There were naturally no refrigerators in ancient times, but placing them in cellars or caves could achieve the same effect.

After the rock sugar is melted in oil, add rice puffs and walnut kernels and stir well. Scoop them out and put them into a wooden plate to compact them. Sprinkle sesame seeds on them while they are still hot. After they cool and set, use a kitchen knife to cut them into small pieces. The rice puff candy is ready.

After the Chinese New Year, Luo Xiaomei's belly became bigger and bigger. She was always hungry every day but could not eat. Wang Zheng had to prepare all kinds of food so that she could have more choices.

After the summer, Luo Xiaomei gave birth to a son smoothly. Wang Zheng named him Ping An. The birth of his eldest son calmed Wang Zheng's passion, and from then on Wang Zheng lost interest in returning to Chang'an.

As for saving people from suffering, let Goddess Guanyin do it.

The next year, Dong Luo's younger sister gave birth to another daughter. Because a rare winter moon appeared that night, Wang Zheng named his daughter Yuehua.

When Yuehua was three years old, the potted lychees grafted by Wang Zheng blossomed and bore fruit. Although there were not many fruits, after being transported to Chang'an, each pot was worth ten thousand coins.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the float still didn't move, Xiao Yuehua asked Wang Zheng with a bitter face: "Daddy, why don't we go fishing in the fish pond?"

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This made everyone in the room feel ashamed, but the more this happened, the more difficult it would be for Wang Zheng to return to Chang'an, because no one wanted him to go back.

If I hadn't designed for you to come to Shu and destroyed your salt and iron business in advance, not only would you, an old man, have already been buried in the grave, but the Changsun family would have been in great decline.

"truth?"

Boy, this is your chance. As long as you submit a petition expressing your willingness to solve the Tubo issue once and for all, I guarantee that no one in the world can stop you from returning to Chang'an, not even His Majesty."

All the officials in the court were also unwilling to see Wang Zheng return to Chang'an. The current comparison was already unbearable for them. If they continued to work together, they might really have no way out.

Wang Pingan shook his head like a little adult and said, "Because the fish in the pond belong to us, there is no point in fishing for our own fish."

Your Majesty has appointed the Governor of Liang Province, Zheng Rentai, as the Chief Commander of the Qinghai Road Army, and has led the Right Guard General Duhu Qingyun, Xin Wenling and others to garrison in Liang and Shan provinces to prepare for the Tubo.

"That's meaningless. You should know what I mean, right?"

Wang Yuehua was also holding a small fishing rod. Her pair of fair and delicate feet were swaying gently in the stream, and she looked at the float in the water with an impatient expression.

Then Wang Zheng said to his daughter: "We are just here to have fun. It doesn't matter whether there are fish or not."

"Last month, Tubo attacked Turpan, and Tuyuhun Khan Hebo and Princess Honghua led thousands of tents to abandon their country and flee to Liangzhou, requesting to move to the interior.

"The truth."

Seeing that his son's float was nodding, Wang Zheng reminded him, "Ping An, there's a fish."

"But crabs don't taste good, and you can't bite them."

"Daddy, are you unhappy?"

Chang Sun Wuji's face was filled with emotion. There were hundreds of farms on both sides of the Yu River, with nearly 10 million people, over 1 million households, and countless fertile fields and workshops. The money and grain they paid last year actually exceeded half of the tax revenue of the entire Tang Dynasty.

"Okay, let's tell you a story about the three little pigs. So, ~."

"It's a small place. You are the only one in the world who is qualified to call the richest farm in the Tang Dynasty a small place."

"How can the Duke have the leisure to come to my little place?"

"Your parents and relatives are all in Chang'an, don't you want to go back and accompany them? You have more than 100,000 disciples, don't you want to find a way out for them?"

"Is our chief steward lamenting his frustration?"

After listening to the story, Xiao Yuehua was happy for a while, but then she said she was sleepy and wanted to sleep, so Wang Zheng had to hold her in his arms.

Xiao Yuehua pouted, looking unhappy, "But the fish here are not easy to catch. I want to go to the river to catch crabs. That's more fun."

"My parents and relatives have enough food and drink, and they are free from illness and disaster. What does it matter whether they see me or not? My disciples and followers are there. They have nothing to do. What else do they want to do?"

Wang Zheng turned around and saw Changsun Wuji standing happily behind him, with Li Si accompanying him.

By the stream, Wang Ping'an imitated Wang Zheng and sat cross-legged on a large pebble, holding a small fishing rod in his hand, his eyes fixed on the float on the water.

The emperor and empress wanted him to stay here and continue to make money for them, because Wang Zheng was the only one who didn't care about money and wouldn't embezzle their coins. They wouldn't feel at ease if they sent anyone else over.

Wang Zheng smiled bitterly, patted Xiao Yuehua in his arms gently, sighed and said: "Returning to Chang'an became a certain family's obsession earlier, but since Ping An was born, the idea has faded.

"For many years, I have been sleeping in the wind and snow. I have breakfast with the tiger. I carry the fishing line of the old man and ask the sleeping dragon how much money he has. It has been raining heavily in Shu. ~"

"Go back to Chang'an, go back to Chang'an."

Touching his son's short hair, Wang Zheng shook his head and said, "Dad is naturally happy that he is like that, but he just feels a little sad."

Until Xiao Yuehua's arrival, it doesn't matter to me whether I return to Chang'an or not. Living in Shu is actually quite good."

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, daddy will sing a song for you."

Xiao Yuehua stretched out her white and tender little fingers, gestured a little, and said proudly: "Small, small ones can only be bitten by me."

Xiao Yuehua pouted and said, "But it's not fun here at all. It would be better if Daddy told me a story."

"The grace comes from above. How to employ people is your majesty's business. If one day your majesty feels that these people in the imperial farm can be used, you will naturally employ them. If your majesty feels that these people cannot be employed, it will be useless for me to beg.

This is just like simplified Chinese characters. Even though simplified Chinese characters are now fully mature, the officials in the court think that simplified Chinese characters lack strokes and are inappropriate. Even if simplified Chinese characters are more convenient and quick, they will not use them. "

Simplified Chinese characters are Wang Zheng's stepping stone. When simplified Chinese characters go beyond Shuzhong, Wang Zheng will also be able to go beyond Shuzhong. When simplified Chinese characters enter the imperial court, Wang Zheng will naturally be able to gain a foothold in the court.

In Chang'an, in the Daming Palace, Li Zhi is now having a headache, not knowing whether he should release Wang Zheng.

The farms in Shu have become too big to be removed. It would be a lie to say that the emperor is not worried if Wang Zheng continues to stay in Shu. However, there is no good successor for Wang Zheng if he is transferred back to Chang'an. Moreover, Li Zhi does not know what to do with Wang Zheng after he returns to Chang'an.