Huang Tu has been in power for several years, and he has been famous in history for a page.

Throughout history, emperors from all dynasties have different opinions. Some come to govern the country and ensure the country and the people, some come to waste their lives and practice immortality, and some come to make trouble.

The late emperor Yuan and the emperor were undoubtedly a sect of immortal cultivation, who were kind and humble and incompetent. Although his son had similar political views to him, his style was undoubtedly a sect of storms.

Emperor Longan Li Feng never believed in "governing a big country is like cooking a small freshman". He was diligent and tough. Since he ascended the throne, he changed his soft style of the late emperor's neglect of government affairs and began his ruling career in a turbulent manner-

In the first year, Gu Yun, the Marquis of Anding, escorted the Prince of Tianlang, Galai, to the northern border, and at the same time, they signed a new ancient Silk Road with many parties, and the first-line trade channel of the Western Regions was opened.

Whether it was to repair the Northern Barbarians or to poke the Marquis of Anding on the front line of the Western Regions and to supervise the expansion of the Silk Road, it made the emperor's hatred for the increasingly stretched treasury, which was very meaningful, "If you Gu Yun cannot make money, you will sell yourself."

In the second year of Long'an, the King of Wei colluded with Japanese people and tried to take the capital from the sea to cause disaster. Unexpectedly, the conspiracy was exposed in the middle of the journey. The Jiangnan navy took the thief head of the sea dragon in thunder and the King of Wei was imprisoned, and then "deathed" himself by taking poison.

Emperor Long'an took this opportunity to purify the Jiangnan officialdom. Eighty-six officials of all sizes were implicated, and more than 40 of them were asked to beheaded. After the autumn, he did not finish the chopping, and three batches were cut off. Others were castrated and served, exiled, and never hired.

In the same year, the new laws were fully implemented since Jiangnan, and the land occupied by gentry and landlords in various places were strictly investigated. However, after the investigation, they were not sent to the people's tenants, but were all taken back to the court. After the local power was collected, the centralized power was returned to the central government. By the third year of Long'an, even what to plant and build in each piece of land had to be approved layer by layer. The level of centralization was not as good as that of Emperor Wu at that time, and the restrictions on purple and liquor gold reached an unprecedented level.

No one dares to have any objections - those who have objections are all the King of Wei, either one with one knife from the top or the other with the bottom.

Two more years, in the fourth year of Long'an, Li Feng began to implement the "Palm Law", which ordered folk long-arm masters to register and file from their location and obtain "Palm Law" before they could continue their affairs.

According to qualifications and abilities, the imperial court divided the long-armed master into five levels. Each palm order has a seal and each seal has a number. Those who hold this order must leave a record of what they have practiced and what they have done.

There are strict restrictions on what level you can do, and long-arm masters who do not register are strictly prohibited from taking jobs privately.

All armor and lighters related to military supplies should not be involved in non-military long-armed divisions. Those who violate this order shall be dispensed with their fingers.

As soon as this decree was released, controversy broke out in the court, but no matter how the ministers argued, the emperor and the cabinet that had worn a pair of pants with the emperor after being purged were the same sentence - if the long-armed master's lineage was not strangled to death, how could he tighten the valve of the purple and gold leaking out?

Just when the palm order method had not yet been argued, Li Feng threw out the next heavy thunder: "The drum order method" and pointed directly at the army.

The Daliang Dynasty originally had seven major military branches according to its different functions, and according to its territory, it set up a commander in five parts of the south of the Yangtze River, the Central Plains, the northern border, the Western Regions and the southern border. During this period, the appointment and removal of military officers, military pay, military rations, armor and lighters should be allocated to the Ministry of War for coordination, while other affairs were under the command of each major military region.

And Hou Anding had a black iron tiger talisman in his hand, which could allocate troops across the territory in case of emergency military situations.

Li Feng retained the arrangements of the five major regions, and did not touch the tiger talisman in the hands of Anding Hou. He only set up several military supervisors in addition to the commanders of each district. The military supervisor directly under the Ministry of War will be rotated every three years, and only one thing is to ask the Ministry of War for "beating the drum order".

If the commander dares to mobilize troops without hitting the drum, all the rebellion will be based on the theory of treason.

Except for Xuantie Camp, all garrisons in all regions of the five districts must follow this order.

As soon as the drum beat was launched, the whole country was in an uproar. Who cares about the trivial matters of the long-armed masters of the people?

The emperor and civil and military officials were quarreling with the New Year, and three of the five commanders were about to die that day, which caused a lot of controversy and alarmed the Anding Hou who was far away in the northwest.

Marquis Anding had no time to express his opinions on the emperor's decree of committing death, so he had to bite the bullet and go around to stabilize the morale of the army, and listened to the old generals' upset and howling, and pressed the gourd and floated up to run around.

On the lunar calendar this year, Gu Yun happened to return to Beijing to report his work. He was smashed by a girl and a wife on the street and hit more than fifty handkerchiefs. Before he could be proud, he had already sent it out to wipe his tears in just a few days - diapers are all saved than this.

Even the people were in chaos. The scholars from academies in various places had almost nothing else to say about them all day long. They pulled out this order and that order like a wheel and repeatedly whipped the corpse, arguing back and forth.

The court of the Yuanhe period finally found something for them to talk about.

This chaos was in the sixth year of Long'an. The drum beat law had not yet reached the point. The emperor refused to abolish the law, but did not send a military supervisor for the time being. The law was hanging in the air in name only, like a sword hanging, ready to smash one of the two sides to the head and blood.

It was another year of autumn. It had been four years since the disaster in Jiangnan. The body of King Wei was cold. This matter became an expiration topic of discussion and no one mentioned it again.

Next to the official road in Shuzhong, there is a small wine shop called Xinghua Village. It is said that the most widely distributed village in Daliang is "Xinghua Village". Eight out of ten places are called "Xinghua Village".

A young man gently lifted the curtain into the door.

He was only young and was dressed in an old robe and dressed as a poor scholar, but he looked so handsome that he was almost sharp-looking—a high nose bridge, his temples were like a knife cut, his eyes were slightly sunken, and his eyes were like cold stars, but he didn't feel aggressive. He had a gentle and jade-like temperament. At first glance, he could make people shine. He would not get tired of it after watching it for a long time. Instead, he could taste the indescribable tranquility and sparseness.

The restaurant is very small, and when the dog is big, you have to bend over when you enter the door. There are only two tables inside, which are already full today.

The shopkeeper also serves as a waiter and a accountant. He is fiddling with his abacus in his spare time. His eyes are involuntarily attracted by the young man. He secretly praised him and bowed, "I'm sorry, this guest official, you've come here and you have no place to sit. There is about a place to stay five miles ahead, or do you go there and have a look?"

The scholar said with a good temper: "I was a little thirsty when I passed by here. I was troubled by the shopkeeper to make a pot of good wine for me, so I couldn't sit there."

The shopkeeper took his wine pot and when he opened the lid, the smell of residual wine surged out: "Zhuyeqing, okay."

The guest on the table next to him took the initiative to greet him: "Young master, please come here to rest and make some room for you."

The scholar did not refuse and thanked him.

Before he could sit down, he heard someone at the table next to him say, "What's the matter? I think it's so good today. What's wrong with being an emperor? To be disrespectful, can you ignore anything all day long? Either the one who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha's name or hangs with palace servants, is he a good emperor?"

The scholar did not expect that there were people sitting in the restaurant to watch the world's major events. Looking up, he saw an elderly man with his trouser legs rolled up. His hands were thick and his fingers were stained with a year of fire engine oil. It seemed that he might be a low-level long-arm master.

An old farmer immediately echoed next to him, "No, look at the price of rice, have you seen cheaper ones since the beginning of the year?"

Seeing that he had his fans, the long-armed master became even more proud and said, "I went to the city the day before yesterday and heard a group of students from the academy discussing the argument. When it comes to beating drums, the young man with no hair said that the emperor was weakening the combat power of my border defense on the beam. It was really a paper talk. It was ridiculous! Didn't you see the rebellion of the King of Wei? These commanders are high and the emperor is far away. If you have a different intention, the emperor will not be stable and will not say it will be unlucky for us ordinary people? I heard that the Ministry of War is so in control, and the military expenditure will be less, and the people will not have to bear so many taxes. Isn't that a good thing?"

As soon as this was said, the people who were kowtowing in the winery nodded one after another, and the old man who was sitting down also spoke, saying, "Horse Anding hasn't jumped out to object, but others have been furious for the others first."

The scholar didn't care much at first, but after hearing the three words "Horse Anding", he subconsciously raised his head and blurted out, "What does it have to do with Hase Andinging?"

The old man smiled and said, "Young Master doesn't understand. This time, the emperor seemed to have not moved the Xuan Iron Camp, but in fact he had divided the military power in the hands of Marquis Anding. Do you think, if the soldiers from all directions can only be mobilized by the drum order, then what about the Black Iron Tiger Talisman in Marquis Anding? Those who use troops without the drum order are treasonable, then if the Ministry of War does not give the drum order, will the five commanders listen to the Ministry of War or the Marquis?"

The scholar smiled and said, "So that's the case, the students are taught."

After saying that, he saw that the shopkeeper had finished drinking, and stopped listening to the nonsense of these rural villagers. He politely thanked the old man who gave up his seat, put down the money for the wine and left.

He had just left the restaurant and saw that there was a person who had just been waiting there and didn't speak. He seemed a little embarrassed when he saw the poor scholar. He bowed gently and stood aside as a mural.

The scholar helped to hold his forehead and thought to himself: "The pursuit is coming faster and faster."

This "scholar" is Chang Geng. After a fight with Gu Yun four years ago, he was "escorted" by Xuanying all the way back to the capital.

He refused many rewards from the emperor. Chang Geng tried for half a year and fought with the generals of the Hou Mansion every day. Finally, he successfully escaped from the Anding Hou Mansion.

Gu Yun sent someone to chase him several times, and the two sides suffered a lot of war. Later, Gu Yun saw that the child seemed like a young eagle that could not be locked up and could not be lifted, so he had to compromise and let him go.

But Chang Geng would meet several elusive Xuantie Camp guards who followed him in casual clothes.

Later, under the recommendation of Monk Leran, Changgeng became a disciple of an unknown folk master, and lived an elusive life with his master, traveling all over the mountains and the mountains and places, and once got rid of Xuantie Camp.

However, every time he appears near the post station, he will be re-targeted. As soon as he enters Shu, the young soldier is waiting for him.

But now Chang Geng is no longer the stubborn boy who was at a loss and stubborn in the past. He led his horse to the man and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, my adoptive father, how about you?"

The young soldier was a little reluctant to speak, but he didn't expect Chang Geng to come to talk to him. He replied at a loss: "Dian... Master, the master is fine. He said that if the border is stable at the end of the year, he will go home for the New Year."

"Okay, then I'll set off in two days to return to Beijing." Chang Geng nodded after hearing this, and couldn't see how happy he was or how reluctant he was. As he said that, he handed over the wine pot that had just been filled, "Thank you all the way, brothers, let's have a drink of wine."

No matter how ignorant the young soldier was, he knew that his sudden appearance was very stunning. Unexpectedly, Chang Geng not only did not hurry, but also invited him to drink with a kind look, which was a little flattered for a moment.

He didn't dare to touch the spout with his mouth. He took a sip from the air tremblingly, but did not dare to spill a drop out. He returned his hands and held the horse for Chang Geng.

Chang Geng: "I actually went to the northwest in spring. But my adoptive father was busy with military affairs, so he didn't show up to annoy him. The ancient Silk Road was so prosperous. A bunch of yellow sand in the vast sea could become shoulder to shoulder. He traveled all over Daliang, and there were not many more prosperous places than there."

The young soldier looked at the distance and whispered: "There is a great general in charge. In recent years, the bandits have gradually disappeared. Many people settled and did business at the ancient Silk Road intersection, and there are gadgets everywhere. The great general said that if His Highness had something to love, he would bring it back to you in the first year."

Chang Geng paused and said lightly: "It's good if you come back."

The young soldier couldn't hear the meaning of his words, thinking that he was just polite. Those who had been in the army for a long time would not make up for fun and flatter him, so he became silent honestly.

Chang Geng walked on the official road in Shu with his usual expression, but his chest felt a little hot. He thought that parting was like water, and he poured it on a handful, and washed it with cinnabar, gambola and green ochre, but Gu Yun carved it on it. After washing for a long time, the traces became deeper and deeper.

When he heard that Gu Yun returned to Beijing at the end of the year, just as autumn began, Chang Geng realized that he was already close to his hometown and became timid. He blurted out "Prepare to return to Beijing" with an arrow. He regretted it again now, and wished he could not break his promise and run away from the ends of the world.

He was thinking about it when a thin woman was walking towards him with a man on her back. The woman was struggling to walk. She stopped to rest after a few steps. She was panting like a cow, tripped a stone on the side of the road, and fell to the ground with a scream.

Chang Geng immediately came to his senses and stepped forward to help both of them up: "Auntie, are you okay?"

The woman had gone so far that she was too tired to speak. She opened her mouth and didn't care to speak, and tears had already come down first.

Chang Geng was stunned for a moment and did not ask her why she cried. He just helped the unconscious old man on her back, put his hand on his pulse, and after a moment, he whispered: "This father-in-law is just not conducive to his actions all year round. He is too angry with his heart. Just apply two injections. It is okay to have no obstacles to his life. If you can trust me, please follow me first."

The young soldier from Xuantie Camp did not expect that the Highness was even more versatile in medical treatment and hurried forward to help carry the sick old man.

Chang Geng asked the woman to get on her horse and led the way. Soon after, he arrived at a village where a house was built very elegantly, with a string of bacon hanging at the door.

Chang Geng tied the horse with a familiarity, pushed the door straight into, led the patient into the inner room, placed it on a small couch, took out a box of silver needles from under the pillow, rolled up his sleeves and applied the needles with his own hands.

The young soldier asked carefully: "Are you...just staying here?"

Chang Geng quickly looked up and smiled at him: "No, this is just my friend's house..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone in the outer room say, "Why are you uninvited to enter?"

While speaking, a slender woman in white clothes lifted the curtain and entered. The young soldier stretched out a moment and became nervous subconsciously. When the person arrived at the door, he didn't notice that the other party's skills must be above him.

Chang Geng's subordinates kept not being embarrassed, and just said, "Miss Chen, I thought you were not here."
Chapter completed!