In the east, the sunshine rising to the clouds became hot. A breeze blew, and in the rustling sound, the leaves of the sycamore trees swayed slowly with the cicadas.

"Retreat the court--"

The sharp voice of the eunuch came from the palace in the distance. Soon, court officials in groups of three or three walked out of Wenzhao Palace. Min Changwen walked at the end and stepped out of the high threshold. Looking at the bright sky, he narrowed his eyes. The bright sunshine shone on his head. His once gray hair and beard were already completely white. He looked at his colleagues who were talking and laughing in front of him and were a little dazed.

I remembered my best friend, Shuhua Gong, and his student, Lu Liangsheng, the national teacher of the Great Sui Dynasty, and I don’t know how it is now.

‘Maybe, I should go and see Shuhua’s reincarnation secretly... I can relieve my depression after taking a look, but I can’t say that I can still be a friend of my age.’

Thinking of the close friend who had been with him for many years and turning into a child, the old face couldn't help but laugh.

"Min Qing takes a step slowly."

A full of energy suddenly came from Wenzhao Palace. The old man turned around and bowed to a figure wearing a dragon robe and a crown.

"I have seen Your Majesty, but I wonder what instructions did Your Majesty ask to stop the old minister?"

"I'm calling you, can't I say anything else?"

The two eunuchs carefully held up the robe embroidered with dragon cloud patterns, and their steps extended upwards. Their majestic bodies supported the dragon robe and left Wenzhao Hall. Yang Guang opened the shaking pearl curtain and smiled. He invited the old minister in front of him to walk in the fence corridor carved by Baiyan.

"I can see Min Qing laughing alone. I don't know if there is any fun. I'll tell you what to do?"

The emperor was young, but Min Changwen did not dare to neglect it, especially when Duke Yue passed away and the national teacher went out to sea. The emperor in front of him gradually matured, his every move, every word and action, was quite like the expression of Yang Jian when he was still alive.

A king and a minister walked slowly under the eaves of the palace, watching the scorching summer day that was almost noon.

As the cicadas chirped, Min Changwen replied with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I remember Duke Shuhua. I heard from Master Lu that Duke Shuhua was reincarnated as a human being, and he devoted himself to a wealthy family in the Cui family, and was not far from Chang'an. I just thought that I had time to visit and think about my past friendship. When I see you again, I am a young man. I can't say that I can still forget my friendship and recontinue my friendship."

Yang Guang pursed his lips and smiled, sighed with emotion, stopped, and looked at the square in the distance, and the figures of civil and military still leaving.

"If the National Master had not revealed many things that ordinary people could not know, and life and death were in vain, how many people could let go? My father had left, and he was not sad, but he was easily resolved by the National Master, allowing his father to leave freely, and let the ministers, and I, my mother, couldn't help laughing. It would be great if everyone in the world could do this."

On the side, the old man turned his face, stroked the white beard on his chin, restrained his smile, and shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, life and death are determined, life is happy, death is sad, which is for solemnity and respect. If you abandon these, you will have no joy or sorrow over time. It is not a good thing. At that time, people will not be afraid of death or be blessed by life, that would be bad."

"Min Qing, you've talked to death."

Yang Guang withdrew his gaze from afar, smiled with great distress, turned around and continued to move forward, and brushed his wide sleeves outward, allowing the eunuch who followed to retreat behind and then put his hands behind him.

"By the way, how long has the national tutor been going to sea? Has there ever been a reversal of news?"

"Your Majesty has never known, so how did you know first." Min Changwen has always said, "Your Majesty has nothing to worry about the national tutor, but the old minister thinks that Your Majesty should ask more about the Grand Canal."

The old man said this, and he was also very clear. After Duke Yue passed away, no one could hinder the emperor in front of him. As soon as Lu Liangsheng went out to sea, he began to plan the Grand Canal, from the capital to the north, to the east, and then to the south, all the way to Suzhou and Hangzhou. Such a large project, the states and counties close to the canal also had to share the pressure on the court, which was huge.

A large number of young and strong people need to be recruited and provided with food and drink. At this time, it was already in a stir outside, especially some aristocratic families. Although they were not much, they were also their money, food and fodder. They were all heartbroken. For months, they have been constantly submitting letters. As an official of the Ministry of Personnel, Min Changwen felt that it was quite difficult even if his head was strong and his neck was hard.

"Min Qing, don't ask too much about this matter, just do it directly. I will deal with the rest of the matter."

When talking about digging the Grand Canal, Yang Guang's smile became cold. Some of the close servants came up and seemed to have something to say, but they were scolded and retreated. While walking, Min Changwen continued to talk about the canal.

"I know your pressure, but as the emperor, I am on the top, can you know this pressure? I am not afraid, what are you afraid of?! When the father was still there, he kept talking about the canal, but unfortunately he failed to wait to take action and handed over the drawings to me. As a son, how could he not fulfill his father's wish? Moreover, this is a great event that benefits the country and the people, and it will benefit millions of people in the future. Even if my country is gone one day, the dynasties behind him will always remember me, so remember you a little, right?"

"Your Majesty is careful."

Min Changwen quickly interrupted, saying that "When the country is not here," such as "the country is not here," cannot be said randomly, especially from the emperor's mouth, which is somewhat unlucky.

"Why are you careful?" Yang Guang laughed out loud, raised his hand and waved his sleeves: "I am the emperor, and even the emperor dares to speak. Who else in the world dares to speak? If it is a court, it will be gone because of a word, so it's fine. If the national teacher is here, I can't say what I say, "Good saying"!"

Speaking of Lu Liangsheng, the old man was silent. In fact, all the civil and military officials of the court, and even the emperor, heard about what happened in Penglai, Qingzhou. There was no need to guess at all. They knew that in the sudden strong wind, the national master was the one who left the ferry. As for why the strong wind suddenly blew and many B&B buildings, everything became a mystery. Only when the national master returned to the court could he understand it.

‘Perhaps, Master Sun, who was holding back at Wanshou Temple, knew something.’

Perhaps thinking about this, the old man and Yang Guang said some common words. Seeing that it was getting late, he said goodbye and left the palace. In the staggering ox cart, Min Changwen lifted the curtain and took a look at the bustling street scene outside.

The pedestrians were in a hurry, and the vendors were yelling. The greedy man drooled with the fragrance of mutton pies. The fat boy who passed by grabbed the manager's hand and came back again, jumped in a hurry, shouting to buy it. The man carrying rice bags walked into the grain store, wiped his sweat, sat on the street counting the morning income, and smiled on his dark face, as if he was planning to buy something for his wife and daughter at home...

In the lively market, the ox cart passed slowly. In the creaking sound of the carriage, the road stall next to it, the sharp-mouthed Taoist priest took off a flower-faced mask and covered it with his hands and feet, turned his head toward the woman behind him, causing the woman to clench his fists, grinning in pain, and quickly put the mask away.

"Let's go, Xiaoxian, let's take you to see other places today."

The Taoist priest with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was Sun Yingxian. The woman he was holding was his wife Lu Xiaoxian. He was picked up from Qixia Mountain two months ago and could see the world. In addition, Li Jinhua and Lu Laoshi were a little worried and followed him. There were even the family of Lu Pan and eight people, and a large group of people formed a team of people, with a strong attitude.

"I won't go shopping anymore. My parents are tired of walking, and you don't look at the time." Xiaoxian broke away from his hand and walked back to a stall behind. Old Shi Lu was buying some cakes for his wife. When he saw his daughter and son-in-law coming over, he handed over a cake.

"It's almost noon. When I go back to the temple, I will definitely not be able to get enough for dinner. Let's do it first."

"Oh, my father-in-law, why did you buy these things again?"

The Taoist quickly put away the cake and pointed to the big bag carrying Lu Laoshi's elbow. It was full of dry food. He scratched his ears and looked around. When he saw a restaurant, he hurriedly asked Xiaoxian to help him pull the two elders and go over there together. The servant at the door saw Sun Yingxian, and thought he was very familiar with him and greeted him with a smile.

"Master Sun is here, please invite me inside. The younger one will go and call Chef Zhu out."

"Xiao Sun, why do you take us into such a big restaurant? It doesn't cost money!" Li Jinhua stood outside the door and looked at the furnishings inside. She knew that the dishes inside were not cheap. She pulled her husband's sleeve and walked out.

"Let's go, what to do if you waste this money and what to eat. I will save a lot of money when I go back to make it for you."

At this time, Biaofei figure walked out of the corridor around the corner of the counter. The woman who was arguing with Lao Sun was stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhu Gangli with an apron, smiled and raised her finger to point at the other party, walked to her face, looked up and down.

"I recognize you, Zhu Gangli... Why are you a kitchen here?"

The fat black man lived in Qixia Mountain for a while and naturally knew Li Jinhua, not to mention Lu Liangsheng's mother, Zhu Gangli's tone and expression was much gentler than others.

"I, an old pig, likes to eat and cook some food. When I come, I will try my skills, and I don't charge any penny."

"No money is charged? Then I will really sit down?"

Seeing the old pig nodding, Li Jinhua was not polite. She pulled her somewhat restrained husband to find a table to sit down, looked at the black man who turned to the kitchen, and then looked at Sun Yingxian who was pouring tea for his daughter in front of her. Suddenly, she missed her son a little.

"Xiao Sun, where did Liangsheng go now? When will he come back..."

Lu Laoshi next to him held his wife's hand, "What do you want him to do, don't think about it or not."

This sentence stopped the Taoist, held the teapot and thought for a while. Looking at the bright sunshine outside the door, I didn't know how to speak for a while.

The sky spread, and it was still a misty morning.

The person everyone is concerned about.

At this time, he was holding the old donkey, carrying the mermaid with his tail, and four scholars looking around, compared with a bought drawing in his hand, looking at the surroundings a little confused.
Chapter completed!