Chapter 25 Utilization

While Xue Chongxun communicated with Murong, Tuyuhun, and contacted Chang'an, he not only submitted memorials through official channels, but also contacted Zhang Shuo, the Minister of War, and asked him to support him.

As Xue Chongxun’s political alliance, he will definitely support this matter, just as Xue Chongxun supported him to become the military service reform of the Long March athlete.

The ministers in the court knew the reasons for the great victory in Longyou. If they wanted to do the first merit, they would not be able to make the marching commander Cheng Qianli, so they had to be counted on Zhang Shuo.

If the Ministry of War had not been reorganized and used by the military as the military, how could there be more than 100,000 troops in Longyou compete with the barbarian coalition?

If there is no reform and the fight really starts, we can only transfer troops from Hexi, Longyou, Guannei and other places to get together to resist. The defense is still insufficient, let alone external expansion.

The Long March, at least now, is only beneficial but not harmful, and no harm can be seen at the moment.

When the country is in a trend of prosperity, the monarch and ministers will naturally not forget the contributions Zhang said.

Princess Taiping was in a good mood and also valued Zhang more and more.

At that time, the left prime minister Lu prime minister was indifferent and uncontested, which gave the right prime minister the opportunity to make progress.

Under this situation, as long as Xue Chongxun can come up with the regulations that everyone can accept, it will not be difficult to get the support of the central government.The country and the world are just like that.

Xue Chongxun contacted her internal and external contacts so much that the transportation was not very convenient at this time. After a few rounds and backs, it was almost time to close.

The New Year is also called the Spring Festival in later generations, which is the solar term for spring. However, this place in Shanzhou still does not have the flavor of spring for a long time, and the winter is booming.

However, New Year's goods were shipped from all over the place, and the red lanterns on the long street were gradually hung. The preparations before the New Year made the city more lively.

Because of the end of the year, officials and people no longer nest in the cave like the hibernating snake, and there is a lot of popularity outside.

Yu Wenxiao has been busy scrambling people to clean up the house next to the state yamen and is going to establish an intelligence bureau.

Originally, it was a warehouse for ceremonials, chariots, horses, and other things, which was not suitable for living and office work, but Yuwen Xiaozheng took a fancy to the airtight and strong anti-theft houses inside, and said that it was a place for inquiring about information and needed to store many files that were inconvenient to be disclosed. The warehouse just happened to be suitable, although it was really not comfortable to work here.

Xue Chongxun thought about the CIA Federal Intelligence Agency in later movies. It seems that it is indeed mysterious, with advanced machines that scan pupils in and out...

One word fashionable.

The news agency should indeed be more strict. Xue Chongxun immediately agreed to ask someone to move the ceremonial things in the warehouse to the prefecture government office, free up space and allocate funds, so that he can make trouble.

There is a big house next to the Zanzheng Pavilion in the lobby, and there are also some corridors outside the signing room, so it’s okay to move some things in.

The roofs on the ground were covered with white snow. As soon as Xue Chongxun came back from Zhang Wulang, the Jiannan Army garrison, walked to the gate of the yamen, he saw Yu Wenxiao at the gate next to him, and there were many servants carrying things in and out at the door.

Originally, they were just doing routine things and there was nothing to watch, but Xue Chongxun was attracted by the scene on the snow.

I saw Yu Wenxiao wearing a long robe, with fine snowflakes on his beard, holding a booklet in his hand, looking at those things and the booklet in his hand.

The eaves of the dovetail, the ancients, the lines are full of ancient meanings...

But there were three words written on the sign hanging at the door, and Xue Chongxun couldn't help but laugh.

The little clerk beside Yuwen Xiao pointed at the front of the prefecture yamen. He turned around and saw Xue Chongxun's carriage. He immediately handed the booklet in his hand to the clerk and walked towards him.

Seeing Yu Wenxiao holding his fists and greeting, Xue Chongxun said: It’s so cold outside, just leave these trivial matters to the people below. Don’t be frozen by Duke Yuwen. The weather in Longyou is colder than Chang'an.

My bones are still tough, it doesn't matter.Yuwen Xiao smiled.

Xue Chongxun said: After a while, we will sign the house after we finish our work. Let’s play chess.

After saying that, he drove back to the yamen.

It was still the time when the time was paid. Wang Changling, the Changshi, was looking at the files sent from the place in the signing room, as well as the communications from the hair, etc.

Xue Chongxun basically didn't read those boring documents, but he always saw Wang Changling reading them with relish, and now he admired them.

When Wang Changling saw Xue Chongxun come back, he took a piece of paper with small words on the table: The memorial written by the lord yesterday was presented. After I sorted out and polished it, it has become an article, but the lord needs to copy it by himself before the lord can be sealed and memorized.

When Xue Chongxun saw the catchy ancient Chinese, he immediately praised: If I write this, my colleagues in the court might think that my knowledge has made great progress, haha.

Wang Changling bowed and said: The lord is too proud. The memorials are not something to show off your knowledge. You just need to write the contents clearly and pay attention to avoiding taboos.

Xue Chongxun nodded and said yes, without the assistance of his young master, it would be difficult for me to write a memorial.

Wang Changling suddenly remembered something and suddenly said: When Zishou (Zhang Jiuling) wrote the Three Rivers Fu last year, the lord's article was not too much for the Three Rivers. His fame in the officialdom could be as famous as it was. Could it be that it was written by others?

Xue Chongxun said ashamed: The lucky messenger Liu An wrote, but the content was taught orally by me.

Wang Changling smiled and nodded: It's not bad as expected.

Xue Chongxun touched his forehead and then unfolded an article written by the great writer.As soon as he picked up the brush, he saw Bai Qimei coming to pester him again, so he pointed to the inkstone on the desk and said: It's just right, grinding ink.

Bai Qimei suddenly raised her mouth and touched her jade hands and said: Are these hands used to grind ink?

Wang Changling said on the side: If you have more ink and a fragrance of calligraphy, you may understand some etiquette.

Bai Qimei cursed angrily: Old boy!

Xue Chongxun was not careful and laughed: Shao Bo’s advice is worth a thousand yuan, not everyone can ask. I think you’d better accept advice humbly.

Bai Qimei looked extremely reluctant, but she skillfully picked up the inkstone and added water.

The brush was already stained with grinding, but it was dry. When Xue Chongxun saw her picking up water, she reached out and dipped it in some water, and copied it up in a schema.

At this moment, he had an illusion, as if he could copy homework when studying, and couldn't help but grin.

What are you smirking?This article is interesting?Bai Qimei asked curiously while working on the inkstone.

Xue Chongxun pretended to shake his head and continued to copy it seriously. When he glanced up, he saw Bai Qimei staring at her blankly. She seemed to have not expected to be discovered suddenly, and her face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Xue Chongxun couldn't help but smile again: Interesting... Ha, it's a bit interesting.

Wang Changling looked up and asked: Do you think the official document is interesting?

Xue Chongxun was stunned and hurriedly said, "Well, the young man is so elegant that I can just copy it and smell it.After hearing this, Bai Qimei couldn't help but sneer and hurriedly covered her mouth with her sleeves.

At this moment, Yu Wenxiao came in with two porcelain jars containing chess pieces. While looking at Bai Qimei, he smiled and said: I'm a coincidence. Xue Lang has something to do to be busy with?

Copy it soon.Xue Chongxun pointed to the short desk under the window and said, "Duke Yuwen took a moment... someone came to see the tea."

Yu Wenxiao bowed to Wang Changling again, turned around and sat cross-legged on the cushion, and talked: I have to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting when I was young. I was busy with my livelihood in my early years and didn’t have the chance to dab too much. The chess technique was really too wild.

Xue Chongxun said without raising his head: It just so happens that I am a normal person, so let’s be the match for the game…

Qimei is quite talented in the music of painting.Yuwen filial piety.

oh?Xue Chongxun looked at Bai Qimei in surprise. What Mr. Yuwen said is actually?

She raised her mouth and said: I wrote a song in Shangqing last time. Didn’t the eunuch with you agree?If you don’t believe me, what can I do?... Don’t look at me grinding ink here, you can catch the pen and the knife in a good manner. Your two ghost drawing talismans are not as good as me, hum!

I really can't see it.Xue Chongxun couldn't help but look at her more.

After a while, Xue Chongxun copied the article of hundreds of words, put the brush down, walked to the opposite Yu Wenxiao and sat down, grabbed a porcelain jar, and said, "Hey, I'm a black boy, you're welcome first."

Yuwen Xiao said in surprise: When will the rules become black men first?

Xue Chongxun slapped his forehead and remembered it wrongly.Bai Qimei giggled and bent: It turns out that she is very deserted and has a good reputation.

Yu Wenxiao picked up a particle with two fingers and put it on the chessboard with a smile. Xue Lang was copying the memorial. Is it about Tuyuhun?

That's right, I guess Cheng Qianli is waiting to see how I end up. Let's let him see how to play this chess.

Xue Chongxun said calmly, but he was so worried about Shu that he was flying...

There are routines at the beginning of this thing, and the more you eat, the faster you try. Anyway, you have to take one step at a time, and there is nothing to think about.

Wang Changling said: It is not troublesome to submit the article proposed by the lord to be recognized by the court. After all, Mr. Zhang will definitely help, but the "dispute between China and the barbarians" caused by this is troublesome.

Xue Chongxun has naturally heard of this thing and is mentally prepared.

Originally, according to the distinction between the Zhou rituals, there are differences between the four barbarians. Most of the theories that are agreed upon are clothing and etiquette. No matter what ethnic group you are, as long as you wear Hanfu to adapt to the customs of the Han people, you can be called Hua and Xia people. The so-called national etiquette is called Xia, and the beauty of the clothes and seals is called Hua. However, there were tens of thousands of foreigners living in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, and many people who looked completely barbarians also wore Hanfu and were full of words. Is this considered the descendants of Yan and Huang?

So there is also a theory of bloodline.

Another issue that extends from this is the attitude towards the Four Barbarians, that is, ethnic policy.The Tang Dynasty had a set of ethnic policies that had already formed a system, but there were also many opponents.

Wang Changling said: For thousands of years, the land of Jiuzhou has integrated countless bloodlines. It is nonsense to divide the Chinese and foreigners by bloodlines. It is just a matter of saying that Emperor Wu of Han pacified the Huns, and there were more than tens of thousands of Huns who moved inwardly. Now the Huns no longer exist. Who can tell who is the Han people and who is the Huns?But there are always people who, because of their different political views, have to write all kinds of mystery to support them.As Lu Xianggong said, there is nothing wrong in the world and people disturb him!

At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in Xue Chongxun's eyes: How to distinguish between Chinese and foreigners? Others can use it, why can't I?

Wang Changling pondered: The lord means...