Royal Road

"Lord, are you going to Jinyang?" Yi Yan strode into the room with steaming sweat. Obviously he rushed when he heard the news, and he didn't even wipe off the sweat on his body.

Liang Feng sat at the desk in his spare time and dialed the Yaoqin on the desk. The sound of the piano is not a song, but it seems to be answering Yiyan's question.

"Lord!" Yi Yan couldn't help taking a step forward. "You are not healed from a serious illness, so it is not suitable to travel!"

"It's just a bullock cart for a few days, it won't matter." Liang Feng smiled.

"But Jinyang just got the disease. If the lord..." Yi Yan closed his mouth abruptly, fearing that he would be uncontrollable and accidentally cause bad luck.

"It is precisely because the Jinyang epidemic has retreated that I have to go there." Liang Feng finally said earnestly after hearing Yi Yan's anxiety, "The prevention and control of the epidemic is inseparable from the Buddha's dream. Whether it is Wang Zhongzheng or Huai'en Temple, they all contribute to the flames. It would be a pity if you missed the Fa conference."

These days, I don’t know if the defeat of Qingyang Village triggered a chain reaction, and some refugees have successively invested in Liang Mansion. For these poor people who were about to lose their shape from hunger, Liang Feng naturally saw one by one, and a lot of new isolation sheds were added. As long as they were relieved, they would put into production. There is a severe shortage of people in the mansion now, and the army is not more than half of the ranks, and the Sifang is expanding. If you don't add more farmers, I'm afraid you will not be able to sustain it.

However, the absorption of refugees has also brought greater food pressure. Zhou Kan is in a state of desperation these days, holding a budget book every day to find people, no matter how he calculates that the current grain storage will not last until the autumn harvest. Although Jiang Ni worked hard to sell coarse porcelain for money, the price of food soared day by day, which still made Liang Feng feel stretched. It is imperative to go to Jinyang to buy grain, but the biggest problem still cannot be solved. Liang's Mansion is really poor!

With the 100,000 yuan left on hand, if you buy food at the current market price, you will simply throw the money into the water. Even if Liang Feng had no economic acumen, he would not do such a stupid thing. The new paper in the paper workshop and the new porcelain in the pottery workshop are now unknown. If they are sold casually, the food they can exchange is quite limited. For this matter, Liang Feng has been thinking about it for quite some time. He was still considering how to follow Wang Wen's route. Now he suddenly heard the news of the Fa conference, how could he not let him move around!

This Fa conference has been used well, it is simply a natural large-scale advertising conference! If you don't take this opportunity to promote the products of the mansion, you will miss such a good opportunity. Liang Feng has never studied economics, but he has indeed seen many MLM cases and knows that herd mentality is more expensive than a serious business. Anyway, those attending the Fa conference are all rich and powerful people from Jinyang. Who wouldn't knock on them?

When I turned back to the Fa conference, I showed my face and brushed the force on it, so that I could ask the price everywhere. However, these secret thoughts, Liang Feng will not tell anyone, just make a fortune in a muffled voice.

Unexpectedly, the Lord's mind was so determined, Yi Yan couldn't help being speechless for a while. Liang Feng smiled and said: "Speaking of which, you will be indispensable for this trip to Jinyang. You have to practice the part in the past few days, and then go on the road with me. When you return, it is estimated that you will have to transport a lot of grain. If you get robbed, you will lose a lot..."

"Who would dare to rob, I will not keep the pieces they killed!" Yi Yan replied immediately.

"Well, but you still have to be careful. After all, traveling far, not better than home." Liang Feng stretched out his hand and fiddled with the strings, and suddenly said, "You turn around and let me see."

Yi Yan: "?"

Although it felt a little inexplicable, Yi Yan still turned around obediently. In summer drills, the soldiers are dressed in two-piece dresses improved by Liang Feng, with short tops and trousers on the bottom, which are cool and showy. Looking at those long, straight and strong legs, Liang Feng couldn't help but sighed and asked: "When did you start learning to ride a horse?"

"Seven years old..." Yi Yan still didn't know why, but the lord's gaze still made his throat tighten.

"It seems to be okay." Liang Feng muttered in a low voice, then turned the subject, "Okay, it's still bright, you should practice calligraphy first, and I will play the piano for a while."

Now this sick young child can't do anything in his body, and the days are horribly idle. So after getting better, Liang Feng found some hobbies that fit his identity. Such as playing piano and chess. He had never learned Qin in his previous life. He played the guitar for a while just to pick up girls. Fortunately, he has a very good voice, and with the memory left by this shell, he can barely play. Playing chess is more distressing. One is that the Go rules at this time are different from those of later generations, and the other is that there is no suitable player around him. The way of chess is quite reflective of human nature. As a sickly family member, it is not good for him to be murderous on the chessboard and eat the dragon.

That's why Liang Feng is more inclined to practice against the lyre. Go, just occasionally put out the game score.

After being manipulated like this, Yi Yan had completely forgotten the original intention of coming in before, obediently kneeled and sat down, and dragged out a wooden box from the case. The box is full of fine sand, and there is a small branch next to it, which is used to draw sand and learn Chinese characters. He couldn't bear to use those white and expensive papers, so the lord thought of a way and got him a sandbox.

Carefully took out a piece of calligraphy paper from the lid of the box, and Yi Yan copied the beautiful handwriting on it. The brushwork was a bit skewed, but he was more serious than practicing during the day. After a while, there was another melodious piano sound in his ears, Yi Yan's hand holding the tree branch paused, but didn't stop. He doesn't know the rhythm, but no matter what the lord plays, he can be heartfelt happy. If one day, he could also understand the sound of the piano and recognize the script, would the lord look at his eyes, would he be more pleased?

This thought flashed in his mind, and it was erased by Yi Yanqiang. Concentrated, he continued to hold the branch and traced it stroke by stroke.

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"Did Zixi reply? Bring me to see!" Unexpectedly, the messenger came back so quickly, Wang Wen immediately waved and asked the maidservant to submit the letter.

However, when he got the letter paper, he couldn't help but let out a soft hey. This is not the Zuo uncle paper used by the family, but a delicate paper with a slight redness and a lotus pattern on the footer. Wang Wen is a true disciple of Guanyue, and he has used countless famous papers, but there has never been such an elegant paper, coupled with Liang Zixi's good handwriting, it is simply admirable!

After playing with it for a while, Wang Wen calmed down and looked at the contents. This letter is still Liang Feng's consistent style, simple and straightforward, and refreshing to read. Liang Zixi did not accept Wang Wen's praise and Jinyang's efforts to prevent the epidemic. Instead, he greatly praised the efforts of Jiang Da and others, and Wang Zhongzheng's kindness. When he heard that the Huai'en Temple was about to hold the puja, he also had no intention of rejecting it. He bluntly said that he would personally go to Jinyang to pray for the people who died in the epidemic. At the same time, he thanked Huai'en Temple for its contribution to the prevention and control of the epidemic. contribution.

In a short letter, there is no words to claim credit for yourself. Instead, it puts credit on others everywhere. Thinking of his fate a few months ago, Wang Wen was even more moved. However, when he saw the last line of the letter, he couldn't help but yell again. The letter said that in order to write the scriptures, the Liang Mansion specially produced a new type of paper in the past few months, and the servants brought some and sent it to the palace.

"Is there a servant from Liang Mansion this time?" Wang Wen raised his head and asked.

"There is one person."

"Hurry up and call him in!" Wang Wen said immediately.

Since entering the palace, Jiang Ni has been in panic. This is the first time he has met such a high-level student, let alone shouldering the command of the host, for fear that an impropriety will ruin the major event of the host.

Unexpectedly, there will be a pass from inside. Following a servant, Jiang Ni walked to the inner courtyard tremblingly. This mansion is much larger than Liang Mansion. I don’t know how long it took before I came to the main hall. I saw a beautifully dressed man with a long beard and asked: "Are you the messenger from Liang Mansion? What Zixi said is new. Where's the paper?"

"It's the little one! The host asked the little one to send the Tibetan scripture paper here." Jiang Ni quickly took off the large wooden box he was carrying, and presented it with both hands.

The weight of the wooden box was not light, and the two maids carefully placed the box in front of Wang Wen. Wang Wen opened the lid of the box, took out a piece of it, just touched it, and could not help sighing: "It is really good paper! The color of the paper is warm, the tentacles are soft, and the paper is slightly thicker than ordinary paper. It is used to copy scriptures. Not bad. I didn’t expect Zixi to be so careful and able to make Tibetan scripture paper...Hey, there is also a lotus mark here!"

In the lower right corner of the paper, there really is a lotus dark pattern. I have only heard of embroidered patterns on clothes. How are patterns printed on paper? Wang Wen really couldn't understand. However, this kind of imprint adds a Buddhist rhyme to the Tibetan scripture paper, which is even more admirable. There are more than a thousand of such a large box, it is hard for Liang Zixi to be so interested.

"By the way, where are these papers? Are they also new papers from Liang Mansion?" Wang Wen couldn't help but curiously asked.

"Yes. This paper is called peach blossom paper, and there is also a kind of jade paper, both of which are used for letters. However, it is still in trial production, and the host said that it is difficult to take it out to give it to someone." Before coming, the host explained the paper. , I didn't expect this Wang Zhongzheng to really ask, Jiang Ni suddenly felt that there was a spectrum in his heart.

"It's hard to work hard for Zixi." Wang Wen sighed, "By the way, Zixi never mentioned in the letter, how is he now?"

"Lord Lang's health is still a bit poor, but he said that the Fa conference is important, and Wang Zhongzheng's painstaking efforts must not be disappointed."

"Zixi is really affectionate." Wang Wen didn't have any doubts, and sighed again and again, "When Zixi arrives in Jinyang, you must inform me in advance. You should also take care of your family master, Mo Let him hurt his body."

"Little understands." Jiang Ni obediently replied.

After just a few words, the anxiety in his heart has long since disappeared. Seeing the posture of heaven and human being accustomed to the landlord, and being severely rectified twice, Jiang Ni is indeed a little afraid of these high-level children, but Wang Zhongzheng in front of him does not have that kind of compelling momentum, and what he said is even more true. As expected by the host.

With support from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Ni's performance became more calm. Wang Wen has encountered too many vulgar people who behaved at a loss when meeting noble people, so that he can move forward and retreat freely, but let him take a high look. Worthy of being a servant from Liang Mansion. After a few faint questions, he made Jiang Ni retreat.

After leaving the main hall, Jiang Nizheng thought about the action secretly, and the servant who had been leading the way suddenly asked in a low voice: "This is from Liang Langjun's mansion?"

This is a bit rude. Jiang Ni was stunned for a moment before repliing: "Exactly."

The servant whispered: "Blessed by the Buddha, thanks to Liang Langjun, let the mansion avoid the epidemic. If Liang Langjun comes to the mansion, the younger ones will certainly serve well."

Jiang Ni blinked and coughed slightly, "Thank you."

This kind of special treatment is really more than one case. The servants I saw afterwards, as long as they heard that Jiang Ni was from the Liang Mansion, they would be happy and kind and took good care of him. Many people also asked in private, wondering if they could give them some commonly used objects in the Liang Mansion to protect their bodies and pray for blessings. Jiang Ni never knew that ordinary objects had this effect! However, with the performance of a servant of the palace, he gradually became confident in his heart. It seems that this task is not too difficult.

The author has something to say:

Taoism is different from what most people think, its original ecology is quite sturdy. Everyone should have heard of the Yellow Turban Uprising, right? This is basically caused by the primitive form of Taoism, the Taiping Dao. The great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao led the believers in revolution. All the famous forces of the Three Kingdoms were fought with the Yellow Turban Army. Later, the Yellow Turban was suppressed, but it did not perish. Even Boss Cao has been thinking about his reorganization of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army all day long. It's really the rhythm of being beaten back every minute by accident.

In the Jin Dynasty, the upper echelons liked Taoism and advocated talk. However, Taoism is still not a vegetarian. The Taiping Tao has fallen and there is also the Five Dou Mi Tao, which later became the Tianshi Tao. In Wuhu Sixteen Kingdoms, Chenghan in Sichuan is said to have the support of Wudou Mijiao. Not to mention the north, the southern five buckets of rice roads are even more rampant. In the last years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Sun En, the leader of Tianshi Taoism, once again caused a peasant uprising, and hundreds of thousands of believers sounded the death knell for the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

It is precisely because Taoism's fighting power is too sturdy that later dynasties courts strictly controlled him and introduced the Buddhist Chamber to resist. Domesticated from generation to generation, Taoism in today's religious sense has emerged.

And the scariest thing about Taoism in this era is that all Taoist classics except Lao Zhuang were written by later generations. What if you can recite a great induction chapter? People can write a few books every minute. If you want to pull your face down and hug Taoism's thighs, people are divided into factions and inheritance within the family. Without wealth, they can't use it. I have gotten all the relevant cards through the levels, and it is also the rhythm of leading the peasants' uprising... What people worry about worshipping Buddhism and restraining Tao is really too far. Any sensible feudal dynasty must suppress religion, no matter what religion it is, because religion itself is the greatest challenge to the power of heaven.

This book is pretty good, but I hope he has a little realistic foundation, so I will try to find all kinds of information, and I want to make the story cooler on a logical basis. But in the final analysis, these things happened to Liang Shao. He didn't load Baidu, didn't read Jin History, but stumbled, and even went with the crowd in that era. He will make mistakes, there will be many unexpected and absurd things, but he lives in this story. All the authors have something to say, but it's just the remnants of the information I searched. If you don't read these, the story will still not be affected. I still hope you can find more fun in the article itself.