Chapter 551: Northern Tour

Recently, the palace has been very lively.

Of course, it was not because Yue Lei was punished, which caused the eldest princess and her mother to be ridiculed, but because Zhao Gou was about to set off for the north, and everyone wanted to accompany Yanyan, who was full of harems.

Yue Lei's matter is just a joke for people to listen to.

I am afraid that the most I am interested in is the mother-in-law family or the mother and daughter in the harem.

But Yue Fei is an important general of the imperial court, and he has always been trusted by the emperor, and now he has the army of the Western Expedition, which is the right time. His eldest son is also a young hero, and the future is promising. In this case, Yue Lei, as the second son, is not to mention that he is messing around, but he has really cultivated a gentleman, and it is only good for the Yue family.

As for taunting the eldest princess's mother and daughter, it's really idle and trying to find death. Don't you know that this majesty is a short-term protector now?

If you are reckless and put your own people in it, smart people will not do it.

However, many people rushed up to comfort the eldest princess's mother and daughter, just hoping to have a shadow in front of Zhao Gou's eyes.

But it is still frustrated that should be frustrated.

No matter how beautiful this person is, if he hides his mind and plays tricks with Zhao Gou from time to time, he will be a true immortal, and Zhao Gou will be disgusted as the days go by.

After all, after a person is beautiful to a certain extent, it is really difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

At that time, what these warblers and Yanyan had to compete for was the 'soul'.

Naturally, there are high and low, pets and repulsions.

There is no cold palace in the Song Imperial City, but if you are not favored by the emperor, no matter how gorgeous the palace is, will it become a cold palace?

In May, the weather in the Central Plains is already hot. Zhao Gou's car finally left Beijing.

With 20,000 escorts, the concubines, courtiers and family servants who accompanied them, the number of not 10,000 but also 5,000, the carriage was like a long line, heading north.

Because there was a will in advance, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry were not allowed to move the public to pave the way, and Zhao Gou wanted to take the opportunity to take a good look at the road situation in the north.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs is also responsible for the procurement of materials along the way.

It is not allowed to pay tribute to local products.

Even the people along the way did not let the slightest disturbance.

At this time, it is the summer harvest, so it cannot be affected.

Even Zhao Gou asked Zeng Xue to secretly prepare a two-wheeled carriage with an ordinary appearance.

Of course, there are many four-wheeled carriages in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but four-wheeled carriages are only suitable for driving in the city or on flat official roads, and if you want to go to the countryside, it is more convenient to use two-wheeled carriages.

On this day, Zhao Gou took the two children, changed cars, and quietly left the army.

"Sit on this?" Zhao Ying was uncomfortable at first.

He had never done such a rudimentary carriage when he was so big.

Zhao Xuan was elated, "This is good!" ”

How much fun is bouncing? What's more, you can sit on it and look at the scenery on the side of the road. My father asked someone to lift the curtains.

He didn't care about Zhao Ming, he jumped into the carriage first and occupied a window.

Yue Pan was wearing a soap coat, stretched out his hand and raised his whip, and he didn't look like a coachman when he sat on the wheel. But his skill in driving is absolutely fine.

Zhao Gou beckoned to Zhao Ming, "Hurry up." If I don't come up, I won't take you. ”

Zhao Xuan's little face suddenly became serious, and he went up with a sigh, he sat next to Zhao Xuan, holding the other car window.

In the carriage behind were the Imperial Physician and Zeng Xue.

Zeng Xue was a hundred uneasy in his heart, because Zhao Gou only brought thirty or twenty followers with him this time. If something really happens, even if these people are all warriors in the army, what can they help?

However, Zhao Gou's will is not something he can change.

The carriage got off the national highway, which should be the official road of the local state and county. In today's Zhao and Song Dynasty transportation networks, national highways are the highest standard roads, spacious and flat, and mostly stretch in straight lines. The official road was wide and thick, and the situation was even worse when the carriage got off the official road and turned onto a fork in the road.

Zhao Xuan doesn't think the carriage bumps are funny now, his butt is about to be turned upside down.

The road was immediately different. The previous lane could barely accommodate two carriages in parallel, and the road surface was also very smooth, but now this road can barely pass one car, and the road surface is not comparable to before.

But in a sense, this kind of 'small road' is the true portrayal of the traffic environment of Zhao and Song Dynasty today.

Don't look at the national highway is very well built, and the imperial court invests a lot in transportation every year, but compared to the huge Chinese dialect, it is too much of a drop in the bucket.

Many more trails have barely been groomed. When pedestrians encounter big pits, whoever can't pass the car or horse will fill it. Or if a good person or a capable person can come out of ten miles and eight villages, and pay to repair the road, it will definitely benefit the township.

Of course, when he meets a more responsible magistrate, he will also take care of this matter, paving roads and repairing bridges, which can be regarded as one of his political achievements.

But there is no such thing as a criterion at all. can only resign yourself to fate, see how the officials sent by the imperial court are able to follow the light, and see if there is anyone in the surrounding ten miles and eight towns.

Yue Fan no longer raised the whip, and only walked slowly by the carriage.

After walking along this bumpy path for about half an hour, the golden wheat fields are so bright that you can't see the end at a glance.

Zhao constructed the frame to the north of the Yellow River, and the left and right sides of the national highway were all plains of Pingchuan.

In recent years, with the popularity of undershirts in the army, it has also spread rapidly among the people, and the original short-clothed shirts have been quickly eliminated by saving fabric.

One by one, the men cut the wheat with their chests open, wielding scythes, and there were also the peasant women with rough hands and feet, tying up the wheat one by one.

Young children carry buckets to bring water to adults.

The sheep intestine path at the edge of the field is full of people carrying burdens and pushing wheelbarrows, and the wheat is bundled up or carried back with a load or pushed back with a wheelbarrow, and the wheat harvest must be hurried while the weather is good.

"This is farming!"

Zhao Gou rubbed the back of the heads of the two cheap babies with his big hand.

The peasants face the loess with their backs to the sky, and live really hard. Even though he has relieved a lot of burdens on the peasants, it is still hard.

There was no need for Zhao Gou to shout to stop, Yue Tuo stopped the car first.

And the people of the field, and the harvesters who rested in the field, had already thought of them.

These people are so big, with a carriage between twenty horses in front and behind, and a carriage behind them, all of them dressed in soap clothes, all of them are strong, carrying knives and bows, and riding high-headed horses.

is like the police car in later generations, and no one will think that it is an ordinary person when they see it.

Thinking of the legendary emperor Lao Tzu who was about to beat them here, those people naturally regarded Zhao Gou as the eldest lord who drove north, and the well-dressed guards before and after him regarded them as family members.

There was some coolness under the shade of the trees, some farmers were squatting under the trees to rest and drink water, and when they saw the carriage stop, they all stood up one by one, and when Zhao Gou got off the car with the two babies, the nearest few farmers bent their waists, but no one dared to come forward to talk.

The north of the Yellow River is not a poor place, the plains are fertile, and the wind and rain have been smooth in the past two years.

The complexion is ruddy, and there is no vegetable.

The dress is also neat, there are few patches on the undershirt and short coat, and no one on the feet is wearing a pair of straw sandals to deal with the problem, but a pair of feet were cut by wheat stubble and bleeding.