The second volume of fission is the spring color of Baqiao

The news of Yang Liang's surrender reached Daxing Palace at dusk, which made Yang Ying's heart flutter, and he specially drank a few glasses of his favorite Gaochang wine, slightly drunk and full of interest.

Tonight, for the first time, he didn't deal with the government affairs, but read a book in the Ziwei Hall of the Inner Palace to relax for a while.

Ziwei Hall is the place where Yang Ying deals with government affairs in the inner palace, that is, his inner study, sometimes he will meet ministers here, he wears a light yellow wide-body Zen robe, wears a black gauze square hat, and ties iron ornaments around his waist, sits on the couch and concentrates on reading books, and on the imperial case in front of him, there is a historical record and a Han book.

Yang Ying likes to read history, since he was a child, he read history books, so that he knows the rise and fall of the dynasty well, he admired the people most in his life is the first emperor of Qin and the Wu Emperor of the Han Dynasty, admired Qin Shi Huang to unify the six countries, with the power of the whole country to build the Great Wall and Qin Zhidao, this kind of handwriting and courage made him fascinated.

And Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty opened up the territory and expanded the territory, attacked the Xiongnu Dawan, Weijia Hainai, and left outstanding martial arts in the long river of history, which also made Yang Ying yearn for it, as early as when he was the prince, he was thinking about his future cultural and martial arts, and he also wanted to let himself leave a brilliant mark in history.

At this time, his wife Xiao walked into his study with a bowl of ginseng tea, at this time Xiao was still the crown princess, and had not yet been canonized as the queen, not only the queen had not been established, the prince had not been determined, and even the year name was still four years of Renshou, Xiao knew that although her husband had ascended the throne, he still had a large number of follow-up matters that had not been dealt with, first of all, the first emperor had not been buried, the temple number had not been decided, and now there was no time to consider the queen and the prince, which Xiao fully understood her husband.

"Your Majesty, it's rare to relax tonight... Just rest early!"

Xiao Shi put the ginseng tea on the table, and said with a smile: "Guo Liangdi is eight months pregnant, you should go to see her, I hope she will give birth to the emperor for Your Majesty." ”

Yang Ying held his wife's white hand and smiled, "I hope you will give me a few more dragons." ”

Shaw's face flushed... Leaning on her husband, she said quietly: "The concubine thinks about it, but the concubine is already a grandmother, where can she be reborn? ”

Yang Ying sighed slightly and said: "I am a person who wants to do great things, I don't want to be too indulged in women, and I don't want to be said by future generations that I am absurd and shameless... My father and emperor only respect their mothers in their lives, so that they can create Tianwu Jiangshan, I already have two sons and a daughter, and Guo Liangdi is pregnant for eight months, and there are many grandchildren, enough, there is no need to take more concubines. ”

Xiao Shi's heart was moved, and there was an indescribable happiness... They have been married for more than 20 years, and the relationship between husband and wife has always been deep in kindness and righteousness, and two sons and a daughter were born to her... At the beginning, Yang Jun's henchmen said in front of his father that his husband was ridiculous, and his father refuted him with one sentence, "If my son is ridiculous, why do I only have two sons and one daughter, and they are all born to my wife?", which made the informant speechless.

But Xiao is still a little worried, after all, her husband is the emperor, and the emperor's thin heirs will make the society unstable, and she can't escape the blame.

"Your Majesty is the king of a country, how can you only have two sons and one daughter... King Fangling also has ten sons and four daughters, His Majesty's heirs are thin, and his concubines have had!"

King Fangling is the former prince Yang Jun, mentioning him, Yang Ying felt a little uncomfortable, so he said lightly: "King Fangling is too female... Indulged in lust, he was a prince at the beginning, debauched and unrestrained, such a person could not support the Tianwu Dynasty. ”

Xiao didn't care too much about Yang Jun, it had nothing to do with her, she was more concerned about her two sons, she came to see her husband today, and while persuading him to take a concubine, she also wanted to talk to her husband about Lidong Palace.

One of the two sons is to be made the crown prince, from her original intention, it should be the heir, but Zhao'er is too obese, sickly, not longevity, and the second son is heroic and handsome, quite similar to his father, and he may also be a good choice, both are her sons, no matter who is appointed as the East Palace, she supports it, and more importantly, she saw her husband working day and night on state affairs, Zhao'er's body, can he bear it?

"Your Majesty, do you have any thoughts on Lidong Palace?"

Yang Ying knows what his wife means, in fact, he has been hesitant about this matter, as the emperor, Zhao'er does not have the appearance of dragon martial arts, his appearance is not good, and his body is difficult to cope with heavy state affairs, which is also something that Yang Ying is very worried about, although Yang Ying himself is the second son, but it does not mean that he himself does not attach importance to the eldest son, he attaches great importance to the eldest son, if the eldest son has a better appearance and a better body, he will never consider the second son, and the eldest son's character is better than the second son, although the son is handsome and martial, but his bad conduct, Yang Ying has also heard of it.

Yang Ying sighed, "Let's put this matter aside for a while! When I build the New Year next year, I will decide on the East Palace together." ”

It's late August, and there are still four months to go, so you should be able to think about it.

At this time, a eunuch reported at the door, "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang Qiu has arrived." ”

Yang Ying nodded, "Please let him in!"

Xiao Shi got up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty wants to see Zhang Qiu, and the concubine will retire first." ”

"Alright then, I'll rest later. ”

Xiao retreated, and after a while, the eunuch led a man in his forties into the inner study room, the man was dressed in a black robe, wearing a Taoist crown, a white beard, and his face was full of energy, quite a bit of a fairy.

At the beginning of the year, Emperor Yang Xiong wanted to go to Renshou Palace to escape the summer, Zhang Qiu Taiyi tried his best to stop him, Yang Xiong did not listen, and Zhang Qiu Taiyi said, "Your Majesty is going, and you will not come back." , As a result, Yang Xiong was furious and sent him to prison Finally, Yang Xiong ordered Yang Ying to release Zhang Qiu Taiyi before he died, and Zhang Qiu Taiyi was also valued by Yang Ying, Yang Ying waited for him today, because he wanted to hear his opinion on an important matter.

Zhang Qiu Taiyi walked into the main hall quickly, bowed and saluted, "Minister Zhang Qiu Taiyi see Your Majesty!"

"Sir, please take a seat!"

Zhang Qiu Taiyi's identity is detached, he is a court warlock, not a court minister, Yang Ying respects him a lot, Zhang Qiu Taiyi does not postpone, he sat down on a couch, bowed and smiled: "The minister has taken a fortune for His Majesty, as His Majesty said, the capital must be moved to Luoyang." ”

Yang Ying perked up and hurriedly asked, "What is the basis?"

"Actually, it's very simple, Your Majesty belongs to the wood life, and Yongzhou is the Chong of Kemu... It is not possible to live for a long time, and the proverb is also cloudy, 'Repair Luoyang and return to the Jin family, Your Majesty was the king of Jin in the past... This proverb is obviously aimed at His Majesty, and it must not be ignored. ”

Yang Ying thought so, this statement was very good, and he could handle it, he asked a few more words, Zhang Qiu Taiyi took out a copy of the document and handed it to Yang Ying, and then retreated.

Yang Ying flipped through the papers... Throw it on the table casually, in fact, he doesn't care much about this article, whether it is divination or proverbs, it is just his excuse, and he moved the capital more meaningfully.

Yang Ying walked to the window with her hands behind her back, looking at the dark night outside, with a lot of thoughts in her heart... As his father said to him before his death, the Guanlong military aristocratic group is the number one cancer of the Tianwu Dynasty, if you don't cut it off... Sooner or later, the Tianwu Dynasty will die in its hands, but the Guanlong nobles are too powerful to be cut off at one time, they must be cut off slowly, step by step, the bottom of the kettle is the most effective move, move the capital to Luoyang, so that the Guanlong nobles lose their foundation, this matter is sooner rather than later, now to quell the rebellion of Yang Liang... He had a perfect excuse.

Tomorrow's court meeting will discuss the issue of Yang Liang's disposal, and the issue of moving the capital can be discussed later.

Yang Ying also knew that moving the capital to Luoyang would inevitably be strongly opposed, especially the Guanlong aristocratic group, which was related to their vital interests, and they didn't have to think about it to know their attitude... However, if he wants to bring it up anyway, he should try it first.

The light shone on Yang Ying's slender cheeks, his eyes flashed with perseverance and expectation, and at this moment, Yang Ying made up his mind to move the capital.

It's late August, and the autumn mood is getting stronger, and the red leaves in the Baqiao area are already red, mixed with dark green pine branches and yellowing plane leaves, dyeing both sides of the official road into a colorful picture.

Among the eight views of the capital, Baqiao is famous for its wind and snow, but the strong autumn mood is as moving, so that people will have more autumn feelings.

At noon, the autumn fog had completely dissipated, and there was a hint of late autumn coolness in the air, and the sky began to fall with a drizzle, and the drizzle fell on the face, and the coolness seeped into the bones, and began to become a little cold.

Two people on horseback slowly walked on the official road in the distance, the scenery on both sides of the official road was picturesque, but they had no mind, the two were Yang Yuanba and Su Lie, they had changed out of their military uniforms and wore ordinary cloth robes, if they were not armed with weapons, they were no different from ordinary tourists.

Although Yang Liang surrendered, there were still a lot of aftermath to deal with, Yang Chudao stayed in Taiyuan Mansion to deal with the aftermath, Yang Yuanba had nothing to do, he and Su Lie returned to Beijing first.

"Su Lie, have you really thought about it?"

Su Lie decided to leave the army and go home, and Yang Yuanba didn't stop him too much, after all, Su Lie's military registration had not yet been reported to the military department, and he was not considered a deserter when he quit the army at this time, but Yang Yuanba still wanted him to stay in the army.

"Yuanba, don't persuade me anymore, I've already decided. ”

Su Lie's attitude was very resolute, he was even anxious, he wanted to rush home to practice martial arts, on the battlefield, he almost died at the hands of Wang Ba, but Wang Ba was in the hands of Yang Yuanba, and he was stabbed to death in one face, which set off the huge gap between him and Yang Yuanba, which made Su Lie deeply stimulated.

Although he can ask Yang Yuanba for martial arts, he has always been arrogant, and he is never willing to ask Yang Yuanba for advice, he has to rely on his own hard work to improve his martial arts.

They had already reached the fork in the road, and Su Lie bowed his hand to Yang Yuanba, "Yuanba, then I'll go first, I won't flash in the past two or three years, if there is anything, you can come to the house to find me." ”

Yang Yuanba nodded, and solemnly bowed his hand to Su Liexiang: "Brother Xian, take care of yourself, we will have a date later!"

"Yuanba, there will be a period later!"

Su Lie whipped his horse violently and galloped towards the other, gradually, his figure disappeared into the drizzle, Yang Yuanba sighed slightly, in fact, Su Lie's martial arts are good, but he lacks combat experience, he should exercise more in the army is the right way, but unfortunately Su Lie can't listen to his advice.

"This little brother, is there any shelter from the rain nearby?" someone next to him asked him.

Yang Yuanba turned around, only to see a middle-aged man about forty years old asking him with a smile, seeing that he should be dressed as a housekeeper, his accent is not like that of the people of Beijing, he should be from Hedong.

Not far behind him was a gorgeous carriage parked, flanked by seven or eight horseback guards, and there seemed to be a woman sitting in the carriage.

Yang Yuanba said apologetically: "I'm not familiar with this area, and I don't know." ”

"It's okay, let's go to the front and ask again, thank you little brother. ”

The middle-aged man arched his hand to him, and the carriage started to go, and at this time, Yang Yuanba suddenly saw the curtain of the car lift a corner, revealing a pair of bright big eyes, which actually flashed with a jewel-like look. !。