Princess Zhaoyang's face turned red, and her cherry lips opened slightly: "My king, Zhaoyang came here to see those children idle and making trouble in winter, and it was a bit wasted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info wants to bring them together and teach them how to write. ”

Yingwu Weiyuan Khan looked at her smooth and fresh face with fascination, nodded and said, "I know that the two stinky boys Mirigu and Yunde Wandan are fighting. It is better for you to let them teach them how to learn characters, and by the way, teach them some etiquette, so as not to cause trouble all the time. ”

This is the place where the king's tent is located, and most of the people who can live here are Khitan nobles and clansmen and slaves who depend on them for survival. In the winter, their children go out for recreation and get together to fight, which becomes the only pastime.

For thousands of years, people on the steppe have come over like this, and children and adults do not stop fighting. In the grassland, only the most vicious young wolf can become the head wolf who leads the people. Today, however, this legacy is about to change.

"My Wang Yingming Shenwu, why didn't Zhaoyang think of teaching them etiquette?" Princess Zhaoyang's eyes showed a light of adoration.

Looking at her like this, the heroic and mighty Khan laughed, and the man's self-esteem was extremely satisfied. This princess of the Gaomang Dynasty who grew up in the palm of the emperor's hand, the eldest princess with the most noble bloodline, is not groveling in front of her at this moment?

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled, and Princess Zhaoyang exclaimed in surprise and fell into his arms. The slave girl beside him hurriedly avoided and knelt beside the two.

Smelling the faint fragrance coming from the end of his nose, Yingwu Weiyuan Khan took a hard breath, stroked the pretty face in his arms with his hand, and asked with a smile: "My princess, Kedun, what kind of incense do you use today?" ”

Princess Zhaoyang's pretty face was slightly red, she glanced at him shyly and timidly, boldly stretched out her arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "My king, this is the fragrance of lily of the valley." Tonight, I will light acacia incense for you. ”

At this glance, she could see that half of his body was crisp. Remembering that she didn't like to make love in front of people, the heroic and mighty Khan loved her like this, slapped her on the buttocks, and said with a smile: "Go!" Go teach those muddy boys to read. In the evening, I'll come back to you. ”

Back in her account, Princess Zhaoyang's face was not coquettish at all, it was still the gorgeous palace dress, but her expression was awe-inspiring and heroic.

He called Duan Yuanhan, the head of the scribes who came to the Khitan, and gave him the task of teaching these noble children, and instructed: "Only teach the Four Books and Five Classics, etiquette rules, and not the art of war, commerce, and farming skills." ”

Duan Yuanhan arched his hand and said, "Please rest assured, the princess will save it." ”

The edification of a nation begins with its children.

Since Princess Zhaoyang came to Khitan, from her down, everyone has been wearing brocade and singing music, forming a unique and mysterious scenery here, so that these noble children have a feeling of worship for the splendid flower of civilization blooming in Gaomang.

This winter, these children are gathered together, learning Chinese characters, wearing Hanfu, and musicians playing and singing, many craftsmen produce exquisite and convenient home furnishings, and scatter the seeds on the land suitable for farming. The strong inclusiveness of the Central Plains culture will eventually assimilate the Khitan nomadic people bit by bit.

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It also snowed in Luoyang City, and the snow here was much gentler than in the north, wrapping the capital in silver. Such a beautiful snow scene is the best time for the prefectures to invite them to step on the snow and enjoy the plum blossoms, and the literati and writers also go out to enjoy the scenery and chant poetry regardless of the severe cold.

In such a winter, an uninvited guest came to He Yushi's home.

Although Dizhou is thousands of miles away from the capital, if it goes well, you can reach Luoyang City as early as autumn. Although Peng Liu was clever, after all, it was the first time he had gone out of such a far door, and he suffered a lot, and he was almost abducted by traffickers to work as a coolie. Finally he escaped, and all his belongings were lost except for the letters and evidence that were attached to his chest.

After this, he didn't believe anyone, and squatted on the side of the road and begged. Finally waited for a big caravan to return to Beijing, and after he quietly observed and was reliable, he exchanged his work for the reward of taking him back to Beijing, and finally found He Yushi in the snowy season.

Watching the young man gobble up scallion oil egg noodles, He Yushi opened the letter in his hand. He recognized the fire-lacquered seal on the letter, which was his brother-in-law's private seal. The two of them are married to the daughters of the Shaoqing Si family of Dali Temple, he is married to the eldest daughter, and Xie Xianling is married to the concubine.

Didn't he fall off his horse and die, how could this boy have his letter? Xie Xianling is a poor student, and when he was in Beijing, the two did not interact much. But because of the temperament and temperament, he trusts him a little more than others.

After reading the letter, He Yushi's face changed greatly, and he asked, "You are Peng Liu?" ”

Peng Liu nodded and said, "Xie Xianling changed my name to He San." ”

"Okay, Ho San." He Yushi said in a deep voice: "You tell me what happened in detail." ”

He San put down the bowl, starting from his experience in Yuxi Township Station, and finally said that when Xie Xianling went to find the prince alone, he couldn't help choking: "Lord He, is Xie Xianling already dead?" ”

He has suffered so much in Beijing, but he doesn't feel afraid, but this question has been rolling repeatedly in his heart.

He Yushi's voice was a little low, and he sighed: "Yes, he is dead." "When I first heard the news of his death, I wondered how he could fall off his horse drunk. This is not something that his strict and upright personality would do.

Unexpectedly, the truth of the matter turned out to be so terrible. He held the letter in his hand, and couldn't suppress the slight tremor that this was a major case of more than 100 lives, and the prince actually ignored human lives!

He was originally the person of Princess Zhaoyang in the imperial history platform, and on the birthday of the Empress Dowager Xiao in the seventh year of Qinglong, it was he who incited the emotions of the imperial history and put forward the motion to abolish the prince.

Although he stood on the opposite side of the prince, he didn't expect that the prince would be so careless of people's lives! Such a person, once he becomes the emperor of the world, what else can't he do? He didn't dare to imagine.

"What about the evidence?"

With red eyes, He San took out the empty food bag from his chest and handed it over.

Touching the grain bag that was still body warm, He Yushi touched He San's head and said, "Good boy, thanks to you!" Otherwise, the more than 100 lives would not have been blinked. You can rest assured, the truth of this matter will definitely be revealed to the world, and your second uncle's revenge and Xie County's revenge will be avenged. ”

He San was no longer the ignorant teenager at this time, he wanted to avenge his second uncle, but he killed Xie Xianling, that was the prince! Lord He is just an imperial history, can he fight the prince?

Hearing this, He San looked at He Yushi nervously: "Lord He, he is the prince...... You can't afford any more surprises. ”