The people are the most important, the community is secondary, and the king is light!

When Xu Ziyuan was leaving, his words were still like rolling spring thunder, which exploded in Xue Ping's ears over and over again. It made him scorched inside and out, and he couldn't keep it.

Sage Kong's words, he Xue Ping is naturally familiar with them, but I don't know when, this sentence has some other explanations in his heart.

Monarch father, monarch and minister, father and son!

Is he really the kind of person who takes the world as his own responsibility?

Xu Ziyuan's words were unceremoniously, and even criticized him from the roots.

Why do you Xue Ping cling to a belief? It's not because you really think about the people and the country, you just want to make the lintel of your Xue family more glamorous.

Your Lao Tzu started by rebellion, no matter how glamorous your Xue family is, this will inevitably be remembered in the Spring and Autumn History Books, no matter how much credit the King of Yanping County has made, but this stain cannot be washed away.

That's why you are so stubborn, so perverted to support a royal family that has long existed in name, to support an emperor who has long lost the hearts and minds of the people.

You just want to decorate Xue's lintel a little brighter, and apply a little bright color on top of that stain.

But where have you put all the people of the world?

Things have developed to the current situation, and if Li Xiang cannot come to power smoothly, it is impossible to say, and the world will become chaotic again. If the emperor takes power again, he will definitely liquidate Li Xiang's past and regain power. With the support of the Xiang family, the emperor had the confidence to compete with Li Xiang above the court.

So in this world, there will be no more peaceful days.

Li Xiang's brilliant plan will inevitably be trapped in the struggle for power and profit above the court, constrained by the emperor, and involved by other courtiers, and the Tang Dynasty will once again fall into endless internal friction.

And it will be all the people of the whole world who will suffer for this.

What will be delayed will be the road of Datang to re-deploy the world and reach the top of the world.

Xu Ziyuan said fiercely, and threw the beautiful wine bottle on the ground and smashed it to pieces, and the red wine rolled around like blood beads on the smooth green bricks on the city wall.

Xue Ping was like a zombie, sitting still.

Xu Ziyuan brushed his sleeves away.

Zhang Jia got up, clenched his fists, and sighed before getting up and leaving.

Xue Ping sat at the top of the tower and watched Zhang Jia leave Hetao City with a large group of cavalry. His garrison was in the city of Nakasui, which was far from here, and it was evident that he had come here for his sake.

As night fell, Xue Ping was still sitting on top of a tall building.

The two guards hung a few dead wind lanterns on the tower, and tiptoed back, for fear that their feet would be heavy, and stepped on a little noise to alarm this obviously somewhat abnormal big man.

Today Xu Ziyuan Xu Du lost his temper and smashed the wine bottle on the top of the city tower, they can see it clearly in the distance, this one in front of them, although they don't know what kind of master it is, but the gods are fighting, and it is better for them to stay away.

The sound of the second watch suddenly woke Xue Ping up, and the light of the air death wind lamp above his head shone on the table in front of him, the sumptuous delicacies were already cold at the moment, and the fragrance was no longer there, these things naturally couldn't arouse Xue Ping's interest, and his eyes fell on the globe.

Slowly reaching out and gently turning this globe, is this true?

What I thought was the center of the world, and what I thought was the vast Tang Empire, was only so big?

Xue Ping shuddered and suddenly withdrew his gaze. He stood up, walked to the other side of the tower, and looked into the city.

Dotted lights dot the huge city.

It's quiet!

Dogs can occasionally be heard barking.

He staggered down the tower, his legs moving forward with a blank look in his eyes.

Several pro-soldiers who had been waiting below, including Sima Kai, wanted to step forward to say a few words of greeting, but when they saw Xue Ping Tieqing's face, they wisely withdrew their words and followed him silently.

Hetao City had already been curfew at this time, except for the occasional patrolling soldiers, who were caught quickly, and there was no one to be seen at all. But for Xue Ping, curfews naturally do not exist.

When the soldiers who patrolled the city saw their group, they did not stop them from questioning, but avoided them and made way for them.

Apparently, they were told beforehand.

Xue Ping was like a drunk man who had drunk too much, wandering aimlessly around the city.

The dog's barking suddenly became intense, and through a thin door, it was evident that its sensitive ears sensed that someone was walking in the street. It was mixed with the muffled cries of chickens in the coop.

There are babies crying, women comforting, men laughing, and even scholars chanting by the moonlight.

I heard that in the small shop on the street, the cook was chopping the minced meat; Hearing the shopkeeper's scolding, Xiao Er should be more careful when sorting out the goods.

Here, there are not only Tang dialects, but also many barbarian dialects that even Xue Ping can't understand.

What is it?

This is the prosperous Taoyuan!

Xue Ping wandered around the city. When he was in Wuyi, such a scene did not make him new, because all this was so ordinary, so ordinary that he took it for granted.

This made him forget what the Tang Dynasty was like in the past.

However, in the past few years in the Western Regions, he finally saw once again what poverty is, what it means to be unclothed and not fed, what it is to have no roof to cover the body, and no footprints to stand on the ground. At that time, he finally remembered the place where he lived when he was young, the place where he was born and raised, and the place where his father never forgot when he was dying, Luzhou.

Xue Ping thinks that his father is a good official, but even under his father's painstaking governance, Luzhou still has not made much progress, there are people everywhere who can't eat enough, beggars in ragged clothes can be seen everywhere, and if he doesn't pick up a few floating corpses on the street every day, it is simply the sun coming out in the west.

What is the world supposed to be like?

This world should be like this, just like the Hetao City where I am walking.

The people here come from all over the world, there are soldiers, criminals, prisoners of war, there are people, there are savages, this should be a mixed place, where the crime is gathered, but now, what he sees and hears, is a piece of peace, much better than the childhood paradise in his memory, Luzhou.

Xu Ziyuan is right, this is Li Ze's credit.

Xue Ping walked slowly.

Several members of the Xue family wanted to step forward several times, but were stopped by Sima Kai, who knew that Xue Ping at this time must be at the most critical moment in his life.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the rooster crows.

A rooster crows, a thousand chickens and.

The whole city seemed to come to life in an instant.

The rooster sings that the world is white.

The sky suddenly revealed a trace of fish belly white, the bell above the city tower rang melodiously, starting from the east city, the bells on the city tower were ringed in turn.

The closed doors of the street opened one after another, and one by one sleepy-eyed people came out, carrying night pots and stretching their waists, waiting for the crisp bell of the carriage that collected Yonedako.

The walls of the doors were torn down, and the shopkeeper and his men hurriedly began to erect benches and planks on the street, and put the piles of goods in their house in order outside. One by one, majestic men came out of the house, with a cooking cake in their mouths, a water hyacinth hanging from their waists, a rope around their shoulders, and a flat pole on their shoulders, ready to go out to look for work.

Watch out!

Don't forget to bring a sugar gourd to the baby when you come back, the baby has been reading for several days.

Pull a few feet of cloth and I'll make you a new gown!

Xue Ping walked forward, the city gate was in front of him, several soldiers guarding the city were working together to open the heavy gate, and a large group of villagers who had been waiting outside for a long time poured in, carrying burdens, carrying baskets, pushing wheelbarrows, leading donkey carts and ox carts, and many leading horses.

Xue Ping stood by the city gate, watching these people rush to their destination with their goods.

They are going to a centralized sales point, which he is very familiar with, because in Wuyi, this is the case, all these villagers from the four towns and eight miles who sell their own goods have a centralized location. If you go earlier, you will be able to occupy a better position and sell more goods.

Hetao City followed all the strategies of Wuyi to govern the city.

At last the gates of the city were empty, and he took a stride and walked outside. Sima Kai and the others followed closely.

The road outside the city is straight and wide, and the street trees on both sides are just taller than people, and some of the large trees that have been specially planted have been sawed off, and now the new branches and leaves are still very thin.

Continuing to walk forward, on both sides of the road, more and more farmland occupies his field of vision, and the green crops are so enviable under the rising sun, this will be the harvest of autumn!

As far as the eye can see!

There are already quite a few farmers in the fields. They stooped over and carefully walked between the ridges, plucking weeds and throwing them into the baskets behind them.

Xue Ping saw that these people had the Tang people he was used to, and they also had completely different skin colors, clothes, and hair accessories, Yi people, and wild people. But at this moment, these people are all doing the same job, greeting each other warmly, and he can listen to those people asking some old farmers in stiff Tang language how to farm, and he can also hear some Tang people humbly asking these people some questions about how to raise livestock.

Xue Ping finally felt a little tired. He found a place by the side of the road and sat down, but the sound of running water was heard in his ears, and when he looked down, it was a canal built on both sides of the road, and the clear water was flowing happily into the distance.

"Protect you!" Sima Kai walked over, "You haven't slept all night." ”