On the ninth day of the seventh month in the tenth year of Jianji, Sima Ban, Beibai, Luoyang, it was clear. Liu Yin was freed from labor.
There are many gardens in Shendu Garden, and many fruit trees are planted. It's a pity that he, a dignified military envoy of the Qing Dynasty, the first thing he did after arriving at Shendu Garden was to be a guest farmer. Thinking about it carefully, I feel sad about it.
He has given up his thoughts now and hastily let me go. I just want to be an ordinary Luoyang citizen and don’t expect anything else. Alas.
"Finally, I have some hope." Liu Tai came over and didn't mind the dirt on the ground. He sat down directly, took out a piece of cake from his bag, handed it to his elder brother, and said, "Didn't the palace supervisor say so?
After the saint returns to Luoyang, he will pardon us and maybe give us an official position."
"It has been ten years since the founding of Daxia. How can there be so many official vacancies?" Liu Yin shook his head and said, "Even if there are, it is not interesting to have an eighth- or ninth-grade official." "Brother, it is good to have an eighth-grade official.
How can you support your sister-in-law, nephews, and nieces if you don't become an official?" Liu Tai asked.
Liu Yin was a little confused after hearing this.
He gave the court hundreds of thousands of money, hundreds of thousands of bolts of silk, and various domestic and overseas goods, the value of which is difficult to estimate. In the end, it was difficult to even support his family. Is this true?
Liu Tai was eating Hu cakes while observing his elder brother's expression.
In fact, Wang Chan, the palace supervisor, had already said in a subtle way that the saint would reward them with a mansion and some minor officials. Maybe some of the confiscated family property could also be returned, provided that they are honest and don't talk too much.
If you say weird things and blame others, no one can protect you.
Fortunately, after hearing this, Liu Yin nodded and said: "The past is over, so we really shouldn't worry about it too much. Alas, he is a martial artist anyway, and he has no face, so it doesn't matter. Let's just live the rest of his life."
"Exactly." Liu Tai said happily: "In ancient times, the Lord of Xiongchai would kill all the feudal lords he caught surrendering. Nowadays, he basically saves his life, and even allows people to live a more decent life."
If there is no beautiful woman at home, Liu Tai added silently in his heart.
"Respect is difficult. Living in Luoyang is not easy." Liu Yin smiled bitterly and said, "Many officials still rent houses. Don't even think about surrendering people like us."
During the pre-Tang Dynasty, houses in Chang'an were in short supply. Prime ministers also lived in houses provided by the government, and ordinary officials rented a lot of houses, which were not even as good as ordinary people. Many people in Chang'an had houses passed down from their ancestors, and the five houses next door
Pingguan's neighbor is renting a house.
Luoyang in the Xia Dynasty was similar.
The imperial court once issued the "Edict to Build Houses", which mobilized the people to clean up the ruins of Luoyang and build a number of houses. But that was many years ago, and at least two-thirds of Luoyang's area was still in ruins.
The state of the wall, overgrown with weeds, is not comparable to today.
Although Liu Yin didn't know what "historical opportunity" meant, he also knew that after passing this village, there would be no such store. The common people who came early had houses in good locations and locations, but the generals who came later might not.
, the strangeness of the world makes people sigh with emotion.
"Brother, you got millions of money for the imperial court, why do you do this?" Liu Tai said with a smile. Liu Yin also laughed.
If the court has a conscience, it will give him a "commission". If not, you have nothing to say.
However, we should really be more proactive. If we are pardoned, we will send someone back to Guangzhou to take a look and focus on the matter of the big eating horse. If this is done, the reward will be indispensable.
At this point, the two brothers were speechless and concentrated on eating the biscuits.
Liu Yin was also hungry, so he finished his meal quickly and burped loudly, causing people nearby to turn their heads and look at each other. He smiled awkwardly.
They are all former princes, or at least their sons and nephews.
Qian Luo's son, Qian Chuanguan, was a former Gongsheng of the Imperial Academy, and is now the Prime Minister of Taifu Temple. Li Keyong's younger brother, Li Kerou, is the Taiguan of Guanglu Temple.
A little further away, you can also see Wang Shiyue, Wang Shifan's younger brother, who is a judge of Dali Temple. A group of Wang Shenzhi's nephews also came...
Damn it, how much will Shao Shude's vanity grow when he sees this kind of scene? Ten years after the founding of his dynasty, all the princes came to the dynasty and bowed their heads to obey orders.
The small Tibetan states were also cut off one by one, and the chieftains sang and danced accordingly.
At this point in your life, you have nothing more to ask for, right? If it were you, you could build a bronze bird tower, drink wine and beauties all day long, and then send people out to find immortals and medicine. Your life would not be too comfortable.
It's a pity. I don't want to live such a comfortable life today and find my own fault.
But then again, maybe only someone as persistent as him can achieve such a great cause.
Recalling what he saw and heard along the way, Liu Yin was very impressed. In this world, someone has to come out to clean up the mess, otherwise he doubts whether his sons will be able to stabilize the foundation after his death, and he may have to pass it on to his brothers in the end.
In that case, there's no telling what the outcome will be, alas.
"Coming, coming!" A Taichang official rode past, shouting all the way. Brother Liu Yin immediately stood up, dusted himself off, and looked solemn.
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"Long live our emperor!" As soon as the holy chariot appeared, drums and music sounded, and officials and guards prostrated themselves on the ground. Shao Shude and the queen got off the carriage and accepted the worship of everyone. "Long live our emperor!" The shouts were heard in the distance.
In Beimang Mountain, thousands of people prostrated themselves on the ground. The scene was extremely shocking. Shao Shude felt it quietly for a while, and his heart was filled with excitement.
This is where power becomes intoxicating.
It took him thirty years to build the world with swords and spears. When the officials who prostrate themselves to the ground shouted "Long live", they were a little more sincere.
How could one be willing to leave such a country? How could one be willing to let go so easily?
"Sir, please get up quickly." After a short period of swelling, Shao Shude quickly woke up, stepped forward quickly, and helped Song Le, the minister of Zhongshu, to his feet. "Your Majesty is finally back." Song Le said with a smile: "I am really looking forward to it.
, sending people to Heyang Ferry every day to check."
Only Song Le can say such witty words.
Shao Shude laughed loudly, holding Song Le's hand and walking forward.
Most of those who stayed in Luoyang were middle and low-level officials. Shao Shude looked over one by one and found that there were many new faces.
Feeling Ruo Song Le's emaciated hands like a dead tree, I sighed again: Daxia has been established for ten years, and the replacement of old and new is also in steady progress. Each generation has its own mission, and success will lead to retirement.
"Everyone, please get up." Shao Shude raised his hands and said, "I am fortunate that during this period in Beidu, the civil and military officials in Luoyang, as well as Chinese and foreign deacons, are all respectfully fulfilling their duties. I am very pleased. It is still the same as usual, and there are differences in rewards."
After finishing speaking, the guards conveyed them one by one.
Suddenly, cheers started again: "Thank you, Your Majesty for your kindness." Shao Shude smiled and pulled Song Le into the carriage.
Song Le declined for a moment and then agreed. Riding in the same carriage with the emperor and empress was a great honor and an affirmation of his contribution.
Others saw it and naturally had their own opinions in their hearts: Saints are, after all, people who value emotions and nature. Old man Yuan Cong had official rank, wealth and honor, as well as extra favors he received inadvertently, and newcomers also received greeting gifts. In today's subordinates Work, feel free, comfortable and comfortable.
The holy driver left Baisima Ban and slowly headed south along the first-class national highway.
Shao Shude felt a little moved when he heard the sound of "Long live" that was still coming from outside the window.
They were the people who came after hearing the news, but were kept far away by the guards. They still remembered Shao Sheng's kindness in giving him houses and fields, and they were also excited for the emperor who came from Kansai.
Comparing it carefully, although Beiping Prefecture also vigorously moved the people from Guanxi, the foundation was still shallow after all. Regarding this, Shao Shude had not felt much about this at first, but when he returned to Henan Prefecture, the enthusiasm that hit him was so overwhelming. He felt a clear difference.
This is the true basic plate!
"In the past, I personally commanded the attack on Luoyang. The army built a city at Baisima Ban, cutting off the connection between Luoyang and Heyang Nancheng. This was the key to victory. In that battle, the Liang people resisted stubbornly, and Huo Cun, Huo Yanwei and his son both died in the battle. Heyang, Gongxian, Heyin, Sishui and other places are almost completely white." Shao Shude opened the curtains, looked at the flat farmland, orchards, and pastures outside, and said: "More than ten years have passed, and I can see that the devastation is gradually recovering. When the people are at peace, they suddenly feel that everything is worth it."
"Zhu Liangcheng is Your Majesty's most difficult opponent." Song Le agreed and asked again:
"Your Majesty, the Northern Capital has also changed a lot in the past few years. Do you want to inspect it?"
Shao Shude felt a little moved and then said: "Let's go back to Ziwei City first and rest for a few days." He was indeed tired, not physically but mentally.
When he returned to Luoyang, he suddenly realized that his nerves had been tense when he was outside.
He never felt that he was under any pressure. It seemed that no matter how serious or difficult things were, he could deal with them calmly and calmly. But at this time, he faintly felt that it was not that there was no pressure, but that he had kept these negative emotions firmly in his mind. Suppressed deep in his heart, there was still a trace of uneasiness in his subconscious, which made him sleep less comfortably and live less comfortably, even if he was surrounded by familiar people.
Were you really not worried when you were chatting and laughing with so many savage leaders at Meituo Lake? At Longquan Mansion, there were news of rebellion everywhere, weren't you worried?
Even when I was in Beiping Mansion, I always felt that the Yan people were still evil-minded and ready to take action.
He knew that he thought too much, did too much, and worried too much. Even if he was not hunting, fishing, or venting on women, he seemed to be enjoying himself, but he could not truly relax.
No wonder the king won't leave his home easily after he conquers the world. There is no comfort in his home anywhere. When the spirit is relaxed, life can be longer.
On the tenth day of the seventh month, the holy chariot entered the city through the east gate amid the sleeping eyes of thousands of people.
Even with sergeants maintaining order, the streets and alleys of Luoyang were still crowded.
Almost all the government officials from Luoyang and Henan counties went into battle, and with the cooperation of the state soldiers, a road was cleared. The carriage drove slowly through Tianjie and entered Ziwei City, and finally stopped outside Taoguang Garden.
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