After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

Zaisheng ten years, the end of the year.

Princess Qingzhao and Concubine Ning Xu Jingrou returned from Nanyang, and the little princess Gu Xican, who was used to being at home with her two uncles, was also taken back to the princess' mansion.The unrestrained pampering for more than half a year has made this lively and active little guy even more mischievous. On the day Princess Qingzhao returned home, she broke the ivory wooden horse that Princess Ning bought from Nanyang and she spent a lot of money. Princess Qingzhao asked her why she was like this, and she only said that this was the horse riding technique taught to her by her elder brother, and there were no less than a dozen broken wooden horses in the East Palace.

At dinner that day, she refused to sit honestly when she said anything, and only said that when she was beside the imperial grandmother in Prince Ning's mansion, she always rode on the shoulders of her uncle Gu You. Picking and picking all the vegetables that Princess Qingzhao gave her were picked out of the small bowl.Leaning her neck up, she spoke plausibly to Princess Qingzhao that no one had ever forced her to eat vegetables before, whether in the palace or the palace.Even Taifu Han said that if you don't eat green vegetables, it's the same to eat more fresh and sweet fruits.

It was finally time for bedtime, but the little princess refused to go to sleep, saying that when she was with the imperial grandmother, there were storytellers or jugglers who would coax her. If there were no such things, she would not fall asleep .

Just as Princess Qingzhao was about to get angry, Zhuo Ting, the son-in-law, immediately came over to smooth things over and said, "His Royal Highness calm down, I will call a group of small actors for this child, and just put her to sleep."

Princess Qingzhao was so angry that she laughed back, she went straight past the captain-in-law and wrapped up the fussy little princess who refused to sleep with the brocade quilt on the couch, and put the little princess outside the house, and ordered all the palace servants, maids and nurses in the family The nanny is not allowed to take care of her.

Let her cry when she cries, let her make trouble if she makes trouble, including the son-in-law, if anyone dares to open the door for him when she is crying, then there is no need to stay in the princess mansion.

The little princess hugged the quilt and stood in the cold wind and wailed for two sticks of incense. At the moment when the door opened, she didn't want to juggle or juggle. Guarantee a good bedtime and no more nonsense.

In the next day, Princess Qingzhao, regardless of the exhaustion of the boat, went to the palace and Prince Ning's mansion to call out the two major culprits of the pampered princess, and told them all about the fact that the little princess was hugged in the wind and was frozen last night. , and left a sentence: "If you continue to pamper her, then she will only be the one who suffers in the future."

Although the two chief culprits felt distressed, they did not dare to disobey Princess Qingzhao's wishes at all. They could only secretly hope that one day Princess Qingzhao would go out again.

***

Zaisheng 11 years, July.

The autumn wind is gradually picking up in Bianjing, and the first batch of crabs in the fields are already cooked, and signs for the supply of live crabs are also hung in various restaurants and restaurants.Not surprisingly, this year has been another bumper year.In the Central Plains, except for a few counties in Lingnan Province that have reported drought and the local Food and Agriculture Department has distributed relief grain to the market, the grain production of the rest of the places has doubled compared to last year.

After the end of the war six years ago, the internal affairs of the states and territories have gradually stabilized.All territories where the Great Zhou King Banner is located are treated equally as in the Central Plains. There must be a county school for every [-] households where the people live together. Obtained the capital of the academy and entered the Great Zhou Dynasty as an official.

Just after the court meeting that day, Gu Xiujun and his ministers took off their public uniforms and crowns, and were about to go to Yangyiju Zhonghaosheng to fight a few rounds. Yuan Bao, the head of internal supervision, came to report, saying that Tang Qingshan, the new secretary of the Ministry of punishment, asked to see him.

Tang Qingshan was originally a scout in the Fuguo General Yunlie's army. Later, he was unable to go to the battlefield due to injury. Conscientiously working hard in the lawsuit of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.The two monarchs and ministers recited his years of merit, and promoted him to the position of Shangshu after Li Yi, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, retired.

The two monarchs and ministers looked at each other to announce their acceptance. Tang Qingshan, guided by Yuan Bao, had performed the ceremony of the monarch and ministers with the two of them, and then bluntly talked about what he had done during his trip today: "My Majesty, Taifu Han, I will not do anything to see you today." The other thing is that two days ago, he came down from prison to report that the former master of Nanzhao, Ge Kanglangda, was seriously ill. The doctor in the prison saw him and said that this person was already dying of illness. So I want to ask His Majesty and Taifu Han to show me that this time, I will continue Do you try your best to treat him like in previous years?"

Tang Qingshan's meaning is obvious. It has been nearly 20 years since Ge Kanglangda was captured here in the first year of Yongding.Over the years, he tried repeatedly to find fault but failed. Now Nanzhao's internal affairs have stabilized, and the last bandit force was wiped out by Prince Yucheng three years ago, and there was not even a single splash in the area.What's more, this person is dying, it's really not worth wasting great medicine from Da Zhou's famous doctor on him.

After Tang Qingshan finished speaking, he bowed his head and waited quietly for the instructions of the two monarchs and ministers on the throne. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the two of them looked at each other. Taifu Han slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "If this is the case, there is no need for medical treatment. , send him back to Nanzhou, and let his soul return to his native land."

Tang Qingshan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then gave a shallow salute to the monarch and his ministers: "Yes, I understand, and I will make arrangements this afternoon."

***

In the deepest part of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a cell that does not see sunlight all the year round. A solitary lamp, the flame is not the size of a bean sprout.Through the faint light of the fire, one can vaguely see a human-shaped object curled up in the corner of the cell.

Suddenly, a soft light illuminated the thin back of the figure.Tang Qingshan, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, stood in front of the cell door with a glazed glass lamp surrounded by six prison officials.

The figure who had been in the dark all year round seemed to feel the intrusion of the light, subconsciously moved his body, and pulled the iron chain tied to his ankle to make a faint sound.

The servants swiftly untied the iron locks wrapped around the wooden fence of the cell, and dragged the figure to the center of the cell, and each of them supported the person's arm to barely support the kneeling position: "My lord, the prisoner bring."

The culprit mentioned by the yamen's servants is Ge Kanglangda, the former master of Nanzhao.

Nearly 20 years of prison life have made Kang Langda, who is only fifty years old, very old and disfigured. Under serious illness, his lips are chapped and his cheeks are sunken, making him look haggard.Sparse white hair is disheveled like weeds, with a few strands hanging down to cover the face, the prison uniform on his body has become a mess of old cloth, the original color cannot be seen at all, and it can only barely cover his shame, and the soles of his feet are stained black. Dust and mud, a heavy shackle was locked on the ankle of his left foot. Under the long-term imprisonment of the shackle, his left foot was more than two fingers thinner than his right foot.

"I'm here to inform you about something under the order of Taifu Han today." Tang Qingshan opened the door and saw that the environment in this cell was too harsh, and he didn't want to stay here for too long.When he woke up in the morning, his wife told him that the eldest daughter-in-law had prepared a crab feast at the mansion today, and specifically asked him to return home early, he didn't want to lose his appetite at this moment.

Hearing the words "Han, Tai, Fu", Gel Kang Langda's body froze, and his powerless and drooping head slowly lifted up, and his cloudy and out-of-focus eyes unexpectedly became a little out of focus.

Tang Qingshan was taken aback by those sad eyes, held his breath as much as possible, and said in a slow voice: "You can go out today, and I will send a car to take you back to your hometown in Nanzhou, so that you can return to your roots. .”

Gel Kang Langda slowly raised the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, showing a hint of expression that he didn't know whether to like or not, and he sighed after a long time: "Alas..."

The clerks let go of Kang Langda's arms, and he flattened his body in silence again, limp like a pool of breathing mud.

Tang Qingshan knew that today's errands were over, he could go back home to eat crabs after packing up his smoked clothes.

***

A month later, a small black-capped carriage from Bianjing arrived at Surrey, the largest town in Nanzhou.

The carriage moved slowly, and finally stopped in front of a tall yellow wooden gate. The coachman lifted the curtain, and an old-fashioned man in a black robe came out of the carriage.

The man was leaning on an unpolished wooden staff, his gray and half-white hair was still disheveled after combing, his thin cheeks, high cheekbones, and deep-set eye sockets all made this man look like a standing The skeleton, standing in front of such a grand gate, seemed to be more and more arched and shrugged, so pitiful.

He stood under the gate with a complicated expression, rubbing his eyes in a trance, as if he was confirming something, and he was afraid of confirming something, so he didn't even notice that the coachman left.

This gate was originally the residence of the Nanzhao Prince's Mansion. Later, after the marriage of the first Marquis of Jingnan, he moved to another place. Chen Yonglin, the prefect of Nanzhou, rebuilt the original king's mansion into a rural school, and recruited many talents with his own salary. As a scholar of Badou, I only hope that there will be a few more talents in Nanzhou.

When Ge Kanglangda was helped out of the carriage, he happened to be in time for the rural school to finish class. A large group of eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers, carrying book boxes and wearing uniform autumn clothes, rushed out of the rural school gate.

He hunched his back, leaning on his crutches, and stood beside the carriage in a daze, listening to the group of children running past him with a fluent Zhou Wen talking and laughing, the fastest boy greeted him happily Follower: "Hurry up, my mother made walnut shortbread today, let's take it and go to the theater."

"Oh! That's right!" The teenagers happily chased each other, running towards the sun without noticing this gloomy old man.

Suddenly, the boy who was running at the end was pinched by a pair of skinny big hands. When he came back to his senses, he saw an old man who looked like a skeleton and asked sharply in a hoarse voice: "I ask you! What kind of shortbread did he just say? Shortcakes made of flour?! Also, what show do you want to see! There is no show here!"

"Yes, it's white flour shortbread. We took it and went to Dongjie to watch Baixi." The young man was frightened by Je Kang Lang's horrifying questioning, and told the whole story, struggling innocently and looking at his companions who were about to run away: "Old man, I I don't know you, let me go, let me go!"

"Hey, outsider, what do you have to tell us, bullying children is nothing." The boy's cry for help aroused several passers-by and the owner of the stall not far away.

"Me? A foreigner?" This sentence hit Ge Kanglangda like a thunderbolt. He let go of the terrified boy, and turned tremblingly to the people gathered around him, "I am from Nanzhao ! You are also Nanzhao people! You! You are all Nanzhao people!"

"This is Nanzhou, Nanzhou County on the South Dazhou Ridge Road." A disdainful voice reminded.

"No! This is not Nanzhou! This is Nanzhao! It's Nanzhao! You are Nanzhao people! Not Zhou people! Not Zhou people!" Ge Kang Langda threw his crutches and hugged his head, trying to get the voice out of his mind disperse.

"Look, there's a madman over there."

"Yeah, listen to what he said? If this isn't Da Zhou, where else could it be?"

"That's right, what a lunatic."

People in the market pointed at Gel Conrad, and everyone avoided him.

Je Kang Langda gritted his teeth and grabbed all the people in sight, no matter young or old, he asked everyone, "Tell me, is this Nanzhao or Dazhou? Where is this place?"

Everyone's answers were surprisingly uniform: "This is Dazhou, Lingnan Road, Nanzhou County."

In the end, Ge Kanglangda finally saw an old man with white beard and hair in front of a shop. With tears in his eyes, he asked sadly: "Please tell me, is this Da Zhou or Nanzhao? Is it Dazhou or Nanzhao?"

"I'm talking about this foreign gentleman, where did you come from? What is there to ask about this?" The old man yawned lazily: "This place was indeed called Nanzhao when I was young. But the name has been changed a long time ago. Let me say it is better to call it Nanzhou. When it was called Nanzhao, my wife, daughter and children almost starved to death. If I don’t change the name to Nanzhou, where can I have this shop? Where can I live At this age?"

After hearing the old man's words, the hysterical beefy Kang Langda suddenly became quiet along the way.

The old man looked at him with his back straightened, turned his head and greeted the shop: "My son, there is an old gentleman outside the house who can't find his home. You can pack it up and send him to the nursing home."

He waved his hand towards the old man, and walked forward in a daze.The surrounding scenery is constantly changing, and the surrounding voices are gradually fading away.

All he saw along the way were beautiful landscapes, neat houses, bustling bazaars, a wide variety of goods, sleeping white dogs in front of shops, women meeting in twos and threes to buy vegetables with baskets, and those faces. The teenagers who are full of laughter.

If it wasn't for the familiar gate and the appearance of the people around him, he would have thought that he had never left Bianjing, and everything was the conspiracy of Han Mochu's poisonous butterfly.

As he was walking, Gel Kang Langda's feet suddenly softened, and a mouthful of foul-smelling thick blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. He fell straight on the ground, his eyes widened, and he stared fixedly at the approaching man running towards him. boots.

how!How come there is not even a pair of grass woven!how!How come there isn't even a barefoot person!

How come the streets here are so flat and wide, without any mud?How come the people here are all rosy and radiant?

From the moment he succeeded to the throne, he made up his mind that one day the people here will wear straw sandals and every household can eat glutinous rice.

For this desire in his heart, he could not hesitate to launch a war with pebbles and stones, and indirectly killed [-] soldiers loyal to him.

Now, this place has already far exceeded his old fantasy.

Ordinary people here no longer satiate their hunger with indigestible glutinous rice, but eat japonica rice and white noodles like those outside the mountains, and even use more expensive ghee to make snacks.Children here can go to school when they are seven years old, and all food and expenses are borne by the imperial court.The spices, tea, and raw silk here are sold all over the country, and the homes of tea farmers and silk farmers live in several yards.There are teahouses, wine shops, bookstores, piano halls, and a hundred operas on the streets here.Here even the traffickers and pawns can read and understand the notices on the street.There are Homes for the Elderly, Jigu Tang, and Jimin Institute. All the old, young, orphans, and disabled are cared for, and all the poor have medicines to treat them.

He never thought of giving up during the 19 years he was imprisoned in the Great Zhou Prison, even if there was only a hope as small as a lamp on the wall, he was unwilling to really give up. All his self-defeating and self-abnegation were hoping that the poisonous butterfly would relax its vigilance .

Before arriving in his homeland, he was complacent all the way, imagining how he would take advantage of this short period of freedom to recuperate and make a comeback.

The moment he got off the carriage and saw the sun, he completely understood what despair is.

The people he cared about lived very well under the rule of the country he hated. They lived and worked in peace and contentment. If they didn't pick up things on the way, they no longer remembered themselves, and even the country they once had.

His beloved Nanzhao was so prosperous, but it has disappeared, and it has disappeared as one of hundreds of states and counties in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He has no chance of making a comeback.

Because the poisonous butterfly not only occupied his land, but also stole his people's hearts.

***

Zaisheng 11 years, August.

Chen Yonglin, the prefect of Nanzhou, wrote a letter stating that Gie Kanglangda, the former Nanzhao ruler, had died in the street and had been buried in the local mountains of Surrey.

Emperor Gu Xiu read the watch and then casually wrote three large characters: "I know it."

The author has something to say:

Two hundred chapters!End the countdown as usual!

The existence of this chapter is mainly to set off the achievements of master and Gu Mengmeng in governing the country.

如果看不懂的小盆友们可以回看一下107章—110章哦！感谢在2021-12-1417:40:05~2021-12-1615:07:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: Everyone has come and everyone has left;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!