Han Dao world

Chapter 771 Be Prepared
"Are you still studying famous artists?" Liu Xie was very curious.

"Don't dare to talk about study, just listen to it when you are free. I didn't know much about it at first, but after seeing the strange theories of the philosophers of the Western Regions, I felt that there were similarities with famous scholars, so I found them and read them. I think they still make sense."

"only you?"

"Uh..." Xun Wenqian hesitated and looked at Liu Xie timidly.

Liu Xie encouraged them to study, but Liu Xie paid attention to the truth and had no interest in these almost sophistry theories.

"Virtue is not alone, there must be neighbors. Learning and learning, learning and questioning, and learning from each other, can improve. Especially famous scholars, if they study alone, it is easy to get stuck."

Xun Wenqian was relieved. "The queen also read some, but she doesn't like to argue, so she doesn't really care."

"Let me see." Liu Xie sat up.

Xun Wenqian was overjoyed, got up and got out of bed, took out a few pages from the desk beside her, and quickly got back under the mosquito net.While sitting up and down, his clothes were opened and closed, his youth flashed, and Liu Xie immediately regretted it.

It's a great time, what famous artists are we talking about.

Life and strangers should be discussed.

Liu Xie took Xun Wenqian's translation, and after reading a few lines, he felt a little familiar. He thought that Aristocaros should be someone he knew. This article was also a famous article, but his understanding of Western philosophy was limited. , I just can't remember who it is for a while.

This article discusses justice and self-interest, specifically, the relationship between the individual and the collective. Each has its own clever theory, which is still very brilliant, and it also has something in common with the current situation.

"I don't know much about this kind of academics, and I don't know the characters of the Western Regions. I'm afraid I can't give you much advice. You might as well post this translation to the residence newspaper so that more people can discuss it."

"Forget it then." Xun Wenqian shook her head again and again. "The concubine reads this just for entertainment, and doesn't want to argue with others. Besides, there is a lot of noise in the mansion newspaper. How dare I make a fool of myself with this little thing. I just ask your majesty to give me some pointers if you are interested."

"I don't agree with your opinion. Stones from other mountains can be used to make jade. The establishment of the Tongwen Museum to translate theories of the Western Regions is to absorb the academic essence of the Western Regions and use them for my own use. This article has a value worthy of discussion. Confucian writing is poor."

"Your Majesty really thinks so?"

"of course."

Xun Wenqian thought about it, but shook her head. "Forget it, the articles that can be published in the Dibao are limited, and many people are waiting. If the concubine goes, it won't be a chance for others."

Liu Xie didn't say anything more.

He is also aware of the problem.After the publication of the article by the three of Xu Jing, it aroused fierce debate, and this form also made many people feel fresh. The topic of discussion has developed from Dutian to academic details, and many people want to post articles on it.

Of course, it is not ruled out that someone deliberately did this to reduce the discussion on Du Tian.

But it is indeed a fact that the Dibao is easy to be limited.A mansion newspaper can only post a maximum of [-] words, which is the capacity of three articles.If a certain article is longer, only two articles can be published.

Increasing the capacity is a way, but the cost will also increase, and it is not very convenient for storage.

With the existing manpower and material resources of the bookstore, it is not easy to achieve the normal publication of [-] words per day.

"Then translate it first, and then compile and publish it after the lectures are over." Liu Xie patted Xun Wenqian's hand. "Anyway, the Tongwen Library will also build a bookstore in the future. You can put this book on the waiting list."

"The concubine would be respectful rather than obedient." Xun Wenqian happily put away the article. "Your Majesty, when the bookstore of the Wenguan is built, can the concubine visit it often?"

"You want to do something too?"

"Well, my concubine is not as dexterous as Dong Wan and Song Du, so it's okay to do some chores."

Liu Xie laughed. "Then you can go to Taixue's bookstore for an internship tomorrow. If possible, you will be in charge of Tongwenguan's bookstore in the future."

"The concubines don't dare to be ambitious."

"What dare not." Liu Xie hugged Xun Wenqian in his arms. "Your energy is beyond your imagination. Don't underestimate yourself and try boldly."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xun Wenqian was overjoyed, and kissed Liu Xie's face forgetfully.

"So perfunctory?" Liu Xie squinted at Xun Wenqian.

Xun Wenqian blushed, shrank into Liu Xie's arms, and said in a low voice: "Only His Majesty's orders are to be obeyed."

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The next morning, before dawn, Mi Heng got up to take a shower.

After breakfast, he and Pang Rou rushed to Situ's Mansion.

Hanyang County's plan was probably the earliest, and Situ Mansion was not mentally prepared. Shi Duji, the chief Situ who was in charge of the reception, looked at Mi Heng for a long time, suspecting that they were looking for trouble.

"Has the autumn harvest in Hanyang been completed?" Du Ji flipped through the accounting book.

"Hanyang adopts a quota system. You don't have to wait until August to know this year's harvest. According to the current situation, this year's harvest will only be better than expected. The scheduled tasks can be easily completed. The tax that should be paid to the court Not one grain of wheat, one sheepskin."

Du Ji smiled. "Yang Fujun is very confident. Even so, isn't it more confident to plan after the autumn harvest?"

"There are special circumstances, and we have to advance."

"What special circumstances?"

"The people in the county were deeply puzzled when they heard that the Guandong Dutian was blocked. They made plans in advance so that the court would know the reality of Hanyang and could levy it at any time."

The corners of Du Ji's eyes twitched, and his face sank. "What do you mean by that? When did the imperial court say they were going to recruit soldiers? Who is so bold as to spread rumors and talk about government affairs?"

"Chang Shi misunderstood." You Heng said lightly: "I just said that Hanyang can be confiscated at any time, and I didn't say that the imperial court will confiscate it. It's just a matter of being prepared. Is this also a bad thing? It seems that Chang Shi has never been to Liangzhou. Liangzhou is near Qianghu, Qianghu will come to rob, but they will not be notified in advance. In July, we must prepare for the autumn defense, and those who can fight are on standby at any time."

Du Ji was interrupted by Mi Heng, so it was not easy to get angry.

"Do you want to see Duke Yang? I can inform you."

"No need for now." Mi Heng took out a letter from Yang Xiu's family, handed it to Du Ji, asked Du Ji to pass it on for him, and then prepared to leave.

"Are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?"

You Heng raised his hand and said loudly: "Go to Taixue and teach those idiots a lesson."

Du Ji was speechless.

Only a madman like Mi Heng dares to say such crazy words.

He looked at the letter and accounting book in his hand, then turned and entered the back hall.

Yang Biao was practicing Wuqinxi. Seeing Du Ji walking in, he closed his posture slowly. "Was it Mi Heng just now?"

Du Ji smiled. "Since Yang Gong has practiced the Wuqinxi, his ears and eyes have become more and more clear, and he can expect to be a hundred years old."

Yang Biao snorted. "Are you still using your ears and eyesight? His voice is so loud and crazy that it can be heard outside Situ's mansion. What is this?"

"Young Master's family letter, and Hanyang County's account book."

"The account book?" Yang Biao was stunned for a moment, and took the account book. "So early?"

"Yes, I said it was prepared." Du Ji simply repeated Mi Heng's words.

Yang Biao frowned, smacked his lips, shook his head and sighed. "These boys have been in Liangzhou for a long time, and they are very pretty."

(End of this chapter)