Chapter 17 Understatement

Style: Historical Author: Liu HaoyuanWords: 2124Update Time: 24/01/12 05:53:20
In the evening, the weather that has been dull for several days seems to be turning around today. Muffled thunder gathered quietly over Dai County at this time, and arcs of light flashed from time to time on the horizon, suddenly crossing the gray night sky and illuminating the earth as bright as day.

The sun had already set on the mountaintop at some point, and the interior of the palace seemed a little dark.

The waiter who had been waiting outside the hall got Cao Ji's permission, went inside, lit the candle, and then quietly retreated.

In the main hall, Zhao Yong stood up and bowed deeply to Fei Yi in front of him. This bow also completely strengthened Zhao Yong's determination to reform. Just like Fei Yi said to him, the only way to strengthen Zhao's country now is to strengthen its army.

Upon seeing this, Fei Yi hurriedly stood up and saluted Zhao Yong Jishou solemnly.

"Besides, this is the bamboo slip that Wu Guang presented yesterday." Zhao Yong then took the bamboo slip that had been placed aside from the table and handed it to Fei Yi.

Zhao Yong has read the content in advance, and it is nothing more than a plea for resignation due to illness.

As the saying goes, once an emperor is like a courtier, Wu Guang is not stupid. He, the acting county magistrate, was appointed by the late emperor. He had great power and commanded tens of thousands of border troops in the area. Coupled with Zhao's long-standing 'tradition', he could even control the armies of several surrounding counties in special circumstances.

At the beginning of Zhao Yong's accession to the throne, Suhou's brother Anpingjun Zhao Cheng met him once, and it was obvious what he wanted. Wu Guang thought that Zhao Guoguo would change the plan to bury the Five Kingdoms, but unexpectedly, it was resolved by Zhao Yong in an understatement.

At this time, Wu Guang still couldn't see clearly the state of Zhao.

Greeting him outside the city and riding his horse on his knees. Although these things were Wu Guang's duties as a minister, they also meant his surrender to Zhao Yong.

"I think that General Wu Guang has been guarding the border for our Zhao country for many years and has done a lot of hard work, so he can be reassigned as the Commander of Handan!" Fei Yi replied immediately after reading the message on the slip.

Fei Yi naturally understood the meaning of Wu Guang's letter. But Feiyi's move was also a matter of seconds. He was changed to Handan Ling. The apparent promotion meant that the king accepted your surrender.

"Good! Who should be appointed as the new county magistrate? Master Fei can recommend someone to me." Zhao Yong glanced at Fei Yi.

"I don't dare. This matter should be decided by the monarch." Fei Yi replied truthfully.

Zhao Yong looked at his expression and was silent for a moment.

"I want to use Lou Huan as my general and control the land. What do you think, Master Fei?" Zhao Yong said slowly.

"Lou Huan studied under a famous teacher and has been on the battlefield all year round. He is a rare general. The Lou family is from the Zhao family, and he is extremely loyal to the Zhao country. For Lou Huan to hold this important position, the king is wise!" Fei Yi analyzed seriously.

A great change that is about to sweep across the entire land of China, a century-old rise and fall related to the two major families, was decided in the two people's understatement.



Zhao Yong personally sent Fei Yi out of the palace, and ordered the palace guards to drive a carriage to take Fei Yi back to the mansion.

He stood on the high steps of the palace and remembered what Fei Yi said to him before leaving: "The king must not indulge in women too much, and he must also pay attention to his body..."

Zhao Yong felt aggrieved in his heart, and he didn't know who spread the rumors.

"Pang Nuan, what kind of person do you think I am?" Zhao Yong stared into the distance and suddenly asked Pang Nuan behind him.

? ? ? Pang Nuan, who was originally solemn, suddenly looked confused. He didn't know why the monarch would ask this. But he still replied truthfully: "The king is a benevolent king in the hearts of his subjects, and he is considerate..."

"Forget it. You go and ride the horse over, and follow me out of the palace." Zhao Yong interrupted Pang Nuan before he could finish.

"Remember, as usual, the guards will accompany you secretly, so go!"

"Here." Pang Nuan replied with an aggrieved look.



A dusty carriage quietly passed around the palace wall of the inner city and drove slowly towards the outer city.

The carriage shook a little, and Zhao Yong heard creaking noises from time to time. As the car continued to drive, bursts of noisy people gradually came from outside the car.

There were the cries of vendors, the shouts of pedestrians, and the laughter of children.

Zhao Yong couldn't help but lift the side curtain of the car window and look out of the car.

I saw that the streets at this time were crowded with people, and the cars were busy. Vendors wandered among the crowds selling their goods, and the women wandering around showed their faces and smiled coquettishly without any hesitation.

They have different clothes and different expressions. It looks like people of different races are gathering here.

Dai County is the political center of Northland and also a commercial metropolis. This can be said to be the most lively city in the entire north. It is not difficult to see whether it is the camel and horse trading goods of the Hu barbarians, the local specialties of the Yan Kingdom in Liaodong, or even the unique brocade cloth of Bashu.

At this time, the carriage suddenly passed the door of a shop.

Zhao Yong hurriedly said to Pang Nuan outside the carriage: "Find a place to park."

"Here" Pang Nuan replied.

The carriage traveled west, passed an intersection, and then turned into a small alley.

Zhao Yong got off the carriage and walked back to the door of the shop he passed just now. It turned out that this was a shop specializing in Sichuan cloth.

Zhao Yong wiped off the yellow mud that had just stained his boots on the steps of the store, and then walked in.

The shop is not big, and it is evening, so the inside of the house looks a bit gloomy. There is a screen directly in front of the door, with pictures of Jinshan and Xiushui painted on it.

"Sir, I'm here at the shop. What can I do for you?" When the boy at the door saw Zhao Yong and Zhao Yong approaching, he immediately came to greet them.

The young man is also a person who observes words and expressions. When he saw the two of them dressed in luxurious clothes, he knew in his heart that their identities were unusual.

"My young master wants to buy ten pieces of high-quality Shu brocade. Do you have any here?" Pang Nuan said from behind Zhao Yong.

Ten horses? Young Master? Great patron. Although their store was run by government officials and relied on the royal family of the Shu Kingdom, it was rare for people to spend such a large amount of money. I don’t know which country he is from. The boy couldn't help but think secretly.

"Yes, the new model just shipped from Shu Kingdom a year ago is currently being stored in the warehouse. Master, go to the back hall to rest for a while. Let the servant bring it over for you to have a look." The boy replied.

After saying that, he led the two of them towards the back of the screen.

When Zhao Yong left the palace this time, he originally planned to relax and see what the metropolis of this era looked like. He happened to see this shop selling Shu cloth.

You must know that Shu brocade has already become popular in all countries at this time, and the clans and nobles of all countries are proud to wear Shu cloth.

Zhao Yong would not care about these false names. After all, his identity is here. Even if he wears a coarse linen robe, he is still the king of Zhao. Besides, there are a lot of these things in Handan Longtai Palace.

This time he just wanted to buy some in person and give them to Siyue and Meng Rou to make them happy. As a person of later generations, he naturally knows some ways of romance.

"Seller, why haven't the pieces of cloth I asked for been delivered yet?"

At this time, a sharp and crisp sound came from behind Zhao Yong.