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Chapter 443 Enthroned
In the sixth year of Xuanhe, 1124 in the Western calendar, the first day of the first month, Yuanshuo.

After a year and a half of repairs, Luoyang City, which had long been lonely and no longer the style of the imperial capital, has regained its style after a large amount of manpower and materials were invested.Time flies for more than 200 years, and no one knows what the imperial capital was like in the past, but people in Luoyang agree that Luoyang today is not worse than the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

The influence is mutual, the upper level can affect the lower level, and the lower level can also affect the upper level, but the intensity is different.Generally speaking, Zhao Song's social atmosphere is not very bold, otherwise no man would put flowers on his head for beauty.

It's different when it comes to Wang Yan's place, it's full of majesty inside and out.Although it has only been a year and a half, the social atmosphere in the north has already begun to turn.This is mainly due to the hundreds of thousands of troops in the north pushing all the way, destroying an unknown number of small families, and even solving an unknown number of unjust cases, and redistributing an unknown amount of land, thus establishing the authority of the Wang Dynasty.It is human nature to be strong, and under the protection of such power, people are honored.Naturally, the social atmosphere will change with the imperial atmosphere.

In fact, life is better, and the people have money.After all, no matter how powerful the empire was, it would be in vain if countless foreign barbarians were slaughtered and their poor people bought their sons and daughters to eat the soil and eat the bark of trees.What's more, Wang Yan has only just cleaned up the north, and the south is still divided.

In the past year and a half, nothing happened in the first half of the rebellion period, and the new government was in the running-in period. In addition, only the northern territory, the annual income of that year was only 7000 million.Among them, part of the commercial tax station and the agricultural tax station are relatively weak, and the rest are copied from the house.By this year, although the statistics have not been completed, according to the estimated data given by the Ministry of Households, the annual revenue has directly reached about 500 million yuan.

The composition of this year's annual income is complicated, because the homes of many landlords and large households have been copied and a lot of land has been allocated for farming.Although most of them are taxed at [-] yuan, and although the current grain production is not very high, counting the land in Liaodong and the North China Plain except Beijing, it is basically more than half of the current arable land, and a lot of grain is harvested.

Although the farmers have worked hard for a year, they may still not be able to guarantee food and clothing, but only to ensure that no one will starve to death.But it doesn't matter, after all, the time for farming in the north is only one year, and the rest of the time is full of work.Land and water conservancy in various places, as well as the repair of the Grand Canal, etc., although they don't care about food, they are paid wages.If you don't want to do it here, you can also work for those businessmen.They all have a minimum salary, whoever dares to deduct it, as long as they report it, they will be fined for breaking the house.If there is also collusion between the government and businessmen, it is copying the house and working.

When people have money in their hands, they will spend it. After consumption, the business will make money, and the tax charged by the business may not be heavy, but it is not low.But now the whole north is a large construction site. If you have some brains and some money at home, if you recruit people to dig mountains, cut trees and burn bricks, then you can make money.The imperial court is not the original imperial court, it has always used money to speak, and the corvee has been abolished.In such a turn, the social situation is good, and business tax is a large part of income.

The most important point is that this year has basically wiped out all kinds of unwilling landlords and gentry in the north, who have accumulated wealth through generations of hard work.Only in this situation can there be as much as [-] million annual revenue.

As for food and so on, it doesn't matter if there is not enough food, those who come to farm are enough to feed many people.Secondly, he has a sea trade fleet to trade in the South China Sea to purchase spices, grains and other materials. As long as he can sail, the fleet will not stop.Three years ago, I never stopped raising pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, etc.Before he rebelled, the lands of Shandong and Hebei were big provinces for raising pigs, and the output was not low.The fourth is that Xixia did not fight in vain. There are pastoral areas and land there. He changed the tax on animal husbandry, so that the animals raised by them would not be deprived of meat, but food should be precious.The fifth is to open a trade route to Mongolia through Xixia, and do cattle and sheep business with the people there.

Generally speaking, the north under his rule is able to live and have a bright future.After all, it has only been more than a year, and he can do what he is doing now, which is already his best ability.And what's more, Zhao Song's capital was overdrawn by him once.The rest still has to be accumulated over time, slowly.

Glancing at the sleepy father-in-law standing not far away, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, shaking the bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons. With the slight movements of the body swaying back and forth, the frightened Zhao Ji woke up in a jerk, looked up at the smiling eyes of the good son-in-law, clicked his mouth angrily, and turned his head away to stop looking.

The old father-in-law is very comfortable, even if he is here, there is no prince, but he is the former emperor, and his daughter is also the head wife that Wang Yan married in the past, and there are countless rare treasures in his family, no one dares to find it with him happy.In the past one year or so, I have stopped tossing. I used to practice Taoism, but now I also cultivate my body and mind.On the contrary, I look more energetic, and I have to live another 30 to [-] years, at least.

Wang Yan stepped on the stool and got on the huge luxurious dragon chair pulled by sixteen horses, and sat down on the dragon chair inside.The eunuch, who was watching all the time, looked back at the phoenix chariot pulled by twelve horses, and the princes and daughters were behind, the older ones were walking, and the younger ones were standing there decently, The officials on both sides also finished their preparations, and with a flick of the dust whisk, they shouted loudly: "Let's drive!"

As the voice of the great eunuch spread, it was transmitted by the voices of other eunuchs, and soon reached the front of the team.Immediately afterwards, the gate of Yingtianmen was slowly opened by the warriors, and the rising sun of the first winter fell on the opening, shining on Wu Song who was wearing a dark gold armor.Holding the newly established national flag, with a long knife hanging from his waist, he looks majestic and majestic.Behind him, there are thousands of people densely packed, standing still in a strict formation, and hundreds of them are holding various flags, including military flags, auspicious beasts, five elements, and rivers and mountains.

After Wu Song pacified Shandong, he took his soldiers and horses who had been training for many years to Beijing. The Beijing Imperial Army that had been reorganized was stationed in Shandong, and his troops were reorganized and became Habayashi Guards, guarding the imperial capital.Wu Song served as the commander of the Habayashi Guard, and he was named General Habayashi with the military title.

Although it sounds like a miscellaneous general, counting the six guards in Liaodong, there are only ten organized troops.Even if thirty or forty were compiled in the future, those with this kind of title would not be miscellaneous generals, not to mention that Habayashi Wei is the right of the imperial guards, and they are very popular.And in order to show how much he valued Conglong's hero, he gave it back to a Qinghe County Duke. Unlike the Yanggu County man Zhao Ji gave him earlier, Wu Song is a serious founder of the country.It's just that there is no Shiyi fiefdom, it's just a false title of honor, but it's also full of gold.

"Let's go together... let's go!"

Wu Song yelled, echoed in the doorway, and then walked out.The team in the rear was uniform and followed closely.The stride frequency and stride length were roughly the same, and accompanied by the sound of gold and iron flapping the nail leaves, the long procession exited the Yingtian Gate, and exited the Suzaku Gate in the outer city of the imperial palace, which had been open for a long time.This was changed later, in the name of the four gods, corresponding to the east, west, north, south and four directions.

After leaving the Zhuque Gate, there is the Zhuque Bridge connecting the two banks of the Luoshui River.Beyond Zhuque Bridge, on the same axis as Zhuquemen, Yingtianmen and Vientiane Shrine, is Zhuque Street.It is 95 meters wide and 950 meters long, and is paved with large thick bluestones.This material is definitely not worthy of the status of this long street, but the production efficiency of the specially made gold bricks is too low, and the buildings in the palace are not supplied, so we can only deal with it in this way first, and replace it later. .

On Suzaku Street at this moment, five steps away is a fully armed Habayashi Guard soldier, extending to the end of Suzaku Street.Behind them, it was lively, the people in the city who got up early and rushed to watch the excitement.A notice has been issued long ago, and the people can watch it at will without bowing their heads.

When Wu Song crossed the Zhuque Bridge and stepped on the Zhuque Street, he yelled "walking forward", and vigorously threw the national flag in his hands to the front of his body to hold it, and walked forward step by step.

Common people are no strangers to this kind of action, they have seen the palace guards change defenses, but the number of people is too small, like today, thousands of people together, holding the flag in front and chopping knives in the back is the first time they have seen it.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Yan looked at the stunned people on both sides of the street amidst the windy wind.Now these people in front are all the elites of various armies, the killers on the front line, and now they are in formation together, full of murderous aura, needless to say how majestic they are.

At the end of Suzaku Street is the Sheji Altar and Taimiao, which took more than a year to build.The Sheji Altar is in the west, and the Taimiao is in the east.Of course, the building is facing south, but there is no wall outside, so it is so bright and bright.These two places were also surrounded by Habayashi guards, keeping the people who watched the emperor enthroned outside.

In the middle of the two buildings, at the end of Suzaku Street, was a three-tiered platform. Wu Song stopped in front of the platform, standing upright.The flag-carrying soldiers behind him trotted to the left and right, and stood upright.

Under the leadership of the minister, Wang Yan took his wife, children and other officials to the center of the altar of the country. The minister held the imperial decree and read out the sacrificial oracle aloud.

After offering sacrifices to heaven and earth at the Sheji Altar, he turned his head and walked towards the Ancestral Temple, and it was a long-winded time, offering sacrifices to distant ancestors and near ancestors.It is easy to say that the distant ancestors are the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, but the recent ancestors are different.Wang Yan looked at the names of eighteen generations of his ancestors on the tablet, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally became a filial son.

There is no way, unlike that time in Daming, he is a beggar and cannot be traced back, so there is no signboard of Jinzu.Not this time, his Wang family is a big family in Yanggu, accumulated by his ancestors.The other ancestors didn't know, but he knew his grandfather's name anyway, it was the same, let alone his parents.Maybe it's really possible that it was the ancestor of his Wang family who made the arrangement this time. Of course, it's also possible that the civil servants who traced the source only checked for a few generations, and then it was the official who forced it.

Anyway, the old couple lived well in the real world, waiting for him to give birth to a son, but he didn't run away after all, and put up a sign first.

Of course, it doesn't matter to put up a sign. After all, he is always an orphan in the film and television world, but his parents' graves are there, but he doesn't go to the graves.It’s just that this time it’s a little big, and it’s all gone to the Taimiao. This is a place where everything has to be sacrificed...

After sacrificing to the Taimiao, Wang Yan and others came to the platform in the middle.The band is already in place, with drums, flutes, xuns, sheng, and pipa. What they are playing is a vast and heavy, but overbearing music full of killing.The matching words are not long, there are two ques on the upper and lower sides, the first half is to boast of the glory of China, and the words are beautiful, and the second half is to defend the glory to the death, and the words are sonorous.

With the sound of singing, Wu Song raised the national flag on the flagpole.Wang Yan, his wife and children, as well as the officials behind him, all had their left hands lowered, and their right fists were placed horizontally in front of their chests, with their backs facing the sky.The soldiers, when the music played, drew their long knives around their waists and pointed them at the sky.

Such an enthronement ceremony, which is somewhat inconsistent with current etiquette, was of course created by Wang Yan.The sense of ritual is the most effective way to increase the sense of belonging and honor.

He is a man of his word, he just makes a decision, and the people who work below will be miserable, especially the Ministry of Rites who is in charge of the five ceremonies.Although the Kong family has long been pacified, and most of the children are building roads in Shandong to give back to their neighbors, they still have to follow various etiquettes in doing things now.The etiquette and law are all inherited. Although they have evolved many times, there are always allusions.On the one hand, it is Confucian orthodox, and on the other hand, it also means that the Chinese inheritance is endless.Therefore, the Ministry of Rites has poor scriptures, and wants to find the source of etiquette. If there is no one, create it...

This is the advantage of holding the right to speak, saying that everything is right...

Wang Yan didn't have much to say, after all, it's still a matter of Confucianism, his education hasn't started yet, he can wait for a century-old plan.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the enthronement is considered over, and the rest is to go back and read the imperial edict of the founding appointment.On the way back, I didn't ride the dragon, just put my hands behind my back, waved to the people on both sides of the road with a smile, and said a few words to them at close range to show my closeness to the people.

Just like that, amidst the cheers of the common people, Wang Yan and others walked back to Ziwei Palace.

On the top of the city gate of Suzaku Gate, someone had already hung a huge national flag, and the other three city gates were also synchronized.And on the city wall, there are military flags of the existing troops with writing and totems.On the whole, it is relatively harmonious.

In the Vientiane Shrine, many large tables had already been filled.The place is big enough to accommodate so many people eating together at the same time.So Wang Yan didn't care about the rules, and directly held a banquet in this hall of supreme power.

After another lengthy reading of various appointments and canonizations, Wang Yan stood on the high platform and waved his hand: "Masters, win!"

After speaking, he ate a few symbolic mouthfuls, and then went back to the harem to eat with his wife and children. After all, he was here, and a group of people couldn't eat well.

This time when the emperor did not wait until the unification of the north and the south, they really couldn't do it, they couldn't stop it at all, even the people in the south knew it themselves.Those people in the south are all aware of the situation here.The autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves generally wiped out all the disobedient landlords in the north, without even a wave of waves, and they didn't think they could resist even with an army of hundreds of thousands.

Now that it has been enthroned and the country has been established, the north has almost been swept away, even if there are remnants, it is useless.The next step is to wait for the army to finish training and directly unify Shenzhou.

As for negotiating conditions, those people in the south are not qualified, one counts as one, and they all have to work until they die.

Just thinking about it all the way in a mess, and finally returned to the harem.

Before entering the house, he heard his good sons bluffing there: "I am King Wu, do you dare to grab meat from me?"

"I'm still Princess Wei, what can you do if you steal your meat?"

"mother……"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, here are all sons under ten years old, and his daughters, only two over ten years old are sitting on his dragon chair, accompanying the ministers instead of their fathers.

With so many titles and only a few awesome ones, there will always be dissatisfaction.If they are arranged according to age, there are also some people who are not convinced.These sons of his have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they fight every day with similar ages. It is impossible to say that they have no feelings, but they always compete.So for the sake of equality, he directly drew lots.Whoever draws the best ones will be the ones, don't complain about this and that in the future, don't worry.It was all done under the witness of cabinet ministers, absolutely fair and just.

Li Shishi got up and helped Wang Yan take off the dragon robe: "Why are you back? Aren't you with the ministers in front?"

"They didn't even dare to speak loudly when I was there. How could they have a good meal and let the boss and the second child accompany them there?"

Taking off the dragon robe, Wang Yan sat at the dinner table, smiling and looking at the child who was competing with him, and chatting with the four girls while eating and laughing.It's nothing, just to talk about what it feels like to be the emperor.Although in the past people used to be called the emperor, your majesty, etc., but it was always illegal.

This time, the four women also didn't have the title of empress, they were all concubines, so don't make trouble for anyone.He also explained the matter of the child becoming the emperor, and it was still so straightforward.His good sons really don't live as long as this old man like him. It's really a dream to think about his position.So he still told his sons not to think too carefully, and it is important to train the next generation well.

What do these little brats understand now, that is, the older ones can understand a little bit, and he mainly talks to a few women.Li Shishi has no children, she doesn't care.But the other three were a little different. Zhao Yupan was being teased by Zhao Ji. The old boy was a villain and comforted himself. His grandson was not bad as an emperor.Hu Sanniang is also instigated by her natal family. Although Hu Chengcheng has been honest all these years, but now she has become a relative, so she always has something to think about.

As for Jinlian, that is a big heart.I've heard too many stories in picture books, what about royal filth.She doesn't have a mother's family, so she relies on her son, and she feels that she is the first to enter the house, and she is always loved, so she also has ideas.

The Emperor Wang's solution is very simple, choose a concubine...

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