a dark face: "Are you laughing at a certain family?"
Ashnadur pinched the horse's belly, and the horse roared and drove away.
Pei Xingjian held a jug of wine in his hand, "It's a pity for this jug of wine."
Wang Xuance clicked his tongue and said, "A certain family is tired of fighting and killing people."
Xue Rengui said lightly: "That's because you killed too many people in Tianzhu."
Wang Xuance smiled nonchalantly, "Brother Xue has killed many cannibals, haven't he?"
Pei Xingjian added: "If we can kill them all, there won't be so many things to worry about! There are still a lot of things to do in Jingzhao Mansion. You two brothers can do it yourself."
Master Xu Yu led his horse and just walked out of the gate of Chang'an City. He looked around but did not see Ashinadur.
When the Protector-General takes office, Duer, the commander-in-chief of the march, should accompany him.
Why is this person no longer here?
He asked the guard here again and said that Ashinadur had gone to take up his post long ago and had been gone for half an hour.
Regardless of whether he was going to the bitter cold land of Mobei, the position of Protector of the Protectorate was something that many people could only aspire to.
He struggled for a while. It was a bit desolate for him to go to his post alone without soldiers and horses to escort him. Unfortunately, he didn't have many friends in the court to see him off.
"Don't think too much, you are the Protector of the Hanhai Protectorate, Ashinadur must obey your orders, and you are also the leader of the Turks."
The person who spoke was a young man. Master Xu Yu looked familiar to him, but he couldn't recognize him for a moment.
Li Zhi smiled and said: "Go ahead, the Turks will be incorporated into the Tang Dynasty sooner or later, and you will be within the Tang Dynasty in the Hanhai Protectorate."
Without thinking much, he got on his horse and headed north.
He didn't know when or what month he would be able to return to Chang'an City. The situation in Mobei was tense, and he didn't dare to delay in the slightest.
When Master Xu Yue looked back, the young man was still standing in front of the city gate, looking at him with a smile.
The birds chirping in Lishan in the morning are constant, and the spring of the 14th year of Zhenguan is very lively. Many merchants line up on the official road outside Lishan Village to buy goods. After they buy the goods, they can sell them elsewhere.
On Lishan Mountain, the gentle sunshine shines on this mountain top.
Zhang Yang was awakened by a nightmare, because he dreamed of someone shouting republic outside Chengtian Gate.
When I woke up, I still had lingering fears.
After washing his face with cold water, Zhang Yang could no longer remember who the person who shouted outside Chengtian Gate in his dream was.
"Master, the accounts of the construction workshops in each county."
Zhang Yang took the account and looked at it and asked in surprise: "It will cost 500 guan to build several workshops?"
Xiaohui sighed: "Not everyone can be as careful as Li Shan."
Zhang Yang added: "Laying the ground, digging ditches, warehouses and wooden carts, repairing a roof... five hundred guan for all this?"
"Well, after checking, the accounts are correct, and the county magistrates in each county dare not make random accounts."
"Hey, these shortfalls can be made up from production later."
Xiaohui took the accounts handed over by the master again and stood aside and said: "It was said that the production standards were to be rebuilt and reestablished, but it took a month to change them. At first, the counties were not willing, but now they are not one by one. Do as you are told and do as you are told.”
Zhang Yang was holding his daughter's peacock fan in his hand. The fan was broken and several peacock feathers fell off.
Repairing toys for children is another trivial matter in ordinary life.
Re-string the peacock feathers with needle and thread.
Xiaohui looked at her master's hands. These hands were rough but could do very fine things.
After repairing the peacock fan, Zhang Yang handed it to Xiaohui and warned: "She probably doesn't like this fan anymore, so put it in the library."
Xiaohui was about to walk towards the library when she turned back and said: "By the way, the license given by the Central Government to workshops in each county is for three years. From then on, each county will conduct self-inspections once a year. Before the license expires, each county needs to submit an application to the Central Government in advance. The charter is submitted and needs to be re-approved.”
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "I understand."
This year's production has lost 500 yuan before it even started, which added a bit of frost to Lishan's already tense production.
This world gives people a sense of stupidity. The stupid emperor always stumbles when he wants to govern the country.
This Tang Dynasty also gives people a arrogant and silly style.
Let’s just say that this production license should have fewer steps, with Jingzhao Prefecture as the core but not Zhongshu Province as the core.
Redundant steps will only delay the development of production, not to mention the approval once every three years. After three years, the government may look completely different.
Zhang Yang walked into the workshop. His aunt had already sent the drawings of the iron factory. The smell of metal and tung oil was a bit strong in the workshop.
Open the windows here to let in as much sunlight as possible.
Zhang Yang hung the drawings on the wall one by one. This was the next key step for Lishan to cast.
