When the tributary procession gradually approached Daxing City, the reports from Jincheng, Longxi, Tianshui and other counties continued one after another like the scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens.

The weight is up to thousands of times!

Cattle and sheep stretch for more than ten miles!

Turkic slaves are countless!

The people watching along the way all shouted Long live our emperor!

And the civil and military officials who were waiting in the court, as well as the emperor Yang Jian, were also secretly relieved.

After all, the urgent report is just a letter, and it does not represent the facts.

And now, as more and more reports are reported into Daxing Palace, the matter of Yang Shuang, the king of horse thieves, offering the Western Regions, has been completely certain.

This is not a dream!

As the saying goes, the city of Qin bricks and Han tiles is the city of the Great Sui.

After getting rid of the adobe houses, Daxing, which was built of blue bricks, was far more magnificent than the ancient city of the Han Dynasty.

Although Emperor Yang Jian, in order to sympathize with the people's strength, did not excessively mobilize the people to rush to build the city wall, a total of six city gates in the south, east, and west that had begun to take shape had already revealed their hideous faces.

In recent days, the people of Daxing City have become more busy, either putting on lights or carrying brooms to clean up the streets.

In order to show the prestige of the country, or to reflect the solemnity, the Xun Guard, the Xiao Guard, and the Imperial City Guards were all dispatched.

Inside and outside the city, five steps and one post, ten steps and one sentry, with war drums, wearing red silk, it is mighty.

Such a scene has far exceeded the big year!

Even in the first year of the emperor's reign, when the dynasty changed, it was less than one percent of what it is now.

What is universal celebration?

In this simple era, it's nothing more than everyone getting together and having fun.

The granaries were wide open, turning into countless pastries on both sides of Suzaku Street, which is about 200 meters wide, and the people were allowed to take it for themselves without anyone asking.

And the sad-faced Dasi Nong was crying bitterly to the emperor in the Daxing Palace.

"Holy Lord, in just two days, the two warehouses of benevolence and longevity have bottomed out, and they can't be overly extravagant and wasteful!"

I don't know if Yang Guang, who is so happy, is influenced by his father, but I saw Yang Jian waving his hand casually with a smile on his face, "Aren't there six granaries such as Guangyi and Qiming!" ”

"Holy Lord, that's disaster relief and ······" Dasi Nong also wanted to say that these granaries were prepared for the siege of Daxing City, but thinking about this happy day, it seemed a bit unfortunate to say this, so he was silent.

"You! Don't look at what Yang Shuang has brought to me! Yang Jian selected a good newspaper from the desk and asked the guards around him to pass it on to Dasi Nong.

The latter looked at it and said in astonishment: "Huge thousands of cows, sheep, mules and horses?!" ”

"Reward these to the people, and it will be another great harvest at the end of this autumn!" Yang Jian sat firmly on the throne and looked at the civil and military officials who had been discussing for three days and three nights.

"Now that the reward of soldiers and horses in the Western Regions has been decided, let's talk about who will receive Yang Shuang and his party on behalf of me on the day of the tribute!"

Shangshu's right servant shot, and Yu Qing, the general of the right Wuhou, wanted to come out of the ranks, but was pulled by Yang Su, the imperial envoy behind him, and looked back, but saw his old friend shaking his head slightly.

On the other side, Yang Xiong, the general of the Left Guard, had not yet taken a step, and was also blocked by several generals of the General's Mansion behind him.

"The son is willing to relieve his father's worries!"

"The sons are also willing to relieve their father's worries!"

Without waiting for the two senior officials to think about why, Wenchen was at the forefront and walked out of two young people, one fat and one thin.

The fat man has a weak crown, and the thin man dances like an elephant. (Weak crown: 20 years old, dancing elephant: 15 years old.) ）

Don't guess, the fat prince Yang Yong, the thin king Yang Guang!

Immediately afterwards, three little children came out of the two of them, and they exhaled the same words with a milky voice.

They are Yang Jun, King of Qin, Yang Liang, King of Han, and Yang Xiu, King of Shu!

"Haha!" Yang Jian got up and raised his hand to caress him, "They are all my good sons, come on, you Aiqing, who do you think is the most suitable?" ”

"Qiqi Sheng, Weichen thinks that the prince is the foundation of the country, and it is not appropriate to move lightly! It's better to receive the king of Jin Guangdai Sheng! Yu Wenshu, the general of the right guard, who had never spoken, bowed out of the ranks.

The surrounding officials were slightly stunned, and then their eyes were revealed.

Yu Qing strode out, "No, no, no, if it's a small fanbang, even if Lord Yuwen goes to receive it." But this matter in the Western Regions is very important, if it is not for the prince to come forward in person, how can I show that I pay attention to the Great Sui? ”

"The old minister heard that Yang Shuang was very brave, and Jin Wang Guang was also brave, since ancient times, brave warriors have cherished each other, not as good as ·····"

"The minister does not agree with Shang Shuling's words, and the barbarians are edified, and those who are not benevolent ·······"

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Yang Shuang entered Beijing not to find death, but to stay in the desert enough!

Since the end of the Shule War, he has led the people to start farming.

The farmland placed in the gray space is indeed perverted, and it can be planted as long as the land is leveled.

But there is one thing, it must be a farmer and peasant woman who integrates the soul of the people to take care of it!

Therefore, the Turkic captives who did not know how to farm became idle after digging ditches, so that they began to rebel!

Kill a batch, starve a batch, but it's useless at all.

Yang Shuang, who was going to sneak into the Central Plains, had to add 50,000 prisoners to the tribute list!

Captives need to be escorted, chariots and horses need to be transported, and people on this road need to eat horses and consume a lot of grain and grass.

A vicious circle, increasing and decreasing, finally becomes an astronomical number.

Someone who was impatient had an idea, and immediately wrote a letter to Liu Fang.

The meaning is very simple: come and come to help transport, otherwise the king of heaven and Lao Tzu don't want these things!

Okay, Gao Ying, the head of Xiliang, who was taken aback, looked at the 20,000 fine war horses that Liu Fang had put into storage, sad and happy, and gathered laborers to go to the Western Regions with great difficulty.

Luckily, it's winter, not farming.

But seeing the laborers who hurried over with gray faces, Yang Shuang was a little careless, looking at the countless cattle and sheep seized from the Turks, he waved his hand, you are a sheep, he is a cow leg!

What? Live cattle?

The five of you divide it, and you take turns when you plough the land!

With a lot of baggage and chips, Yang Shuang immediately gave up the idea of sneaking into the Central Plains quietly, but decided to swagger, and still entered the Central Plains in an earth-shattering way!

Therefore, the mighty procession, behind the bald head of the bull rider, stretched to the end of the sky.

After walking like this for more than two months, I finally approached Daxing City.

Fifty miles away, by the Weishui River.

The hussar general Changsun Sheng rode a donkey and waited.

And Yang Shuang, with many brothers who rode horses and camels, came slowly.

"Big brother, it's better to be in the Central Plains!" Shi Da couldn't resist the urge to go home, jumped off his horse, and ran to the willow tree by the river that showed green shoots and broke a few branches.

"Yes, the air is fresh and there is no smog!" Yang Shuang took a deep breath and closed his eyes to enjoy the spring.

Compared with the withered and yellow Western Regions, the beautiful rivers and mountains with willow green flowers and red flowers made him feel his real existence.

No!

It's the meaning of being alive!

Little jasper, I'm coming!

"Oooh oh !!" Niu Er and the third baby cheered heartily.

But Liu Ling burst into tears, and suddenly, he suddenly remembered the remnant poem on the Beidaokou Pass: Chao Sidui wants to return to the Central Plains, and the city is broken and the family is not there.

Yang Shuang lay on the cow's back and patted it on the shoulder, "Cry a wool, wait until you enter the city, Lao Tzu will rob you of a lady's show, and having a big fat boy can also be regarded as starting a family!" ”

"Brother Xie!"

"Yo he!" Because he followed the bearded guest to Loulan to visit the kiln, the lustful Niu Er, who was beaten, suddenly revealed his true nature, "What kind of daughter-in-law to marry, you have to make money to raise, maybe one day there will be an extra green ······ on your head"

"Haha······"

A group of people looked overhead and burst into laughter.

After laughing, seeing the hundreds of people waiting in front of him, Yang Shuang raised his hand to stop the team.

"Sprinkle Yang Shuang, who is coming!"

"The general is the eldest grandson, and he is hereby waiting for the arrival of the governor of the Western Regions."

PS: The last update before the shelves, on the shelves in the early morning, I hope everyone will have a lot of cheers, thank you very much.