The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 121 Liang Shuai is in a state of rage (for the leader MatrixNEO)

In the quiet Jiafu Hall deep in the Luocheng Palace of Daliang, Jiang Xuanhui tiptoed and placed a pile of official documents on the desk.

"Is it Xuanhui?" A loud voice suddenly sounded from behind the curtain.

Jiang Xuanhui was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he replied, "It was my subordinate, Ba Fu Ji sent a letter."

"Huh..." A heavy and hoarse breathing sound came, and then he said simply: "First, pick out the thoughts of Sanhe and Lianghuai, and don't miss any of them."

Jiang Xuanhui hastily picked out the corresponding information from a pile of documents, opened it and glanced at it, and his hands and claws trembled with fear. If he read such bad news, wouldn't he be beaten to death?

That day, he was severely beaten by the king because he reported all the news that Wei Bo wrote to Fan Yang, Changshan, Cangzhou and Linzi to incite the Heshuo towns to unite and rebel.

Since the rebellions in various places, Zhu Wen's temper has become more and more violent. He would shout and kill his subordinates at the slightest displeasure. Jiang Xuanhui, the backyard servant, had been in trouble for a long time, and at most he was beaten with a cane, but others were not so lucky. Several maids who had run into trouble were thrown into the camp to become prostitutes. Zhu Yourang, the fake son, made a mistake and was almost beaten to death.

The thought of this made his hair stand on end.

"What are you still hesitating about? Read!"

Jiang Xuanhui gritted his teeth and put the bad document back down: "Your Majesty, I didn't find any memorial from the Lianghuai counties." Let the king review it himself later. He really didn't want to provoke Lei Ting's wrath.

There was a soft sigh from behind the curtain, as if a huge stone had fallen from the ground, and he murmured to himself, "Nothing has been reported...nothing has been reported is a good thing. Shao and Hu, the little men, cut wood to make weapons and kill people at will, I don't think they can last long." The voice turned gentle again, "What about Sanhe? Is there any situation in Sanhe?"

Jiang Xuanhui hurried to find it out.

"Reply...Reply to the King, we have them in Sanhe...we have them!" He couldn't help but stutter.

"Recite it quickly. Recite it verbatim, using different words. Think about whether the bamboo roots and vines hurt."

"I am in pain, I dare not say anything wrong!"

Jiang Xuanhui responded with a comforting voice: "It's good that you understand. Read it."

"The One-Eyed Dragon attacked Li Cunxiao, and Chengde sent 50,000 infantry and cavalry to rescue him. The battle was unsuccessful, and they retreated. Jin had no food, so they dried the corpses of Zhao people and ate them."

"The Crows' power is declining day by day, and they are about to be defeated." Zhu Wen felt a little relieved, and lifted the curtain to reveal an old face with disheveled hair.

Jiang Xuanhui opened his eyes wide, but still could not see the king's face in the dark.

"Pang Shigu divided his army of 100,000 into a day-and-night attack on Pengcheng. Pu appealed to Jin for help. Jin led an army of 20,000 to rescue Xuzhou. Yanei sent Huo Cun, the governor of Daliang Prefecture, to lead 3,000 white horse cavalrymen to intercept. Zhu Youyu led 10,000 armored soldiers to help. They fought against the Yan bandits at Shifo Mountain and defeated them. Jin fled..."

"Gone?"

"Tomorrow evening, the Xuzhou army will ambush you in the dense forest with silver knives in their mouths. Your troops will be exhausted and you will die in battle. The rest will be cooked by the Xu people..."

Sure enough, when Jiang Xuanhui had only read half of it, Zhu Wen was furious and called for a halt. He stood up from behind the curtain and roared, "Huo Cun deserves to die, deserves to die! He lost 3,000 of our cavalry and suffered such a great defeat! Zhu Youyu deserves to be killed too! Why didn't he go with the cavalry? Is he in a hurry to be reincarnated? Zhu Jin escaped on his own, why didn't you chase him! Once we conquer Pengcheng, we will wipe out this traitor! No, call the Yasi and arrest this evil son immediately. I will kill his entire family!" He was so angry that he suddenly coughed violently.

Zhu Wen's hysteria was far beyond Jiang Xuanhui's expectations. He immediately fell to the ground, kowtowed, and said, "It is my fault, it is my fault..."

“Hum… huh… ho ho… uh…” Zhu Wen covered his neck and calmed down from his excitement. He straightened his long hair that covered his eyes and pointed at Jiang Xuanhui and shouted, “Keep reading.”

"Li Keyong advanced down to Jingxing and attacked Zhao; Li Cunxiao led his troops to rescue Wang Rong. Rong sent an envoy to ask for help from Wang."

"I'm fighting with Pu, Jin, Xuan, Guangchou, Hong, Wei, and the emperor... Where do I get the energy to spare?" Zhu Wen patted the edge of the bed, was silent for a while, and said: "But Yi Keyong's letter said that Zhao's 100,000 tiger soldiers should not advance rashly. You, Wei and Chengde have been allies for a hundred years, and they will not sit idly by and watch the fire from the other side of the river."

By this time, the Zhao envoys had already arrived in Bianzhou, and the Yan people should have been on their way south...

"Yes, sir." Jiang Xuanhui wrote it down quickly.

"Don't stop, keep reading."

"Zhang Cunjing and his family went to Ruzhou to take up his post yesterday." Jiang Xuanhui picked up another secret report.

The most talked-about thing recently is that the veteran general Zhang Cunjing was demoted. It was because he was too upright and did not educate his children like a warrior. Zhu Wen suspected that he had a sense of identity with the court and wanted to find an excuse to kill him, but considering that the killing of the veteran Zhu Zhen had already caused a stir in the army, he dismissed Zhang Cunjing from the post of governor of Ruzhou and sent him to live out his days in the mountains.

Yesterday, Zhang Cunjing, who had waited for many days but did not see the king change his mind, finally became completely discouraged. He left Bianzhou with his wife and children in a dilapidated carriage. He left a private letter to Zhu Wen, in which he listed the changes in the situation since the Chaos Rebellion, as well as the hidden dangers inside and outside Xuanwu, and proposed to "kill the thief Li Zhen and respect the greatness of China."

But it's no use.

Li Zhen acted as the vanguard for Zhu Wen in everything, and the momentum was strong, so it was difficult to bring him down.

At the end of the article, Zhang Cunjing almost cried as he recalled the ups and downs they had shared over the years and expressed gratitude for Zhu Wen's support.

This private letter was now read out by Jiang Xuanhui, who told it to Zhu Wen as a joke.

Zhu Wen smiled when he heard this, leaning against the curtains and saying, "A mere warrior is worrying about the prime minister's plan. Does he think I will invite him back?"

"We captured the Huainan envoy alive and robbed Yang Xingmi to submit a memorial to the court. He requested that he be promoted to the Southern Summoning Envoy to fight against the king." Jiang Xuanhui picked up a new document with sweat and read it with a pale face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wen started to curse: "How dare you, little Jiangnan bastard, offend me?"

Jiang Xuanhui was afraid that he would provoke the king to get angry again, so he smiled and flattered, "Southerners are cowardly, so please ignore them."

Zhu Wen suddenly stuck his head out and stared at him with disheveled hair.

There was deathly silence in the dim Jiafu Palace.

Jiang Xuanhui was crouching on the wool blanket, feeling dazed.

Then, Zhu Wen's cold but calm voice was heard: "Take this Turkic dog slave out and give him twenty lashes. Come on, come on."

Jiang Xuanhui never thought that he would be beaten again so soon. He only had one butt, how could it be beaten to pieces twice in ten days?
"I know my crime, I know my crime! Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

"Know your crime? Know what crime?" There was a playful and cunning smile in Zhu Wen's tone.

Jiang Xuanhui's brain was overloaded, thinking hard about what he had done wrong again, but he didn't have time to hesitate for too long: "Your subordinates... Your subordinates... may have neglected something while sorting out the letter..."

"How can we avoid negligence? Look, look now, find the official documents from Liang Huai. Use your dog brain to think about it, since Xingmi has threatened to attack me, how can Liang Huai be safe..." The vicious hissing in the darkness stopped abruptly.

Jiang Xuanhui was so scared that he pretended to rummage through the boxes and cabinets on the table, then he swiftly lifted up the document that was at the bottom and said, "I am blind. It is true... it is true that Lianghuai has reported... something."

"Good. Speak now, don't be careless."

Jiang Xuanhui was so frightened by Zhu Wen's move that his hair stood on end. How could he dare to play tricks on Zhu Wen again? He could only say woodenly: "On February 27, the governor of Shouchun, Liu Hong'e, rebelled, listed the king's crimes, and called on the counties of Jiankang, Luzhou, Dunqiu, Guangling, and Jiujiang to fight against the king..."

Yang Xingmi was granted Huainan, but he did not control the whole area. Most of the prefectures and counties were occupied by the remnants of Cai's army, or the local tyrants protected themselves, or were controlled by the remnants of Gao Pian. Liu Hong'e was originally a general under Sun Ru, but he led his troops to flee because he hated eating meat. After conquering Shouzhou, he became a vassal of Zhu Wen, but in fact he was a local tyrant. This time, seeing Shao Guangchou's majestic power, he also rebelled...

It's not that they want to be loyal to the court. Shao Guangchou, Hu Hong, Hou Song, Liu Hong'e, these ambitious people, just saw the opportunity and didn't want to submit to Zhu Wen anymore. But it's also a good thing for the court...

"Come, come! Take this Turkic dog slave out and beat him with thirty canes... Take him out... Beat him hard!"

The servant on duty immediately ran in, covered Jiang Xuanhui's mouth and ran out. Just three days ago, a servant who was slow in his movements was killed by Wang Bajian. Who dares to delay?

"Stand still." Jiang Xuanhui's thick winter clothes were stripped off, revealing his scarred chest and back. The maids couldn't bear it, so they quickly tied him tightly to the porch pillar with ropes.

"Snap!" The maids held bamboo sticks and surrounded Jiang Xuanhui, beating him wildly on the head.

Two servants stood by, counting.

"one two three…"

The pain was so severe that Jiang Xuanhui burst into tears and cried for his parents.

"Thirty..." After the beating, the maid who was carrying out the execution whispered an apology: "We couldn't help ourselves."

Jiang Xuanhui put on his clothes with difficulty. There were still a lot of official documents waiting for him to read to the king, so he didn't want to blame anyone. He dragged his whole body with burning pain, and just as he reached the door of the palace, he heard Zhu Wen's rage.

"I was killed by you stupid pigs."

"When we attacked Tongguan before, we died and could not advance. The northern route was cut off and the southern route was dead. A saint would rather die a noble death than live a humiliating life. Now, look at today. In the vast Guandong region, in just two months, the five states of Guang, Shen, Yu, Su, Shou and the two towns of Wei and E rebelled. Are there still people who want to rebel? I'm afraid there are still some! Li Zhen, you keep talking about absolute perfection. I will succeed An Lushan, so where is the absolute perfection?"

"And Ge Congzhou, did he throw away the ability that defeated Qin Zongquan? Isn't he ashamed to be fooled by a salt bandit named Shao?"

"Go away and don't come to see me again!"

Li Zhen was not afraid. He hugged Wang Zu and said, "Han Zu defeated the Overlord many times and fought hard for nearly ten years before he respected Chang'an. Zhaolie wasted half his life but was not discouraged and occupied Western Shu. Wei Wu, Song Wu, Zhou Zu, and Qi Shen were all like this. Since ancient times, emperors have started businesses, and everyone has experienced victory and defeat. How can they succeed in one fell swoop? Although there are many rebels in all directions, they are all a mob, each with their own ulterior motives. How can they defeat our Daliang's elite? Why worry so much! Cong Zhou is a great general. If the king is suspicious and lets the yamen know, who would not be afraid? If the upper and lower hearts are divided, I think the king is really in danger." Jiang Xuanhui walked in quietly and stood in the corner, watching Li Zhen and others endure the anger. With the civil and military officials of the shogunate, he would not be affected.

Everyone let Zhu Wen curse for a stick of incense, and Feng's voice gradually became quieter. Jing Xiang then slowly said: "External enemies are like moths and ants devouring elephants, and they are not worth worrying about for a while. Internal troubles are the key to success or failure. Civil and military officials, soldiers of the three armies and the king go through life and death, all for fame, profit, and justice. Gathered for profit, they will disperse because of profit. Attached for fame, they will rebel because of fame. Come for justice, and leave when justice is exhausted..."

The ministers stared at Jing Xiang.

As long as the court does not make peace with the king, the king will be a great thief...How many years and how many times can Xuanwu withstand the test of being deposed? As Jingxiang said, what do people want from following you in rebellion? And as a thief, what can you give to everyone...It may not matter if you have a lot of soldiers, as long as you have money and goods, but what about the others?

Then the only way to counter the Li family is to establish a new country. The whole world is attacking? Ha, is there any difference between now and the whole world attacking? As long as we can maintain a tug-of-war with the four parties, the people of the world will slowly accept the fact that there are two emperors. This is not uncommon in the country. An Lushan, An Qingxu, Shi Siming, Shi Chaoyi, Zhu Ci, Li Xilie, Qin Zongquan, a total of seven saints.

The emperor at this time was no longer the county magistrate of the Han Dynasty.

My king, it’s not Yuan Gonglu either.

Zhu Wen looked conflicted and in pain.

Of course, his conquests were not to pacify the chaotic world, to allow the elderly to die peacefully, to allow children to grow up, and to protect women from being humiliated. He might have had this ideal when he first joined the Chaos Army. But today, his moral level is sliding at a collapsing speed. He just wants to play with more women, the surrounding Jiedushi, his subordinates, his daughters-in-law, camp prostitutes, and the emperor's concubines are all his prey.

Zhu Wen was not promiscuous until his later years. He was ready to do something, but he didn't dare to do it openly because of Zhang Hui. For example, he and his subordinates secretly raped the wives and daughters of enemy generals in Bozhou, and later when they conquered Yanzhou, they used carts to transport all the women of Zhu Xuan's clan back to Bianzhou. Zhang Hui said, "If you lose, I will end up like this." Then he stopped.

In addition, of course, he was the supreme ruler who controlled the world and visited beauties all over the country as a saint. Just like the name he changed himself to after he became emperor, Sunlight...

But he was still a little hesitant.

Although he was the strongest vassal, he was not afraid of gathering his followers together. But... everyone knew the fate of the seven false saints. He was really in a dilemma!
Ambition and the fear of following in the footsteps of predecessors are a conflict between the inner self and the inner self.

Xie Tong, the deputy envoy of Jianchang Palace, caught a glimpse of his expression and knew that it was time to do as he had done in the past when he urged the king to betray King Huang, so he winked at the warriors on the other side.

As if it was well rehearsed, Kou Yanqing stood up and said in a hurry: "The sage exiled for six years, braved the sharp arrows of the four seas, and only managed to recover Chang'an. Just when he was pleased to return to the palace, he did not expect that the constitution would be weakened and the principles and moral principles would be reversed. The innocent people of Qi were buried in the lake, and Han Jian was hanged at the gate of the country. Tuoba Sixiao was innocent but lost the position of Fu commander. Li Keyong was appointed as a cavalry commander for treason. He abused rewards and punishments, and caused chaos and disasters. How can he be a wise ruler if he is so foolish? We are determined to die for our country, and we have exhausted our efforts to fight against the enemy. How can we bow our heads and be controlled by the Shatuo!"

"The emperor allowed the barbarians to enter the palace, committed atrocities and humiliated the soldiers, causing the elders to cry bitterly. This is Jie and Zhou! The King of Bian has great power in the country, and has shown his kindness to the talented. He has conquered Cai and destroyed Chao, and his achievements are unparalleled. Please follow the will of heaven and the people, and take the throne of emperor for the sake of the suffering of the people in the three prefectures. Then gather the army to fight against the barbarians, punish the tyrants, kill the unjust, and clear the land of China, so as to meet the expectations of the world!"

As soon as Kou Yanqing finished speaking, people inside and outside Jiafu Hall immediately shouted in agreement, each of them was so excited that they could not control themselves. Some guards simply shouted "Saint", "Master", "Supreme".
"Asshole!" Zhu Wen glared at Kou Yanqing and scolded him, "The sage appointed me as the governor of Chen, Hua, Bian and Huai, which was more important than entrusting me with an orphan. I have received great favors from the country, but I have not been able to repay them. I have watched the sage make chaos and invited wolves into the house. I am overwhelmed with shame. Establishing a title is a big deal, Jing and Rong are afraid, Tai and Huan are difficult, and asking the emperor for help is the cause of disaster. Quanzhong dare not obey the order!"

"Those who harm benevolence are called thieves, those who harm righteousness are called cruel, and those who are cruel and thieves are called tyrants. Mencius said it long ago, we have only heard of the execution of a tyrant, but have never heard of the regicide! The young man in Chang'an dared to cause a rebellion, and justice cannot allow a jackal to usurp the throne." Duan Ning, the judge of the shogunate's finances, squeezed out of the crowd and said.

"Shut up!" Zhu Wen pushed him away, walked to the palace door and suppressed the cheers of the crowd, saying: "The saint has been on the throne for five years, and has done nothing wrong. It is just that the eunuchs and Shatuo have been following him. The emperor did not ask for my favor a few years ago, but the barbarians made a commotion in the palace and forced me to issue an edict, without any time to stop. The crime is all in Taiyuan, why don't people know it? I have devoted myself to the royal family, and I should have presented a petition to welcome the emperor to Luoyang, but how could I have robbed the country? Don't mention it again, or I will be cursed for generations to come."

But these words did not dampen the enthusiasm of the crowd. Upon hearing the news, the Yamen soldiers stationed in Luocheng came one after another to join in the fun. They all watched this huge commotion eagerly, and many warriors looked eagerly at Zhu Wen's burly figure; his decent appearance really looked like a saint.

"Is there any kind of emperor? The one with the strongest soldiers and horses can do it! The general can sweep away all the heroes, can't he do it?"

"What merits have the sage of Chang'an made? Why not give the throne to the king?"

"Tomorrow we will order all the troops inside and outside Daliang City to stir up a commotion and surround him."

"Quick, get the yellow robe ready."

"Just rush up and put the ball on him!"

"Zhu Sheng!"

"Long live Jianji!"

The warriors whistled, waved their swords and spears, and shouted enthusiastically. After Zhu Wen became emperor, his army was upgraded to the imperial guards, and then became a family heirloom. In the following decades, these warriors and their descendants would cheer for more than a dozen emperors of Liang, Tang, Jin, Liao, Han, Zhou, and Song, until Zhao Kuangyin...

In order to avoid a riot, Zhu Wen had no choice but to write with a tormented look: "Return to your duties. I will give you an answer in two days!"

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The Forbidden Garden is located between the Jiacheng on the west side of the Daming Palace and the ruins of the Han Palace.

The three gardens of the Tang Palace, namely the East Inner Courtyard, the West Inner Courtyard and the Forbidden Courtyard, were the largest in scale. They were backed by the Wei River in the north, overlooked the Weiyang Palace in the west, and looked out to the Xuanwu Tower in the south, with a circumference of over 100 miles. In the garden, mountains were built and pools were dug, flowers and trees were transplanted, and various exotic animals such as giant pandas, cranes, and lynxes were raised. There were originally dozens of pavilions, towers, and palaces, but they were all destroyed in the war...

After the saint returned, the eunuchs and palace maids who had been frightened by hunger during exile took care of the place again and planted various crops. Under the management of the Xuanhui Envoy Rounu, there were willow gardens, peach gardens, pear gardens, vineyards, cherry gardens, rice gardens, onion, leek and garlic gardens... duck houses, chicken houses, fish ponds... It can be regarded as the saint's family's vegetable and fruit gardens and breeding farms.

In March, spring ploughing is in sight. Kunlun melons have just been planted, pear blossoms are falling like snow, cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and peach blossoms complement each other... The eunuchs and palace maids are dressed in colorful clothes, each busy at work.

The saint was wearing a straw hat and holding a hoe, standing under an old pear tree. He was surrounded by a group of eunuchs and female officials. They were subordinate to the inner manor house envoy and the Xuanhui envoy, and they were the supervisors of the various gardens in the Forbidden Garden. The saint looked at the triplets in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"What's the name of the orchard messenger?"

"Wu Lingxian."

"Seasoning Garden Envoy?"

"Wu Liuxian."

"Fish, poultry and chicken food?"

"Wu Rongxian."

"How old are you and where are you from?"

"He was 24 years old at the time. He was from the Wu family of Xuzhou. His father was the magistrate of Pei County."

Well, it's a good thing that I'm not from Taiyuan. I have the blood of Wu Zetian in my veins... But, why didn't Rounu tell me about this earlier? It's a pity that Rounu thought of feeding the beautiful woman to chickens. These three fairies make even saints feel at a disadvantage... Rounu has such a hard heart. The Yiting Bureau is simply a treasure trove, with more than 2,000 female concubines selected from various counties... When I first came here, I actually fell in love with a little Zhao... I'm really short-sighted and ignorant.

The saint decided to confer the title of talented women on the three immortals and bring them back to Lingqi's harem to feed chickens.

"Go ahead and get busy." The saint smiled at the attendants and the ladies, then left with his hoe. Wu Lingxian, Wu Liuxian, Wu Rongxian, these are good names; the magistrate of Pei County must be very educated; in fact, it can be seen from his official position.

In the Tang Dynasty, counties were divided into five levels according to their wealth and population: capital, capital, upper, middle, and lower. Pei was an upper county. The New Book of Tang, Records of Officials, states: "There is one magistrate in an upper county, who is of the sixth rank." This was the same rank as the secretary, the writer, the imperial censor, the magistrate of Chang'an and the attendant, and they could be interchanged. In the Ming Dynasty, this rank was generally held by a Jinshi.

Especially during the war in Xuzhou, it was rare for Wu's father to be a county magistrate under Shi Pu's watch. Now that the Bian bandits are attacking very quickly and the three daughters are in Chang'an, Wu's father should bring his family to reunite.

As he was thinking, the saint strolled to the bean garden. In the Fengyu Pavilion, He Yuqing and Li Jianrong were grinding beans. Li Zhaoyi was strong and pushed the plate with both hands, while He Yuqing carried the wooden basin to add beans. The two women were talking and laughing, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Concubine Shu's maid, Adie, was squatting under the millstone, holding a bucket to collect soy milk... Maybe the clothes were tight due to the squatting posture, and a round groove was formed. It was so big that it would be very loud if slapped... Pah. The saint slapped himself. What do you think about every day... Is this all you can do?

"Are you planning to make tofu?" The saint patted Ah Die's buttocks, and Ah Die was so scared that she stood up suddenly, covering her buttocks, feeling ashamed and angry.

"Everyone?" Li Zhaoyi wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the Saint in surprise. In the past two years since September of the second year of Dashun, the Saint, who was once very close to her, has never "favored" her again... nor has he paid attention to her and her son. Thinking about it quietly, I feel sad.

"Li Zhaoyi." The saint touched her face with a smile. Li Zhaoyi was very heroic, worthy of being a Liang woman. "I have sent an envoy to the Guiyi Army to announce the decree, and specifically asked Cui Yin to visit my beloved concubine's home when he returns and passes through Liangzhou. Tell your parents about your situation in Chang'an, and bring you a few letters from home."

Li Jianrong's eyes suddenly turned red. Her father was a warrior who had been fighting for years, and she didn't know if he was still alive.

"Don't worry, I asked the Uighur official stationed in Beijing, and Liangzhou has been very stable in the past two years."

The situation in Liangzhou is okay.

In the fourth year of Xiantong, the court attached great importance to the news that Zhang Yichao had restored Liangzhou. They asked all the vassal states everywhere - who is willing to send people to Liangzhou to guard the border? The treatment is favorable. After some bargaining, Yuncheng dispatched 2500 yamen soldiers with their wives and children to embark on the journey. Well, Shandong people are manly enough. They work for money and don't make trouble. At present, most of the older generation of Yuncheng warriors have passed away, and their children and grandchildren have taken over their fathers' weapons and armor to continue guarding the border. There are not many people, but the deterrence to various ethnic groups is very strong. It is a replica of the Tiande Army. The Uighurs are jealous of this place, but they are afraid of the "Tang Dynasty" signboard and dare not do it for the time being. It has nothing to do with the prestige of the saints, it is purely the merits of the ancestors.

"Yinlang is already seven years old. He was raised by the women in the deep palace, and his personality has become increasingly withdrawn..." Li Zhaoyi sighed.

"I'll find him two masters someday." The sage suddenly felt guilty and felt sorry for Li Zhaoyi. In later generations, when Emperor Zhaozong wandered around the world, Li Zhaoyi stayed by his side, boiled tree bark and found wild vegetables for him. She stood in front of her husband in Ziwei Palace and said, "It's better to kill me than to hurt the emperor."

"Let's grind the beans first." He slapped away someone's restless hand.

"Why don't you go inside and grind it?"

"There's no grinding mill in the room, how can I grind it?" He pushed the saint away.

Li Zhaoyi laughed and reminded: "Good sister, everyone is talking nonsense."

"You! Don't you think it's embarrassing..." He Yuqing's face turned red with shame, and he covered his face with his sleeves and went to hide in the small room on the left. Just as he stepped over the threshold, he suddenly realized that if he went in, he would really be listening to the words of the saint, following him... and he came in on his own initiative... and hurriedly backed out. He picked up a cane...

The grass is growing, the warblers are flying, the trees are covered with clouds in late spring, and the snow is melting; the work in the second year of Jingfu is about to get on track; the leisurely home life is coming to an end.

　A large chapter of 7,000 words. The last 3,000 words are added by the leader.

　　
　
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