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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty

Yongyu Mausoleum is the tomb of the late emperor of the temple.

Like other mausoleums of this dynasty, it faces south and is composed of an upper palace, a lower palace, the queen's mausoleum, and the tombs of the royal family's descendants.

The upper palace is the main part of the cemetery. From south to north, there are magpie platform, breast platform, Shinto and mausoleum platform.

The mausoleum is the tomb, located in the middle of the palace city. The mausoleum is divided into three floors and is in the shape of a bucket. It is planted with lush green cypresses and is evergreen all year round. The lower part of the mausoleum is called the underground palace, where the bones of the late emperor are buried.

The underground palace is large in scale, up to 30 meters deep, and is made of blue bricks. It imitates the architectural structure of the palace on the ground, and there are large colorful murals painted on the walls.

The lower palace, also called the mausoleum, is located in the northwest of the upper palace. It is where the coffin of the late emperor was stored and where the funeral officials lived.

Surrounding the upper and lower palaces, there is a sacred wall more than ten meters high, called the palace city. The Yuling Palace City covers an area of ​​179 acres, with divine gates on all sides, and a pair of stone lions outside each divine gate. In the main In front of the gate, in addition to a pair of stone lions, there are also a pair of stone carved mausoleums for generals.

Zhao Si and his party stayed in the lower palace, waiting for the auspicious time tomorrow to bury Queen Zhu's coffin.

He was buried in May. It was already the winter moon, with falling snow and biting wind.

Zhao Si glanced at the eighth prince Zhao Ting, who was held in the hands of Queen Zeng. He was only eight months old, sleeping soundly in his quilt. His little face was as red as an apple because of the heat, bright and moist. .

"It's freezing cold and myna is still young, so why bring him here?" Zhao Si said.

"He must come." Mrs. Zeng lowered her hands and changed the position of her arms. "As soon as he was born, he was different from others. He already shouldered a mission that was completely different from everyone else. The officials understood it, and the concubines also understood it."

Zhao Si looked at that little face, was silent for a long time, and nodded, "Well, everyone has their own mission."

After a pause, Zhao Si said again: "Queen, don't worry, several Chinese doctors have seen it, and myna is very healthy. And after more than ten years of accumulation, the state has done a good job in preventing childhood diseases."

"Of course I am relieved and very pleased. It's just that there are too many stories that have happened in the past dynasties in this palace. I don't dare to harm others, but I will not sit back and watch my own flesh and blood being harmed."

Zeng Shuhua said softly, but in a very firm tone.

Zhao seemed silent, and Mrs. Zeng glanced at him and continued: "I know that the official family has managed the Ministry of Internal Affairs in a clean and orderly manner. But people's hearts are so far apart that it's hard to guarantee that there won't be one or two people who are greedy for wealth and take risks. Bago It is still a seedling, very delicate, and cannot bear the slightest disturbance. I dare not take risks."

Zhao Si was silent for a while, "I don't dare to take risks."

He stood by the window, looking through the glass and the flying snowflakes at the mausoleum not far away and the Queen's Mausoleum behind.

"I used to be young and energetic, and I wanted to tear everything down and start over again. But after I came to the throne, I slowly discovered that some things are reasonable as long as they exist."

Zeng Shuhua was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly: "What does the official family mean?"

"Ethics." Zhao said calmly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zeng Shuhua's mouth, but then she stopped it.

"There are regulations for starting a business, and there are rules for keeping it. Now the government's great cause has not yet been completed, but in some places, it is necessary to enter into it."

Zhao Si looked at his queen with admiration.

"My queen is truly a person of great wisdom."

Zeng Shuhua said modestly: "Official officials have given awards, and there are many wise people in the world. What is difficult is those who have wisdom, the means and the courage to put it into action."

Zhao Si smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Zeng Shuhua looked at his profile, thought about it for a while, and finally spoke again.

"Guan family, sister Zhaoxia has told me everything she saw inside and outside Beiping City. Your Majesty, has your decision been made?"

"It should be said that this decision was already made when I came to the throne." Zhao Si replied without hesitation.

"I can understand the good intentions of the officials. It's just... that there will be a lot of opponents and turbulent sentiments about moving the capital. In the early years of the dynasty, Taizu wanted to move the capital to Luoyang, but in the end he had to do it because of too much opposition.

give up."

Zhao said nonchalantly: "Taizu was wearing a yellow robe. In the early years of the dynasty, he was walking on thin ice, so he had many worries. Now I have conquered the Song Dynasty again and rebuilt an official system. The public sentiment is raging, and I just treat it as a pack of vicious dogs barking.

If they piss me off, I'll smash their heads with a pumpkin hammer!"

Mrs. Zeng knew that Zhao Si was joking and making a metaphor, but she still felt a little uneasy.

Before the imperial dynasty, there had never been a strong and uncompromising emperor. The strongest voice was only Taizu's "cut off your father's head, cut off your mother's head". Most of them were the words of Renzong. So in Zeng Shuhua's mind,

The opinions of the officials and the public opinion of the scholars are very important.

"Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance. Please be cautious and discuss it with important ministers to seek their consent. Only when the top and bottom are of the same mind can we work together."

Despite Zeng Shuhua's persuasion, Zhao Xi just nodded, "If you stay in one place for a long time, all the forces will naturally become entangled. What they want most is to maintain the status quo and are unwilling to make changes. But history tells us that if you don't think about it,

Those who change will eventually decay and perish.”

"The Book of Changes says, 'When poverty leads to change, change leads to smoothness, and generality leads to longevity.' If I were to say it, it should be, 'Change leads to smoothness, and unchangedness leads to blockage; change leads to prosperity, and unchangedness leads to decline; change leads to growth, and unchangeableness leads to stagnation.

The Yin Dynasty moved its capital many times, and each time it was revived, it prospered for five hundred years. If it hadn't been for King Wu of Zhou, a young man, who took advantage of Emperor Xin's full strength to conquer Dongyi, expand Jianghuai, and sneak attack from behind, the Yin Shang Dynasty would have been destroyed.

I don’t know how many more years it will flourish.”

When Zeng Shuhua heard the official say such shocking words, she was angry and funny, but she was used to it.

But at this time, she also understood the official's determination, and believed that with the official's means and courage, there was nothing he couldn't do. Especially with the help of the three major bandits, the most involved gangster since the founding of the dynasty.

, conservatives, opposition parties, and local powerful factions, the obstacles that could block the progress of the New Song Dynasty have basically been crushed.

It is even harder to stir up waves of opposition in both the government and the opposition.

Zhao Si saw the look on Zeng Baohua's face and continued to persuade: "Queen, people today have different positions, different interests, and different perspectives. Although I have made it clear the pros and cons of moving the capital, there will still be many people

, speaking out against it based on their own interests and those of the groups behind them. They have no control over whether it is good or bad for the country or the people. They only care about whether it is good or bad for themselves."

"Queen, don't worry, I am still a reasonable person. I fought in the south and north, and used my merits to gather power, so that these people are willing to sit down and listen to my reasoning. But I will not condone or retreat. I will use reason.

If you don’t listen to others, then don’t blame me.”

When Zeng Shuhua heard this, she knew that the matter was irreversible, so she could only murmur: "This Gong County Imperial Tomb will be...like this from now on."

"When Brother Eleven is buried, this Gongxian imperial mausoleum can be closed. From now on, we will move to Wanshou Mountain, and our descendants will go there. When one of our descendants rises up again, we will move the capital to Xinjing."

"Guan Jia, you have created a new lineage." Zeng Shuhua said.

"So the temple name I have chosen for myself is reliable." Zhao Si reached out and touched Bage's little face, "Grow up quickly, my temple name and posthumous name will all depend on you in the future."

After all the funeral rituals were completed, Zhao Si and his party left Yongyu Mausoleum and headed towards Kaifeng City facing the rising sun. Zhao Si turned around and saw the golden light of the sun shining on the top of the mausoleum, vaguely like an oil painting.

...

In the spring and March of the 16th year of Tianqi, in the Chongzheng Hall, Zhao Si, Dazai Zhang Shuye, Situ Fan Zhixu, Sikou Zongze, Sima Liu Fa, and Shaozai Chang Sun Moli were admiring Wang Ximeng who spent more than four years traveling across the country.

, and spent half a year painting the "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains".

"This painting is divided into six pieces, divided into Central Plains, Northwest, Yanyun, Jiangnan, Southwest, and East China Sea. The Central Plains takes the Songshan Yellow River as the scenery, including Huguan and the mainstay; the northwest takes the Qilian Mountains, the West Sea, and Juyanze as the scenery; the Yanyun takes the scenery

The scenery is Yanshan Mountain and Luanhe Grassland; the Fuchun River is the scenery to the south of the Yangtze River; the Qingcheng Mountain, Emei Mountain and Jinsha River are the scenery to the southwest; the Putuo Mountain and the Big and Little Ryukyu are the scenery to the East China Sea."

"The rivers and seas are vast, the mountains are undulating, the mountains are endless, and the water and sky are the same color. Inheriting the green landscape painting method of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, green is the main color, either thick or light, with ocher as a lining. The picture has clear layers and the color is like a gem.

Brilliant..."

Everyone is a knowledgeable person and they are full of praise for this long painting.

"The only regret I have about "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is that the Song Dynasty has more than these Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains, and I can't even draw it in such a long scroll." Zhao Si sighed.

"Yes!" Zhang Shuye and others agreed with emotion.

"Report!" reported the school secretary.

"What's up?"

"I just received an urgent report from Liangzhou City, saying that twenty-five days ago, Muhammad II of the Western Kara Khanate killed 179 of our Song Dynasty merchants in Samadang City and stole all the goods.

.The four people who luckily escaped traveled day and night and ran to Liangzhou City yesterday."

Zhang Shuye clenched his fists and said coldly: "Liangzhou City is the westernmost point of the emergency reporting line. It was only opened this month. The first important military report is actually bad news."

Everyone turned to look at Zhao Si, expecting his decision.

"The Western Kara Khanate once again robbed and killed the merchants of the Song Dynasty, and once again trampled my face severely under its feet." Zhao Si sneered repeatedly, looked around at the people standing around, squinted his eyes, and stared.

To the West.

"Western Expedition! Only by burning Samadan City into ruins can we avenge this shame! Only by letting the many bandits in the west know that the anger of the Song Dynasty is a cleansing fire that burns everything, will they respect us."

"I second the proposal to march westward to avenge the shame with blood!" Zhang Shuye and others said in unison.
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