The opponent seems to be stronger than you think.

But so what? Even the internal rectification cannot be done. How can we talk about the dream of conquering the world?

Zhao Huan's life is the sea of ​​stars, and all obstacles will be flattened!

In the evening, the setting sun was as bloody.

Two people's heads were hung on the top of the city wall.

One is Li Yanjing, the former Yongxing Army Road, and the other is Shangguan Qing, the former Yongxing Army Road, the former Yongxing Army Road, the former Shangguan Qing.

Just a few days ago, they were still sitting in their mansion, high above, and the entire Jingzhao Mansion called the wind and rain.

Now, their heads were hanging on the top of the city, their eyes widened, their mouths slightly opened, and their expressions of horror.

This attracted a lot of people to watch.

A young man was throwing stones at his head: "I heard that they had an affair with the Dangxiang Dog Thief!"

"It's more than death!"

"Today's Son is the Holy Lord."

"I heard that there are more people involved."

"Oh, talk about it!"

"If you want to know, just go to the Dasong Mansion Newspaper in the south of the city to buy a mansion newspaper."

"Dibao? Isn't that the government's stuff? Where can we ordinary people buy it!"

"Brother, do you rarely leave Chang'an City? The Great Song Dynasty Palace newspapers are already spread throughout the Central Plains. I heard that they are even in the villages and have begun to be vigorously promoted in the south. Now we are going to officially enter the northwest."

"Oh, if you have this, you can buy the things from Master Guan?"

"You can buy it, not only that, there are also special storytellers in Qingping Building to explain the content of each issue of the newspaper. If you are not illiterate, you can go there to listen."

"Let's go! Go quickly and go to Qingping Building."

“…”

There have been some legends circulating in Chang'an City.

Legend has it that when the Song Dynasty was founded, Taizu actually wanted to move the capital to Chang'an, while some people said they wanted to move the capital to Luoyang.

These are also considered the pride of Chang'an people, but this pride has become a little sad as time goes by.

Once upon a time, this city was the center of the world, and all the worlds and desolates came to pay tribute. What a prosperous and glorious era.

The Emperor of Tang Dynasty sat high above the palace of the Nine Heavens, and countless foreign convoys rushed to offer rare treasures.

People with different skin colors, different clothing, different eyes and different languages ​​can be seen everywhere in Chang'an City.

It was a romantic era.

When will Chang'an reappear that glory?

People ran to Qingping Tower with anticipation. For some reason, people always felt that since the emperor came to Chang'an, Chang'an had a strong sense of emperorship.

The originally depressed and ancient Chang'an City suddenly had unprecedented vitality.

On the way to Qingpinglou, people suddenly saw some begging people on the side of the road, with smiles that they never had on their usual days.

They were in groups, cheering and running in the same direction.

A young man in a civilian stopped and asked one of the ragged uncles: "Where are you going?"

The uncle saw that the young man was wearing a bookish spirit and knew that the other party was a scholar. He quickly said respectfully: "This official, we are going to a place called Aoki Temple in front of us, where people are recruiting to log outside the city."

The young man frowned slightly, logging wood? Why are these people so active in logging wood?

These people have a problem with their meals, so why are they still in the mood to log wood?

Could it be that the food is in charge?

But it is not so active.

“Why log wood?”

"Little official, I am just a rough man and don't know anyone with big words. I don't know. I just heard that I have two stale money every month, and I still care about my food, drink, and accommodation."

The young man was slightly shocked and couldn't help but speak: "There is such a good thing!"

This has never happened in the Song Dynasty.

On the other side, a passing businessman couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at this little official, you should go to the Central Plains more often, especially Tokyo City."

The young man bowed and said, "Please give me advice."

"The Shangyusi recruited caravans from the private sector, and the money was paid by the imperial court."

"The court pays this money! This is impossible. No matter how rich the court has, it is impossible for it to afford this money!"

"Believe it or not, I just came back from Tokyo City." The merchant rode on a horse and recalled what he saw in Tokyo City, his eyes were full of surprise and reminiscence. "I have never seen such a prosperous and grand city. Although it is still under construction, it is probably the case that Chang'an City in the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

After saying that, he led the caravan to continue on his way.

"The news about the construction of Chang'an City by the imperial court will soon spread to Chang'an City. Perhaps, Chang'an City will reappear in the prosperous Tang Dynasty..."

The businessman's voice became farther and farther away.

The Dasong Mansion Newspaper opened in Chang'an City on the first day, and all 2,000 Mansion Newspapers were sold short.

There are several points in the Di newspaper:

1. Li Yanjing, the commander of the Yongxing Army Road Transport, and Shangguan Qing, the envoy of the Execution Department, colluded with the rebels of Dangxiang, and executed him immediately.

2. The Li family in Longxi communicated with the rebels of Dangxiang and intended to kill the monarch. Everyone over the age of sixteen was executed, and the rest were exiled to the frontier.

3. The government vigorously recruits private caravans, with a monthly salary of two cents per person, and the government will bear the food, drink, and accommodation.

The first edition of Chang'an City's Dasong Mansion newspaper does not have much content, but it is attractive enough.

This is the first time the emperor has come to Chang'an City and speaks to the people.

There is execution of traitors and there is news that is good for the people.

The next morning, Zhao Huan inspected the military weapon surveillance in Chang'an City and was very disappointed with the weapons.

But I didn't say anything, after all, these weapons have been remade in Tokyo.

I don’t know where the progress of the musket is, and this matter will be on the agenda after returning to Tokyo.

Once the musket is developed, the first battle of the firearm battalion will be put in the northwest, so that those party members can see the power of the great Song Tianwei.

Sun Bangyuan came to the Emperor's Palace early in the morning.

The emperor invited Sun Bangyuan to have breakfast.

The emperor's breakfast was not very rich, even a little simple, but there was no problem with eating.

It's really not used to not having beef.

Zhao Huan complained a little in his heart.

"Sun Aiqing, I told you some time ago when I was in Tokyo, how are you ready to establish a branch of the Academy of Sciences in Chang'an City?"

"Report to Your Majesty, I am already looking for someone, and there is a suitable candidate. This person is waiting outside. If Your Majesty wants to see you, you can send it in at any time."

Zhao Huan quickly spit out something and said, "Everyone is here, and you are still waiting. You are really..."

The emperor forgot to wear shoes and ran out.

Sun Bangyuan hurriedly followed the emperor's pace.

I saw Zhao Huan floating in a long gown, but he was barefoot and flew out.

There was a young man in a commoner standing at the door. The young man was dressed in a simple manner, about the early twenties, with a kind and friendly face.

When Su Ziyu saw the person coming, he was slightly stunned. When he looked at Sun Bangyuan who was following him, his face was filled with doubts.

Sun Bangyuan gasped for breath, how could the emperor be so physically strong?

Sun Bangyuan quickly said, "Ziyu, hurry up... meet the emperor quickly."

Su Ziyu hurriedly said, "Su Ziyu, the grass man, meets the emperor!"

Zhao Huan rushed over and held Su Ziyu's hand: "Ziyu doesn't have to be too polite. Let Ziyu wait here for a long time. I'll just live!"

Su Ziyu was slightly stunned. He fantasized about the appearance of the emperor and the scene when he saw him countless times.

But I didn't expect it to be like this now.
Chapter completed!