In Tianzhu in April, the hot season is gradually coming. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

It is equivalent to the midsummer of the Central Plains, the weather has become hot from the cold season in March, the leaves that have already grown have become wilted in the hot sun, and they droop down listlessly.

"Brothers, work hard, when you arrive in Jingshi, Lao Tzu will take you to see the lotus flowers in Shili and eat Jingshi cold ice!"

Dozens of horses walked on the fiery avenue, a short but endurance strong Yunnan horse dragged a wagon swaying and trekking hard, such a hot weather, even the unique asphalt road of Fujian has become melted, sticky feet, walking is particularly difficult, seeing this scene, the chubby merchant old man poked his head out of the comfortable four-wheeled carriage, wiped the greasy sweat on his head with a green silk handkerchief, and shouted encouragement to his buddy.

This sentence is also good, listen to dozens of guys are in good spirits, the capital cold ice can be worth a lot of money, Tianzhu winter climate is mild, only some alpine areas will freeze, there are businessmen in these places in winter with spring water to make ice, build ice cellars for storage, and then use a carriage to pull to Beijing in summer, stir into a smoothie, plus honey syrup fruit for sale, for the rich, the price is just a meal, for the poor, it is half a month's salary.

And the ten-mile lotus is a new scene in Beijing, repair the canal, Fujian only received one day of donations from the people of Beijing, the grain received was used to give relief to the victims, and the money was hired to renovate several Ganges tributaries that flow through Beijing.

Replaced with a clean marble fence, marble floor, along the way many houses were moved, demolished, located in the south of the city, imitating the Tang Dynasty's Furong Garden and Qujiang River, Fujian also built a large park, in the Ganges River piled up into a gourd like planting ten miles of lotus.

Although it deviated from the original intention of donating money to build the canal, it was also a side of water conservancy, because Li Jie knew that with the bookkeeping and information dissemination in this era, it was impossible to clearly record the bills of thousands of miles of embankments, and donors were always concerned about where their donations and materials went.

Rather than this, it is better to supervise the construction of a large public facility nearby, and record the accounts publicly on the inscription, which not only satisfies the vanity of the donor, but also allows the public to benefit.

The huge ten-mile lotus square has now become a new scene in Beijing, and it becomes hot at night, blowing the evening breeze on the side of the ten-mile lotus, eating a bowl of ice food in the pavilion, bragging with three or five confidants and friends, and writing a poem, which is more comfortable.

The three religions and nine streams will gather in the lotus square in the evening to enjoy the cool and leisure, dance the ancient square dance and five bird plays, has become a popular element of Beijing, especially to these guys is excited, there are countless upper-class ladies lingering on the lotus pond in the evening, a beautiful and elegant lady, wearing a cool open-chested dress, frolicking in groups of three or five by the lotus pond, think about it makes these little guys who have not been exposed to meat for more than a month have a hot nose.

There is food, there are beautiful women to see, one by one the guys burst out of 120,000 enthusiasm, regardless of the heat is to add water to the horse to feed soybean meal, and to wash the horse fan sweat, with the care of the master, the horse also walked much faster, seeing this scene, the red-faced fat businessman finally retracted into the car with satisfaction.

However, the convoy went fast, and finally arrived at the gate of Tonghua, the north gate of Beijing, but it was blocked, seeing the black Xuanlong flag lined up, the guys who went up to the fat businessman and down to the sperm had to hide in the willow forest on the side of the road out of Beijing and wait patiently.

Up and down the country of Fujian, who can compare to the king of Fujian?

But this will, the supreme King of Fujian, Li Jie, is also sad.

Three months since the start of the coup, Li Rang, the king of Fujun, has been imprisoned in the palace, in order not to irritate the ministers, Li Jie has not been to see him, and finally the father and son meet again, but he sent him out of Beijing for exile.

People's hearts are made of flesh, after all, they are their own children! Seeing that Li Rang, who had lost a lot of weight, was wearing shabby clothes, Li Jie also felt pain in his heart.

"The child deserves to die for his sins, and he has no face to see his father." Trembling and kneeling on the ground, Li Rang cried silently, but his cowardly appearance made Li Jie feel irritable again, and under the distress and irritability, Li Jie couldn't help but raise his face again, and shouted sullenly: "Stand up, a man stands up to the sky, crying and crying like what?"

"Yes, Father!"

Yiyan stood up, but Li Rang still couldn't stop his tears, looking at him forcibly covering his eyes, Li Jie relented again, shook his head with emotion, and patted Li Rang's head.

"Maybe it's a mistake to let you follow Yang Gong to study, this outflow is not a good thing, it's better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles, when you get to Mulu City, learn more with General Xi, see more how ordinary people live, and then think about the great principles of the sages you have learned, those are right, those are wrong."

"Yes, Father." Hanging his head, Li Rang wept while agreeing, looking at the corners of his wet clothes, Li Jie frowned and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Okay, the one you look down on the most is your tenth uncle Li Zhi, when he attacked Goguryeo and stayed in Dingzhou, he cried every day, and he was coquettish to your grandfather quickly, but secretly he was a male thief and a prostitute, a villain face that was different from the outside, and went to the masculine point, don't learn from your uncle, don't lose my Li Jie's face!"

"Yes, Father." Hanging his head, Li Rang agreed again.

"Okay, hurry up, don't embarrass Lao Tzu here." With a wave of his sleeves, Li Jie turned his head unexpectedly, but this time, Li Rang knelt on the ground again, kowtowed three times respectfully, and then got up, turned his head and climbed into the carriage.

In Li Jie's attention, Dugu Xian, the tiger lieutenant who was guarding in front of the carriage, respectfully stroked his chest and gave a military salute, then kicked the horse's body, and shouted in a high voice: "Pull out!"

Amid the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, five hundred cavalry with five wagons between them, and the procession made a long trek on the dark asphalt road.

"Hehe, it turns out that the dignified King Min will also cry."

The crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he didn't look back, Li Jie wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve angrily, and hummed: "Lonely is not a god."

"But I always thought you were God." Suddenly grabbed Li Jie's arm from behind, and Anna meekly persuaded: "Originally, I thought you would kill this son, this kind of result is already very good for you and him, you know, in our Byzantium, for the sake of power, there are many examples of fathers killing sons, and sons killing fathers, isn't the concubine a good example?"

Speaking of this, Anna couldn't help but sigh and lowered her head, but Li Jie was suddenly happy, turned his head in surprise and asked, "When did you learn to call yourself a concubine?" Could it be that you want to marry Lone so much? ”

"Nonsense!" Suddenly, Anna's fair-skinned cherry face really swelled into a cherry color, and she muttered loudly angrily: "Sister Mei Niang, Mrs. Anguo, Mrs. Rongguo, don't they all call themselves that?"

"They're all married!"

Listening to Li Jie's ridicule, Leng Buding figured it out, Anna's face became more and more red, and she couldn't help but be angry and hugged Li Jie's arm again, and shouted: "Hurry up, Sister Mei Niang asked me to follow, just let you not delay for too long, the afternoon is the enthronement ceremony of the prince, you can't be absent as a father!"

Under the left and right blows of the two soft big whites that were much larger than the Tang women, Li Jie finally temporarily let go of his parting sorrows, and was dragged into the royal carriage in a daze, followed by the rumbling carriage, hundreds of Praetorian Cavalry once again flew up their horses' hooves, and the neat King of Min sailfish penetrated into the city, and finally let the city gate out.

It was another time for tea, and traffic resumed in Tonghuamen, but at this time, the caravan following behind the buttocks, from the red-faced fat merchant to the young man, to the hard-working Dian horse, was only foaming at the sun.

Dragged the tired body to the city gate tax department to pay the tax, the caravan finally arrived at the merchant inn to unload the goods, more than ten carts of goods, are the specialties of Tibet, jerky, cheese, butter tea, high-altitude wine brewed by barley, the trade between Tibet and Fujian is very developed, these are the sought-after goods of Beijing, tomorrow morning, it is estimated that it will appear in the major markets of Beijing, and even more distant merchants sell to Persia.

There are many more Tibetan merchants like the red-faced fat merchants, who have left the nomadic life of the tribal aristocracy and turned to the endless business journey between the metropolis and the steppe.

This kind of Tibetan merchants are also the most bold, every time they go back to the grassland, they also have to purchase a large number of Han wine, silk, tea, clothing, etc., etc., almost all of the Beijing teachers have to purchase, this end did not wait for the unloading of goods, the other end is already a group of local Han merchants, Tianzhu Persian merchants surrounded and invited to the third street to talk about business.

However, unlike other Tibetan merchants, the red-faced businessman waved his hand weakly and politely declined, looking like he was suffering from heat stroke.

took out a few strings of money to send the caravan leader, the swordsmen of Guanzhong or Tubo went to Shili Lotus Square to eat ice cream and see the beauties, and the red-faced merchant really looked weak and closed the door to rest, but after a while, in the courtyard wall behind the post house, there was a fat chef in old clothes and sneaky.

The skillful crutches entered the alley, and through the back door of a courtyard, a quarter of an hour later, the red-faced merchant laid a black-covered notebook with a sigh of relief, and placed it on the large shiny desk.

It was another cup of tea, and the Duke of Min in light leather armor hurried out of the big courtyard, and there was no one at the gate of the courtyard standing on the main street, and there was a black square eye-catching plaque hanging on the door plate.

Police Division!