King Wei left, and a carriage took Huang Damei and her belongings that she didn't want to leave behind. He rode alone to escort him, and quietly left Chenzhou one early morning.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back once I leave." Li Han stood on the top of the city and saw each other off from a distance.
"Well!" Yang Xuan said: "There have been many memorials to impeach the crown prince recently. Your Majesty's thoughts on recalling King Wei at this time..."
Sima Zhao’s heart is known to everyone on the road!
"The prince has been a target for many years and has been riddled with bullets. Now that it is not enough for use, he thought of King Wei."
"It's not a bad thing if you don't get over it."
"Yes! King Wei's obsession is too deep. It might be better if he goes to Chang'an. It's just that Yang Songcheng and others are so powerful that he can't support him alone."
"Don't underestimate him!" Yang Xuan felt that his eldest nephew was a secretive person. "He has a rough and arrogant personality. He will attack when he is annoyed. Your Majesty can't bear to have him as a target, so he will naturally cover up for him."
After King Wei left, only Li Han and some servants were left in the spacious residence.
"Isn't this person lonely?"
Jiang He'er was a little curious.
Yang Xuan said: "This kind of people have a world in their hearts."
"What about the husband?"
Can I say that I have a world in my heart?
"I have Chenzhou in my heart."
The wind in Chenzhou is getting biter.
Zhou Ning's belly is not small anymore, and Yang Xuan looks at it with fear every day.
"Is it time to take the name of the young man?" Yi Niang asked as usual every day.
Yang Xuan scratched his head, "Not decided yet."
"When can it be decided? I am good at embroidering things."
"Maybe... on the day of delivery!"
My own children always feel that every name has some meaning, is not perfect, is not catchy enough, and is not perfect in meaning.
Zhou Ning in the room heard it and smiled: "I heard him chanting his name all night last night."
Huahong put away the bedding and said with a smile: "Langjun is well-educated, so he must have good names."
"It's not bad, but I went back and forth over it and couldn't decide. Finally I gritted my teeth and said, otherwise, it's called being rich."
Huahong was stunned, "Yang has money?"
"There is also blessing and wealth."
Yi Niang outside also heard it and couldn't help laughing.
Yang Xuan said sarcastically: "It's just nonsense."
After breakfast, Yang Xuan went to Zhoushe.
After the business was settled, Yang Xuan and Hengha's two generals, Cao Ying and Lu Qiang, drank tea and chatted.
"This year's harvest is good, and the people also have more money in their pockets. No, someone actually sent some things to the state. They said that without the envoy, there would be no family today. They insisted on giving it, and they couldn't stop it.
." Lu Qiang said with a smile: "Later the disciples said that the envoy would not accept gifts, but anyone who gave gifts would be beaten out, so that man left angrily."
"This shows the prestige of your Majesty." Cao Ying's eyes flashed with a light called hope.
"Without your help, how can I govern Chenzhou alone?" The people's hearts gradually returned, and Boss Yang felt very happy.
"Your Majesty." A small official came in.
"What's the matter?"
"Here comes the metaphysics."
Yang Xuan slapped his forehead, "Today is the day when metaphysics is opened, I actually forgot."
Bao Dong also came.
"Zitai, the mountain gate will be opened today. The master has asked you to unveil the plaque."
Isn’t this the job of a major guest?
Moreover, it has some meaning as an honorary leader.
When Yang Xuan arrived at the mountain gate, he saw a group of metaphysicians outside. Everyone was wearing new clothes and looked in high spirits.
Today, many spectators came and gathered outside the mountain gate, waiting for the door to open.
A woman said: "These disciples look so energetic. They are indeed disciples of metaphysics."
Ning Yayun smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."
For today, he bought a few fat sheep yesterday, and everyone in Xuanxue ate and drank a lot. The disciples who had worked hard for a long time looked radiant. However, Zhuang Xin of the wine and soldier department drank too much yesterday and ran to a
He was stripping and dancing on the wooden floor, shouting to the sky from time to time. An Ziyu was so angry that he took someone to beat him up, and today he looks bruised and swollen.
"Purple Rain."
"Say!" An Ziyu was more energetic today. I don't know if it was because of the severe beating of Zhuang Xin yesterday or because of the opening of the mountain gate.
"The disciples have suffered a lot this time, but looking at them, they are becoming more energetic."
"Yes! Many people have said that their inner breath has become more condensed."
An Ziyu was delighted.
"Then, I'm thinking that metaphysics has never been able to produce top players in the past. Is this related to the style of the school?"
"You mean, undisciplined?"
"During the quiet and inaction, the disciples were keen on chatting, and their cultivation was delayed. I wonder if it will change and put some more thought into it in the future."
"You think they'll listen?"
An Ziyu looked at him, "Also, can you take the lead in setting an example? If you can, I think there is a lot of potential for this matter, and there is a lot for metaphysics."
"I..." Ning Yayun sighed, "As a master of metaphysics, how can I... Let's discuss this matter later!"
An Ziyu rolled her eyes, "If I can't beat you, I should be the head coach!"
"The envoy is here."
Yang Xuan was surrounded by people.
"I've seen the envoy."
The people saluted one after another.
It looks neat and uniform.
Several outsiders who had just arrived looked at this scene curiously.
"I have been to many places, and the people should salute when they see the governor, but I have never seen them so neatly, as if they have been practiced. Could it be that Chenzhou is still doing this?" A man said sarcastically.
There are too many examples of officials pretending to be pretentious. Some people were very worried when they were in office. After leaving office, they were worried about a bad reputation, so they paid people to come and see them off.
A child next to him said: "Don't slander the envoy."
The man said: "I was just saying casually, by the way, you...", he said curiously: "You kid, why are you looking at Yang Shijun as if you were looking at Aye."
Several companions laughed softly.
One of them whispered: "Don't humiliate him, or you'll get into trouble."
When you go out, don't cause trouble if you can.
The man was about to laugh it off, but the child said, "I can't be your son!"
"Why?"
"Aye said that the envoys are parents." The child said, "The envoys are Aye's parents, so they are my Aweng!"
When everyone saw that he was serious about what he said, they couldn't help but feel shocked.
Ahead, Yang Xuan cupped his hands in all directions, "If you have something to do, go quickly, don't just watch the fun. It's okay... keep watching!"
"good!"
The crowd burst into laughter, and many people left.
However, more people came.
"Your Majesty!"
The new arrivals are waving.
Yang Xuan, who had just walked towards Ning Yayun, turned around. Everyone followed and saw a woman standing on tiptoe and shouting: "The son in the slave's family is old. He scolded the slave yesterday. I don't know whether I should beat him or not!"
"Filial piety comes first, fight!" Yang Xuan said: "Don't be reluctant, you have to fight if you should. But after the fight, you have to be reasonable."
"What doesn't make sense?" the woman asked.
"Then bring Zhou Se and I'll explain to him!"
"Thank you so much, envoy." The woman went back happily.
"Your Majesty!" Someone continued to ask, "This year's harvest is good, but what about next year?"
“Next year will be better!”
"I want to plant more crops next year and open up more wasteland, but I'm worried about being harassed by the two big troops on the opposite side!"
"Just plant!" Yang Xuan said resolutely: "I'm here! As I said again, whoever dares to destroy the jobs of the people of Chenzhou, I will take Chenzhou's army to take away his jobs!"
"good!"
Everyone burst into joy.
Cao Ying said with a smile: "The envoy still has something to do. If you have any doubts, the envoy will go to the market the next day and tell you everything."
Several outsiders looked at each other, and the man who spoke before said in a low voice: "I am well-informed, but I have never seen anyone be so loved by the people."
Another companion said: "I have traveled all over the country, but I have never seen such an envoy to the people. Based on this, everyone, our workshop will be located in Chenzhou?"
"good!"
Yang Xuan didn't know that his interaction with the people had successfully impressed a few foreign businessmen, and then he exchanged a few words with Ning Yayun.
"Please tell me a few words." Ning Yayun said with a smile.
Yang Xuan nodded.
He turned around and said: "Chenzhou is located in northern Xinjiang and has frequent wars. Therefore, the gods are not willing to stop here."
The people couldn't help laughing.
This is a heroic smile.
"If the gods don't come, then what do we believe in? Believe in our ancestors!" Yang Xuan said: "The metaphysics came to the city, and they also brought the gods that have been worshiped for thousands of years. These gods originated from my land in the Central Plains and are from my own family."
Ning Yayun didn't expect that Yang Xuan would be so down-to-earth and so proud of metaphysics. She couldn't help but praise: "Zitai has not forgotten his roots, good!"
"Metaphysics not only worships the gods of the Central Plains, but also recruits disciples to practice. From now on, if you have children in your family who are qualified, you can send them to try metaphysics."
After these words, the people mentioned were very excited, and some of them immediately went home to pick up their children for testing.
"In the past, the people of Chenzhou worshiped gods with no connections. These were obscene sacrifices and could easily lead to trouble." Han Ji said, "Once metaphysics is learned in Chenzhou, if nothing else, there will be people who will clean up the obscene sacrifices in the future."
"That's how it should be!" Cao Ying nodded.
Over there, Ning Yayun asked Yang Xuan to unveil the plaque.
The plaque is covered with a piece of cloth and a string hangs from underneath.
Yang Xuan held the string, smiled and pulled hard.
The cloth slipped away, revealing the plaque.
metaphysics!
After a burst of cheers, Yang Xuan and Ning Yayun walked into the mountain gate together.
"good!"
The newly completed mountain gate didn't look luxurious, but there were views everywhere, which made Yang Xuan think about whether he would ask someone from metaphysics to design the palace gardens if he succeeded in revolting against him in the future.
After paying his respects to the main hall and burning a few sticks of incense, Yang Xuan went to the Zhonglie Shrine.
The Martyrs' Shrine is now empty, with a few blank signs placed on the tables.
"You have to write this word!"
Yang Xuan nodded, and then someone brought the Four Treasures of the Study.
Everyone was wondering what he would write.
Yang Xuan picked up the pen, thought about it carefully, and slowly started writing.
——The heroic soul lasts through the ages!
Immediately, he turned around and said:
"Invite the heroic spirit into the palace!"
…
Kong Sanniang is a widow. Her husband Yao et al. died in the war eleven years ago. Since then, she has been living with her son and daughter.
When she got up in the morning, she started weaving. In the afternoon, she went to help with the work in a wealthy family's house until she returned home in the evening.
Chenzhou has a custom of paying homage to their ancestors after the autumn harvest.
Kong Sanniang, her son and daughter, and the sacrifices were going to pay homage to Yao et al.'s tomb.
I met many neighbors when I went out, and many people went to pay homage to their ancestors today.
"Kong Sanniang, are you going to visit the grave today?"
"Yes!" Kong Sanniang said with a smile.
The son behind her was almost as tall as her. He was holding a basket and seemed a little silent.
A child without a father has been a bit unsociable since he was a child, and the children in the neighborhood will bully him.
The child is ignorant and even calls him fatherless.
"You've never thought about remarrying?" an acquaintance asked.
Kong Sanniang shook her head, "He worked hard for our mother and son. I can't do anything else, so I just support his two children."
"Why!"
Everyone sighed.
All the way out of the city.
Yao and others were buried in a wasteland more than three miles outside the city.
However, the situation in Chenzhou has been improving recently, and people have come to cultivate this wasteland.
More than ten cemeteries are located in a field, which seems a bit awkward.
Many people came to pay their respects today. Kong Sanniang and her two children found her husband's tomb and began to clear the weeds on the tomb.
"Aniang, you sit down, Amei and I will go!"
The eldest son was strong, holding a hatchet in his hand, and went to cut the grass without any explanation.
"Brother, there's me too!"
My daughter also went with me.
The boss said angrily: "This grass is so thick that you may cut your hand if you are not careful. Just clean it up."
Kong Sanniang sat in front of the tombstone and said: "Husband, I am now sensible. At home, I often dislike me for being slow in doing things and taking care of everything.
I know that he feels sorry for me as a mother, but it’s just that my child is so sensible when he’s not old yet, so my heart feels so sad! Half of it is joy and relief, and half of it is heartache!"
She gently touched the words on the tombstone with her hand, "Chenzhou is getting better and better now. If you were here, you would definitely be happy!"
"This is farmland! Why are the dead and the living fighting for space? What's the point?"
There was a noise in the back, and Kong Sanniang turned around and saw more than ten men carrying hoes surrounding the grave-visitors aggressively.
"When this grave existed, this place was still a wasteland!"
"This tomb in my family has been buried for more than fifty years. Why is it buried in the wrong place?"
"Now this is a field. Just wait and see, look at the opposite side, hey! The land opposite can't be cultivated, so why can't you move the tombs of your ancestors there? It's not that far away."
"How can there be such a statement!"
There is a commotion here.
Kong Sanniang couldn't help but said: "This person must do things on a first-come, first-served basis!"
A man sneered at her, "There is no one here. If something ghost accidentally appears, I would do nothing else but dig up people's ancestral graves..."
Kong Sanniang became angry when she heard this, "Can you try to dig it? I will fight with you!"
The man was just threatening, but Kong Sanniang was too fierce to get off the stage, so he came over with a hoe, pointed at her and cursed: "Bitch, believe it or not, I'm going to dig up your family's tomb tonight!"
"Try it!"
The eldest son ran over with his younger sister and stood in front of his mother.
"Boss, get out of the way!"
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but the eldest child is still underage. Kong Sanniang was worried that the child would suffer, so she went to pull him!
Snap!
The man slapped the boss.
"I'll fight with you!" Kong Sanniang grabbed the hatchet and was about to kill someone.
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves came quickly.
"It's the sergeant!"
The two sides were at loggerheads and retreated a little.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looks like I'm here!"
The two armored sergeants dismounted and walked over slowly.
"Look, they have white cloth on their arms!"
The white cloth tied around the arm represents Dai Xiao.
Two sergeants came over.
Asked: "Do you know where the tombs of Yao and others are?"
Kong Sanniang was stunned for a moment.
But the daughter was clever and pointed behind her and said: "Aye's tomb is right there!"
A sergeant came over and raised his hand: "But his family?"
Kong Sanniang said: "Yao et al. are slaves' late husbands."
The two sergeants cupped their hands and said solemnly: "I have seen the lady!"
One of them immediately walked to the tomb.
Another sergeant patted the boss on the shoulder, "Strong! He is a good boy. If you are bullied later, just go find Chen Zhoujun. The envoy said that the hero cannot be allowed to bleed and shed tears. We will take care of the hero's family!"
The boss was in tears.
The sergeant walked over.
The two stood side by side in front of Yao et al.'s tomb.
Arrange your clothes first.
Then kneel down on one knee.
The armor clothes rubbed together, making a soul-shattering sound.
"Sergeant Chenzhou Army, Wang Meng!"
"Sergeant Chenzhou Army, Deng Yu!"
"Come here as ordered!"
"In September of the eighth year of the Qian Dynasty, the envoy Yang Xuan ordered Xuanxue to build the Zhongmartie Temple, which was completed today. The envoy ordered the heroes to be summoned into the temple to be worshiped by the soldiers and civilians of Chenzhou."
The two stood up.
Turn around.
"Brother Yao, please follow me."
A gust of wind blew by, and as Wang Meng and the two slowly moved forward, everyone couldn't help but kneel down.
