Royal Road

The move of the capital by Emperor Jin was a major event for the Huns and Han Kingdom around him. Wouldn't it be easier than attacking Luoyang if he could intercept and kill the little emperor along the way?

But strangely, Han did not respond. From the bright side, it may be that the Jin Dynasty moved the capital too fast, and Gou Xi's army came to welcome it, and it was too late to mobilize the troops. But in fact, the problem lies in the Pingyang Palace. Soon after the Xiongnu received his troops, Liu Yuan fell ill on the couch. Han Guo suddenly became nervous. After all, Liu Yuan is over fifty years old, in case there is something wrong, but the sky will change! At this time, who would dare to act rashly?

But fortunately, the disease did not turn into a bad disease after all, but after lying down for seven or eight days, Liu Yuan eased off. Both inside and outside the court hall were relieved, the queen recruited a dozen monks into the palace to pray for her majesty, and even the prince went to the palace to attend to illness. Everything seems to be on track again.

"Hey, this disease is not at the right time." Wearing a protective forehead, Liu Yuan leaned on the couch and sighed softly, "Nowadays Luoyang people go to the building and attack again. There is no meaning to eat. No meat. Abandon it. such a pity."

The most important purpose of attacking Luoyang was to capture the emperor of Jin and the noble Qi Gongqing of the Kingdom of Jin. Only when the small imperial court of the enemy country is eliminated, his Han country can justifiably rule the world. And now, Luoyang has no emperor, but a deserted city, I am afraid it is not even as good as the prosperous counties below. What is it for?

What's more, the one who is now in charge of Luoyang and serving as the school lieutenant of Si Li is still the enemy of Han...

Kneeling in front of the couch, Prince Liu He respectfully said: "Father, don't worry, General Wang has intercepted with troops, so good news will surely come."

Liu Yuan waved his hand: "Wang Mi can't do it. This time I went to pick up the driver, but Gou Xi. How could he let the Sima boy fold in his hands? After the beginning of spring, send Shile to attack Yuzhou with Wang Mi. Let's take a look at Yuzhou. , Why don't you worry about Shouchun?"

Shouchun is just southeast of Yuzhou, just across the Huai River. Fortunately, the little emperor didn't run to Jiangdong, if he crossed the river, he would be beyond reach.

"As long as my emperor occupies the northern land, I will be able to be like Wei Wu and smooth out scabies in the south!" Liu He knew that his father liked to imitate Emperor Zhaolie, but he was more enamoured of Wei Wu's achievements. After all, the rule of the world is the long-cherished wish of this "Han emperor".

Liu Yuan's face was still condensed: "If Liang Zixi can be used by me, he will be able to take the North Land. It is a pity that this child is unpredictable."

After flattering the horse's legs, Liu He hurriedly remedyed: "I, the emperor and the Han, are strong and strong, and how can we resist it? When we defeat Yuzhou and Yanzhou, and then defeat Jizhou, we can form a force of suppression against the combined state..."

This time Liu Yuan finally turned his head, with a look of disappointment in his eyes. He knew that the prince in his own family had filial piety, and he also learned about the ways of governing the country, but he was not good at war. The danger of merging states can't be eliminated by mobilizing troops. Just like the monks chanting around the temple today. In the Huns, how many people still believe in Liang Feng's Buddha status?

Now let alone defeat the state, even Binh Duong’s safety has become a problem. Without Emperor Jin in Luoyang City, it doesn't make much sense to stay in Sizhou. Or should you take a step back and move the capital to Chang'an?

It would be great if Liu Cong was still there. Liu Cong is no less good at fighting than Liu Yao. With these two brothers working together, why are you afraid of joining the state?

Thinking of the beloved son who accompanied him for half his life and went to the party, Liu Yuan couldn't help but cough. Upon seeing this, Liu He hurriedly got up, stroked his back, took the medicinal soup handed over by the maid, and personally sent it to his father.

Seeing the nervousness of his son, Liu Yuan felt soft: "It's okay, there are still many ways to deal with Liang Feng. He'er only needs to concentrate on managing the affairs for me. When Yongzhou is settled and the capital is moved to Chang'an, these are not enough. Up."

Liu He's hand almost froze, or is he going to move his capital to Chang'an? Didn't my father always want to stay in Binh Duong, the land of Longxing? How come the emperor Jin is gone, he also wants to leave Sizhou?

Chang'an is good, but there is a King Qin!

However, Liu He didn't dare to show these thoughts at all, and said softly: "The son is just taking care of some chores for the father. I also hope that the father will be restored to health as soon as possible.

Liu He's benevolent and filial character is also what Liu Yuan values ​​most. He patted his arm with relief, Liu Yuan drank the concoction in the bowl and lay back on the couch. After a short while, he fell asleep.

Even though his father had already fallen asleep, Liu He still did not leave, and continued to act like a filial son. However, deep in my heart, there are mixed flavors. Liu Cong, who he was afraid of, died in Bingzhou. He never thought that Liu Yao would rise again. It seems that my cousin Hu Yanyou is not bad, and Liu Yao is really serious about it. If he is not careful, when his father dies, will he usurp his emperor's throne?

Chang'an can't go so quickly. You have to think of a way to consolidate your position...

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In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year. Liang Feng also set off to return to the Shangdang party to preside over the La Festival. This year, he was promoted to a county official, and the entire Shangdang party became his feudal state. The sacrifices and sacrifices were countless times more solemn, and even the family temple of the Liang Mansion had to be moved to Lucheng.

In the past two years, Liang Feng had planned to move a series of workshops related to the lifeblood of metallurgy, military industry, ceramics, etc. from Liang Mansion. Now the only bookshops and paper workshops left in Fuzhong will also move to the vicinity of Lucheng. After all, Gaodu is too close to Pingyang. Once the Xiongnu attacked, Liang's Mansion would bear the brunt. How can factories that design core technologies stand in danger?

And now, the sideline has also moved out of Liang's Mansion. What's left is more like a huge fortress, only army fields and barracks are left. The function of preparing troops to defend against the enemy is put in the first place.

In this way, the attacking enemy can be flanked on both sides. When Pingyang is attacked, this will become an outpost again, and it will be the corner of Gaodu.

As for the internal history of the Shangdang country, this time I also selected an acquaintance. The former Gaodu county magistrate Guo Jiao became the internal history of the new county. This appointment made Guo Jiao overjoyed, but also extremely frightened. However, Guo Jiao is cautious and sleek, and Shangdang is a place of long-term governance. Many things have been preceded and it is not difficult to manage. If it comes to wartime, here as the front line, with its own generals and the staff responsible for fighting, he only needs to manage the logistics. Lieutenant Guodu was taken over by Sun Jiao. The former Shangdang county soldiers have also become the three armies dedicated to the county state.

With a little skill, the administrative team of the new county was settled down. Hunting in the wild, less jailed against the temple, sacrifice to the mountain and go Nuo. Liang Feng threw himself into a tense, orderly, and exceptionally solemn winter celebration. Even the heir, Liang Rong, followed his busy schedule.

After the last day, the New Year is approaching. As the governor of the three states, it is reasonable to hold a grand yuan meeting, but the astronomical phenomena calculated by the Qizhiyuan are not very beautiful. There will be a solar eclipse again on Yuan Day. In the past two years, Liang Feng has not seen how many solar eclipses, but the custom is so, it is too unlucky to just rush to the Kaiyuan meeting during the solar eclipse. Therefore, the official banquet was changed to the seventh day of the first month, which is also the man day. People's Day is also a traditional New Year's Day, and it makes sense to climb high to celebrate the festival.

At the end of the year, everything is complicated, and there are countless banquets, but there are some important things that cannot be overlooked.

Gently stroking the round-bellied hip flask in his hand, Liang Feng nodded slightly: "The carving is exquisite, and the shape is good. Or it can be used."

It was a silver jug, more than a foot tall. The pot body is carved with two trees, flying goddess. The exquisite ones are not like ordinary vessels, but like ritual vessels. There are double guts inside and outside the pot, you can put hot water ice cubes in the interlayer, cold drinks in summer, and warm wine in winter. It is so ingenious.

Zhang Bin whispered: "This time the workshop only produced two products, and the cost is no less than 10,000 yuan. Will they be sent to the Xiongnu?"

"Not to the Huns, but to Liu Yuan." Liang Feng put down his hip flask and said lightly, "The news came from Xinling before that Liu Yuan had just been ill. He was cautious in nature and did not. Other hobbies, how can I miss this point of alcoholism?"

Liu Yuan has been a proton for half his life and is an extremely restrained person. Not indulging in female sex, not like extravagance, even the bad habit of serving Dan hasn't been caught. The only hobby is drinking. Half of the spirits produced by Shangdang were sent to Pingyang Palace.

That's why Liang Feng asked the workshop to make such a pair of hip flasks. The pot itself is nothing special, but the body is a mixture of silver, tin, and lead. In particular, the innermost pot is mostly made of lead. People in the world don't care about lead, and even lead pills are still edible elixir. But Liang Feng clearly understood what the result would be if he used a lead jug to hold spirits.

Today, the Han country seems to be stable, but in fact the various forces are mixed, and it all depends on Liu Yuan alone to control the balance. If Liu Yuan is dead, can his prince Liu He take charge of the country? I am afraid that just Liu Yao, the adopted son, can cause him a lot of trouble.

It is the poisonous thorn in Liu He's heart that the Xinling people are now trying to provoke. Once Liu Yuan died, there would be a big battle around the emperor's throne. However, the territory that Han has annexed in the past two years is too large, and it seems that it has suddenly expanded, but it is actually unable to digest it. It just fell into another round of slaughter and exploitation. Wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance. Once a civil turmoil broke out in Han, the four realms would immediately be raged, and he didn't even need to expend any effort.

At that time, it was the best time for him to recuperate and even expand his territory. As long as Liu Yuan is dead!

I didn't expect that I would use this method too. Liang Feng looked at the exquisite lead pot and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The taste of heavy metal poisoning should also be tasted for another person. I just don't know how long this little trick will take effect.

"Be sure to enter the Pingyang Palace." Liang Feng exhorted again.

"Don't worry, the minister will send it to Liu Yuan's desk." Zhang Bin is not sure whether this pot can achieve the desired effect, but it is not difficult to find a way to send it to the Xiongnu court. I only hope that the troublesome country of Han will decay quickly and make room for the master to use his hands and feet.