The first month of the fifth year of Tongguang (920) passed by together.
The streets and alleys of Luoyang are filled with lights and lively.
Especially on the Lantern Festival, the curfew was lifted and people went out of their homes to watch the lantern festival.
This is a symbol of peace and prosperity.
In times of war, there is no such treatment. On the one hand, there is no money, and on the other hand, to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the curfew to raid and seize the city, most people can only live in a relatively depressed environment.
In this process, people either become numb or start to pervert.
In the 20th year of the new dynasty, the "Shao Thief" who was cursed by many people was like a tenacious steamroller, rumbling over all kinds of demons and monsters, suppressing them and wailing underground.
At the same time, the various wonderful lives in the new era are gradually softening the will of the demons and demons to resist.
As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes away like a string of silkworms. Shao Thief has had a lot of silkworms in recent years...
And he is also verifying his strategic vision step by step——
The long-standing evils caused by the 150-year separation of feudal towns are all condensed in a huge container called "society". Do you want it to be concentrated and dissipated through explosions, or do you make a determined effort to suppress it with all your strength, and slowly
Deflate slowly?
He is not qualified to choose the first path.
That road exploded not once, but five times...
After each explosion, the internal pressure was released a little, but the container also became dilapidated.
Let's deflate slowly and reduce the pressure slowly.
Of course, if you deflate in this way, it may not be completely released.
At the end of the summer, Wu Fu's influence will be very strong, but there are also benefits: when there are foreign enemies, I will put "Wei Bo Immortal Qi", "Youzhou Immortal Qi", and "Hedong Immortal Qi" on your face, and the effect will be wonderful.
Persia was now covered in mud, and was in a state of embarrassment.
Ercyrus and Tam mingled among the people, watching the magnificent and brilliant lantern festival.
There were shouts one after another in the distance, and the people rushed to one place, and there was even a small-scale stampede. However, they were quickly patrolled by three squads of soldiers from Henan Fuzhou, Henan, and Luoyang counties, waving their whips and scabbards.
Calm down.
Tam raised his head and saw the Supreme Emperor standing on a gate tower, accepting the admiration and cheers of the people.
Elbrus muttered in a low voice: "He should be shot hard."
Tam looked at it carefully and said: "I'm afraid it won't be easy. Standing downstairs, you can only see the umbrella cover. The Supreme Emperor is under the umbrella cover, so he shouldn't be able to shoot. You have to climb to the opposite roof and set up
A powerful crossbow, but probably not that easy."
Elbrus choked, so I just vented my anger. Are you serious?
Tam didn't pay attention to Elbrus's expression. He stared at the full moon in the sky, then looked at the Supreme Emperor, muttering: "Sure enough! The key to the universe is in his hands, but sooner or later he will return.
The arms of the Creator, because He has fulfilled his duty and severely punished those who did not follow the true faith.”
Elbrus was even more speechless.
But Tam continued: "In recent years, there have been many violations of the commandments in various places. This may be the reason why the Lord of the Stars was born."
Elbrus didn't want to hear any more of these gods and goddesses.
He comes from a noble family and has learned different things since he was a child. What Tam said had no impact on him.
He just wanted to go back as soon as possible, so he said: "In mid-February, the Privy Council of Xia Kingdom will issue a troop deployment order. At that time, a large number of soldiers will go to Kalasa, Bahuan, and Zailimi. I plan to leave early and catch up with them before they arrive.
Before that, send the news back to Bukhara.”
Tam sighed with regret.
He also wanted to stay in China for a while, walk around and see.
He found that the country's culture is very tolerant and not exclusive at all.
During the Tang Dynasty, they absorbed a lot of culture from Persia and Sogdia.
Hu cakes and soup cakes have almost become a must-eat food for northern Xia people every day. They are not conservative in clothing, musical instruments, dance, and art. If there are two of the same thing, the native one can be used, but it is slightly worse.
, foreign ones are better, they will not hesitate to abandon their own country's traditions and absorb advanced foreign things.
This is one of the unique signs of a global empire, which is very different from traditional conservative countries rooted in region.
He really wanted to stay in this country, as a calm observer, to record its development trajectory.
He believes that he may be witnessing history.
But he had no choice but to complete his work. As Elbrus's deputy, he had the responsibility to accompany him back to Bukhara to meet the Grand Vizier and the Emir.
Only when this job is over can he decide his future again.
What's more, he has to go back and publish a book! The printing industry in Samarkand is very developed. He has friends there who can help him proofread and publish books.
Tam also wants to leave his mark in history, and "Hu Da's Whip" is a good starting point, and he has been working hard for it.
"It is really a prosperous country, much better than Bukhara." Elbrus sighed as he looked at the crowded streets, rows of shops, people's decent clothes, and relatively strong spending power.
He no longer had any intention of being hostile to the Xia Kingdom, but he still needed to convince the nobles and generals of Bukhara.
This is a difficult task.
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Shao Shude held the hand of his eldest grandson and looked far away from the top of the city.
"Twenty-five years ago, Aweng's army went south from Heyang and stormed Luoyang. In the first month of the third year of Qianning (896), they surrounded and annihilated part of Zhu Quanzhong's most elite Changzhi Army in the southern suburbs of Luoyang, and then defeated the southern city of Heyang and killed
Huo Yanwei, Huo Cun and his son." Shao Shude patted his grandson's hand and said, "Kou Yanqing is so tough. He fought until the last moment. In that battle, the most capable Tianxiong army under Aweng suffered heavy casualties. He
Yangnancheng, even though the situation was over, still chose to fight to the end."
The guards following him and most of the palace people were a little confused.
Shao Shude felt a little emotional. Twenty-five years later, many past events are gradually being buried in the dust.
"I have always been a guest, and we all grow old together! It's a good death, a happy death!" In the night wind, he seemed to hear Kou Yanqing's high-pitched and hoarse voice before he died.
He seemed to see Huo Yanwei standing alone in the raging fire in Nancheng, Heyang, wielding a long Ke ax.
He also saw Liu Han, who was kneeling on the ground and crying when the victory army was completely wiped out during the first march eastward.
"Aweng has never encountered an easy enemy in his life." Shao Shude continued: "It is not easy to come to this world. People's hearts are easy to win, and they are easy to disperse. When unworthy descendants ruin the family, they always think about it.
If the family is big and the business is great, it doesn't matter if he loses a little bit, but if he has gone through these difficult wars, how can he bear to lose the family?"
"Can the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army who were killed or injured during the siege of the Changzhi Army agree to be prodigal?"
"Can the soldiers of the Tielin Army, who were tortured to death by the disease in the trenches during the attack on Heyang Nancheng, agree to lose their family?"
The seven-year-old grandson of the emperor, Shao Xiu Shou, didn't seem to understand, but he held Shao Shude's hand obediently and seemed to comfort him.
"Today is the Lantern Festival, so we shouldn't mention these things." Shao Shude came back to his senses, laughed, and said: "My dear grandson is lucky to be able to enjoy this peaceful and prosperous age. In the future, we should remember what Aweng said."
"My grandson has remembered it," Shao Xiu Shou responded.
Shao Shude looked at his grandson again and was very satisfied.
Although the eldest grandson is only seven years old, his future life has already been arranged.
Everyone can see that this child is the third generation successor chosen by the saint.
Shao Shude has even arranged a bride for him: the granddaughter of Chen Guogong Fu Cunshen.
Fu Cunshen was still a commander in Beiting, but his family had already become a member of the imperial family, just like the story of Zhu Shuzong back then.
It can also be seen from the choice of marriage that the background of the Shaw family is actually that of a martial artist, and this is still the case even in the third generation.
"What will you do if you come to govern the world in a few decades?" Shao Shude became interested and asked.
As a seven-year-old child, he didn't expect to say anything shocking, he just asked casually.
After Shao Xiu Shou thought for a while, he said: "Aweng said that there are troubles in the border areas. If my grandson is in charge, he will turn them all into Xia people. Will there be no trouble?"
Shao Shude laughed happily.
This answer is not bad. Behind it is the fact that his eldest grandson often follows him around. He is greatly influenced by him, and his thoughts unconsciously move closer to him - at least partially.
"What do you think about Persia?" he asked again.
"Aweng talks about the silver of Persia every day. If my grandson is in charge, he will build the largest workshop in the country in Shule and make things to sell to the Persians every day. Whatever they want, they will make whatever they want, and they will spend all their gold and silver.
Get it here." Shao Xiu Shou said.
"Oh? Why don't you just grab it?" Shao Shude asked deliberately.
"Last time, the Kingdom of Khotan presented a bunch of jades. Aweng said that the level of jade craftsmen varies greatly. Some have superb skills, while others have less practice and are less skilled." Shao Xiu Shou said, "My grandson feels that the craftsmanship is uneven.
, it is better to let the craftsmen make things and sell them to the Persians than to rob them directly, because the craftsmen can practice their craftsmanship more exquisitely."
Shao Shude was overjoyed when he heard this. He hugged his grandson directly and said with a smile: "Not only can the craftsmen become more skilled in their craftsmanship, but it will also produce more craftsmen than you can imagine. Once there is a war, these craftsmen will be your capital.
, they can sew military uniforms, make swords, and make armor, which is of great use."
"Remember, it's fun to just grab money, but the benefits are not big enough. Let the money circulate among the people and then be collected, the benefits are even greater. This is the magic of money, it 'travels' in the world, and when it goes to the farm
, it created a milker and a butcher. When it ran to the workshop, it created a blacksmith and an weaver. When it ran to the seaside, it created a sailor and a shipwright... It ran around, never stopping, the faster it ran.
, the stronger the world becomes."
"How amazing." Shao Xiu Shou smiled.
"You must play this money game carefully in the future." Shao Shude said: "Money itself has no meaning. You also know that if you just rob the Persians' gold and silver, you will get back a pile of dead things and put them in the corner to eat ashes. Money needs
It is meaningful to 'travel' in the world. If you don't want to rob the Persians directly, then don't rob the common people of Daxia. There is no point in collecting too much money in the treasury. Use it to create more craftsmen and warriors for the world.
, Sailors, their large number of existences and their ability to live a better life are the true foundation of Daxia."
“Let money travel?”
“Let money travel!”
“What to do if you don’t have money?”
“Take it from the person with the most money and keep it traveling.”
"good."
Warm cheers rang out from the front.
The grandfather and grandson looked up and saw a large number of Kongming lanterns rising slowly, shining brightly in the night sky, dispelling the endless darkness.
