Wuling County.

Sinking fish and falling goose tower.

Fang Yuan is enjoying a pedicure in the exclusive private room.

The person who did the service was Lu Chuchu, the flower of the sinking fish and the wild goose building.

"Lord Prefectural?"

Lu Chuchu's voice is like a yellow bird, delicate and delicate.

As he spoke, Chu Chu looked up at Fang Yuan pitifully, like a weak rabbit.

"Preaching and teaching?"

Fang Yuan was slightly stunned and looked down at Lu Chuchu.

Snow-white skin, delicate facial features, affectionate eyes, just the right peaks....

Under the careful cultivation of Shen Yu Luoyan Tower, Lu Chuchu understands the way of the man, and he holds the heart of a man in every word and deed.

"The county respects the right to say yes."

Lu Chuqiao's face was slightly red, and her eyes were watery.

"So what are you waiting for? Give the official a wide coat! ”

Fang Yuan waved his arm and motioned for Lu Chuchu to start.

Lu Chuchu's face was even redder, but he was not in a hurry to start immediately.

She first took Fang Yuan's feet out of the basin and thoughtfully wiped them with a towel and set them aside.

Then after pouring the footwashing water into the toilet and flushing it away, he washed his hands before returning to Fang Yuan.

"County Zun, the slave family is here."

Lu Chuchu bowed down and showed a graceful posture.

She pointed her fingers like onion on Fang Yuan's forehead, gently brushed the bridge of Fang Yuan's nose, and then went to Fang Yuan's chest collar.

Fang Yuan squinted slightly, looking at the top Oiran in Wuling County with a look of enjoyment, his body and mind were extremely comfortable, and he sighed at the beauty of life.

Just when she thought that Lu Chuchu was going to pass her wide clothes to her, her movements stopped.

Fang Yuan was about to urge, but there was a quick knock on the door at this time.

"County honor, the lower officials have important things to report."

The main bookkeeper Zhang Sanyu reported, and his voice was a little eager.

"What can compare to the Yaxing of this official?"

Fang Yuan said impatiently.

He doesn't like to be interrupted during breaks.

"There is a secret letter from above: Your Majesty Weifu will visit Langzhou privately, or maybe come to our Wuling County, let us keep an eye at the city gate, and find that the possible characters must be good to please you."

Zhang San said excitedly.

Wuling County is too far away from Chang'an City, and people here have never seen a few high-ranking officials in their lives.

And the Son of Heaven suddenly came to Wuling County, as the chief bookkeeper of Wuling County, he was fortunate to be able to see Tianyan, which is really a blessing for three lives.

If you win the favor of the Son of Heaven, the future is unlimited.

"Since it's a private interview with Weifu, I just don't want people to know their identity."

"Besides, we don't know what the emperor looks like, how can we star? I'm going to keep an eye on you. ”

Fang Yuan thought about it and refused.

A king is like a tiger, and a king may be able to ascend to heaven in one step, but it is also possible to fall into hell in one step.

In the face of such small opportunities and big risks, Fang Yuan felt that it was better to not know.

"County Honor, your term of office is about to expire, and you will be transferred out of Wuling County at that time."

"If we can perform well in front of His Majesty at this time, not to mention promotions and promotions, but the place where we are transferred will not be too bad, right?"

Zhang San persuaded bitterly at the door.

He knew that his county would not do such trivial things.

The secret letter above also mentioned this, so he must persuade Fang Yuan to keep an eye on it himself.

Fang Yuan, who was in the Supreme Private Room, fell into thought after hearing this.

Considering that development is going through a very important period, all efforts could be in vain if you leave.

So Fang Yuan spent a lot of money, and the power-for-money transaction was made into a five-year term.

Now, two years later, Wuling County has lived up to Fang Yuan's expectations, and has grown from a small county town of less than 5,000 people five years ago to a large county town of about 80,000 now.

But his term of office was almost over, and there were only five months left, after which Fang Yuan would be transferred to other places according to the laws of the Tang Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan sighed in his heart, got up, and pushed Lu Chuchu aside.

"I will teach you again when I go back."

......

On the official road leading to Wuling County, it has not yet entered the scope of Wuling County, and there are a few people on the road.

Among them, there are two people walking side by side, they have extraordinary temperament, and they are the emperor Li Shimin and the right servant of the monk Du Ruhui.

"Keming, let you get out of the car and walk with me, thank you for your hard work."

Li Shimin sighed, his tone sincere.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to be like this, the minister's body is very hard, cough cough ......"

Du Ruhui shook his head and smiled slightly, indicating that it was okay.

But before the words were finished, the coughing sound continued, and the cough made his face red and white.

"After walking to Wuling County in front, if there is no more Yingmeng Xianchen, I will no longer force it, and go back to Chang'an City to make an edict."

Li Shi stopped, and his right hand gently patted Du Ruhui's back.

When he mentioned the edict of sin, Li Shimin's face could not hide the huge anger.

In April this year, drought and locust plagues were parallel, the world was short of food, the people were hungry, and the price of grain in Chang'an City had flown to the sky.

But that's not the biggest headache for him.

The biggest headache for him was that when he was trying to find a way to rescue the disaster and cure the locusts, some people spread rumors that it was because of the emperor's immorality that all kinds of natural disasters occurred, so the hundred officials forced him to issue an edict to admit his mistakes.

For this reason, Li Shimin ordered to kill a few people, but instead of suppressing it, the voice became more and more intense.

Just when he was having a headache about whether he really wanted to make an edict against himself, he fell into a daydream, dreaming that there was a dream virtuous minister in the south who could solve the current predicament for himself.

So Li Shimin took Du Ruhui all the way south, trying to find out the so-called Ying Mengxianchen, but he found nothing all the way, the places he passed were barren, and the people lived in poverty, not to mention Ying Mengxianchen.

When they were about to enter the Wuling County area, there was a secret report that their whereabouts were suspected to be exposed, so they changed their identities as merchants and got out of the car to walk so as not to be discovered.

"The minister should die, he failed to share his worries for His Majesty, and dragged His Majesty down."

Du Ruhui was ashamed and forced to stop coughing.

He wanted to come up with a solution to the crisis of his own edict for Li Shimin, but there were too many dissenting voices in the imperial court, and he was powerless.

"It doesn't have to be like that, and we're on our way."

Li Shimin shook his head and squeezed out a smile.

The two of them hit the road again, but they had only half a pillar of incense when they stopped and looked ahead in shock.

Ahead was a flat, gray-white road as far as the eye could see, the width of eight carriages.

On the right side of the road stands a two-meter-high stone monument with a few large characters written on it: Welcome to Wuling County.

Looking back at the road I had just walked on, it was in tatters, dirt and stones everywhere, and barely wide enough for two carriages to walk side by side.

Both were dumbfounded.

"What kind of road is this? Why is it so spacious?? ”

Li Shimin's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Even the Vermilion Bird Street in Chang'an City, the imperial capital, is not so flat.

There is not even a trace of undulation in the road, and it is so strong that there are no grooves in the hand.

For a moment, he thought of Ying Mengxianchen who was daydreaming, and his breath couldn't help but become excited.

"Minister, minister doesn't know."

Du Ruhui was also shocked.

But it doesn't answer the question of what is happening.

With Chang'an City as the center, the more south it is, the more barren it is.

He knows what the situation is along the way, and he knows very well that it is not easy for the people in the south.

But in today's situation, how much money do you have to invest to build this road?

Do the southern states and counties have such capital?

The two looked at each other, stepped onto the road with excitement, and strode forward.

All the way to the south, the flow of people and vehicles is increasing, and from time to time I see vehicles full of goods heading towards Wuling County.

When the monarch came to the gate of Wuling County, when he saw that the scale of the county gate was no less than that of the state gate, his eyes lit up.