From the west of Xin'an, from Mianchi to Tongguan, it is 480 miles. To the north are rivers, with towering peaks reaching into the sky on their banks and deep valleys. Walking all day long in the middle of Kip, there is no square rail riding place, so it is Beikiao Road. The South Xiao Road is smoother and easier to travel than the North Xiao Road. It separates from Shaanzhou and goes south, passing Yanlingguan and Yiyang to Luoyang. The most famous spot on the road is when the old man walks over the wall and the old woman goes out to look. Why are the officials so angry? The woman cried out that there was no need for a stone trench, but for Wei Gui, it was already interesting enough. He blasted the mountains to open up roads and looked for interesting plants or stones.
On the road from Taolin to Shaanzhou, the mountain bombing has been completed. Wei Guizang and Zhang Guo are supervising the widening. The gravel crusher is working day and night, roaring all the way...
... Li Shimin and his ministers, who had just entered Tongguan, first felt that the speed had slowed down a lot. Princess Jinyang and King Jin had been called to Li Shimin's car, and the former was held firmly by Li Shimin, feeling No pain from bumps. Yes, the next thing they felt was the bumps.
The speed of the transition from horse-drawn carriage to ox-cart is barely acceptable. Anyway, I have plenty of time, so I can just enjoy the scenery along the way. I can also write a few more poems to sigh about why the trees are so green, why the water is so clear, and why the stones are so... …The canines and teeth are different from each other, and the road is full of twists and turns.
But...the bumps are too unbearable! Especially several elderly ministers, they were the most intense when discussing the idea of blowing up mountains to open up roads. Some people even took off their boots, shouting that they must be taught a lesson, threatening the ignorant people in the imperial capital, and letting them know what a dangerous situation is!
"Brother Xuancheng, how long do you think they can hold on?" Yang Shidao drank tea leisurely, not caring about the rugged road and the difficulty of walking. He was as comfortable as sitting in his back garden admiring peonies.
Wei Zheng shook his head slightly and said: "Your Majesty should start building roads from Shaanzhou and let them experience the bumpy roads for one more day. I'm afraid it won't be very effective just for one day."
To be called a die-hard, one naturally has an idea so stubborn that even nine oxen can't pull it back. Trying to get them to give up their idea is no easier than building a road to Yizhou. It's a pity that Prince Teng is not here. If he could stun a few of them, things would be much easier to handle.
certain? A certain person is a critic, and they only catch His Majesty to criticize and criticize others... They are not afraid of being called stupid. Their goal is to protect the interests of their respective families, and they also know that they will not be criticized just because a certain person calls them stupid. Lose your current official position. On the contrary, it will give them the opportunity to become famous: as a critic, Wei Gong is not as good as a certain person.
"Prime Minister Yang and Prime Minister Wei, your majesty asked someone to send you a wonderful article, saying that you and your Majesty will enjoy it together." Zhang Ananda knocked on the car window and said softly. "Written by King Teng, it is said that...it was given to Duke Sun."
We can't directly say that we are angry. Prime Minister Wei has been psychologically affected by the attack. Although the relationship with King Teng has eased a lot now, when he fights someone, his combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. It is probably the difference between being reduced from Qianniu Guard Qianniu Preparation to Jinwu Guard Horned Hand.
ps: Qianniu Guard Qianniu is equipped with twelve men, and Jinwu Guard's Horned Hands are six hundred men.
Wei Zheng opened the car window, took the scroll, and said with a warm smile: "Princess Jinyang, are you still used to it?"
It turned out that Prince Teng accompanied him on the trip, telling stories and performing various plays, so the little princess did not feel the pain of the fatigue of the journey. This trip was a process of adaptation for the little princess, a process of adapting to the fact that Prince Teng would go to a fiefdom or serve abroad.
"The princess is being raped by Tang Li, and the complete version of the Ten Rhymes given to her by Prince Teng before leaving." Zhang Anan coughed lightly and said in a lowered voice. "Your Majesty personally explained the allusions."
The corner of Wei Zheng's mouth twitched, not slightly, but clearly. Prince Teng was always so unexpected, and the little princess's feelings for him must be indistinguishable. He asked curiously: "What's behind Lingbei and Jiangdong?"
Zhang Ananda pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The Palace of Clear Summer in the world, the Palace of Vast Cold in the sky... The morning smoke on both sides of the bank is green willows, the spring rain in the garden is red with apricot blossoms... The wind and frost on the temples, the early travelers on the journey... A mist and rain , the man fishing late at night by the stream."
Yang Shidao looked over and asked in surprise: "The wind and frost on the temples are the guests who left early on the journey; the misty rain on the raincoat is the man fishing by the stream late at night?"
This... this is unreasonable, very unreasonable. The farthest place Prince Teng can go is to Luoyang, and he still travels with His Majesty in full gear. Where has he seen any early travelers with weathered temples? He always fishes with red sleeves, making tea and wine, and sometimes even plays music with musicians. It's like going on a spring outing. How can he catch fish late in the misty rain?
"There is still dust lingering in my mind, and I am too lazy to caress the seven-stringed green silk; my temples are covered with frost, and I am ashamed to look at the hundred-refined bronze." Zhang Ananda raised his hand and rubbed his arm, and said softly.
"Uh uh uh... frosty hair on the temples, I'm ashamed to see hundreds of refined bronzes." Wei Zheng stroked his sparse beard and muttered in a low voice. "It's nothing. When I'm about to drink, there are also poems about Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow... Are there any poems about youth and vitality?"
The poems are indeed good poems, but Prince Teng is still young after all, and he always writes these poems with a dejected air. It is easy to break the secular world and seek enlightenment... Whether it is His Majesty, Princess Jinyang, or King Jin, it will be difficult for them to accept it. No. It is beneficial to the royal family to rejoice.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Ananda hurriedly added: "The woman's eyebrows are slender, and a crescent moon appears under her forehead; the man is strong and strong, with a rainbow emitting from his chest."
Although I know that aging is inevitable, I still don't want to admit that aging means that I have to leave His Majesty, leave the palace, go to the manor to watch the sun rise and the moon set, and spend the rest of my life... I seem to have become literate.
"This is the language of young people." Yang Shidao also breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the soft pillow, and said with a smile. "However, the dawn smoke and willow trees on both sides of the bank are green. I am afraid that Prince Teng once took a stroll by the lake in the early morning, which may have aroused the interest of someone who wanted to go to Zhongnan Mountain to find a job and relax for a few days."
After working hard every day, it is inevitable that you will feel tired. After hearing this kind of poem, you want to take a rest. It is normal, and no one has a little selfishness.
……Right?
Wei Zheng took out a wooden box from his sleeve and said with a smile: "Ananda, please give it to Princess Jinyang. Prince Teng said it would be used to relieve her boredom during the journey."
Prince Teng prepared more than one small gift, and it would be nice if someone took out one from time to time, so that everyone would be busy and not miss Chang'an's spicy hot pot too much.
"Wei." Zhang Anan took the wooden box, crossed his hands and saluted, and left back to Li Shimin's driving place... This road is really rough!
"Zuo Jian, when will this road be repaired?" General Lu Chengqing of the Yulin Guards saw Zhang Anan and asked in a low voice. I didn’t want to ask, but after walking for half a day, my subordinates all missed the mysterious road that was extremely smooth even though it was dark and ugly.
Zhang Ananda showed a formulaic smile and said softly: "General Zhonglang, the road ahead is dangerous, so watch your step."
Lu Chengqing looked at the road under his feet. It was indeed uneven. When he raised his head again, he could only see Zhang Ananda's back: "..."
"Dongdongdong..." At this time, there was a knocking sound from Wei Zheng and Yang Shidao's carriage...
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