"The last general will see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!" Song Qingba saluted the panting Tang Wenyuan, and without waiting for Tang Wenyuan to reply, he hurriedly went over to help take off Tang Wenyuan's helmet.

"Your Majesty, why are you doing this, pay attention to the dragon body." As he spoke, he turned his head and waited for the guard beside him, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and move a chair for Your Majesty." ”

Tang Wenyuan waved his hand, "No need, let the soldiers go to your barracks to drink some water and rest." Also, in the future, you should start running, ten miles every morning. ”

Song Qingba's brows furrowed slightly, "Your Majesty, the old minister also ran along?" ”

"It's up to you, but this life lies in exercise, and it's still good to run more."

Song Qingba's head is full of black lines, doesn't this mean that I want to run along?

In fact, Tang Wenyuan really didn't want him to run, after all, he was old, unlike the physique of a young man, what if he was tired and had a problem.

Life is rare in seventy years, and in ancient times, it was not like now, and there were many people who lived to be healthy and healthy until they were eighty or ninety, and at that time they were already considered old people at the age of fifty.

Tang Wenyuan didn't go out of his way to rest, simply drank some water, and sat on the ridge next to him to rest.

The air in the early morning is exceptionally fresh, and everything seems so natural in the era of industrial pollution.

"Xiao Ye, go and help me get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." Tang Wenyuan looked at the field that had just been sown, and suddenly wanted to write something.

However, Night Rose asked people to bring tables and chairs, and prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Tang Wenyuan picked up the brush and began to write down the regulations on taking care of the farmland.

High-quality seeds are not the same as those of the Wen Dynasty, and the timing of watering is not the same.

Fortunately, the system also gives instructions on how to grow these high-quality seeds. Otherwise, it will be difficult to harvest in three months.

If it weren't for the importance of the food issue, Tang Wenyuan wouldn't have to worry about how to apply fertilizer, how much to apply, and when to apply it.

Song Qingba stroked his beard and watched Tang Wenyuan write.

"Your Majesty also knows how to farm?"

"I read a lot of books, so I know a little bit about everything. By the way, General Song, the training of the army must be strictly trained in accordance with the methods I have formulated. I'll check the results of my training myself in a few days. ”

Song Qingba is Tang Wenyuan's imperial uncle, but the title of imperial uncle was shouted when the two of them chatted privately and there was no one around.

In public, Tang Wenyuan still called Song Qingba General Song.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the last general will definitely train strictly."

"Besides......" Tang Wenyuan just wanted to tell Song Qingba about farming again, when the guards suddenly came to report, "Your Majesty, there is an old woman who asks to see you." ”

Without waiting for Tang Wenyuan to reply, Song Qingba waved his hand impatiently, "Just drive away, is such a trivial matter still used to inform Your Majesty?" ”

When Song Qingba gathered at the gate of the city with his soldiers, martial law had already been imposed around him.

In addition to the princes and ministers, it is not easy for ordinary people to see the emperor.

"But ......," the guard hesitated.

Tang Wenyuan put down the brush in his hand, "What happened?" Speak. ”

"Back to Your Majesty, this old woman looks to be in her seventies, and she was originally going to drive her away. Who, she actually took out a dagger and cut her wrist, wrote a word of injustice in blood on the rag, shouted that she was wronged, and begged His Majesty to make the decision for her. ”

There is a way, people will have compassion.

The guards faced an elderly man in his seventies, and he also cut his wrists, so he naturally couldn't bear it.

Besides, they are all over seventy years old, how can they still have the ability to assassinate the emperor?

Tang Wenyuan frowned slightly, "Bring her over." ”

"Yes."

Tang Wenyuan wondered in his heart, how could this old woman know that the emperor was at the gate of Chang'an City, and it was just dawn this day.

"General Song, how many people in your army know about my exit from the palace?" Tang Wenyuan definitely didn't doubt Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei was personally selected by himself according to the system.

"Back to Your Majesty, the last general will definitely investigate strictly!"

"I didn't mean that, I just wondered why an old woman would come here early in the morning to cry out. are all over seventy, and they still have the courage to cut their wrists, is there really a great grievance? ”

After a short time, the guards brought the old woman to Tang Wenyuan.

Tang Wenyuan looked at the old woman in front of him, and he felt very uncomfortable.

A shabby shirt, messy hair, and a wrinkled face that has all the vicissitudes of life.

The wrist was wrapped in a white cloth and covered in blood. He was on crutches in his left hand and a rag in his right hand, which he thought should be the one with the word "blood".

However, Tang Wenyuan felt weird, first of all, the values displayed next to the old woman's head, all three of them were ???

Loyalty: ???

Opinion: ???

IMPORTANT: ???

This is the first time Tang Wenyuan has encountered this situation, could it be that he is reminding himself that this person is very special?

Secondly, the size of this old woman...... It's a bit of a match for her current age, and if she straightens up, she should be at least about 1.7 meters. Tang Wenyuan felt that she was deliberately bent over, but he couldn't see any flaws.

"Old man, what do you have to complain about?"

The old woman didn't answer, but shook the rags off her hands.

At Tang Wenyuan's signal, the guard handed him the rags.

Tang Wenyuan unfolded the rag, only to see a big injustice written in blood in the middle of the rag, and there was a line of small characters below, the Wen Dynasty was in danger.

"What do you mean, old man?" Tang Wenyuan asked with a frown.

Unexpectedly, the old woman suddenly sat down on the ground and cried bitterly, "Your Majesty, the grass people have been cultivating in the Wen Dynasty for generations, and they pay grain taxes to the court every year, and now the Wen Dynasty is dying, do you say that the grass people are not wronged......"

"Dare to distract the people! How can you talk nonsense in front of the emperor, come on, drag me down! As soon as Song Qingba heard the old woman say such things, her temper immediately came up.

"Slow! Old man, the Wen Dynasty is fine, why do you say that the Wen Dynasty is dying? Tang Wenyuan suddenly felt that this old woman was not an ordinary person.

She came to herself for a purpose!

"Which one is easy to mess with, this Tang Yunbi or Fifth Clarity? The emperor is confused, and he misunderstands the country. The old woman burst into tears, and Song Qingba was moved by her crying.

However, at this time, Song Qingba also felt that this old woman was not simple, who would ordinary people know the names of Tang Yunbi and the fifth clear?

"According to the meaning of the old man, today they asked me for a girl, I gave it, and tomorrow they asked me for the country, do I also want to give the country of the Wen Dynasty to others? If the old man has something to say, just say it, there is no need to act here, you can step down. ”

Although the old woman acted very realistically, Tang Wenyuan could also see that she was acting, not that there was a problem with the performance, but that this scene was too fake...... How can there be grass people who dare to talk to the emperor like this?

In order to make it easier for the old woman to speak, Tang Wenyuan asked the other people around him to retreat, leaving only Night Rose and Song Qingba.

When the old woman saw the others retreating, she immediately stopped crying, and stood up with her body bent.

"Your Majesty is so confused." She spoke in a somewhat commanding tone, sounding didactic.