Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 214
Li Shimin laughed and clapped the case: "What a general in the sky, don't you just talk about me? Horses, soldiers, formations, battalions, horns, Jing, you can tell everything about the barracks!"

The emperor's misunderstanding was not unreasonable. Who made him be named Tiance General?
Fan Zheng said, I am innocent, and I didn't want to flatter the emperor.

Wei Zheng pondered for a while.

Two places are mentioned in the poem, Loulan Kingdom and Shuohang City.

Loulan, now known as Shanshan, was occupied by King Murong Zun, the prince of the late Tuyuhunbu Sabo Khan Murong Fuyun. He probably would not use troops against him when Xizhou had just been conquered and needed to be consolidated.

Shuohang City is a city built outside the Great Wall during the Han Dynasty, and the ruins are in the Turkic Square.

Hiss, this points to the use of troops against the Turks?
No, not Turks, the target should be Xue Yantuo, who is still humble.

As soon as his thoughts diverged, Wei Zheng suddenly discovered that Feng Chan may not be purely for Feng Chan!
Li Xin added a bottle of wine to Fan Zheng with a smile on his face: "This poem by the county man, good!"

Wei Zhengmi squinted his eyes: "You son of a bitch! Don't tell me the old man's poems are not good?"

Li Shimin was slightly displeased: "Smelly Taoist priest, don't scare my beloved grandson!"

Li Xin waved her small hands, and thought hard for a while before answering: "Zheng Guogong's poems are naturally excellent, like a mountain looking up, and looking up, it becomes higher. It's a pity that the younger generations are not experienced enough to fully understand the profound meaning of it."

In layman's terms, Wei Zheng's poetry is elegant, but for Li Xin's age, even if he understands all the interpretations, he still can't appreciate it.

"The county man's poems have no brilliant words, every sentence is very natural, just like ordinary people's conversations, but they pretend, collect, open, list, blow, and show off, making the entire barracks come alive instead of just a static picture. "

"Ah Weng, Xin'er has the audacity to say that she might ask the county man as her teacher?"

The boat was instantly quiet.

Fan Zheng groaned inwardly, this is the thief's boat, and he can't get off.

Li Shimin clapped his hands: "Xin'er, since you came back from Ruzhou, you have been too cautious. The man from Huarong Jianguo County, except for his bad handwriting, his other talents are still good, and he often surprises people."

"Come here, bring me a silk scorpion, a jug of wine, and a repair case. Today I will pay a teacher's gift for Xiner!"

Refusal is irresistible, no matter it is the holy order, the intersection with Li Tai, or the friendship between the two mothers-in-law, Fan Zheng cannot evade.

But, Li Tai's position is just like the song says: Can this old boat ticket board your broken boat...

It was hard to wait for the early days, but the emperor made him leave the chair within reach in a smooth manner with a word.

The desperate struggle ahead seems like a joke.

Who are you working hard for?
Make wedding clothes for others!
Li Tai is only far away from the center of power, and the ministers who follow him, others can say that Wen Liuji and Wu Zhangliang, although they each have their own way of death, they are dead after all.

Seeing Li Xin's earnest gaze, Fan Zheng gritted his teeth and nodded.

Wei Zheng said seriously: "Leaving aside the poetic talent of the man from Huarong Jianguo County, although he acts a little recklessly, he holds himself upright, so he is worthy of being the emperor's grandson teacher."

Wei Zheng was blatantly mocking Fan Zheng, making fun of his affairs in Anye City.

Fan Zheng chuckled: "There must be some people who do things that they don't regret."

Li Shimin squinted at Fan Zheng strangely: "I don't understand, sometimes you are slippery like a ghost, and sometimes you are so stunned that you don't care about the consequences, which one is you?"

Fan Zheng said with a smile: "Being wise and protecting one's life is naturally the way for a minister to protect his life. But the minister is young after all. Sometimes when the blood rushes to his head, he just ignores it. Fortunately, it is not against the righteousness in the end."

Li Shimin laughed.

What is said is different from what he said in the past when he gathered troops and went to Yanmen Pass to rescue Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang?

Doesn't he know that there may be no return?
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"Your Majesty, I invite you to abolish the mayor."

Fan Zheng's words surprised Li Shimin.

The township was established in March of the ninth year of Zhenguan. In view of the fact that there were too many Lifang villages in the counties, a structure was specially added, and Li Shimin was proud of it.

"Xiang, isn't it good?"

Fan Zheng shook his head: "Whether it's Lifang village security or township, the system is good, even if there are deficiencies, just adjust it at any time."

Li Shimin was puzzled: "Then you still invite the wasteland?"

Of course, Fan Zheng's request was not because of convulsions, but because the township system was incompatible with the original Lifang Village, as if two paths that ran counter to each other could not be merged.

(Conjecture.)
Li Shimin knew for the first time that his proudest work was actually tasteless!
"But, from the ninth year of Zhenguan to now, six years, right? Why hasn't anyone told me that there is a problem in the village?"

Fan Zheng sighed softly: "Officials who go to the countryside are not qualified to appear on the list, and officials on the list will not go to the countryside."

In the official document format, isn't there a "ci" for common people to speak?

There are indeed words, but according to the literacy rate of this era, those who can write words will not be too poor.

For a person with a good family background, the township does not work and has no effect on him. Who wants to go beyond the number of levels and directly talk to the emperor?

This is still an emperor like Li Shimin who understands the people's sentiments. An emperor who grew up in a deep palace would be blind and deaf.

"You go to the Shangshu Province, I will think about it."

Even the emperor cannot change the government order as he likes, and needs to discuss it with the three provinces.

Of course, Li Shimin's proposition must have more weight.

"I have never understood why you are so guarded against Tubo alone. Linghu Defen's suggestion should also come from your idea?"

Li Shimin beckoned, a talented man in his ninth year, with a swipe of crescent eyebrows, and a pretty face, came over with a jug in his hand, and poured wine for Li Shimin.

"Tubo is a country located on a high plateau. If my sons of the Han family do not follow the law, they will be harmed by the climate and geography. There will be many casualties for no reason. They are not willing to pay a huge price. I am afraid it will be rare."

"Thus, Tubo almost occupies a favorable geographical position, and has no worries about foreign enemies, so it can expand wantonly. If it loses, it is nothing more than retreating to the plateau."

Fan Zheng talked eloquently, while Li Shimin pondered silently.

Cairen raised his eyebrows: "A concubine shouldn't talk too much about the important affairs of the state, but on the snowy land, isn't there a big sheep to check and balance?"

Li Shimin looked at the talented man in surprise, and then slowly said: "This is the talented man I received in Luoyang Palace, Wu Zhao."

Don't think that the emperor would easily accept women as concubines. That's what a novelist said. The real situation is that even the last of the concubines, one of the seven talents, has a background.

In those movies and TV shows in the past, civilian women were recruited into the palace—that was for female officials and palace ladies!
Wuzhao's Aye is the Duke of Ying, a warrior Xun, and he has enough qualifications to enter the palace.

Fan Zheng's mind was a little confused.

I thought that my appearance would wipe out Wu Zhao, but I didn't expect that it was only delayed for a few years.

Clearing his throat, Fan Zheng lowered his eyelids: "Big Yangtong was the overlord before the plateau, and because it is far away from the Tang Dynasty, not many people know about it."

"However, Tubo is thriving day by day, and Dayang Tong is dying, and it is inevitable to lose to the enemy."

"Because of the death of the previous Zanpu Nangri Lunzan, although Tubo still believes in the Bon religion, it does not allow the Bon religion to touch the core of power. The big sheep is just the opposite. The status of the Bon religion Xin Rao is even higher than that of the lord Li Mixia. .”

"One goes up and down, and the contrast is obvious."

(End of this chapter)