July Flowing Fire.

The sun is scorching, and even if you lower your head, you can feel the blinding pain of the incandescent eyes.

Under the scorching sun, the towering city walls lay down like lazy insects, the streets seemed to be much wider, and the hard roads made of loess were dull white, and when you stepped on them, they brought up circles of dust.

Although these dust are small, they have a positive perseverance, they roll hard, flapping their invisible wings, trying to fly higher to all the heights, and then, falling on the grass, on the leaves, on the roof of the car, on the door face, on the ridge of the roof, silently filled, and finally shrouded everything in the dusty world.

Dead and dull, full of earthy smell.

Liu Zhi'er collapsed and struggled weakly, but he couldn't make the slightest movement.

The cicadas couldn't stand the heat and croaked vigorously.

The dog couldn't stand the stuffiness, and spit out his bright red tongue, looking like he was half dead.

The children couldn't stand the stuffiness, and they were all bare-bottomed, soaking in the pond and the river, laughing.

The man couldn't stand the stuffiness, shirtless, only wearing a pair of bull-nosed shorts, drinking the big tea bowl without stopping, the big pu fan kept fanning hard, and cursed in his mouth, "This ghost weather." ”

The most pitiful thing is the women, they have to brave the heat to make a fire to cook, a meal is ready, the thin shirt is soaked, the convex is convex, the black and purple like grapes, the round is round, the bulging sac is like a white steamed bun, even under the skirt, there is a suspected green and lush black shadow, the skin is a different kind of white washed by sweat, and a face is unusually red and simple

In such a spring face, the men turned a blind eye, blaming only the ghost weather, the thief was hot, how could he still have the heart to plant flowers.

Outside the city, in the fields, the tanned black loach-like farmer looked at the cracked farmland and was heartbroken.

In the palace, Chongyuan Palace, the Great Dynasty Meeting has just ended, and the Baiguan Corridor is eating.

Today is the emperor's Chongyuan Palace, the day of entering the pavilion ceremony, the officials in Beijing have got up early and entered the pilgrimage.

In the palace, officials and high-ranking officials discuss national affairs, but outside the hall, more officials are steaming, scorching, and groggy under the scorching sun, but they all stand still like a mountain.

The official family is very polite, but he doesn't dare to lose his honor in front of the monarch under the supervision of the imperial history.

There are those who pinch their palms, those who silently recite Buddhist scriptures, those who recall the passion of a certain night, and those who exchange their feet with untraceable movements, and the means are varied, but their expressions are extremely solemn, and they are loyal.

Loyal to the court, loyal to the official family.

Half a year has passed, everything that should be forgotten has been forgotten, people can't always remember the past, live in the present, and think about the future is the last word.

The word "loyalty" is worth a thousand gold, but it is not worth exchanging your life for it.

Han Tong was loyal enough, and it was not that he resisted in a lonely city for more than two months, and then abandoned the city again and fled

Li Yun is loyal enough, and his men are even stronger, but in the end, he didn't die

Thanks to him naming Da Lang for the festival, as soon as his father died, he immediately surrendered the city.

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People, you must not think about it, you must not be unable to get along with your neck, high-ranking officials have to be horses and ride is the last word.

Besides, the official family is invincible, and he won a great victory in two personal expeditions, and who can beat him in the world.

Although Yangzhou Li Chongjin jumped happily and dared to send troops to meet Han Tong, he only sent troops once, and then he shrank in the city and never moved.

I heard that Qin Yue in Yizhou was also jumping, shouting, and waving the flag, but that's all, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in Zi, Li, and Kui were enough to crush him to death.

Zai Huan has a bird to use, and if he has the ability, he will send troops to try.

The world will eventually be peaceful

But this thief doesn't appreciate his face.

Great drought.

After shedding a few tear-like raindrops on the day of the summer of self-reliance, more than two months have passed, and the sky is clear every day.

If it doesn't rain again, the autumn grain will be finished.

An official raised his head slightly, looked at the blue sky, opened his lips slightly, exhaled a dry and fire-like turbidity, inhaled the air full of the smell of sweat of his colleagues, and thought impatiently, he had stood for so long, he would not forget about us.

The matter was really expected by him, and the controversy in the palace was hot, and he had already forgotten all about the officials outside the palace.

Or rather, on purpose.

Because the official family on the throne can clearly see the scenery outside the palace.

There are two things to argue in the palace, one is to discuss Yangzhou, and the other is to pray for blessings and rain.

A small imperial history, a letter bluntly saying that the official family is immoral and punished by heaven, ignited the court meeting, and also provoked Song Jiuzhong, who had long been accustomed to calling himself "I", into a liver fire, and named Prime Minister Fan Zhen to be responsible for praying for rain.

Three resignations, three disallows.

As for the conquest of Yangzhou, the result of all kinds of deliberations must still be levied by the official family, otherwise, it will be difficult to complete the work.

Song Jiuzhong sat on the throne, looking at the various expressions of the officials, the lively and lively vegetable market in the court, and sighed slightly in his heart, the people's hearts are still not aligned, and his prestige is still not enough.

In the same flowing fire July, there is no cave in Shuzhong, and the wind and rain are still smooth, and this year seems to be cooler than last year.

In the barracks, flags were fluttering, drums were noisy, shouting and killing, and the dust was filled.

The military drill has been going on for three days under the scorching sun in the hottest weather of summer.

Qin Yue, the commander of the three armies, was originally a white face, but he was also tanned into black charcoal, if he took off his pocket, it would be a neat circle of white marks, black and white.

On the contrary, Jia Yin was already dark-skinned, but he couldn't see anything abnormal.

Today's Huya Army is no longer what it used to be.

A full 50,000 men, 25 corps.

Among them, there were 30,000 soldiers, 20,000 auxiliaries, and a naval division of 5,000 men with 300 warships.

Speaking of water masters, I want to thank Meng Chang.

At the beginning, in order to resist the Zhou army, the Xishu court built large docks in Chongqing and Luzhou, built warships, and trained sailors. Most of the battleships that had been built had been driven down the river by the Xiangchang Training Department, but the dock was still there, the big trees in the Yin Dry of Jia, Rong and other prefectures were still there, and the mechanics were still there.

The most important thing is that there are ready-made naval governors.

Mu Yun is good at military strategy, but horse soldiers are not his strengths, he is best at foot combat and water warfare, as soon as he heard that he was going to form a water division, he immediately put nothing to do, both as his porter, and when he was a long-term horse ba, pushed out as the head of the army, and invited himself to be the governor of the water division, personally control the quality of shipbuilding, personally teach the water division to practice, busy with all his strength.

Qin Yue couldn't ask for such a request, because there was a substitute for Mu Yun's affairs.

The relationship between Quan Shixiong and Jiayin has long been extraordinary, Qin Yue personally went out again, and he agreed without shirking, according to his words, his biggest ideal is to lead the Sichuan soldiers to the Central Plains, so that the whole world can see the blood and courage of the Shu people.

There are one and there are two, and the Shu generals originally had Zhao Wenliang, plus Quan Shixiong, a fierce general of the glorious three armies a year ago, joined, which suddenly set off a wave of military enthusiasm.

It's a pity that fighting a war is not about inviting guests to dinner, nor is it about recruiting soldiers.

It is reasonable that the nine-character principle of "training troops diligently, slowing down the expedition, and building up more momentum" can be unanimously approved by Li Gu and Wang Shu.

First of all, the basic plate has been expanded, and twenty-seven new states have been added at once, which is not as simple as drawing a circle on the map, in order to integrate the territory of these twenty-seven states as soon as possible, Qin Yue spent a month and a half just inspecting and inspecting, and this was still completed in a non-stop state.

The so-called 28 states, in fact, three states are not in the territory, five have long since changed their names, and only 23 states can actually reach the government decree.

When the imperial court appointed Li Gu as the senior minister of Jiannan Xizhou, the atlas of Xishu had not yet been submitted, and the administrative map of the former Tang Dynasty was still used.

But Li Gu has his own set of rules for the official, so he did it in a daze, and sent a letter to Han Lingkun, drawing the line simply and rudely, west of Fushui, the old man stretched out his hand, and it was within reach.

Han Lingkun didn't say a word, and immediately presented the rich soil ceremony, he was afraid that Li Gu's hand was too long, and if he really wanted to come over, he could only pinch his nose and recognize it if he pointed fingers at the one acre and three points of land in Zizhou.

Therefore, the basic plate of Qin and Yue today is centered on Yizhou Prefecture, with five prefectures of Wei, Mao, Guan, Peng and Han in the north, seven prefectures of Shu, Qiong, Ya, Li, Mei, Jia and Yin in the southwest, five prefectures of Ling, Rong, Rong, Zi and Shanghai in the south, and five prefectures of Jian, Pu, He, Chang and Chongqing in the southeast, a total of 23 prefectures.

In addition, there are more than 100 states.

These states, there are big and small, big Ruozhou counties, small as market towns, and often change, even Shi Heyun's cheap old man Zhu Zhongmin, the former head of the Xishu Pawn Bureau, and now the judge of the Li Gu shogunate's case, can't tell the exact number.

The management is very simple and crude, about the number, how much tax is lost every year, and then engrave a copper seal for you. What, you want it, okay, take the money in exchange.

These border states, mainly Yi, Li, Qiang, Tibetan, and Miao, each have their own routines and ways of living, but as long as they do not step on the line and have an attitude, they are successfully governed.

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