The biting cold wind blew through the land of Guanzhong, and the goose feathers and heavy snow flew, covering the cold mountains outside the city, covered in silver, and white.

Many of the branches were also covered with thick snow, and as the north wind howled, the trees fell, covering the yellowed grass roots that had long since withered on the ground.

In Chang'an City, the big merchants and hawkers are all in business, and the people's enthusiasm for life has not been reduced because of the cold, but they are all smiling, because Dahua has won the battle again, and the king has ascended the dynasty this morning, which means that Dahua is getting stronger and stronger, and the situation of stability in the world is going to be stabilized.

The gate of the imperial city opened, and some cultural relics officials walked out of the palace gate one after another, passed through the imperial city, got into a carriage and a sedan chair, and went home one after another.

Some officials said goodbye to each other in groups of three or five, and some hooked their shoulders and prepared to go to the mansion to continue to discuss His Majesty's remarks this morning, digest and absorb them, and then carry them out according to the holy will.

The morning dynasty opened for two hours, and finally it ended, and it was almost noon, Luo Zhaoyun retreated back to the harem.

Today's morning court is quite smooth, Luo Zhaoyun has done enough homework, after a year, he sat on the Jinluan Hall again, looking down on the ministers, and when listening to the requests and suggestions from all parties, he also said some opinions in time according to his own thinking, so that all departments could draw up plans and gradually implement them.

Generally speaking, Luo Zhaoyun controlled the heat of the court, and he became more and more mature, not angry and arrogant, but he seemed polite, so that the military generals of the civil and military generals all restrained the pride and pride of the nobles of the gate valve, and obediently bowed their heads to the ministers.

If the monarch is too domineering and murderous, the ministers are often afraid, precarious, and dare not tell the truth, so that the favored ministers are flattered and the loyal ministers are far away. If the monarch is too weak, there will often be the kind of ministers and ministers, who have nothing to do, form parties for personal gain, and empty the imperial power.

Luo Zhaoyun is mastering the heat, and these ministers with deep roots and from the nobility of the gate lords, can manage and control both soft and hard, and give full play to all kinds of talents for their own use.

Of course, in order to weaken the power of the aristocracy, it is necessary to support more courtiers from the grassroots, such as Wei Zheng, Ma Zhou and others, and reduce the reuse of some children of wealthy families to differentiate the influence of the gate valve system.

This kind of resistance may not be a hard confrontation, not a rebellion, but a soft confrontation, and the negative impact on policies and regulations, passive sabotage, and perfunctory work.

The reason why Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty wanted to overhaul Luoyang City and move the eastern capital was not to describe the extreme desire for poverty and luxury in the later history and romance, but to rejoice in his great achievements, one of the big reasons was that Yang Guang wanted to get rid of the constraints of interest groups in the Guanlong area, and he wanted to get rid of the shackles of the gate valve and push the centralization of power to a higher position.

Once moved into the Eastern Capital, many ministers of the Guanlong Group's gate lords and nobles followed them to Luoyang, so that the foundation was weak, and the new environment made the emperor have more power, do whatever he wanted, and could realize his great cause.

It's just that Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty fell into the war in Liaodong in the later period and couldn't extricate himself, otherwise, the world might not be in chaos so quickly.

A failed emperor may have done something meaningful, but it was also discredited by later history, and all became synonymous with mediocrity.

Luo Zhaoyun returned to the palace, and the snow in the courtyard was swept away by the guards, the people of the internal affairs temple, and the palace maid, and he walked into the queen's palace, intending to accompany the empress and the prince for a long time.

Outside the Fengluan Palace, a small cluster of bamboo trees is lush and green, covered with snow, green and white. In the corner of the palace gate and at the root of the wall, there are several plum trees, purple and red, red and white, in the cold wind, wafting with fragrance.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. Luo Zhaoyun groaned softly, his heart was cheerful, he would be tired in the morning, and he would suddenly eliminate a lot.

At this time, the melodious sound of the piano spread in the palace, and someone was stroking the piano, which was beautiful and pleasant.

"Your Majesty has arrived—"

The guards in front shouted, but Luo Zhaoyun couldn't stop it, interrupting the tranquility in Fengluan Palace.

The piano stopped, and then there was a sound of footsteps.

I saw a few beautiful figures of palace maids and concubines at the door, full of shadows, and beautiful faces kept emerging.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

"Let's all be even-" Luo Zhaoyun walked into the palace leisurely and asked the palace maids to retreat, and there were several concubines in the room.

"Who was stroking the piano just now?"

Xiao Yiyi stood up, smiled lightly, and said, "Back to Your Majesty, it's a concubine." ”

"What's the tune you're playing?"

Xiao Yiyi said: "The concubine recently created it with Emperor Xue Huangfei, she wrote the lyrics, and the music I composed played casually just now in order to coax Ying'er." ”

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, with tenderness in his eyes, looking at Xiao Yiyi, although this was born in a Qinglou, according to the identity of this era, it belongs to the lowly nationality, but Luo Zhaoyun has never had any talented female artists who despise this rhythm, and gives her enough respect, and now she is a concubine, her identity is not the same as in the past, and the temperament of the whole person has also become noble.

Queen Yang, Xue Zhiqing, Gao Yufei, and Ning Muhe are also here, and when they get together, they all have extremely beautiful faces.

They were idle in the palace, and when His Majesty returned to the palace, they all guessed that Luo Zhaoyun would often come over to see the queen and the prince, so they also gathered over, so that they could meet and get along with His Majesty for a long time.

"Your Majesty, we haven't heard your poems for a long time, and these days, I wonder if there is a good work?" Xue Zhiqing asked with a chuckle, she was a talented woman, and half of the reason why she was able to fall in love with Luo Zhaoyun was because of his thinking, talent and poetry.

"Yes, Your Majesty, we all want to hear about it, and we want a new one." Xiao Yiyi and Ning Muhe also clapped their hands and shouted excitedly.

Luo Zhaoyun received the burning gaze of a group of concubines, and there was a sense of vanity in his heart, but it was impossible for him to write famous sentences, and he searched for some poems in his mind, and I don't know which ones I had read and which ones I hadn't said.

"Whether it's a poem, or a long or short word, the concubine can improvise and play it in response to the song." Xiao Yiyi said with a smile.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded lightly, and suddenly thought of an Internet celebrity song of his time, which had some artistic conception, and he liked to listen to it very much at the time, with some ancient style, and couldn't help laughing: "There is a special word, then I will sing it out, you come to stroke the qin!" ”

Xiao Yiyi nodded, and suddenly came to her senses, the other women also sat down, and the eldest grandson queen also came over with the child in her arms, waiting and waiting.

Luo Zhaoyun began to sing: "After the robbery of the Ninefold City Pass, I am sitting down;

Look at the light hem of the clothes, and lift the skirt while rubbing the shoulders;

Walk all over the three rivers and six banks, borrow the sword light to make sails;

Let the dew soak through the long shirt, and the battlefield is full of eyes;

For many years, I had breakfast with the tiger;

Carrying the fishing strings of the fisherman, he asked Wolong how many taels of money?

The snow outside the city is continuous, and the palace is warm like spring;

Your smile is like a flower fairy, and it tugs at my heartstrings.......

Luo Zhaoyun's voice is not high, but his voice is very good, the lyrics are ancient, but they are eccentric, the rhythm is also very special, and after the chord sound, it is very good, and the ladies and palace maids can listen to it attentively.

"Talking about flowers, drinking and leisure, this spring night is a sunny day;

When I woke up from my dream, I opened my eyes, and the iron armor was cold;

The long-cherished wish is only one arrow away, and the hometown is close to the horizon;

I don't know who sings and plays the strings, I can't move forward;

For many years, I had breakfast with the tiger;

Carrying the fishing strings of the fisherman, he asked Wolong how many taels of money?

The snow outside the city is continuous, and the palace is warm like spring;

Your smile is like a flower fairy, and it tugs at my heartstrings......."