"Young Master Zhang, you are so polite. I am alone. How can I drink so much white chrysanthemums?" Gao Yanfu, the general of the prison gate, walked out of the main gate of Zhang Qian's house in all directions and waved his hand with a smile.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and this is also the only thing that I wish. They are all packed separately, with five kilograms per jar. You can always put it in the cellar and drink it slowly. This wine will taste better after three years!" Zhang Qian also smiled and explained while limping his legs to deliver Gao Yanfu away.

The wounds on the legs have actually been almost healed. However, the "lame" still has to be installed for a few more days. One is that they do not want to heal too quickly, making people mistakenly think that the ones they were injured before were not that severe. The other is that they can greatly simplify the etiquette of the court system when they arrive with the imperial edict.

That's right, it was two imperial edicts. They didn't arrive at the same time. They forced Zhang Qian to walk the same story twice. Although Ren Cong and Guo Nu helped, they used the excuse of "the leg injury has not healed" to steal some laziness, but they were still exhausted.

The first imperial edict is to grant additional officials.

Although Zhang Qian is still called the Young Prison, he has gone from being a fifth-rank military weapon supervisor to becoming a fourth-rank secretary and a few supervisor, and a military weapon supervisor. Like Zhang Shuo, he has become a second position.

Moreover, Zhang Qian's new official position still "takes care of" his lazy personality very considerately. He is definitely a high position, more money, and less work. He is only responsible for the works bureau under the secretary-general. The works bureau itself, as well as his old friend He Zhizhang, is in charge of. He basically doesn't have to worry about anything except signing and approving official documents regularly.

The second imperial edict is to give titles and houses.

Jingyang County was founded and the country was granted 300 households, and 800 acres of Yongye land was granted. A mansion in Jinchengfang in Chang'an City was added. He was given a title for one generation and then replaced it according to the rules.

Zhang Qian’s own understanding is that he is now in charge of the position of being a secretary and a supervisor from the fourth rank, and is receiving the salary subsidy and bonus of the official doctor from the fourth rank, but he still only needs to do the job of a military weapon supervisor.

In addition, he officially entered the ranks of the nobles of the Tang Dynasty, and had a title of Kaiguozi. He could enjoy the taxes paid by 500 households, and had 800 acres of land that could not be paid, and would be passed on to his children and grandchildren forever. He didn't have to buy a house in Chang'an City, and the state gave it to him, and his location was definitely under the imperial city. After his death, his eldest son was still a founding county, and his grandson's generation began to be reduced to the founding county men!

With a big deal, this reward can definitely be called a big deal!

You should know that after He Zhizhang won the top scorer, his official career has been rising and falling for so many years, and he was a writer from the fifth rank. Bi Gou was born in a family of officials. From his prime, he sold his life to the Tang Dynasty to the gray-haired man, and has not yet become a founding man. In contrast, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was so enviable that he wanted to criticize Mr. Zhang.

So Zhang Qian was grateful, so naturally he did not forget to give red envelopes to the officials of the Ministry of Personnel and the eunuchs who came to pass the imperial edict. The former was less than fifty years old, and he gave him a complete series of different flavors of Liushen Flower Dew and a high-end uncensored VIP card, which was worthy of his graceful demeanor. For the latter, Gao Yanfu, the general of the prison who came to convey the imperial edict today, Zhang Qian spent more time on his thoughts.

Twenty oaks of five kilograms of chrysanthemum white, together with the carriage containing chrysanthemum white, sent people to General Gao Da to deliver it to General Gao Da. At the same time, there were 2,000 acres of field grain in Xinfeng County, plus a huge house. He also solemnly declared to General Gao Da that this house was originally a Buddhist temple, and together with the field grain, all the monks came to compensate. Mr. Zhang couldn't understand what the monks were thinking, so he asked General Gao Da to deal with it on his behalf.

"You have the intention to use Zhao!" Seeing the carriages pulling wine, Gao Yanfu, the general of the sect who was free and easy, naturally could not let Zhang Qian move the wine down. He smiled and pinched the land deeds and house deeds in his sleeves, and pointed out with a smile, "Actually, you don't have to worry. The monks did rituals to suppress you, but their own rituals exploded. This means that all the accusations they had against you were slander, and they naturally had to make compensation. Otherwise, not to mention that the officials would not agree, the emperor would probably not let them get out easily."

"It depends on the blessing of God and the Lord of the Lord, and the conspiracy of the monks has retaliated against them!" Zhang Qian immediately understood and bowed to the direction of the palace. "So, I have two thank-you gifts, I want to entrust you to submit them to the Lord of the Lord for me."

"Give gifts, you actually give gifts to the emperor! Zhang Yongzhao, our family has been working in the palace for so many years, but the first time we saw someone taking the initiative to give gifts to the emperor!" Gao Yanfu was stunned, his eyes instantly glared, but there was no expression of refusal on his face.

"The Master is rich in all over the world, and of course he will not care about my gifts!" Zhang Qian felt sorry for his fifty sets of silver hotpots and a large amount of copper water stove, but he said in a very humble way, "But thanks to the Master's favor and protection, Zhang was not cursed by the monks, and he must be grateful. Therefore, there is a house in Huayin and Jingyang, and 4,000 acres of land. He dared not collect it. He also asked the general to help him pass it to the Master, and the Master will deal with it on his behalf."

"There are two temples and 4,000 acres of land? How much did the monk pay you?" Although he was prepared, Gao Yanfu was stunned by Zhang Qian's big moves. He was stunned for several breaths before asking in surprise.

"There are four places in total, each with a temple, two thousand acres of land!" Zhang Qian wanted this effect, smiled and reported truthfully, "Zhang kept the Weinan man in his hand and sent someone to change the temple to a private school. He was preparing to change the land to a school field. From now on, the private school teacher's tutoring and food expenses will be released from the school field. Any children in Jingzhao who have no money to go to school but like to study can come to listen to the class. However, now someone has just sent someone to hire a teacher to hire a teacher, it is not certain when the school will start."

"Yongzhao is indeed a person with heart." A soft light suddenly appeared in Gao Yanfu's eyes. His praise also brought a completely different tone from before. "I can't take your gift for nothing. I'm in Weinan and there is a farmhouse that I don't care about taking care of. I'd just give you a school field, which is considered as a good deed for the children in Weinan."

"How can I use your farm?" Zhang Qian heard this and waved his hand hard, "After the reconstruction of my workshop, I will definitely not short of money. I will take out some of it every year to subsidize private schools. If you want to help, it is better to ask the emperor to give the private school a name. In this way, I will have more strength to run the school well, and it will be easier to hire a teacher in the future!"

"Please give the name to the emperor?" Gao Yanfu immediately began to hesitate when he heard this. However, seeing Zhang Qian's eager gaze, he turned his mind and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will ask the emperor for a name for you. However, there is no guarantee that the emperor will reward me for this face."

"The Master will definitely appreciate your face. I will show my thanks to the general!" Zhang Qian smiled and bowed gently. "These days, I have been thinking, if all the temples in the world become schools, how many pillars of my Tang Dynasty will add to each year? I am unable to make this happen, but I am willing to start from my side. I also ask the general to help me!"

This time, Gao Yanfu did not politely turn sideways, but face him with a bow. Then, he looked around and reminded him in a voice that only each other could hear, "Yuan Zhao, just think about this in your heart, there is no need to say it. In addition, the monks did too many evils this time and were punished by God, and they would not blame you no matter what. But as far as I know, there have been rumors on the streets and alleys recently that when the monks were in the altar, they wanted to be unfavorable to you, you made five bronze bells..."

"It's not a copper bell, it's a few objects used for reconstruction after the workshop was burned. It just looks like a bell. The younger generation took out the materials and wages by themselves!" Zhang Qian understood it again and quickly shook his head to interrupt. "In fact, three mouthfuls are enough. The extra two mouthfuls were originally reserved. If the general is curious, I will install it on the car for you. After you go back, you can hang it on the tree and ring it as a bell, but it looks not very pleasing!"

"Then I'm not polite. The things that come from Yongzhao must be good, even if they are just used as decorations!" Gao Yanfu stroked his beard with his hands and smiled.

"You don't have to be polite to the younger generation!" Zhang Qian nodded knowingly, and was very grateful to the old eunuch for his reminder.

He was forced too hard by the monks at that time and had to build the bronze cannon as quickly as possible, without even considering confidentiality. Now, no matter how he conceals himself, it is difficult for some people to believe that the destruction of the bronze bell and the altar has nothing to do with it.

But as one of some people, Li Xian, the Emperor of the Dragon of Yingtian, is seriously insecure. At present, unless Zhang Qian puts gunpowder into a copper cannon and demonstrates it to him personally, even if he says it, he will only believe his own calculations.

It is impossible to hand over gunpowder. For a long time before the flintlock rifle was tinked out, this thing would be Zhang Qian's last reliance. He had just experienced a bloody assassination and was almost burned to death by monks as evil deeds. He couldn't believe it because he was loyal to Li Xian or useful to the Tang Dynasty court, and his life safety would be guaranteed.

In fact, when he was blocked by the monk's house and "casting spells", the court did not provide him with any protection. The man in black who stayed behind the bridge in Jingzhao Mansion had only been guarding for two days, but most of the half slipped away because he couldn't stand the cold. The constables and idle men in Weinan County were obviously standing on the monk's side. They did not take the initiative to attack his family with "good men and women", but only cared about the fifth-rank official hat on his head.

Therefore, without wanting to expose the trump card so early, Zhang Qian's only way to dispel Li Xian's suspicion was to give the "Bronze Bell" directly to this person and let the person personally check whether the bronze bell can summon the Fire Meteor.

Just so happened that the five-mouth copper bells that were cast at the beginning had only three. The other two were not even a little bit of gunpowder residue in the inner chamber, and there was no time to drill the fire hole in the bell!

Facts have proved that Zhang Qian's judgment was very accurate. He watched Ren Cong command the servants with his own eyes, untied the two golden bronze bells from the tree, and carried them into the carriage he usually rode. The general of the gate in charge Gao Yanfu finally felt relieved, smiled, and patiently reminded, "The New Year is coming soon, and there is no major problem in the court. If you have any injuries on Zhao's leg, there is no need to rush to go to court." (Note: The bronze is cast yellow, and it will turn green after being used for a long time.)

"Thank you for your advice. I'm worried about whether you should take leave soon!" Zhang Qian heard this and was overjoyed and thanked him with a smile on his face. He did not expect that some people had almost stolen their brains in order to prevent him from attending politics in court.

"Well, there is also, although the Secretary-General is a leisurely place, don't be too lazy." He just likes Zhang Qian, a smart and humble young student, Gao Yanfu smiled again and quickly added, "The Huntian Supervisory, which made a big mistake some time ago, is under the jurisdiction of the Secret Arts Supervision. The Huntian Supervisory was cleared this time, and the vacancy that was vacant must be drawn from the Works Bureau to fill it. In this way, the Works Bureau will have many positions left, and you have to recommend talents to fill it immediately, so as not to need to do things in the future but not find the corresponding staff!" (Note: During the reign of Emperor Zhongzong of Tang, Huntian Supervisory was a subordinate department of the Secret Arts Supervision.)

After saying that, he blinked at Zhang Qian again, turned around, and jumped onto the carriage neatly.

"Senior..." Zhang Qian seemed to understand and was about to ask the other party to give him more advice, but found that the car door was closed tightly. He had to bow down and bow to him.

"Congratulations to senior brother, you have to be awarded the title of honor and the glory of the clan and the ancestors!" Before the wheels could go far away, Ren Cong could not wait to rush over and shout, his appearance was even happier than being awarded the title.

"Congratulations to senior brother, you must be awarded the title of honor and glorious ancestors!" Guo Nu, who had been helping inside and outside, rushed forward and smiled and told Zhang Qian, for fear of falling behind Ren Cong.

"Congratulations to the owner of the manor!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Mr.!"

"Congratulations to Master!"

...

Inside and outside the door, congratulations suddenly sounded. The head of the butler Ren Quan, all the servants and servants rushed to salute Zhang Qian, and they all smiled.

The owner of his own farm was promoted to the county, and the number of servants allocated to the court immediately doubled. He made up all the servants and servants in the farm, but there was still a lot of free time. The owner of his own farm has always been nostalgic, and the extra free time will definitely be recommended by the servants at home. At that time, everyone will get a lot of benefits, not only will they have a bright face in front of relatives and friends.

A good mood has always been infecting each other. When Zhang Qian felt the joy from the bottom of his heart, he also relaxed greatly. He decisively put everything in his mind aside and waved to everyone with a smile, "Happy together, happy together! Ren Quan, give everyone a happy money, each person will be slapped, no matter how many men and women are. Everyone's salary this month will be doubled, no matter how many men and women are."

"Thank you, the owner of the house!"

"The master of Zhuang [.Feed qugexx.Feed z] is wise!"

"Young man is promoted step by step!"

...

The cheers were like thunder, and soon the entire Zhuangzi was submerged in the ocean of happiness.

Zhang Qian listened and was in a better mood, and he also took a much easier step towards the study.

No matter what the future is, at least he won the battle with the monk. He also benefited a lot from it. He was promoted to the title, and his two junior brothers were promoted one level, from the eighth-rank chief clerk to the seventh-rank chief supervisor. According to the hint of the old eunuch Gao Yanfulin before getting on the carriage, there was still a big vacancy in the works organization, and he was also his own spoils, waiting for him to install his own private place!

'The rules of the Tang Dynasty are too careless for the winners of the struggle! But Zhang likes it!' He muttered a few words in his heart. He jumped over the threshold and locked himself in the study, isolated from the noise and festive atmosphere outside, and then punched his fists hard in the air.

Since he was a fourth-rank secretary, he was still a leisurely official, but he was one step closer to the core of power in the Tang Dynasty and one step closer to his life goals.

Princess Jincheng was promised to be a little Tubo Zamp in April this year. At that time, the two countries agreed to send their relatives to Tubo in three years. After careful calculation, she had two years and four months to overthrow the marriage.

"It must be!" Zhang Qian waved his fists a few more forcefully at the air, and he was full of confidence.

If you can succeed, what you change may not be Yang Qingqing's fate alone. You can even change the fate of everyone in that gang team.

In Zhang Qian's limited historical knowledge, no matter how historians in another time and space were promoted, the marriage was a failure. The second year after the princess entered Tibet, the Tubo soldiers and horses came down to the plateau. Since then, wars continued between the two sides. Every time Tubo lost, he would write to the Emperor of Tang in the name of Princess Jincheng, asking for forgiveness. After a little breath, he would "invade as usual" again!

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" Ren Cong's call came soon outside the door, interrupting Zhang Qian's thoughts again.

"The door is open, come in by yourself!" Zhang Qian walked quickly to the desk, and from a large pile of scrolls, he took out the periodic table of elements that were temporarily copied last night.

It's time to add some homework to Fatty and Guo Nu, so that they can always disturb themselves if they have nothing to do. Let them memorize the periodic table of elements first, and then guide them to distinguish oxygen from other gases in nature, so that they can be quiet for a while.

"Senior brother, Cui Xi, Minister of Rites, came to congratulate him. The car had arrived at the gate of the yard." Little fat man Ren Cong, who knew that his senior brother was secretly planning to give him a lesson. He pushed the door in with excitement and reported with a smile: "He was from the Cui family in Qinghe, and his current position is slightly higher than that of his senior brother. The second senior brother was afraid that he would not be able to report it, so he was slow to treat him. So he ordered someone to open the main door to welcome guests. The senior brother was inconvenient, so he just waited before going to the main hall."

"Cheng Shi, Minister of Rites?" Zhang Qian was stunned for a moment, and a handsome man in his forties flashed in front of him, and a little confused appeared on his face.

Cui Xi was the direct descendant of the Cui family in Qinghe. His grandfather was the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty. His father was the Minister of Revenue in the Tang Dynasty. He was also the Minister of Rites. He was a good leader and had a bright future. He was a member of the affairs officer of the Nine Temples and Five Supervisors like Zhang Qian, who were completely different from the officials of the Nine Temples and Five Supervisors. I wonder if I came to congratulate him this time, and what was the plan?

However, soon, Zhang Qian was no longer confused.

Cui Shi, the Minister of Rites, is handsome and does things neatly. After being welcomed into the main hall, he exchanged a few greetings, then casually asked about Zhang Qian's wound recovery, and then took the initiative to explain his purpose.

"Don't blame me for being abrupt. My Qinghe Cui family seems to be glorious on the surface, but in fact, I am a huge family, and often fail to make ends meet due to the huge burden of the family. Therefore, after hearing about the reconstruction of the Liushen workshop of the Shaojian family, a few unsatisfactory juniors in the family wanted to ask me if they can participate in the company? Don't ask for more, but at least you can make a new investment in the family in the future."
Chapter completed!