In late autumn, the depressive confetti of fallen wood is like snow in winter. Zhao Qin felt anxious for no reason, and casually took out a golden tribute orange from his sleeve. Peeled off, and the little prince put it in his mouth.

He was wearing yellow silk and satin produced by Yixuanfang, the most famous in Chang'an City, his hair was tied up with a hosta, and his waist was a high-quality blue and white jade ribbon, and a sandalwood bag was hung. Zhao Qin's dress does not live up to the most squishy children in Chang'an City, he likes wind and snow in his life, and loves flowers, birds and jade. Although he is a good and elegant layman on the surface, but after being friends with him for a long time, even those fox friends and dog friends have found that Zhao Qin has a sense of arrogance in addition to this tackyness.

He loves the vulgar, and the vulgar is thorough. is a romantic man who loves to spend money and drink, squanders copper plates at will, is willing to spend money to buy words, and is willing to accompany a Qinglou woman to talk about music and rhythm. He Zhao Qin, he was born with whatever he wanted, but he also knew that there were not many people in this world who wanted him to die.

He hates those who keep saying that they are righteous and awe-inspiring, what is loyal to the country, what sacrifices their lives, he hates this kind of person who is full of nonsense from the bottom of his heart.

Crazy man, everyone wants to be a madman. However, he has seen a lot, and he has never seen a few people who are so crazy that they would rather sacrifice their lives. Lin Ziyun is crazy and proud.

Lin Ziyun is an immortal cultivator, his unruly character, and the eyes that look at them like ants when he is trying to save people have stimulated this pretentious prince of Pingyang.

"I respect you ......"

Thinking of the scenes one by one, Zhao Qin became more and more disturbed. It was because he knew that this young man in green shirts was still a flower child who was displaced in a small restaurant and had no money to buy wine last night. He also saw the young man's deep eyes last night, which were a pair of talking eyes, and it could be seen that Lin Ziyun was a person with a story.

The cold breeze blew the original tranquility of the long street, and inadvertently touched a string in his heart. The water is splashing in the river, and monsters are stirring up the wind and rain in the river. The white horse beside him was frightened by this strange snake, and kicked his two front feet in the air. Zhao Qin glared angrily, looked meaningfully at the aftermath of the Huai River that was gradually subsiding, and turned to leave.

The maid who carried with her pinched the fine brocade with her white fingers and stretched it out in front of Zhao Qin. After taking the Jinpa and wiping his saliva at will, Zhao Qin stepped on the green onion horse, slapped the long whip on the horse's body, and galloped away.

"Little Prince......"

When he arrived at the Pingyang Palace, an old man wearing sackcloth and a white beard hurriedly helped him dismount.

"Old Han, don't feed this beast. Zhao Qin's face was gloomy and terrifying when he spoke. After leading the horse, Lao Han didn't dare to say more, so he smiled and nodded.

The guards and maids in the house knew the temper of this son, and they didn't know who provoked him again, and the horror was another bloody storm.

Since Zhao Qin saw the Huaihe Demon Snake and saw Lin Ziyun sacrifice himself to save people, his chest felt stuffy for no reason. Crossed the gate of the palace and walked a path. It is the autumn season, the backyard of the palace is still full of flowers, pavilions and pavilions, carved fences and jade masonry, engraved with dragons, engraved inscriptions, and embedded with colorful patterns.

Glancing at the courtyard where the "Moon Palace" was nominated, Zhao Qin waved his hand and sent away the maidservants who came to ask for peace, and walked straight in.

In the courtyard, there is no carved railing and jade masonry, which is not at all like the golden splendor of the palace. In the courtyard, the purple bamboos planted in the courtyard are shining, and it is a sea of leaves. Hidden in the bamboo forest, there is a thatched house, just the eaves at the end, Zhao Qin has to bow his head every time he enters the house.

Brushing past the purple bamboo that covered the door, Zhao Qin kicked the wooden door open with his foot.

"I've locked you up for three years, I'm impatient, hurry up, before I change my mind. ”

This place is quiet, only a girl in green clothes and tulle squatting at the mouth of the well to draw water. The woman didn't seem to hear what Zhao Qin said, and her slender white fingers carried the wooden bucket and scooped up the well water.

"Bang ......"

Seeing that she was silent, Zhao Qin clenched his hands and hit a bamboo tree fiercely.

"If you want to kill me, I will only give you one chance based on your ability. If I hadn't died, I'd have stabbed you in both ears......" Zhao Qin said coldly.

The girl stood tall and slim. At about sixteen or seventeen o'clock, he was already a beautiful face. Ying Ying's waist is a bee waist, her skin is as white as snow, and her delicate cheeks are only afraid that after a year or two, it will bring disaster to the country and the people. Wringing out the rag that had been placed in the wooden basin, the girl wiped her white and shining forehead, and carried a bucket of water into the house.

"I'm not leaving...... I still have a chance for revenge here. Left, it's really gone. ”

"Do you want my life like that?" Zhao Qin said viciously.

"It's not just me, the lives of the Pingyang Palace, there are too many people who want it. The beautiful girl's lips opened lightly.

Zhao Qin hurriedly walked to her side, and said in a corrupt voice: "I haven't offended you, it's the King of Pingyang who killed people, if you have the ability to find him, what is the matter with looking for me to take revenge?"

The girl was stunned, and her red lips were bitten by her bright teeth.

"I'm just a little woman, I can't afford to provoke the king of Pingyang, so I can only kill his most distressed eldest son. A girl, why do you look down on me. ”

"Huh...... After staying with me for a long time, you've learned to play a scoundrel, which is very much like me. ”

The girl's face blushed and she forcibly resisted her murderous intent. The prince of Pingyang is close at hand, and he may not be able to take his life as long as he takes out the cold blade in his sleeve. It's just that this person is treacherous and cunning, and he doesn't know how many master guards there are around him, if he can't kill him, he will never have a chance again. The fingers she held in her sleeves still didn't touch the killing weapon after all.

Zhao Qin's eyes changed, and he laughed when he saw the girl put away the cold blade. He wantonly hugged the girl from behind, and his hands went straight over his shoulders and landed on the plump twin peaks. The girl was hugged by him, and her body trembled obviously. Zhao Qin is a veteran of the love field, stretching out his tongue to blow hot air in her crystal clear ears, and the bridge of his towering nose has touched the girl's snow-white jade neck.

"Fang Rui, you will be my lifelong confinement. Your hands are not fit to hold a sword, nor can you lift a sword. Zhao Qin laughed maniacally.

"Your Highness, I have learned a new tune, let's stroke it for you. ”

Pushing the girl away, Zhao Qin watched with interest as she took out a jade flute from her sleeve.

Deep in the palace, Xiaoyuan. The purple bamboo forest, dyed with clouds, added a few lonely birds. The melodious sound of the flute also shook off a place of dust, and the frightened birds in the forest flew away.

She is the killer of the Yang Dynasty, and in order to take revenge, she would rather be a canary in the palace of the plains. If not, she would be homeless, and her kingdom would have been trampled by the iron hooves of the King of Binh Duong.

The flute is high-pitched and undulating, gracefully jumping. Zhao Qin could feel as if there was a black-clad masked assassin inside, dancing in the darkness. As soon as the rhythm changed, the low tide was like a tiger lying on the mountain, enduring the minions.

"Smack......

The shiny slap was slammed on Fang Rui's beautiful face, and there were five red finger prints on the pretty one.

"If you want to kill me, don't be so mean. If you want to punish the king, you can't have the slightest hesitation. ”

Zhao Qin has never been a good man and a woman, on the contrary, he is a villain who has revenge. The jade flute fell on the bamboo board, splashing with a clear and loud sound. The girl closed her eyes, and the pair of narrow eyelashes fluttered like butterflies. Picked up the flute, made a gesture towards Zhao Qin, and prepared to slip away silently.

"I really don't understand, people who can be emperors don't want to be emperors. People who can't be emperors have to do what emperors do. If the world is full of people like you, it's really boring. ”

"You were born in the Pingyang Palace, where the government and the opposition are in power, how do you know the suffering of the people......

"Haha...... The old dream of the Yang Dynasty. You are blind, and I can't tell you to open your eyes and see how the world is doing. But let me tell you, today's Sima Xiangcheng is implementing reforms, and even the upside-down retail investors can get one acre and three points of land. If you were born in the Yang Dynasty, would your emperor be able to do it? What do you want to say badly, it is nothing more than that my father killed your family, and you really shouldn't have left you with such a beautiful face. ”

The more Zhao Qin spoke, the more hateful he became, and he stepped forward and gently hooked the girl's straight chin with his fingers.

With a "bang", Fang Rui broke free from his hand. Those dull eyes flashed for a moment, and she stood on tiptoe and kicked half a moon with her hind feet facing the sky. The arrogant son of the world slammed into a dog and ate.

"Accept your life, and sacrifice their souls with your blood. If it's really like what you said, it's not bad to take the life of you, a harmful spirit. Fang Rui shell teeth bitten hard.

The cold blade in her hand was wrapped in Yunpa, and it was contaminated with incense poison every day, as long as it touched a trace of toxin, even the Daluo Immortal could not be saved. Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, the female killer who has been secretly trained all the year round is a must in terms of self-cultivation and martial arts.

Now is the perfect time, just move your fingers to take the life of this young man. Fang Rui said in her heart, if you kill this person, I will definitely not be able to leave, and I will be accompanied by him on the Huangquan Road, even if I beat me and scold me, I will admit it.

This sword is an epiphany that appears, and the cold blade folds away in the light wind and clouds.

"What I said counts, your hands are not fit for a sword. Originally, it was embroidery, and the fingers of grinding ink were really not good enough to raise the sword. Zhao Qin said lightly, and the blind Fang Rui naturally didn't see that there was an old man with white beard and yellow teeth standing in front of Zhao Qin at this moment.

I didn't see the yellow-toothed old man appear from there, but the pair of cloudy eyes showed murderous intent. The double knives in his hands faced the cold blade, and a majestic momentum rose from the body of this twilight old man.

Fang Rui lost very thoroughly, indeed as Zhao Qin said, she is not suitable to be a killer, how can she be a killer and become a maid, and she was discovered. With a bitter smile in her mouth, the girl had already picked up the poison blade and cut her snow-white neck without hesitation. The blood was as red as rouge, and the thin emerald green shirt was distinct.

"Your Highness, if I had a choice, I really didn't want to kill you, but ...... I'm just a little woman......"

Slowly falling from Fangrui, there was silence. In this world, except for the two people just now, no one knows that a woman died here. Yes, she is just an ordinary woman who avenges her country and family in troubled times.

"Chang, let's go, I want to stay here for a while. Even if it's a big thing, even if Zhao Song calls me on a dog day, don't bother me. ”

Zhao Qin was a person who cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade, and carried Fang Rui's body on the bed. The purple stove lit with sandalwood, the green bottle with roses, and a pot of wine to see off the man who had been locked up by himself for three years and wanted to kill him.

In that year, when the dynasty was first established, the king of Pingyang, as a hussar general, did not know how much credit he made in the southern and northern wars, and he became famous. There are many people in this world who are afraid of King Pingyang, but there are even more people who hate him and want to kill him. It's just that the brave and warlike generals are so easy to kill, I don't know how many people want to kill the prince's favorite prince first to vent their hatred.

The merry son thought that keeping the female killer would make her desperate. However, what made her desperate was not that she couldn't kill King Pingyang and him Zhao Qin, but that she lost the meaning of living. Zhao Qin didn't have a trace of repentance, he felt that Fang Rui's death, at least it was better to die than to live. It is better to live like him than to die a hundred.

It's just that before this, Zhao Qin still had to care about the people who cared about him, so he couldn't die. Even if King Pingyang is a butcher in the eyes of outsiders, he is a loving father. Therefore, if he lives well, he can only let Fang Rui die.

Today's saints, with great talents, not only trample the six kingdoms with iron horses, but also establish a peaceful and prosperous era for all eternity. Not long ago, the courtiers' council, the minister Sima's proposal for reform and innovation, was waved by His Majesty and ordered the whole country to implement it.

Zhao Qin only told Fang Rui that there was still a lot of money left unsaid, and this was the reason why he couldn't sleep all night.

Because the whole country has been fighting for many years, although the foundation of eternity has been built, the domestic economy is in a depression. After years of labor and financial losses, the peasants suffered unspeakably, were displaced, and natural disasters continued. Eager to change the status quo, the Son of Heaven united with the ministers of the court and China to formulate a series of regulations.

Imperial Decree: The land law changed the original well field system, made the best use of the land, urged the people to develop the wasteland, and the income belonged to the individual. This is the iron policy of the Son of Heaven in order to solve the problem of the displaced people. As soon as this policy was promulgated, not only did the major cities explicitly prohibit the people from entering and leaving, but also sent officers and soldiers to supervise the development of fertile land. This is also one of the reasons why it is so difficult for Lin Ziyun to enter Chang'an City.

The Law of Military Officers rewards rewards and officers and soldiers with military merits. The Recruiting Virtue Law stipulates that families with scholars in their families can get ten acres of farmland, and the state encourages literature. Of course, there are also laws and regulations on the rule of law, local methods, etc., which punish prisoners of war and prisoners in prison, as well as the planning of national and regional hierarchies, states, prefectures, cities, counties, towns, villages, and so on......

Of course, there was the last one, which was almost a decree that touched the interests of the relatives and princes of the Manchu Dynasty.

The princely law, the abolition of the hereditary system, only three generations, according to the size of the military industry to grant the field house, knighthood. The proceeds of the aristocracy were used to encourage agricultural production and army building.

The promulgation of this series of decrees is nothing more than to reward ploughing warfare and encourage the military industry. Those who have built a military industry and produced food, and those who have a lot of cloth can take more fertile land resources, and so on.

However, the promulgation of the princely law did harm the interests of many hereditary nobles, including Zhao Qin.

The eastern earth, the human world. Immortals are separated, and if mortals want to enter the cultivation realm, they need to find a space node. If you can't find the space node, you can't break through the boundary wall and step into the cultivation realm unless you have cultivated to the Feather Realm.

In the eyes of mortals, they prefer to refer to this area as the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun rather than the Eastern Soil. There are about 100 large and small countries in the secular world, the small ones are just a small land, and the big ones are like the Qin State, which encompasses the fertile land of the three continents.

On the huge land of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, there is a long river that runs through the entire land, and the Yanyun River, known as the mother river, is from west to east for I don't know how many thousands of miles, like a giant dragon winding and entrenched.

A few years ago, Qin extinguished Yang, Chu, and Han, and established their position in Northern Yan. There were more than a dozen large and small countries attached to Qin, and they paid tribute every year, and Great Qin also sent envoys to the countries in a strategic and political sense.

The young emperor of the Qin State was familiar with the scriptures and reused the talents. Before dawn, many courtiers gathered in the Jinluan Palace.

"The emperor has arrived at ......," the eunuch shouted sharply at the top of his voice.

"Long live my emperor......"

"Hmph...... What a guts. The emperor, who was wearing a crown and an embroidered gold dragon stepping on the auspicious cloud emperor robe, slapped the dragon chair heavily.

The ministers were terrified, and nearly a hundred ministers below knelt on the ground, not daring to make any moves.

"Leaving the country......

"The minister is here!"

"I ask you, whose country is this?" Although the young Li Long is not very old, he has been on the throne for ten years. The gaze as sharp as a sword blade made the Duke of Liguo, who was wearing a purple python robe, feel a thrill all over his body.

"Nature is Your Majesty's country. Liguo Gong gritted his teeth and said, but he didn't dare to look at Shengyan.

"What a good country for me, let me ask you, the world of widows, what do you live in, eat, and fill your pockets?

No one dared to speak out, and the sound of falling needles could be heard in the main hall.

"Your Majesty, give good land to the people, and reward the world to the officials, this is the grand event of all saints, the foundation of a hundred generations. It's just that some people use the good land for their own use, and the cloth officials are in the shadow of their relatives, and they get thousands of dollars. Although Your Majesty is magnificent, and he implements all the graceful orders, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it, and he will not be able to get through......" An old man wearing a crown robe and embroidered cranes took a step forward and said to Li Long.

"Yao Xianggong, I also have a question for you. Li Long's slender fingers tapped on the dragon chair and said with a calm face.

"Your Majesty, the minister has already handed over the real estate with the tall man of Jingyun Division yesterday, and the population is ......," Yao Bi, who was the minister of politics and law, hurriedly spoke.

Before he finished speaking, Li Long waved his hand and interrupted. Yao Bi still wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw Li Long, who was sitting on the holy seat, staring at him with a displeased face, and his mouth was half open, but he didn't dare to say a word after all.

"Xianggong, how much property does your family have?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister's parents died early, and there is a stupid younger brother. There are a total of 300 acres of fertile land, six long-term workers, 10 cattle and sheep, and ...... chickens and ducks."

Ha ha...... Before the words were finished, the Chinese martial arts officials of the palace were all snickering.

Rao is Li Long, listening to the ministers he reuses like an old man in the market reading cattle and sheep, he can't help but be stunned. His long, narrow and deep eyes were fixed on Yao Bi, the political minister born in the first place, as if they had met him on the first day.

Holding the blue and white porcelain bowl with his fingers and shaking the tea inside, Li Long really didn't want to listen to it.

"Alright...... Messire. I didn't ask you to count the stars, you don't have to be nervous. Do you know Sima Xianggong well, do you know how much grain land his family has?"

"This, the minister doesn't know!" Yao Bi is full of Qi cultivation and kung fu cultivation. As if nothing had happened, he looked at the young emperor and smiled slightly.

"Sima Xianggong, say it yourself. Li Long shook his head, sighed, and looked at an old man with half-white hair and short beard and long ears.

"Your Majesty, there is only one old servant in the courtier's family, and he has an old horse. The minister's body is old, and the farmland in his hometown has long been passed to an old farmer in the village. Sima Ryan said with a bent hand.

"The wind of the public, the breeze and the bright moon, are worthy of being called holy. Li Long did not hesitate to admire.

"The minister only seeks the sacred heart of heaven and earth, and what I have learned will help the world. Your Majesty's decree is the door to prosperity. The people of the world have returned to their hearts, thousands of students have been favored, and millions of officers and soldiers have been revitalized. This is the foundation of peace, the heroic chapter of the prosperous age. ”

"And then...... I'm afraid that this move will harm the interests of some people. Leaving the country, are you right?" the emperor changed his words and stared at the old man who was kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty......"

"Leaving the country, I don't need to say much if I know you. I see that you are already old, but I am afraid that you will not be well and I will not be able to sleep at night, and I know that you are interested in writing a book. I'm ready, I don't need to go to the morning tomorrow, I will go to Lizhou to pick a place on a certain day, and I will order someone to choose a courtyard house for you. ”

"Your Majesty, ...... minister" Hearing this, the Duke of Liguo had already seen that the young emperor's words could not be vetoed, and this was to let him unload his armor and return to the field.

When the military officials under the seat saw the tragic situation of leaving the country, they all died and were sad, and they did not dare to speak, and they were as stunned as wooden chickens.

"Yao Xianggong, I heard that a few days ago, the Jingyun Division investigated a rich man named Yao Lin, have you heard?" Li Long's eyes were like needles, looking at Yao Bi.

The ruling minister of the current dynasty was startled when he heard the word "Yao Lin". He fell to his knees with a puff, "Your Majesty, the old minister doesn't recognize this person, could it be that someone framed me?"

"Hmph, Lord Yao. Since you don't know this person, how do you know that someone wants to frame you?" but Sima Rui'an on the side said coldly.

"Alright, alright. The two ministers, there is no need to argue about this, not to mention that Yao Lin refused to pay taxes, and also collided with the law enforcement officer of Jingyun Division, I have asked people to confiscate him all over the house to set an example. Li Long said slightly.

Hearing this, Yao Bi almost fainted on the spot, but fortunately he was gently supported by Sima Ruian beside him, and barely fell down. glanced at this political enemy of his life, Yao Bi felt a lot.