"Well, it's not urgent!" Yang Yichen frowned, doubts flashing across his eyes. He really liked fighting side by side with the young man in front of him, but his words today obviously had a hint of an imminent separation. "
Where are you going after defeating Yang Gongqing? Have you received any orders from the imperial court?"
"There is a rumor that an appointment for me was blocked by bandits on the bank of the Yellow River!" Li Xu nodded, with a very calm expression on his face. "Whether the rumor is true or false, I will cross the river from Bohai County to the south bank of the Yellow River to request the imperial edict.
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"The south bank of the Yellow River?" Yang Yichen heard Li Xu's solemn words and couldn't help asking in surprise, "Isn't that Qi County? Why did you go around so far?"
"That's General Zhang's home!" Li Xu nodded and answered.
In these troubled times, the only blessed place that can be called a paradise can only be Yangzhou. Whether it is Henan or Hebei where people are dying of hunger, or whether the heroes of Shandong and Shanxi are all together, no matter what kind of storm blows under the city of Yangzhou, the calm and experienced Master Pei
He stretched out his hand, and then the eight-faced and exquisite Master Yu moved his pen, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into auspicious clouds, showing their gentleness.
Writing repeated defeats as repeated defeats, writing bandits killing officials and revolting everywhere as officials from all over the country scrambling to be loyal to the country, writing half of the country as a small number of regions is just a change of description angle, and it is not deceiving the emperor. Besides,
His Majesty the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty did not like to see those who pretended to be concerned about the country and the people. It was just scabies itching. They were far away from the imperial city. Is it worth making a fuss about it?
In the midst of singing and dancing, Yang Guang continued to enjoy the dream of a prosperous age. Now there are fewer people who can disturb him. Fan Zigai, the Duke of Ji Jinggong, died of illness in July, Zhao Xiaocai, the Minister of War, retired and returned to his hometown in August, and Yu Wenshu, the Duke of Xu State, has also reached his twilight years.
He rarely visits the palace anymore. The loyal Pei Ju, Yu Shiji and others take care of things that happen outside, except for some major events that have to be witnessed by him, such as the peach blossoms in Tangquan Palace blooming against the season, and the white jade bridge under the White Jade Bridge.
The willow trees turn green again in autumn, and the ministers will not let the emperor of Shengming worry about it easily. And the emperor of Shengming, who rows on the blue waves all day long, also believes that these officials can handle the complicated and boring government affairs in an orderly manner, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment.
With such mutual trust between the monarch and his ministers, how can the state affairs be disharmonious? Since July, auspicious signs have appeared in various places, and the good news of the bandits being suppressed has also come one after another. After seeing what happened, Yang Guang didn't even bother to read the good news.
They were all put into a small basket made of woven ivory by the personal eunuchs. Only when they were bored would they occasionally take out a few to relieve their boredom.
What Yang Guang pulled out today was a stack of memorials that Yu Shiji personally sent to the palace a few days ago. Yang Guang remembered that he was busy judging the newly composed Qiu Si poems by the bachelors of the Secretary's Department, so he didn't take the time to read them. Now finally
After a moment of leisure, I should give Yu Shiji an answer, so as not to chill this loyal minister's heart.
When the old eunuch Wen Yidao saw the emperor starting to deal with government affairs, he personally brought a bowl of ginseng soup. The weather was already getting cold, and His Majesty needed some nourishing food to warm his stomach. Three ounces of wild ginseng like this is best, as it will not make him angry.
Even though the fever makes people uncomfortable, it doesn't have any medicinal properties at all, and it still makes people lose their spirits after drinking it.
"Liaodong ginseng?" Yang Guang smelled the strong medicinal flavor, picked up the bowl and took a sip, asking very accurately.
"If I answer Long Live, it is indeed Liaodong ginseng." Eunuch Wen bent down and answered with some admiration.
"Where did it come from?" Yang Guang took another sip of ginseng soup and continued to ask. The ginseng brought from various places in the Sui Dynasty was best produced in Liaodong and Goguryeo. However, the counties in Liaodong have not paid taxes to the court since last year.
, let alone send precious wild ginseng to Yangzhou.
"Your Majesty, it was sent to the palace by Mr. Yu six days ago when he delivered the memorial. It was said to be a tribute from Liaodong. You didn't pay attention at the time, so the old slave ordered someone to collect it!" Although Eunuch Wen is old, he has a good memory.
But his strength showed no sign of declining. After a moment of hesitation, he immediately gave an accurate answer.
"Well, not bad!" Yang Guang nodded, not knowing whether he was praising the taste of the medicinal diet or Eunuch Wen's memory. Suddenly, he struggled to sit up straight and pressed the memorial in his hand on the desk, "A tribute from Liaodong? Yu Shiji was originally
Is that what you said? Why don’t I remember anything? Was Liaodong recaptured by Yang Yichen? When was it recaptured? Why didn’t they let me know about such a big thing? "
He kept asking questions, like a child who had just walked out of the mountains, full of ignorance and curiosity about external things. Eunuch Wen was almost breathless by his questions. He was stunned for a long time before he sorted out his thoughts and slowly
Answer, "Reply to your majesty. At that time, your majesty was busy rewriting poems for the secretaries and bachelors, and did not pay attention to this matter. It was not the old general Yang who regained Liaodong, but the Huben general Luo Yiliang suddenly found out and wrote a memorial to apologize. By the way, I paid tribute.
Dozens of kilograms of fine ginseng, deer antlers and other items!"
"Luo Yi?" Yang Guang repeated as if in a dream, and then slammed the table hard, "This thief, it's a good thing he remembers me! Where is his memorial, help me look for it. Yu Shiji and Pei Ju suggested what I should do with it.
Did I approve him at that time? Where did he put it? "
"Your Majesty hasn't had time to read it yet. Master Yu has drafted the imperial edict, but Your Majesty has not yet used the seal!" Seeing Yang Guang sometimes understanding and sometimes confused, Eunuch Wen, who had followed him since he was a child, felt a little sad for no reason, and secretly took advantage of the opportunity to find a memorial for Yang Guang.
He wiped his eyes and answered with a choked voice.
"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? You still miss home. I remember that you are from Wu County and have nothing to do with the three counties of Liaodong?" Yang Guang was very sensitive to the mood changes of the people around him. He turned his head suspiciously and asked pleasantly.
"This servant is happy, happy for Your Majesty!" Eunuch Wen didn't know how to explain his feelings to Yang Guang, so he replied vaguely. "This is Luo Yi's memorial. This is the imperial edict drafted by Lord Yu and Lord Pei. Please, Your Majesty
Check it out!"
"I treated him with my whole heart. He should know how grateful he is!" Yang Guang gently patted Eunuch Wen on the back to express his comfort. The two memorials had been lying in the ivory basket for some time, and the fragrance of the ink had long since dissipated.
. He raised it to the tip of his nose and looked at it one by one, then put it to his hand and pondered silently.
General Huben Luo Yi admitted to him in the memorial that he was reckless in expelling officials without authorization, and explained that he had to do so in order to prevent some people from liaising with Goguryeo. Now, this man has withdrawn all the Huben cavalry from the banks of the Sanggan River to
Jixian, and imprisoned himself in his mansion, waiting for envoys from the imperial court to come and deal with him at any time.
The imperial edict drafted by Yu Shiji and Pei Ju reiterated the tone of the imperial court and reiterated Luo Yi's betrayal last year. However, in view of his great contribution to the Sui Dynasty, he was prepared to forgive all his sins and prepare to canonize him as You.
The Grand Superintendent of State Roads officially recognized this person's governance authority over the three counties of Yuyang, Beiping, Anle and Liaodong.
Regarding the reasons for such treatment, Yu Shiji and Pei Ju gave detailed explanations in another memorial. They believed that Luo Yi had been operating in Seoul for many years and had already matured. At present, his allegiance was just a show, not sincere. Therefore, the court
We can only treat this person as a snake, first appease him, make him numb and careless, and then slowly work on him to calm his chaos.
Yang Guang was not very satisfied with this solution. He was sincere to the people he valued, but at the same time, he could not tolerate the betrayal of those people. Especially a guy like Luo Yi who had received countless kindnesses from him but did not know how to be grateful.
, Yang Guang wished he could catch him and file his bones and scatter the ashes with his own hands. But the plan proposed by Yu and Pei was the best choice at the moment. If Luo Yi was not comforted, God knows what else this person would do.
What a trick! The imperial court currently does not have enough troops to suppress the rebellion, so it has no choice but to let him muddle through for the time being.
"Sooner or later, I will personally lead the army and capture him in front of the battle!" After a while, Yang Guang slapped the imperial case again and said bitterly. There was only a bottom of the medicinal food bowl left, which could not be stabilized.
It bounced several inches high, flew to the floor, and instantly broke into pieces.
Eunuch Wen who was waiting nearby quickly knelt down and reached out to pick up the broken porcelain. Yang Guang stepped forward and pulled it up, shouting: "Don't pick it up, someone will come and sweep it out. Along with the broken ginseng tribute from Liaodong
Throw them together into the smelly ditch. If I don't eat these things from now on, you can't ask the imperial kitchen to cook them again. What a piece of crap, a few ginseng whiskers are just trying to fool me. Sooner or later, I will send troops over and chop them all down.
Cut it off!"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, please be careful!" Eunuch Wen quickly hugged Yang Guang's waist and pulled him to the throne. "Come here, clean up the broken bowls! Instruct the imperial kitchen to pick out all the ingredients from Liaodong and wait.
I'll take care of it myself in a moment!" He shouted breathlessly outside the study room, fearing that if his movements were a little slower, Yang Guang would do something even more crazy.
Several young eunuchs hurried in and cleaned up the broken porcelain and leftover soup. Yang Guang sat numbly behind the imperial desk, watching everyone busy going back and forth in front of him. There were veins jumping on his forehead, and his face seemed to be roasted by fire.
His face was as red as red, but his hands and feet were as cold as if they had just been soaked in the river. Pain, anger, despair, and various negative emotions were intertwined in his heart, making him not want to say another word, but just looking at the front of him.
This world is headed for destruction.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty cannot be angry with such a person!" Eunuch Wen was frightened by Yang Guang's expression. He walked up behind him and patted his back to cheer him up, while whispering to him. "Such an ungrateful guy.
Sooner or later he will be punished. Your Majesty just needs to watch patiently, and his head will be cut off before long!"
"I, I will cut it with my own hands! I will definitely cut it with my own hands!" Yang Guang squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth, each word filled with unforgettable hatred.
"As long as your Majesty has stabilized all parts of the Central Plains, you can march northward!" Eunuch Wen followed Yang Guang's wishes and enlightened him with gentle words.
"Yes, I want to cheer up, work diligently on internal affairs, and restore the prestige of the imperial court!" Yang Guang suddenly turned into a smart emperor again, smiled bitterly, and swore. "Bring me all the memorials in several baskets. I will
Everything has been approved today. If there is any difficulty, it can be done with a little effort!"
"Your Majesty, you are wise!" Eunuch Wen proclaimed and trotted over to bring all the memorials that had been accumulated recently. There were nearly 300 memorials sorted by Pei Ju and Yu Shiji and waiting for the emperor's approval, but Eunuch Wen, who was familiar with Yang Guangcai, did not think this was the case.
It will take a lot of effort.
"Your Majesty is extremely talented!" Wen Yidao thought excitedly as he recalled the scene when Yang Guang had just ascended the throne. "As long as your Majesty is willing to cheer up!" He wiped his eyes quietly, and seemed to see Yang Guang in the hazy tears.
Guang sat upright in front of the ministers, regaining the vitality that a Nine-Five-Year Master should have. (To be continued)
