Chapter 262 Squat on the table

County annals are neither a fish scale book nor a yellow book.

In Yang Jinshui's impression, county annals are books that record the history, geography, customs, characters, culture, education, and products of a county, which are things that scholars create when they have nothing to do.

But when he looked through it and found the contents about history, geography, household registration, tribute, etc., he only felt that Tongzhou in June was colder than in December.

"Bang!" He smashed the county annals on the table and shouted sharply: "Who compiled this county annals? Who told them to compile it this way?!"

A middle-aged scholar stood up and said, "In reply to your words, the county annals were set by Prime Minister Li of Anyi during the Tang Dynasty. Most of the county annals compiled in later generations were compiled with reference to Prime Minister Li's "Yuanhe County Annals"."

"In most cases, the county annals were compiled by the county magistrate, with the local scholars as a supplement."

After hearing this, Yang Jinshui suddenly panicked and paced back and forth in the room.

He believed that his arrangements were flawless, that he and the magistrate of Tongzhou were on the same side of the same coin, that all his people were his, both inside and outside the imperial farm, and that every bit of grain produced each year could be traced.

But I didn’t expect that Ou Zanghua discovered the problem after only one visit.

"How would he handle it? What would I do if I were him?" Yang Jinshui forced himself to calm down and put himself in Ou Zanghua's perspective.

A young official who holds the posts of Minister of the Ministry of Rites and Right Vice Minister, both of which are positions where appearance is more important than substance, must be short of money.

So what does he do when he sees so much wealth?
Moreover, Ou Zanghua has been collecting county annals for several days, but there has been no response from the capital. Could it be that they are waiting for him?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Yang Jinshui pondered for a while and remembered that Ou Zanghua was a disciple of Hengshan. As a martial artist, he should be very interested in martial arts secrets.

"nineteen,"

"Godfather, your son is here." A man with a strong body, thick eyebrows and bright eyes walked out and bowed.

Yang Jinshui walked to the bookshelf, hesitated for a while, pulled out a book with a yellowed cover, handed it to Nineteen and said, "Send this to the Ou Mansion in the capital, and tell Lord Ou that I have two more copies here, waiting for him to come over and appreciate them together."

“Yes, godfather.” Nineteen responded, stuffed the books into his arms, flew out of the Weiyang Palace and ran towards the capital.

Yang Jinshui returned to his chair and tapped the table to think. If Ou Zanghua were to be added, the thousand hectares of land might not be enough.
Tongzhou Jinghai Wuqing
Which county is more suitable?

By the way, it seems that Qian Ning is in a very powerful position today, and he seems to be able to copy Liu Jin. Do you want to follow his path?
On the second day, when Ou Zanghua returned to the Ou Mansion after the court session, Hua An came forward and reported on the various events that had occurred in the mansion today:

"There was a stranger from Tongzhou, who said he was from the Imperial Manor. He brought a book with him. I checked the appearance of the book and found no traps, so I put it in the master's study. In addition, he brought a message."

"Tongzhou. What are you talking about?" Ou Zanghua walked straight into the dressing room without stopping. Two maids came forward, pulled off his official uniform and changed him into a refreshing Taoist robe.

"There are two similar books at Eunuch Yang's place, waiting for you to appreciate them together," Hua An immediately conveyed.

Ou Zanghua walked into the study and saw the book Hua An mentioned. He picked it up and opened it. He found that it was a copy of stone tablets and calligraphy. He read the contents again:
Light and elegant, leisurely and refined
Make light of heavy things, be carefree and relaxed

Sixty-four hexagrams, Qiankun is invincible.
There are a lot of words in the middle, which have become blurred due to age.

"Six-Sun Palm of Heaven? Six-Yang Palm of Tianshan?!" Ou Zanghua was shocked. How did this thing spread from Lingjiu Palace to the capital?

According to the description in the novel, Piaomiao Peak is located in Tianshan Mountain, west of the capital of Xixia State, more than 2,000 miles away from the capital! He flipped through it again and found a clue on the last page. He could vaguely make out a few words:
Hongwu III. Feng Guosheng defeated the Har tribe outside the city
"The third year of Hongwu. So that's it!" Ou Zanghua immediately understood.

On the third day of the first lunar month in the third year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang appointed Xu Da as the general of conquering the enemy, Li Wenzhong as the left deputy general, Deng Yu as Li Wenzhong's deputy general, governor Feng Sheng as the right deputy general, and Tang He as Feng Sheng's deputy general, and sent troops to attack the Northern Yuan Dynasty, officially starting the prelude to the first Northern Expedition.

Xu Da was worthy of being a famous general. He led his army with great momentum, attacked Qingyang, and successively captured Anding, Huizhou, Jingning, Longde and other places.

Of course, the Northern Yuan Dynasty was not a pushover. Kuyuk Timur's general Khazar captured Jingzhou, causing Xu Da's army to be attacked from both sides. The situation was reversed in an instant, and the Ming army became a trapped dumpling. With Ningxia's Tiger Chen in front and Khazar behind, the situation was extremely critical.

It was at this critical moment that Feng Sheng and Tang He led troops to rescue Xu Da and saved him from danger.

As to why this thing finally fell into the hands of eunuch Yang Jinshui, it is unknown.

Ou Zanghua narrowed his eyes. Yang Jinshui still had two books in his hand. Could they be "The Hand of Picking Plum Blossoms in Tianshan Mountains" and "The Art of Eternal Youth"?
"Haha, this eunuch hit the jackpot unexpectedly." Ou Zanghua put down the secret book and said with a smile.

Hua An, who was standing by, asked, "Master, do you need to adjust your schedule?"

"No need for that. You go to Zhang's residence in Dongzhimen later and tell them that I have made some progress in calligraphy. Yang Jinshui owes me two copies of Song Dynasty inscriptions and calligraphy for reference. Please ask Zhang Qinwei to bring them back for me." Ou Zanghua shook his head. When he came back from court, he received a message from Zhang Yong that the person who would go to the Weiyang Palace to carry out the mission this time was his younger brother Zhang Huan.

Ou Zanghua didn't care what Zhang Yong meant originally. He thought it was good enough to let this Ming Dynasty's prime minister owe him a favor.

Now.
I have no choice but to clear things up with him.

"Yes." Hua An responded, called a smart maid to wait in the study, and then walked out quickly.

Ou Zanghua continued to study the "Tianshan Six Yang Palm". Whether this martial art was powerful or not was another matter. The fact that it was performed in a light, graceful, elegant, and carefree manner perfectly suited the style of the Tanhua Lang.

Even though this secret book was missing a lot of words, it still did not affect Ou Zanghua's ability to attack others with his pitiful martial arts talent.

On the second day, Ou Zanghua went to the Ministry of Rites to report for duty, looking sleep-deprived, while Yang Jinshui was in the imperial manor of Weiyang Palace, eating his exquisite breakfast.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the imperial guards rushed in on large horses and quickly took control of the flag officers, village heads, family members, and attendants in the imperial manor.

Yang Jinshui's face changed and he flew out of the window. However, when he looked up, he saw dozens of archers around the yard with their bows and arrows aimed at him.

At this time, Zhang Huan, the sword-wielding officer of the Imperial Guard, walked in with one hand holding the hilt of his sword. He looked at Yang Jinshui and said coldly, "The Imperial Guard is following the order of His Majesty to arrest Yang Jinshui. I advise you to surrender, because there are still three hundred musketeers and two hundred cavalrymen in the courtyard."

After hearing this, Yang Jinshui slowly knelt on the ground and said helplessly: "In order to arrest a small eunuch like me who manages the imperial estate, they actually sent out the Imperial Guards. I am proud of this."

Two masters of the Shangzhi Royal Guard came forward, pressed Yang Jinshui's acupoints, and then tied him up with ropes.

Zhang Huan walked into Yang Jinshui's room, looked around, and ordered, "Collect all the stolen goods into a book and hand it over to Your Majesty for disposal!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)