The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

On February [-]nd, the dragon raised its head, and the emperor plowed the land and the officials drove the cattle.

Paying attention to farming and mulberry, farming is the root of the country, every dynasty and every generation is like this, and Dayin is no exception.

As an emperor with great ambitions, Xuan Zhan naturally has a long-term vision. During the years when Dayin recuperated and quelled civil strife, apart from rectifying the government, farming was the most important thing for His Majesty the Emperor.

Since he took charge of these years, every spring and autumn harvest, he would first go out of the palace and go to the suburbs of Beijing to see the conditions in the fields and personally ask about the harvest.After the autumn harvest, he will read and review the papers handed in from all over the country one by one. He will even send a group of people to various places to find out the truth every year during the autumn harvest. .

Thanks to his thunderous means, the national treasury has been full these years, so he has the confidence to fight against foreign aggression.

At the end of the day and the beginning of the day, the steaming dumplings delivered from the imperial dining room to Prince Yun's mansion were placed in front of Prince Yun.Fu Quan clothed the chopsticks, "Master, please eat while it's hot.

When Yun Ghou went back to the mansion to recuperate, the emperor brought all his people and belongings along with him. Naturally, Fuquan, the personal servant, was not left behind. A little bit annoyed, but seeing Fuquan who served the master so thoroughly and properly that he couldn't find a trace of inappropriateness, he finally retreated silently to the side, and willingly gave up the position of personal servant.

"Why did you prepare dumplings?" Looking at the delicate and exquisite dumplings lying in the snow-white soup, and then at the table full of meals related to the Spring Dragon Festival, Yun Wai laughed a little.Except for Uncle Jiu who stayed in Beijing, everyone else had to go with him to Annan. The mansion was very busy these two days. This year, during the Spring Dragon Festival, he ordered everything to be kept simple and there was no need to make special preparations.

"Today is the Spring Dragon Festival." Last year in the palace because of the master's illness, I couldn't live this solar term well. This year, I will go out again. Today, His Majesty will lead all the officials to sacrifice to Xiannong. Afraid that he would not be able to get away and come to the palace, he could only order the palace to deliver the meal early.

Hearing that Yun Gie paused slightly with the hands holding the dumplings, today is February [-]nd, which is a big solar term of the year related to farming, and the emperor must lead a hundred officials in person to sacrifice to the farming.

"Tomorrow you will go to war, Your Majesty..." Fu Quan hesitated to speak, seeing Yun Yao's expression, he did not dare to continue, "Master, please eat while it is hot.

Yun Wai lowered his eyes, and silently put the dumpling held by the chopsticks in his hand into his mouth. Before he had time to bite the dumpling skin, he knew that the meal on the table was not prepared by the royal dining room, so he slowly bit the thin and tough skin The stuffing is his favorite vegetarian dish, light and delicious, the man has always cared about the meals, the imperial chef in the small dining room of the Tai Chi Hall changed three or four times because of him, and finally he ate this by accident Su Sanxian’s dumplings praised that they were good, so they left someone to wait on them..."Master, you can let the servants follow you on the expedition, the servants will not hold you back...Looking at Yun Yao who is eating the dumplings silently with his head down, Fuquan breathed a sigh of relief, but thinking that he would no longer be able to serve the little master from tomorrow on, he couldn't help but wring his hands and eyes eagerly begging for the truth. The little master lives in the Yun family and grew up at the border. In Chengjing, the only person who takes care of the arrogant, extravagant and lustful habits of the children of these aristocratic families is a rough old man who can march in the wind and rain. Thinking about the little master's battle against Annan this time, he begged for a favor and went to serve the little master, but before he asked, the little master arranged for him to return to the palace.

Yun Ghou's attitude was firm this time, and he refused to nod no matter what. He was away on an expedition, and he had never had the habit of being served by others. Even Uncle De had only been by his side when he first went into battle, let alone this time as a Commander, if you have a servant in the palace with you, how decent is it?

"Sheng Fuquan looked at the little master eagerly.

Yun Wei shook his head, "Except for Uncle De, the personal guards are not allowed to accompany you."

"The slave is just a servant." Fuquan was very self-aware that he could not be the master's personal guard with his small body, and it was barely suitable to be a servant who served close to him.

"I'm not in the habit of taking my boys to the front.

Fuquan lowered his head in disappointment. He knew that his master had made up his mind that he would not take him on the expedition. This little master seemed gentle, but in reality he was very stubborn. Once he made a decision, he would not change his mind easily, not even His Majesty. Left and right, let alone such a small servant like him.

"Then... this servant is waiting for your triumphant return, master, in Beijing.

He doesn't know what will happen to the young master and His Majesty in the future, but he looks forward to the day when the two masters will untie their knots. The young master will inherit the throne and return to Beijing after the war. It will be complete if the master can get back together, get married with He Meimei, and give birth to a well-behaved prince.

Yun Wei smiled softly, are you coming back?Maybe he will guard the northwest border all his life, and keep the peace of the world for Dayin. As for this capital...the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Xiannong on February [-]nd is very grand. Since tomorrow is the day of the expedition, Prince Yun, His Majesty the Emperor specially issued an order to allow him to prepare equipment for the expedition in the mansion, and he does not have to drive to the altar of earth to offer sacrifices today.

Fu Lingtian glanced at the colleagues around him, and then at Zhongshu Ling who was following His Majesty the Emperor. After enduring all the way, he couldn't help but whispered to Qin Zhengyang next to him, "Huaiying, tell me, Your Majesty is Are you planning to keep Prince Yun hidden and not let him out to see people?"

Although Qin Zhengyang is a minister of the Ministry of War, he is actually from a literati background. Although he can distinguish the five grains, he is indeed inactive. Compared with Mr. Fu, who was born in the army, he is really weaker. , but not relaxed, hearing that the colleague next to him could still think of His Royal Highness Prince Yun, who was so ignorant, he immediately admired him, "Brother Yifang has nothing to do recently?"

Hearing this tone, Fu Lingtian couldn't help but glanced sideways. He saw that Mr. Qin, who was always known among his colleagues for his good looks, had a tired complexion, and his eyes were black and blue. Although he was not unkempt, he was certainly not as dignified as usual. Surprised, he suddenly realized that during this period of time, Master Qin, who is the Minister of the Ministry of War, may wish to give birth to superhuman beings. He has been in the Ministry of War for days and has not even been able to set foot in the house. The army to conquer the west will leave tomorrow, and all emergency preparations are in place.

"Huaiying has worked hard these days, and the army will start tomorrow, so I can finally take a break." Fu Lingtian, who has nothing to do these days, looks at the unconcealable resentment of his colleagues. .

Qin Zhengyang casually glanced sideways at his colleague who was standing and talking without back pain, and said with a half-smile, "Brother Yifang thinks I can rest when the army is out of Beijing?

What kind of joke is this?Is this person still awake today?

Weapons, food, silver, frontline battles, which one can be hidden?From the moment His Majesty the Emperor made the decree to conquest the West, his old bones were boiled, and he was busy day and night, begging all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, praying for a smooth battle, and asking Prince Yun to kill the Quartet Otherwise, if the war persists in a stalemate and drags on for three to five years, he's afraid that even his bones will be boiled.

Fu Lingtian finally felt that he was looking for scolding, and shut his mouth in embarrassment. There was a war in the court, and the Ministry of War had to detour. Since Qin Huaiying took office as Minister of the Ministry of War, this has become a tacit understanding that everyone in the court has not spoken. He was also made a fuss about by the mysterious and unpredictable His Royal Highness Prince Yun, and he went to scold him, he deserves it! ?

Prince Yun lives in a simple place, not participating in politics or going to court, even His Majesty the Emperor acquiesced. They were all silent like dumb, what was he making trouble for?

Seeing his colleagues who were bewildered and wanted to raise their hands twice, Qin Zhengyang finally felt a little more at ease.It's all idle!

If anyone is as busy as he is, he would trot to go to the toilet, to see who has the time to worry about whether His Majesty the Emperor wants to hide Prince Yun and not let him out to see people.

Fu Lingtian was born in a slightly cold background. He was born on the border. He was saved by the old prince Yun in a war when he was young. He joined the army when he was a teenager. Because he can read and write, he went from a small soldier to today. The most regretful thing about the position of Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice is that he was not able to serve as a soldier under the Yun family he admired the most. He was not able to go to the Northwest Camp that year. Later, when Prince Yun went to war, he would have had the opportunity to work together, but by accident The battle in the southwest was transferred away. Later, Prince Yun died in battle, and Xiao Shizi was taken into the palace to be raised, and then sent to the northwest. He never saw any of the Yun family that he admired for half his life.

After so many years, the little prince finally grew up, except for a glimpse from a distance on the day he was conferred in the main hall, he was never seen again. This person was just in the middle of the capital and he didn't see him!

Thinking that the little prince was going to go to battle tomorrow, Fu Lingtian couldn't help sighing, once this fish entered the sea, he might never see it again.

He couldn't help sighing while walking, Qin Zhengyang glanced at him like a fool, wondering what was going on in this man's mind, is it really a fault of being idle?

The past two years are destined to be eventful. In addition to the Western Expedition to Annan, I am afraid that the small country in the north that has been missed by His Majesty for a long time will also be cleaned up to be slaughtered, or he will ask His Majesty for an idler to help?

The sighing Lord Fu didn't know, he admired the person he wanted to see all his life, His Majesty the Emperor rested on the apex of his heart, it hurts when he touches it, and blood bleeds when he thinks about it.If His Majesty the emperor, whose eyes are as big as the tip of a needle, knows that there are people besides himself who are so concerned about Dayin's empress, he doesn't know whether to jump or be relieved.