Although it is the severe winter, the area around the Flame Mountain is as warm as spring. There is a clear river next to the camp that shines brightly in the sunset, like a jade belt that twists and turns into the distance. The grasslands on both sides of the river present a verdant and dark green atmosphere of spring. The flowers in the low grass are blooming beautifully, one after another, in clusters, red like fire, white like snow, yellow like gold, Pink like clouds... swaying in the wind, so beautiful.
Xiao Ying was in a very good mood when she was alone with her husband. She softly hummed a cheerful and sweet tune, stopping to pick beautiful flowers from time to time as she walked. Her pretty face, as clear as jade, and her snow-white spring shirt were illuminated by the gorgeous sunset, emitting a soft and bright halo. She was so beautiful that she looked more like a fairy descending from the earth than a mortal woman. There is elegance and beauty in every move, every frown, and every smile. This is the temperament cultivated by aristocratic daughters in a rich literary and artistic environment for a long time, such as orchids in empty valleys and pear blossoms full of morning dew.
Yang Ji followed the horse behind him, quietly admiring her graceful figure. The spring shirt on her body was thin, and her slender waist and plump hips outlined the undulating curves because she squatted down to pick flowers from time to time. , like a movement with beautiful melody and smooth tune, full of intoxicating fragrance.
Xiao Ying broke off more than a dozen branches of grass and found a soft kudzu vine in the grass. She tore a small part of it and tied the flower branches and grass branches into a bunch. When she finished her work, she realized that she had left the camp unknowingly. She was far away and asked gently: "Mr. Lang, where should we go riding?"
"Just here!" Yang Ji thought for a moment and said, "Ride your little mare first."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Ying's pretty face turned red. Although she was kissed, hugged, touched, and even slept all night by Yang Ji, she was still greeted by the ambiguous "Ride first" "You little mare" was blushing with shame, her heart was beating wildly, and her big watery eyes were full of spring.
"Huh?" Yang Ji was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said with a smile, "I'm talking about your little red horse."
"Aren't they all the same?" Xiao Ying's face turned redder and she said, "Then I'll go up and try."
Yang Ji took the bouquet from her hand, put it on the hook on the back of the Mercedes-Benz, and then said, "Go ahead, ride on it and try it."
The bridle and bridle on the horse's head, the bridle and apricot leaves on the horse's neck, the saddle bridle and stirrups on the horse's back, the mud on the horse's belly, and the apricot leaves on the horse's butt are all the same. Everything is available.
The stirrup is a double-sided stirrup and the saddle is a high-bridge saddle. This existed as early as the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and Yang Ji did not need to invent it at all. With bilateral stirrups and high-bridge saddles, riding horses and fighting on horseback are much simpler. Unlike before the Three Kingdoms, they relied on holding the horse's belly between their legs to maintain balance. Even when fighting, one had to hold the horse's back with one hand and hold the weapon with the other. Fight.
The only drawback is that there are no horseshoes yet, but this problem has been solved by Yang Ji. However, because of his selfishness, the horseshoes, like the flying pigeons and flying eagles, are still kept secret. Currently, they are only equipped with "Mercedes-Benz" and "Shi". Several horses given by Hu Xi of Shu.
Xiao Ying bit her thin lips and nodded lightly. When she saw Yang Ji holding the horse steady, she grabbed the saddle, stepped on the horse stirrups, climbed on the horse's back with all her strength, and after sitting firmly, she said to Yang Ji: "Lang Jun , that’s it.”
"Let's ride together." Yang Ji, like the herdsmen on the grassland, got on the horse without stepping on the stirrups and sat firmly behind Xiao Ying. He clamped the horse's body between his legs and held it tightly with one hand. The thin spring shirt allowed him to feel the elastic skin inside. The faint fragrance exuded by Xiao Ying made him a little intoxicated.
"Master, let's ride together?" Xiao Ying's beautiful eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and her face turned red instantly.
Yang Ji smelled the fragrant aroma and explained seriously: "It is still unknown whether the horse is gentle. I will take you to run a few laps first, and then ride it by yourself after you get used to it."
"Okay, okay!" Although Yang Ji's body was close to her back and one hand was caressing her belly unscrupulously, Xiao Ying felt that what Yang Ji said made sense, and besides, this was her man, so she didn't be opposed to.
Although Yang Ji was reluctant to leave, Xiao Ying was his wife after all, so he was not afraid of not having the chance to be intimate. For safety reasons, he removed his palm from her belly, held the reins, and gently pinched the horse's belly, and the horse trotted away. stand up.
Yang Ji's chest was close to Xiao Ying's back, and he could always feel the changes in her body and mood, and gave timely reminders: "Don't tighten your body, don't sit too hard, raise your hips a little, and try to Relax your body, just like dancing, naturally rising and falling with the rhythm of the horse's back... Yes, yes, that's it... And your eyes, you have to look straight into the distance, and don't always look at the ground, otherwise you will get horse-sick. .”
When Xiao Ying was in Ganzhou, she also learned riding skills from Liu Rumei for a period of time, and she had some foundation.
But it's strange to say that.
No matter how carefully Liu Rumei taught her or led her to ride, her heart could not calm down and her body was as stretched as a log from beginning to end. But Yang Ji was behind her now, her heart felt peaceful like never before, and her body naturally followed Yang Ji's instructions. After walking slowly for a mile or two, she gradually adapted to it and her body completely relaxed.
Yang Ji began to urge the horse to speed up. After walking for a few miles, he handed the reins to her: "Come and hold the reins!"
"Wait a minute!" Xiao Ying saw that the horse had slowed down and was about to adjust her pants.
The trousers of men and women in the Sui Dynasty were all tied at both ends and with wide crotch legs, like long lanterns. Riding on a horse was very comfortable and casual. If you tied the trousers with leggings, your legs would not be exposed. This is thanks to the reform of clothing. King Zhao Wuling, the trousers in the past were all crotchless trousers, and some trousers were just sleeves worn on the calves, called shin clothes. After the reforms of King Wuling of Zhao, crotch trousers were introduced to the Central Plains, and people finally had trousers that could be worn out.
Although her trousers were not exposed now, Xiao Ying felt that her trousers had run into an unspeakable ravine while riding up and down on horseback, which not only made her uncomfortable, but also caused indescribable and unspeakable changes to her body. sense of shame.
Now that the two of them were close to each other, Xiao Ying thought that Yang Ji couldn't see anything in the dark under the lamp, so she didn't care about being shy. When the horse slowed down, she stepped on the stirrups and let her body lean a little. He left the saddle a little bit, grabbed both sides of his pants and pulled hard. After feeling comfortable, he took the reins handed over by Yang Ji.
But as soon as her hands left the saddle, she began to worry that she could not maintain her balance and fall off the horse. At this moment, Yang Ji naturally held her waist and balanced her body.
Xiao Ying bit her lip lightly. She realized that her crooked fiancé must have deliberately used teaching horse riding as an excuse to belittle her. However, the vast and lonely prairie made her feel weak, while her fiancé was broad and strong. His chest and strong arms gave her a solid and steady support, and this feeling of dependence made her reluctant to leave him.
"Start galloping!" Just when Xiao Ying was thinking a lot, Yang Ji suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and the horse galloped out. Xiao Ying was so frightened that she let out a scream, closed her eyes tightly, and only heard the sound in her ears. The wind whistled nearby.
"Madam, don't be afraid, open your eyes!" Yang Ji controlled the horse very smoothly, trying not to let her be bumped.
"I'm afraid!"
"You are the daughter of Emperor Ming of Liang, the concubine of King Wei of the Sui Dynasty, and the mistress of tens of thousands of domestic slaves. How can you be afraid? How can you control so many people in the future with such a little courage?"
Being provoked by Yang Ji, the stubbornness in Xiao Ying's bones and the bloody nature of the emperor's daughter seemed to be aroused. She opened her big almond eyes angrily, and wanted to retaliate in anger. When she saw the scene in the distance, she immediately It turned off.
A magnificent scene appeared in front of her, with endless grassland for thousands of miles. The setting sun and the grassland merged into one color. It was impossible to tell whether the setting sun was bathing in the layer-dyed grassland or the layer-dying grassland was bathing in the setting sun. The setting sun falls on the "Flaming Mountain", as if flames are rising into the sky.
In the front right, Yang Ji's Mercedes-Benz is running at lightning speed. The muscles of its long and strong limbs are ridged, as if they were made of steel and iron bones. The shiny black mane is flying in the sunset, with its dreamlike beauty of strength and speed. , something Xiao Ying had never experienced before. She suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart. She felt like a free pony, enjoying the joy of speed and freedom. Her fear and anger disappeared without a trace in an instant. , laughed happily.
Yang Ji felt the beauty's joy, he laughed loudly, crossed his legs, and accelerated his horse again.
After running for a long time, Xiao Ying, who was cheering, turned around and said loudly to Yang Ji: "Lang Jun, I can do it. I can ride by myself."
"Okay!" Yang Ji knew that when a person's head is racing, he has no sense of fear. As long as he overcomes the hurdle in his heart while the iron is hot, he can act independently in the future. He quickly reined in the reins, stopped the horse, jumped off the horse, and let Xiao Ying try alone.
Xiao Ying sat firmly, then knocked the horse's belly with both feet and shouted softly. The horse rushed out like an arrow from the string. Yang Ji summoned the gallop and jumped on the horse to follow. Although Xiao Ying started first, after all, The poor riding skills, which she considered to be the best, were nothing in Yang Ji's eyes, and he quickly chased them end to end.
The mounts of both of them are Dashi BMWs from Dashi. Not only do they have good endurance, but they can sprint as fast as the wind in short distances.
Xiao Ying ran wildly for a long time, and her mind calmed down from the impulse, but she did not stop. Instead, she carefully adjusted her sitting posture and controlled the horse according to the methods taught to her by Liu Rumei and Yang Ji, as if she and the horse were flying in the air. The horse's hoofs It was like stepping on blades of grass, calm and agile, so that she hardly felt any bumps.
Yang Ji, who was following behind, stared closely at Xiao Ying, and gradually found that her movements of riding astride the saddle were no longer obvious, and she seemed to have mastered the skills of riding.
But Yang Ji found that she could only walk in a straight line and could not make a U-turn, but it didn't matter. As long as she overcame her psychological fear, everything else was easy to learn.
The two of them galloped wildly on the grassland for about half an hour. Xiao Ying seemed to be tired from running. She stared straight ahead and shouted excitedly to Yang Ji next to her: "This horse is too fast." I can’t stop, what should I do now?”
"Don't kick the horse's belly, just tighten the reins slowly." Yang Ji replied loudly.
"Oh, then I understand." Xiao Ying followed suit. The horse was very spiritual, as if it knew its master's thoughts, it slowly stopped.
Seeing that she had stopped, Yang Ji also reined in the horse hard. The horse stopped steadily and motionlessly without raising its hoofs, neighing, or making any gestures. Then he dismounted and helped her turn the horse's head, and galloped back together. When they saw the 'small' camp in the distance, they stopped their horses and walked back.
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The setting sun sets over the "Flaming Mountain", and the afterglow reflects the "Flaming Mountain" in red, and the crimson-red mountain appears in strange and brilliant colors.
The warm and gorgeous colors make people feel like they are in a fairyland. The green grass is reflected in the setting sun and the mountain scenery, as if it is surrounded by rays of light and filled with fairy spirit.
The horses had stopped. Yang Ji found a hill, took out an oilcloth from the horse bag, and sat side by side with Xiao Ying.
Xiao Ying stared at the fairyland-like scenery in trance. At this moment, she forgot about things and me, as if she had merged into the gorgeous sunset.
Infected by her emotions, Yang Ji looked toward the "Flame Mountain" and admired the beautiful evening view of the grassland. Neither of them spoke, just feeling the sunset, the glow, and the mountain.
After a long time, Xiao Yingcai took a long breath and gently snuggled into Yang Ji's arms. Yang Ji naturally reached out and put his arms around Xiao Ying's slender waist. However, no matter whether his evil hand moved up or down, Xiao Ying would quietly grab his hand and put it back on her waist.
At present, Xiao Ying cannot accept further intimacy in the wild. Now she is snuggling up to watch the sunset with Ai Lang, feeling the heat of his palms on her waist as he irons her whole body. She is already intoxicated and sweet. .
"That's enough!" Xiao Ying once again put her evil hand back on her waist. When she saw the dejected Yang Ji, she couldn't help but smile, and whispered sweetly: "Lang Jun and I used to "Alone alone," but after all, there are guards and maids following me. But there are only you and me here, and I feel that your husband only belongs to me now!"
This sentence was so heart-wrenching that it exposed the emotional state of a child. Yang Ji felt his heart tremble when he saw it. He gently kissed her smooth and pink pretty face and said, "I will always belong to you only."
"Hey!" Xiao Ying rolled her cute eyes and stared at Yang Ji with a teasing look on her face: "Hmph, huh, huh, if you only belong to me, then what can I say to Sister Rumei? Lang Jun is indeed right. Wrong, 'men's mouths are all lies'."
Yang Ji's face turned red and he felt embarrassed, but he quickly recovered and said affectionately: "Madam, do you know how much I love you?"
Xiao Ying put her face against his chest and rubbed it sweetly, but said unforgivingly: "I'm just a stupid girl who doesn't know anything. Will you love me?"
Yang Ji still said with affection on his face: "If I didn't love you, why would I have been born in the Sui Dynasty and come to marry you?"
Xiao Ying's mind exploded, and she was stunned by Yang Ji's words. Her heart was shaken, and she was reminded of the past.
At first, many aristocratic women, including her, were "incompatible" with Yang Ji. However, it was later found out that all of them were fine. Someone was behind it, but in the end she became Yang Ji's fiancée.
If according to what Yang Ji said, he really said "If I didn't love you, how could I have been born in the Sui Dynasty and come to marry you"? As for Liu Rumei, that is not called marriage, but acceptance.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ying, who was under self-hypnosis, felt that her heart melted, and the slight sourness in her heart flew away to the sky at this moment.
Yang Ji was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface he still showed affection and said affectionately: "Madam, do you know which wine is the most mellow?"
"What wine?" Xiao Ying is not a good drinker. The only wine she has ever drunk is wine, rice wine, fruit wine, and the Monkey Baihua wine stolen from Zhongnan Mountain and Huashan Mountain by the royal family's servants. But the most fragrant wine is the one she drank in Ganzhou recently. Some kind of distilled wine brewed by Zhou Yang Mansion, the aroma of the wine could be smelled for miles when it was steamed. She tasted half a cup and was drunk for a whole day.
Yang Ji said affectionately: "I will be with you forever."
boom!
Hearing these words made Xiao Ying unable to stop, her delicate body trembled suddenly, she suddenly raised her head, and her beautiful face revealed a breathtaking beauty.
"It's so disgusting..." Xiao Ying felt so disgusting that she even got goosebumps, but she just liked listening to it.
"My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world, but she still needs a kiss." Yang Ji used to think that this kind of nonsense was pretentious, false, disgusting, embarrassing and disgusting, but when he faced his beloved now, he finally understood his previous state of mind - everyone Such negative words can be summed up as sour grapes. He gently raised Xiao Ying's chin, looked at her soft lips, and slowly lowered his head.
Xiao Yingfang felt drunk, she closed her eyes, opened her red lips and kissed each other. There was a bang in Xiao Ying's head, and she couldn't help but stretch out her delicate arms to wrap around Lang Jun's neck.
After kissing deeply for a long time, Yang Ji slowly let go of Xiao Ying. A cold night wind hit her. Xiao Ying, who had lost the warmth of her embrace, shivered and shrank involuntarily. A feeling of emptiness suddenly filled her heart. She He shouted in panic: "Mr. Lang, where are you?"
"I'm here!" Yang Ji hugged her tightly in his arms again.
"Lang Jun!" Xiao Ying breathed a long sigh of relief, rested her head on Yang Ji's shoulder, and murmured in a low voice: "Let's go back."
Yang Ji said: "It's time to go back. The temperature in the grassland is different from that in the Central Plains. It's always hot during the day and cold at night. You are wearing too thin clothes. If you don't go back and add more clothes, you may catch a cold and get sick."
Xiao Ying smiled sweetly, took the initiative to kiss Yang Ji on the lips, stood up and pulled her up, folded the oilcloth carefully, took his hand and ran towards the horses grazing leisurely.
"I remembered, we were obviously talking about Sister Rumei, but nothing happened." Xiao Ying pinched him and said coquettishly: "Tell me, did you mean it on purpose? You must have said that disgusting thing on purpose. Conflict on me."
Yang Ji denied it flatly: "I am a gentleman, how could I deliberately belittle my wife?"
"Tch, how can there be a gentleman like you!" Xiao Ying was used to being frivolous, and she was in a good mood at the moment. She didn't care about anything anymore. She climbed on the horse's back and said worriedly: "It's dark, will this horse be able to control itself?" Run away?"
"It won't be bad if we ride together." Yang Ji got on the horse, took out a thick marching blanket from the horse bag, and wrapped her tightly.
"Yeah!" Xiao Ying stopped talking and nestled tightly in his arms. Yang Ji controlled the horse with both legs and walked slowly on the grassland.
. . . . . . . . .
People in the grassland will feel particularly small and lonely, especially at night. The same is true for Xiao Ying. Even if she is in the arms of Ai Lang, she still can't stand the inexplicable loneliness. She quickly asked softly: "Lang Jun, is it true?" Do you want to give me this BMW?"
"Of course." Yang Ji said with a smile, "Can I still lie to you?"
"But this is a priceless big food horse that is available in Daxing." Because Xiao Jue especially cherished the big food spotted horse, Xiao Ying knew the big food horse specially, and knew that even if the purebred big food horse was in Daxing, Food is also a treasure. In order to ensure the preciousness of the food horses and to show their nobility and wealth with the food horses, the food nobles generally only use female horses, and all the male horses are gelded, leaving only a few male horses. Horses are bred, so they are neither mixed nor sold to the outside world. It is precisely because things are rare that the big food horses are extremely precious.
Yang Ji hugged Xiao Ying's waist tightly and said with a smile: "No matter how precious the horse is, it is just an animal for transportation. I am working in Liangzhou, am I still afraid that I will not have the chance to get a big food horse? I can't do anything more than carry out the war on the surrounding countries. War blackmail, let them obediently send a few horses over."
Xiao Ying's heart was agitated, her eyes turned red, and she almost shed tears: "But Lang Jun, this is a real BMW."
"Silly girl, it's just a horse, why are you so excited?" Yang Ji said dumbfounded: "Even you are mine, isn't your horse also mine? When I want to use it to travel, it can't be the same. Use it? Just think of it as taking care of it for me."
"Well!" Xiao Ying murmured to the stars on the blue sky, which were like the Milky Way shining like a jade belt, "Lang Jun, in fact, such a stable and stable life is quite good."
"My lady, I don't know. The stability of all this must be achieved with strong strength, otherwise it will be like a soap bubble, bursting with just a prick. The reason why the Sui Dynasty was able to command the world with great power is that it never stops. The tough style of saying defeat is based on the swords and shots of the soldiers. If our Sui Dynasty weakens, then the surrounding foreign races will rush into the Central Plains like wolves and tigers, including the Xiongnu, Wuhuan, Wuhu, Rouran, and Turks. This is all the case, so the ancients concluded that "even if the world is safe, it will be in danger if it forgets to fight." The Sui Dynasty could only suppress the four Saihu people by always maintaining an active offensive posture." Yang Ji sighed and said: "Family Likewise, if you cannot maintain your ambition to forge ahead, no matter how big your family fortune is, sooner or later it will be ruined and plundered by others."
Xiao Ying said worriedly: "Did Lang Jun mean the nobles of Guanlong?"
She lives in the Xiao family, a former royal family, and she definitely knows nothing. On the contrary, due to the embarrassing position of the Xiao family in the Sui Dynasty, the children of the Xiao family are very sensitive to politics.
When the head of the family, Xiao Cong, taught his younger brothers, sisters, and nephews, he even encouraged them to understand politics and pay attention to current affairs. This did not mean that he wanted to carry out restoration, but that he believed that only the children of the family who knew politics and knew the direction of political trends would not suffer big losses.
The same is true for the major aristocratic families. Just because aristocratic women like Xiao Ying don't talk or discuss politics doesn't mean they don't know anything. If aristocratic women are all silly and sweet, who only know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, which big family would dare to marry them to become the head of the family?
Xiao Ying usually pays close attention to people and things related to Lang Jun, so she naturally knows that he has offended many aristocratic families.
"It's not just the Guanlong nobles!" Yang Ji smiled bitterly: "Even the Shandong nobles and the southern nobles are staring at me now. Of course, the 'staring at me' here is not me, Yang Ji, nor the Prince Wei’s Palace, but the royal family, Sui Yang! And I, in a sense, am now a representative introduced by the royal family, representing the saint, the prince, and the royal family to compete with the aristocratic families. "
"There are some things that the saint and the prince want to do, but they are inconvenient, inconvenient, and unable to do it, so it is up to me, Prince Teng, and Prince Cai to do it. No matter what the outcome of the game between our brothers and the family members is, Saints, princes, and noble families can pretend not to know how to maintain superficial friendship without tearing off the mask of disguise. The same is true for noble families. They are inconvenient, unable, and dare not ask or force anything from the emperor, so they go around. The emperor will use any means to appeal to the backbone of the royal family to express their attitude and needs."
Speaking of this, Yang Ji was quite depressed. He used Xiao Yu as the scapegoat in Liangzhou, but in the Sui Dynasty, he himself became the scapegoat of Yang Jian and Yang Guang. But then again, how sad is it if a person is not even qualified to be used?
Those who are not exploited, if they are just ordinary people, can at most live their lives without any worries or disturbances. And Yang Ji was the prince of the Sui Dynasty. If he was not used by the emperor, the consequences would be serious.
Now, Yang Jian and Yang Guang obviously regard him as a sharp blade to attack the Guanlong nobles, Shandong nobles, and southern nobles. If he is taken seriously and "used", it is actually quite stable.
"Then Mr. Lang, what will we do next?" Xiao Ying asked worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, many things will develop step by step." Yang Ji smiled and said, "Some things may not be decided by the family members; I know all of these, so you don't have to worry."
Yang Ji's views on the aristocratic families are very contradictory.
The earliest aristocratic families were aristocrats who gained political and economic privileges by relying on their ancestors' merits. After they developed a large number of talents, they sent them to the central and local governments in large numbers. Under this kind of protection, the descendants of later generations also obtained political and economic privileges through various means. Through channels and various relationships, they robbed important court positions and formed families, surnames, and local factions.
In the end, they relied on blood ties to seize and monopolize political power, and relied on geography to seize economic interests, becoming a big family and powerful family.
However, the reason why aristocratic families have been able to maintain their strong competitiveness and social status during the changes of dynasties is not because of the shadow of their ancestors, but because the children of the family work hard to study the strategies of governing the country and study the knowledge of helping the world. They are all well-read in poetry and books, and are full of economics. Become a necessary talent for every dynasty.
And what are the strategies of governing the country and the knowledge of helping the world?
It is "Spring and Autumn", "Historical Records", "The Analects of Confucius", "The Great Learning", "Zuo Zhuan"... However, no matter what the book is, it is a splendid culture created in the long history. It is precisely because the aristocratic families have a monopoly on these cultural treasures that they are difficult for ordinary people to access.
In history, there have been several disasters that nearly wiped out the entire race, the entire social system has collapsed, and civilization has faced annihilation. It is the aristocratic families who have shouldered the historical mission of inheriting civilization.
Of course, this is not the original intention of the aristocratic families. Their real purpose of controlling culture is actually to always maintain a high status. This is exactly the case. Therefore, no matter how the dynasties change, the rulers of the past dynasties need them to govern the world. In this way , but it also enables the civilization system to be passed on.
From this aspect, the achievements of the aristocratic family members are shining through the ages!
However, the aristocratic families have therefore become a large circle of cultural monopoly, political monopoly, economic monopoly, wealth monopoly, and land monopoly. The space they leave for the bottom people to survive and the channels for advancement are constantly shrinking. When the resentment in the hearts of the bottom people reaches a certain level, Once it breaks out, it means that the era of dynasty change is coming.
However, it is often the children of these aristocratic families who have no worries about food and clothing and outstanding talents who have the thoughts of loyalty to the emperor, patriotism and national justice. Whenever the Central Plains dynasty encounters the danger of internal chaos and foreign invasion, it is often the children of aristocratic families who are far superior to those at the bottom. Talented and loyal, he led troops to defend the enemy at the border, and fought back and defeated the invading alien races one after another.
Therefore, no one can tell clearly the merits and demerits of the aristocratic family, right and wrong.
But in any case, the solidification of classes is often the beginning of the demise of a dynasty, and the overthrow of a dynasty is not so much the fact that the people at the bottom cannot bear the oppression, but rather the reshuffling of the upper class.
For example, in the late Sui Dynasty, the anti-Sui riots first started in Jizhou and Qingzhou. This was by no means a simple peasant uprising, but had an extremely profound historical background. This was because these areas were the core areas of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and there were countless Northern Qi states. The leftovers, the old and the young, lost their power as human beings and were naturally dissatisfied with the Sui Dynasty. Liu Badao, Meng Rang, Zhang Jincheng, Lu Mingyue, Gao Shida, Gao Kaidao, and Zhai Rang were the leaders of the rebellion against the Sui Dynasty. Which one is not a descendant of the Northern Qi Dynasty? Therefore, in these so-called peasant uprisings, the peasants were nothing more than cannon fodder forced out by many anti-king forces to shake the foundation of the Sui Dynasty.
Yang Ji, who is deeply familiar with the historical process, knows that although this nation has a history of 5,000 years, from the pre-Qin Dynasty to the final Qing Dynasty, it has been in a cycle of continuous reincarnation. The changes of dynasties have not promoted the advancement of the times, and even in many cases All have experienced major historical setbacks.
If we want to break this historical cycle and sow the seeds of civilization inheritance to all levels of the country, the difficulty lies in the huge pressure brought by aristocratic families, but not in the fact that printing has little technical content.
As for papermaking, with the arrival of a large number of highly skilled papermakers, unexpected and gratifying results have been achieved.
However, although the new paper was secretly researched, Yang Ji did not dare to shake the interests of the entire world. For the sake of caution and safety, he did not plan to build a workshop in Ganzhou, but planned to build a workshop in Yizhou and Tingzhou. Choose a secret place to build a large-scale factory, wait for a large amount of new paper to come out, and then pretend to "import" the Western Regions and the West, and then use business methods to promote the Sui Dynasty all over the world.
The formation of a piece of paper requires countless processes, among which the very important fermentation and drying processes must be carried out in a high temperature and dry environment.
So for now, the Flame Mountain area with high temperature, little rain, and windy weather is the perfect place for papermaking.
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