The New Year is approaching, and the autumn harvest is abundant, and Chang'an City at the turn of autumn and winter is only filled with an atmosphere of celebration and joy.

For the people of Guanzhong, the past year is the second time since the Han Dynasty, and it is also the second consecutive year of the 'bumper harvest'!

Although this year's bumper harvest is not as jaw-dropping as last year's, the average grain yield of more than three and a half stones in Quanguanzhong is enough to make every peasant who makes a living from farming feel gratified by the hard work of the past year.

The people were happy with the harvest, and the local officials and the court were also smiling.

- Because in an agrarian society, grain production is not only about the food and clothing of the people, but also about the black hats of officials and the financial revenues of the regime!

Once again, especially the bumper harvest for the second year in a row, it can be said that the entire Guanzhong officialdom cheered, and almost everyone who is qualified to be called an 'official' is already full of longing for his bright future and infinite reverie.

As for the Chang'an court, although it was disgusted for a while by the incident of Zhao Tuo of South Vietnam and Wei Manchu of North Korea who jumped out one after another, in the end, it was still the status quo of 'the treasury is becoming more and more full', and it regained most of the attention of the Chang'an court.

After all, no matter how full the ideal is, it always needs bread to support it;

No matter how lofty an ideal is, it also requires a well-fed believer to take strong steps to finally achieve it.

As the central government becomes wealthier, the court will be able to start many projects that it wanted to do in the past, but had no choice but to put it on hold because of lack of money.

Such as the construction of Chang'an City~

The further repair of the Guanzhong Water Conservancy~

The construction of today's Liu Ying's imperial mausoleum and the like.

Even if you really don't know what to do, you can always give more rice and cloth to the border guards around the Great Wall, who are still doing their duty, so that these heroes can eat and warm their stomachs.

Even if you take 10,000 steps back: the treasury is full enough, at the very least, it can ensure that the central part of Chang'an will not happen again.

——A few years ago, when the former emperor Liu Bang was still alive, due to the rebellion of princes with different surnames, he often had a 'half-salary' career for several years, but these high-ranking officials, who had no lord and were all counting on Yulu to support their families, lived a hard life for a few years······

Moreover, Guanzhong has had a bumper harvest for two consecutive years, and even those local county and road officials can make political achievements, not to mention these central officials who are high in the temple.

Needless to say, just one point is enough to prove how much of a sensation Guanzhong's bumper harvest has caused for two consecutive years.

——After the counties and counties in Guanzhong reported the agricultural products under their rule, and the prime minister's government summarized and accounted for them, and it became widely known, on the streets of Chang'an, there was even a public opinion that 'Shaofu Yangcheng Yangong was a feudal marquis'!

In the eyes of the industrious and simple people of Guanzhong, the bumper harvest in the past two years, in addition to the inexplicable mythological factors such as "the blessing of Emperor Taizu Gao" and "the favor of the gods", the main reason is that Shaofu Yangcheng Yan dredged the Zhengguo Canal in Weibei again in the winter two years ago.

And in the cognition of these kind-hearted Chinese people, Jiuqing, who can make thousands of people eat because of something he has done, is fully worthy of a marquis.

- Even this, it is still the embodiment of the relative 'rationality' of the people of Chang'an!

At least compared with the remarks that 'should be a statue of Shaofu Yang public temple and sacrifice at four o'clock' that arose in some remote areas of Guanzhong, the people of Chang'an, who only proposed to Yangcheng Yanfenghou, were undoubtedly much more rational······

Regarding this public opinion, the Chang'an court didn't take it seriously at first, and even a few fools who didn't know whether they were alive or dead privately published something like 'Yangcheng Yan is also worthy of the title of marquis?' Stupid remarks.

But after reacting, the public opinion of the court almost overnight, a 180-degree change occurred!

In the thirteenth year of the Han Dynasty, that is, in the autumn of Liu Ying's first year, Gengshen (27th) in September, obviously it was not a regular dynasty, but there were hundreds of meritorious princes, courtiers and hundreds of officials, who gathered outside the Weiyang Palace before dawn and asked to meet Liu Ying, the son of heaven!

After being politely rejected by Liu Ying with the words "Yuanshuo Dynasty is about to discuss it, and I will say it when the time comes", these people did not disperse immediately, but stayed in Weiyang Palace until noon!

As for the hours from midnight to noon, these people could not say that they had done nothing: every time someone walked through Artemisia Street outside the Yang Palace, they could hear these dignitaries talking loudly.

And what they are talking about is exactly the reason why these people appeared outside the palace and asked to meet Liu Ying, the Son of Heaven.

——Shaofu Yangcheng Yan, loyal to the country, meritorious service for eternity, deserving of the marquis!

For these people, the passers-by outside the palace naturally nodded in agreement, and then they rushed to life;

But the 'kindness' of the courtiers and hundreds of officials made Liu Ying really unbearable······

- Zheng Guoqu, but Liu Ying took the lead in repairing!

Putting aside the specific affairs, the fact that Yangcheng Yan and the Shaofu are all in charge of it, theoretically, Yangcheng Yan is just 'assisting Liu Ying to repair Zheng Guoqu'!

And at present, Yangchengyan, who 'assists in repairing canals', has been regarded by Chang'an public opinion as a figure who should be named a marquis, or even a god!

Yangcheng Yandu, who assisted in repairing the canal, was still like this, if Liu Ying did not stop the rainbow farts of the courtiers and officials, and even accepted it calmly, then what should Liu Ying do?

At the age of less than seventeen, build a temple for your living self?

Or is it as the Son of Heaven, to make himself a 'canal god' or something like that?

Obviously, those courtiers and officials who thought that 'Yangchengyan was not worthy of the Marquis of Che' at first, and then changed their thinking overnight, saying that 'Yangchengyan is definitely worthy of being a god', made up their minds to take the opportunity to give Liu Ying the attention of stinky feet.

But it's a pity that Liu Ying doesn't quite accept this kind of overly contrived rainbow fart.

- Sycophants, but it's also a piece of knowledge!

How to shoot people comfortably, and make people not see that they are patting sycophants, this is the highest level of sycophants!

Obviously, this time, with the public opinion of 'Yangcheng Yangong as a feudal marquis', the courtiers and officials who want to euphemistically praise Liu Ying's stinky feet are definitely not qualified sycophants.

At least Liu Ying felt that her immature back thighs were slapped by hundreds of pu fans, and hundreds of big pumps were relayed······

Seeing that Liu Ying was unwilling to admit it, the courtiers and officials were no longer reluctant, only howling in their voices, 'Yangcheng Yanzhen is really a model for our generation', so he put the matter aside for the time being.

It was also when everyone thought that the courtiers and hundreds of officials took advantage of the matter of Yangcheng Yan to send Liu Ying's sycophants, which was the last big event in Liu Ying's first year, that a news came out of Shang Guanli that Chang'an, which was in a celebratory atmosphere at the end of the first year of the year, was shrouded in a layer of grief.

——The first marquis of the founding of the Han Dynasty, when the imperial master Xiao He was the marquis, in the thirteenth year of the Han Dynasty and the last day of the first year of Liu Ying, he could no longer hold on······

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"See Your Majesty'······"

"Your Majesty······"

Walking into the house amid a slight sound of worship, Liu Ying only frowned and waved her hand, and then raised her head.

What immediately caught Liu Ying's eyes was Xiao He's emaciated face, which was almost only a skeleton, lying flat on the couch with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the first hero of the Han Dynasty, the first prime minister of the Han Dynasty, and the old lady of Liu Ying today, almost can't see the slightest demeanor of the past.

Dry, wrinkled face with slightly saggy lying down; Under the closed eyes, it is not difficult to see a burst of blue and black;

At that time, the faint sound of breathing, which was sometimes audible and inaudible, made the room that was already quiet to the point where the needle could be heard, adding a bit of trajectory and despair.

Seeing Xiao He's current appearance, countless appropriate adjectives emerged in Liu Ying's mind.

Like the wind and candles in the last years, lingering and breathing, or about to die, the oil runs out and the lamp withers.

But in the end, there were only two words left in Liu Ying's mind.

"The sun is waning, and the heroes are dying······"

With a mournful murmur, Liu Ying involuntarily stepped forward and stood in front of the sickbed where Xiao He was lying.

Liu Ying knew that in the past few months, Lao Xiao He had suffered a lot.

——Since the first critical illness in autumn and July, which attracted Liu Ying to come to the door in person, in just two months, Liu Ying has heard the diagnosis of 'should not survive tonight' no less than three times!

As for the more euphemistic reminders such as 'it's time to prepare for the prime minister' and 'it's time to prepare to worship Cao Shen as the prime minister', I don't know how many times they have been passed into Liu Ying's ears.

But at this moment, Liu Ying stood in front of the sickbed in person, looking at Xiao He's chest that could barely see the undulating amplitude, Liu Ying finally understood: This moment is finally here.

A generation of famous ministers, a generation of famous ministers, an old minister who will go down in history, will draw an end to his brilliant life under Liu Ying's personal witness.

What made Liu Ying feel at a loss, and even faintly irritable, was that after getting used to the illusion of 'omnipotence' brought to him by the identity of the Son of Heaven, he died and easily dispelled Liu Ying's illusion······

"How's the Taishi?"

Asked softly, Liu Ying reacted and didn't know when, in her tone, she once again brought the slightest hypocrisy.

Beside Liu Ying, the old lady doctor who had been staying in front of Xiao He's couch heard this, but let out a long sigh leisurely.

"Since autumn and July, the body of the Taishi has been close to running out of oil and running out."

"At the turn of July and August, the Taishi was critically ill several times, and the ministers did not leave the Taishi's side every inch, and they were helpless."

"However, at that time, the Taishi only woke up with his own strength, and the minister said: There is still the trust of the old man who has not been exhausted, and he does not dare to close his eyes and sleep for a long time······."

Speaking hard, the old lady doctor also quietly put two lines of tears on her face, but she didn't care about wiping it at all, so she gave Liu Ying a little bow.

"What is the deceased, and what is the entrustment, the master has not said."

"Only now, the Taishi has shown the appearance of heaven and man, and his lifespan is not more than half a night at most; I'm afraid that Bian Que will be reborn, and he will not have the skills to return to heaven······"

"If Your Majesty allows, the minister will use a needle to summon it, so that the Taishi can have a little last word to His Majesty·········"

Hearing the old lady's words, even though she had been mentally prepared, Liu Ying couldn't help but stay in place, silently staring at Xiao He's gloomy face, stunned for a long time, for a long time.

In the end, Xiao Lu, the son of Hou Shizi on the side, stepped forward and nodded slightly to the old lady doctor with a sad face, and the old lady shook his head and sighed to wipe away the tears on his face, and sat down on the edge of the couch next to Xiao He.

He took out a few silver needles from the cloth bag, warmed them up to the candlelight for a while, and then pierced them in several key points on his head and neck, and only a moment later, he heard a long exhalation sound on the sickbed.

"Uh············"

Seeing Xiao He wake up again, everyone in the room turned anxious, Liu Ying also pulled the scattered thoughts back to his eyes, and as for Xiao Lu, the son of Hou Shizi on the side, he couldn't cry in the blink of an eye······

"Your Majesty······"

"Your Majesty·········"

The almost inaudible murmur made Liu Ying subconsciously lean down and put her ear to Xiao He's dry lips.

"Your Majesty······"

"Your Majesty... While still alive·······"

"Zeng Tuochen... Look... Take care of the ······ at home"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty's Words... Home last year··· Young ······"

"If not... No Old Minister··· Caretaker··· Fear... For the Minister... ······ deceived

The whisper was as slight as a mosquito's chirping, but it seemed to make Xiao He use all his strength, and in just a moment's effort, a little bead of sweat had welled up on his forehead.

From Xiao He's mouth, hearing the long-lost 'home', Liu Ying burst into tears in the blink of an eye, but she didn't dare to stand up straight at all, for fear that if she made a sound with a certain action, she would miss Xiao He's entrustment.

"Today... Home plus··· Crown··· The big wedding is in... i.e. ······"

"Chenben... I want to kiss him··· See for yourself··· The crown ceremony of the family ······"

"Now... I'm afraid... No ······"

"Minister······

"Minister·········

In just a few words, the little spirit that Xiao He had just mentioned was weakened again, and the eyes that opened in front of him gradually had a tendency to dissipate again.

Seeing this situation, the old lady doctor on the side did not dare to delay at all, and hurriedly stepped forward, and a few needles pierced the vital points of those few places that were enough to make people die if they were careless.

This time, it took longer for Xiao He to wake up, and his mental temperament after waking up was even more depressed than just now.

That is, taking advantage of Xiao He's re-transformation, the old lady's vivid gaze reminded Liu Ying: This is the last time Xiao He opened his eyes in his life······

"Your Majesty······"

"Your Majesty·········"

Two more soft mutters provoked Liu Ying to hurriedly lean down again, and listened to the last words of the old prime minister and old lady with tears in her eyes.

"Minister... Shi Zilu··· Unbearable... Great use ······"

"Waiting for ministers... Burial... Changling ······ Your Majesty... Eun Yoon... Yun Shizi ······"

"Return... Closure ······"

"Since... Minister··· Burial ······"

"Fan Xiao... Shaw · After ······"

"Don't ·········"

"Re-entry ···········"

"Chang'an ·················"

After struggling with the last bit of strength to make this final explanation, Xiao He finally closed his eyes as if relieved.

A moment later, the entire Shang Guan was filled with a low and mournful cry.

This night, Chang'an was destined to stay awake all night;

On this night, Liu Han lost the pillars and pillars;

This night, the young son of heaven hid in Weiyang Palace alone, washed his face with tears, and couldn't cry······

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