In Hejian County, there is a yellow dragon in the well.
The next day, before Chen hour, the entire camp came to life. The officials who followed Xing Ziang to Xiliang came out one after another, including the one from Yuwa Island.
He is a native of the Central Plains, but in the past few years, he has followed Xing Ziang in Hebei and the northwest for serious inspections, and he has a good understanding of the local customs. As soon as he got up, changed clothes, and took a bath, he was confused.
Zhong Changtong appeared out of nowhere and pulled him out of the tent.
When they came to an open space, Xing Ziang sat on the mat, smiling and greeting the people around him. He was still holding a bowl in his hand.
He picked up Xing Ziang and sat aside. A servant immediately came forward and brought food to the two of them. Zhong Changtong looked at the bowl and said helplessly: "It's rice porridge again... This is half eaten."
It’s been a month…sigh…”
Xing Ziang smiled, picked up a thin piece of meat from his own bowl, and put it in his bowl, "It's not easy to go to court, so please be considerate... This rice porridge should be distributed to the serving people.
We can still hold on for a long time... It will not be easy for Your Majesty..." Xing Ziang looked at the slices of meat in his bowl and was speechless. He nodded with a smile and started to eat hungrily.
Da Dandu didn't complain and ate his meal seriously.
"Master Daman...have you finished writing your book?"
I have always wanted to write a book about the customs and customs of various places in the Han Dynasty. After Xing Ziang found out, he was very happy and kept urging him. Xing Ziang thought for a moment and then said: "Perhaps, you can write it in two parts."
Book."
"One book is dedicated to the north, and the other is dedicated to the south. I really want to read your book before I go to the grave!"
“Mr.
Why persist..." Seeing Zhong Changtong's increasingly unkind appearance, Xing Zi'ang was speechless. Last night, he just said that he would be buried here, but Zhong Changtong scolded him for half an hour.
, this child...
After a while, the three of them had almost finished eating, and Xing Ziang stood up slowly and said, "When you've finished eating, let's get to work. Zhengzheng, go and tell the officials at the rear that they must be careful when making sleepers.
We need to deal with it first. There was a rotten sleeper on Chidao in Ningzhou. We can't make the same mistake again here. Mr. Daman, go to the front and urge the officials who are compacting the soil first to make the roadbed thicker.
..”
After listening to the instructions from the capital, the two of them nodded and left quickly. Xing Ziang came to the side in person and directed the officials to lay the sleepers. The track from Qinxing has always been the track used by the emperor for his inspections.
, except the emperor, no one can use it. Emperor Xiaokang's benevolence and righteousness abolished the precedent, and Chidao has just become a road for people all over the world. He also made changes to Chidao, from being exclusive to the emperor to being for people all over the world.
of avenue.
Because it is a track, the carriage is very fast on the track. It is thanks to the Emperor's carriage that it is on the same track. Otherwise, whether the carriage can run on such a track is still a big problem. Xing Ziang calculated the distance, every three feet
It is necessary to plant a tree. This kind of behavior has been around since the Qin Dynasty. The main reason is that building Chidao requires too much wood, so trees must be planted as compensation.
In recent times, most of these traditions have been abolished because they are too troublesome. Besides, what's wrong with cutting down these trees? Why bother to plant them?
But Xing Ziang didn't think so. No matter how urgent the project was, he never forgot to plant trees. This is what he did in Ningzhou. Today's Ningzhou Chidao, passers-by can often see those newly grown trees.
The trees dance with the wind, as if waving to passers-by, and look particularly beautiful in summer. People in Hebei call these trees Xinggong trees to show their respect for Xinggong.
Everyone was busy for a day, and Xing Ziang did not stop. He was directing everyone and planting saplings.
As for the night, everyone just started to rest.
As soon as Xing Ziang returned to the camp, Zhong Changtong came to look for him and sat down. Zhong Changtong asked enthusiastically: "Mr. Xing, have you read the memorial table I handed you? What do you think?
?" Xing Ziang took out an article from the messy documents on the case and asked: "You mean this?" Zhong Changtong nodded. Xing Ziang hesitated for a moment and then said: "I don't think it's appropriate."
"Why! How could it be wrong? Cao Situ implemented this policy in Jingzhou, which made the progress of the canal extremely rapid. He assigned the project to local wealthy families and asked them to work hard. The temple only needs to provide funds after the completion of the project.
With some benefits from them, this matter can be completed, and the national treasury is not rich. At this time, it is a great good thing to be able to complete these things as soon as possible. Why would Mr. Xing feel inappropriate?"
Xing Ziang frowned and said resolutely: "The construction of Chidao is a major task that Emperor Xiaokang personally asked me to do. For decades, I have not dared to slack off at all. I have tried my best and left it to others. I really can't.
Don't worry, what's more, those wealthy people who come to build and excavate are doing it for their own interests. They will only find ways to do it faster, not better. I can't give up Chidao's quality just to pursue progress...
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"From ancient times to the present, how many people have been building Chidao, but where are those Chidao now? They were all damaged long ago, which is beneficial to the temporary rather than the future. You say, is it my Xing Ziang's reputation that is more important, or the performance of Chidao?
Which role is more important?"
Xing Ziang asked.
Zhong Chang was unable to refute when he was unified. He could only sigh and said: "If Mr. Xing doesn't want to, according to the current progress, it will take two years at the earliest to complete the Xizhou Chidao...
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"Why, do you think I won't survive two years?"
"Of course not, Mr. Xing, the minister of the Manchu Dynasty, you are the one I admire the most. You should not waste your time here. You should return to the temple and succeed Cao Cao..." Zhong Changtong said, but Xing Ziang said
He laughed loudly and said, "What about Situ? I think there is no difference between the chief of the pavilion here and the three princes in the temple. They all share the emperor's worries and govern the world. Wherever they stay, what difference does it make?"
Okay, let’s go and have a rest, we’ll be busy tomorrow!”
Zhong Changtong stood up, bowed to Mr. Xing, then turned and left.
He had just left, and Da Dandu came in, holding a pile of papers in his arms, which seemed a bit laborious. He placed these thick papers in front of Xing Ziang. Xing Ziang looked at him in surprise, and Da Dandu sat down.
In front of him, I didn't say anything. He didn't speak much, and he was usually taciturn. He only liked to see the scenery of various places by himself, but he didn't like to get involved in other things.
Xing Ziang spent a lot of effort to invite him to help him. Xing Ziang looked through the papers and read them. At this sight, Xing Ziang was stunned. These were similar to local chronicles. They all started with the names of county towns.
Obviously, Da Dandu had personally explored these counties. The subsequent records contained detailed descriptions of the local customs and customs. Xing Ziang looked through them and found that Da Dan had recorded hundreds of counties.
"Okay, okay, you wrote very well!"
Look, these records of yours can be placed in the library after they are completed, especially for the officials who are preparing to go to the place. They will be of great use!!"
, just send it directly..."
"That's it, I'll report to your majesty and ask the temple to print a few copies and send this original back. This thing is precious, so it's better for you to keep it with yourself. Maybe it can be passed on to your descendants..." Xing Ziang said,
Da Dandu also nodded. Seeing Da Dandu hesitate to speak, Xing Ziang understood his thoughts in his heart. Xing Ziang smiled and said: "I know that my heart is not here, and I wasted your time."
, let you stay with me here..."
"I won't keep you anymore...tomorrow, I will give you some money, a carriage and horses, and two slaves, and you can travel around the world!"
Da Dandu suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave. Xing Ziang was right. He had always wanted to travel around. If it weren't for Xing Ziang, he wouldn't have been able to stay in one place for so long. However, he didn't want to leave Xing Ziang just like that.
, "Okay, this matter is settled. Just go ahead and set off tomorrow. I'm also looking forward to your next book!"
"Thank you, Mr. Xing! When I finish my travels, I will definitely come back to see Mr. Xing!" Everyone bowed to Xing Zi'ang, who smiled gently.
After seeing off the capital, Xing Ziang had time to deal with his own affairs.
Sitting alone in the tent, looking at the many memorials on the table, under the candlelight, he couldn't see clearly. He was getting older and his eyesight was getting worse. Xing Ziang smiled bitterly and handed over the memorials.
Hold it up, face the candlelight, squint your eyes, and look at it carefully. Only then can you barely see the words on it. These are handed over by officials from all over the country. Some come to ask for wood, some come to ask for food, and others.
Some require Xing Ziang's approval.
After taking care of all this, it was already late at night.
Lying on the bed, Xing Ziang still couldn't fall asleep.
When people grow old, they always like to recall the past, recalling it over and over again, for fear that one day they will no longer be able to remember it. He still remembers that before he was crowned, he followed a group of scholars who were preparing to attack the young emperor, and went to Jiedu.
Ting, he still remembers He Zi holding the sword and asking him fiercely if he was an accomplice of those people. He still remembers the big golden fish, and he remembers the sentence "Liu Hou..." Xing Ziang laughed.
More than fifty years have passed.
He once served as a guard, and later went to work in the fields. He followed the prince to implement the new policy, organized examinations, set up official schools, succeeded the prince in Yangzhou, conducted overseas trade, prevented disasters in Hezhou, transported supplies, assisted Yuan Feng, reformed taxes, and went to Shangshutai.
, I have been in office for twenty years, I have implemented all government orders, and now I am building roads everywhere. My whole life has passed in a muddle.
At night, with the sound of frogs croaking, Xing Ziang's breathing gradually became faster. Xing Ziang opened his eyes. He was already a little out of breath.
Slowly, he could feel that death had come. Xing Ziang was in some pain. He opened his mouth wide and breathed with all his strength. There was a faint sound of dragon roars and golden light flashing around him.
"No... no, Chi Dao has not been completed yet... no... no..." Xing Ziang kept shaking his head, breathing hard, clenching his hands into fists, his eyes widened, and his mouth
He kept murmuring, with hot tears dripping from his cloudy eyes. Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the roar of the dragon suddenly disappeared. Xing Ziang's flushed face gradually recovered. He panted and looked around blankly.
After sitting for a long time, he lay down again.
I will be busy tomorrow, so I need to rest early.
Don't let the yellow dragon come, stay with me for a while.