Looking at Bingji, whose attitude was a little blunt, Liu De didn't care.

The matter of digging the corner of the wall is to have a black heart and a thick skin, and it is necessary to have a calm face.

"Binggong's words are also reasonable, this time, Binggong has contributed a lot, and now Guanglu Temple Qing is old, after going back, the general is afraid that he will protect Binggong to the throne, right?"

"Liu Gong said with a smile, a certain is just a foil, where is the credit, but Liu Gong, you, as the leader of the clan, and participated in the welcome, he will definitely be the minister of the humerus of the Son of Heaven one day." Bingji's answer was watertight.

"Hahaha, along the way, the king of Changyi only talked to the envoy Le Gong, how could he have summoned the contemptible people alone, even if the contemptible people want to serve the Son of Heaven, I'm afraid there is no chance."

Liu De paused, and then said: "When the Son of Heaven first arrived in Chang'an, there were not many subordinate officials around him, and as a doctor of Guanglu, Binggong had many opportunities to walk in front of the king, and the relationship with the Son of Heaven was naturally better than one day, but I don't know if the general really hoped that the hundred officials would be so close to the Son of Heaven." ”

Liu De said as he observed Bingji's demeanor.

Unconsciously, Liu De brought the topic in a somewhat dangerous direction.

Bingji naturally heard the meaning, but he didn't say anything.

The clan party is trying to pry the corners of the party.

Hope to pull the people of the Huo Party into their camp.

But all along, little has been done.

After all, Huo Guang was in charge of the court situation and had the power to arrange the right people to the right positions.

And the clansmen only stand with a less than reasonable morality.

Without the Son of Heaven to support them, the character Liu in front of their name is actually worthless.

"The general is the auxiliary minister designated by Emperor Xiaowu, for more than ten years, he has been sleeping at night, eating three feeds, loyalty, heaven and earth can be learned, how can it be possible to isolate the Son of Heaven and the hundred officials, Liu Gong is afraid to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Bingji said it strictly, almost pointing at Liu De's nose, then he was a villain.

No matter how good Liu De's temper is, there is something unbearable on his face.

He didn't expect that this Bingji, who was not amazing, turned out to be a die-hard Huo Dang inside.

"If the general really thinks about the Han Dynasty, why should he choose the king of Changyi, who is not yet crowned?" Liu De asked a little stiffly.

"Emperor Xiaowu's descendants are thin, and there are not many heirs to choose, if you don't choose this king of Changyi, who else can you choose? You can't skip Emperor Xiaowu and choose people from the heirs of Emperor Xiaojing to enter the temple, right? Bingji squinted at Liu De and asked, looking disrespectful.

"Then why don't you choose Liu Xu, the king of Guangling?"

"Didn't the general make it clear that day? The king of Guangling has no virtue. ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid it's because Guangling Wang Xu has reached adulthood, and after he ascends the throne and becomes emperor, the general will immediately return to him, in the end, the general still doesn't want to leave the small Shangshu Department, right?"

The good-tempered Liu De was also a little annoyed at this time, so he said what he just said without scruples.

"Hehe, does Duke Liu really think that Wang Xu of Guangling can afford to inherit the heavy responsibility of the unification?" There was a hint of disdain in Bingji's eyes.

"How? At least it's not worse than this crazy king of Changyi, don't look at his actions in the past few days are no different from ordinary people, I'm afraid they are all subordinate officials of Changyi country, who in the country doesn't know that he suffers from a hidden disease of madness? ”

"I don't dare to say whether the king of Changyi can become a saint in the future, but Wang Xu of Guangling, I'm afraid it will let the Han go to the footsteps of the tyrannical Qin, right?"

"You, you ......"

"Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, if Liu Gong comes to me for tea, I will definitely sweep the couch to greet me, if you want to talk to me about other things, you don't have to open your mouth, don't say that the general can't look down on Liu Xu, the king of Guangling, even I, a little Guanglu doctor, can't look down on him."

Bingji's words were loud, and Liu De's face was blue and white.

In the end, Liu De had to snort coldly, patted the horse and walked forward, he would rather say a few more words to Changyi Xiangle, rather than say anything to Bingjiduo.

Looking at Liu De's distant back, Bingji's face did not change, and after he left, Bingji sighed with a trace of sadness.

However, Bingji's heart is open, whether it is Liu De or the general, he is fearless.

After a while, Bingji looked back at the cars behind him, and there was a look of disdain on his face.

……

Of course, Liu He in the car didn't know about the quarrel in the driving group, he was very excited at the moment, and kept looking around.

At this time, the Yingjia group had already entered the Guanzhong Plain, and the terrain here was more rugged than the Qilu Plain, where the Changyi State was located.

To the north is the Loess Plateau, and to the south is the Qinling Mountains, which rise into the clouds.

The Loess Plateau and the northern foot of the Qinling Mountains in the Han Dynasty still have dense trees, which look very pleasant and mysterious.

Liu He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Guanzhong Plain is similar to the Chengdu Plain, both of which are easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But looking at this terrain, whether it is the rebellion of the king with a different surname, or the rebellion of the seven kings, it is destined to be difficult to become a climate.

Liu He looked at the wandering objects all the way, and didn't notice that time had passed like this.

Towards the beginning of the year, there was a sudden commotion from the rear of the welcoming group—the slaves, miscellaneous servants, and young men of Changyi who had come from the Changyi Kingdom had followed the last of the welcoming car all the way.

Immediately after, Liu He heard an exclamation.

"Look, what a big city!"

For a while, these Liu He's "villagers" shouted excitedly, attracting those "Chang'an people" in the driving group to look sideways, and their eyes seemed to be looking at mud legs who had never seen the market.

They didn't know that Liu He, the king of Changyi in the car, was the biggest mud leg.

The Chang'an of the Han and Tang Dynasties is a special symbol in the hearts of everyone in later generations.

Who wouldn't want to see this world-famous city for themselves?

Therefore, after Liu He heard the shout, he stood up and jumped on the chair.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

The speed of the car was not slow, Xue Ti and Yu Wuwu were afraid that Liu He would fall, so they hurriedly stretched out their hands to pull it.

But Liu He didn't care at all, shook off their outstretched hands vigorously, and stood on tiptoe to look into the distance.

Soon, Liu He saw a shadow in front of him.

This shadow lies between heaven and earth, as if it divides the world into two worlds, yin and yang.

Liu He carefully distinguished, and finally gasped, this turned out to be the city wall of Chang'an City.

"Creation Zhong Shenxiu, Yin and Yang cut the dawn."

Liu He couldn't help but silently recite these two lines of Lao Du's poems.

If at this time, Liu He could incarnate as a wild goose flying south in the sky, then he would find that this square Chang'an City was much bigger than he imagined.

More than a dozen galloping roads built by tens of millions of people extended outward from a dozen gates of Chang'an City, connecting the heart of the Han Empire with its limbs.

Xiping and the Western Regions, chasing the Xiongnu in the north, Wuhuan in the east, and Jiaozhi in the south...... It's all here as a starting point.

On the near side of Chang'an, there are several mausoleum counties.

If Chang'an City is the heart of the Han Dynasty, then these Lingxian counties are the bones of the heart of Gongwei.

Wuling is young and entangled, and I don't know how many red silk songs are played.

I don't know how many heroes and heroes are hidden in these Ling counties.

Chang'an City is getting closer and closer, and Liu He's heart is beating faster and faster.

Chang'an, the widow, Liu He, is finally here.