Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 65
In December, the emperor returned to the palace.

Note that this refers to Luoyang Palace, not Chang'an Taiji Palace.

This is the rhythm of having fun.

That's right, when Li Yuan stayed behind in Taiyuan, Li Shimin did not lack the beasts that harmed Taiyuan.

The King of Baekje sent Prince Fu Yulong to the court.

Note that this should be a controversial place in the "Old Book of Tang".

Fuyulong is the son of Baekje prince Fuyu Yici, who was king in the 15th year of Zhenguan. At this time, the king of Baekje was still Wuwang Fuyuzhang.

Therefore, the books of the ancients have to be viewed dialectically. In the "Old Tang Book", Anxi Duhu in the same period can have a biography named Guo Xiaoke and a biography named Guo Ke. Mistakes and omissions are naturally inevitable.

Fu Yuzhang's attitude is still not to offend at both ends. On the one hand, he befriends the Japanese country, and on the other hand, he pays tribute to the Tang Dynasty. He is really tactful.

In this regard, Fuyu Yici can't do it. He wholeheartedly made friends with the Wa country and cut off his tribute to the Tang Dynasty.

Although paying tribute is a lot of money, how much money can a country have?
Li Chengqian, the crown prince of the supervisory country, handled it well, which won the secret approval of the important officials.

There was a prince like this in the Zhenguan Dynasty, and there were successors.

But no one has considered this issue, the father is not old, the son is already strong, so what?

A commoner's family, in this situation, will inevitably have disputes, let alone the emperor's family.

Being a prince has always been a high-risk occupation. You can count how many princes have successfully succeeded to the throne in the past dynasties.

After returning to the East Palace, Li Chengqian walked to the Qu Room on the side of Chongren Hall.

The so-called music room is a simple house, where you can rest temporarily, and it has just been completed at this time.

Prince Zuo Shuzi Yu Zhining blocked the way to advise: "I heard that frugality is the right way. The East Palace was only completed in the Sui Dynasty. People who saw it praised the extravagance, and the construction cost was not small. The craftsmen chiseled into the palace with axes, which made people worry about Your Highness. I heard that the drums and music in the East Palace are often played recently, and people who hear about it feel trembling! I hope His Highness will stop the work of the craftsmen and drive away the melodious music."

(Amateur translators said that the original text is parallel, four and six, and the general meaning should be similar.)
Li Chengqian smiled.

To build a music room, as far as Donggong is concerned, it is quite an ordinary family to build a firewood shed, and you don't care about the big things?

The so-called decadent sound is even more ridiculous, what's wrong with listening to it in your spare time?
If the decadent music is really that bad, why don't you ban the world's decadent music?
Does it mean that the East Palace must play "High Mountains and Flowing Water" all the time to meet the requirements of you moral gentlemen?

"Building a music room alone has its own uses, and Zuo Shuzi doesn't need to say too much. Regarding drum music, Zuo Shuzi thinks that if he is a monk and has a pure heart and few desires, he has nothing to say."

Li Chengqian shook his face on the spot.

One by one, unable to distinguish between the master and the slave, it seems that the widow has to listen to you all his life after teaching the lonely to read.

Yu Zhining sighed, turned around and went back to Zhan Shifu, with a slightly stooped body.

Painful persuasion, in exchange for counterproductive, no one will inevitably be disheartened.

In the music room, Xin Xin was extraordinarily charming, offering thick tea soup to Li Chengqian, Yang envied the purple bamboo shoots.

Li Chengqian sat high, took a deep sip of the tea soup, picked up the small bamboo whip with his backhand, and whipped it fiercely on Xin Xin's buttocks.

"Who told you to instigate the manpower that Gu finally placed in the left guard? Qing Que took the opportunity to kick it out!"

Xin Xin's face was distorted, beads of sweat ooze from her forehead, she clenched her teeth tightly, not daring to cry out, but there was an unavoidable muffled sound in her nostrils, but it made people arouse karma.

Li Chengqian beat him up hard, waved his hand to repel Xinxin.

Half an hour later, Yixin re-entered the music room, her face was a bit calm, her steps were not so graceful, but she didn't look like someone who had been beaten at all.

Li Chengqian put his arms around Xinxin's waist, but his eyes were very clear: "You have to teach him more rules. There are many ways to take revenge on a person, and there is no need to be so clumsy. Not to mention losing a nail, the key is to lose Gu's face. "

By the way, it is true that the buildings of the ancients were mortise and tenon structures, but nails are not completely useless, and they are used a lot on palace gates and mausoleums.

Yixin snorted coldly: "He just got out of the barrier, how could he understand this? You have to be more tolerant."

Li Chengqian's voice softened: "Gu will be softer next time..."

After that, it is not suitable for children.

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In the square school, small hand stoves were heating one by one, and the children were not affected by the cold, and they still laughed as usual during class.

The progress of the abacus practice has already opened up the distance.

Even Tie Xiaozhuang, the students stumbled and entered the relatively complicated addition and subtraction exercises.

Only Zhen Bang took the lead and started the mixed calculation of addition and subtraction.

Fan Zheng was a little guilty. According to Zhen Bang's progress, how long can he teach with the goods in his stomach?
Well, even if mental arithmetic is involved, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Do you want to start teaching Zhen Bang's running account?
So embarrassing!

Tie Xiaozhuang was complacent in the workshop: "Did you see that? I'm following! Mr. Li is right, hard work makes up for one's weakness!"

Li Zhengyi was a little helpless. I asked you to make up for the clumsiness of the handwriting, but you made it up to the abacus.

However, the goal of Fangxue has been determined from the very beginning. It is not to go to the high-level imperial examinations, but to find a relatively easy way to make a living for children and girls, so that they don't have to go to school again. Unlike their parents, even selling a coolie depends on the face of others.

Fortunately, it was Li Zhengyi's class time, which basically took up most of the time, and all kinds of knowledge were taught in turn, but medicine was the only one that dared not teach randomly.

Even though Feng Yizhi was sealed as a county magistrate and enjoyed [-] households in Shishi Township, he still failed to raise the rank of the Imperial Medical Administration, but the real power is huge, and the entire Tang Dynasty The pharmaceutical industry is subject to their control, and medical workers have to pass the examination of the Imperial Medical Office to practice.

Doctor of Medicine of the state school, the medical content taught must be reviewed by the Imperial Medical Bureau.

There is no such thing as a county school. All the county schools in the Tang Dynasty do not have a doctor of medicine or a medical student.

Therefore, teaching medicine is really not what you want to teach.

It is Li Zhengyi's destiny to be a teacher, even if the class hours are far longer than Mi Fei's, he still enjoys it.

Shooting can still be practiced in the yard of Yifang School, but all bamboo and wooden arrows only have shafts and feathers, and there is no most important arrow dysprosium.

Safety first, who can guarantee that which child will not get two arrows when he picks up his skin?

On this point, Tie Xiaozhuang has the right to speak. He ran wild twice, broke into the shooting range, and then received three or four arrows, all of which were blue, but he was still smiling.

Although there is no arrow dysprosium, it still hurts when the arrow stem hits the body.

The class that everyone likes is actually Yu, which is outrageous.

Can you imagine the scene of the soft and weak Wu Sang driving Fan Zheng's little donkey-pulled charcoal cart, having fun in the yard?
What troubled Fan Zheng was that the little donkey, who was always stubborn when he was driving it, was extremely obedient in the hands of the students.

(End of this chapter)