Liu Ai frowned and looked at Zheng Ping, subconsciously thinking that the Qingzhou driver in front of him was deliberately prevaricating.

"Could it be that Liu Tingshi doesn't want to recognize this edict of Chang'an?" Liu Ai's tone was a little unhappy.

came all the way to Qingzhou, but Liu Bei deliberately prevaricated?

snubbed the messenger of the Son of Heaven like this, Liu Ai's impression of Liu Bei was instantly unfriendly.

Zheng Ping was as chic and comfortable as ever, and the feather fan shook lightly to appease Liu Ai's emotions: "Liu Changshi, you misunderstood Liu Yuanjun." Qingzhou withered, and Liu Zhijun was worried about the food and clothing of hundreds of thousands of hungry people, so he had to organize villagers to settle fields. ”

"But Tuntian is very harsh and cruel to the villagers, and the slightest carelessness will breed resentment among the villagers."

Therefore, in order to let the villagers of Tuntian witness their determination, Liu Yuanjun will take the pro-guard camp to open up the wasteland with the villagers every day."

Liu Ai's brows were still frowning, obviously not believing Zheng Ping'er's words: "According to the meaning of don't drive, how long will the envoy have to wait here?" ”

"I can't say for sure." Zheng Ping's eyes were suspicious: "Maybe three days, maybe half a moon, I can't say." ”

Liu Ai was stunned: "Three days? Half-moon? This Qingzhou government affairs, Liu Yuanjun doesn't have to deal with it? ”

Zheng Ping smiled: "Liu Changshi misunderstood. It is not that the envoy does not deal with the Qingzhou government affairs, but that the Qingzhou government affairs envoy has already been properly deployed, and all levels and ministries perform their duties, even if the envoy is not there for a month, it will not affect the normal operation of Qingzhou's government affairs. ”

Liu Ai was even more surprised: "Acting like this, isn't Liu Yuanjun?"

Although Liu Ai did not finish his words, Zheng Ping also understood what Liu Ai meant.

"Liu Changshi wants to say that Jun is just a puppet assassin in Qingzhou?" Zheng Ping said with a smile: "I understand Liu Changshi's worries, after all, if Liu Yuanjun is a puppet in Qingzhou, then the expectations of this son of heaven will be disappointed." ”

Liu Ai's pupils shrank slightly, and he disguised: "Zheng Beijia, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?" I'm the prime minister! ”

Zheng Ping smiled but did not answer.

At this moment, a cavalry soldier returned, approached Zheng Ping's side and whispered: "Don't drive, the envoy is having dinner with the villagers in Tuntian, and he can't come back for the time being." ”

Liu Ai's ears were sharp, and he was even more surprised when he heard the whisper of the horseman: "Liu Yuanjun really went to open up the wasteland?" ”

"Liu Changshi, how could I lie to you in the future?" Zheng Ping invited: "Hearing is false, seeing is believing." Would Liu Changshi be willing to join me to meet Liu Yuanjun, who was eating and sitting with the villagers? ”

Liu Ai smiled slightly: "I have been an official for many years, and I have never seen a thorn in the history of thorns who will personally open up the wasteland and sit and eat with the villagers." Since Zheng Beijia is invited, let's go together! ”

Seeing Liu Ai's agreement, Zheng Ping prepared two fast horses and rode with Liu Ai to the place where Liu Bei and the people opened up the wasteland.

Qingzhou has a lot of wasteland.

However, clearing the land is not an easy task, and the manpower and material resources required cannot be borne by a single family.

Especially now in Qingzhou, if you want to open up land on a large scale in a short period of time, you can only concentrate manpower and material resources.

"Liu Changshi, in front of you is Liu Yuanjun's wasteland today." At the head of the slope, Zheng Ping pointed to the half-reclaimed wasteland below the slope.

Liu Ai looked at the crowd, did not find Liu Bei's figure, and asked suspiciously: "Liu Yuanjun is not here?" ”

Zheng Ping laughed: "Liu Changshi, don't you think that Liu Yuanjun still needs to wear official uniforms or brocade clothes to open up the wasteland?" Looking to the left, cloth clothes and straw shoes, holding a porcelain bowl, is the one who is talking to the villagers while eating. ”

Liu Ai's pupils constricted again: "That's Liu Yuanjun?" ”

If it weren't for Zheng Ping, Liu Ai would never have imagined that the strong man in the crowd, who was no different from ordinary villagers, would be Liu Bei, the assassin of Qingzhou!

In Liu Ai's cognition, even if Liu Bei will go to open up the wasteland, it will basically be patrolling in official uniforms, occasionally waving a hoe on the ground, and then finding someone to publicize the history of a certain assassination and open up the wasteland with the villagers.

If you can do this, you can be called sympathetic to the people.

But what Liu Ai sees now is Liu Bei, who is dressed and samparded like the villagers, not afraid of being dirty or tired, and eating the same meals as the villagers!

Liu Ai, who was in a somewhat complicated mood, was about to ride a horse to find Liu Bei, but was stopped by Zheng Ping: "Liu Changshi, if you want to see the envoy, you have to change your clothes." ”

Liu Ai saw Zheng Ping skillfully take out the cloth clothes and straw shoes from the bag on horseback, and said in amazement: "You want me to wear this?" ”

Zheng Ping chuckled: "You are the messenger of the Son of Heaven, isn't the Son of Heaven willing to suffer with the people?" ”

Liu Ai looked at the cloth clothes full of patches, as well as the rough grass shoes, gritted his teeth, and replaced the cloth clothes and grass shoes.

"This Prime Minister Shi Liu Ai is really unusual, no wonder he can be moved to Zongzheng after Dong Zhuo's death." Zheng Ping smiled and looked at Liu Ai, who had replaced the cloth clothes and straw shoes.

Seeing that Liu Bei actually didn't need to change into cloth clothes and straw shoes, Zheng Ping wanted to test the strength of this angel from Chang'an, so he deliberately gave Liu Ai a choice.

"Liu Changshi Meiyu is kind, but he doesn't look like a traitor." Zheng Ping stroked his palm and praised.

Liu Ai looked at Zheng Ping and also changed into cloth clothes and straw shoes, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

Liu Bei saw Zheng Ping's arrival from a distance and beckoned: "Xianmou, you came too late, there is only half a coarse grain cake left." ”

Under Liu Ai's surprised gaze, Zheng Ping took the coarse grain cake, and then divided it in half and gave it to Liu Ai: "Envoy, this is the messenger of the Son of Heaven from Chang'an, the governor of the country, Shi Liu Ai." ”

Liu Bei laughed, took Liu Ai's arm and came to the field, and shouted to the villagers: "Fellow villagers, this is the envoy appointed by the Son of Heaven in Chang'an!" As I said earlier, the Son of Heaven will not forget the villagers. ”

"In this world, only traitors and traitors rebel and deceive the Holy Hearing, so that the villagers suffer."

"We must believe that this world is fair and righteous, temporary difficulties and sufferings will not crush our fighting spirit, as long as we still have the fighting spirit, we will definitely be able to eat and clothe!"

Liu Ai was taken to swim with his arms, and he was still a little confused.

But in the next moment, Zheng Ping had already bitten the coarse grain cake in his hand, chewing and swallowing, and shouted: "Fellow villagers, there are Liu Envoys in the world who are willing to eat and sit with you, and there are also messengers of the Son of Heaven who are willing to wear the same clothes, the same straw sandals, and eat the same coarse grain cakes with you. ”

"Because we all believe that the difficult days will pass, and this autumn, there will be a bumper harvest!"

"Liu Changshi, you are here on behalf of the Son of Heaven, but you want to give hope to the villagers!"

Liu Ai finally understood what Liu Bei and Zheng Ping wanted to do.

ruthlessly, Liu Ai bit the coarse grain cake.

Although Dong Zhuo was authoritarian and chaotic, he was not harsh on the diet of the ministers and officials.

Like this kind of coarse grain cake, Liu Aike has never eaten it!

I only feel that the bite in my mouth is not only shriveled and tasteless, but also extremely difficult to swallow.

"Lord Changshi, you'll choke if you eat like this, come and drink saliva!" A villager brought a bowl of water and handed it to Liu Ai: "This is all white water that has been boiled and cooled, so that Lord Jun said that it is not easy to get sick if you drink it like this." ”

The bowl was clean and the water was clear.

Zheng Ping has always attached great importance to hygiene.

The coarse grain cake is difficult to swallow because there is not enough food, so it is mixed with some grass roots that can be used.

But that doesn't mean that the villagers eat and drink dirty!

Liu Ai was slightly stunned, but still took the porcelain bowl of the villagers, mixed with white water, and swallowed a small half of the coarse grain cake into his stomach.

In all fairness, Liu Ai has never eaten such a coarse grain cake in his life!

"Folks, the Son of Heaven really cares about you."

"It's just that the Son of Heaven is far away in Chang'an, and it is difficult to open up the wasteland with you like Liu Yuanjun."

"That's why the Son of Heaven sent me to Qingzhou, named Liu Yuanjun as the pastor of Qingzhou, and asked Zong Zhengqing to determine the clan genealogy, and Liu Yuanjun will be the minister of the clan in the future."

Liu Bei and Zheng Ping have rendered the atmosphere to this extent, and Liu Ai has not forgotten to establish a good image for Liu Xie.

The villagers immediately talked about it.

"Is there a difference between Qingzhou Mu and Qingzhou Thorn History?"

"There must be, Qingzhou Mu must be bigger than Qingzhou Assassin Historian, otherwise the Son of Heaven would not have personally sent someone."

"Liu Yuanjun will be the minister of the clan in the future, does he represent the Son of Heaven?"

"The messenger of the Son of Heaven is also clothed and grassy like us, and eats coarse grain cakes and cold white water, it seems that this Son of Heaven is the king of the Holy Wisdom."

"With a good official like Liu Yuanjun and a holy monarch like the Son of Heaven, our hard days won't last long."

"Qingzhou is very miserable now, but it is much better than being displaced, and our homes will be restored soon."

"Long live the Son of Heaven! Banzai! ”

“.”

The enthusiasm of the villagers gradually increased.

Liu Ai looked at the enthusiastic villagers in astonishment, and was shocked in his heart.

Half an hour later.

Liu Ai followed Liu Bei Zheng Ping back to Linzi City, Liu Bei handed Liu Ai a small porcelain bottle, and his voice was quite magnetic: "Liu Changshi, applying plaster to the palm of your hand can invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis." ”

"You didn't really need to swing a hoe with us just now."

Liu Ai was shocked just now, and offered to open up the wasteland with the villagers, and his palms were red and swollen.

Seeing that Liu Ai's hands were trembling a little, Liu Bei simply applied the plaster directly to Liu Ai's palm.

"Liu Yuanjun, thank you." Liu Ai rubbed his palms, let the plaster spread the medicinal power evenly, and then sighed: "Qingzhou has Liu Yuanjun here, which is the blessing of all the people in Qingzhou." ”

Hearing is false, seeing is believing!

When he saw Liu Bei, who was a real person for the people, Liu Ai felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

In particular, Liu Bei did not forget to make a name for the Son of Heaven!

Report to the country, under An Lishu.

Liu Bei has already shown these eight words perfectly in front of Liu Ai!

"Liu Changshi also makes me admire, you are the first messenger of the Son of Heaven I have ever seen who dared to wear cloth clothes and straw shoes, eat coarse grain cakes, and open up the wasteland with the villagers." Liu Bei's words were full of admiration.

Back in Linzi City, Liu Ai read out the holy decree in front of the civil and military forces of Linzi City, and handed over the seal of Qingzhou Mu to Liu Bei.

This means that Liu Bei officially has the power to appoint and dismiss the counties of Qingzhou.

From now on, it is no longer a hypocrisy, but the edict of the Son of Heaven, the imperial power concession, and the Qingzhou pastor who guards Qingzhou!

"Liu Yuanjun, there is a saying, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." After the officials retreated, Liu Ai was a little hesitant to tell Liu Bei about Lu Zhi's blame for Guan Yu.

Liu Bei smiled: "Liu Changshi, there are no outsiders here, but it doesn't hurt for you to say it." ”

Liu Ai gritted his teeth and told Liu Bei about Lu Zhi's blame for Guan Yu.

Liu Bei subconsciously looked at Zheng Ping.

But when he saw Zheng Ping shooting the case, he said angrily: "How can Lu Shangshu treat Yun Chang like this? Isn't it true that a hundred military sticks will not be able to get off the ground for three months? The envoy immediately sent someone to summon Yun Chang back, and I went to Qian County to ask for a Chinese divine doctor! ”

Liu Bei's eyes also instantly became painful, and his fists clenched: "How can Master Lu be like this?" Has he forgotten how important Qingzhou Mu is to me? ”

"Without this appointment, I would have always been a hypocrisy, and I would not be qualified to really command the counties of Qingzhou."

"The 500,000 hungry people in Qingzhou are all related to me, and it is a big deal for King Qin to ask for Dong, but the food and clothing of all the people in Qingzhou is also a big deal!"

"I promised a lot of benefits to Tao Envoy Jun and Han Envoy Jun before I borrowed soldiers, horses, grain and grass from Lu Shi, how could Lu Shi be like this! How so! ”

Liu Bei and Zheng Ping already have a tacit understanding.

As soon as Zheng Ping shouted angrily, Liu Bei had already understood the gist, and even Liu Ai couldn't help but be moved by this painful and tangled words.

Long.

Liu Bei thanked Liu Ai: "If it weren't for Liu Changshi's rescue, I'm afraid I would never see Yun Chang again." He has a long history but is sent, Qingzhou must go all out! ”

Liu Ai hurriedly helped Liu Bei up and said: "Don't be like this, Liu Yuanjun is now endangered, and more clan ministers like Liu Yuanjun are needed to turn the tide and restore the glory of my Han family." ”

Liu Bei's tone was a little more surprised: "Liu Changshi, are you with Taishi Dong?" ”

Liu Ai didn't answer directly: "Liu Yuanjun, I can only tell you that I am the chief of the Xiangguo appointed by the Son of Heaven!" ”

Such an answer is enough for Liu Bei and Zheng Ping to know Liu Ai's position.

Liu Ai did not stay in Linzi City for a long time, and after chatting with Liu Bei about the Luoyang War, he was ready to return to Chang'an.

If he stayed in Linzi City for too long, Liu Ai was worried that Dong Zhuo would be suspicious.

City gates.

Liu Bei and Zheng Ping sent Liu Ai away.

Looking at the direction of Chang'an, Liu Bei's eyes were a little more worried: "I didn't expect Huang Fu Song to help Dong Zhuo, if it weren't for Dong Zhuo's jealousy of Huang Fu Song and the removal of Huang Fu Song's military power, Lu Shi would probably have to be defeated." ”

Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi were all the three good generals in the Lingdi period, but now they are meeting each other, which makes Liu Bei sigh.

Zheng Ping's eyes were slightly glazed: "Huangfu Song is only loyal to the emperor, and it is not surprising to his uncle, so you don't have to be emotional." ”

"Now that Dong Zhuo is personally sitting in Luoyang, with the current strength of his uncle and Sun Jian, it is almost impossible to win against Dong Zhuo."

Liu Bei Rongrong: "In other words, this time the alliance against Dong failed again?" ”

Zheng Ping shook his head: "Failure is not necessarily!" Liu Ai is Dong Zhuo's long history, but he is loyal to the Son of Heaven in Chang'an. The Son of Heaven is already smart and will not let Dong Zhuo dictatorship. ”

"Now that even Dong Zhuo's long history is a person of the Son of Heaven, there must be more loyal ministers and righteous people in this Chang'an City who are plotting against Dong."

"Now that Dong Zhuo has left Chang'an, this minister of Chang'an City who is loyal to the Son of Heaven will definitely make a move."

"If my expectations are not bad, the holy decree to Youzhou should also be out of Chang'an."

Liu Bei was slightly surprised: "The holy decree to go to Youzhou? Could it be that the Son of Heaven wants to summon King Sima Qin? ”

Zheng Ping nodded: "Da Sima is burdened by his identity, if there is no holy decree, he will never send troops to fight against Dong Zhuo!" ”

(End of chapter)