To the west of Tokyo, in the suburbs ten miles away, on the left side of the road, willows are hanging low, green buds are emerging, white catkins are flying, and a farewell scene in a long pavilion is taking place.
In the early spring, although there was a rising sun and wind, being there, for Yang Bin after the great changes, inevitably made him feel three parts sad, three parts desolate, three parts emotional, and one part reluctant to leave.
Although he was dressed in plain clothes, he was extremely neat and tidy, and he did not have any legal equipment. Compared with ordinary exiled prisoners, the imperial court gave Yang Bin some dignity. Of course, this was the "grace" given by the emperor Liu Chengyou. ”.
There were eight officers escorting him, all carrying law enforcement sticks, carrying long knives at their waists, and carrying packages on their shoulders. They sat or stood scattered along the roadside, not daring to disturb relatives and friends seeing off Yang Bin.
There were not many people bidding farewell to Yang Bin. Apart from his two sons and two old officials who were not afraid of death, it was the Prime Minister Wang Zhang.
Looking at the vicissitudes of life of Yang Bin, Wang Zhangzhi gave him a new willow branch and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yang, the love of a thousand feet is parting here. The road is far away, so we must cherish it!"
It is said that the strong wind knows the strong grass, and the time passes by the human heart. In this situation, with such deep affection and friendship from Wang Zhang, Yang Bin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and solemnly accepted: "I have no regrets in gaining such a close friend!"
Wang Zhang's figure was getting better and better day by day, and he was not much better than Yang Bin who had been in prison for a long time. Noticing his unhealthy appearance, Yang Bin also gave instructions: "Brother has been ill for many years, so he should take good care of himself." To raise your health, you must not ruin your health even if you have to work hard on government affairs."
It can be noticed that even in such a situation, Yang Bin is still "concerned" about the government...
After hearing his words, Wang Zhang smiled casually and said: "Brother Yang, you are worrying too much. There are so many talented people in the dynasty today. Why bother me, an old man, to do anything? The day of leaving the dynasty is not far away!"
Hearing what he said, Yang Bin frowned immediately: "What do you mean by this? In the current dynasty, the only ones who can do things are you and Guo Wenzhong. We must be responsible for major military and national affairs, and we must not act on our own initiative!"
"A few days ago, I begged the emperor for bones, but the emperor did not agree." Wang Zhang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "However, I am afraid that my position in the third division will not last long. Maybe one day, We still don’t know when we will see each other again…”
Wang Zhangzhi's words, with a hint of anger in them, were explicit: "Now that I have gone, I have looked away. It seems that we and other old officials of the previous dynasty still refrained from eating with corpses in the hall, only arousing people's fear. If we understand the current situation and retreat bravely, we may be able to win." Enjoy your retirement..."
Compared with his usual reticence, Wang Zhang obviously spoke freely at this time. Seeing this, Yang Bin was also speechless and turned into a sigh. A gust of wind blew his gray beard and hair, It's not cool under the rising sun, but my heart is very cold.
"That's all! Not mentioning these is just adding to the sadness. It's two thousand miles away from Yuanzhou. The road is long and difficult. Have a safe journey!"
According to Liu Chengyou's system, Yang Ping had to travel three thousand miles. However, starting from Tokyo, the territory of the Northern Han Dynasty was indeed difficult to meet, so he retreated to the next best place and took Yuanzhou, a subordinate of the Changyi Army Jiedu, as his destination. It is the most remote place in the western border of Han Dynasty.
Wang Zhang added: "Although Yuanzhou is poor and humble, with a mixture of Hu and Han people, Shi Kuangyi has been in town for many years, and it is quite powerful. I have sent someone to write a letter asking him to take care of it. I believe Shi Shijun will give it to you." I only have face."
"Thank you for your trouble!" Yang Fang raised his sleeves and bowed heavily.
"Father, let me take my family with me to Yuanzhou to serve you as a filial piety!" At this time, the eldest son Yang Tingkan couldn't help but say something.
The fist fight made Yang Yan furious, and spittle sprayed directly on Yang Tingkan's face: "You rebellious son, do you really want to destroy my Yang family?"
"Why did father say this?" Yang Tingkan was startled.
The sound of sobs sounded, but a woman next to her couldn't help crying and was quite sentimental. This was Yang Bin's wife, and she was obviously worried about the hard life in the future.
Yang Bin was upset when he heard this and couldn't help scolding him: "How can you cry and cry?"
The words were very harsh, and his eyes were still fixed on Yang Tingkan, so frightened that the third son Yang Tingyi on the side did not dare to speak.
"My nephew is also very caring, Brother Yang, you don't have to be like this!" Wang Zhang advised.
Yang Tingkan still had a puzzled look on his face. Seeing this, Yang Fan calmed down and then said to his eldest son in a warning tone: "I still have this life and can survive, not because the emperor is kind, but because he is afraid of rumors. I am here in the original place."
Zhouzhou, you are in Tokyo, as long as you stay safe, you can keep the Yang family safe. You understand!"
Facing his father's rare kind gaze, Yang Tingkan's eyes turned red and he nodded subconsciously.
"Serve the wine!" Wang Zhang greeted, and the servant waiting nearby heard the sound and hurried forward to pour the already cold wine for those present.
They drank from the cups together, took the luggage from Yang Tingkan, and supported each other with his wife, ready to head west.
"You, the escorts, should take good care of Yang Gong and his wife along the way. If you are negligent, it will come into my ears..." Before leaving, Wang Zhang had a straight face and his voice was not loud, but unusually
Sternly, he told the leading officer.
Escorting Yang Bin, traveling thousands of miles westward to the frontier land, is a hard job, and not many of the escorts in the team are in a good mood. However, in the face of Wang Zhang's warning, they have to put on a smile and say respectfully: "My lord, please
Don’t worry, I will never dare to treat Yang Gong lightly!"
When the officer was calling his men to go on the road, a group of people suddenly came galloping from the official road to the east. The atmosphere was wanton and eye-catching, including the pedestrians on the road.
When he got closer, he recognized the person who was coming. It was Zhang Yongde, a member of the Imperial Guard, but he was dressed in ordinary clothes. Wang Zhang's expression suddenly became serious, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Bin. Could it be that the emperor changed his attention?
Yang Bin had a calm face, his eyes were like a still pool, looking at the young and heroic Zhang Yuhou. There were indeed more and more young people around the emperor...
Dismounting from his horse with a vigorous posture, Zhang Yongde first bowed to Wang Zhang, then stepped forward, swept Yang Bin's eyes, and said loudly: "Your Majesty has an edict. The road to exile is long. Although Yang Bin is guilty, in memory of his meritorious service, he will be given a special gift."
A carriage is just for transportation!"
He waved his hand back, and immediately there were guards driving a pack carriage forward. Looking at Zhang Yongde and then at the carriage, a trace of complicated emotions flashed across Yang Ping's old face, and he did not talk to him again.
Fighting by himself, he looked east toward the imperial city and bowed: "Thank you, sinner!"
After packing up and saying goodbye, Yang and his wife got into the carriage and, escorted by a group of officers, headed for the far west.
After stopping for a long time and watching the group go away, Wang Zhang sighed sadly: "I'm afraid we'll never see each other again!"
"Ms. Sir, I will go back and report to Your Majesty right now!" Before leaving, Zhang Yongde saluted Wang Zhang politely.
After scanning Zhang Yongde's body, Wang Zhang was a little curious about the decoration of his uniform, but he still said calmly: "Marquis Zhang Yu, please help yourself!"
On a low hill not far from where Yang and Wang Lin lived, Liu Chengyou withdrew his gaze and looked towards the noisy official road, his expression becoming unpredictable.
"Since your Majesty wanted to say goodbye to Duke Yang, why did he change his mind?" Wang Pu took the initiative to speak from behind him.
Liu Chengyou said casually: "I have sentenced Yang Fu to ten major crimes. It is a gift from heaven to exempt such a serious person from the death penalty. Maybe it is not appropriate for me to send him off in person again!"
"Your Majesty is kind enough to give you a carriage for transportation!" Wang Pu said.
Two thousand miles away from the mountains, if Yang Bin's old body is really allowed to walk all the way, I'm afraid he will inevitably end up halfway.
It didn't take long for King Yang's parting conversation to fall into the ears of Liu Chengyou. After a moment of understanding, Liu Chengyou suddenly laughed: "It's conceivable that Yang Ping has resentment towards me. But I don't know where Wang Zhang came from. resentment?"
No one around him dared to say this.
After a moment of silence, Liu Chengyou looked westward, raised his hand and asked Wang Pu: "Qi Wu, am I too cool?"
Upon hearing this question, Wang Pu was startled and glanced at the emperor carefully, but could not see anything strange on his face.
"Your Majesty's words are serious!" After thinking for a while, Wang Pu replied in a deep voice: "I only know that from now on, your Majesty will have sole control of the Han Dynasty!"
Hearing his answer, his expression was dull, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Wang Pu, which immediately turned into a burst of hearty laughter, which was rare to show off...
Two years have passed, among the generals Liu Zhiyuan left behind, Su Fengji was demoted, Shi Hongzhao was released, Yang Bing was questioned, Su Yugui almost retired, and Wang Zhang reduced his power... Until now, the DPRK, which Liu Chengyou regarded as a constraint, The old strength is indeed running out.
From then on, the Han Dynasty took on a completely new look, and Liu Chengyou's road to monarchical centralization took a big step forward.
The Han Dynasty will usher in a new era, an era that truly belongs to Liu Chengyou.
"It is said that Su Fengji actually raised horses in Jingzhou. Yang Ping was demoted to Yuanzhou. The two of them used to hinder each other in the court, but now they are in the northwest together. It may be a kind of fate... "