The autumn wind blows Weishui, and the fallen leaves are full of Chang'an.

At this time, it is already late October, and winter is about to begin. The autumn breeze in Guanzhong is bleak, the frost is cold, and the grass is yellow and the leaves are under the leaves.

On the Wuling Plain, many farmers set fire to the yellow pasture grass in the early morning wind and frost. Fires were lit everywhere and warmed the hearts of the farmers.

His Majesty implemented the order of equalizing the land, returned grazing to farming, and also distributed the land of Wuling Yuan within a radius of 100 miles to the people of several counties for cultivation.

Regardless of men, women and children, the average per capita is four acres. Only 20 percent of the grain tax will be collected, the Ding Kou tax will be abolished, and all excesses and miscellaneous taxes will be abolished.

This makes the people of Wulingyuan, who have been herdsmen for many years, barely make ends meet, and have not had their own fields for a long time, as if they were dreaming.

What a blessing from God!

The holy lord said that the yield of millet was low, and no matter how full he was, he ordered Guanzhong to use wheat as the main food, and also promoted the use of stone mills to grind flour.

The people of Guanzhong, who have always loved millet and stubbornly did not want to grow a variety of wheat, did not disobey the orders of the government at this time, but cooperated very well to prepare to plant winter wheat.

At that time, both the Zhao official family and the Jin official family had ordered the promotion of wheat many times, but the people in Guanzhong did not listen, knowing that the wheat yield was high, and they were unwilling to grow more.

Now, it's different.

The Son of Heaven drove out the tyrannical Tartars, deposed the chief armor who oppressed them, implemented the Juntian Decree to grant them land, and also lightly punished the poor to help the victims... pile by pile, so that they can't disobey the will of the Son of Heaven.

Datang is back, and the future life of the people in this pass will definitely be much better than when the Tartars were there. The Son of Heaven is a Qin person, and he will never treat the three Qin fathers badly.

Looking at the fire in the pasture, the farmers were all smiling. Soon, the pesky pasture ceased to exist and was once again cultivated land.

As soon as the grass burns out, turn over the roots, it will be a good fertilizer in the coming year, and the crops will grow gratifyingly.

However, the Son of Heaven ordered that the tomb of the emperor of the Han Dynasty should not be destroyed in the slightest. The grass on the soil of the mound is not allowed to be burned. Around the mound, farming is also not allowed. The government has already asked people to plant monuments around the mound, and I heard that the Son of Heaven will personally come to worship the imperial tomb of the Han Dynasty when he arrives.

"Da, this land, if you plant a mile, the amount will not be neat." A yellow-faced and skinny man said to an old man.

The old man was angry and taught his son, "Coward! You are a farmer, you can't plant, you are ashamed of your ancestors! ”

The man was dissatisfied, and muttered, "Da, can this be blamed?" I haven't planted the ground, where do you know what to do! Eh, only let the horse go! ”

He can't be blamed for that. From his youth, these five tombs were originally a grassland for raising horses, and he became a herding slave, raising horses for the government every day, just serving the horses, not the land. Besides, there is no land for him to plant.

There are still many farmers like him who no longer know how to farm.

When the old man heard this, he was even more angry, and he spat hatefully, and then scolded: "It's all to blame on the Tartar who killed the sky!" Don't let the land be planted, what kind of horses are raised! Day he is the first! ”

He pointed to his head, "I'm going to shave my hair!" Where is the hair left by this ancestor shaved! Sac-begging tartars! ”

The heads of both father and son are inch heads, before Tang Jun ordered to cut braids and restore the Han family hairstyle, they both became monk heads, and now the hair grows out, it becomes an inch head.

The Son of Heaven specially issued an edict saying that it is excusable to be forced to shave his hair and keep braids, and he can cut his braids and tie his hair. But don't keep a braid in your heart.

The people didn't read any books and didn't know too many big truths, but they still understood what the Son of Heaven said.

"Da, don't be annoyed." The young man persuaded, "The Tartar is rolling, the big seat is the Son of Heaven of the Han people, and it will not be bad in the future." ”

The old man nodded, "It's all a great blessing from the Son of Heaven, Han Sanwa, don't you learn to farm, isn't the imperial court recruiting cavalry who can ride horses, you go!" ”

Han Sanwa immediately cracked her mouth and smiled, "Da, this is what you always said!" Just go! Bo what, what..."

"Baby, that's a samurai!" The old man said, "I don't know! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Warrior! Han Sanwa remembered, "I'll go to Bo a samurai and give the Han family a boost!" ”

The Tang army occupied Guanzhong for a month, went to the towns and villages everywhere to rebel, ensured that the newly built yamen at all levels implemented the Juntian order, publicized the Tang system, and dealt with the people more and more.

Therefore, it is no secret that the Tang Army's generous treatment has long been there.

The energetic Tang Army soldiers and the Xuanjia who looked good at it made the children of Guanzhong very excited. Descendants who enthusiastically joined the army abound.

Even if the Tang army recruited mainly cavalry in Guanzhong, a large number of people were recruited.

Eight hundred miles on the Qinchuan River, there are crowds of people sending people to join the army.

As long as there is money and food as a soldier, the old Qin people love to be a soldier the most, and they are not afraid of war. The elite soldiers of Western Xia, half out of Qin. Even the Ming Dynasty was destroyed by the Qin people. Until the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Shaanxi, Gansu, Qin soldiers and the green battalion were still one of the most capable armies.

Most of the strong forces used by the Ming Dynasty to deal with the Mongols came from the Qin soldiers. The elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty who suppressed the rebellion in the Northwest and Western Regions were also mainly Qin soldiers. The main force of the Southern Ming Dynasty to resist the Qing Dynasty was still the Qin people.

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Although Chang'an was officially designated as Kyoto, Tang lord Li Luo was not in Chang'an City at this time, but in the Huaqing Palace in Lishan.

Because of the Huaqing Pond, Lishan Huaqing Palace was once the most important palace of the Tang Dynasty emperor and once became the political center of the Tang Dynasty. However, after the death of the Tang Dynasty, the Lishan Tang Palace was gradually abandoned and disappeared in the wilderness of Cangshan.

Today's Lishan Palace, or the Taoist Palace built by the Taoist scholar Zhao Zhigu decades ago, has a total of eight halls, two pavilions and three pools. Although it is far from the Huaqing Palace of the Tang Dynasty, it is still a large palace group, far beyond the Pingzhang Yamen in Chang'an City, and it is enough to be used as Li Luo's palace.

Before Kublai Khan ascended the throne, he took Guanzhong as his fiefdom and came to Huaqing Palace many times to enjoy the natural hot springs.

In order to flatter Kublai Khan, Zhao Zhigu named the most gorgeous palace as Chaoyuan Pavilion.

After Li Luo came to Huaqing Palace, the Taoist priests respectfully invited the Tang Dynasty Emperor to enter the Chaoyuan Pavilion, and also took the initiative to change the Chaoyuan Pavilion to Yingtian Pavilion.

Li Luo honestly and unceremoniously lived in Yingtian Pavilion, changed the hibiscus pool back to Huaqing Pool, and soaked in the hot springs every day.

As a result, Huaqing Palace became the political center of Guanzhong, and a large number of concerts flew in every day, which made Wei Su and a few other accompanying ministers tired and happy.

The hot springs of Huaqing Pond are large and are divided into many areas. The place where Li Luo enjoyed was of course the cleanest and most beautiful place upstream.

Here, it is really a place where Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei often enjoy happiness.

On this day, Lord Tang took off cleanly. Soak in Huaqing Pond again. The spring water is warm and comfortable, the water vapor is dense, the surrounding flowers and stones, the pond and the pavilion, the Lishan Mountain is vast from afar, and the blue sky and white clouds are really pleasant.

It's an open-air hot spring with a lot more wilderness.

Compared to the hot springs I soaked in Japan back then, this time I felt very different. The hot springs in Japan are delicate and beautiful, but the hot springs in Huaqing Pond are magnificent, with a wide view.

That's what it's all about.

Li Luo couldn't help but think that it would be nice if Cui Xiuning was also there. Mandarin duck bath... No, she can't soak in this open-air hot spring, otherwise... Well, it is still necessary to build a closed hot spring palace on top of the hot springs.

It's not entirely true to say that this is an open-air hot spring, because there is still a pavilion, but it is not closed on all sides.

Li Luo's guards were on guard nearby. There were also a few big guards guarding the pool. The entire Huaqing Palace is covered with guards with three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and there are soldiers and horses stationed outside the palace, which is very safe.

The Palace of the Son of Heaven, how can you be careless?

Li Luo was leaning against a stone turtle in the water and closed his eyes to recuperate, when suddenly the voice of Yang Li, the commander of the guards, sounded carefully: "Your Majesty, Yu Zhenzi asks to see." ”

Li Luo opened his eyes a little displeased, "What is he here for?" ”

Yu Zhenzi is the head of the Huaqing Palace, and since Li Luo arrived, he has been flattering everywhere, and Li Luo has no good impression of him.

Yang Yu showed a strange smile, "Your Majesty, he brought two female Taoist priests, saying that they were serving His Majesty with a soup spring." The two female crowns were about to undress and come in, but they were stopped by the ministers. However, Yu Zhenzi and the two female crowns are still not leaving. ”

He said that His Majesty is the lord of the Tang Dynasty and the respect of the Son of Heaven. How can this use of the soup spring lack the service of the female envoy, isn't it disrespectful? ”

What the?

Li Luo couldn't imagine that Yu Zhenzi would use a female Taoist priest to take a bath with him, which... Okay?

Bad old man, very bad.

Test me with beauty?

I... Eat this set?

Li Luo felt a little hot on his body, not from the hot springs. However, the most noble man in the Tang Dynasty still did not hesitate to say: "Tell him that I don't need a woman to serve him, let him bring people back." ”

"No!" Yang Yu was ordered to leave.

Li Luo felt the heat on his body, and wanted to go back to Jiangling to see Cui Xiuning earlier. The Chang'an Palace and the various ministries and offices cannot be completed in two years, and the imperial court still has to stay in Jiangling for at least two years, and he cannot stay in Chang'an forever.

Well, let Wen Tianxiang sit in Chang'an, add Chang'an to stay, envoy to the festival, and Yongzhou pastor.

Outside Huaqing Pond, an old Taoist priest looked at Yang Yan who came out, "General Yang, can Your Majesty agree to enter Miaoxin and Miaoyi?" ”

Yang Yu glanced at the two beautiful female Taoist priests, shook his head and said, "I just said, Your Majesty doesn't need a woman to serve you, you still don't believe it, you have to rely on it." If you don't take them away, so-and-so will drive you away. Don't forget, although Huaqing Palace was originally yours, it is now His Majesty's palace! ”

Yu Zhenzi suddenly showed a disappointed look, and her face was extremely embarrassed. The two female Taoist priests also showed resentment.

Yu Zhenzi said curtly: "This... General Yang, you are the attendant of the Son of Heaven, and you should think about Your Majesty. This lonely yang has been out for a long time, if it can't be harmonized with yin and yang, I'm afraid it will be unfavorable to the dragon body. These two disciples of the poor path are not only proficient in the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but also perfect and beautiful ......"

"Let's go! Hugh be noisy! If you don't leave, so-and-so will take someone! Yang Yu waved his hand impatiently.

Yu Zhenzi had no choice but to leave with the two female disciples in shame.

Yang Yu was also relieved to see them leave.

Thankfully, His Majesty didn't let them in. Otherwise, if the mother knows, she may have to eat and hang.

Hmph, these two female Taoist priests are indeed beautiful, but compared to Niangniang, it will be overshadowed. Your Majesty has such a vision, where will he take them seriously?

Yu Zhenzi is unwilling, but also a little strange. He heard that the Tang Lord was already in his prime, but looking at his complexion, it was like a double decade.

Lord Tang's complexion is radiant, his bearing is clear, and it is clearly the phase of yin and yang and moist. But there are no concubines around Lord Tang, how can he have this yin and yang and moist appearance?

Could it be that the Tang Lord has any unique way of maintaining health and rejuvenating the face?

Actually, not to mention Yu Zhenzi, even Li Luo himself also felt strange.

Even if he returns to the modern era, Li Luo thinks that he doesn't look like he is thirty years old now, and he is twenty-four or five years old.

Even if he has a mustache, he doesn't look like a thirty-year-old.

When they first crossed over to this world, Li Luo and Cui Xiuning both found that they seemed to be a few years younger.

Could it be the impact of traveling through time and space? The two are unknown. But they were a little younger than they were before the crossing.

Cui Xiuning is not at all like a thirty-year-old woman. She just got the modern age, and it is estimated that she is only twenty-three or four. In this day and age, it's exactly like a double decade.

This is a woman who has given birth to several children.

It is a good thing to be a few years younger inexplicably, but Li Luo can't help but worry about his son Li Zheng.

It seems that his life span is not short, how many years will his son be the prince?

Thirty years? Forty years?

Won't my son be able to wait?

Hehe.

Li Luo couldn't help but feel amused when he thought of this. I feel like my idea is ridiculous.

Forget it, it's not a good thing to be emperor for too long. If you are really old, isn't it good to abdicate and become the emperor?

It is too selfish to dominate the throne until death.

You can't let power control your own heart.

Do not be seduced by women, but control the Lord himself.

Before, when he heard that the female Taoist priest was going to come in to accompany Mu, his heart was also slightly moved. But being able to control yourself is the true nature of a hero.

To be a famous monarch for centuries and become a big man in the annals of history, you must always be the enemy of your own desires and stick to your original intention.

There are three thousand weak waters, and I only take one scoop of them.

I have a country and a country, what more can I ask for?

Second and third sons, please listen to me. Man, don't be greedy, otherwise you will get drunk, you will get lost in the flowers, and you won't know the way back.

Li Luo soaked in the hot spring wholeheartedly, closing his eyes and practicing his heart. After a long time, I opened my eyes in the dense water, firm and energetic.

In the past eight years, he and Cui Xiuning have been working together as husband and wife, and they have come to this day step by step. In this world, there are very few people who are qualified to be his opponents.

The biggest enemy was not Kublai Khan, not the Yuan Court, but himself.

After Li Luo finished soaking in the hot springs, he left Huaqing Pool refreshed, and then came to the top of Lishan Mountain with his subordinates.

At this time, it is dusk, the mountain is dripping green, the sunset is like a brocade, magnificent like a dream, the magnificent is indescribable, it is worthy of being one of the eight views of Guanzhong, "Lishan sunset".

The Tang lord came to the evening pavilion, overlooking the Qin Mausoleum of the First Emperor, thinking about this place in the past, the princes of the Zhou You King Fenghuo Opera smiled and smiled, and Yang Guifei came out of the bath to help the delicate and weak, but saw that the land in Guanzhong was majestic and vast, the sky was high and the earth was thick, and the Weishui was like a belt, and I don't know how many stories were buried.

It's really picturesque, and the world is like chess.

Li Luo couldn't help but feel very nostalgic, and after thinking for a while, he slowly groaned:

Wang Xi beacon tower, the emperor is buried in Lishan Mausoleum.

Concubine baths in Huaqing Pool, and people climb the evening pavilion.

The past is the same as the world, and the green mountains are the same as the ancient and the modern.

Don't leave a grudge song, and then listen to it with future generations.

Li Luo's new poem is mediocre and has no good sentences, but it is full of warnings, and it has the self-discipline to learn from history, learn from the lessons of the ancients, and avoid repeating the mistakes of the past.

Meng Hui, who accompanied Silu Lang, immediately bowed his hand and asked solemnly: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the name of the imperial poem?" ”

Li Luo thought for a while, "This poem is called "Lishan Nostalgia". ”

"No." When Meng Hui heard this, he immediately took out a pen and paper from the leather bag and recorded it quickly: "On October 25 of the second year, I climbed Lishan Mountain, and I gave "Lishan Nostalgia", and the poem said: ......"

Li Luogu said left and right: "Lishan Palace, my family's old palace is also." The ancestors and the ancestors, there are many lucky patrols, and Xuanzong especially loves them. Today, it is long gone. ”

Zhu Qian said: "Now that my Tang Dynasty is rejuvenating, Your Majesty is coming to Lishan, and it will become a victory again." ”

Li Luo looked at the sunset and sighed: "He Si is beautiful! It's a pity that I don't see the ancients. Zhuqing, Yin Jian is not far away, don't let future generations pity us. ”

"For the emperor and general, the virtue should be the first in the world, and the pleasure should be the last. The public will is followed, and the people's will is the foundation. In this way, wealth can be enduring, merit can be left to future generations, and good reputation can be passed down in history. ”

Zhu Hao and others gave up their hands: "Your Majesty's holy teachings are deafening, and the ministers dare not forget it." ”

Wei Su said respectfully: "Your Majesty is a lone man, a priest and a saint, not only talented and wise, but also benevolent and virtuous, and Longde is in the field." Even the eternal holy king who is benevolent and loves things, and he can't live it. ”

Most of the courtiers were martial artists, and they couldn't help but look sideways, and said in their hearts, this Wei Su really can speak.

But I heard Wei Su continue: "Since ancient times, emperors have never heard of those who are benevolent to the monarch with a clear monarch, and they can leave a legacy of regret through the ages. Zulong has the regret of dying twice, King Youwang has the hatred of dying dogs, and Xuanzong has the humiliation of Anshi's rebellion. And Your Majesty is virtuous, virtuous is benevolent, and the sacred heart of three provinces is still a day. To make His Majesty start and finish well, what is the aftermath. The minister first congratulated His Majesty. ”

These words are indeed clever, not only did he say good things, but he also tactfully asked Li Luo to start and finish well, not to be like Xuanzong.

It's not a pat at at home, it's a remonstrance.

Li Luo stroked the slightly upturned beard on his lips and nodded solemnly: "Good." I have already had my words. ”

Obviously, the Son of Heaven is very elegant.

Although Wei Su's words are nice and euphemistic, if he changes to a monarch like Qianlong, it is estimated that a frenzied person will not be able to run. You are a minion, what kind of thing do you dare to let me start and finish well? I want you to teach me to be an emperor?

Silu Langzhong Meng Hui immediately recorded: "The story of Lishan is used to admonish the ministers to worry first and then to be happy, and to take the public and the people." The royal front serves Wei Su, and advises the good always. Shangjiazhi, said good. ”

Li Luo got off Lishan Mountain, returned to Yingtian Pavilion, and began to deal with the music.

The chapters here are all written by the counties and generals in Guanzhong, and they are all important military and political affairs in Shaanxi. The southern cantata was not sent to Guanzhong, but was handled by Cui Xiuning in Gangneung.

It can be said that the work Li Luo is doing now is not like the Tang Emperor, but more like the Yongzhou Mu.

Li Luo picked up the inventory book he had just sent, and felt a lot more relieved after reading it.

He knew that the so-called 800 miles of Qinchuan, that is, the area of the Guanzhong Plain, was about 40,000 square kilometers. A plain, larger than the entire Haidong.

It's definitely not a small place.

So how many cultivated fields are there in the Guanzhong Plain?

After returning grazing to farming, after the order of equalizing the land, the forced handover of the land and the inventory of hidden fields, the number of which is more than 38 million mu!

What is this concept?

Even if an average of five acres of land is used to feed one person, the Guanzhong Plain alone can feed eight million people. What's more, you don't need five acres of land to feed one person.

Even if the yield per mu is only eight buckets of millet, five acres of land can harvest four stones of grain, which is enough for a common people's ration.

So how many people are there in the Guanzhong Plain now?

There are only more than two million. This is the richest and most densely populated area in Shaanxi. The huge Hanzhong has a population of only more than 300,000, and the territory of southern Shaanxi is not small, with a population of less than 300,000.

Such a large Shaanxi is estimated to have a total population of only four million at most.

During the Jin Dynasty, Shaanxi had a population of more than 10 million.

Why is the population small? Of course, it was the sin of Meng Yuan.

There is still a long way to go to restore the population. Li Luo closed the book and picked up the report on recruiting new soldiers, saying that 40,000 recruits had been recruited, and it would soon reach 50,000.

In this raid, a large number of war horses were obtained, which were just used to arm the cavalry.

Although the men in Guanzhong are good at riding and are good cavalry seedlings, if they want to train to become qualified cavalrymen, they must train hard for at least one year.

After dealing with the business, Li Luo took out another map that had not yet been drawn and drew it carefully.

This is the blueprint of Chang'an City and the Imperial Palace.

Because Li Luo doesn't understand architecture, in fact, this can only be called a suggestion drawing at most, and it can never be a qualified design engineering drawing.

Chang'an City on paper, seventy-two miles in circumference, square in shape, nine gates.

The city wall is five zhang high and two zhang thick.

That's not the point, it's the layout and structure of the city!

ps: I can't do it anymore, I can't really add it today, I'm crazy... Inability to breathe. Struggling to finish the chapter. Good night.

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