Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

Liu Bai threw a scroll on the ground.

Jia Tong was shocked.

This scroll is the paradigm of the imperial decree!

When he opened it, he was even more frightened.

The imperial decree was stamped with a jade seal, and the seals of the three provinces were also used!

Only there is no word!

"After the banknotes with three base numbers are produced, you can read and write this decree yourself."

Jia Tong's mouth twitched a few times.

Naturally, what Mr. took out could not be a forged imperial decree.

Earlier, Hao Xiaotong also said that there was a gap between the emperor and Mr.

Now it seems that Hao Xiaotong is delusional.

If there is a grudge, the emperor will give the husband a blank imperial edict?

In the world, the deepest trust is nothing more than that.

If it is left to someone else, what if he writes a Zen imperial edict?

Even if everyone knew it was fake, it would inevitably cause a violent turmoil.

Jia Tong felt amused again.

Paper money reform, this is a matter bigger than the sky.

Let the husband and the emperor do it, it's like playing house

"Students should fulfill their mission!"

Jia Tong bowed his body and withdrew, holding the imperial decree.

A big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

As Liu Bai said, from now on, it is enough to proceed step by step.

There can be no more surprises.

Chapter 1632 Li Er's troubles

This kind of wine bag and rice bag should die

In a blink of an eye, May arrived.

Whether it is Yuezhou or Chang'an, they have completely entered the summer vacation.

Both places get very hot, but not a hot method.

Chang'an is typical of dry heat in the north, while Yuezhou is typical of hot flashes in the south.

For Liu Bai, who is used to the northern climate, summer is an unbearable season in the south.

I am used to living in Chang'an City. In summer, as long as I put a basin of ice next to me, it is so comfortable that I can't help but want to sleep.

Even in the shade, as long as you don't move, you won't sweat much.

The South is very different.

The cooler the place, the heavier the humidity.

Put a basin of ice in the house, and it will melt away in a short while.

On the contrary, the room has added a bit of humidity.

Even if I lay there motionless, my whole body would still be sticky.

It's really uncomfortable.

Before I knew it, I had lived in the Governor's Mansion for more than a month.

In the past month or so, the number of times he has seen Li Dunru can be counted on the fingers.

I don't know what this guy is up to.

Could it be that the wife and children are gone?

Liu Bai didn't care about his whereabouts at all.

It would be better for this kind of wine bag and rice bag to die.

However, Liu Ji has not been very quiet recently.

The construction of Yuezhou City has reached the time of catching up.

In order to recruit civilian husbands, that guy spared no effort, leaving no free time for the common people.

From a distance, Yuezhou City has already reached its scale.

Knowing that this city will be destroyed sooner or later, why should it be repaired so well?

In fact, Liu Bai could guess what Liu Ji was thinking.

This guy is all for the sake of asking the emperor for credit.

He didn't bother to care about the future fate of Yuezhou City.

Liu Bai didn't care much about this.

The governor doesn't care, why should he intervene?

It's just that, whenever Liu Jie summoned the civilian husbands again, Liu Bai would directly order to stop them.

The imperial court has already hurt the hearts of the people of Yuezhou deeply enough.

In the future, the Liu family will take Yuezhou as a key training target.

Without a mass base, everything is bullshit.

Liu Ji is somewhat self-aware.

Ever since he was kicked out from the Governor's Mansion, he never touched Liu Bai's bad luck again.

Day by day passed, except for the weather, everything else was satisfactory.

Compared to Yuezhou, the city of Chang'an is far less peaceful

In fact, Chang'an City has been in turmoil for several years.

Ever since Fang Xuanling and others retired, there has not been a single day of peace in the court.

Dai Zhou and Wen Yanbo finally got what they dreamed of, and retreated to the second line.

They relieved their responsibilities as prime ministers, and all assumed the title of Dr. Jin Ziguanglu, dawdling in the court.

Compared with other veterans, their age is not very old.

The transfer of power takes time, even if it is based on seniority, they will have to wait at least a few more months.

What made the emperor feel more gratified was that the young people who had just entered the court as officials were quite capable.

Among the young talents who went to Jiangnan, only Shangguanyi returned to Chang'an.

On the first day back, he was appointed by Li Er as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials!

A minister of the Ministry of Rites who is less than 30 years old is rare in the country!

What followed was the mobilization of a large number of officials!

In the ninth year of Zhenguan, there were a total of 320 officials of the sixth rank and above registered by the imperial court.

The number of sixth-rank officials is not small. The more than 1000 people sound like a lot. Compared with the huge administrative structure and vast territory of the Tang Empire, it is actually still seriously short of staff.

Not surprisingly, within the next five years, there will be as many as 3000 officials with rank six and above.

Among them, Chang'an City alone will take up a thousand places.

Not to mention other yamen, just the official residence of the three provinces, and a random censor, all of them are officials from the sixth rank!

Daming Palace, inside Zichen Hall!

Li Er took off his normal clothes and changed into a white one.

This morning he received a piece of news that had been depressing him for a long time.

Yuwen Shiji is dead

This old man who has followed him in the north and south since the second year of Wude still has not survived the 84-year-old mark.

He changed into white clothes because he wanted to go to Yuwen Shiji's house and pay his respects for him.

Empress Changsun did not change her attire.

The emperor put on white clothes to show face to the veterans.

Thinking back to the time when the South and the North were fighting, it wasn't too much for brothers to match each other.

The queen did not change clothes, which reflects the majesty of the royal family.

She just took off all the gorgeous clothes on the court dress.

"Scholar Yuwen is old, and it can be regarded as joy and mourning. Your Majesty should not be too sad. If the concubine said something unpleasant, such things will not stop in the next few years."

Li Er was silent for a while.

Just like what Empress Changsun said, the old people who followed him to fight the world, their blood had already decayed to the extreme.

Back then, if it weren't for the two genius doctors, maybe even Qin Qiong wouldn't be alive today.

Think about it, Wen Daya has been dead for many years.

The eldest Sun Shunde lay on the couch for more than four months, sleeping more often and waking up less often.

Ever since Qin Qiong helped the royal family defeat Luo Yi, she hardly ever went out.

Even Qu Tutong, who has always been strong and strong, often complained of illness.

Sun Shenxian once said that Qu Tutong might not survive this winter

Thinking of this, Li Er's mood became worse.

"When I was in the Hulao Pass, Yuwen Shiji held a broken knife and guarded me. He helped me block thirteen arrows. How could he be a military general? It was a hasty and helpless decision to go into battle, but now..."

Li Er let out a miserable laugh.

He himself is still young.

After the new year, he is only 37 years old.

In my heart, there is a 73-year-old old man.

Empress Changsun sighed, not knowing how to persuade him.

The two set off in a hurry, took a Luanjia, and came to Yuwenshi and outside the mansion.

Under the care of the emperor, Yuwen Shiji's funeral was extremely grand.

Cheng Yaojin and other old brothers came forward to carry the coffin in person.

Yuwen Shiji's second son, Yuwen Chongsi, followed behind and wept loudly.

His eldest son, Zen master Yuwen, died in the early years when he attacked Dou Jiande.

And his third son, who was sent to Yuezhou, did not rush back.

Li Erping retreated everyone, followed the funeral procession, and walked towards the mausoleum step by step.

He originally wanted Yuwen Shiji to bury him in Zhaoling, but the old man refused.

When I came to the mausoleum, I saw that the coffin was about to be buried in the soil.

"Wait!"

Li Er stopped everyone.

He took a wooden box from Liu Jin.

Gently put it on Yuwen Shiji's coffin, and filled it with the first handful of soil.

"Ashes to ashes to ashes, let the past go with the wind, let go of everything"