Huang Tu's hegemony has been repeated several times, and the history of history has left a page.
Throughout the ages, the emperors of the dynasties and dynasties have not been the same. Some came to rule the country and bring peace to the country, some came to bring disaster to the country and the people, some came to let go and cultivate immortals, and some came to make waves.
The first emperor Yuanhe Emperor was undoubtedly a cultivator, lenient, benevolent, and incompetent. Although his son had similar political views to him, his style was undoubtedly the wind wave school.
Long'an Emperor Li Feng never believed in "governing a big country is like cooking a small fish". He was diligent in politics and tough. From the beginning of his ascension to the throne, he changed the soft style of the previous emperor's neglect of government affairs, and began his ruling career that turned upside down—
In the first year, Gu Yun, Marquis of Anding, was sent to escort Sirius' son, Calais Yinghuo, back to the northern border.
Whether it was repairing with Beiman, or placing Marquis Anding on the front line of the Western Regions and making him supervise the expansion of the Silk Road, the emperor's hatred for the increasingly stretched treasury was clearly seen in the world. Just sell yourself."
In the second year of Long'an, the King of Wei colluded with the people of Dongying in an attempt to take the capital from the sea, causing a flood. Unexpectedly, the conspiracy was revealed in the middle, and the Jiangnan Navy quickly took down the head of the thief on the sea Jiao, and the King of Wei was imprisoned, and then took poison to "suicide".
Emperor Long'an took this as an opportunity to ruthlessly clean up the Jiangnan officialdom. Eighty-six officials, large and small, were implicated, of which more than forty were asked to be executed. Exiled, never hired.
In the same year, the new law was fully implemented from the south of the Yangtze River, and the land occupied by the gentry and landlords in various places was strictly investigated. However, the investigation was not issued to the common people and tenants, but all were returned to the imperial court. What to plant and build on a piece of land must be approved at various levels. The level of centralization was not as good as that of Emperor Wu in the past, and the restrictions on Ziliujin have reached an unprecedented level.
No one dared to object—all those who objected were the Wei Wang Party, either the top or the bottom.
In another two years, in the fourth year of Long'an, Li Feng began to implement the palm order law, which required the private long-armed divisions to register and record in their own places and obtain a "major order" in order to continue their affairs.
The imperial court divided the long-armed divisions into five grades according to their qualifications and abilities. Each piece of palm has a seal, and each seal has a number. Those who hold this order must keep a record of what they have repaired and done.
There are strict restrictions on what level can do, and unregistered long-armed masters are strictly prohibited from taking jobs without permission.
All armors and lighters related to military supplies, non-military long-armed divisions are not allowed to dabble. Those who violate this order will be handed off.
As soon as this decree came out, there was a lot of controversy in the court, but no matter how the ministers argued, the emperor and the cabinet who wore the same pair of trousers with the emperor after the purge were all a word - if the long-armed division is not strangled, how to tighten it The valve that Zi Liujin leaked
And just when the Drumming Law had not yet been debated, Li Feng threw the next heavy thunder: "Drumming Order Law", directed at the army.
According to different functions, Daliang Chaoyuan had seven major military branches, and according to the region, he set up a commander in five places in Jiangnan, Central Plains, Saibei, Western Regions and Southern Border. During the period, the appointment and removal of military attachés, military salaries, military rations, and armor and lighters should be allocated to the military department for overall planning, and other affairs should be managed by the commanders of the major military regions.
And the Marquis of Anding has a black iron tiger talisman in his hand, which can be used to deploy troops in the whole territory in case of military emergency.
Li Feng retained the arrangement of the five districts, and did not touch the tiger talisman in the hands of Marquis Anding. The supervisory army is directly under the Ministry of War, which rotates every three years, and only has one thing to do, which is to ask the Ministry of War for a "drumming order".
If the drumming order fails, the commander-in-chief who dares to move his troops one step will be treated as a conspiracy.
Except for the Xuantie Camp, all garrisoned troops in the five districts must follow this order.
As soon as the drumming order came out, the whole country was in an uproar. Who cares about the trivial things of the folk long-armed division
The emperor and the civil and military officials quarreled wildly over the New Year, and three of the five commanders were going to retire on the same day.
The Marquis of Anding didn't have time to express his opinion on the emperor's death decree. He had already had to bite the bullet and go to various places to stabilize the hearts of the army. He listened patiently everywhere to listen to the old generals screaming in mourning, pressing the gourd and floating around.
On the New Year's Eve of this year, Gu Yun was just returning to Beijing to report his work, and was smashed with more than 50 handkerchiefs by big girls and daughters-in-law on the streets. Tears - diapers save more than that.
Even the folks followed suit, and the scholars in various academies all day long talked about nothing else, and the chariots generally pulled out this order and that order and whipped the corpse repeatedly, arguing back and forth.
The court, who had been dead for the entire Yuanhe period, finally found something for them to talk about.
This chaos lasted for six years in Long'an. The drumming order law has not yet come to a conclusion. The emperor refused to abolish the order, but he did not send a supervisor for the time being. Sword, ready to smash one of the two sides of the tug-of-war.
Another year of cool autumn, four years have passed since the Jiangnan flood, and the bones of King Wei are already cold.
There is a small wine shop called Xinghua Village next to the official road in the middle of Shu. It is said that the name of the most village in the whole of Daliang is "Xinghua Village". When a shed is used to sell wine, eight out of ten are called "Xinghua Village". Flower Village".
A young man gently lifted the curtain and entered.
He was only weak in age, dressed in an old robe and dressed as a poor scholar, but he looked really handsome, so handsome that he was almost sharp - high nose bridge, temples like a knife, his eyes were slightly sunken, and his eyes were like cold stars, but he didn't make people feel aggressive. It comes with a warm and jade-like style, which can make people's eyes shine at first sight, and it will not get tired after watching it for a long time, but it can taste a little indescribable tranquility and sparseness.
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The restaurant is very small, the dog would have to bend over to enter the door, and there were only two tables inside, which were already full today.
The shopkeeper also served as the second storekeeper and the accountant. He was fiddling with the abacus with nothing to do, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to this young man, he secretly praised how handsome he was, and cupped his hands: "I'm sorry, this guest officer, you didn't come here. Coincidentally, there is no place to sit, and there is still a place to stay five miles ahead, should you go there and take a look?"
The scholar said with a good temper: "I'm a little thirsty when I pass this place. Please ask the shopkeeper to fill me a pot of good wine, so I don't need to sit."
The shopkeeper took his jug, and as soon as the lid was opened, the smell of residual wine poured out: "Zhuyeqing, good."
The guest at the table next to him took the initiative to greet him: "That young man, please come here to rest and make room for you."
The scholar did not refuse, but thanked him.
Before he could sit down, he heard someone at the table next to him say: "What's the noise? I think it's fine today, what's wrong with being the emperor, with the power in your hands? If you're not respectful, it's all day and night. It doesn't matter, the one who either eats fast and recites Buddha or hangs out with the palace servants is a good emperor?"
The scholar did not expect that there would be people sitting and watching the world's major events in the wine shop. When he looked up, he saw that the speaker was an older man who was holding his trouser legs. He had thick hands and a year of lighter oil between his fingers. Possibly an inferior long-armed division.
There was an old peasant next to him immediately and said, "No, you look at the current price of rice, have you ever seen a cheaper one at the beginning of the self-improvement?"
When the long-armed master saw that he had fans, he was even more proud, and said nonsense: "I went to the city the other day and listened to a group of students from the academy discussing the sermons. Your Majesty is weakening our frontier defense capabilities. It's really on paper. It's ridiculous! Haven't you seen the rebellion by King Wei? These commanders are far away from the emperor. We ordinary people are unlucky? I heard people say that the Ministry of War is so controlled, and the military expenditure will be much less, and the people will not have to pay such a lot of taxes, isn't it a good thing?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the wine shop nodded, and the old man who greeted the scholar to sit down also spoke up and said, "The Marquis of An Ding has not jumped out to object, but others have fried the pot for others first."
The scholar didn't care much. Hearing the words "Marquis Anding", he raised his head subconsciously and blurted out, "What does it have to do with Marquis Anding?"
The old man smiled and said, "Young master, I don't understand, this time the emperor didn't seem to move the black iron camp, but he actually divided the military power in the hands of the Marquis of Anding - you think, if you go back to the four directions, you can only order the drumming. It can be mobilized, so what about the black iron tiger talisman in the hands of Marquis Anding? There is no drum order, but the military use is a conspiracy, then if the Ministry of War does not give a drum order, will the five commanders listen to the Ministry of War or the Lord Hou?"
The scholar smiled and said, "It turns out that the students are taught."
Said that when he saw that the shopkeeper had finished drinking, he stopped listening to the nonsense of these rural villagers, politely thanked the old man who offered his seat to him, put down the wine money and left.
He had just left the wine shop, and he saw that there was an empty place. Someone was already waiting there, not speaking. Seeing the poor scholar seemed a little embarrassed, he saluted neatly, and set aside as a mural .
The scholar helped his forehead helplessly, and said to himself, "The chase is getting faster and faster."
This "scholar" is Chang Geng. After a quarrel with Gu Yun four years ago, he was "escorted" all the way back to the capital by Xuan Ying.
After rejecting many of the emperor's awards, Chang Geng tried for half a year, fighting every day with the generals of the Houfu family, and finally managed to escape from the Anding Houfu.
Gu Yun sent people to chase him a few times, and the two sides had tossed around painfully for a whole year. Later, Gu Yun saw that the child was really like a young eagle that couldn't be kept or survived, so he had to compromise and let him go.
It's just that wherever Chang Geng goes, he will encounter a few haunted Xuantie Camp guards who follow him in plain clothes.
Later, Chang Geng, under the recommendation of monk Zhiran, worshipped a little-known folk master, and followed his master to live a haunted life. Iron camp.
However, every time he appeared near the station, he would be targeted again. As soon as he entered the middle of Shu, the young soldier was waiting for him.
It's just that the current Chang Geng is no longer the stubborn and stubborn boy he used to be. He led the horse to the man, and said with a pleasant face, "It's hard for this brother, how is my foster father?"
The young soldier was a little reluctant to speak. He didn't expect Chang Geng to come over to talk to him, so he replied bewildered, "Master, everything is fine. He said that if the border is stable by the end of the year, he will go home for the New Year."
"Okay, then I'll leave for Beijing in two days." Chang Geng nodded after hearing this. He couldn't see how happy he was or how reluctant he was. He said, and handed over the jug he had just filled. " It's hard work all the way, brother, have a drink and warm up."
No matter how ignorant the young soldier was, he knew that his sudden appearance was very annoying. Unexpectedly, Chang Geng not only was not in a hurry, but also invited him to drink in a pleasant manner. He was a little flattered for a while.
He didn't dare to touch the spout with his own mouth, he took a sip from the air, and he didn't dare to spill a drop. He returned his hands and held the horse for Chang Geng.
Chang Geng: "In the spring, I actually went to the Northwest. It was just that my foster father was busy with military affairs, so I didn't show up to bother him. The ancient Silk Road was really prosperous, and the vast sea of yellow sand could actually become a place where you could walk around. In the whole of Daliang, there are not many more prosperous places than there."
The young soldier looked at no one near and far, and said in a low voice, "There is a great commander in town. In recent years, the sand bandits have gradually disappeared. Many people have settled at the Gusi intersection to do business. There are gadgets everywhere. The beloved thing, he returned to Beijing to bring it back to you the first year."
Chang Geng paused, and said lightly, "It's good if you come back."
The young soldier could not hear the meaning of his words, thinking that he was just being polite. People who have lived in the army for a long time will not be flattering, so they keep silent.
Chang Geng was walking on the official road in the middle of Shu as usual, but his chest felt a little hot. He thought parting was like water, so he poured a handful on it, and the cinnabar, garcinia, and green ochre were also washed. Unexpectedly, Gu Yun actually carved it. After washing for a long time, only the traces of washing became deeper and deeper.
Hearing that Gu Yun was returning to Beijing at the end of the year, and it was just the beginning of autumn, Chang Geng was shocked to realize that he had become timid in his nostalgia, and just now he blurted out, "Prepare to return to Beijing". .
He was thinking nonsense when a thin woman with a person behind his back walked towards him. The woman walked very hard, and stopped every few steps to rest, panting like a cow, stumbled over a stone on the side of the road, and fell to the ground with a cry of surprise.
Chang Geng immediately came back and stepped forward to help both of them up: "Auntie, are you all right?"
I don't know how far the woman had walked, and she was too tired to speak. She opened her mouth and didn't pay attention to the words, and the tears had already started to fall.
Chang Geng was stunned for a moment, and didn't ask her why she was crying. He just lifted up the unconscious old man on her back, put his hand on his pulse, and after a while, said softly, "This old man is just not good for walking all the year round, and his heart is full of fire. It's just too much, just give a little two injections, and it's not harmful to your life, if you trust me, please come with me first."
The young soldiers in Xuantie Camp did not expect that His Royal Highness was actually trained in medicine, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the sick old man on his back.
Chang Geng let the woman get on his horse, and led the horse to lead the way. After a while, he arrived at a village. At the entrance of the village, there was an elegant house with a string of bacon hanging at the door.
Chang Geng quickly tied the horse, pushed the door and walked in. He led the patient into the inner room and placed him on a small couch. He took out a box of silver needles from under the pillow, and rolled up his sleeves to apply the needles himself.
The young soldier asked cautiously, "Are you staying here?"
Chang Geng quickly raised his head and smiled at him: "No, this is just my friend's house"
Without saying a word, he heard someone in the outhouse say, "Why don't you invite yourself in."
During the conversation, a slender woman in white opened the door curtain and entered. The young soldier tensed and subconsciously became tense. When he arrived at the door, he didn't even notice that the other party's kung fu must be better than him.
Chang Geng's subordinates kept on, not embarrassed, he just said, "Miss Chen, I thought you weren't there."
That was Chen Qingxu from Linyuan Pavilion on the East Pirate Ship.
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