The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Although the next day was already the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, everyone found that the Yan Prince's Mansion was lively in advance. Not only did they send a large number of people to buy holiday supplies, but they also hired several teams to Xiang, the guard camp stationed in the outer city military camp.

The soldiers from the town also paid the money and let them go back to Xiangyi for the New Year. They had swords and guns in the warehouse, and horses were ready to live in Nanshan...

Zhao Qi received a message from the palace early in the morning. After the emperor worshipped his ancestors, he returned to Beijing today and asked the Duke of Beijing, the fifth-rank and above clan members and officials to pick him up outside Fengqiu Gate. He got up early and dressed up neatly and brought him to see him.

Xi and Wangfu and others followed each other early to wait outside the city gate before dawn. The winter has not left and spring has not arrived. It is the time when the two seasons are exchanged, and it is still very cold. After the hour of Mao, it is their own

The censor named the ranks, and the Bingmasi and Kaifeng Prefecture both sent people to clean the streets and maintain order.

After waiting, it was noon after the sun was approaching. Zhao Qiong was not familiar with the officials in the court, and they didn't like each other. He stood aside and squinted his eyes, basking in the sun to calm his mind, and did not talk to anyone, and no one else would pay attention to him.

He was in peace.

'Boom, boom...' Zhao Qi suddenly opened his eyes. After being tempered on the battlefield, the sound of horse hooves five miles away could not escape his ears. Sure enough, a marriage officer sent a message to the Pegasus, and the emperor's dragon carriage had already

When they arrived at Wuliting, they asked everyone to prepare to take over, and there was another chaos. As a prince, Zhao Qiong had a duty. He should be in the first place as a prince, but the censor who was scheduling him intentionally or unintentionally

It was stuffed into the foreign official team of officials from various states and prefectures.

After waiting for a while, the emperor's lord book appeared in front of everyone. This was a team integrating the guard of honor, military band, dance performance, vehicle service, traffic safety and public security. There were more than 5,000 people. The emperor.

Travel is related to the emperor's personal safety, so the guards are extremely strict. If the people who participated in the Lu Book are a little slack, they will worry about their lives. They first were civil and military officials accompanying them. Before the emperor traveled, they usually had imperial edicts, except for the prescribed accompanying personnel.

In addition, the prefectures and counties passed by, the governors and county magistrates are waiting for the territory first, and they are the leader; then the emperor's book is the main body of the team, and they are arranged in a vast manner, with horses, infantry and soldiers. The generals and eunuchs are each in their own team.

The flags were waving and the drums were roaring, protecting more than 20 cars slowly. Various armors, canopies and flower covers made Zhao Xiao dazzled; he had not seen his father's car driving for a long time...

As the ceremonial officials sang the ceremonies, Zhao Qiong knelt first and then bowed, and then the prince was the one who came to the congratulations. After a series of etiquette, Zhao Qiong didn't see his father's face, but could only see the golden chariot on the roof.

The golden canopy sounds that make people sleepy.

"Have Prince Yan arrived?" Suddenly an eunuch shouted at the crowd that was greeting.

"My son congratulations to my father for returning to Beijing safely!" Zhao Qi immediately stepped out of the line and bowed loudly when he heard the shouts.

"Your Majesty asks Prince Yan to come to the car to reply!" After politely saluting Zhao Qi, the eunuch said with a smile.

"My son obeys the order!" Zhao Qi walked towards the emperor's car under the guidance of the eunuch. He looked at the eyes around him, some envy, some jealous, and some disapproval. He only wondered in his heart, but he hadn't entered the door yet. How could he be so worried?

Let him reply first, not knowing whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

"Erlang has lost weight and is also dark!" Zhao Ji said as soon as he met.

"I thank my father for your concern. My son is open to the territory for my father. I wish to wear a horse and wrap my body. Black spots and thin spots are nothing!" Zhao Qi replied quickly.

"Haha, I thought you would not be able to arrive in Beijing tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to come back so soon!" Zhao Ji seemed very satisfied with his son's answer and said with a smile.

"When my son received the imperial edict from my father, he knew that there must be something urgent, so he packed his clothes that night and set off early the next morning. He rushed forward day and night, and finally arrived in Beijing the day before yesterday!" Zhao Qiong said.

"Okay, you'll arrive in eight days in nearly two thousand miles, which is so fast!" Zhao Ji nodded and praised.

"Father, it's cold outside, and the wind is blowing again. Please go back to the palace early and let's talk again. Otherwise, if you suffer a cold, you will be a son's crime." Zhao Qi did not think that his father was abnormal, and he told him that he was not.

It was also a common saying, and there was concern in his words, which made him even more uneasy. He couldn't figure out what his father was selling in the gourd. Seeing the north wind blowing again, he bowed and said.

"Well, go back to the palace!" Zhao Ji waved his hand, but a warm feeling rose in his heart. Others were eager to say a few more words when they saw him, and they were reluctant to leave for a long time, but his son first thought about his own warmth and warmth and looked out through the curtains

Looking at him, his son was walking slowly with the car, but he didn't get on the horse, but found that Zhao Qiong was walking a little unnatural, "Xiao Yi, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are you walking crooked?" He waved his hand to the team that had just started.

Stopped and asked.

"Your Madam, my son has been walking for several days, and this... has been worn out by the saddle, and it is inevitable that it will be inconvenient to walk, which makes my father miss you!" Zhao Qi smiled awkwardly and said embarrassedly.

"Oh, I was negligent!" Zhao Ji shook his head and sighed, "Appoint a car to Prince Yan to go back to the palace with me, let them go back too!" He turned around and said to the eunuch who served with the car.

"Yes! The emperor ordered that Prince Yan would return to the palace with the saint, and the officials dispersed!" The eunuch responded and sang loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, the officials retreated to both sides and said respectfully, but their hearts were muttering.

, all speculated about the emperor's thoughts, Zhao Kai was even more shocked. He couldn't figure out why this result occurred...

"The reason why the world is governed by ancient and modern times is etiquette!" Etiquette is the behavioral norm of the Chinese ruling class, used to restrain people's thoughts and behaviors. The etiquette of the Dajia has existed in the Western Zhou Dynasty and has been constantly standardized and institutionalized, which can be said to be increasingly standardized and institutionalized.

The more complicated the people are, it is a manifestation of the extravagance and desire of ancient emperors!

Taichang Temple quickly arranged a car for Zhao Qiong, and got in the car and walked in the team. Zhao Qiong found that it had a certain scientific nature. In other words, the advocacy in the accompanying Dajia Lu Book was not only used for

They also play the role of delivering messages. Because the number of people in the Lu Book is huge and the distance between front and back is too long, in order to be unified in action, they are placed in front and back of the Dajia Lu Book, and the playing music also plays a role in conveying specific information.

.The team also has a guide car to distinguish directions, record the drum cart to calculate the mileage, and grasp the time, as if it were a legion. This made him open, and if he was equipped with these marching teams,

Can't the timing and counting tool accurately grasp the fighter?

The car quickly entered the city, and it almost took half a week to go around the inner city before entering the palace from Zhuque Gate. The urban management of the Song Dynasty had broken the closed market and evolved into an open street market. According to regulations, the main street was about 30 meters wide and on both sides of the road.

There are also drainage ditches and green trees. However, the shops on both sides of the street often advance their business scope to the middle of the road due to the needs of attracting customers and commercial operations. In addition, there are many tourists and the congestion of the road can be imagined.

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According to Zhao Jie's experience in his previous life, let alone the head of a country, the head of a province, or even a city leader passed by, the traffic police had blocked the roads along the way, and the lower part warned the vendors along the street to close down and the urban management chased the vendors along the street.

I don't know where I hid. But in this era, Zhao Qi opened his eyes. Not only did the roads passed by the Emperor's Carriage not only were there no roads, but even vendors were open as usual. Some people even chased the carriage and watched the fun, treating this as a float.

procession.

Faced with Zhao Qi's question, the coachman gave him the answer, because some vendors and illegal buildings that invaded the streets were not demolished, but some major issues related to basic people's livelihood. Therefore, the emperor's travel ceremonial guard took the initiative to reduce the entourage.

The scale has been reduced, and the streets are no longer banned! Someone asked about the fewer honor guards of more than 5,000 people. It is much larger than now, but the "Infantry Iron Cavalry" that had more than 10,000 people in the early years of the founding of the Song Dynasty has shrunk by half

It must be said that it is a progress of the times.

Zhao Qi followed his father into the palace nervously. After taking a break, Zhao Ji finished washing and changing clothes, he asked him to accompany him for lunch. Zhao Qi was even more puzzled. According to the news, it should be the one who went to Beijing to discuss his crime, so why did his father give him a car again

, and the food was appreciated, what did he want to do, making him feel like he was in a fog.

"Tayi, you have worked hard in the northwest and eastward struggles, but after you recover Lingzhou, why do you still insist on attacking Xingzhou?" Zhao Ji took a few bites and put down his chopsticks, and asked the eunuch to bring the dishes he had just tasted to Zhao Tayi and said.

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"Thank you, Father!" Zhao Qi said, after eating the food he delivered, his mind turned sharply. Isn't this an opportunity? He sighed and said, "Father, you don't know that you have to hurt the soldiers for the sake of the sons of Lingzhou.

After capturing the outer city, Wei Ming Anhui, the pseudo-Xian king of Western Xia, defended the inner city without surrendering. The sons had to lead troops to fight in person, destroy the city wall before attacking the inner city. Wei Ming Anhui's old ghost

He was willing to surrender, but after all, Erchen was young and had little experience. He didn't know that there was a fraud. If his father was there, he would definitely not be fooled by him!"

"Oh, Wei Ming Anhui is also a well-read poet. A sensible person can even use fraud?" Zhao Qi successfully teased his father's curiosity.

"Haha, this Wei Ming Anhui is actually bullied by his sons. He hates me to the core!" Zhao Qi smiled embarrassedly.

"Haha, Takaya is talking about the battle at the Iron Gate Pass!" Zhao Ji smiled, and he also learned about this from the letters he had communicated with Takaya.

"Yes, if he listened to Xiao Heda and stood by the iron gate, Erchen really had no choice but to do anything to him, but he was looking for death and sent someone to rob the camp. He didn't know that Erchen had already obtained the formation map of his father.

The formation was set up for him to take the bait, but in a big battle, from midnight to dawn, almost wiped out all of him. If Xiao Heda had not provided help, the son-in-law would have captured him alive and presented him to his father. In the end, he ran away.

Xiao Heda asked Erchen to kill him. Do you think he can't hate Erchen?" Zhao Qi said, handing over the flattery.

"Yes, I have heard of Xiao Heda's reputation as a hero. He is a native of Liao. How could he not hate you if he loses a general!" Zhao Ji was indeed very happy and said with a clapping smile.

"Is that true? It's a pity that my son-in-law didn't listen to his father's teachings and became arrogant. He thought Wei Ming Anhui was already a defeated general. He didn't expect that he wanted his son-in-law to give him a custody before he died. My father, guess why did he harm me?

"Zhao Qiong kept a secret... (To be continued...)

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