Two months later.

Changan.

Yang Qing stood in the continuous spring rain, looking ahead with some sadness.

On the Shinto road that was wet by the rain, more than 100 people carried a huge golden silk nanmu coffin, walked slowly forward with neat steps, and walked towards the enjoyment hall of Li Zicheng, the king of Qin in the Ming Dynasty......

This was fixed a long time ago.

Li Zicheng is not unaware of his physical condition, he has already started to build a tomb for himself the year before last, and it is also built according to the specifications of a vassal king. It cost millions of dollars to buy a lot of materials from the south, although he didn't pursue a luxurious life much when he was alive, Lao Li still paid great attention to his death. This tomb of the King of Qin built at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain covers an area of nearly 100,000 square meters, and the palace is more upscale than his Qin Palace.

"Hasn't your stepfather prepared such a set for himself?"

Yang Qing said sadly.

"Don't worry about protecting the country!"

Li Dingguo said expressionlessly.

"Alas, they're all old friends, seeing that the old friends are all gone one by one, there are only a few left, I'm still young, who cares if I don't worry about them?"

Yang Qing said.

"The father-in-law still has his own son, and there is no need to bother to protect the country!"

Li Dingguo said.

"They are all already old, and Sun Kewang can live for twenty years? I think it's hard! Whether it's Liu Wenxiu, Ai Nengqi, or Feng Shuangli, they're all much older than you, right? I remember that Ainengchi already has grandchildren, and you are the youngest of you, but you are also a few years older than me, right? Not to mention that your body can't be compared with me, you have a long life, and you still have to walk in front of me, you see, in the end, I still have to worry about it! ”

Yang Qingchi showed off.

But that's just the way it is.

Needless to say, Zhang Xianzhong himself.

Although Sun Kewang and others are Zhang Xianzhong's sons like Li Dingguo, their age is actually not much worse than Zhang Xianzhong's, this father-in-law is more about strengthening the relationship, and Li Dingguo, who was raised by Zhang Xianzhong since he was ten years old, is different. Take Ai Nengqi as an example, his son was already in his twenties at this time to marry a wife and have children, originally after Sun Kewang and others retreated to Yunnan, his son Ai Chengye married Mu Tianbo's daughter. And Li Dingguo is actually a little older than Yang Qing, he is already in his early thirties at this time, Yang Qing is actually not in his thirties, if you look at your face and say that you are still a little fresh meat, it is not too much.

"Then thank you first!"

Li Dingguo said with a complicated expression.

He also understands this, Yang Qing actually used his age advantage in a sense to directly kill Li Zicheng, and no one can compare to this guy at this point. In the end, whoever survives to the end is the winner, and the heroes are indeed difficult to deal with, but with the advantage of age and physical strength, survive until the opponent dies of old age and illness, it is also a victory!

From this point of view, Yang Qing is lying to win.

But Li Dingguo didn't know what choice Zhang Xianzhong would make, after all, Zhang Xianzhong had a son, although Zhang Xianzhong's son had no ability.

But......

Who knows!

No one dares to ask this kind of question!

"You're welcome, they're all old friends, just leave your affairs to me!"

Yang Qing said shamelessly.

Li Dingguo didn't pay attention to this guy who had my young and arrogant face on his face, and silently looked at Li Zicheng's golden silk nanmu coffin.

"Lao Li is very good at choosing places!"

Yang Qing turned his head to look at the scenery behind him.

Standing on this sunny hillside, it is just facing the vast Guanzhong Plain in front of him, and facing this land that Li Zicheng has worked hard for seven years. From here, with his vision that did not require a telescope, he could see that the river flowed horizontally in a patch of green and then joined the Feng River to the north. But a barrage of more than 100 meters to the north of the confluence blocked the river and formed a small lake, which flowed up to the northeast along an artificially dug channel. Smaller canals diverge from this seemingly thin channel, and the clear river water from Jungnam Mountain flows into the fields to irrigate the winter wheat that is being tasseled.

This channel, which Li Zicheng personally participated in excavating, stretched all the way to Chang'an City, stretching for nearly 40 miles to irrigate 30,000 acres of fertile land.

This is one of his seven years of achievement.

In addition to the Luohui Canal, which is not yet possible to be built due to technical constraints, the remaining seven Huihui of the eight Huihui in Guanzhong, which was originally built by Li Yizhi, a water conservancy expert who studied in Germany, was built by Li Zicheng, an old bandit with millions of people, with six years of sweat and even blood.

Luo Huiqu actually has it too.

Li Zicheng rebuilt the Longshou Canal, and although it was impossible to reach the irrigation area of the Luohui Canal, it could still irrigate more than 300,000 mu.

Eight channels.

More than 1.5 million acres of irrigated fields.

Of course, Yang Qing also provided Li Zicheng with some necessary help, such as cement, such as a few talents in water conservancy, these barrages are not high-tech in nature. And many of them have been in ancient times, for example, Jinghui Canal is based on Zhengguo Canal, and Weihui Canal is equivalent to Chengguo Canal. During the Republic of China, the fastest construction was more than a year, and the reason why Li Yizhi was only half completed until his death was mainly because it happened to be during the Anti-Japanese War.

But none of them are really beyond the technological level of this era.

Poor Li Zicheng, under the lure of Yang Qing, used everything he could use, and even overdrew his life, leaving this land that can be said to be a huge wealth for this land with the most serious famine in the Ming Dynasty, leaving 1.5 million mu of fertile land with an average yield of no less than five stones.

Then he was like being squeezed dry, and the spring silkworm was dead to the end.

Cheaper these Yang Qing.

"Lao Li can have such a home, and he can also smile at Jiuquan, do you know? He actually died laughing, how many people can die laughing? Although he has suffered a lot in his life, it is really perfect to be able to die with a smile, and to be buried on this immortal Zhongnan Mountain, facing the blessed land he left for future generations, and enjoying the reverent gaze of the people who cultivate every day when they raise their heads! In fact, sometimes I think about it, what people are pursuing in this life is such a destination, and I think he made the most perfect choice at the most important moment in his life! ”

Yang Qing continued to tease Li Dingguo.

"Does the Lord Protector mean surrendering to you?"

Li Dingguo said speechlessly.

"It's too much to say surrender, it's all your own people, what kind of surrender is there? No matter what he has done before, he is the king of the Ming Dynasty after all! And now the Li family, as the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, feels that they are not capable of continuing to manage this land for the Ming Dynasty, so they handed her over to the imperial court to manage and unload this burden! If one day Zhang Xianzhong feels that he can no longer manage his jurisdiction, he can also submit his resignation to the imperial court, in fact, I think that with his body, it is also irresponsible for the imperial court to continue to let him manage Sichuan. ”

Yang Qing said.

"What does the Lord Protector want?"

Li Dingguo said vigilantly.

"I don't want to do anything, I just said it casually, I didn't mean to force you, Shu Gong has often been sick recently, right? Does he still pass out from time to time? I care about his body, nothing else. ”

Yang Qing said.

"Besides, I just mean something else, what can you do? You can't beat me! ”

He then patted Li Dingguo on the shoulder and said with a smile.

At this time, the coffin entered the hall of enjoyment.

"Let's go, go and put incense on Lao Li, and wish him an early ascent to the fairy world!"

Yang Qing said.

Li Dingguo was not speaking.

The two of them walked to the hall of enjoyment with the other people who worshiped Li Zicheng to see off the King of Qin of the Ming Dynasty, and then his coffin will enter the underground palace through the Shengxian Bridge behind, and bid farewell to this world. At the same time, hundreds of shackled men dressed in Jiannu costumes were escorted over and knelt in front of the hall under the beating of the soldiers......

"What is this?"

Li Dingguo said suspiciously.

"The Jiannu who sacrificed to Lao Li, although I don't advocate the wind of blood sacrifice, if they like it, let them be!"

Yang Qing said.

It's as if he wasn't the first to start using the Xiangdian of Xiaoling as a place of execution, and from time to time Ling Chi a few Jiannu and traitors, and sacrificed the Ming Taizu with blood.

The battle of Lu'an has ended, in addition to less than 20,000 Qing troops fled into the mountains and forests, and are still in the encirclement and suppression, the remaining 50,000 Qing troops were annihilated in Lu'an, Kong Youde committed suicide, Geng Zhongming's whereabouts are unknown, it is said that the bones were blown up by siege rockets. Da Yu'er's elder brother Manzhu was shot dead indiscriminately during the breakout before the ceremony, and the total of 110,000 Qing troops who fled into the Shangdang Basin were wiped out. The rest of the purge is only a matter of time, those Qing troops who fled into the mountains and forests can't find food at all, and this is not the time of the Anti-Japanese War when corn and sweet potatoes can be planted in the Taihang Mountains, and there are not many crops to grow in the Taihang Mountains in this era.

They couldn't find much food in the mountains.

As long as the Ming army always maintained a blockade of clearing and suppression on the periphery, even if they didn't fight, it wouldn't take long for them to starve to death.

There may be a very small number of fish that slip through the net.

But that's nothing, in short, the Qing army in Kannai has become history, either becoming the fertilizer of this land, or becoming the last value of slaves being squeezed dry.

As for this blood sacrifice......

This was really not instructed by him, but Li Guo and these people, who felt that giving Li Zicheng a blood sacrifice of 200 Jiannu would be more comforting to Lao Li's spirit in the sky.

After all, he hadn't watched Dolgon's death.

Since this is the case, they are free, anyway, at this time, the Shun army has prisoners in their hands, which is nothing more than selling a few, so in this way, two hundred captives with shackles became sacrifices, and went to the Xiangdian to bleed so that Lao Li could walk with peace of mind. Moreover, there are several descendants or clansmen of wild boar skins, including Chu Ying's grandson Du Erhu, whose two younger brothers have died in the Battle of Lu'an.

Li Dingguo just glanced at these sacrifices casually, sighed slightly, and then followed Yang Qing into the hall of enjoyment and began to say a final farewell to Li Zicheng......