"Haha." Cheng Chumo smiled disdainfully, "Everyone can have a stomachache, wouldn't you?"
"It's been a long time since I did that. I'm a very hygienic person."
Cheng Chumo didn't like Zhang Yang's habits very much, just like a good man who insisted on living as cleanly as a woman.
The two of them sat together eating barbecue, and then looked at Hai Kong who was being beaten comfortably.
After a while, several people stopped.
Zhang Yang asked: "You still haven't spoken?"
Cheng Chu silently shook his head.
"Where's our little general's money?" the strong man who had just finished beating someone asked.
"I don't know why the money was not sent. I wrote the letter as you said."
Cheng Chumo spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, "This Japanese monk doesn't tell the truth."
Despite Cheng Chumo's young age, he has just grown up and is very skilled in spitting.
Zhang Yang shook his head and sighed.
Cheng Chumo picked at the strands of flesh stuck between his teeth with his nails.
Slightly moving away from him, Zhang Yang was eating his own piece of barbecue. Chu Mo was a rough man, and his hygiene habits were a bit poor. It should be said that the hygiene habits of the warriors of the Tang Dynasty were not very good, and they did not bathe frequently.
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The Japanese monk begged for mercy and said: "The Japanese country is far away from Chang'an City. It may be that there was an accident on the way."
"If there is an accident, it is your own business and has nothing to do with us." Zhang Yang stood up with his hands folded and whispered: "If you don't send money next year, I will hand over his confession to Dali Temple."
Hai Kong knelt on the spot with his heart ashen as death.
As the New Year is approaching, Lishan, which has been busy for a year, has to reorganize its business.
Shangguan Yi and Samurai Yu organize various industries and income and expenditure in the village.
To summarize the population and production, we must also do a good job in distributing remuneration to everyone who works in the village.
There is something special happening in the village today.
A new medical clinic opened next to the medical clinic chaired by Sun Simiao. Niu Chuang looked at the newly completed medical clinic. The plaque on the door said Lishan Surgical Clinic.
"Divine Doctor Sun, why did you choose such a name?"
Sun Simiao stroked his beard and said: "This is Zhang Yang's plan back then. He wanted to open a surgical clinic in Datang specifically to treat surgical injuries."
"I haven't read any books and can't understand this."
Sun Simiao stroked his beard and said: "In addition to treating bruises and injuries, the surgery can also treat your teeth, or problems with inconvenient legs and feet. It has not been opened before because there are not enough doctors on hand. Since the opening of the hospital, it has been changed several times.
There are now more than thirty people, which is enough to cope with it."
Niu Chuang knew that the entire village was a medical center and still lost money. Although it had never made any money or profit, Zhang Yang would rather keep spending money than let the medical center go bankrupt.
Sun Simiao looked solemn, "There are also several doctors who come from the Imperial Medical Office in the palace. The money we gave is several times that of the Imperial Medical Office, and they are happy to come."
"It is said that Mr. Zhang loves money. When it comes to treating diseases and saving people, he doesn't save money at all. Instead, he keeps sending money to the hospital." Niu Chuang sighed in his heart. He always thought that Zhang Yang only wanted to make money because he loved money.
So much money.
It turns out that he also has a high sense of justice in his heart.
Sun Simiao took a prescription and looked at it carefully. Among these doctors, there was also a team. This team is still used today, and they often study the disease together.
The prescription given to Zhang Gongjin was also the result of many discussions with many doctors.
Perhaps Zhang Yang opened this medical clinic in order to save his own teacher. No matter what, I admire him for persevering.
Although Zhang Gongjin's condition does not look optimistic now, at least some of his symptoms can be stabilized and the qi and blood in his body can be balanced through medicinal decoction or appropriate exercise.
Try to avoid the worsening of the condition as much as possible. A person's medical skills are limited. Ordinary people may just hire one doctor. If one doctor can't cure it, they will change to another doctor.
Zhang Yang gathered so many doctors together as a team to sum up their experience, work together to formulate prescriptions, and come up with ways to treat the disease.
Doctors can benefit from each other's experiences and learn a lot from them.
The treatment plan has been continuously improved, and the medication has been gradually adjusted from shallow to deep.
This positive influence may be the mutual learning and common progress that Zhang Yang has always advocated.
When Zhang Yang and Li Yue arrived in the village, several reunion dinners were set up in the village as the Chinese New Year was approaching, bonuses were given to many villagers, and the village's production plan for next year was proposed.
Give the production plan to Shangguan Yi and let Shangguan Yi and Samurai Yu make arrangements together.
Sitting with the villagers eating together, Zhang Yang asked Shangguan Yi in a low voice, "I went to see Chu Mo."
Shangguan Yi smiled and said: "Chu Mo is much more prudent in his work now."
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Another year has passed. Do you have any plans to enter the court again?"
Shangguan Yi put down the bowl and chopsticks, "It's the same wherever governance is not governance. Maybe here we can let go and do things better."
The warrior Xun said: "I heard that Gao Shilian has left the court, and now your majesty relies heavily on Changsun Wuji. In this way, the power in the court will fall into the hands of your most trusted ministers. Now is not a good time to return to the court.
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Shangguan Yi has no experience in being an official, but he is very clear about many laws of the Tang Dynasty, and he also knows the structure of the court, which he has accumulated over the years.
But if we really talk about the experience, experience and practice of being an official, Shangguan Yi is indeed not as good as the warrior Yu.
Of course, none of these can be compared with old foxes like Changsun Wuji.
Have dinner in the village and hand Xiao Wu over to her parents.
Zhang Yang held Li Yue's hand and walked along the Weishui River. Aunt Yang stood not far away, protecting and alerting the surroundings.
When she walked to the river, Li Yue took off her shoes to reveal her tender, white and red feet. She held her husband's shoulders and carefully put her feet into the river.
"The river is so cold, do you really want to do this?"
"I haven't felt this bone-chilling feeling for a long time. I don't want to forget that feeling. I want to remember it forever."
Zhang Yang supported her and watched as she carefully touched her little feet to the surface of the river, then quickly took them back as soon as they touched the water.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The couple leaned close to each other, and Li Yue once again stretched out his foot, but this time he did not take it back when it touched the water.
I hugged my husband until my feet were in the river, enduring the biting coldness of the river.
Feeling the strength of her daughter-in-law's hug, she groaned and hugged her harder.
"What's the matter with you?"
After a while, Li Yue took his feet back, and Zhang Yang took out the flint and then a small iron pestle that he carried with him.
Several times of friction caused sparks to ignite a pile of hay.
First, he asked Li Yue to sit down, and Zhang Yang put her legs on his knees, slightly close to the fire source, but was afraid that the temperature would be too high.
My feet have turned purple due to the cold, which is due to blood loss due to the cold.
Zhang Yang rubbed her feet with his own hands, "Are you feeling better now?"
Li Yue sat with her back against a tree, "Well, it's not so cold anymore."
"It will be fine after a while, just wait for the blood to circulate slowly." Zhang Yang also leaned against the tree and looked at the starry sky.
Li Yue whispered: "It's not easy to live in a life like this."
Using this kind of behavior to remember the difficulty of the past, and then remind yourself to cherish the present, this behavior of my daughter-in-law seems cute.
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be like this. There is a saying: How often in life is spring already summer, if you don't put incense, it will be as sweet as honey."
"Well, my husband made a good poem."
Zhang Yang blushed and said, "Actually, this poem was not written by me. It was written by a man named Du Fu. It is a seven-character poem."
Li Yue asked curiously: "What does the whole poem look like?"
Zhang Yang recited loudly: "Seeing that the guests are so sad that they can't wake up, the spring beauty comes to Jiangting. I will send the flowers to bloom for further study..."
In the quiet night, Zhang Yang Langlang's voice reciting poems echoed.
"It is quiet in the green moss and turbid wine forest, the clear spring breeze is faint in the wild, the poplar paths are covered with white felt, the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green coins..."
"How often in life is spring already summer, if you don't put incense, the mash is as sweet as honey. The willows next to the house curl up weakly, just like the waist of a fifteen-year-old daughter..."
After reading a long seven-character poem, Li Yue looked at the starry sky. This was the first time she heard her husband read poetry. The poetry was very good, and the words were simple but meaningful.
Feeling dizzy with a sense of happiness, Li Yue put on her shoes again, and the couple took Xiao Wu home with them.
Li Shimin gave Li Yue the token. With the entire token, he could enter the palace even if he came to the city gate where the curfew was already in place.
In terms of taking care of his children, compared to education and counseling, Li Shimin is better at using a gift method to let his children receive the care of his father.
This almost perverted way of raising children is suitable for an emperor.
After returning home, Li Yue took Xiao Wu to wash up, and then she took a closer look at Xiao Wu's tooth replacement before returning to her room.
After sharpening the ink, Li Yue took up a pen and wrote down the poem that her husband had read tonight, and then read the whole poem by herself. The whole poem had a feeling of "guest sorrow."
Spring is inherently pleasant, but in poetry it does cause worries for guests.
Where does the husband's guest worry come from?
Perhaps it is because the husband has been away from home for too long and it is difficult to develop his talents in the court.
Xiao Wu's hands and feet were still clumsy. She was struggling to spread the bedding, and then crawled on the bedding to make sure there was no place where it was not spread properly.
Learning mathematics has a great impact on children, especially preschool children. People who are proficient in mathematics are often meticulous in their living habits, because they must also be meticulous in reasoning and calculations.
"Teacher, you can take a rest."
Hearing Xiao Wu's sweet voice, Li Yue took off her coat and hugged Xiao Wu to sleep.
Zhang Yang was still rummaging in the yard, gently kicked away the little bear that was trying to crawl on him, and took out a wooden bucket from the utility room.
The little bear doesn't like to live in its own den. It likes to live in the utility room because the smell of firewood here attracts it.
I have long thought that it has long regarded this place as its own territory.
To the little bear, rummaging through things in its territory is an affront to its territory.
Ignoring the protests of its paws, Zhang Yang took out the barrel and opened it.
When doing firecrackers, there should be no open flames around, and you can only do it by moonlight. The yard is very quiet, with occasional gusts of wind.
Zhang Yang patiently filled a wooden barrel with saltpeter powder, sealed the bottom, tried several times to confirm there was no leakage, and then slowly poured in other materials.
There was no other sound in the dark night, only the little bear's dark eyes were staring at his male master. At this time, the bear's eyes were black and bright.
It seemed to be a little shiny in the moonlight.
Zhang Yang took out a piece of dried meat and threw it to it.
The little bear first picked up the dried meat in his mouth, holding it with his paws. He squatted against the wall under the moonlight, enjoying the piece of dried meat in the most comfortable posture.
Even in the quiet night you can hear the sound of it chewing.
After working hard for two hours, I hid the things I made and covered them with a box to prevent them from being dug out by bears.
Do this before you can rest assured.
Winter came early this year, but the snow came late. It was in December that the first snow came in Chang'an City.
The wind and snow were very strong. Zhang Yang sat in the East Palace and watched the wind and snow covering the sky and the earth. "Unknowingly, the wind and snow have become so strong."
Zhang Daan stood aside and said: "It is also bigger than in previous years. Such heavy snowstorms are still rare."
Since Li Chengqian changed his view on Da'an, he no longer lets Da'an stand in front of the palace, but lets him stand on the left and right to give some opinions at all times.
Li Chengqian looked at the wind and snow and said worriedly: "The wind and snow are so strong, we have to wait until it stops before going back. If not, we will spend the night in the East Palace."
Zhang Yang cupped his hands and said, "That's not necessary."
Continue to focus on one volume of accounts. This is the account since the extracurricular readings were released. From the time the book was first printed to the present, the sales throughout November have been recorded.
This account is very good-looking, and since it is the reading material of the prince-general, there is no need to worry about selling it. For the sake of future career, those scholars will buy it and take a look even if they want to please the prince.
After all, the prince is the crown prince.
Naturally, they have to remember the books written by the prince. If one day they fail to pass the exam, their career may be over.
A guard from the East Palace came running shivering from the cold, "Your Highness, General Hou, the Minister of War, is here."
Li Chengqian put down the accounts and said, "Please come in quickly."
"Here."
By the time Hou Junji arrived at the East Palace, he had already turned into a big snowman. At present, the officials should be packing up their gifts and rushing home to rest.
"I wonder what brought General Hou here?" Li Chengqian asked.
"Back to Your Highness, I will come with your Majesty's decree. Lishan has been making cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold. Your Majesty saw that they were of great use, so he asked his ministers to inform Master Zhang, hoping that Mr. Zhang could provide cotton-padded clothes for the army."
Now Li Chengqian, Zhang Yang and Zhang Daan are all wearing cotton-padded clothes. The thick cotton-padded clothes are wrapped with cotton wool inside, so they are naturally very warm.
Zhang Yang asked, "General Hou, is he going to provide cotton-padded clothes to any troops in the Wei Mansion?"
Li Junxian heard this and replied: "Of course everyone in the army."
Zhang Yang put his hands in his hands and said tangledly: "The defenders of Chang'an City alone are worth at least 200,000 if not 400,000."
Hou Junji did not deny it.
Zhang Yang added: "I dare to ask the general, how long will it take us to be busy in Lishan to supply all the cotton-padded clothes? Besides, our villagers must be paid for their work. We can't let them work in vain. All that is income.
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There is one more chapter to be posted at twelve o'clock