"Hanshu Biography of Foreign Relatives": Empress Xiaojingwang, Emperor Wu's mother is also ...... In the winter of the third year of Yuan Shuo, he collapsed and was buried in Yangling......

A cold passage in the history books sealed the life of the Queen Mother, and then sealed it forever for future generations to read. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But that's enough for too many people who can't even leave their names in the long river of history.

Or for the Queen Mother, the most important thing is to be buried in Yangling with Emperor Jing as the queen.

Since Emperor Wen, the Son of Heaven has lived in mourning for days and months.

The three-year filial piety period is more than a month, and the winter snow that is belated on this day has been vigorously falling all day.

By dusk, Fang was a little smaller.

The gray sky is dark and dull.

The white snow on the ground reflected some bright cold light between the red and black palaces.

A few trees in the courtyard have been blooming for several days, but they always feel that they are less meaningful.

Wait for the snow, and the dark fragrance will be noticeable when it floats.

Hui'er and Yuanhui gradually understood that the imperial grandmother would never come back, and no longer clamored to go to Changxin Palace, and followed their father to the Xuanshu Palace every day to study.

When I got up the next day, it was a sunny day.

The clear, cold sky was as blue as the ocean, and the bright sunlight was shining on the snow, and the eyes of the white people were dazzled.

Gillian sat under the window with a cup of hot tea for another day, she obviously thought that she hated the queen mother very much, and she would never be sad and sad about it.

But after Changxin Palace really fell silent, she was still a little sad in the end.

Those memories of her childhood surged desperately out, devouring her day and night.

Happy, wanton, sad, and sad, all replayed in her mind.

Many of the little things she thought were ordinary and forgotten were always firmly in her heart.

By the time the memories resettled, it had already turned to the first month of the New Year.

The jubilant Zhengdan Chaohe washed away the last bit of sentimentality that pressed on people's hearts, and the haze on Liu Che's face finally disappeared.

After dinner that day, Liu Che said that he would go to Tangquan Palace to live for a while to relax.

Gillian naturally agreed, and a pair of children listened to it and made a fuss about going immediately.

So, early the next morning, the emperor and queen got up and went to Tangquan Palace.

The head of Tangquan Palace got the letter last night, and he got up from the couch with joy and ordered the people in the palace to get busy.

He originally thought that the queen mother had gone, but this year the emperor and queen had no intention of coming to Tangquan Palace.

The whole Tangquan Palace was busy all night, sprinkling and sweeping the courtyard and tidying up the wine and food.

When the emperor arrived, the bear's paw was cooked, the deer tendons were stewed, and the dried mushrooms that the queen loved were also soaked.

After the director of Tangquan Palace greeted the emperor at the gate of the palace, he ran to the kitchen to call for dinner.

After lunch, the family of four soaked in the open-air hot spring pool.

It was difficult to come out to play, Liu Che waved his hand and waived all the homework of the two children, telling them to have a good time.

Yuan Hui was overjoyed, and desperately tried his best to talk sweet Liu Che. "Father, you'd better - Father, you're good—"

It's just these two sentences over and over again, but I can't stand Liu Che's love to listen to it, and I haven't laughed all afternoon.

At night, when the children were asleep, Liu Che painted clothes and jewelry for Yuan Wei in front of the bookcase.

Seeing that the pearl in his palm is about to be three years old, he can't see enough of it, how can he do it without a few sets of beautiful clothes?

Gillian still doesn't know his thoughts, and he is too lazy to tell him that his baby daughter's topless clothes don't know how many are piled up, so he just wants to dress up his daughter.

She picked up a mythological novel and leaned against the window to watch, and from time to time she heard the sound of branches being crushed by snow.

The wind kept whimpering, and after Gillian finished reading half of the book, the wind became manic, like countless fierce beasts roaring outside.

Listen, it looks like a snowstorm.

Thinking about it at this moment, it was freezing outside to the extreme, even though the hall was warm, Gillian still shivered unconsciously and tightened the mink blanket on her body.

The snow fell overnight, and when I woke up the next morning, the mountains were covered in thick snow.

It's white, like an excellent ink painting.

The jade steps were covered with soft and thick snow, and Yuan Xuan giggled and stepped on it back and forth, and his frozen little face turned white before he came back.

A clump of green bamboo planted in front of the court is exceptionally thick with snow.

After breakfast, she painted bamboo by the window.

Liu Che stood beside him, pointing out some techniques from time to time.

Gillian was also watching from the side with Yuan Xuan in her arms, and the silence in the surroundings was full of comfort.

A sound of eager footsteps came from far and near, and soon reached the outside of the temple.

"Your Majesty, the border military report."

Liu Che raised his face and raised his feet to go out.

After a while, Liu Che came in laughing.

Gillian said: "Your Majesty, why are you so happy?" ”

Liu Che smiled and handed the silk book in his hand to Gillian, "Look-"

Gillian put Yuan Wei on the soft couch and slowly unfolded the silk book in her hand.

"On the third day of the first lunar month, the Hun military minister Shan died.

His younger brother Yizhi, the king of Zuogu, and his military courtiers Yu Shan each set up as kings, and the Xiongnu were in civil strife. ”

She chuckled in her heart, the death of the military minister Shan Yu was really postponed like the queen mother.

As for the civil strife in the Huns, she was not very happy.

In the previous life, Yi Zhixian easily packed up the list, and presumably this life will be no exception.

Speaking of the Huns, she should think carefully about how to give advice to Liu Che in terms of military spending.

Later generations always linked the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, not only because they both achieved extremely high achievements in cultural and martial arts, but also because they both did what they could only do in a few generations in just a few decades.

The steps are fast and urgent, and there are naturally a lot of sequelae.

The 30-year campaign against the Xiongnu was, in the final analysis, a blow to the country's finances.

Even if Liu Che tried his best, he still exhausted the national strength of the first seventy years of the Han Dynasty.

Liu Che repented of his sins in his later years, and said that "since I ascended the throne, I have done something rebellious, making the world miserable, and I cannot regret it." From now on, those who harm the people and waste the world will stop it. The foreign conquest was terminated, "to rest in the Ming Dynasty, and to think about the rich and support the people".

But Rao is like this, and the scolding of later generations criticizing Liu Che for his reckless military force is still endless.

But do they know that Liu Che has been using troops for more than 30 years, and the people have not increased them, and the military is all Liu Che's own way.

During the Han Dynasty, military spending came from a variety of sources.

The right to operate salt and iron is transferred to the government, and the profit brought by only one item is hundreds of millions of dollars every year.

In addition, it also solicited donations from the people, allowed money to buy lords and atonement for crimes, reformed the currency system, forbade the county from minting money, and issued decrees on reckoning and suing, levied heavy taxes on merchants, and confiscated the property of illegal merchants.

even used the wealth of the royal family, "the Son of Heaven raised horses in order to cut down Hu, and tens of thousands of horses came and went to eat Chang'an."

Those who are in charge of the pass are insufficient, and they are transferred to the nearest county.

And tens of thousands of people who surrendered were rewarded, and food and clothing were given to county officials.

If the county official doesn't give it, the Son of Heaven will lose food, and he will be relieved of the public opinion, and he will be forbidden to go out of the palace."

But Rao was still rapidly depleting his national strength.

Gillian couldn't help but ask herself what else she could do? Can she do better than Liu Che?

She let out a long sigh and asked herself what it would take to recover her decline.