Chapter 1: The Spring Festival of the Song Dynasty

Butterflies flickered their wings and changed the trajectory of history and destiny, all of which showed that this was a different era. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

Liu Ping was a little confused, coming to this era after a thousand years, experiencing I don't know how many times the sea of corpses and blood, how many dangerous battles, this guy from later generations, the hard change changed the history that should have existed, the Jingkang year that existed between history, the Han family's world, the building overturned, the hulu everywhere, and the situation of mourning all over the field was changed, at least at this moment, deviating from the original trajectory.

Five days ago, in the palace of Bianliang City, Zhuang Gaobo and Liu Ping, the brothers of the breeding family, killed the general without authorization, and the Ben Dynasty argued in front of Zhao Huan. Fortunately, with Li Gang's help, Liu Ping can be more stable. Everyone knows that no one can help him, after all, which monarch dares to kill a military general with great merit, not to mention, Liu Ping has secretly become a loyal minister of the royalists, with Li Gang here, Zhao Huan's trust in Liu Ping is already extremely trusting. So when I asked the reason, I thought that Jiao Anjie deliberately collided with the sergeant of the Yongding Army, and Zhao Huan said it in one word. just symbolically scolded Liu Ping. As for the rest, he didn't say anything, but he didn't say anything, but he didn't say anything, after all, he was an old seed

has courage, and it is hard to suppress the anger of the people below, otherwise it may make some mess.

Bianliang City has restored its original liveliness and prosperity. The chaos that seemed to be close at hand, in the man who crossed like a comet, completely changed, in the city, every household celebrated this moment of peace, there was no killing of the war, there was no threat of Hulu siege, this existence of the most prosperous city in the world, at this moment, restored her beauty and richness. The streets of the city are lined with vendors, and a large number of residents have stepped out of their homes to greet and talk to each other on the streets. Outside the city, teams of military horses were stationed outside the city, the Yongding Army, and the Qin Feng Army. Jingyuan Army, Huanqing Army, and all roads have been stationed outside the city for nearly half a month, and a cart of grain baggage, fat, pork, cattle, goats, poultry and other meat are continuously distributed to the barracks of various armies, and the economy of this rich national capital has been regarded as the richest in the world at that time, or even one of them. When the western countries were still in a state of ignorance, the princess pea was still eating miscellaneous grains, and the king of the castle needed to bring their own weapons to the people under his rule, this country in the beautiful and rich East could already stipulate its own regular army, and the soldiers' salaries were allocated by the state, and the people received their own rich lives. It was unthinkable only in other countries at that time.

A guy who looks like a civil official, is working hard to distribute the food and salary of the army of Zhulu, countless people with foot force pull a load to the various military camps to send grain, grass and baggage, the people in the city are very fond of the sergeants outside the city, at least it is the team to defend the Great Song Dynasty, however, no one is stupid, so many soldiers outside the city are stationed, in exchange for such a stable life, so the soldiers and civilians of Bianliang seem to be very affectionate, in this era of heavy literature and light military force, adhering to the principle that good iron does not hit nails, and good men are not soldiers, But after experiencing the siege of the Golden People. Many people have already changed the concept of emphasizing literature over military force to a certain extent, but this is also limited to a part of the people, as for those scholars, they have always looked coldly at this group of soldiers guarding the Great Song Dynasty, in their opinion, martial artists are a group of greedy and stealing the country, and literati are the foundation of governing the country, so on the whole, the camp of civil officials is still hostile to military attachés.

Liu Ping was resting in the courtyard arranged by Zhao Huan at the moment. The Jin people had already retreated to the Linhuang Mansion in Shangjing, the original Liao State. On the whole, the Yanyun region can be regarded as nominally returning to the banner of the Great Song Dynasty. Of course, the main body is still the people left by Liu Ping who are guarding the Yanjing area. However, for the emperor of the Zhao family, this is the biggest joy after the southern invasion of the Jin people, since the time of Taizu has wanted to recover the sixteen states of Yanyun, and now Liu Ping has been summoned in the main hall, after Liu Ping's conversation and introduction, he really knows that the area near Yanjing is controlled by the Yongding army, and now he finally gets what he wants, and the happy Zhao family emperor almost didn't sleep much, and he was excited for several days. Of course, this is also a situation that makes Liu Ping a little distressed, since the Jin people retreated, the court has been busy talking with the Jin, and the princes in the court are even more thinking about not letting the Jurchens enter the Kou again, and they also want to be like the former Liao State, sending New Year's coins every year, in order to seek harmony between the two countries. Liu Ping, who was angry, felt that these ministers in the court were pretending to be addicted to their grandsons, and they felt uncomfortable not giving people an offering, and they still had to give money to others if they lost the battle, and they still had to give money to others if they won the war. It's really a bunch of weird people. According to Liu Ping's temperament, I really want to cut these soft guys with every knife. Fortunately, Zhao Huan finally hardened up this time, Qiangang was arbitrary, and when an edict came down, and then mentioned the New Year's coin, he was immediately killed. Finally, this group of old men who only know how to buy peace with money stopped for a while.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Liu Ping was ordered to go to the Bianliang Palace to have a banquet with a hundred officials, which was let by the top boss, even if he didn't want to go, he didn't want to see those fake faces, but he had to go. This is a matter of political consciousness, of course, this time Zhao Huan invited hundreds of officials, one is to reward the generals of King Qin's army, and the other is to show his performance of cultural and martial arts, above the banquet. Zhao Huan, who was happy, drank a few more glasses, but his face was extremely ruddy. In the sound of a mountain shouting long live, Zhao Huan drank completely. Similarly, Zhao Huan was very excited with a red face, but his own son, Emperor Taishang, had a cold face, a look of displeasure, seeing that his son's position as emperor was becoming more and more stable, but he was a little embarrassed. However, the people of the Western Army were still more deferential to the Emperor Taishang. Who made the family turn out to be their own big boss.

According to the psychology of generals from all walks of life, it is natural that whoever pays the salary will be a good boss. As for the original old boss, well, let's drink a few more glasses of wine and go back to rest early. Therefore, at the banquet, the generals of the Western Army frequently toasted, but the one who toasted the most was the emperor of the current dynasty. Therefore, Zhao Ji, who was dragging an injured hand, was very unhappy, so he retired early. Liu Ping looked at the ministers and generals in various wines, and there was just a sneer in his heart, such a court! Such a team, without its own time and space, can repel the invasion of the Jurchens, which is simply wishful thinking. Liu Ping looked at the delicacies in front of him, thinking about the people he had met who had suffered from the disasters of the Jin soldiers and soldiers, but he thought of the famous saying: "Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road", and his heart was a little blocked for no reason. There are too many words in my heart, at this banquet, it is not very important that I am a soy sauce player, it is not as good as drinking with a group of fighting men in the army, here, it is really not my favorite place, Liu Ping thought to himself. So he hastily ate some wine, and then confessed, saying that his body was not good, and he was really uncomfortable, and he left. I returned to my temporary accommodation. Thinking back to Zhao Huan's arrangements in the hall that day, I want to let myself serve in Bianliang, is this to reuse me~~ But Lao Tzu really doesn't want to stay in Bianliang.