Zhu Feng said: "The name of this village was inscribed by me personally."
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, and Shi Twenty-one even held his breath, and only opened his eyes wide, looking at those three words.
Zhu Feng said: "This village was decided by me, and you are all my people."
"..."
"No one can drive you away from here."
"..."
"This is your home."
Hearing these words, the eyes of these villagers turned red, and Shi Eryi looked at Zhu Feng, trembling with excitement, and fell to his knees with a plop.
"emperor!"
He kowtowed and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is so lenient to the grassroots, and the grassroots are nothing to repay!"
Say, cry.
The other villagers also knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Feng.
"Caomin wait, thank God!"
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
Zhu Feng walked among them slowly, saw how excited these people were and started to cry bitterly, and said calmly: "This time, you have done something for me, so I will pay you back." A home."
"..."
"However, there is one thing that I want to explain to you first."
"..."
"The name of the village was inscribed by my imperial pen, but it is just for you to live and work in peace and contentment here. You can't use this excuse to cause trouble or even deceive people. If I find out, I will also kill all of you in the village!"
Shi Eranyi kowtowed again and again, and said eagerly, "Don't dare, the grassroots don't dare!"
In fact, Zhu Feng also knew that they dared not.
However, the things bestowed by the emperor are different from other things after all. He seldom left his own handwriting among the people, so we have to scare these people first.
Then he said: "Okay, you guys, go into the village."
These villagers bowed to him three times and kowtowed nine times, expressing their gratitude, then got up and walked cautiously into the village.
In his mouth, he even kept chanting Buddha.
Shi Eranyi walked in, and said to the villagers around him, "This plaque is the treasure of our village. We must protect it and pass it on from generation to generation."
Everyone around said seriously: "Yes!"
Seeing how grateful these people were, Nan Yan also had a little smile on his face.
At this time, I felt that the clothes were pulled by someone.
Looking down, it was Xiaoshi, standing beside him, looking up at him.
"Auntie."
When he yelled, his mother was terrified, and hurried over and knelt down: "Young concubine, please forgive me, the child is not sensible."
After finishing speaking, he slapped Xiao Shitou's butt again: "Who told you to bark? This is your empress!"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "There is no need to be so formal."
She looked at Xiaoshitou: "What do you want to tell me?"
Little Shitou seemed to wake up from being scolded by his mother, and said in a low voice: "Ma'am, I'm here to thank you."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "You're welcome. From now on, I will live here with my parents, and when I grow up, I will work diligently to make my life better. In this way, Auntie will be happier and be proud of Xiao Shitou." .”
Hearing her words, Xiaoshi was somewhat solemn.
With a serious look on his childish face, he said solemnly, "Little Shitou must be obedient!"
Nan Yan smiled and stroked his hair.
His mother kowtowed to Nan Yan again and again, and thankfully brought the little stone into the village.
There was laughter and joy.
The two stood at the entrance of the village, listening to the laughter and voices of gratitude, after a while, Zhu Feng said: "The wind is blowing, let's go back."
"Um."
Nan Yan nodded and held his hand.
The two of them returned to the carriage together, and soon, they drove to King Yan's Mansion.
Sitting on the carriage, Nanyan's ears seemed to be still ringing with the laughter and laughter of Juji Village just now, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.
She glanced at Zhu Feng who was sitting beside him. Although there was no expression on his face, there was still a beam of joy between his brows.
He said softly, "Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty."
Zhu Feng raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Why are you thanking me?"
Nan Yan smiled and said: "The emperor is really kind-hearted to spare the life of this village."
"snort."
Zhu Feng snorted coldly in disdain, and after a while, he said, "I just forgive them for the sake of what they have done for me."
Nan Yan immediately moved a little closer to him and leaned on him: "It's that monument, right?"
Zhu Feng looked down at her and said "hmm".
Nan Yan nodded lightly, and sighed in her heart: It really is so.
The timing and location of the stele's discovery were all too coincidental, and even the inscription on it seemed to have come specifically for that event.
Therefore, after seeing the inscription, she had some doubts.
Zhu Feng brushed off his clothes and said, "Since the ministers said that lightning strikes the city wall is an ominous omen, then I will turn the ominous into auspicious."
"So, the three days given by the emperor are actually used to engrave the stele, and to bury the stele in that place, right?"
"good."
"But that stele looks really old, and even the ministers in the court can't see it."
Zhu Feng said: "Because, that is a very old monument."
"ah?"
"Do you still remember the story Shi Eranyi told, after Shi Lian poisoned Shi Ye's family and committed suicide, their ancestors carved a huge stone tablet and buried it underground as a town The law of the house."
"Ah!" Nan Yan suddenly remembered: "So, it's that stele!"
Zhu Feng nodded and said: "There was originally the word 'Chang'an' engraved by their ancestors on it, but I just asked them to engrave the word 'Beiping' on the back of the monument, which is enough to resist the ominousness of those ministers. I said it."
"So that's how it is."
Nan Yan nodded, thought for a while, and then said: "Actually, this time, the emperor didn't intend to kill these people from the beginning, did he?"
"..."
"From the very beginning, you planned to keep them here, right?"
"snort."
Zhu Feng only snorted coldly, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Nan Yan smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder.
However, there was still a little doubt in her heart.
Zhu Feng has been planning this matter since that time, or in other words, was planning to make this move with the ministers, even before the ministers attacked him.
He seemed to have foreseen this matter in advance and made preparations in advance.
Those three days were just the time for erecting, engraving and burying the stele.
But how did he predict all this in advance