The carriage stopped in the open space outside the gate, and Yuan Shanjian's family walked out of the carriage one after another, looking at the Miyagi where he had lived for more than ten years, Yuan Shanjian sighed with emotion:

"It's still in such a dilapidated state."

Luoyang palace city was built by the period of Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, only seventy or eighty years ago, but in the last years of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Luoyang after several wars, successively there are Er Zhu Rong, Er Zhu Zhao, Gao Huan and other soldiers under the city, Luoyang Palace City is now dilapidated.

Yuan Huairen on the side smiled:

"The saint has compassion for the people and is unwilling to drive the people to repair the palace."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Shanjian had already turned around, looked in the direction of Yaoguang Temple, and said jokingly:

"That nunnery is getting more and more golden."

Yuan Huairen was speechless, and the eldest sister of the Gao family saw this and grabbed the soft meat on Yuan Shanjian's waist:

"If you think my family's life is too comfortable, you can continue to be yin and yang in front of my brother."

Yuan Shanjian hurriedly said with a bitter face:

"I have known your brother for more than 30 years, and I know him very well, if you really want to kill me, even if I kneel and knock in Luoyang all day long, I will have to be poured poisoned wine, if it harms my heart, but a few words of joke, he will not take it to heart."

Yuan Huairen and his wife, Princess Nanping, had already turned their backs, and Yuan Huairen said in his heart: They are all grandparents, how can they still fight in public.

The eldest sister of the Gao family also knew that she was rude in front of her son and daughter-in-law, and finally let go of her hand.

At this time, guarding the palace gate was Gao Cheng's cronies, the leading general Yaoshi, and Wang Shiliang had been transferred to the military department.

Of course, Master Yao recognized the eldest sister of the Gao family, he hurriedly walked over, and after saluting, he said respectfully:

"The saint has been waiting for the eldest princess for a long time, please enter the palace quickly."

"There is Lao Yao leading the way."

The eldest sister of the Gao family said.

Yuan Shanjian's family entered the palace through the gate of Chang Closed, and first went to the mourning hall to worship the Queen Mother Lou Zhaojun.

In the mourning hall, the eldest sister of the Gao family saw a group of younger brothers and sisters, as well as nephews and nephews, and even Gao Yang, who was paralyzed, was brought to the palace by Gao Heng, but she didn't see Gao Cheng.

The eldest sister of the Gao family walked in front of Gao Yang and stroked the face of the second brother with pity, when she was a daughter in her mother's family, there were only her and her brother Gao Cheng, the second brother Gao Yang and the second sister in the family.

"The royal brother asked you to quit drinking, but you just didn't listen, but now it's good, and you end up like this."

In the tone of the eldest sister of the Gao family, three points of complaining, three points of anger are indisputable, and the rest are all distressed.

Gao Yangkou couldn't speak, he could only open his mouth and make a 'ah, ah' sound, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The third son of the Gao family, Gao Junchao, the king of Yong'an, whose biological father is unknown, shouted to the eunuch who served Gao Yang:

"Why don't you wipe it for the second brother!"

Gao Yang turned his head to look at the so-called third brother, with deep disgust in his eyes.

After so many years, he has never been convinced, he and Gao Cheng are clearly brothers, but Gao Cheng just prefers this wild species.

The eunuch took out a handkerchief, and Gao Yang wanted to hide, but he couldn't.

Gao Yin on the side saw it, took the handkerchief from the eunuch's hand, and patiently wiped his father's saliva.

Seeing this, the eldest sister of the Gao family felt a little relieved in her heart, and said secretly: Although Ah Yang can't speak and has difficulty moving, fortunately, Yin'er is a filial child.

Turning his attention away from the second brother, he found that his husband was missing, and the eldest sister of the Gao family asked Yuan Huairen, who said disapprerovitically:

"The saint summoned Grandpa to the Mingguang Temple."

In the Mingguang Palace, Gao Cheng looked at Yuan Shan for a while before he said slowly:

"I remember the first time I saw you, when you were only nine years old, and it has been more than 30 years in the blink of an eye, and you are all grandfathers."

Yuan Zen said with a smile:

"You were only twelve at the time, not much older than me, so how can you speak like an elder."

Gao Cheng was also happy, he smiled:

"You're not afraid of me now?"

Yuan Shanjian shook his head and said:

"Don't be afraid, it's been fifteen years, if you really want to kill me, how can I still stand in front of you today."

"How are you doing all these years?"

Gao Cheng asked.

Yuan Shanjian pondered for a moment before saying:

"It's not bad, when I was a child, you forced me to study medicine, studying medicine can't save Dawei, but it can benefit the people."

Gao Cheng bowed his head, he arranged secret agents around Yuan Shanjian's residence to monitor, as Yuan Shanjian said, he didn't ask about the world over the years, and devoted himself to diagnosing people's pulses and administering medicine, not as a Ming Jun, but as a good doctor.

"Now that the four seas are calm and the hearts of the people are obedient, you no longer need to be bound in the county, take advantage of the dexterity of your legs and feet now, and take your eldest sister to walk around in the future, looking for famous mountains and rivers, and I will order people to escort you along the way."

Of course, Yuan Shanjian knew that what Gao Cheng said about guarding was actually surveillance, but he was still grateful for Gao Cheng's kindness.

He spent almost all of his life in a cage, and at the age of nine he entered the palace as a puppet emperor, first imprisoned in the palace for sixteen years, and then sent to the territory, where he lived for fifteen years.

Yuan Shanjian's yearning for freedom is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Thank you."

"Why don't you say thank you?"

"Didn't you say back then that I would not be a minister?"

"Did I say that?"

Gao Cheng was puzzled, and after that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Where are you going to go first?"

Gao Cheng asked.

Yuan Shanjian said without thinking:

"Gangnam."

"Jiangnan, Jiangnan is good."

Gao Cheng muttered.

......

My name is Zhang Shiqi and this is my story.

I was born in a poor family in Luoyang, and I can't compare to Yang Su and Cui Jishu, but I also have the opportunity to read and learn calligraphy.

In the second year of Putai, the first emperor entered Luoyang, established the prince of Qinghe as the emperor, and changed the Yuan Taichang.

In the same year, the sage, who was still the son of the king of Bohai at that time, was ordered by his father to stay in Luoyang and open the government to recruit assistants.

Chen Yuankang was personally asked by the sage to Gao Aocao's house and was appointed as Sima.

At that time, Zhao Yanshen, who was also from a poor family, also tried his best to deceive Sima Ziru's mansion.

They are all good fate, they have been in the eyes of the saints, and they have been entrusted with important tasks from the beginning.

And I, Zhang Shiqi, am full of knowledge, but I can only be a writer.

But when the opportunity to change my fate presented me, I firmly grasped it.

I clearly remember that year Hu Sichun and Dugu Xin divided the Sanjing rebellion, Chen Qingzhi went north to support, and was finally forced to retreat by the sage, Hu Sichun was beheaded, and Dugu Xin fled into Nanliang.

When I was counting the achievements, I saw that the saint frowned, muttered, and shouted in his head:

'In the battle of Xiangyang, the prince defeated the 100,000 allied forces of Chen Qingzhi and Hu Sichun, collected countless materials, and congratulated the prince! Congratulations to King Gao! For Da Wei He! ’

Of course, Chen Qingzhi did not have 100,000 allied troops, and the capture was pitiful, but what does it matter, at least, the saint knew my name from this day on, Zhang Shiqi.

The saint had already had a transgressive heart, and he asked me to stay by my side and record his words and deeds.

Of course, I didn't shirk it.

I remember that before I started writing, the saint called me to my side:

There are two kinds of writings, mediocre historians who only know how to record history, but excellent historians who can create history, I have high hopes for you, and do not disappoint my ardent expectations. ’

From that day on, I was determined to be a good historian.

In my life, I have written many books, and have successively written "The Record of Daqi Entrepreneurship" and the history of the country, and "Book of Wei" and "Book of Liang" are also my works.

Some people ridiculed me for writing filthy history, and even made up a sentence that slipped away: Zhang Shiqi checked historical materials, and this is a redundant move.

But I don't care, I'm a son of a poor family, and I can have the status of today's Zhongshu Shilang, all of which are cultivated by saints.

The saint has no other thoughts in his life, he just wants to leave a good name in the history books, how can I be afraid of human words.

Moreover, the sage was very satisfied with the historical books I had written, and even issued an edict to confiscate all the historical materials recorded by the people since the beginning of the Gao family, and burn them all.

The world calls this a book-burning pit of Confucianism.

But it did keep his mouth shut.

The saint once patted me on the shoulder and encouraged:

When our generation dies, the history you create will be the real history. ’

In fact, there is no need for the older generation to die, since the "Daqi Entrepreneurship Record" was printed in large quantities and sold to various places, children are singing the praises of the loyalty and righteousness of the old Gao Wang, and the filial piety of the little Gao Wang moved the sky.

My name is Zhang Shiqi, and this is the story of me, an excellent historian who is upright and does not flatter the powerful.

Zhaode 27th year, June.

Gao Cheng, the son of Daqi, went to Zhang Shiqi's mansion to hang himself.

In the early years, he thought that after his death, he would let Zhang Shiqi be martyred, why did he walk ahead of him.

Gao Cheng was saddened, and he sighed to the ministers who came to mourn:

"The history of the country is very important, and the great achievements created by my late father and I are all recorded by Zhang Shiqi.

"He served as a historian and wrote all about my good and evil, and I asked him to cover up for me, but I flatly refused.

"I threatened to kill him, but he was not afraid."

"He said, 'An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to the powerful, which made me unhappy.'"

"Such an upright historian will never be there again in the future!"

After that, he glanced at the official in charge of recording the living notes, and the man understood and wrote the spot.

In 2023, with the discovery of a tomb of a scholar from the Gaoqi period, a large number of historical materials about this period have been unearthed, which is very different from the official history and shocked the archaeological community.

But Xiao Gaowang's fans scoffed at this, they believed that Xiao Gaowang opened the imperial examination and suppressed the scholars, which is why some people are dissatisfied and maliciously distort the facts.

After all, Zhang Shiqi, who wrote "Daqi Entrepreneurship Record", "Daqi National History" and other works, is a character who can still say 'An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, making me unhappy' under Gao Cheng's death threat.

How could he bend his mind and serve the master.

Gao's start, "Daqi Entrepreneurship Record" is clearly written, it is the work of Xiao Gao Wang alone, and Gao Huan was pushed by his son along the way.

Zhang Shiqi is a figure of that era, and he can't believe the history books he wrote, do you believe that you don't know what era the wild history was unearthed!