Gu Yuanbai rode his horse and kept sending the team outside the capital.
The officials dismounted, and after saluting, they persuaded: "Your Majesty, come back quickly."
"You all don't know when you will be back," Gu Yuanbai smiled, his eyes gently passing over them, "I will look at you one more time."
Daheng officials were stunned when they heard the words, and their faces were touched: "Sacred..."
Young officials couldn't bear such a word, their eyes were red, trying not to appear gaffe.
Jiang Jin, an official of the Supervision Department, said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will come back safely."
Gu Yuanbai's eyes turned around a few people and moved to Jiang Jin, "As the leader, you must take good care of them."
Jiang Jin leaned over and said in a deep voice, "Yes."
The leaders of Lulu were Jiang Jin and Xue Yuan, the same middle-aged official. Among them, Xue Yuan had the highest official position and held the power of 5,000 soldiers. He has unstoppable loyalty to the Daheng monarch.
Gu Yuanbai thought a lot when choosing people. Before the trip, the three of them knew each other well. After a few meals, they understood each other's temperament, and the trip was a little easier.
The three of them are not people who drag others down. Since everyone is very rational, they all want to be efficient and come back early, and the goals are the same, then this trip has been half successful.
Jiang Jin and Kong Yilin took part in this grand event of rebuilding the Silk Road, both by land and by sea. The two of them were thoughtful, and the officials of Honglu Temple were there when they negotiated with various countries, so Gu Yuanbai didn't have to worry too much.
Tian Fusheng stepped forward and reminded in a low voice, "Sir, it's almost time."
Gu Yuanbai nodded and said, "Let's go."
The crowd saluted and excited, Xue Yuan raised his head in front of the crowd and glanced at Gu Yuanbai one more time.
The rest of the officials have been led back by Jiang Jin, leaving time for them to speak at the end.
Gu Yuanbai looked down at him, the thin white fox fur on the side of his face was as soft as the wind, which made a ripple in Xue Yuan's heart with his quick eyes.
Before he left, Xue Yuan was already nostalgic. He looked at Gu Yuanbai for a long time, and only now did he understand why some people wrote a sour poem after parting, not to let the other party know how reluctant he was, but to find Something to express your emotions.
He didn't speak, Gu Yuanbai didn't speak either, time passed slowly, Jiang Jin behind him reminded loudly, "Master Xue, go!"
Xue Yuan was woken up suddenly, and he leaned over, "Sir, you must be safe once you leave for a long time."
Gu Yuanbai responded, "Don't linger, let's go."
Xue Yuan still got up after giving a big salute. He glanced at Gu Yuanbai one last time, turned and walked towards the long line of ten thousand people. The figure in the armor is still as tall as before, but the footsteps are hurried, like a beast adorned behind.
He has made great contributions, and he has made great contributions. After Gu Yuanbai is tired of him, he can stay by Gu Yuanbai's side.
Then hurry back.
The willow branches in February have just budded, and the spring in the cold wind has not yet bloomed.
Gu Yuanbai let out a turbid breath and smiled slowly again.
It's not a big deal to separate, Xue Yuan will come back one day after all, taking advantage of each other's youth, it's good to leave now. Gu Yuanbai can devote himself to state affairs with all his heart and soul. Maybe the short-lived single world is also very beautiful? Gu Yuanbai might be able to settle the matter of the Southern Tour. He wanted to see how Daheng's road was repaired, and how the places that breed the most corrupt officials are now. Did the post he built extend in all directions, and how was the decree implemented
Gu Yuanbai rode his horse back, and the fox fur rose and fell with the wind.
In addition to the scenery of the capital and the northwest of Daheng, Gu Yuanbai has not visited other places. Now is a good time, the body is better, and the world is in harmony.
The coast, the salt mines, the gold and iron mines in Jinghu Lake, the thousands of mountains and waters, Gu Yuanbai wanted to take a look.
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Three years later, Jiangnan.
Before the sage's southern tour, the imperial court spent a whole year to supervise the matter. Although the world is now stable and people often worship the sage's longevity at home, there is no guarantee that there will be no danger during the southern tour, except for Dongling. In addition to the increasingly heavier training of the guards, the garrison troops in various places are also preventing mistakes at any time.
The survey route and places of interest are also very important. The first time the saint went on a tour after his enthronement, he was ready to go to the capital and all the places. In the first year, Gu Yuanbai was diligent in handling matters large and small. In the second year, he made time to propose a southern tour, but it was not until the third year that he set down the route, crossing the Yellow River and heading south along the canal, crossing Jiangnan, Zhejiang and Fujian to Fujian. Coastal Command.
The officials along the road were afraid and apprehensive when they heard that the Holy Sage was coming, especially the corrupt officials who had faintly wanted to act boldly in the past few years, almost to the extent that they were afraid of hearing the Sage. Along the way, the people at the port gathered and cheered, beating gongs and drums, and only glanced at the boat of the saint.
The people of Longxing Prefecture were so excited that they gathered at the mouth of the canal early in the morning to welcome the arrival of the saint. The governor of Longxing House and the officials of the prefecture have long been waiting here. The yamen's clerks are neatly dressed, neatly prepared gongs and drums, Daheng flags and red silk, and their faces have turned red after waiting for a long time.
People stretched their necks, grabbed the shoulders of the people in front of them and looked in the direction of the canal, but there were bustling heads everywhere, and nothing could be seen.
The prefect and the governor were talking absentmindedly, until they saw Shengshang's cruise ship, and they were shocked, and they waved the flag vigorously.
On the boat, Gu Yuanbai was standing on the deck. He looked at the crowded scene on the shore, and couldn't help laughing: "The number of people in Jiangnan who listened to the news about the fortune-telling of Tangjiao before have not had such a sober understanding. Now At a glance, it is indeed a land of fish and rice, with a huge population."
Chu Wei, who was beside him, showed a faint smile, took a step forward and unfolded the folding fan for the saint, and slowly fanned the wind, "It's still a little hot."
The sea breeze came from before, and Chu Wei's cool breeze was a pleasant coolness in all directions. Gu Yuanbai squinted his eyes comfortably, the hair on his temples was scattered randomly, and the golden light was flying, which could almost be drawn into the painting.
Chu Wei's cheeks were hot, and Gu Yuanbai noticed his abnormality and said helplessly, "Chu Qing, your face is red again."
Chu Wei froze in place, rather at a loss, "It should be the scorching sun."
Gu Yuanbai pushed the folding fan in his hand towards him, "Since the beginning of summer, Jiangnan has been a little cooler than the summer in Jingxi, but the sun is also vicious, Chu Qing is worried about himself."
Tian Fusheng brought a lot of things with a bunch of people. Gu Yuanbai had used cold pads and iced tea, and he was about to get off the boat in a few moments.
Chu Wei had been to Jiangnan during his study tour in the past, and the authentic second half of the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" that he once painted for Shengshang was seen by Chu Wei in a great scholar in Jiangnan. He couldn't help but smile, "I used to travel along the canal to the south of the Yangtze River in those days when I was studying abroad, and this will also be a guide for the saint."
Gu Yuanbai smiled, sweat dripping from his temples, and he wiped his forehead with the cool pad again, "Okay, I will remember what Chu Qing said. If you don't lead the way, I will punish you."
On the side, Chang Yuyan leaned forward and smiled and said, "Your Highness, how are you punished?"
The cruise ship was about to dock, Gu Yuanbai looked at the people on the shore, and his heart moved, "I will punish Chu Qing to draw the scene in front of me. I have already thought of the name, and it will be called "June 27 Going to the South of the Yangtze River" ."
When San Yuyan heard the name, he laughed, "I thought that the sage would name some paintings such as "Spring Willows and Early Summer" and "Jingping Jiangnan"."
Tian Fusheng thought silently in the bottom of his heart, the name of the saint has always been like this, but it has never changed.
Chu Wei pursed his lips and smiled, "If you have already thought about the name of the saint, then the minister should be punished."
His voice was soft and just happy.
Gu Yuanbai coughed a few times, and Su Ning, the former champion of martial arts, suddenly said: "I remember that Lord Chang once ordered the title of a poem, let me think about the name of that poem... "Giving a Friend, July 21st" Talk to Xue Jiuyao at night" isn't it?"
He suddenly mentioned the name Xue Yuan, and both Chang Yuyan and Chu Wei were taken aback. Gu Yuanbai was the first to regain his senses. He slowly stuffed the veil into his arms and said with a smile, "Isn't it?"
The ship had docked, and Dong Lingwei took the lead to disembark, and local officials came to pay their respects. When the saint stepped on the shore, the sound of the giant drum was already in the sky. This lively welcome drive was busy until noon, and after Gu Yuanbai had a meal and a bath, the people of Donglingwei had already surrounded the mansion so that no mosquitoes could fly in.
Tian Fusheng knocked on the door, "Your Highness, it's time to get the pulse."
After getting the sound, the imperial doctor quietly came in and took the pulse of the sage. The palace maid wiped the dew from Gu Yuanbai's hair, and Gu Yuanbai casually opened a page of travel notes, "Go and call Xu Ning."
Xu Ning is a prodigy in the engineering department. He made and improved the crossbows and catapults that defeated the enemy on the battlefield several years ago. Gu Yuanbai also brought him back this southern tour, not only for the welfare of talents , and more importantly, take a look at the water dragon car that Xu Ning improved last year.
The water dragon cart is used the most in Jiangnan, but in some places the effect is mediocre. Xu Ning is so worried that he can't eat.
After Xu Ning came, he talked to the sage about the water dragon cart he had just asked the governor to take him to see, "... It's a little different than the one in the capital, I can't see it now, and I will have to ask the governor tomorrow. The water dragon was brought up from the water."
"Just do it," Gu Yuanbai said, "I believe you."
Xu Ning was immediately full of energy, and did not want to waste time withdrew.
Outside, Dong Lingwei came in, "Your Highness, there are flying pigeons coming."
Gu Yuanbai's tone was still lazy: "What did you write?"
"It's a letter from Lord Jiang," Dong Lingwei said. "When they came to Kang country, Kang country was fighting with Fuci. After discussing with you, Lord Jiang decided to go back. This time there is still the last section of the Silk Road. journey."
Gu Yuanbai was stunned for a moment, then he quickly reached out to take the note, and after a long thought, he said, "You did the right thing."
He read the note several times, and when he looked up, he saw that the expressions of the people around him did not hide his regret. Gu Yuanbai smiled, "What are these expressions? When I arrived in Kanguo, all the things I brought with me have been sold and there are not many leftovers. When I return, I am afraid that even the last remnant will be gone. Although Kangguo and Fuci are small, they were unreasonable people during the war. I don't care if this group of people is the messenger of the Daheng Heavenly Kingdom, carrying several carts of gold, silver and food, isn't this rushing to be robbed?"
After speaking, he was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the date. This letter, which was forwarded by the Supervision Office, had been sent by Jiang Jin for two months.