My country is dead again [Rebirth]

In the first snow season of this year in the previous life, Xie Ruzhuo also watched this sword dance on a drum in front of the Chongzheng Hall. It was the first time Liu Yan'er danced with a sword since he was born, and it was also the last time.

God is still so cruel to birth, old age, sickness and death, and so indifferent to love in the world. Maybe every pair of lovers in the world can only have one chance to catch each other. If you miss it once, you will miss it forever.

He was also a little worried about whether the rebirth God bestowed on him would really be perfect. Some things would change, but some things would not. He was afraid that in the first snow season ten years later, God would take away his resignation.

No matter what Liu Yan'er has done to him, how much love and hatred she has with her, now that she is gone, they should all go to the loess, not to mention that this is one of his few relatives.

Xie Ruzhuo staggered down from Majesty Dan, glanced at the blood flowing out of Liu Yan'er's mouth, and said, "Take the poison. She started coughing up blood last year, and she is in good spirits these two days, probably because she doesn't want to suffer in bed die."

Wu Xianrong clenched the back of the Butterfly Chasing Flowers comb tightly in his hand, it was stained with Liu Yan'er's blood, embedded in the carved ravines, the golden layer became increasingly dim.

More than 20 years ago, he went to Liu Yan'er's room for the first time. When he left, he went outside and bought something to give to her. In those years, Liu Yan'er would wear it every time he came. When he saw her again, he could still see some old combs stuck in the bun, and they were sent back to him before he died.

It seems to bring everything back to the original point. They met because of such a sword dance and a song. He gave her a butterfly to brush her back. Time has passed. She danced this sword dance again and sang the song. Put the Die Chasing Flower comb back into his hand, and tell him not to come to her in the next life, the entanglement with him in this life will end where it started, and she should start over clean and fresh in the next life.

"Your Majesty, I want to wait until the empress is buried before leaving." Wu Xianrong said hoarsely.

Xie Ruzhuo smiled sarcastically, why didn't she feel so affectionate back then, what's the use of regretting after all these years, said: "No need, she probably doesn't want to have anything to do with the two men who ruined her life anymore, If you still have feelings for her, let her go and let her go quietly."

Wu Xianrong closed his eyes in pain, a tear fell down his chin, and handed the woman in his arms to the palace servants to bring her back to Jiezhi Palace to tidy up her remains, stood up and saluted Xie Ruzhuo, and slowly left the palace in the snow.

With the wind and snow blowing, the servant of Yongning Palace came to Xie Ruzhuo with a fox fur, and saw his thin body swaying, and fell to the ground staggeringly.

The courtiers rushed up to help him up in a panic: "Your Majesty! Send the imperial physician!"

Xie Ruzhuo fell ill again. After getting sick a few months ago because of the Song family’s affairs, his body was actually not feeling well. The imperial doctor asked him to work less and take care of himself, but he didn’t listen. He was still worried about the battle ahead every day. Difficulty sleeping and eating, a little uncomfortable, I was fooled, this time I don’t know why, I completely dissipated all the backlog of symptoms, cold and hot, talking nonsense, unconscious for two days without waking up, making everyone feel sick. I was so scared that my legs went limp.

The imperial doctor is also very helpless, it looks like they caught a cold and caught a cold in a snowy day, but their health was not good before, which caused the slight wind and cold to be dragged seriously. I advised His Majesty to rest more and work less, but did His Majesty listen? I really can't blame others for the way I am now.

Xie Ruzhuo himself didn't know what happened at that time, the lyrics and music sung by Liu Yan'er kept ringing in his ears, his expression was in a trance, he seemed to have become the general who wrote the lyrics, he seemed to look back at Nanxiang's hometown again and again just like the general , who once carried the hatred of subjugating the country, could not bear to look back, and lived a new life. The gold and iron horses in the troubled times are surging, but they are all three or two lines in the history books. , Maybe it was really between that drunkenness.

Probably because of violent mood swings, his body couldn't stand the cold at once, and then he passed out in the snow, and because of the backlog of fatigue, his condition was aggravated. Very guilty.

The emperor suddenly fell ill, and the court was naturally nervous for a while. Even Shen Ci, who was on the front line, knew about it. He sent back four or five letters at once, almost every two days. Xie Ruzhuo could feel his worry on the letter paper, and he couldn't hide his worry between the lines. He wished he could give thousands of instructions, and wished he could return to him immediately.

Xie Ruzhuo touched the Yipo hanging around his neck, and said in his heart: The things you gave me have been protecting me, I hope you will be happy and successful in this life, and live a long life.

In December, Xie Ruzhuo's illness got better, he dealt with some backlog of political affairs, and met with officials who came to Beijing to report on their duties. Jiezhi Palace completed the ceremony on July 49, and the Empress Dowager was officially buried in the Lezhou Mausoleum. Xie Ruzhuo personally helped the spirit to drink When it came to the wind, even though he only had a slight cough, the imperial physician still pressed the person back on the bed as if facing a formidable enemy.

He Xiaoman was also frightened by him, and hit it off with the imperial physician and forbade him to leave Yongning Palace.

Therefore, Xie Ruzhuo could only lie on the bed and on the soft couch without interest every day. If he read a lot of books, he would be considered to be cold and tired.

Du Ruo went to the palace to visit the sick one day, looked at Xie Ruzhuo's face, and sighed: "Your Majesty has indeed lost a lot, you should take good care of your illness, don't be tired anymore."

Xie Ruzhuo sat up from the soft couch listlessly, pouted and said, "Isn't I raising it?"

"The battle ahead is going well. The whole territory of Ningya has been taken back. Chizhou has worked hard, but Linchang Mansion has still won two states." Du Ruo comforted him, "Linchang Mansion is destined to be a long-term confrontation. After passing Linchang Mansion , we arrived at Chengtian Mansion where Pingdu is located, and it will be time for a decisive battle. We will survive next year, and we will not be far from returning to Pingdu."

Xie Ruzhuo nodded and said: "With Shen Ci here, of course I am at ease."

Du Ruo smiled, and said again: "Since the beginning of summer this year, the north has been a bit dry, and the rain is too little. The grain harvest must have been affected, but there are still some grains in various places. I think there is no major problem at present. After the reorganization before the garrison, the Weisuo Army also had garrison food, and they were no longer exploited by the officers. I just don’t know what will happen in the spring of next year. If there is no rain for a long time, or the rain is still too little, the court still has to pay attention to it. Drought."

Within Dayu, the Lingjiang River is used as the boundary to divide the north and the south. North Hebei, South Hebei, and Jiangbei are the north, and Central Shu, Jiangnan, and Lingnan are the south. Today, the places that Dayu has recovered are all in the north. Compared with the north of Lingjiang In the south, it is dry and rainless, especially in spring and autumn. There will be mild or severe droughts every few years. Fortunately, there are many large rivers in the north, and irrigation is not a problem. As long as the drought is not too severe, the court will Dim sum can also pass smoothly.

"It's just a little less rain this year than in previous years, and it's not serious. I've already asked the localities to pay attention to the disaster situation, and open warehouses to release food at any time." Xie Ruzhuo's throat was still a little uncomfortable, and he coughed twice. The people dug new canals, and improved waterwheels and irrigation methods, so that water can be obtained from highlands and low-lying places, in order to prepare for the worst. The previous severe drought in Jiangbei caused riots everywhere because of the ditches Too little, and the methods of water collection and irrigation are relatively backward, and the government has done nothing to deal with the severe drought, so it cannot be entirely blamed on natural disasters.”

Du Ruo was surprised that Xie Ruzhuo was able to plan ahead and make so many preparations, but Xie Ruzhuo naturally did not dare to say that he had memories of his previous life. There has been a drought in the north for the past two years, so he needs to make preparations in advance.

"After the reorganization of the guards, I see that the harvest of the army is very stable. The sergeants under the guards can all share a few acres of land, seven of which go to the granaries of the guards, and three of which are kept for themselves. It is not a problem to solve food and clothing. Many military households There is still a surplus." Du Ruo said, "If the drought is severe next year, the imperial court may consider asking the guards to keep more food and grain silver, so as to avoid riots."

"Sir, what you said is reasonable." Xie Ruzhuo agreed, "Now the guards have people from the procuratorate going to inspect every month, and the imperial court also sends the censor of the capital procuratorate to go there every year. There are a lot less petty actions. But some people in the northern Xinjiang It’s hard to say where it is, it’s probably still the same.”

Du Ruo knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song: "What I still want to talk about today is Cangzhou. People from the Ministry of War told me yesterday that they heard that due to the drought this year, the condition of the guards below Cangzhou is not very good."

There are a few young officials in the Ministry of War who have a good relationship with Du Ruo, and they follow Du Ruo completely. They will tell Du Ruo immediately if they have any news on weekdays.

These days, He Xiaoman didn't pass any memorials in front of him, asking him to take a good rest, but Xie Ruzhuo was not surprised when he heard the words, and said, "How do you think the Pei family's wealth is built? Corruption and bribery, combination of government and business, Wanton exploitation is the only way to have inexhaustible money and a rich family background. Although they used this method to train a powerful Cangzhou army and defend the territory of Dayu, the guards below Cangzhou were also tossed by them That's enough. In addition, Pei Yuankai still has a few sons who are useless, and they are used to domineering. In order to enrich their own pockets, they have to exploit another layer, which is also a hardship for those military households."

Du Ruo also shook his head and sighed: "In Cangzhou, only the Cangzhou army cultivated by Pei Yuankai can be called the direct line of the Pei family. The tool used for exploitation, and at the end, he said that he did not rely on the guards to fight. From this point of view, the Song family is really beyond reproach, even if they also pay for their own soldiers, there is a powerful Wanyang army, But they treat the guards below with kindness, and in Wanyang, everyone praises the Song family."

Xie Ruzhuo brushed back his loose long hair, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said: "Wait, the Pei family won't be proud for long, the chaos in Cangzhou is our chance."

Du Ruo understood the deep meaning of this, and after leaving the palace, he asked those familiar military officials to continue to pay attention to the movement in Cangzhou, and Pei Yunfeng, who was far away in Cangzhou, was also unhappy because of this year's drought.

Since he was transferred to the guard station in Cangzhou, he has been doing as he pleases every day. No one dared to say no to him from the commander of the guard, so he was quite satisfied with the emperor's paper transfer order.

At that time, Pei Yuankai put him in the command and envoy of Weishan Guard, just to insert his own people in Suifang Guard and expand his power. He was depressed for a while, but when he arrived at Commander Yu Linwei, he tasted the sweetness of being more comfortable than before, and he began to be reluctant to leave, and regretted why he agreed to his father to leave Cangzhou in the first place.

The end of the year is his happiest time. The local officials and the household department have the rules of year-end settlement, and this is also the time to take the opportunity to make a sum of money for the New Year.

Pei Yunfeng has always spent money lavishly, and if he really depends on his monthly salary, he does not know how much money he owes. Even though his family gives him a lot of money every month, it is still far from enough for him, and he dare not face his father and brothers He reached out to ask for money, so he could only rely on the "filial piety" of the people below like his younger brothers.

"Sixth young master, there is little rain in Suifang this year, and the harvest in the guards' fields is not good enough. Of course, this is the only grain silver." Wang Jinyao, the colleague of the commander of the guards, looked at the gloomy Pei Yunfeng with a sad face. I still had to look at his face, called Sixth Young Master, and said anxiously, "I can't charge more, the military households below have already complained, and I really can't live if I take them again. Why don't we look at the situation next year and give Sixth Young Master Fill?"

Pei Yunfeng gave him a cold look, threw the account book on him, and said: "There is no severe drought, and there is no movement from the court. What are you pretending to do with me?"

Wang Jinyao is suffering so much that he can't tell. This young master doesn't know the sufferings of the world. Of course, he doesn't know what the drought is like. Cangzhou is the most northerly place in Suifang. It usually has less rain than Lezhou. This year, there is less rain in the north. There haven't been a few rains in summer, and the land that is not suitable for growing food has become more and more dry, and the harvest has been cut in half. They have made up for this little grain silver themselves, and they are afraid that this young master will make trouble for them. .

"Yu Lin is gone, what about other places?" Pei Yunfeng called out to a soldier who had been following him and was also his confidant, "Fu'an has no money? Last year, I remember that there were more people in Fu'an than Yulin."

The soldiers and Wang Jinyao looked at each other, feeling a little helpless, stepped forward and handed another account book in front of Pei Yunfeng, and said: "The people in Fu'an are here too, and the money is almost delivered on the way, but the drought really can't help... ..."

"Don't be pitiful to me." Pei Yunfeng was even more irritable, and he threw away the account book, and patted the table, "Go and get me at least [-]% of it, so who can fool so much less?"

Two days ago, he and his two younger brothers went betting horses and lost a lot of money. After the next year, several aristocratic families who are close to Pei's family will come to pay New Year's greetings. When others come to Cangzhou as guests, he will naturally have to bring out the best to entertain them. , several entertainments cost a sum of money,

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then said: "Sixth young master, both the general and the fifth young master sent people here this morning, saying that there will be a drought this year, and there may be a severe drought in the spring of next year, not to mention that our relationship with the court is also tense now. Be restrained in some things, and don’t do it.”

Wang Jinyao also responded: "Yes, how dare we fool you, Master Six? This year is really not easy, and the court is also preparing for a possible severe drought next year, and it will be overwhelmed if we reap [-]% of the income. This... ...something is going to happen."

"What are you afraid of?" Pei Yunfeng said with a "sigh" and said indifferently, "There has never been a severe drought in Cangzhou before? When did something happen? How dare the court do anything to us? Don't make excuses for me, give me all the money within five days Come on, if you don’t see the silver, you go home for me.”

Wang Jinyao shook his head and sighed. There was indeed a severe drought in the past, but after years of exploitation like this, the grain storage in the Cangzhou Wei Station had bottomed out. Later, to deal with the drought, he went to the Suifang Wei Station to adjust grain. Now Cangzhou is in Suifang Most of the power of the guard was gone, food adjustment was no longer feasible, and they themselves were already too poor to eat, and they had to make up tributes and filial piety. Dare to say.

The soldiers were also afraid that Pei Yunfeng would continue to mess around here, so they persuaded him to go back to Pei's house, saying that Pei Yunjing had something to do with him.

As soon as Pei Yunfeng left, another conductor asked in a low voice: "Are you really going to charge another [-]%?"

"Then what do you say?" Wang Jinyao picked up the account book on the ground, "Who has the money to make it up for him? If he can't make it up, he will make trouble in front of his father, and we still can't afford it."

The two sighed at the same time, what a crime.

The author has something to say: Xiao Xie: Thank you for being so stupid, hee hee

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