In the spring of the fifth year of Yuanzhen, the age is ugly.

In the area of Guanzhong, there was a rain, this rain was endless, for three days and two nights, but there was still no intention of stopping.

Outside Chang'an City, the peach blossoms of Thirty Miles have just opened, and it has become a mess.

The night rain was merciless and crackling.

Wet leaves, broken petals, as soon as I went out in the morning, I saw the remnants of flowers everywhere, on the wet yellow mud ground, spread for more than ten miles.

That's right.

The night rain is merciless, and the years are hideous.

When Wei Qing walked out of the door, he saw an oil-paper flower umbrella, Princess Pingyang was facing the sky with her back, staring at a peach blossom stupidly.

Slanting wind and drizzle.

A late-blooming peach blossom has become the only touch of peach in the spring color of this garden, and now, it is hanging on the branches, and I see pity.

"Husband, why did you go out today?"

Hearing Wei Qing's cough, Princess Pingyang turned her head and frowned with great concern: "The imperial doctor said that you have injured your origin on the battlefield and you must recuperate, especially not in rainy and snowy weather. ”

Wei Qing stood with his hands in his hands, standing under the eaves of the porch, looking at the low lead clouds in the sky, as if he wanted to see into the distance through the rain curtain.

"Let's go in, it's damp and cold outside," Princess Pingyang walked over and grabbed Wei Qing's arm, "I made you radish and mutton bone soup in the kitchen, so I'll go and bring a bowl to my husband to warm up." ”

Wei Qing smiled slightly, grabbed one of Princess Pingyang's hands, and said gently, "Accompany me to watch the rain for a while." ”

Princess Pingyang leaned over: "Hmm." ”

Wei Qing pointed to the peach blossom that bloomed late and survived, and scolded with a smile: "Look, this kind of sneaky and slippery guy can bloom to the end." ”

Princess Pingyang was a little sad.

Wei Qing's body bones are not as good as day by day, coughing all night long, several times, coughing and coughing, a wisp of blood will overflow from the corner of his mouth, which is shocking.

The imperial doctor sent by Liu Che changed one stubble after another, but Wei Qing's condition never improved.

Even, it is still getting worse.

Princess Pingyang raised her head and looked at Wei Qing's face stupidly, the former dignified and solemn, there were less than two or three points left, the once purple and black face has now become a little pale, and there is even a faint yellow on the cheeks and forehead.

Just over fifty, with green hair, almost completely white.

She hugged Wei Qing's arm, pressed her handsome old face tightly to Wei Qing's broad chest, felt a strong and powerful heartbeat, smelled the man's breath in his arms, and felt a little calm.

The rain was dripping, and the two were speechless.

This rain, if it keeps falling like this, if the late-blooming peach blossom keeps blooming like this......

How nice that would be.

Unfortunately, the rain stopped.

The lead clouds gradually dispersed, and the sky revealed a clear and bright light, which should be that the sun was about to come out.

"It's fine, it's fine."

Wei Qing said suddenly: "Go back to Zhuyuantou Village and take Yang Jia, Yang B, Yang Bing and Yang Daya."

I'm almost four years old, and it's time to practice riding and archery martial arts. ”

Princess Pingyang smiled and glanced at Wei Qing: "This princess is a little eccentric." ”

Wei Qing lowered his head and glanced at Princess Pingyang's pretty face: "Why is it eccentric?" ”

Princess Pingyang scolded with a smile: "The eighteen children of the Cao Xiang family, the four cubs who went to the sick family, the three children of the Wei family, and the girl of the Wei family, you have never looked at them squarely, let alone care about their riding and archery skills."

But for the four cowards of the Yang Chuan family, you think about it every day......"

Wei Qing snorted and said indifferently: "Cao Xiang, Wei Yan, Wei Budo are three little beasts, who are messing around in Chang'an City all day long, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, fighting cocks, bullying men and women, and doing all kinds of evil."

Especially that Cao Xiang, who married Princess Dangli and didn't give birth, cried and asked for a concubine, one room after another, do you calculate, are they all twelve rooms or thirteen rooms?

There are a lot of children, but his father is a squishy villain, just a bastard!

Can it be compared with Yang Chuan? ”

Princess Pingyang sighed and said helplessly: "Dangli's niece has come to cry a few times, and a few times, she also hanged Cao Xiang up and pinched her to death, but ...... Alas! ”

Wei Qing coughed suddenly.

The whole body was on his back, and his face was covered with cold sweat, which came out in an instant, making his originally pale face even paler, and a faint bruise appeared on his forehead.

Princess Pingyang was shocked and hurriedly helped Wei Qing into the room.

"Come on, please ask for a doctor!"

A personal servant girl said 'hey' and walked out quickly, going to ask for a doctor.

Liu Che was extremely attentive to his brother-in-law, not only sent people to visit him every once in a while, but also sent two hundred Yulin orphans as the 'personal guards' of the Han God of War.

Even, even the imperial physician sent seven or eight people, three meals a day, two of which were all meals designated by the imperial physician, plus a few large bowls of bitter decoction......

finally broke Wei Qing's body bones.

There are some things that Wei Qing and Princess Pingyang know well.

But.

In the city of Chang'an.

Emperor Liu Che is the real master, and he needs to know at all times how long the body and bones of his brother-in-law of the god of war can last.

After a while, two imperial doctors approached.

As soon as they entered the door, they took off their mud-stained boots, came to Wei Qing's bed, put down the medicine box, and began to check the general's pulse.

"Changpinghou This is a disease of dampness and cold, and you can't see wind, frost, rain and snow."

"Exactly."

"Change the parchment on the doors and windows, and don't let too much cold and damp air into the room."

"In addition, every morning and evening, bring a pot of charcoal fire, for Changping Hou to be wet, the white iron stove can be heated in winter, but that thing has a tin chimney, when the charcoal fire burns, it will naturally inhale a lot of air, so that the house will give birth to a yin wind ......"

Wei Qing closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.

Princess Pingyang glanced at the white iron stove in the room, and then at the two brass braziers in the corner, her face became gloomy, and she asked lightly: "But how many decoctions do you need to prescribe?" ”

An imperial doctor got up, bowed down and said, "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, naturally you want to take the decoction medicine." ”

Princess Pingyang nodded, and said very coldly: "Since this is the case, let's quickly prescribe the medicine, and the palace will let people go to grab the medicine when they turn around." ”

Another imperial physician spoke: "Your Royal Highness, Princess Bulao, before coming to Taoyuan, Your Majesty had already passed down the holy decree and prepared medicinal materials. ”

Unknown prophets, even the medicinal materials have been prepared in advance.

Princess Pingyang waved her hand: "Then let's go and decoct the medicine." ”

The two Imperial Physicians bowed and retreated.

In the bedroom, the light was dim, and more than a dozen sheep oil and gas dead wind lamps emitted a soft light, reflecting the face of Princess Pingyang, which was very weird.

"Husband."

She suddenly spoke up and said softly, "Why don't we move to Zhuyuantou Village?" ”

Wei Qing opened his eyes, looked at the roof of the house with some distraction, and said: "Your Majesty gave me his house, saying that these thirty miles of peach blossoms are planted for you, how can we live up to the emperor's kindness." ”

Princess Pingyang suddenly became angry.

She stood up suddenly, walked to the window, and was about to push it open, but suddenly remembered that Wei Qing couldn't see the wind, frost, rain and snow, so she had to stop her hand, sneered, and said, "Thirty miles of peach blossoms, are they really planted for me?" ”

"It's all a lie."

"Liu Yu had just ascended the throne back then, and the throne was unstable, so she had to rely on the eldest princess Liu Yan, so she found a way to marry her old woman's daughter Chen Ajiao."

"These thirty miles of peach blossoms were planted to please Chen Ajiao."

"And this Zhuangyuan is the place where Liu Yu and Chen Ajiao had an affair back then, it's disgusting to think about it!"

"No, the main palace must leave this village!"

The more I talked, the more sad I became, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

There was a loud bang.

Princess Pingyang smashed the window with a single punch, and the sawdust flew wildly, shaking the whole house several times, and a cloud of dust fell, and the eyes of the husband and wife were squinted.

Wei Qing: "What are you doing here?" Dust squinted my eyes. ”

Princess Pingyang: "Yang Chuan?!" ”

Outside the window, under a large pure black cloak, a handsome face was revealed, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, revealing half of his white teeth......

Isn't it Yang Chuan?

"Father-in-law, mother, this is a good spring, why don't you come out to breathe, hide in the house and fight and kill?"

Princess Pingyang stretched out her hand, rubbed and rubbed it vigorously in her eye sockets, and looked at it intently, her face showed a touch of confusion, a trace of incredulity, with a little shock and joy: "Yang Chuan, are you still alive?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded, probed in, looked at Wei Qing, who sat up without saying a word, and grinned: "Father-in-law, didn't you tell my mother?" ”

Wei Qing coughed a few times and said indifferently: "She is the emperor's sister, the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty, once she knows the news that you are not dead, tell Liu Che, wouldn't it be extremely bad?" ”

Princess Pingyang glanced at Yang Chuan, turned her head and glared at Wei Qing, and was furious: "Wei Qing, you, you are not human!" ”

"This palace is fighting with you today!"

She pounced on it, like an enthusiastic female leopard, and pressed Wei Qing down on the bed with one paw.

In broad daylight, these old two are shameless.

Yang Chuan chuckled, turned his head and walked into the peach forest, stepped on the petals everywhere, and scolded with a smile: "I am a grandparent and grandma, and I am still so ashamed ......"

……

At night, the lights come on.

In Chang'an City, there was a slaughter.

Two consecutive 'witch curses' made Liu Che disheartened, so he simply moved out of Weiyang Palace and went to Shanglin Yuan with 5,000 Lin Jun.

A huge Chang'an city, the emperor is not there, the civil and military officials who were frightened by the witch curse have closed their doors, the gates of the imperial city and the palace city are closed, and the crown prince Liu Ju has not appeared for some time.

A curfew was imposed in Chang'an City, and after nightfall, all 'civil activities' were forbidden except for the Zhijinwu, embroidered messengers and Yulin Army on duty.

Of course, this is only for ordinary people and ordinary civil and military ministers, and for 'Alexandre Dumas' Cao Xiang, there is not much difference between curfew and curfew.

Anyway, he doesn't have any official position now, and the name of 'Marquis of Pingyang of the Great Han Dynasty' can let him walk horizontally and vertically in the Han Empire, and even after Emperor Liu Che found out, he only kicked a few times in this guy's ass and whipped a few times, and then he didn't care anymore.

Wiped out the Xiongnu and swept away the Western Regions.

Today's Han Empire, in just three or five years, migrated to the Hexi Corridor, Shuofang County, and the Western Regions more than 400,000 households, waiting for one-tenth of the total population of the Han Empire.

It is estimated that there are 20 to 30 million mu of tuntian.

Salt and iron state-owned, liquor franchise, Tuntian border cost money and grain is not calculated, Chang'an City around the twelve warehouses, but full of grain, money and grain, three years of grain harvest, the people in the land of three auxiliary people can also eat and drink without worry.

The Han Empire is very awesome.

In such a situation, what happened to Cao Xiang, the 'Great Han Poet Saint' who had great military achievements, to marry a few more concubines? During the curfew, go to Yihong Courtyard, Bao'er Pavilion, and Happy Forest a few more times, what's wrong?

The world is quiet, and the spring night is a moment.

Cao Xiang hugged left and right, ate meat and drank wine, and his two paws never stopped.

The days of the Han Liehou are so simple, dull and boring.

After drinking a few large glasses of grape wine, Cao Xiang squinted his eyes, looked at a handsome man opposite the embroidered couch, and grinned: "Who did I say, my uncle went to Shanglin Yuan to hunt bears, why didn't you follow?" ”

Huo Qu sat upright, dressed in bright armor, spotless.

He looked at Cao Xiang with great disgust: "You have sixteen wives and concubines in your family, and in the other courtyard, you bought two hundred and sixty-three Oiran singers, why do you still come out to fool around?" ”

Cao Xiang laughed, pointed at Huo Qu's sick nose and scolded with a smile: "You elm pimple knows how to use a hammer, Ben Hou is calling this a fool?"

Do you know why Ben Hou came to this place of fireworks and wine, what is the so-called thing? ”

Huo Quzhi said seriously: "XX argues. ”

Cao Xiang was stunned for a moment, sat up suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and said with a smile: "Yes, go sick, you have finally opened your mind, and you even know this kind of tall thing?" ”

Cao Xiang laughed.

Soon, he reacted and suddenly said, "Wait! ”

"Wait, let Ben Hou take care of it."

"Go sick, you don't have a fever, do you?"

Tie Han Huo went to illness, even if he was idle at home for more than three years, he had long been suffocated into a stuffy gourd, and he couldn't beat a fart with three sticks......

Tonight, this iron Hanhan's brain cramped, and the words he spoke... It's wonderful!

Cao Xiang stretched out his hand and wanted to try it on Huo Quai's forehead to see if this fool was sick with a fever.

Outcome.

His claws were swept away with disgust by Huo Quzhi.

Huo Quzhi stood up: "Ben Hou has read a few books recently, and suddenly felt that there was a heroic spirit in his chest, so he composed a poem, and went out today to make an exception and come to Qinglou to meet you Cao everyone, just to let you appreciate Ben Hou's poems." ”

Cao Xiang rubbed his eye sockets a few times and smiled.

Huo Qu is sick and has also started to read?

And.

Or a special mother's chant?

Huo Quzhi stood with his hands in his hands and recited lightly: ""The Banquet is Open", the big man, the champion Hou Huo is sick. ”

"The spring rain in Chang'an is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. ”

Cao Xiang was dumbfounded: "......"

This poem!

Such a good poem, is it really written by a vulgar martial artist like Huo Quzhi? Really didn't pay for it?

Cao Xiang opened his mouth and stammered for several breaths, and finally sighed: "This poem will cost at least three catties of gold." ”

"Go sick, you're fallen."

"Otherwise, five catties of gold will be resold to Ben Hou...... Wrong! ”

Cao Da Straw Bag suddenly had a spirit, as if he remembered something, waved his hand and sent a group of singers out of the door, approached Huo Quai's ear, and was just about to ask.

Unexpectedly, Huo Quzhi put aside Cao Xiang's huge head with great disgust, put down the sentence 'Benhou went to eat', and left.

On the green building, the lights are still on, but Cao Xiang has long been stupid.

"It's time to eat."

"Dinner?"

"It's time to eat!"

Cao Xiang's eyes flashed, and after muttering for seven or eight breaths, he read "The Banquet is Started" in his mouth: "The spring rain in Chang'an is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored;

Persuade you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no one to ...... in Yangguan in the west."

……

In the fifth year of Yuanjiao, late autumn and October.

The Central Plains is rainy and rainy, and the renovation project of several main roads in Chang'an City has just ended, and a group of people brave the long autumn rain to transplant the plane trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth, just on both sides of the road, arranged in two very neat rows.

Tall, thin, and very tall.

However, in order to ensure the survival rate of transplanting, these plane trees transported from afar were cut off all the branches and smeared with a layer of black oil on the wounds.

The road is a cement road.

The foundation of dry triple soil ramming is four feet thick, in order to prevent leakage and slurry, under the triple soil, a layer of wool felt is laid, and between the triple soil and cement concrete, another layer of wool felt is laid.

In the cement concrete, a layer of stones of different sizes was laid, and two layers of iron bars were laid inside.

Good quality.

The newly repaired main road of Chang'an City, about six zhang wide, after an autumn rain, smooth and delicate, clean and tidy, under the foil of two rows of plane trees, it is very beautiful.

"Zhang Tang gave birth to a good son."

Suddenly, the carriages and horses were sparkling, and several very luxurious carriages came from east to west, and under the escort of the two teams of brightly armored Yulin troops, they were very magnificent.

Liu Che lifted the curtain and looked at the plane tree on the side of the road very carefully, and a faint smile appeared on his depressed face: "Zhang Anshi is now the commander of Maoling County, right?" ”

The old thief who was driving the car said expressionlessly: "Yes." ”

Liu Che was in a good mood, looked up at the gray sky a few times, and said casually: "The fifteen-year-old boy county order will govern Maoling County in an orderly manner, and the matter of farming and mulberry crops will not fall, and the evaluation of the Prime Minister's Mansion is excellent."

Moreover, that kid also raised his own money and grain and set up a Dahan cement factory.

Cui Jiu, do you know how much profit that cement factory makes in a year? Is there more than a million dollars? ”

Cui Jiu's old thief drooped his eyelids and said casually: "In the second year of Yuanzhen, Zhang Anshi's cement factory made a profit of 830,000 yuan, Yuanjia for three years, with a profit of 3.9 million yuan, and Yuanjia for four years, and the profit was three thousand and sixty thousand yuan, and Yuanjia for five years......

As of yesterday, he had more than 56,220,000 yuan in the amount of money and food he had in hand. ”

Liu Che was taken aback: "So many? ”

Cui Jiu sighed and said: "No way, our Han place is too big, Your Majesty is a heroic god, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the wind and rain are smooth, even the King of Beihai, thousands of miles away, has sent a messenger to order a batch of Han cement, saying that it is to build a Han Chi Road for Shuofang City to Mobei, so as to facilitate business transactions between them." ”

Liu Che nodded and said with a smile: "The new king of the Huns is also knowledgeable, and understands that my Han soldiers are strong and invincible, and he actually took the initiative to send an envoy to Chang'an City to offer 500,000 heads of cattle and sheep and 30 carts of gold and jade.

Moreover, what satisfied me the most was the deferential attitude of the king of the North Sea, who was not only willing to do business with us, but also wanted to marry a princess of the Han Dynasty. ”

Cui Jiu opened his eyes and said coldly: "Your Majesty agreed?" ”

Liu Che laughed: "Just a little Hun child, you are delusional, and you still want to marry my Han princess?" ”

"I have sent a decree to reprimand the king of the North Sea who does not know the height of the sky, if he dares to propose peace again, the Han millions of iron horsemen will definitely step on the land of Mobei!"

Cui Jiu nodded: "Your Majesty Shengming." ”

Liu Che put down the car curtain, leaned on the beauty beside him, lay down directly, and said, "Zhang Anshi's Maoling County Order, let Huo Guang be it."

There is a shortage of a big farmer Lingcheng, let him go to experience the experience first, and if he is of strict character, he will be sent to the palace and be a scholar for me for a few years. ”

Cui Jiu: "Okay. ”

After a long while, the carriage passed by a tall attic building, Liu Che lifted the curtain again, looked at the most luxurious building complex in Chang'an City, and scolded: "My second sister is too disagreeable, she has so much money and grain in her bank, and she doesn't know how to borrow seventy or eighty million from me."

By the way, Cui Jiu, do you still remember the treasure in the belly of the Heavenly Golden Man?

A few days ago, when I was hunting in Shanglin Garden, Dongfang Shuo told me that the treasure was called a globe, and it was really a map.

I reprimanded Dongfang Shuo at that time.

That old thing is talking nonsense, saying that the earth is round, that it is a ball, and that if I send a group of soldiers and horses all the way to the west, in three or five years, they will come back from the east.

It's just nonsense. ”

Cui Jiu: "Your Majesty is amazing. ”

Liu Che was silent for a while, put down the car curtain, and suddenly asked: "Cui Jiu, my brother-in-law is seriously ill, and he brought me a message, saying that he wanted to build his mausoleum in Maoling after his death, on the side of my mausoleum. ”

Cui Jiu thought for a moment and said coldly: "Your Majesty Shengming." ”

Liu Che scolded with a smile: "Get out!" ”

Then, he seemed to think of something again, and casually ordered: "Then promise him, the god of war of the Han Dynasty, who has been fighting for half his life, and has done his best for my Han Jiangshan Society, and is loyal, if it were not for the limitations of the ancestral system, I hate not to be buried in the same cave with my brother-in-law."

When you turn around, you will pass on a will for me, let my brother-in-law personally go to Maoling, supervise the construction of my mausoleum, and at the same time supervise the construction of a mausoleum of the Marquis of Changping of the Han Dynasty for himself. ”

"By the way, Cao Xiang has been fooling around in Chang'an City for a few years, and his reputation is too stinky, because of bullying men and women, he has caused several lawsuits, and even the Prime Minister's Mansion has a headache."

"It's better to let him go to Tuntian in the Hexi Corridor......"

……

The first year of Yuan Ding, 116 BC.

Yang Chuan calendar, spring March.

It's March 3 of another year, and the spring is cold, and the teenager is frozen to death.

Thousands of miles away, Mobei, is like a land of ice and snow, and three snowstorms in succession have once again covered the newly budding grassland.

Snow-capped, the city is majestic.

In Luding City, covering an area of more than 300 acres, the Beihai Wangfu is quiet, dozens of tall stone houses, scattered, on this sunny hillside, like dozens of ancient monsters, tall chimneys, white smoke curling.

On the snow in the backyard of the palace, more than 20 children are having a snowball fight, like a group of young beasts, shouting and screaming, adding a little bit of fireworks to this quiet world.

"Yang Jia, Yang B, Yang Bing, you three stupid can't come over!"

"Hongu was bullied."

"You three, go and discount the legs of the four dog thieves Huo Zi, Huo Chou, Huo Yin, and Huo Mao!"

"Humph!"

Yang Daya, who was less than five years old, was wearing a bloated mink robe, a pair of deerskin boots, and a half-pound gold collar, standing on the wall of the medicine garden, with horizontal eyebrows and eyes, and pointed at the four little bandits fiercely and scolded:

"You four dog thieves, it's not okay to bully this palace, right?"

"Okay, let you taste my three brothers' Wang Ba Fist!"

"Yang Jia, Yang B, Yang Bing, on!"

Three children, also wearing mink robes, deerskin boots, and gold collars, ran over with a smile on their faces, gathered around their sister, and asked in unison, "Who are you beating?" ”

Yang Daya pointed to Brother Huo Zi in Heibulaji: "Beat the four of them!" ”

Yang Jia nodded: "Okay." ”

The three brothers strode forward, still rubbing their hands, but as a result, they were pounced on by Huo's four cowards, and they were knocked down with three punches and two feet.

"Grandpa, help!"

"Grandma, help."

"Grandma, help!"

"Huo Zi, Huo Chou, Huo Yin, Huo Mao, kill people......"

There was a sound of killing pigs, and the backyard of the Beihai Mansion was lively.

The first to run out was naturally Chen Ajiao.

The former queen of the great man, dressed in fur and with her hair in a high bun, strode out of the room, and ran in the middle of the group of young beasts in three or two steps.

I saw her hands on her hips and scolded sharply: "Huo Quai, why don't you get out and take care of your son, and see what they have become wild?" ”

"You're not coming out, are you?"

"Hmph, I bullied the girl in this palace and asked you to play dead!"

At this moment, Liu Man also rushed out, hugged Yang Daya and scolded indiscriminately: "Huo Quai, if you don't come out again, this palace will write a letter to my father, saying that you and Yang Chuan faked their deaths and defected...... Syllable! ”

Before Liu Man's words were finished, he was slapped in the mouth by Chen Ajiao.

When have you been saying such things?

Believe it or not, Yang Chuan was angry, and directly pressed you to the snow and beat your two-petaled ass into mud!

Liu Man was wronged, and immediately cried, tore his hair bun twice, and put his head in Chen Ajiao's arms: "You fight, you fight again, you just beat me to death!" ”

Chen Ajiao was angry, turned around, and kicked Yang Jia's ass: "Let you cause trouble!" ”

Yang Jia couldn't understand why he was kicked by his grandmother, and his mouth was big: "Wow-"

At the same time, Yang Yi, Yang Bing and Yang Daya also cried together: "Wow......"

"Grandparents, help—"

All right.

The four cowards of the Yang family have no fart skills, but they have a loud voice, as if they have their own horns, which made Chen Ajiao dumbfounded.

So, as in the past, Wei Qing and Princess Pingyang came out.

As for Huo Quai, Wei Yan, Wei Budo, and the little women of their families, they were not of enough level to dare to go out at all, and they all hid quietly in the house, and it is estimated that they all lay on the crack of the door and peeked.

Wei Qing put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky very coldly, looking like a master.

Princess Binh Duong is different.

She walked over slowly, pinched her hands with a horn, stared at Chen Ajiao and Liu Manniang with faint eyes, and said indifferently: "Try to kick my grandson again?" ”

Chen Ajiao opened her mouth to speak, but finally chose to follow her heart.

There is no way, the woman of the old Liu family has excellent arm strength, even if it is a fierce tiger brown bear, it is estimated that she can be pressed to the ground by Princess Pingyang, a shrew, and can be killed with three punches and two kicks.

This palace can't beat people!

"Hmph, you stinky boys are waiting for this palace!" Chen Ajiao put down a few cruel words, turned around and left, her fat ass twisted and twisted, which made Princess Pingyang jealous and envious for a while.

"Chen Ajiao, if you beat my grandson again, this palace will make you unable to eat and eat!"

After Princess Pingyang threatened Chen Ajiao, her face changed suddenly, she took out her mother-in-law's frame, and looked at Liu Man with an arrogant expression: "Liu Man, no matter how dare you talk nonsense, this palace will not let you eat it." ”

Liu Man was angry, and two bright tears swirled in his eyes.

Honk twice.

The two tears fell on the snow, smashing out two small pits that could not be detected.

Liu Man picked up Yang Daya, ran into a big house crying, stuffed his daughter into Yang Chuan's arms, and fell to the ground crying: "Yang Chuan Xiaolangjun, I can't live this day!" ”

Yang Chuan, who was drinking and chatting with Huo Quai, did not change his face, still with a smiling expression, hugged Yang Daya, and kissed her fiercely on her pink little face: "Come, let Dad see, who dares to bully my little padded jacket?" ”

Yang Daya struggled hard, and let out a sharp pig-killing cry: "Grandpa and grandma, help, Yang Chuan kissed my face!" ”

"His beard hurts his grandson!"

Wei Qing's scolding came from outside the door: "Yang Chuan, you are too disagreeable, you have a scruffy beard, what should you do if you hurt the child?" ”

Princess Pingyang also helped: "That's it, it's too unusual!" ”

Yang Chuan shook Yang Daya's ass twice, and pushed it away in disgust: "Get out of ......"

Naturally, there was another cry like killing a pig, and it was just ...... That's so good!

So, Yang Chuan couldn't help but slap him a few times.

Yes, it is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the cubs of the mouse family will make holes, look at the heroes of this king, why did they give birth to so many cowards.

Wei Qing heard Yang Daya's own loudspeaker crying, strode in, kicked Yang Chuan's ass and balls, and directly kicked the thing out seven or eight feet.

Then, the great Han god of war stepped forward, grabbed Yang Chuan's collar with his hand, and asked coldly: "Fight again, try?" ”

Yang Chuan was not angry, with a bitter face, he muttered: "Forget it, don't try." ”

Facts have proved that under the hands of Wei Qing, the 'Fusun Maniac', he will die if he tries it, and he can't be provoked......

Huo Quzhi on the side laughed.

In the past few months since he 'absconded', in Luding City, the housework of the Yang Chuan family has been endless, and it seems that it has not stopped for a day.

Wei Qing and Princess Pingyang played against Chen Ajiao and Liu Man's mother and daughter; Liu Man, Zhiniang, and Naren Tuoya, three little women, against the Hun little woman Reka; Princess Nangong favored Naren Tuoya and Reka, two Hun little women, against everyone.

There are comings and goings, fighting and killing, so lively.

Moreover, every time he makes trouble, it is always Yang Chuan who is scolded and beaten in the end.

Hahaha.

Cool, so cool.

Let you enjoy the blessings of the past few years, the family is lost in Chang'an City, he Huo is sick not only to see the emperor's face, but also to help your family open up wasteland and farm, raise children......

……

It's night.

The earth was silent.

In a secret room in the Beihai Palace, Yang Chuan sat in the center, Wei Qing, Huo Quai, Sima Qian, Zhang Tang, A Tie, A Mu and others sat around a huge round table.

"The envoy we sent to Dahan has returned."

Yang Chuan looked at the stack of parchment, and said with a smile: "Zhang Anshi is good, he became a big farmer at the age of fifteen, with a rank ratio of 1,800 stones, and after a while, it is estimated that he will enter the palace to accompany him, and his future is limitless."

Let's see, this is a list made by that kid, we can do business with the emperor for a few years. ”

He handed a page to Wei Qing.

After Wei Qing finished reading it, he handed it to Zhang Tang beside him, and after reading it, Zhang Tang handed it to Sima Qian.

In this way, a cup of tea, everyone has read the list one by one, Yang Chuan opened his mouth to ask: "The list lists dozens of things that can be traded with each other, among them, cattle, sheep, livestock and horses account for the majority, and our porcelain, medicinal materials, animal skins and forage are not small.

Overall, this transaction is very happy.

In addition, Cao Xiang's reputation in Chang'an City was too bad, and he was sent to the Western Regions by his uncle and became the first general of the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty. ”

Yang Chuan seemed to be in a good mood, and turned his head to look at Wei Qing: "Father-in-law, I haven't had any trivial matters recently, when these few businesses are finalized, let's go hunting?" ”

Wei Qing nodded: "Yes, people just can't be idle." ”

Huo Quzhi was overjoyed: "I heard you say last time, there are many tigers, leopards and brown bears in Liaodong, and there are some tribes and ethnic groups that do not obey discipline, give Benhou 3,000 soldiers and horses, and set foot on those dog days!" ”

Yang Chuan said with a smile: "The land of Liaodong is good, there are several big rivers and several plains, whether it is fishing and hunting or farming, it is an excellent place. ”

"Father-in-law, go sick."

Yang Chuan paused for a breath or two, and then said: "Actually, I have always had an idea, to clear the surroundings of the Han Empire, and cripple those Huns, Qiang, Di, and Hu people, and beat them down, this is the first step."

The second step is to slowly change the status quo of the Han Empire with the help of Zhang Anshi, Huo Guang, Yang Yi and the cooks I left in the Han Dynasty, which is the second step.

Step 3.

I think so, in the past few years, we have been making trouble in the Central Plains Dynasty, which is really boring.

I think.

Get out and have a dash.

Father-in-law, if you are sick, are you interested in going out together and laying down a territory of millions of miles for our Han Empire? ”

Wei Qing and Huo Quzhi turned their faces sideways and stared at Yang Chuan's face.

"Yang Chuan, do you mean that we still have to fight?" Wei Qing groaned a few times and asked in a deep voice: "You don't want to rely on the soldiers and horses in your hands and secret weapons to compete in the Central Plains, right?" ”

Huo Quzhi's eyes also flashed with a hint of doubt.

Look, this is the real god of war of the Great Han.

Even in order not to be involved in the mud of the Central Plains Dynasty's infighting, Wei Qing and Huo Quai, without hesitation, 'absconded' out and came to this distant country in the North Sea.

But in the hearts of these two people, there has always been a Han Dynasty hidden.

Liu Che, what a soulless person.

At the same time, Sima Qian and Zhang Tang also reacted quickly, and looked sideways one after another, and the doubts and inquiries in the depths of their eyes were very obvious.

Yang Chuan chuckled lightly and took out a globe as if he were juggling.

Stretching out a finger and gently flicking it, the ball painted with mountains, rivers and arrows began to spin drippingly.

Yang Chuan tapped it.

The ball stopped.

"Father-in-law, go sick, red-faced Sima Qian, his aunt-in-law Zhang Tang."

"Look."

Yang Chuan pointed to the mountains and rivers on the globe and said: "You see, this place is our Han Empire, this mountain range is the Qinling Mountains, this is the Qilian Mountains, this is the Rouge Mountain, this is the Longshou Mountain, this is the Kunlun Mountains, this is the Tianshan Mountains.

There is also here, this is Mount Tai, this is Huashan, this is Yellow Mountain, this is Songshan, this is Taihang Mountain, Yan Mountain.

In the northeast, there are Heilongjiang River, Songhua River, as well as the Great Xing'an Mountains, the Little Xing'an Mountains, and the Cockscomb, there is an island called Sakhalin Island, on which countless coal, fine iron, and stinky black oil are stored, which is our next first stop.

North of the North Sea.

Fertile and vast, empty and vast, it should be sparsely populated now, we only need to bring an army of 20,000 people to push it over, and we can establish a dynasty comparable to the Han Empire.

And! ”

Yang Chuan gently fiddled with the globe, pointed to this other place, and said softly: "Our real purpose is to cross this strait that is only more than twenty miles wide and go to this vast and mysterious land.

This place is larger than the area of the Han Empire, and it is also extremely rich in various mineral deposits.

The most important thing is that this place is still a wilderness, there are some scattered indigenous people living, our army passed, while collecting those large and small tribes, while teaching them to read and write, let them recite the Four Books and Five Classics, Tang and Song poems......

Belch.

Let them recite the Tao Te Ching, travel freely, the Analects, and copy the Han poems ......"

More than an hour later.

Yang Chuan finally stopped, looked at everyone with blazing eyes, and asked with a smile: "Are you interested in following this king on a long-distance trip?" ”

Wei Qing nodded.

Huo Quzhi nodded again and again.

Zhang soup noodles expressionless ...... Nodding.

Only the red-faced Sima Qian fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he raised his head and asked very seriously: "You mean to say that this time, we are going to establish several great Han worlds?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded: "Yes." ”

Sima Qian groaned a few times, and suddenly asked: "Without scholars, how can you build a country?" ”

Yang Chuan laughed: "Okay, you red-faced Sima Qian, do you dislike this king and don't study?" ”

Sima Qian was silent, and if he acquiesced.

Yang Chuan stretched his waist and moved his muscles and bones, and then he clapped his palms very much: "Come on, take someone to commit it." ”

The wall on one side of the chamber rumbled.

A heavy iron door slowly opened, revealing a room full of bookshelves and paper, and the moment the door opened, a strong fragrance of pine ink wafted out, refreshing people's hearts.

"Yang Chuan, you dog thief!"

"Don't let the old man loosen his ties!"

"There are so many good books, you don't let the old man read them, but you tie the old man here, and serve him with good wine and meat, what is your intention!"

"Yang Chuan Yeye, please loosen the old man's bonds, the old man will no longer read the Four Books and the Five Classics."

"The old man is willing to worship you as a teacher, learn your Yang's arithmetic, learn your Yang's physics and chemistry...... It's time to do it! ”

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Saw.

On a well-made Taishi chair, there is a burly old man tied to the big flowers, not Dong Zhongshu, but which one?

Ten months, 1.7 million words, 75% of the outline completed.

No more, no less.

Just about.

There are some things that cannot be said, cannot be said, so be it.

The next story, the chef learns a lesson, will definitely be in vain.

Overhead, overhead, overhead. (It is said that important things are said three times,)

Thank you, readers.

Chef kowtows: Bang bang.

Sister Li!

(End of chapter)