Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Chapter 1750 Leave
In mid-April, the weather gradually warmed up.

At the foot of Helan Mountain, wild flowers have long been everywhere.

The goats jumped around beside the water stream, showing off their talents.

The herdsman sat on the hillside and watched in trance the army that was forming a long line in the distance and winding its way north.

So envious!Herd sheep, herd sheep, herd birds and sheep!

These troops have been struggling under the mountain for a long time, training all day long for several months at a time.Not to mention, even a layman like him can see that after several months of training, the spirit of the sergeants has changed.I also practiced a few new formations by the way. It was quite interesting to watch when the formations changed.

Experienced companions told him that these troops were already very strong. After a few months of consolidation and driving away many gangsters, they became even more powerful. With a military order, they would move forward even if the front was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

It sounds a bit exaggerated, but the shepherd is really envious.

He also wanted to go inside and wear a military uniform, get some long and short weapons, and eat the royal food.But at the age of thirty, there is probably no chance.This is not a war era. Even young men aged between 60 and [-] have to be arrested. In the peaceful and prosperous times, the good boys and young men may not be able to get in even if they squeeze their heads, let alone middle-aged people like them.

The prince of Daxia came here several times, even stayed for a month, and left in a hurry some time ago.

Those of them who observe the training every day can see that the prince has great military morale. When he inspects the troops in military uniform, the cheers are as loud as thunder.

Older people said that the prince looked a bit like the Prince of Lingwu.Marshal Shao also reviewed the troops in this way back then, which made the sergeants love him from the bottom of their hearts.

Young people like them have never seen the heroic appearance of Prince Lingwu, but from the prince, it seems that we can get a glimpse of what the handsome man in Guanbei looked like when he was young.

I wish I had been born decades earlier and followed Marshal Shao to kill enemies, instead of shepherding sheep without knowing what I was doing now.

However, if that were the case, he might have died. It’s really hard to say about worldly matters.

The tens of thousands of troops walked for a long time before completely disappearing on the northern horizon.

Everyone looked back.There was nothing left to do. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, it was better to go home.

"Prince——" a young man suddenly said: "Prince is not going to seize the throne, is he?"

"Seize the throne?" Someone asked subconsciously, stupidly.

"It's just military advice." When the young man said the word "military advice", his voice became obviously quieter, and he was obviously afraid.

"Bang!" He quickly fell to the ground.

I saw an uncle from my family jumped up to him, grabbed him by the collar, and slapped him seven or eight times.

Is this what you can say about a bastard?Don’t you know that this kind of crime involves relatives?No one can stop you if you want to die, but don't harm everyone.

Others were also startled and stepped forward to kick him.

If the government wants to punish someone, they won't care who of them said something and who didn't. They won't be able to tell the difference at all. None of the five or six people present can escape, they all have to be arrested.

The person standing in the outer circle frowned, thoughtfully.

His brother-in-law works as an envoy in the state capital and has been very busy lately. It is said that he is secretly buying white cloth.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel horrified.

He is not stupid and knows what this means.

When a saint dies and the world is in chaos, shouldn't the government prepare in advance?

No one revealed anything, and no rumors spread, but everyone understood it tacitly.At least at the state level, this is no secret.

The state capital needs people to work, and slowly, sooner or later, the news will spread.

He estimated that even he could smell something. It seemed that the situation was serious. Could it be that the saint had passed away?But the news hasn’t come out yet?
For a moment, he was a little dazed.

The Supreme Emperor Jianwen Shenwu came out of Guanbei. This is the place where he has the deepest roots and the most legends. Everyone will be affected to some extent.

If the saint really left, I would feel so empty and uncomfortable.

******
In Fengzhou City, the governor Zhao Ying personally rushed to the treasury to inspect.

Bolt after bolt of white linen lay piled on the shelves.

He stepped forward and touched it himself without saying a word the whole time.

As the number one scholar in agriculture in the seventh year of Tongguang, after working as a secretary for more than three years, he, like his predecessors, was sent to other prefectures and counties.

He came to Fengzhou and served as governor.

I have to say, this is a great position.Shaoxia Longxing Land is a place that most people can’t come to yet.

But he had only been in office for more than a year when he encountered something unexpected and reasonable: the saint was terminally ill.

Last month I was able to get up, walk around, and look around, but in April, I suddenly couldn’t.The medical officers were helpless and could not find any symptoms, so they could only continue to prescribe some tonics in an attempt to remedy the situation.

Fortunately, the sage was reasonable and no one blamed anyone. Instead, he comforted the medical officials, saying that he would "do it when the time comes." The time has come and God has not given him time. No medicine or stone can save him.He even talked with the medical officers on his sickbed about how to improve the position of medical doctor in each state. His open-mindedness was admirable.

Thinking of this, I feel a little depressed and a little sad.

He served as secretary-general for three years, often accompanied by the saint, and gained some understanding of the present.

This is a king with unparalleled affection for the world.

In ancient times, the emperors often regarded the world as the object of their desires and demands, and they imposed tyranny and expropriation, which was similar to Jie and Zhou.

Some regard the world as a tool to support the royal family, and they are eager to send clan members to every important state and county, even if they cause chaos.

Although some people love the common people and are willing to share benefits with the world's nobles, they are unwilling to make any changes and are still dreaming about the Spring and Autumn Period.Yes, Zhao Ying was born in agriculture, that’s what he thought.

It's different now. He sincerely hopes for the best in the world.Rather than the kind of selfish emperor who just wants me to be the emperor no matter what happens in the world.

Zhao Ying knew very well that he could not hide his thoughts from those around him.

But I have to leave today...

Fengzhou prepared the white cloth with the tacit approval of the queen and the prince, because the medical officer had nothing to do and the saint was bedridden and extremely weak.

well!He sighed silently.

Then he thought that the current situation should have been arranged by the saint.The main officials accompanied him, and the most capable imperial troops were scattered in the three states of Ling, Feng and Sheng, numbering more than 20.

With these 20 elite soldiers, it will not be a problem to conquer the world.Recently, I have been getting along with the prince day and night, and it is not a problem to control him.

The saint really did everything to the extreme.

As for the officials and troops who stayed in Luoyang, I hope they won't lose their minds and do some unknown things.What's more, the famous ministers and generals are gradually declining, and there are only a few people with prestige.

Just this month, Privy Councilor Zhu Shuzong died suddenly.Zhao Ying once thought that the saint had taken him away, but when she thought about it, it didn't seem like it. This was the prince's father-in-law, which was considered a help, but it really wasn't like that.However, Zhu Shuzong had many relatives and friends in the army and had great influence, so it was difficult to say this.

who cares!Zhao Ying left the warehouse and went to the state government office.

In the past few days, some more officials, generals, and tribal leaders came. I don’t know who called them. One after another, they stopped in Fengzhou and then hurried westward.

Seeing this, he knew something in his mind.

That day is near.

******
The pastures are turning green, the grass is growing and warblers are flying, and the north and south of Yinshan Mountain are ushering in the most beautiful moment of the year.

The old house in Xicheng was filled with gloom and gloom. The saint no longer got up and lay on the bed most of the day.

He talked less, ate less, and felt groggy.

Occasionally when I wake up, my eyes are mostly tired, and there is not much reluctance anymore.

After decades of wallowing in this big dye vat of the world, it turns out that it will be tiring.

At the beginning of June, the prince came to the old house in person and served him day and night.

When the saint woke up, he waved him away to stay with the officials, generals and sergeants.

By late June, the saint could no longer listen to any military reports or memorials, and the medical officers were also kicked out, telling them to stop doing useless work.

On the night of June [-], Shao Shude suddenly woke up while lying in bed.

He just had a dream.

Maybe it's not a dream, but a sudden memory of a past event.

On this night 25 years ago, he had just finished the trick of making three concessions and three concessions, and he was full of ambition.The empress of the former Tang Dynasty chose a dragon robe for him with her delicate hands, because at dawn the day was about to be held to celebrate the founding of the country.

That night, the palace was filled with bright light, and it seemed as if a divine being descended from heaven came into the room and said something in his ear.

He does not believe in ghosts and gods, and firmly believes that time travel is just a physical phenomenon, and that only truth will last forever in the universe.

But the impression was so profound that he unconsciously had doubts.Immediately he felt relieved again. Whether it was true or false, it didn't matter anymore.His struggle was real, and he devoted his whole life to it.

If there are ghosts and gods, why don't they come to save the world?

"No one can judge me, not even ghosts and gods." He opened his eyes and whispered to himself: "Only the history books and future generations can evaluate my merits and demerits."

"Your Majesty." The embroiderer brought a silk handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

She saw the strange flush rising on the saint's face, and felt sad in her heart.

Shao Shude's eyes moved over, looking at Xiu Niang's aged face, and said softly: "I still remember when I went to visit you. That was 48 years ago, right? Thank you, Xiu Niang, I saw you before I left. It’s like you’re back in time.”

Tears fell from the embroiderer's face. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

"I'm tired..." Shao Shude's eyes gradually dimmed.

The candlelight in the room seemed a bit dark, a deep darkness that seemed to surround one's entire consciousness.

In the darkness, some people's figures become brighter and brighter.

Li Yanling had a sad face all day long, looking at the small amount of money in his private treasury.

Sun Ba gave him a precious armor.

Song Le took him to the treasury to receive the reward.

In Xizhou, Li Kan gave the military title "Tielindu".

On the Daizhou battlefield, Xu Hao carried a big ax and chopped off Cheng Huaixin's head.

In the military camp outside Yangqu County, Zhu Shuzong answered questions fluently.

In Jinyang City, Chen Cheng was pouring out his bitterness to him.

During the Battle of Gaoling County, Guo Qi shot Tian Gui in the eye socket.

At the Dongweiqiao camp, Wang Yu, the general in the nest, confided his true feelings.

While the troops were at war, General Yang Yue asked him when he would regain the lost territory.

In the government office of Lingzhou, Li Shao asked him to take care of his descendants.

In the Xingyuan shogunate, Marshal Zhuge asked his son to treat him as a brother.

Qiu Weidao, who failed to take the golden elixir, wrote to him in tears before his death.

……

Yes, they are all waiting for me.

Shao Shude's consciousness became increasingly blurred. He could only hear the intermittent crying of the embroiderer: "...I said you were dead back then...I had no choice or courage..."

"I'm not a good person..." Shao Shude tried his best to open his eyes, squeezed out a gentle smile, and said, "It's time to say goodbye."

The sound of fighting and iron horses seemed to be heard in the air, breaking through the shackles layer by layer, dispelling all the dark clouds that shrouded China.

It's dawn, and golden light spreads all over the earth.

On the morning of the first day of July in the 11th year of Tongguang's reign, Shao Shude, the supreme emperor of Jianwen, Shenwu and Daxia, died in his dormitory in Xicheng.

(The last chapter is over. It’s late today, so I’ll write a single chapter tomorrow. I know there are still some pitfalls in this book that haven’t been filled in, but according to the timeline, these pitfalls can’t be filled in now, so I’ll write some postscript later and try my best to fill them in. Fill the hole.)
(End of this chapter)