At dusk, on a long pavilion outside the city, an old man with white hair and a boy stood by the pavilion outside the city gate, dressed in court clothes that had not yet faded, and his eyes kept looking in the direction of the city gate.

A carriage drove out of the city gate slowly, and the jade carvings hanging on the curtain knocked on each other, and an ancient charm spread.

The middle-aged man riding next to the carriage caught a glimpse of the two people on the side of the road, was surprised, and then leaned over and said something to the carriage.

The curtain of the car was immediately lifted, and an old man who was also old came out of it, arched his hand and smiled at the old man in court clothes:

"Oh, Zhao Xiang is here, and he is not welcome!"

Zhao Yan stared at Ping Jian deeply, his face did not have the slightest disappointment and loneliness of being degraded out of the court, and he looked energetic.

"Originally, I was worried that Pinggong would be disheartened, and I didn't even have time to change my court clothes and hurried to see him off, I wanted to comfort him, but now it looks like ...... Hehe, Pinggong doesn't need to be comforted by old decay, so I'm relieved......"

Zhao Yanshen joked with a smile, and Ping Jian also laughed: "How can you solve your worries, only Du Kang ...... Hehe, the mellow beauty has always been the best antidote to forget your troubles, and the old man doesn't take these setbacks to heart! ”

Ping Jian is very broad, he has lived for so long, he thinks that he has experienced all kinds of winds and waves, but he is just degrading the dynasty, can he not afford to lose?

At his age, personal rise and fall and honor and disgrace have long been taken very seriously......

"You didn't bring your concubine with you to Pingzhou this time?" Zhao Yanshen looked left and right, and saw that Ping Jian and his party really only had one carriage, and he was a little confused.

Pingjian's great love for the beautiful concubine Ah Liu is already a well-known thing, in the past, the monk heard about it, asked Ping Jian for it, Ping Jian was worried about the offspring, had to send her out, Ping Jian was heartbroken, once said: "My husband lost Ah Liu, what is the difference between death?"

Later, He Shikai was killed, and when he counted the population of the family, he found that one of them was Pingjian's concubine, so Gao Wei simply made a favor and kept the beautiful concubine, and returned it to him when Pingjian entered the court.

Pingjian is lost and recovered, naturally it is cherished, and it is usually unwilling to stay away, and it is a beautiful talk for a while.

However, this time Pingjian didn't bring the concubine, which made Zhao Yanshen very puzzled.

"You old thing, you are simply not a son of man! came out to see me off, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked the old man's concubine if he was there, what was his intention? Ping Jian seriously interrogated Zhao Yanshen.

Zhao Yanshen waved his hand again and again, saying that you would never think so dirty!

I didn't expect the old guy Pingjian to show a hint of shame, and said: "Ah Liu is pregnant, that place in Pingzhou is deserted, and it can't compare to Yedu, and I am not allowed to come with her if she wants to...... Peace of mind is the right thing to do! ”

Zhao Yan opened his mouth deeply, smiled dumbly, and said: "You old guy, you look like an old bone, and the things in the room can still hold up, I really underestimate you, hahahaha......"

Ping Jian showed a smug look and said: "That's it, the old man told you that the old man is in good shape now, and it is no problem to deal with his wife and concubine!"

The corners of the mouths of the middle-aged man and the boy in Tsing Yi standing on the side twitched, feeling disillusioned.

Who would have thought that these two old men standing on the side of the road and talking about meat are famous people at the top of the court, if they let others see it, maybe they will have to maliciously speculate, is it also such a virtue for the princes of the Manchu court?

But it is also a meat talk, if Hu Changren talks to Zhao Yanshen, Zhao Yanshen may raise his crutches to hammer him, and impeach him for "violating customs and losing the dignity of courtiers", but if Pingjian talks to him, it will be different, maybe Zhao Yanshen will also say a paragraph.

That's probably the case between friends, he wears red and purple, you are tattered, one looks suave, the other looks vulgar and decadent. Two people who don't match no matter how you look at them. And he can be patient, squat on the side of the road with you and listen to you chatting and farting, running the carriage with his mouth, turning a blind eye to your frequent foul language and pornographic words, and occasionally scolding back with the same foul language, this is probably a real friend.

"Anyway, why did you come to see the old man, do you know that the old man will leave today?" Ping Jian squinted at Zhao Yanshen.

Today, the court was degraded by His Majesty and left in the evening, who would have thought that he would move so fast?

Zhao Yanshen said: "Didn't I want to come out to send you off, you and I have known each other for so many years, the old man knows you too well, with your temper, Your Majesty will degrade you to Pingzhou, you will definitely not drag the mud and water...... So the old man came to see you off......"

Unexpectedly, Ping Jian showed no signs of being moved, but rolled his eyes and scolded:

"Come less, hide and tuck, it's really not sincere! The old man treats you with sincerity, you still don't confess to me now, you Zhao Yanshen has always come to the door for nothing, and now the court is so busy, will you deliberately take the time to send me this bad old man? If you have something to say, hurry up, and the old man will be in a hurry after speaking! ”

Pingjian was so straightforward, Zhao Yanshen also rarely showed a little embarrassment, and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that you go to Pingzhou this time, and the old man has a few words to explain to you......"

Ping Jian had already guessed that this would be the case, and quietly waited for Zhao Yanshen to speak.

"This Pinggong has a difficult task, not only to cooperate with King Rencheng to carry out reclamation, but also to make some arrangements in northern Xinjiang in advance......"

"Is it a mutual market?" Ping Jian guessed something, Zhao Yanshen nodded, and said: "Yes, it's this mutual market, Pinggong is going, we must pay attention to this matter, and arrange it in advance......"

"News from the south?" The main target of the mutual market is Nanchen, Khitan and Goguryeo and even Turkic, but by the way, Nanchen is the most important link. Without the participation of the south, the mutual market is a bubble, and it does not make much sense for Daqi.

"Well, news has come from the south, saying that the emperor of the Southern Dynasty has agreed, Your Majesty's meaning, in February next year, the mutual market will be officially opened!"

"How's the situation on the Turkic side?"

"The news on the Turkic side is closed, and we can't hear their response for the time being, but it is said that the Turkic envoy will come to visit the DPRK next month, so impatient, the old man estimates that this matter can be done nine times out of ten!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yanshen glanced at Ping Jian with regret, "Your Majesty wants to change the situation that the currency of Daqi is not in circulation, Shandong's fishing and salt industry is very important, and the wealthy families in Shandong stand side by side, the situation is complicated, how can Your Majesty tolerate this happening?" Cleaning up Shandong is a step that must be taken, and if you stop Your Majesty, Your Majesty will naturally not like ......"

This is a euphemistic persuasion not to hold grudges against the imperial court.

Ping Jian just sighed and said, "Your Majesty's ambition, how can the old minister not know it?" Is it really because of selfishness that the old minister made this decision? ”

As soon as Zhao Yanshen wanted to speak, Ping Jian raised his hand and said: "Brother Zhao doesn't say much, the old man knows your kindness, but if you come again, the old man will still advise Your Majesty like this......"

He looked at Zhao Yanshen and said: "Brother Zhao, although Your Majesty is a British lord, but after all, you are young and easy to act rashly, you are in the court, remember to always advise Your Majesty, lest Your Majesty listen to the words of the villain and be greedy for merit......"

"......" Zhao Yan said with a deep bow, "The old man understands, and all the princes of the Manchu Dynasty understand, so you can go with confidence...... We will be ...... Do your best to assist Your Majesty! ”

“…… When you come back, the old man will let you see a rich and powerful prosperous world! ”

"The old man believes in you!" Ping Jian's eyes flashed with tears, and he said this, then turned around and got into the carriage, and even a goodbye seemed to be superfluous.

From beginning to end, he just wanted to hear this sentence, and now he is satisfied, and he goes to Pingzhou without any worries.

Zhao Yanshen looked at the carriage from afar, watched it disappear into the thicker and thicker night, and finally turned to leave.

"Xiangye, are we going back to the house, or are we ......?"

The question of the boy in Tsing Yi came from behind, and he couldn't keep up with the old man's footsteps.

"If you don't go home, enter the palace, go to Zhaoyang Palace, there are still a lot of official affairs to do......

Zhao Yanshen's footsteps don't stop for a moment, how can the prosperous world be created casually? Every one of them, from kings to courtiers, should do their best!

Zhaoyang Palace, the inner hall, and the front hall are separated by eight heavy doors, and the front hall gate is combined into the number of nine, nine is the extreme, the number of emperors.

Attendants and ironclad warriors stood silently on the side of each heavy door, and the dim light cast down from the side, and the dark armor reflected became deeper and colder, quiet as a sculpture.

Under the mouth of the dragon, the little chamberlain carried a lantern, and the young emperor in the dark crown robe stood barefoot to the side, leaning over and bowing his head, watching carefully.

At his feet, there was a map of the entire Great Qi, and every mountain and river was clearly marked on it.

The waves are magnificent, and the vicissitudes of ancient meaning.

He watched as he listened to the information from the internal guards kneeling below. Hearing the news that was basically the same as that from Jinyi's side, Gao Wei said:

"Zhao Xiang said that the prosperous world, how difficult it is...... I still have a long way to go, and at this moment, I'm just getting started......"

He stepped on the map, as if he had collapsed the entire mountains and rivers.

"Pingjian guarded the bitter cold land of Pingzhou, his loyalty was commendable, and his deceased wife was posthumously awarded the second rank of the edict, and the concubine Liu was promoted to the person from the sixth grade, and the seal was issued to the seal of the edict, and his son was named the captain of the ...... Chong school."

The officials of Lantai Temple on one side hurriedly knelt on the ground to study the ink, spread out the Ming Huang brocade silk, and began to record the holy decree.

Gao Wei's gaze stayed for a moment from northern Xinjiang and Jinyang, and then moved to the south, landing on the Jianghuai area.

"What is Wang Lin doing now?" Cushman asked.

The chamberlain paused for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty, the Duke of Huiji is now at home in Shouyang."

Gao Wei pondered for a while, and said: "Summoning Wang Lin into the court, adding a hussar general, leading the deputy privy envoy, and leaving immediately after receiving the holy decree!"

"......" He moved his gaze back to Jinyang, and then issued an edict: "Tomorrow, I will go to Tongque Garden to hunt, accompanied by Gao Yanzong, the king of Ande!"

Lanting Siqing finished writing with joy and bowed to the emperor. The chamberlain stepped forward to take the written edict and carefully stamped it with a large seal in front of the emperor.

The other chamberlain took it carefully, put it into a brocade box, and then hurried to the front hall, and soon, the iron-clad cavalry rushed out of the palace and divided into three columns, one column rushed straight to the city gate.

Everyone saw that the forbidden army guarding the Divine Decree stopped one after another, stopped and watched, watching them go away...... No one knows whether this decree will carry thunder or rain and dew, and what impact it will have on the future......