In the summer of the fourth year of Qingguan, Zhou Ziru, the prime minister of the Great Qiwen, led 300,000 Yulin troops, 50,000 Donglu troops, and fought in Wangcheng with the 200,000 Chu Xiang army of Ge Cifeng, the son of Chu Xiang. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the rivers were once dyed red. Until Peng Baobao, the lord of Houchuan Shu County, arrived at Wangcheng with 100,000 Sichuan Shu troops, and the two sides then withdrew their troops and guarded their own territory, which was two years.

For three years, Zhao Yizhi has become accustomed to this world and his identity as an emperor. There has not been much change in the imperial court, if there is to be said, it is the death of Taibao Qianzhen, and the whole country mourns. At this point, the positions of Taishi, Taifu, Taibao, and the Three Princes are all vacant.

It's summer again, and the sun is scorching.

"It seems that no matter what time it is, this Jinling City is as hot as ever." Zhao Yizhi shook the pu fan to blow himself and said with a wry smile.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute, the old slave will go and call someone to fan Your Majesty." Wang Zhenliang said attentively.

Zhao Yizhi waved his hand and said: "That's it, it's summer, don't be embarrassed for them, those sisters are not easy, the girl's family." "The dignity of a country actually calls the palace maid a sister? It's ridiculous! But Wang Zhenliang has long been surprised.

Three years ago, His Majesty faked his death and came back to life, although His Majesty had the appearance of a Ming monarch, but his actions were too old-fashioned, and even better than the previous emperor. It's much better now, Wang Zhenliang can't say what's better, but he just thinks that the current majesty is easier to get closer.

As everyone knows, Zhao Yizhi just came to the afterlife three years ago, and he didn't know what the emperor looked like, and his words and deeds were imitated on TV in later generations, and even dared to call himself "I" every time he claimed it. Three years have passed, and after getting acquainted with it, I realized that there are not so many rules, and the emperor is also a human being, so he doesn't have to be so upright all the time.

"Zhou Ziru is still guarding there? Is there enough military rations? Zhao Yizhi asked without a ride, in fact, he knew the situation in Anhui City, and even knew that Zhou Ziru knew exactly what time to eat and what time to go to the toilet every day. It's just that he thinks it's not a good thing to know too much now, it's just too boring to be idle and just talk casually.

"Your Majesty, this has been guarded for more than two years. What's more, it's Zhouxiang? Loyal Gong and Wuding Gong are all there! It's hilarious! Wang Zhenliang said with a smile, Nanhuai, Donglu after two years of recuperation, the people's strength is gradually growing, not only a bumper harvest last year, but also more than 100,000 new recruits, all handed over to Qian Ning to practice outside the capital, grain, grass, soldiers and horses, there is no need to worry.

Wu Dinggong is Yi Xiaodao. The year before last, after the Battle of Wangcheng and the two sides quit the army, Zhao Yizhi rewarded him for his merits and deeds in Donglu, and gave Feng Yi Xiaodao as the Duke of Wuding, and he was already on an equal footing with Li Dingxing in the title. The original Yifu mansion was also replaced with a large garden, located near the east gate. It is convenient for Yi Xiaodao to go out of the city to Nanhuai to "visit the door".

The reward for the merits and deeds of this Donglu incident stimulated Zhou Ziru's heart, and he now has a posture of not breaking Chu Xiang's oath and never returning, taking root in Anhui City, and Ge Cifeng will not die.

Zhao Yi was obsessed with each other, and thousands of mountains and rivers passed by in an instant, and he glanced at Tianzhu Mountain. In broad daylight, Yi Xiaodao and Li Dingxing sat in the bathtub and leisurely soaked in the cold water to resist the summer heat.

"Heh, I'll enjoy it." Zhao Yizhi couldn't help laughing, and when he saw He Yue'er sitting in the shade of a tree in the dense forest outside the barracks, the smile on Zhao Yizhi's face slowly disappeared, and he sighed softly.

After He Yue'er was snatched away by the three of the four sons of Yin, the three of them drugged He Yue'er many times along the way, macheting knives, causing her to fall into a coma. Later, in Taicheng, he was treated as a utensil, and he was ashamed and angry when he watched himself being "recruited by a martial arts competition", and was stimulated. For so long, it's been this stupid look.

If Zhao Yizhi remembers correctly, in the past two years, He Yue'er doesn't seem to have spoken much, at least not when his divine sense snooped. In order to apologize, Zhao Yizhi sent people to Tianzhu Mountain many times, wanting to recall He Yue'er to return to Beijing for treatment, but Yi Xiaodao refused. Even the imperial doctor sent over was driven back by Yi Xiaodao and was not allowed to be treated. Zhao Yizhi knew that Yi Xiaodao had resentment in his heart.

Jian Liuyun and Xiang Lian'er accompanied He Yue'er, one played a fan for He Yue'er, and the other helped He Yue'er comb her hair. The three girls were unusually quiet under the shade of the trees, and no one spoke, quite a feeling of quiet years.

"Well, that's fine. It's just that I'm bored now.,By the way.,What about the information about the Jianghu sect that you asked you to collect before? Can you collect it? Show me. Zhao Yizhi remembered what he had ordered before.

Wang Zhenliang bowed his head and said, "Collect... It's all right, it's just..."

"If you have something to say, just what?" Zhao Yizhi frowned and asked.

"Since the beginning of this year, there have been many disbandments of the Jianghu sects, and the various sects collected by the old slave last year are now... It's been two or three times out of ten. The old slave sent people to investigate, but found nothing. Wang Zhenliang said truthfully.

"Ten to two-three? So much? Didn't you find out why? Zhao Yizhi was shocked, and now the scope of his divine consciousness is still standing still in place for two years, and it can only extend to the west to the boundary of Anhui City. Nanhuai and Donglu in the east can be seen at a glance, but Nanhuai and Donglu have been smooth and peaceful in the past two years, and Zhao Yizhi has nothing to investigate.

Wang Zhenliang frowned and said: "The spies reported that there are many sects on the rivers and lakes recently, and the people of the whole sect have either disappeared without a trace overnight, or they have been wiped out all over the place. It's all the kind of small sect with dozens of people, and there are no clues. ”

"Where? Nanhuai and Donglu have never had such a thing. Zhao Yizhi was a little stunned.

"Most of them are in Anxi, and Beidi, Dingliao, Sichuan and Shu and other places also have such returns."

"The territory of the Three Kings of the North? Could it be that Beiyi did it? Zhao Yi looked at the Daqi territory map behind him, and the north was the territory of the Beiyi people, the sworn enemy of the Central Plains people.

The Beiyi, a barbarian tribe from nowhere, quickly swept away the Turks and Hui in the north when they first appeared, and held the entire northern grassland in their hands for hundreds of years. The three kings of Anxi, Beidi, and Dingliao of that generation saw that Beiyi was gradually gaining momentum, and the three families discussed and united to raze the north and sweep away the disaster. Who knew that the three families jointly sent troops, but they were defeated by the Beiyi who fought on the third line, and even the head of the king of Anxi was cut off and used as a wine cup.

Since then, the Three Kings of the North have not left the Great Wall and have only been on defense. Beiyi didn't know what was wrong inside, and it was silent for hundreds of years. The people of the Central Plains know very little about Beiyi, but the three kings of the north regard Beiyi as a big problem. Later, he gradually began to listen to the edict and ignore the affairs of the Central Plains. In those years, the Central Plains had failed to harvest, bandits were everywhere, and the imperial court had no time to take care of the north, so they had to let them go.

Zhao Yizhi came from later generations and knew the history of the original world, but it was not very detailed. Six hundred years after the Xuanwumen Change, Zhao Yizhi couldn't say whether it was the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, but no matter which court, since the Tang Dynasty, there has been no more stability in the north... The shame of Jingkang in the Song Dynasty, the battle of Tumubao in the Ming Dynasty...

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." Wang Zhenliang called softly, pulling Zhao Yizhi's thoughts back: "It's all from some small sects, don't worry." In fact, there are not a few such things on the rivers and lakes. A few cats and dogs who can point their fists and feet are daydreaming, but they have just started a sect, what silver taels, rules, and find that it is not the same thing as what they think, Your Majesty, don't worry about that idleness. Wang Zhenliang persuaded on the side.

Zhao Yizhi nodded, history has changed, and the name Beiyi has never been heard. If Beiyi was really strong, it would not have been so calm for hundreds of years, and nothing happened. What's more, he is not a faint king who only knows pleasure all day long.

Thinking of pleasure, Zhao Yizhi suddenly flashed a shadow in his mind, watching the dust. In the past two years, Guan Chenzi and Tongweizi have either meditated or practiced martial arts, and the number of meetings with Zhao Yizhi has become less and less. I don't know if it was Zhao Yizhi's previous actions that offended, so that Deguan Chenzi deliberately took the same micron to avoid Zhao Yizhi.

Now in the hot summer, the two simply built two huts on Niushou Mountain in the south and lived with grass. Zhao Yizhi went once, the scenery is indeed good, you can overlook the entire Jinling City, Zhao Yizhi did not think it was angry, and gave the land to the two.

I can't help but see what they're doing... Zhao Yizhi's divine sense is all over the capital, and naturally he will not let go of Niushou Mountain, where Guanchenzi is located.

One night, Zhao Yizhi had nothing to do, and when he was spying on Niushou Mountain, Guan Chenzi was bathing in the lake in the mountain and was knocked into the spot. Under the moonlight, the head of the mantis is like a jade bow, the legs are slender and fair, and the double strands are round like a full moon... And Guan Chenzi didn't notice it, and only cared about playing in the water.

After the incident, Zhao Yizhi was indeed guilty in his heart, and since that day, Zhao Yizhi's divine consciousness has not entered Niushou Mountain for half an inch...

"Let's go, I'm really hungry..."Zhao Yizhi got up and walked out of the imperial study, there was nothing else to ask. Half of the world is within the investigation of his own divine sense, what can he ask? However, although Zhao Yizhi snooped on his senses, he never asked about civil affairs. Whether it is the loss of pigs in the east, or the lack of rice in the west, or even theft, robbery, murder and arson and many other evil things, Zhao Yizhi will not care.

Heaven is clear, and there is a permanent operation. Zhao Yizhi felt that since he could have the ability to spy on the world, it would be enough to spy on the world. As a regulator, these things are ordinary things, and what I have to do is to supervise the world, settle those unusual people and things, and put the world back on track, which is the right way!

Zhao Yizhi paced and led Wang Zhenliang to eat, and the only thing that can satisfy Zhao Yizhi in today's Daqi is the dishes. The taste is not much different from that of later generations, unlike the lack of seasonings and ingredients written in the crossing.

Zhao Yizhi had just left the imperial study, outside the city wall of the capital, in front of a thatched house, a young man stood up straight from the field and looked in the direction of the capital. He touched the head of the little girl beside him, looked back at the woman in a daze in the thatched hut, and said, "When the time comes, I can't take you there, you and Ling'er will stay in the capital, waiting for me to come back." After speaking, he smiled and smiled very brightly.