Chapter 54: Once a Son of Heaven

On October 28, Sharan became emperor, changed the Yuan to heaven, promoted the ministers, and granted amnesty to the world. For a time, more than 60 officials who were in the government and the opposition were dismissed, or dismissed as concubines, or exiled to the frontier, and the people all applauded.

Xia Lang even opened a warehouse for disaster relief, and personally issued an order for provincial officials to personally supervise and distribute disaster relief materials to the victims in person.

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On the upper floor of Xunyang, Jiangzhou, Xia Xuehan stood by the window, watching the thick clouds in the sky, the wind on the river, the waves were turbulent, and the boats were rising and falling on the river. There is a vermilion table by the front door of the building, and there are five big characters on the two white powder walls on the column, each with five big characters, which reads: "There is no wine in the world, and there is a famous building in the world." There is a plaque outside the carved eaves, on which there are three words of "Xunyang Building" in the big book of Su Dongpo, a scholar of the former dynasty.

Feng Qiwu held a glass wine bottle and presented it to Xia Xuehan, and said: "It is said that the wine of Xunyang Tower is incomparable in the world, the building of Xunyang Tower is unparalleled in the world, and the river view of Xunyang Tower is hard to find. I came to Xunyang Tower today, how could I not drink. ”

Xia Xuehan took the wine bottle and tasted it lightly, only to feel that the wine was fragrant and crisp, not as spicy as the northern spirits, and not as soft as the Jiangnan wine.

"Good wine!"

Xia Xuehan is also considered to be noble, and he has drunk countless wines, such as the wine of Persia in the Western Regions, the Feitian Moutai cellared in Yunnan, Guizhou and Guizhou for three hundred years, the bamboo leaf green of the Drunken Immortal Building in Chang'an, and the immortal brew of the Tengwang Pavilion in Poyang...... Over the years, he has drunk countless famous wines, and this wine can make him praise a good wine.

"This wine is called forgetting worries on the other side!" Feng Qiwu stood behind him, looking at the sky and the choppy river that was about to be crushed by black clouds.

Xia Xuehan turned around and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the inscriptions of many ancestors on the white powder wall, so as to express the pride in his heart from the Xunyang Riverview. One of the poems, "Xijiangyue", attracted his eyes, and he saw that the poem read: "I have studied history since I was a child, and I have the power to plan when I grow up." Just like a tiger lying on a barren hill, lurking minions to endure. Unfortunately, the cheeks of the stabbing are worthy of being in Jiangzhou. If he has revenge, blood stains the mouth of the Xunyang River. "The pen is strong, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, just look at this calligraphy to know that the subject has a sky-high pride, a passion.

"Good words!" Xia Xuehan stroked his palms and praised, "Although the subject is wearing a sinful body and thorns with distant places, but such pride is embarrassing for my generation!" walked forward, dipped in thick ink, and wrote on the white powder wall next to the poem: "Morning song and night talk twilight smoke, and get drunk to the sky." Who is the master of the country is not my will, walking in the red dust and this immortal. ”

Words are like a dragon in the sea, arrogant and free, in one go, after writing the pen on the ground, pick up the wine bottle and drink it all, no matter how the future generations will comment.

"Xia Lang has ascended the throne, you don't go back to Chang'an, but you travel around the world, aren't you afraid to give people a handle?" Feng Qiwu said.

"If I go back now, I will fall into his way, and maybe he will get rid of me as corruption!"

"Then you will wander the rivers and lakes for the rest of your life and not go back?"

"He'd come to me, and if he had asked me to go back, it wouldn't have been the same thing. Behind this calm, a violent storm brewing is unimaginable, and what should come will come after all!" The turbid waves on the river surface emptied, and the waves crashed against the embankment, as if they were about to break through the shackles and go all the way to the end of the world.

"Are you so sure he's going to invite you?"

"Seven killings, breaking the army, and greedy wolves, it is said that they are competing for the world, but in fact, they are three-legged, checking and balancing each other, and no matter which side becomes stronger, it will be suppressed by the other two. Now that Xia Lang is the emperor of the sky, I am hidden in the rivers and lakes, how can the other party sit idly by? As long as the other party moves, Xia Lang will definitely summon me to use my strength to fight, and he will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. The river wind howled, rolling up the long hair of Xia Xuehan's sideburns.

"The mountain rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings, this is really true!" Feng Qiwu turned around, sat down in front of the desk and took out the guqin, listening to the wind and rain of the river, no matter whether it could be heard under the thunder, a song of rain broke the south of the Yangtze River.

As the first raindrops fell on the river, the water splashed, and the water in the sky poured down as if it had burst an embankment. Xia Xuehan closed his eyes, quietly listening to the song of the earthly sound, and realized a thunderous soul.

Thousands of miles away in the Liao capital of Shangjing, Emperor Yuanzong was worried about a recital, and the personal eunuch watched the emperor stare at the recital for half an hour, and his face became more and more solemn, and he was confused. Since Emperor Yuanzong ascended the throne, he has always been vigorous and resolute, and nothing has made him so anxious.

"I don't know what makes the emperor so anxious, everything is forgiving, Your Majesty puts the dragon body first!" Lu Zhao has served Emperor Yuanzong for more than ten years, taking care of Emperor Yuanzong's diet and daily life on weekdays, and doing things cautiously.

"Emperor Chongming of Great Xia died, and the crown prince Xia Lang ascended the throne, and there were those in the court who persuaded me to show good, and some persuaded me to take advantage of the unstable foundation to send troops south. I hesitated for a moment!" Emperor Yuanzong finally put down the twist and turn, and took a sip of fragrant tea.

"What does General Yun mean?" Lu Zhao asked tentatively.

He kept silent about the matter, and he was sick at home for the past few days, and did not come to the morning court. Emperor Yuanzong sighed and said.

"The old slave has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. Although Lu Zhao said this, he still leaned forward.

"Say it!" Emperor Yuanzong rubbed his forehead impatiently, he was a northern man with a fiery personality, and he couldn't see others grinding and talking.

"Actually, it's not difficult to say this, it depends on the emperor's heart. ”

"Oh? Emperor Yuanzong suddenly came to his senses and looked back at Lu Zhao.

"It depends on whether the emperor wants to be a peaceful king who makes the people live and work in peace and contentment, or whether he wants to be a troubled overlord who dominates the world. ”

Emperor Yuanzong was stunned when he heard this, he didn't think about these words, but he felt very far away in the past, and he didn't want to make a decision now.

"My Liao country is located in the north, the land is barren, the climate is harsh, and the people mostly rely on nomadism for a living. If you possess the Central Plains, you can use the fertile land to cultivate, and only then can the people really live and work in peace and contentment. Emperor Yuanzong thought about it for a long time before he said slowly.

Lu Zhao let out a sigh of relief and said, "Since the emperor has made a decision, he should send troops as soon as possible, you must know that there is still a Xia Xuehan in the Xia Kingdom." And although that Sharon was not obvious in the past, but now that he is on the throne, his means of governing the country and the world should not be underestimated, if it is delayed for a long time, I am afraid that Sharon will become the climate, and it will be difficult to move him again. ”

Emperor Yuanzong nodded and said, "You are right, tomorrow morning, I will be summoned and march south." But who is the best handsome?"

"Generalissimo of Soldiers and Horses, Wang Yunyifan of Pingnan. ”

But he didn't say anything about it. ”

Lu Zhao picked up the tea that the emperor put down, handed it to Emperor Yuanzong, and said, "Your Majesty, you also know that if he stands in line, the Emperor will inevitably favor that side." General Yun is a smart man and a person who understands the current situation, no matter what decision the emperor makes, he is always with the emperor. ”

The emperor took the tea handed by Lu Zhao, waved his hand at him, and told him to step down. Yun Yifan is like a wolf poison flower in the desert, he can use it to kill enemies if used properly, but more often than not, he often hurts himself. Is this person really something he can control, and is this person really willing to be subservient?

Lu Zhao gave a salute and slowly retreated. Suddenly, the emperor suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there any news of Meng'er?"

"Back to the emperor, not yet!" The old slave continued to send people to inquire. Lu Zhao replied tremblingly.

"Forget it, it's been almost two months, if she wants to hide, no one can find her, she knows everything we need to find someone. ”

"Will the princess be in any danger?"

"Her martial arts, in the world, can hurt her no more than a hand, think of those old monsters will not find a little girl unlucky. Emperor Yuanzong leaned on the dragon chair, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and Lu Zhao also retreated with interest.

Xia Xuehan would never know that there was a woman in white who had traveled all over the country in the past two months, just to find him in the vast sea of people.

If you don't meet in life, she is still her, you are still you, but you missed the most gorgeous adventure in life. The two people in white are like immortals walking through the rolling red dust, but they always miss each other.

When people in the world mention Chang'an, they will inevitably think of Luoyang, Luoyang has always been the land of emperors, the dragon is full of energy, there are many prosperous dynasties built here, the famous buildings and ancient temples in the city, and there are countless palaces and pavilions.

A girl dressed in white is walking alone on the bustling streets of Luoyang, and her face has attracted the attention of countless people. All the way, time seemed to stand still, and she was staring blankly at this incredibly beautiful girl. I just feel that if I can make her smile, or even let her take a look, there will be no regrets about breaking my bones.

"I don't have money and I still want to eat steamed buns, give me a hard beating!"

A loud shout interrupted the fantasies of countless people, and people couldn't help but secretly curse which bastard was so incomprehensible, what if this fairy was shocked?

I saw the shopkeeper of an inn beckoning the man to throw out a man in rags, pointing at the man and scolding. The man was dressed in dirty clothes, and he could not see the original color and style, and he was wearing a disheveled head, and in his arms he was holding an object wrapped in rags, which could be vaguely seen from the shape of a sword, and his left thumb was broken at the root, and the wound had scabbed.

"Something in your arms, take it out to pay off the debt!" the innkeeper pointed at the man, beckoning the man to snatch it.

The dirty man got up and ran with his things in his hands, perhaps because he hadn't eaten for days, and his steps were staggering, and a few men chased after him in a few steps, pulled him over, and punched and kicked him on the ground. The man didn't say a word, just curled up on the ground with the sword in his arms.

"Good boy, I want to see how hard your bones are!" a fat man lifted the man, shouted, and threw him to the ground, only to hear a few soft clicks, and the man finally screamed, thinking that the bones were broken.

Another man reached out, grabbed the sword in the man's hand, and pulled desperately to snatch it. "No, you can't take it. The dirty man was also a little hard, and he was not frightened at all in the face of several fierce and vicious men, and he stubbornly protected the sword in his hand.

"Lao Tzu depends on how long you can be tough!" A man swung his fist at his temple, if this punch was real, he would lose half his life if he didn't die.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a white silk wrapped around the man's wrist, only to see the white silk shake, and the nearly two hundred pounds of the man was taken to fly, "Bang!" A muffled sound, the man fell the ground a foot away, and he couldn't get up again.

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