Chapter 21 Zhang Xian's man is a man with great aspirations
"Invite the prime minister inside. The home is simple, which makes the prime minister laugh." Zhang San welcomed Fang Xuanling and the old servant into the house.
"Hahaha, Zhang County Man, this place may seem simple, but it is clean. You are the first in the Tang Dynasty to be awarded the title of Kaiguo County Man at your age." Fang Xuanling praised.
Suddenly I saw an article placed on the desk, so I picked it up. I saw the title of the book on it was "Inscription on the Humble Room" and I couldn't help but read on.
"The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there are dragons, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous." The opening paragraph made Fang Xuanling's eyes light up.
Zhang San couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw Fang Xuanling holding the inscription on the humble house that he had silently written last night. It seemed that he was going to be a thief again.
"I hope you, Mr. Liu Yuxi, will forgive me. If you don't write this one, there will be others. Just let me use it to please my concubine Xuanling first!" Zhang San thought to himself.
When I read the last sentence, "What a shame," I couldn't help but marvel.
"What an inscription on a humble house, what a sentence: 'This is a humble house, but I am virtuous and kind.' Mr. Zhang County is a man with great ambitions!" Fang Xuanling praised.
"The prime minister received the award. I just had nothing to do and just wrote casually." Zhang San replied modestly.
"It seems that life can indeed change a person. When he talks about lies, his face does not turn red and his heart does not beat." Zhang San despised himself in his heart.
"A man from Zhang County doesn't need to be modest. You, a literary old man, feel inferior to me."
After saying that, he couldn't help but read the inscription from the beginning again. Looking at this simple thatched hut, Fang Xuanling had a different view and couldn't help but love talents.
Then he said to Zhang San: "My dear nephew, I heard from Yiai that you two are good friends. You young people should get closer to each other more often."
Hearing Fang Xuanling call him his nephew, Zhang San felt happy. If he could hug Fang Xuanling's lap, he would have more protection in the Tang Dynasty.
So Zhang San quickly said: "What Fang Xiang said is that I haven't seen Mr. Fang for a long time, and I was thinking of going to look for him one day."
"Hehehe, since my nephew is Yifa's best friend, then you can call me uncle and come to your house often to play when you have nothing to do in the future."
"Okay, Uncle Fang, my nephew will come to visit you another day." Zhang Sangong said with cupped hands.
Seeing that Zhang San was neither humble nor arrogant, Fang Xuanling looked at him favorably.
There are not many young people who can be calm in front of him these days. After all, as the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Xuanling's reputation is not something to be ignored.
Zhang San and Fang Xuanling chatted with each other for a while, and then they heard Fang Xuanling say: "That morning, what you said about people-oriented was very wonderful. What did you say about the floods in Henan?"
It’s good to have some opinions, it opened up new ideas for me. I came here today just to hear your thoughts on this matter.”
"Uncle, I have heard about the disaster in Bianzhou, Henan. I just finished writing the method I thought of last night, and I would like to ask my uncle to give me some advice."
Last time, Li Shimin asked Zhang San to write down the detailed plan mentioned in the palace and present it to him when he went back. After returning last night, Zhang San wrote it down in the tent according to the coping methods in his previous life and combined with reality.
With that said, Zhang San presented the disaster relief plan that had been drafted from the wooden box to Fang Xuanling for viewing.
Fang Xuanling took three or four pages of paper and read it carefully. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he smiled, sometimes he looked like he was thinking. In short, his face was full of expressions. Although Zhang San was very satisfied with his plan, but when he saw Fang Xuan
The expression on his face changes from time to time, but he still feels a little uneasy inside.
But for now, I have no choice but to wait patiently.
"Good, good, very good!" I heard Fang Xuanling say three good words in a row, stroking his beard and saying in appreciation.
Zhang Sanyi was secretly happy when he heard this, and replied: "I wonder if my nephew's plan is feasible?" Zhang San tried to ask.
"You boy, today is really an eye-opener for me. This disaster relief plan is very well written. There is no nonsense in the whole article. Everything is reasonable, well-founded and sentimental. Although there are a few points that are a bit risky,
But overall it’s pretty good.”
"I'll take it back and study it carefully, and then present it to the emperor on your behalf. I think the emperor will reward you after coming to see it." Fang Xuanling replied.
"Then there's Uncle Lao." Zhang Sanzheng was thinking about how to deliver it to Li Shimin, and now he didn't have to run errands himself.
After the last court meeting, Zhang San adhered to the principle of hiding when he could. He didn't want to meet those bureaucrats from aristocratic families in Chang'an. Now he would grow up first and wait until his arms and legs became thicker.
"I have gained a lot from our trip today." Fang Xuanling laughed.
Zhang San was smiling and accompanying him.
"Okay, it's getting late, so I'll go back first and come back to bother you another day." Fang Xuanling stood up and prepared to walk out.
"Uncle comes here once in a while, why don't we go back after having a casual meal?" Zhang San quickly persuaded him to stay.
"No, there are a lot of things to do when we go back. Let's do it some other time."
"By the way, remember to let me know when your barrel cart and curved shaft plow are built." Fang Xuanling walked out of the door and said.
"My nephew, please remember that when it is done, I will personally inform my uncle." Zhang San replied.
"Don't bother me. You can just send someone to talk to me then."
"Okay, I'll tell my uncle in advance when it's finished." Zhang San replied.
"Okay, you don't have to send it off, I'll go back first." Fang Xuanling waved her hand and walked out.
Zhang San insisted on sending Fang Xuanling and Fang Xuanling to the carriage before returning. Fang Xuanling was full of appreciation for Zhang San's performance today.
