In this vast world, how many people are doing the same thing at the same moment?
When Song Yang was sighing gloomily in the remote town of Nanli, thousands of miles away, in the inner courtyard of the palace in Zoucheng, the capital of Yan, Emperor Jingtai of Yan was also sighing. His dog died.
On the occasion of the tenth anniversary of Jingtai's accession to the throne, one of the congratulatory gifts sent by Tubo was a golden-eyed snow mountain lion mastiff.
Jingtai likes this dog because it is loyal. He tried.
It is extremely difficult for dogs on the plateau to survive in the beautiful south of the Yangtze River. Not long after he was brought here, the Snow Mastiff became seriously ill and was dying. A talented man in the palace was a natural lover of dogs and could not bear to let the little furry thing die like this.
, really put a lot of thought into taking care of the Snow Mastiff carefully, and finally helped it survive the disaster. The Snow Mastiff gradually grew up and became majestic and fierce. It only recognized two people in the whole palace: Emperor Jingtai and the talented man.
Cai Ren was very happy, but Jingtai was very curious. He wanted to know who was the real owner of the Snow Mastiff, so one day, he took the Snow Mastiff to find Cai Ren, turned away and closed the door... First there was a scolding from the emperor, followed by
The vicious dog barked, and finally Cai Ren screamed. When the door of the dormitory opened again, the snow mastiff's fangs were stained with blood, Cai Ren's throat was torn out, Jingtai looked happy, he
Now that I know the answer, I am quite satisfied.
Then, he stretched out his hand and slapped the Snow Mastiff on the top of his head, laughing and scolding: "I just wanted you to bite me twice, but you are not a serious beast, and you actually bit someone to death." The Snow Mastiff whimpered.
Two times, I don’t understand why the master beat me...
Since then, he will take this good dog with him wherever he goes except when he goes to court. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and the good dog has turned into an old dog. His claws are no longer falling off, and his mane is no longer falling off. He started not eating or drinking a few days ago, and he has persisted until now.
, finally exhaled his last breath.
The Snow Mastiff died in the imperial study room, right next to the owner's feet. At this time, there were two people in the room who were presenting important matters. Jingtai interrupted them with a wave of his hand, squatted down and reached out to pull the dog's ears. Soon, the Snow Mastiff's
His head and ears were torn and dripping with blood. Only then did Jingtai confirm that Gouzi was dead. He sighed deeply, looked up at the minister in front of him, and said: "The most loyal man in the world is dead."
Emperor Jingtai was in his forties. He was slightly stout and looked uglier than ordinary people. He had a flat nose, a wide mouth, small eyes, and sparse eyebrows. However, they became thicker at the peak of his eyebrows, which were raised diagonally, like two eyebrows.
Dao knife marks.
Although these two ministers are quick to respond and have deep scheming minds, they don’t know how to respond to his words and show their loyalty? Are they going to argue with a dead dog about who is the most loyal one in the world? All they can do is to advise His Majesty to show condolences, but they are worried about everything.
Frightened, they secretly cursed the old dog for dying at the wrong time... Everyone knew who Jingtai was, and it was really bad luck to report political affairs to him just when his favorite dog died.
Jingtai wiped the blood from his hand on the snow mastiff, stood up and returned to his seat. His eyes wandered over the two ministers in front of him for a moment: "Do you think you are unlucky? Don't worry, I won't anger you. Dogs are dogs and people are people.
." As he said that, he pointed at the minister who was just speaking in the middle of his speech: "Go on, what's going on over there in Nanli?"
The minister bowed: "There was a fire in Nanli Kuitang at the end of last autumn. All the masters raised there were injured and killed. There was no one to send to the first level. Fenglong was smart and took advantage of the words in the credential to do some literary work. He did not send any warriors.
When selecting talented people in Nanli, you should compete with extraordinary people."
Jingtai was curious: "What kind of strange person?"
"Horse training, animal training, dancers...all kinds of things, covering a wide range of areas." The selection of talented people in the nine states of Nanli was a big deal, and there was no way to hide this matter from anyone.
Jingtai laughed loudly: "Is it possible that Nanli sent a circus troupe to compete in my first-class competition?"
The minister shook his head sternly: "As far as I know, the ten extraordinary men all have real talents and learning. Maybe there is no need to pay attention to them, but it is ultimately inappropriate to underestimate them too much." Frightened, the minister still said what he should say, and even
You don’t need to think too carefully about your words. This is the difference between the two Han dynasties, Dayan and Nanli.
Jingtai is cruel, but he prefers to kill flatterers than ministers who speak less politely.
Sure enough, there was no trace of sullenness on Jingtai's face. Instead, he nodded and smiled: "I understand, I understand. They don't want to fight but are afraid of losing their dignity, so they create a juggling team to show off the country's prestige. Are they just here to bluff people? They bluff people."
They can't scare me, and they can't scare you, but it's hard to guarantee that others won't be frightened by them. Not to mention the whole country of Yan, just me, the people of Jingcheng, will feel barbaric and terrifying when mentioning Nanli, and I won't be happy either."
Zoucheng, also known as the "Jingcheng", means the finishing touch. The place where the dragon rises in the middle of the earth is the eye. It is the most lively and beautiful city in the world.
In the twenty-two years since Emperor Jingtai ascended the throne, he actively declared war five times and conducted two personal expeditions, not to mention domestically. He did many great things, but the one he was most proud of was the seminar he held.
Four years ago, in the name of the royal family, the imperial court invited well-educated people in the country to lecture on the principles of heaven and man in Zoucheng. After several days of heated debate, one person finally outdid all the wise men with his words... What is important is not who this person is, but what he says.
The principle is 'shangshangshuo': Yan is superior, Yan people are superior, they should dominate the four directions, and other people are despised, so serve them, otherwise they will be killed.
After the study, "Shang Shang Shuo" was written in volumes, supplemented by countless side commentaries, describing the harm caused by barbarians and other tribes, and their contempt. The imperial court spent Pang Hao's energy to promote it to all directions, first to the Hanlin, rural studies, scholars, and then to
The common people, who have been working non-stop for four years, are the biggest government affairs in the hands of all courtiers. Even when Jingtai left the Fu family and caused shock in the government and the public, the promotion of "Shang Shang Theory" was not delayed at all.
What is inciting is the people's hearts and what is instigating arrogance.
This matter has finally begun to bear fruit. The Yan people are more xenophobic than ever before. They are filled with hatred and contempt, and naturally they have the will to fight... After several years of hard work, they have finally stirred up some 'public opinion', and the people of the Five Kingdoms are of the same rank.
The competition was originally a good show that "added fuel to the fire", and Jingtai was fully confident of winning the championship.
Only Nanli suddenly came up with a "crooked way". The people who came were not warriors. It would be disgraceful to win. Let them show off Nanli's strengths. This would undoubtedly be another setback for the Yan people's rising craze for "shangshang".
Jingtai rolled up his eyelids and looked at the minister: "What do you think we should do?"
The minister responded calmly: "It's not difficult. The knowledge of horse training and animal training was passed from us to Nanli. They are just students. Dayan is the ancestor. Just find someone to compare them with them. I don't know about this matter."
Will do it immediately."
But Jingtai shook his head: "Fenglong has created a juggling troupe, and I want to follow suit and create one too? It doesn't make sense." As he said that, he suddenly laughed: "Let's fight, it will save us a lot of trouble."
The minister was stunned: "I am stupid..."
Jingtai spent the night with the three girls last night and didn't sleep much. He was a little tired at the moment and yawned, his voice a little out of shape: "Before the Dragon Boat Festival, send your troops south, don't make too big a fuss, seize the two city gates of Fenglong, and use them to attack the south."
Ten thousand heads is enough. If you are at the bottom of this battle, there is no need to say anything. During the first-class competition, just let Nanli's acrobatic team perform on the stage."
Nanli Xiangma is powerful? Dayan won the battle.
Nanli is good at taming animals, and Dayan wins the battle.
Nanli was good at smelting iron and carpentry. Dayan won the battle.
Even though Nanli was filled with immortals and living Buddhas, Dayan won the battle!
As long as they win a battle before the Dragon Boat Festival, Nanli's Qishi Mission will really become a vaudeville troupe. Let them perform on the stage and play well. The greater their skills, the more ridicule they will get from the people of Zoucheng.
Duo. If he was really that strong, how could he not be able to stop the iron hoof of Yan State?
The emperor was not allowed to be arrogant before he arrived, but the minister still took a breath of air, then knelt down with a grunt and said in a quick voice: "Your Majesty, you can't fight."
The matters of swords and weapons cannot be moved at will. The countries in the Middle Kingdom check and balance each other. Although Nanli is weak, it is also a part of maintaining this balance. Yan's heavy troops move south. The two countries in the west and north will most likely take advantage of the situation and move as far away as possible.
The Uighurs here may not just watch it honestly and mess up the overall situation. No one dares to say what the situation will be like by then, but the possibility of the Yan Kingdom falling into heavy pressure from three sides is very high.
Jingtai had known for a long time that he would kneel like this, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Get up, I understand what you mean. I just said it, don't make too much of a fuss. I'm not going to destroy Nanli, I'm just going to fight Fenglong."
Give him a slap in the face in a few strokes. It is more than enough for the southern front headquarters to enter the battle. There is no need to mobilize troops from the west and north, let alone wait for the Tibetan and Quanrong reactions... By the time they understand, our army will have already returned to the DPRK."
The minister was not polite about the emperor's wishful thinking: "There has been no major war between Yan and Nanli in recent years, but there have been constant small battles at the border. Nanli has stationed heavy troops at Zheqiao Pass and along the Red City, and the garrison is tight.
Breakthrough is not easy."
Jingtai shook his head indifferently: "You don't have to worry about this, I have a way."
The minister still knelt down, frowning and hesitating. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said what he wanted to say: "You know...not only external troubles, but also internal worries."
Jingtai exclaimed, with great interest: "Internal worries? Does my Dayan have internal worries? Let's hear it." After saying that, seeing the minister's hesitant expression, he added with a smile: "It's okay, I forgive you.
Also, when you get up to speak, I can’t see your face while you’re kneeling.”
The minister stood up straight: "Seven years ago, the Great Thunder Sound Platform issued a decree, and the young monks in the world practiced martial arts in order to strengthen their bodies and self-reflection; six years ago, the national master understood the mystery and said that the Great Shura Tribulation is coming.
To alert believers all over the world; five years ago, twenty-one Xumi Zen monasteries added a Wei Tuo monastery in the name of defending the way to break the tribulation, to formally train and support warrior monks; four years ago, each monastery added a Douzhan pavilion to select elite monks.
Developing military strategies; three years ago..."
In these years, Yan Guoshi's actions in the name of the Buddhist family have continued, and his military force has increased day by day. Everyone has seen these things, and Jingtai certainly knows them all, but he ignores them and lets the national master do his business.
This time was no exception. Before the minister could finish speaking, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Is this the 'internal concern' you are talking about? There is nothing new, so ignore him."
"Your Majesty, it is clear to you that the matter is not just that." The minister had already spoken and was about to finish his words: "Starting from three years ago, the National Preceptor and the Tubo Molin Great Living Buddha began to have contact. First, they exchanged letters, and then sent envoys to each other...
Until the past year, the Living Tulku of Tibet sent secret envoys to the country five times to visit the Imperial Preceptor; the Imperial Preceptor also sent close disciples to return visits three times... I thought that since he was a secret envoy, he had hidden evil intentions. Now, there is still a Tibetan hidden in the Great Thunder Sound Tower.
Lama, I just arrived three days ago."
There is another sentence that the minister did not say: Wen, Wu, Xian, and Snake, three of the four important ministers back then have been removed one after another, and now only the Imperial Advisor is left... It seems obvious that the Imperial Advisor does not intend to sit still and wait for death.
.
Jingtai's tone was relaxed: "Jin Qian, I have something to say, don't worry if I say it harshly."
The minister's name was Wen Jinqian. Hearing this, he immediately bowed and said, "I ask for your Majesty's teachings."
In the blink of an eye, all the smiles on Jingtai's face disappeared, his eyes became cold, and he slowly said six words: "Master Zha... are you worthy?"
Wen Jinqian had no expression on his face and stood with his head bowed. Jingtai laughed again and changed the subject: "Jinqian, tell me, what is the way to be a minister?"
Wen Jinqian answered resolutely: "Loyal to the emperor and patriotic."
"This is just a casual comment. If I say it, it means I haven't said it yet." Jingtai chuckled: "I think there are only two ways to be a minister. One is to be proficient in the government affairs at hand. No matter what, you must do the job well first;
The other thing is to figure out the Lord’s thoughts. You did a good job in the first part, but you fell short in the second part.”
Jingtai leaned back and rested his back comfortably on the chair: "I don't care about internal and external troubles. I must fight this battle in Nanli. Do you know why?" After saying that, Jingtai turned around and waved to the waiter.
A little eunuch behind him smiled and said: "Xiaodouzi, tell me, why do I have to fight?"
Xiaodouzi was still a baby, about ten years old, with an ordinary appearance, but there was a natural joy in his eyebrows, which made him very lovable. When he heard His Majesty’s call, he hurriedly walked around to the Long Bookcase and replied crisply: “Long live Lord’s dog.
He is dead, so we have to fight and kill!"
Jingtai laughed loudly and slammed the table: "I hit it!"
If Banzai Ye's dog dies, someone must be buried with it; also, Jingtai is not happy when the dog dies...killing some people can make him happy.
Wen Jinqian had nothing to say and didn't know what to say. He knelt down and bowed before retreating. Jingtai turned to the second minister and asked, "Is there any news about Xiao Hang?"
The second minister shook his head: "After Mr. Su went to sea last year, no news came back. I have sent my subordinates to go to sea to look for it. For the time being..."
"Go away! Go look for it again!" Jingtai suddenly became furious, grabbed the tea cup and threw it on the ground.