[I had something to do during the day yesterday, and I owe a watch, so I will make up for it today. 】

The Empress Dowager Cao of the Great Song Dynasty can be said to be the most noble existence in the world today.

Even if you are the Son of Heaven, when you arrive in her Cishou Palace, you have to kneel down and salute. As for the other emperor far north, according to the covenant of the old year, she was also an elder who had to be honored as an uncle.

The Cao family is not just relying on seniority, she also once ruled this empire with a population of hundreds of millions as the agent of the Son of Heaven when Emperor Yingzong was seriously ill. Only a few women have ever had the power to listen to politics throughout the ages, and these women are often intoxicated with this authority, like ants who have tasted honey, and are reluctant to give it up after getting it.

Only the Cao family, when Emperor Yingzong returned from illness, gave up the power in his hands without any love, although there were some small twists and turns in the middle, but this virtue is still admired by the world.

But no matter how noble her status was, how great her abilities were, and how much praise her reputation received, she had no advantage over the attendants who stood at the door of her chamberlain in the face of the passage of time.

Only old age and death brought about by time are equal.

Although the Cao family is only in the age of the sixtieth year - above the officialdom, there are not many courtiers who still insist on dedicating their loyalty to the Emperor Song at the age of seventy or eighty, and in the court, Emperor Zhenzong's concubine Shen has also recently passed away in her old age - but her health is getting weaker and weaker year by year, and her life is moving towards the final end little by little, maybe five or six years, or even eight or nine years, but it may be in the next moment.

The early spring in the palace was still very cold, and when the warm breeze of spring outside the palace was blowing into the wide and deep palace, it became inexplicably cold.

In the warm pavilion where the charcoal fire burns from time to time, it is full of warmth, and there is no smell of smoke and fire, if there is no light-colored smoke that slowly diffuses, it is agarwood burning in the incense burner.

Waking up from a light nap in the afternoon, Cao Shi heard the movement outside the warm pavilion, and opened his eyes a little sleepily: "Who is coming?" ”

"The Emperor, it's the official family who is here." The personal female officer who beat the legs of the Empress Dowager replied, and the movements of her hands did not stop.

"When the official family comes, why don't you call the old man to get up." Cao blamed.

"It's rare for the mother to sleep peacefully, and the grandchildren don't dare to disturb." Zhao Ji walked into the inner room and said with a smile.

When today's high-spirited appearance is rare in the past two years. The smile on the corner of his mouth is like that of when he first ascended the throne ten years ago.

"The official family was congratulated in His Hall today. The great victory of destroying a country has not been since Emperor Taizong. ”

"It's just for Jiaozhi, if it's for Western Xia, it would be fine." Zhao Ji's regretful tone seemed to be dissatisfied, but how could the Cao family not know the thoughts of his grandson, and his heart was already happy.

Cao still remembers that when Zhao Ji first ascended the throne, he wore gold armor to meet him, and asked how he was dressed. At that time, the emperor was just a yellow-mouthed son who didn't understand anything. Now ten years have passed, and the Son of Heaven, who was still very immature at that time, has also become deeper in the alternation of more than 3,000 days and moons, and is approaching a qualified emperor.

Cao got up from the couch, and Zhao Ji hurriedly came up to help. The grandfather and grandson walked out of the warm pavilion, and Cao asked, "When will the official army triumph?" ”

"It's about two months." Zhao Ji helped his grandmother and walked slowly as if he were walking, "The roads in Jiaozhi have broken a lot because of the rain, so I can only return to Yongzhou by sea." Just to open a port in Haimen Town, it is also a trip by the way. ”

"Cochin is going to be a state?" Cao asked.

"Exactly. It's just almost impossible to see. Zhao Ji sighed, "This year's rain in Jiaozhi came earlier than in previous years, and the rain was even heavier. At this time, I can only look at the rain and sigh. In that case, it will cost another year of money and food. ”

Cao looked at the grass and trees outside the hall, there was already a melting and tender green, and it was about to be the season of stepping into the green. The year passed really quickly, and the affairs of the Renzong Dynasty were still in front of him, but after opening his eyes, the new emperor had been on the throne for ten years: "Nong Zhigao, who was in turmoil in the south of the country, was just a rebel who was oppressed by Jiaozhi, but it caused an uproar in the world in one fell swoop." But this time, it was the cochin that was flattened. When it comes to military exploits, Di Qing can't be compared with Zhang Dian and others. ”

"Zhang Dian, Han Gang, Yan Da and others have indeed made great contributions to the country." Zhao Ji nodded and said, "When they come back, Sun Er will not be stingy with rewards." ”

Today's Son of Heaven is at its most proud, and because of the success of the new law, no matter how many complaints there are among the people, at least the original intention of enriching the country and strengthening the army has been achieved. This proves the correctness of the emperor's insistence on going his own way, when a person is accustomed to his own rightness, then it is difficult for him to listen to the opinions of others.

"When Zhang Dian comes back, when will he be able to enter the West Mansion?"

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "It's just a privy deputy envoy, and it must be given to him." ”

"What about Han Gang?" Cao asked, "Are you going to enter the academy?" ”

Zhao Ji was silent, if Han Gang returned to the DPRK, it would be very difficult to pick a suitable position to arrange him. The status of the Hanlin Bachelor is too high, but with Han Gang's merits, it is more than enough.

Cao Shi sighed, "Han Gang is only twenty-five or six this year, right?" At his age, it is very rare to be admitted to a Jinshi. can look at his achievements over the years, even Han Qi is much worse than him. ”

"Han Gang is the material for governing the world."

"Han Gang is talented, and his virtue is not bad, the most rare thing is to dare to do anything, even in remote places. In the future, he should be able to enter the two mansions and become the prime minister," Cao glanced at his grandson, "Don't let him lose a good result!" ”

Zhao Ji pursed his lips and nodded, "Sun Er understands." ”

To control the courtiers, there must be moderation and moderation, and not exceed the due limit. Since ancient times, there have not been many good results. Capable ministers who are too reused are often difficult to achieve wealth and old age. And there are many young dignitaries in the world, who are easy to die early, Gan Luo was twelve years old to worship the prime minister, but he did not even live to the age of the weak crown.

To govern the world, you must have a lot of experience, and what Han Gang needs is local experience, not to stand sideways in the capital before he can stand.

"The grandson will arrange for Han Gang."

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Haimen Town is located at the mouth of the Fuliang River, the production is not rich, and more than 200 years ago, when it was still the state office, the seawall was built, these years have been seriously damaged, so that from the coast, to the inland for more than ten miles, is a saline-alkali land that cannot grow food crops.

However, this port town, at least you can still see the scale of the old years. The circumference of the city wall is five miles, although it cannot be built with the Shenglong Mansion built by Li Gongyun, who is very happy, but it is larger than Menzhou. With a little reinforcement and repair, it can be turned into a fortress that guards Tiannan.

The new port was built right next to the town of Haimen, and the old port was not sufficient, and even the expansion was a bit troublesome because of its poor location.

With the craftsmen, Zhang Dian and Han Gang sent cronies to circle around the territory of Haimen Town, looking for a more suitable location for arranging the port. From the mouth of the river to the sea, it took two or three days for the craftsmen to finally find a more suitable location, right on the coastline.

Zhang Dian and Han Gang took time out of their busy schedules and followed to see the most suitable place.

The air by the sea is a little salty, but the vastness of the sea and sky makes people who see the sea for the first time breathtaking.

It's that Han Gang has some exceptions. Since coming to this era, he has seen the sea for the first time, but he has no feelings, and he is not distracted to see the scenery, and his mind is focused on building Haimen Port.

Zhang Dian felt very strange about Han Gang's attitude of turning a blind eye to the beautiful scenery of the sea, "Yukun, you are from Kansai, how can you see the sea and not react at all. ”

Anyway, when seeing a bright moon rising from the sea, the mortals should at least sigh a thing or two. But Han Gang didn't say anything, which made Zhang Dian feel incredible. Even Li Xian was stunned for a long time looking at the sea by the beach before he came back to his senses.

"Why?" Han Gang was looking intently at the drawings drawn by the craftsmen, and raised his head in surprise when he heard this, "It's important, right?" ”

"No wonder Yukun, you can't do poetry, it's just a layer worse in your mood." Zhang Dian shook his head and sighed with emotion. He estimated that this was the reason why Han Gang was not good at poetry, "Poetry and songs, romance and aspirations are all from the bottom of our hearts." Yukun, you turn a blind eye to the scenery created by heaven and earth, where can you do poetry. ”

Han Gang smacked his lips, triumph was imminent, and Zhang Dian was in the mood to make fun of himself. I don't want to think about it, the planning of Haimen Port has just begun, and I don't finalize the myriad affairs before going to Beijing, and after leaving, I just want to make a mess, and I don't know what year it will drag on.

Han Gang did not know that the DPRK and China had basically reached a rare tacit understanding on his own arrangements, but he knew that Zhang Dan, as the commander, would definitely lead the army back to Beijing in triumph after a while, and publicize the brilliant results of this battle in the capital.

After Zhang Dian left, in order to ensure the stability of the situation in Guangxi, it was impossible for Han Gang, the transfer envoy, to leave his post at the same time, at least at least at an interval of more than half a year.

I remember that after the victory of Hehuang Kaibian that year, Wang Shao returned to Beijing in triumph, and he stayed to deal with the follow-up. Five or six years later, my family still can't do without such an errand.

It's best to finish the last bit of work as soon as possible, and then try to transfer back to the mainland, with your own merits and skills, you can easily do it all the way.

However, before that, it is still necessary to build Haimen Port, and to control the South Sea, a qualified port is indispensable.