Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Pattern of the Metropolitan Hall
The next day, Zhang Yu changed into a teacher's robe, took Xia Jian, stepped out of the school palace, and rode a carriage to the east.
Most of the officials of the Imperial Court of Residence like to live in the eastern part of the city, which occupies a relatively large area, the terrain is also higher, the mountains and rivers are well-equipped, the forests are forested, and the environment is quiet.
Along the way, he saw that almost all the people who lived here had their own private houses and gardens, either hidden in the deep forest, or standing on high hills, or located on the banks of streams.
I just want to live here, if I don't have the identity of a metropolitan official, I need to pay a huge amount of gold yuan every year, so in addition to the officials, those who can live here are some giant businessmen.
The car traveled for about half a summer and stopped in front of a large mansion.
There was a gatekeeper waiting here, and when he saw the carriage coming, he immediately came down to greet him, and took the prayer sticker, and after waiting for a long time, he saw the gate open, and a group of people came out from the inside.
Zhang Yu looked over and saw that the person walking in front was a man wearing a hat, a round-necked red robe, and a mature appearance, this should be Jiang Dingyi.
He looked at it, this person was about forty years old, with soothing eyebrows and gentle eyes, and there was a large group of people behind him, most of whom looked like they were bright-eyed and strong-boned.
Jiang Dingyi saw Zhang Yu standing there, his sleeves fluttering, if he carried the fairy wind, his expression was also slightly exclaimed, but he quickly retracted, came up and put his hands together, and said with a smile: "Zhang Jun, I have admired the style for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves to be an immortal cultivator outside the world, a heavenly man in Xuanfu." ”
Zhang Yu also gave a salute and said, "I have a reputation for engaging in it." ”
As soon as Jiang Dingyi heard him use this title, he was already in charge, and he was very happy.
Although he is in a high position, he is not a rigid and serious person, but very funny, after meeting him, he smiled and said: "Zhang Shenzhi, today is my personal friendship with you, there should not be so many people, but the sword hangs on the top, this is also a helpless move," he pointed to his head, and said: "I am most relieved that this good head is still left here." ”
Zhang Yu can understand, who still knows that someone is going to assassinate him, I'm afraid he can't sleep on the pillow, more people around, no matter whether it is useful or not, at least it is reassuring to look at.
After talking a little outside, Jiang Dingyi invited him into the mansion.
This is a private garden in the style of Tianxia, built on a large area of living pool, where exquisite and unique water corridors are circulated, high and low, and it can be called a scene everywhere.
In the pool, there are Yu Lu Xiangzhou, Feihong Corridor House, and decorated with rest pavilions, it can be seen that there are many women with clouds and slender waists who hold fans to and fro, and there are also blowers and pianos, which attract several cranes in the water pavilion to dance.
Jiang Dingyi invited him to a three-story water courtyard in Xiangzhou, and most of the entourage who followed him in and out were left outside, and only a sword-wielding young man of about twenty years old followed.
Zhang Yu could see that this young man should have practiced some spitting techniques.
This is not surprising, in the past, there have been many methods of breathing for physical fitness and strengthening the body, but these people cannot be truly transmitted, and they can only strengthen the body, or much stronger than ordinary people, but they cannot enter the cultivation path.
The two of them sat down on the lookout at the highest place in the water courtyard, here they looked at the railing, the breeze came slowly, the lotus flowers bloomed all over the place, the red and green were intertwined, the lotus leaves were floating waves, and the occasional crane bird flew through the sky, it can be said that the scenery was pleasant, and the scenery was just right.
Jiang Dingyi talked with him for a few words, and then said slightly apologetically: "Zhang Jun, although I am engaged in it, according to the rules of the government office, I can only give you a position to participate in governance, with Zhang Jun's ability, I really have wronged you." ”
Zhang Yudao: "Engaged in words, Yu is a cultivator, after this incident, he still has to return to Xuanfu." ”
Before the two of them could say a few words, a servant came up from below and whispered to the young guard, who walked over to the two of them, arched his hand at Jiang Dingyi, and said, "Engage in ......."
Jiang Dingyi said unhappily: "Didn't I confess, I talked to Zhang Jun, don't come over and disturb?"
The young guard hurriedly said, "It's Master Qin who is back......"
Jiang Dingyi said in a flat tone: "I don't want to say my words a second time." ”
Although he was not angry, he had a majesty of his own, and the young guard did not dare to say any more, and bowed his head and said, "Yes." With a fist clench, he slowly retreated.
Jiang Dingyi turned around and said to Zhang Yu: "Zhang Jun is not strange, I am now relying on the support of the Qin Sword Master recommended by this friend, that Xiao Zhan is his apprentice, Qin Sword Master's swordsmanship is good, but his temperament is a little arrogant, and he has an arrogant atmosphere, although I don't like him very much, but I still want to use him." ”
Zhang Yu could feel at this moment that there was a scorching aura like fire below, it should be that Qin Sword Master, although he was not a cultivator, but in terms of aura, it was almost the limit that ordinary people could reach.
It seems that those Xuan Xiu who have only learned a few seals, fighting head-on, are really not necessarily this person's opponent. If you have another divine weapon in your hand, you can exert several times your own combat power.
With such a person, there is generally no need to fear the assassination of others, but if there are alien gods and supernormal forces intervening, it will be beyond the limit of what they can handle.
The two of them are enjoying the beautiful scenery on the one hand, and they are drinking tea on the other hand, and the topics are involved in topics ranging from landscapes and folk customs, and they are also talking very happily, Jiang Dingyi changed his words at this time and said: "Zhang Jun, I don't know if you know the current pattern of the Duhu Mansion?"
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I know a little bit." ”
Jiang Dingyi stood up, came to the jade railing, looked into the distance with his hands, and sighed: "Since the battle of Honghe sixty years ago, the Tianxia heroes in my capital have been lost, and now the turbidity tide will recede, and the people's hearts are in turmoil, but there are many people in the capital who are thinking about pushing the beacon fire, intending to stop communicating with Tianxia, hmph, how can I let them get their wish!"
He turned around and sighed: "It's a pity, the position of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion is also vacillating now, if Yang Xuan's Metropolitan Governor could have been firmer back then, it would not be the current situation." ”
Zhang Yu thought for a moment and agreed with this opinion.
After the arrival of the turbidity tide that year, the ancient kingdom of the Blood Yang came back to life, and many ancient gods and countless warriors from the previous era woke up from their long sleep.
In the face of the tide of enemies, the Metropolitan Protectorate, which had only been established for 40 years, was in danger, and the Governor of Guan Zheng took the opportunity to make a decision and personally led the army to meet the battle.
The results of this battle were very great, the gods who had just recovered from the ancient kingdom of Xueyang were almost completely wiped out, but the Duhufu also suffered heavy losses, Guan Zheng Dadu Governor himself was killed in battle, and the elite army did not survive one out of ten, and later the main losses of the Xuanfu and the Shenwei army came from this battle.
Although the enemy temporarily retreated, there were still some forces, and with the help of the ancient altar in Ansan, they made a large sacrifice to revive the gods again, and at the same time, in the name of the ancient kingdom of Xueyang, they summoned many barbarian tribes and foreign gods in the interior.
Yang Gong, the deputy governor of the capital, succeeded to the position of the governor of the capital at this time, and after perceiving this situation, the adult man under the age of sixty in Tianxia, who was the protector of the capital, took the initiative to attack, and after paying a great price, he once again hit the ancient country of Xueyang, but because the turbidity tide was still there, if the source was not stopped, the other party still had the possibility of recovery.
When Yang Gong was about to enter the army, he found a problem, there were not many Tianxia soldiers around him. And because he himself was seriously injured, he could not lead the team personally.
Under these circumstances, he ordered his son Yang Xuan to be conscripted north.
Yang Xuan is of mixed race in Xia'an, and his mother is a female chief of the An'an people, but he has been deeply influenced by Tianxia Lile since he was a child, and he can be regarded as an orthodox Tianxia person.
After receiving the order again, he requisitioned 60,000 troops, more than half of which were Anren warriors, and the rest were Tianxia veterans and mixed-race people.
When his people reached the Honghe Pass, Yang Gong confessed his last words, he was seriously injured and died, and Yang Xuan was elected as the governor of the capital under the witness of all parties, led troops into Ansan, and fought several battles in succession, sweeping away the forces of the ancient country of Xueyang located west of Ansan, and the ancient altar was also overthrown, and brilliant results were achieved.
It's just that there are still remnants of the ancient kingdom of Xueyang who have fled into the depths of Ansan, which is also the biggest trouble that the Governor's Mansion will face in the future.
But here's the turn.
There are many traditional factions who believe that if Yang Xuan had firmly stood in the Xuanfu School Palace at that time, then gathering the strength of the Xuanfu and Dutang and suppressing the Shenwei Army in time would not have so many things later.
But the people did nothing, only to maintain the semblance of balance.
Three years ago, Yang Xuan died of illness and was succeeded by his son Yang Jue.
Although Yang Jue is young, because the Yang family is more popular with the people, the Xia people and the An people have no opinions, and the Yang family has not cared about specific affairs for more than 50 years, so all parties have acquiesced to this succession.
However, as the tide recedes, things are starting to change again.
You must know that everything in the capital protection house now does not conform to the Tianxia etiquette system.
The original officials of the Governor's Mansion, no matter how big or small, were nominally canonized locally, but now most of them are privately sealed by the Governor's Office, and half of them are of mixed An's ancestry.
What's more, if you seriously investigate it, even the current Metropolitan Governor himself is not in accordance with the etiquette law, so will Tianxia admit it when the time comes?
This is the biggest problem facing the traditionalists, and few people are willing to side with them except themselves.
Jiang Dingyi looked at the endless flow of living water below, and commented on the current situation of the capital protection mansion in one sentence, and said: "Although the turbidity tide outside is about to recede, the turbidity tide in people's hearts is still there!"
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