Picked up a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 689
Yankang three years,

In Hejian County, there is a well of Huanglong.

The next day, before the hour of Chen, the whole camp had already come to life, and the officials who followed Xing Ziang to Xiliang came out one after another, including the Dachangdu from Hewa Island. People from the Central Plains, but these years, he followed Xing Ziang in Hebei and conducted serious investigations in the Northwest, and he has a good understanding of the local customs. He just got up, changed his clothes, and took a bath. Zhong Changtong who came out of nowhere pulled him out of the camp.

Came to an open space, Xing Ziang sat on the mat, greeted the people around with a smile, still holding a bowl in his hand, Xing Ziang walked over, bowed to Xing Ziang, sat down quickly, Dazhang also paid his respects After leaving Xing Ziang, he sat beside him. Immediately, a servant came forward and brought food for the two of them. Zhong Changtong looked at the bowl and said helplessly, "It's rice porridge again. I've been eating it for half a month. well."

Xing Ziang smiled, took a thin piece of meat from his own bowl, and put it in his bowl, "It's not easy in court, so please be considerate. This rice porridge is distributed to the serving people, You can still hold on for a long time. Your Majesty is not easy." Zhong Changtong looked at the sliced ​​meat in his bowl, speechless, nodded with a smile, and started to gobble it up.

Da Zhan didn't even complain, and ate seriously.

"Mr. Dazhang, have you finished writing your book?" Xing Ziang asked, Dazhang shook his head, and said, "The north is almost finished, but the south has not been touched yet." Dazhang has always wanted to write Xing Ziang was very happy when he found out about a book about the customs and customs of various parts of the Han Dynasty. He kept urging him. After thinking for a while, Xing Ziang said, "Maybe, you can write two books."

"One is dedicated to the north, and the other is dedicated to the south. Before I go to the ground, I really want to read your book carefully!"

"Mr. Xing!!" Zhong Changtong, who was gorging himself, shouted in displeasure, and then Xing Ziang smiled helplessly, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. Everyone is going to die, so why are you so persistent? What?" Seeing Zhong Changtong's increasingly unkind appearance, Xing Ziang was speechless. Last night, he just said that he would be buried here, but Zhong Changtong yelled at him for half an hour. This child .
After a while, the three of them had almost finished eating, Xing Ziang stood up slowly and said: "After eating, then go to work, Gongyi, go and tell the officials behind that when making sleepers, they must We need to deal with it first. There was a rotten sleeper in Chidao, Ningzhou. You can’t make mistakes here again. Mr. Dacheng, you go to the front and urge the officials who rammed the earth first. The roadbed should be rammed thicker. "

Listening to Xing Ziang's instructions, the two nodded and left quickly. Xing Ziang went to the side in person and directed the officials to lay the sleepers. The emperor, no one can use it, Emperor Xiaokang's benevolence and righteousness abolished the precedent, and the Chidao has just become a road for the people of the world, and also made changes to the Chidao, from the exclusive use of the emperor to a road for the people of the world to come and go .

Because it is a track, the speed of the carriage on the galloping road is very fast. We still have to thank the first emperor's carriage on the same track. Otherwise, whether the carriage can run on such a track is still a big problem. Xing Ziang calculated the distance, and every three feet It is necessary to plant a tree. This kind of behavior has existed since the Qin Dynasty. The main reason is that it takes too much wood to build the road, so it is necessary to plant trees as compensation.

In recent times, most of these traditions have been abolished, because it is too troublesome, not to mention, what is wrong with cutting down these trees, why bother to plant them?

But Xing Ziang didn't think so. No matter how urgent the project was, he never forgot to plant trees. That's what he did in Ningzhou. Nowadays, passers-by in Ningzhou can often see those newly grown trees. The trees, dancing with the wind, seem to be waving to passers-by. In summer, they look extraordinarily beautiful. Hebei people call these trees Xing Gongmu to show their respect for Xing Gong.

The crowd had been busy for a day, and Xing Ziang didn't stop, directing the crowd while planting saplings.

As for the night, everyone just began to rest.

As soon as Xing Ziang returned to the camp, Zhong Changtong came to look for him and sat down. Then Zhong Changtong asked enthusiastically: "Mr. Xing, have you ever finished reading the watch that I handed over? What do you think?" ?", Xing Ziang took out one from the messy documents on the case, and asked: "You mean this?" Zhong Changtong nodded, Xing Ziang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I don't think it's appropriate."

"Why! How could it be wrong? Cao Situ implemented this policy in Jingzhou, which made the progress of the canal extremely fast. He assigned the project to the local rich and let them do the work. The temple only needs to give money after the project is completed. They have some benefits, this matter can be completed, and the treasury is not rich, at this time, it is a great thing to be able to complete these as soon as possible, why would Xing Gong think it is inappropriate?"

Xing Ziang frowned, and said resolutely: "The construction of Chidao is a major task ordered by Emperor Xiaokang himself. For decades, I have not dared to slack off at all. I will do my best and leave it to others. Don't worry, besides, those big families come to build and excavate for their own benefit. They will only find ways to make it faster, not better. I can't give up Chidao's quality in pursuit of progress."

"From ancient times to the present, how many people have been building Chidao, but where are those Chidao now? They were all damaged long ago, which is beneficial for a while, not for a lifetime. Tell me, is it my reputation, Xing Ziang, or Chidao's play?" is more important?"

Xing Ziang asked.

Zhong Chang was unable to refute at the time of reunification, he could only sigh, and said: "If Mr. Xing is unwilling, according to the current progress, it will take two years at the earliest to complete the Xizhou Chidao."

"Why, do you think I won't live for two years?"

"Of course not, Mr. Xing, the Minister of the Manchu Dynasty, I admire you the most. You shouldn't waste your time here. You should go back to the temple and succeed Cao Cao." Zhong Changtong said, but Xing Ziang laughed out loud. Get up, "So what about Situ? I think there is no difference between the chief of the pavilion in this place and the Sangong in the temple. They are all sharing the worries of the emperor and governing the world. What difference does it make where they stay? Alright, Go and rest, you'll be busy tomorrow!"

Zhong Changtong stood up, bowed to Xing Gongchang, and then turned to leave.

He had just left when Da Chan walked in, holding a pile of papers in his arms, looking a bit struggling, he put these thick papers in front of Xing Ziang, Xing Ziang looked at him in surprise, Da Chan sat down In front of him, he didn't say anything, he doesn't speak much, and he is also reticent on weekdays, he only loves to see the scenery of various places by himself, but he doesn't like to participate in other things.

It took Xing Ziang a lot of effort to invite him to help him. Xing Ziang flipped through the papers and read them. After seeing them, Xing Ziang was stunned. These are similar to local chronicles, and they start with the names of counties. Obviously, these county towns were visited by Dazhan himself, and the subsequent records contained detailed descriptions of the local conditions and customs. Xing Ziang looked through them, and Dazhan has already recorded hundreds of county towns.

"Okay, okay, your writing is very good!" Xing Ziang said happily, he raised his head, looked at Dachengdu, and said: "Can I copy it again, I want to send it to Luoyang, so that His Majesty can also write it down." Look, these records of yours can be placed in the library after completion, especially for those officials who are going to go to the place, it will be of great use!!", Xing Ziang said excitedly, but Da Yandu said: "Mr. Xing does not need to copy , just send it directly”

"That's it, I'll report to Your Majesty, let the temple print a few copies, and send the original back. This thing is precious. You'd better keep it by your side, and maybe it can be passed on to your descendants." Xing Ziang said, Da Zhan Du also nodded, seeing Dazhang hesitant to speak, Xing Ziang also understood his thoughts in his heart, Xing Ziang smiled and said: "I know that my heart is not here, and I wasted your time. You are here with me."

"I won't keep you anymore. Tomorrow, I will give you some money, horses and chariots, and two servants, and you can travel around the world!"

Dazhangdu suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, Xing Ziang was right, he always wanted to travel around, if it wasn't for Xing Ziang, he would never have stayed in one place for so long, but he didn't want to leave Xing Ziang just like that , "Okay, that's it for now. Go ahead and start tomorrow. I'm still looking forward to your next book!"

"Thank you Mr. Xing! When I finish my travels, I will definitely come back to find Mr. Xing!" Everyone bowed to Xing Ziang, and Xing Ziang smiled gently.

After seeing off the capital, Xing Ziang only had time to deal with his own affairs.

Sitting alone in the camp tent, looking at the many memorials on the case, under the candlelight, he could not see clearly. He was getting older and his eyesight was not good. Xing Ziang smiled wryly and put the memorials He raised it up, faced the candlelight, squinted his eyes, and looked at it seriously. Only then could he barely read the words on it clearly. These were handed over by officials from all over the country. Some came for wood, some for food, and others. Some require Xing Ziang's approval.

After dealing with these, it was already late at night.

Lying on the bed, Xing Ziang couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

As a person gets old, he always likes to recall the past, recalling it over and over again, for fear that one day he will not be able to remember clearly. He still remembers that he, who had never been crowned, went to Jiedu with a group of scholars who were preparing to attack the young emperor. Ting, he still remembered that He Zi held the sword and asked him viciously if he was an accomplice to those people, he still remembered the big golden fish, he remembered the sentence Liuhou. Xing Ziang laughed.

More than 50 years have passed.

He served as a Wei Wei, and then went to farmland, followed the prince to implement new policies, handled assessments, set up official schools, took over from the prince in Yangzhou, conducted overseas trade, prevented disasters in Hezhou, transported materials, assisted Yuan Feng, reformed taxes, and went to Shangshutai , I have been in government for [-] years, handled all government orders, and now I am building roads everywhere, my life has just passed in such a muddle.

At night, accompanied by the sound of frogs, Xing Ziang's breathing gradually became rapid, Xing Ziang opened his eyes, he was a little out of breath at the moment, Xing Ziang gritted his teeth, sat up with difficulty, the beating of his heart gradually changed. Slowly, he could feel that death was coming, Xing Ziang was in some pain, opened his mouth wide, and breathed with all his strength, there was faint sound of dragon chant and golden light flashing around him.

"No, no, Chi Dao has not been completed yet. No, no, no." Xing Ziang kept shaking his head, breathing desperately, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes widened, and he kept murmuring in his mouth, his cloudy eyes With hot tears dripping down his face, there was a sudden yell, the sound of the dragon's chant suddenly disappeared, Xing Ziang's flushed face gradually recovered, he panted, and looked around blankly.

After sitting for a long time, he lay down again.

I'll be busy tomorrow, so take a rest early.

Don't come to Huanglong, spend time with me.

(End of this chapter)