At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Harvest all the crops in the spiritual field.

All the items in the area that would be locked again after the ability was downgraded were moved to the warehouse.

Xie Yuheng raised his hand, held the carving knife, and wrote each character on the carved board.

'The previous emperor wanted to pass the throne to the crown prince, but the deposed emperor took it away from him.'

"The emperor's father later served as the King of Huai in Jiaozhou. He taught his son with great care and believed in benevolence."

'In the past, people were living in poverty, and the elderly on the road were worried...'

"I want to implement the policy of allocating taxes to each acre, which will benefit the people but hurt merchants, landlords, and wealthy families... I originally wanted to do it slowly."

"Now they are forming cliques for personal gain, taking advantage of war to disrupt the country."

'He speaks nonsense, confuses right and wrong, and everyone knows his evil intentions!'

"I hope all the people will understand this, do not believe his words, and do not help Zhou to commit atrocities."

"Please listen to me, why is the tax rate per acre..."

Wood chips fell to the ground as the boy moved.

If there are those who are not observant, they will move without wind and wet the eyes of Vermillion Bird.

A letter to all nations.

It clearly states who was foolish and who was wise during the reigns of Emperors Chu Tianchen and Chu Heng.

The policy of 'spreading the tax rate according to the land area' also affects whose interests and why. Let's talk about it in detail.

The Vermilion Bird watched as its little wings fluttered, “Woo woo woo woo…” The bird was about to drop its little pearl.

Whose baby is slandered and distorted, but instead of being angry, he writes a book for all nations to appease the little fools.

A light laugh escaped from the young man's throat, "I'm not angry at all, how can you, a bird, be so angry and cry?"

Xie Yuheng turned his head and looked at a certain white ball with amusement.

"Hmph! Birds don't cry!" Zhuque turned his back, leaving only a round butt.

"Those people are so stupid. If they were birds, they would have been slapped in the face!"

Xie Yuheng's eyes were calm. He turned his head back to continue carving and replied calmly:

"When I first saw the letter, I felt a little angry."

"But if you think about it carefully, how many people in Daliang can read and write?"

"The rulers of all dynasties have done this intentionally to make the people stupid, and now it is just the backlash."

"Besides, even in the future, under the premise of universal nine-year compulsory education."

"There are still many people on the Internet who believe everything they hear."

A gentle smile appeared on her lips, "Compared to people today, I can see further, but I am only standing on the knowledge and experience of my predecessors."

"Besides, it's not certain which way the grass will fall."

"We can also take this opportunity to give the merchants and landlords a lesson."

"Afterwards, we will settle the accounts that need to be settled, and I estimate that the national treasury will be much richer."

"By then, there will be enough money to set up government schools in various places."

Suzaku's tears suddenly stopped.

What was wrong with it that it actually sympathized with this black-hearted person...

He silently burned three incense sticks to the restless merchants and landlords in Daliang.

One of them flew to the warehouse to help Xiao Heixin count the paper and ink, and reported back to Xie Yuheng that the quantity was not too large.

The young man nodded, carved a few more boards, and then went out to buy a lot of paper from the city.

After an entire afternoon of printing, the space was filled with papers containing the "Book to All Nations".

……

As the night got cooler, the Liang army gathered outside the city gates and marched slowly eastward under the stars.

On the city wall, King Xixian was very puzzled as he watched the Liang army gradually moving away.

"Even if you want to leave, it won't be too late to leave tomorrow morning. Why do you have to travel so late at night?"

The young man in red stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight ahead, letting the night breeze blow across his face.

She chuckled and said, "It is already past the Lesser Heat, and the sun is scorching during the day. People and horses can't stand walking in the wild for a long time."

"It is better to do the opposite, travel at night and find a cool place to rest during the day."

What he said made sense, but King Xixian still felt that something was wrong!

But Xie Yuheng didn't say anything, so he didn't dare to ask.

As they were talking, the last few lines of Liang army also rode out of the city on horseback, along with several prisoner carts containing Chu Tianchen, Helian Qing and others.

Just when King Xixian thought that Xie Yuheng should come down from the city wall and ride a horse to catch up.

The young man raised his legs and stepped onto the city wall.

King Xixian was shocked. Was this child stupid or poisoned?

He was about to reach out to pull her, but Xie Yuheng took the lead and jumped up.

Amid the exclamations of the Western Xiongnu, a red bird flew out from the city gate and caught the young man steadily.

Spreading its wings and flying high, a loud bird cry resounded through the sky, covering the sky and the moon, flying over the Liang army soldiers and heading east.

While riding on horseback, I caught a glimpse of the boy on the back of a bird.

His breathing paused, his eyes filled with disbelief, yet he felt it made sense.

More than ten years ago, when I first came to my master's side, I heard a lot of rumors in Qinghe Village.

It is rumored that the year the master was born happened to be a disaster year that occurred rarely in a century in Jingzhou.

Many people froze to death or starved to death, but the court turned a blind eye, turned a deaf ear, and did nothing to provide disaster relief.

There was even an old farmer who said that the snow would continue to fall until next spring...

It was the 29th of December. Suddenly, spring arrived overnight. The snow melted into water, and thousands of pear trees blossomed.

Rumor has it that the fairy of the Xie family was born holding a jade, and is an immortal who came to the mortal world.

Therefore, he was not born healthy, his complexion was pale compared to that of ordinary people, and he could not live past the age of adulthood...

Others did not know what the Western Regions envoy's letter said, but Rong Shi and others knew it.

It was because of knowing this that I felt as if my heart was being cut by a knife, and I wished I could grow wings so I could rescue my master.

There is always a price to pay for everything, and the divine bird had never appeared before, so there must have been huge consequences.

What will be the consequences? Will he not live to adulthood?

While Rong Shi and others were worried, the ordinary soldiers of the Liang army were cheering.

"Oh my god, Marquis Jiangling said earlier that there was a divine bird to help us, but I didn't believe it at first!"

"What kind of mythical bird is this? It looks like a phoenix, but shouldn't a phoenix be bright yellow?"

"Well... I think that Marquis Jiangling went out for a trip, then rearranged his plans and returned home early. Is there something fishy about this?"

But who doesn’t know?

It is so obvious that even a blind person can see it. Something important must have happened in Daliang.

But everyone saw that the red-feathered divine bird appeared suddenly.

Attacking gods with a mortal body?

I'm afraid your brain is rusty and you think your life is too long!

On the city wall, a low-ranking general who followed King Xixian stood in the shadows, trembling.

If there really are gods in the world, then everything he does...

The man told him that he had intercepted the king's letter and lured Marquis Jiangling to travel west.

When he succeeds in his endeavor, he will be rewarded with a high position and generous salary.

But now... Duke Xun, can you really succeed in your rebellion?

Chu Tianchen had no idea whether Duke Xun Guo could succeed in his rebellion.

He grasped the fence of the prison van, staring blankly at the direction where the red bird flew away, muttering: "Impossible, impossible..."

"I am the true dragon emperor! The emperor!"

"Why doesn't the divine bird bless me, why!"

He offered sacrifices to heaven many times.

How many times had he, as the king of a country, knelt before the statue?