It is true that today's Jingshi still looks bare and a little shabby, but Anna's words are obviously sour. {This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

This era, and even the postponement of a thousand years, did not exceed the giant city of Tang Chang'an City, 83 kilometers, which was 1.4 times that of Beijing in the Ming and Qing dynasties, 6.2 times that of Islamic Baghdad 800 years later, and the ancient Roman city was only one-fifth of it, especially, seven times larger than the contemporaneous Constantinople!

Yu Wenkai's grandson Yu Wenxing can really be completely naturalized in accordance with Tang Chang'an's blueprint, even if there is no city wall, the proportional fangs, the lively and bustling markets, the clean cityscape and the developed culvert drainage and sewage system are enough to make the Fujian Jingshi proud of the world's cities, and it is no wonder that Constantinople, which prides itself as the center of civilization, came out of Anna so sour.

The original Qunu City was less than one-seventh of the Beijing Division, and the chaos after the reconstruction of the original Brahmanical central city could still make Anna feel proud, thinking that Chang'an was nothing more than that, but now the Beijing Division of the Fujian Kingdom can break her pride and abuse into pieces.

"What's the use, maybe there will be no money halfway through the construction of the city wall, and it will make people laugh bare." Holding his arms and squeezing his already bulging little breasts even more, the smell of vinegar wafting around Anna became stronger and stronger.

"Miss, it's really lively!" The little maid Ruth didn't think so much, standing on the city wall and watching the Min * performance and the various floats ready to go behind, jumping up excitedly, the Byzantine merchants, and the chubby Amulie stared at the various colored silks wrapped on the floats with red eyes, and the corners of her mouth even drooled a little bit of saliva.

"I said nephew, you are so familiar with King Min, can you tell him, after the parade, sell these silk brocades to my uncle and me cheaply, they can't be used anyway."

This is insincere, the silk on the float is all the best in the treasury of the King of Fujian, even if the parade is dirty, it is worth a lot of money after washing, looking at her uncle's unproductive appearance, Anna couldn't help but rub her little brain with a headache and complained: "Uncle, can we have a little national character, don't embarrass us Rome." ”

"Uncle, I am a Roman merchant, besides, do you know how much you spend a year, Taizu Heraclius and Persia, not to mention the war of the Great Food, how much money does the court need in a year."

"Shh

Stretched out her white and tender little hand to cover Amurlie's mouth fiercely, Anna looked left and right as a general, and was relieved to find that no one was paying attention, and glared at the fat man who was unabashed, and Amuliel blinked aggrievedly.

"Anyway, that kid from Belus has taken refuge in Fujian, and he hasn't said it long ago."

"It shouldn't be, after all, I'm Belus's fiancée, the King of Min is ambitious, and he also has ambitions for the old land of Persia, and now that he is under the fence, the only chance for him to turn the tables is here in our Rome, and he shouldn't be able to tell my true identity to the King of Min." Pinching her chin, Anna also muttered uncertainly, but a guard from the Min Wangfu suddenly came.

"Miss Anna, Mr. Amuliel, King Min invites you to come and watch the ceremony together."

The guards bowed respectfully and glanced at each other, and Anna also obediently saluted: "The guard brother can lead the way." ”

Because of the shalouqi facing the south and the chaotic Deccan, the Taoist feng shui needs to suppress the luck with martial arts, and after a martial arts exercise, the soldiers buried their weapons one by one into the sacrificial pit dug near the Mingde Gate, as well as the jade book that canonized the emperor's earth.

In the shouting of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, Li Jie, the king of Fujian, took the head, and many concubines in the palace behind him, and the ministers of Fengtai Luan Pavilion bowed and bowed one after another, in the Central Plains, participating in the sacrifice is a very sacred and face-saving thing, in the jealous gaze of the eight talents of the Beijing Division, Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang, Amuliel, the fat man, followed Anna in a daze, and was also ranked in the worship crowd, bowing and worshipping.

"Erect a monument!"

After the visit, the old Confucian of the Ministry of Rites, who was wearing a black deep suit and a scarf, had a long voice.

Li Jie said that the monument record is the monument record, a huge basalt monument five meters high was sweated like rain by hundreds of strong men in the army, he he pulled hard and stood up, with palm-sized black characters on the cause of the rebellion in Fujian, experience, and even the victims and so on engraved in detail.

Chinese inscriptions are generally not boasting of merits, or the emperor will record his life's merits in front of the tomb, so it is really rare to record a piece of history, especially such a thing that humiliates the whole Fujian country.

And even if Taishi Gong had to follow the secret of His Holiness, this inscription was written very straightforwardly, and even Li Jie went to Sanjialan Temple at the beginning and showed his nakedness to the Shiva holy woman who now doesn't know where to go.

This was the excuse for the Brahmin rebellion, and the king of Min had defiled the woman of God.

Next, the mistakes of the upper echelons of the Fujian state, the slight departure of the main force, the undercurrent surging in the secret, the dereliction of duty of the supervision department, and the collusion between the children of various families and the rebellious Brahmins for their own selfish interests, these darkness were unabashedly exposed to the sun.

Of course, there is still a scene to sing and cry in the big disaster, fighting to the death in the palace, dragging the main force of the rebels to win precious evacuation time for the people and the forbidden army captain, fighting to the death by the Ganges River, the Qunu City Zuojin Wuwei, and in the process of counterinsurgency, the people of Fujian who fought hard and devoted themselves to the bloody battle, the inscription of just a few thousand words vividly reveals this bloody history.

The basalt stele weighing dozens of tons slowly left under the shouting of hundreds of strong men in unison, and finally set up a depression in the groove, one side is engraved with history, and the other three sides are the list of rebels and the list of martyrs with names and surnames, the dense official books reflect a different kind of brilliance in the sun, and the hundreds of officials who accompanied the ceremony are all complicated in their hearts, and they frankly admit their mistakes to the world like this, even if they start from the three emperors and five emperors.

No one knows how future generations will comment on themselves today.

Zheng Lun's ugly bronze statue knelt in front of the bronze statue, kneeling under the attention of the ministers, Li Jie was also heavy, on the inscription of the victims, Yang Luzhu, Li Yuer's name was impressively listed, staring at the inscription, Li Jie's gaze couldn't help but penetrate the sky.

At the same time, the Central Plains, Xingyang, Tianzhu or noon sunrise here is already sunset, the oblique sunset afterglow shines on the residual snow red, in the villages on the outskirts of the city, carrying hoes just after the sad inspection in the farmland, one by one farmers sadly returned to the countryside.

This year's snow is too small, which indicates that next year will be a dry year.

was already upset, but on the big stone at the head of the village, the farmers saw a scene that gave them a headache.

"I am the prime minister of Fujian, you all have to follow the prime minister, obey the rules, come, bow to the king of Fujian."

The disheveled official's robe was full of holes, his hair was scattered, half of his face and eyes were ruined in severe burns, and the other half of his face was wrinkled, he was an old madman.

Under the leadership of the old madman, dozens of naughty children in the village also laughed and bowed to the ground, and their immature voices were extremely loud.

"Knock on the King of Min."

"Didn't this bear kid tell you to stay away from this madman?"

"Come home with Daddy!"

The frowning peasant scolded angrily, and went home with his own child, not forgetting to spit in bad spirits, but the old madman did not know it, and still kowtowed to the empty big stone.

"Minister Zheng Lun knocked on the King of Min!"

Zheng Lun, which means the leader of Qunlun, when the Zheng family in Xingyang recommended him to come over, Li Jie still remembers that just a few days ago, the Zheng family came with news that as soon as he set foot in the Central Plains, Zheng Lun went crazy.

Li Jie prefers to believe that he is not crazy, he may not know that he is crazy in the rebellion, once the smoke disappears, the heaviness of the heart of hundreds of thousands of undead people asking for their lives can be imagined, maybe the culprit is to use the appearance of madness to hide the bitterness in his heart.

But that's okay, the endless pain in his heart is exactly what Li Jie punished him to get the purpose, staring at the inscription and statue, Li Jie turned to the ministers, and the people hissed and shouted as hard as they could: "Look at this monument, look at the victims on it, and isolate the purpose of this monument, is to tell future generations what a disaster our Chinese sons and daughters have been exposed to arrogance and disunity, as ancestors, we just want to warn the children of the younger generations, take this as a warning, thousands of years!"

"Obey the teachings of King Min!" Everywhere the voice passed, everyone bowed down, even Anna had to bow down, but with her eyelashes curled, Anna's eyes showed appreciation.

The emperors of the past dynasties have all tried their best to hide their mistakes, the famous Ramesses II of Egypt, who obviously lost the battle, but still has to brag about his exploits, Caesar, Octavian, Diocletian and even Heraclius are all like this, like Li Jie so frankly bear his own mistakes, Anna has really never seen it.

However, in this case, Li Jie's prestige has increased instead of decreasing, and he has added a pro-people image, which has even warned his subordinates that if anyone dares to collude with foreign clans and rebel again, it will be stinking for 10,000 years.

After the heavy monument, the atmosphere is active again, after all, today is the city wall, it is a happy event, after the monument, Li Jie led the civil and military officials to drive back to the palace, and then the float came up, the rich man of the Beijing division had already prepared the literary and artistic program also came up, from the Yongding Gate here to the Min Palace all the way are full of lights, hundreds of thousands of residents poured into the street to watch the float to celebrate together, lively and extraordinary.

"Miss Anna, at noon, Gu has prepared a wedding feast, there is a tradition of celebrating in China at home, Miss Anna might as well go and have a lively time." The team was walking on the central Suzaku Street, and suddenly Li Jie turned the horse's head again, came to Anna, who was following behind, and politely invited.

Li Jie's serious and rigorous image in the monument just now made him a lot taller in Anna's heart, and he was really a little flattered, stunned for a moment, Anna nodded, and it was rare to bow her head shyly like a lady: "In this way, it will bother King Min." ”

A Byzantine beauty joined the ranks of the princess of Min's cavalry, it seems that she is still very close to the king of Min, and a dozen or so old scholars in the back of the hundred officials can't help but have a sour stomach, discussing that they want to go to the audience, holding their hair and driving a horse easily beside Li Jie, Anna didn't notice it, in the crowd left and right.

A team of bearded men with their heads bowed in cloaks also looked at her gloomily.

"You can't be wrong, Anna. Heraclius, a bitch from Byzantium, hooked up with Li Jie, the king of Fujian! ”。