A group of carriages stopped in front of the gate of Luoyang City, the slaves who drove the car got out of the car, and the soldiers guarding the city gate looked at something, and after speaking, the soldiers did not dare to stop it anymore, and hurriedly made way out, behaving extremely respectfully, and the big clans waiting for the soldiers to check on the other side were a little puzzled, this is Luoyang City, here, no matter who it is, it is impossible for the soldiers to let them go so easily.

Isn't it a private visit to Tianzi Weifu??

They guessed in their hearts, but this carriage was just a dilapidated carriage, and there were no guards to follow in front and behind, only an old slave drove the horse, and the slave looked like a beard, and it didn't look like the yellow gate in the palace, you know, just two days ago, the son of King Chen was interrogated at the city gate, and was found to have a strong crossbow, he didn't follow the soldiers, and made a lot of noise in front of the city gate, but was dragged away by Yuan Shang, who came later.

Who is in this carriage that can make the guards of Luoyang so polite?

Everyone was curious but didn't dare to ask, they didn't want to cause any trouble, they could only watch the carriage swaying into the city of Luoyang, the carriage was very shabby, the slave who drove the car was still wrapped in thick cotton clothes, wrapped around the whole body, the vehicle did not stop, all the way to the north of the city, close to the palace in front of a glorious group of halls, there were not many people coming and going here, the carriage stopped, an old man lived with a cane, with the support of the slave, slowly got off the carriage.

The old man looks a little rickety, a little old, the whole face is wrinkled, even the eyebrows are gray, he stood in front of the group hall, raised his head, looking at the situation here, he looked at it for a long time, only then did he live with a cane, walked towards the group hall, just walked to the door, immediately a soldier blocked in front of him, looking at the old man's age, the soldier did not dare to be rude, and said respectfully: "Boss, no one is allowed to enter here." ”

The old man raised his head, looked at the young soldier in front of him, and said, "I am Xing Hao, the commander of the Zhongshu...", the soldier was stunned, but after thinking for a moment, he was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise: "Xing Gong??? Xing Ziang smiled and nodded, the soldier was a little nervous, virtuous Xing Ziang, this is an old minister who has followed Emperor Xiaokang, among the twelve sages of Jianning, this person is the only one alive.

The soldier looked at Xing Gong in front of him, nervously speechless, and said tremblingly: "Forgive me Xing Gong, I... I... I don't know, let me tell you, okay?? Xing Ziang nodded, the servants around him also stood quietly beside him, Xing Ziang was a virtuous man, and most of his close relatives were also contaminated with his temperament, gentle and humble.

After waiting for a while, I saw a small official hurriedly running over, bowing to Xing Gong, and then making way for him, it stands to reason that this is the Martyrs' Hall, which can only be opened when the Son of Heaven wants to worship, or some old ministers, such as the original Cai Yong, when Lu Zhi came to visit, the officials would not stop it, which is one of the privileges given by the Son of Heaven to the old ministers.

Xing Gong is undoubtedly the most qualified to enter.

Xing Ziang lived on crutches, climbed the steps step by step, and walked into this glorious hall, there are two huge statues erected on both sides of the hall, one is dressed as a northern soldier, and the other is dressed as a southern soldier.

The official on the side whispered: "This is made by a few foreign masters, and they are now all in the Jiangzuo Mansion.... Emperor Xiaoxian liked it very much, so he put it in front of the door and guarded the martyrs...", Xing Ziang sipped his slurp, wanting to say something, but remembering that the cranky Son of Heaven was no longer there, he didn't speak, shook his head helplessly, walked into the main hall, and saw the statues on both sides.

Fortunately, the whimsical son of heaven did not use the method of the foreign land to sculpt these Xing Ziang's old friends, the traditional and simple sculptures stand on both sides, although they are not so detailed, just the appearance of the Wenchen standing with their hands, but Xing Ziang looks at it is much more pleasing to the eye, under the sculpture, there is also a stone stele, which makes Xing Ziang a little puzzled is that the hall seems to be divided into two parts, each with a hall.

Looking at the newly built temples around him, Xing Ziang understood the thoughts of the Son of Heaven.

This hall is the Jianning Hall of the Martyrs' Hall, and on the other side, it is the Xiping Palace, the newly built one, which seems to be the Yankang Palace.

The sound of the crutch hitting on the jade was very loud, with the slow and firm tapping sound, Xing Ziang walked through these sculptures step by step, he looked at the courtiers around him, and couldn't help laughing, without any sadness, and no remembrance, he seemed to see his old friend, he smiled, stopped, stretched out his hand, and stroked the sculpture in front of him, "Bo Jiao, you are here too, okay, I am still worried that you will go to Xiping Palace!" ”

"It seems that I still can't bear these old friends... Great..."

"I didn't get to see you one last time... Don't blame me, I'll accompany you later, how about it? ”

Xing Ziang stretched out his head, listened carefully, nodded with a smile, and said, "Okay, just do it...", he continued to walk again, every time he came to a sculpture, he had to stop, otherwise, he had to stand firm before he could reach out and touch it.

"Zhou Yang... Are you okay? Good fellow, your grandson has led the embroidered messenger..."

"Cui Gong? You're there?? Hahaha, great, is there a new poem? Tell me about it? ”

"Prince, the new deal has been started, do you remember that child of Cao Song's family? He's doing it..."

"Don't worry, Gong Zhang, there is no enemy who needs to be beheaded!"

"Duan Gong... The combat effectiveness of the Southern Army has now surpassed that of the Northern Army by a lot..."

"Ahem, Zhang Gong, don't be angry, the Northern Army is not weak."

"Yang Gong, Xinzhou and Hezhou are all good, don't ask again..."

"Wen Rengong... Got it, got it, bring some money next time..."

"He Shi....", Xing Ziang looked at the sculpture at the forefront, stunned for a long time, but he couldn't speak, stood for a long time, he respectfully bowed to He Xiu, and walked to the Jianning stele in the center, he was a little tired, leaning on the stele, sat down, panting, the stele was engraved with the merits of Emperor Xiaokang's life, which were created by these ministers below.

"Young Prince... Ningzhou Chidao, I built it... Still short of Xizhou and Jiaozhou... I don't know if I can finish it... However, the young prince can rest assured that if the minister lives for a day, he will be busy for this matter for a day... Even if you die, you will die in the road, not on the bed... Whoever promised the young prince and the marquis, the minister will definitely complete it..",

The slave in the distance, looking at Xing Ziang sitting against the stone stele, talking to himself, as if someone was chatting with him, laughing from time to time, suddenly a little creepy, looking around, he bowed respectfully, "If there is an interruption, forgive the sin, forgive the sin...", Zhengnian chattered, he saw Xing Ziang waved his hand at him, and shouted: "Help me, I can't stand up!" ”

The slave helped him, and Xing Ziang stood up.

"Master of the house, do you want to see Your Majesty?"

"It's all here, friends over there in Xiping Palace, I also have to pay a visit...", hearing his words, the slave took him and rushed to Xiping Palace, the scale of Xiping Palace, which is about the same as Jianning Palace, but it seems a little empty, there are not many sculptures of courtiers, this is not to say that there are not many famous ministers in Xiping, but most of the famous ministers in Xiping seem to have been buried in Jianning Palace, this is their last words.

In the Xiping Palace, Xing Ziang looked at it, and it was also a row of sculptures, and he also greeted them one by one.

There is the Emperor's Father.

There is Zheng Gong.

There is Lu Gong.

There is Dong Gong.

There is Yuan Shu's kid.

There is also a chatter Liu Gong.

When Xing Ziang walked out of here tremblingly, the palace gate was already full of soldiers guarding at some point, at the forefront, a young man stood straight, smiling, Xing Ziang stared at him, looked at him for a long time, and did not recognize him, Liu Xi stepped forward, bowed to Xing Ziang, and said: "Junior Liu Xi visits Xing Yeye." Hearing this name, Xing Ziang reacted.

"Don't dare to let Your Majesty do this!" , He said, he was about to bow to the Son of Heaven, where did Liu Xi dare to accept his salute, and hurriedly helped him up, and said with a smile: "Xing Yemo wants to be like this, you are an important minister of the Three Dynasties, and you are a close friend of Yeye, it should be a salute...", Xing Ziang listened to his words, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is more like Emperor Xiaokang than Emperor Xiaoxian...", hearing Xing Ziang's words, Liu Xi was also very happy in his heart.

returned to the palace with Xing Ziang.

The Son of Heaven rode in the same car with him.

This kind of treatment has not been given to Xing Ziang for a long time.

Entering the Houde Palace, the two sat facing each other, Xing Ziang looked at the somewhat empty Houde Palace, and couldn't help but be surprised, not only here, the entire palace, it looks a little wrong, in the Houde Palace, there are all kinds of collections, and there are some calligraphy and paintings, etc., which are very exquisitely arranged, how did it become like this, empty, the Han will not fall to such a point, Xing Ziang became more and more frightened.

"Here... This...."

"Xing Gong doesn't know, I just ascended the throne, I don't know about political affairs, so I used the stock of money in the treasury on the official school, there is nothing left, with these inputs, the official school is very smooth, in a short period of time, countless books were printed, the official school platform was soon established, and the young children entered the school one after another, but ah, I didn't expect that in January, there was a cold disaster in several counties in Hezhou... A lot of livestock were frozen to death...."

"I took out some of my own private collections, and asked Liu Ba to sell some useless collection of paintings and calligraphy, all of which were exchanged for the materials needed by the victims, and let Jimintai send them to Hezhou... Fortunately, the disaster was brought under control, and no people were killed...", Liu Xi said with a smile.

"But, this... The things inside the palace..."Xing Ziang was still a little shocked.

"It's okay, Xing Yeye, these things are put here, I don't have time to play with them, it's useless, it's better to change into clothes, I can save a lot of people, and..."Liu Xi lowered his voice, approached Xing Ziang, and said in a low voice: "I have donated like this, how dare those ministers, the big clan not donate?" They donated more than me, so that the disaster was alleviated within a month..."

Hearing the words of the Son of Heaven, Xing Ziang couldn't help laughing.

Looking at Liu Xi in front of him, Xing Ziang's eyes were very gentle and close, as if he was looking at one of his juniors, Xing Ziang also lowered his voice and said: "This kind of thing, I didn't do less with Emperor Xiaokang back then..."

"Hahaha!"

One old and one young, looking up and laughing.