Drunken Exquisiteness - Chapter 148

“History of the Heavenly Dynasty·Emperor Capital”, Volume 93.

In May of the seventh year of Emperor Yao, the Feng clan conspired and failed. Nishou Fengyan and his two sons were killed in the city, and the nine tribes moved thousands of miles. The emperor relied on benevolent governance, but did not create a great prison.

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In June, the emperor abolished the nine-tier hereditary system and set up Lintai Xiangge. From now on, the commoner begins to take official positions in a special way, and promote the unfamiliar talents.

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In September, the decree was issued to equalize the land, to clear the acres of land, to persuade the farming mulberry, to be lightly punishable. Stop military service and not seize agricultural time.

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In December, Guang’an and Guangtong in Huzhou were completed. The two rivers are connected, and the branch canals are vertical and horizontal, all from the sky, and 10,000 mu of land is irrigated. The Jiangdong Plain suffers from droughts and rains, and there is no hunger every year, and there is surplus every year.

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In March of the eighth year of Emperor Yao, Emperor Zhao revised the “Law of the Heavenly Dynasty”. The cruel methods used by the holy martial arts were completely cut, thirteen types of torture were abolished, the number of tortures was reduced to 96, the number of immigrants was reduced to 70, the sacredness was reduced, and the punishment was lenient and prudent.

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In August, abolish the difference between Yi and Di. The people who moved to the Central Plains merged into the border city, and treated equally within the four regions. The Hu Yue family has not existed since ancient times.

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In the 9th year of Emperor Yao, eleven commercial ports were established in Langzhou, Wenzhou, Yuezhou, Mingzhou, and Liangzhou, with four links for trade. There are tens of thousands of people from foreign countries, envoys, businessmen, artists, and monks gathered in the imperial capital…

Xuansheng Palace, Taixiao Lake.

The light boat is leisurely, and the waves are cold and smokey. The green hills are like a screen, and the prosperous shadow for half a lifetime.

In a blink of an eye, it is another year, spring is gone, and autumn wind is far away. After looking at the worldly circumstances, I can’t see all the common people, and the boating stops, stealing half a day of leisure.

On the side of the ship, Ye Tianling leaned idly there, playing with a purple bamboo flute in his hand, his green robe and wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, his eyes half closed, and his expression was pleasant. Qing Chen sat beside him, white clothes like a cloud, undyed lead, slender fingers and stringed strings, and the voiceless sound flowed from the piano, tactfully at her fingertips, wandering above the clouds.

Just play the piano aimlessly, just for a boat trip with him. Since the palace change in the seventh year of Emperor Yao, Qing Chen moved to Xuansheng Palace to rest because of the old illness. The landscape here is beautiful and the palace is quiet. Gradually, she rarely returns to the Taizheng Palace and often lives here. In the past few years, her body has been up and down, and she has long become a habit, and she has mastered her medical skills in her own body. Although fate is fixed by nature, man can also ask for it.

Perhaps because Qing Chen had less and less time to return to the palace, Ye Tianling had come to Xuansheng Palace more and more times. Today, I came here with Xingxing, and she was nowhere to be seen. On this Taixiao Lake, I heard the sound of the piano and followed the sound, but I saw her playing the piano alone, looking at the lake with clear autumn colors, with a leisurely thought.

A little bit of music, light and distant. Ye Tianling was listening quietly, but suddenly her thin lips lifted, looking back at each other, her slender fingers stroked the bamboo flute, the clear flute sound floated freely, carrying the cloud shadow and sky light, and suddenly fell into the piano sound.

The autumn water is dashing and the clouds are far away, and the dragon and the phoenix dance into the nine days.

The seven strings are like silk, and the jade is icy and clear; the purple bamboo is Xiuran, clear and free. Qing Chen glanced at him with a smile, raised his hand and flicked, the piano sound waved.

The sea laughs, the surging tides on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs follow the waves to remember the present;

The sky laughs, there are tides in the world, and the sky knows who loses and wins;

Jiangshan laughs, misty rain is far away, and the waves wash away the mundane things;

The common people laughed, no longer lonely, the pride still laughed and laughed.

The sound of the piano is elegant, the breeze is gone, and the mist and rain are indifferent. Xiaoyin is far-reaching, the waves rise, and the smile rises and falls in the sea.

A song from the sea, the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano flow in an ensemble, like one, not at the fingertips, not at the lips, as if only in the heart. There is a sense of spirit in the heart, looking at each other with wings, and seeing the happiness in the world together; carrying and accompanying each other, and listening to the ebb and flow.

The sound of the piano fades away, and the sound of the flute fades into the sky. Accompanied by the last lingering sound, Qing Chen seemed to sigh softly, and asked with a smile: “Four brother, do you remember this song?”

Zizhuxiao twirled at Ye Tianling’s hand. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qing Chen: “Of course I remember, the first time I heard your piano, it was this piece.”

Qing Chen stroked Bingxian’s fingers and smiled. Ye Tianling stepped forward slowly, lowered her head and asked her: “Qing’er, you have been with me for ten years on this journey.” He lifted her delicate face, “Happy?”

Qing Chen smiled faintly: “Since I am with you, I am naturally happy.”

The corner of Ye Tianling’s lips provoked Qingjun’s curvature, shook his head slightly, and then said, “What are you thinking? Tell me.”

Qing Chen stared at him, his handsome smile was unrestrained and unrestrained, his bright black eyes dazzled, and he kept penetrating into her heart, seeing her clearly, that low and soft voice seemed to be tempting her. Waiting for her, pampering her…

Such a magnificent gaze reflected the sassy autumn sky, and the blue sky was vast and unobstructed. She suddenly raised her eyes and smiled, looked at the Qionglou in the Jade Lake, the Golden Palace and Biyuan, and slowly asked: “Fangcun Tiandi, the sky is not high enough, the sea is not wide enough, brother, are you willing?”

Ye Tianling laughed loudly, and smiled proudly: “Since it is a square inch of land, why can’t you give up?”

Qing Chen smiled brightly: “Really willing?”

Ye Tianling stroked her face: “I am willing, because I can’t bear it.” He took Qing Chen into his arms, fingers through her cool hair, eyes full of pity, and said warmly: “Qing’er, I promised to accompany you to the East China Sea. You have been with me for ten years in this world. In the days to come, let me accompany you.”

Qing Chen smiled without saying a word, leaning sideways in his warm arms. The two stood on the bow of the boat, the lake breeze was clear and far away, and the sleeves of their shirts were flicked towards each other. The canoe was drifting, and gradually faded into the depths of the misty clouds.

“History of the Heavenly Dynasty·Emperor Capital”, Volume 94.

In March of the eleventh year of Emperor Yao, the emperor ordered King Cham to be the regent and traveled east with the Queen of Heaven. In April, climb the Jingyun Mountain to worship the Shi Emperor. Crossing from the river to Qizhou and arriving at Jiuyuan. In May, I went to Langzhou, boarded a boat and went to sea, and encountered gusty winds. The sea was raging and the waves attacked the scattered boats. The rest of the waves, the Emperor Zhou is gone…

In the late spring of the eleventh year of Emperor Yao, the sky was originally a warm breeze and sunny, with blooming flowers, the politics of the upper and lower levels were harmonious, people were singing and dancing everywhere, but suddenly the news from the East China Sea caused a stir.

The boat that the empress patrolled east encountered wind and waves in the East China Sea and even disappeared. The Langzhou navy dispatched more than two hundred warships, with tens of thousands of soldiers, searching for them from various sources. Only three days later, 21 ships were found, and the remaining ships were not allowed to return.

The death of the empress, once the news was confirmed, the whole country was shocked and the world mourned. The people of the thirty-six states of the celestial dynasty looked at the East China Sea crying, and the world was sad, and the grass and trees were in sadness.

There was a solemn and desolate inside and outside of the sky, and in front of the Tai Chi Hall of the Taizheng Palace, the officials knelt down. At this time, Si Weiyun, who had already worshiped Lintai’s internal minister, held the edict of Emperor Hao’s position in his hand, and led a few ministers to kneel in the hall, facing the back of King Zhan in white clothes.

More than a month has passed since the terrible news spread to Tiandu. The East Sea Army went out to sea for dozens of times to find the emperor boat, but they never found anything. The hope of Emperor Hao and the queen of surviving is extremely slim. But no matter how persuaded, King Cham refused to inherit the throne. The country cannot be without a monarch for a day. Si Weiyun waited for a while, and he knelt in front of the temple again today and begged again. King Zhan didn’t say a word, just looking at the golden throne, standing silently.

Si Weiyun raised his head, the long back in front of him looked so lonely in front of the tall and majestic hall, he could almost feel the sadness in King Zhan’s heart, it was the sadness brought by an unforgettable pain, speechless, silent, endless , Endless, permeated the entire glorious palace, the world is also lonely.

“Lord!” Si Weiyun once again asked King Zhan to take the throne, and all the officials behind him bowed their heads.

King Zhan finally turned around, mourning the crown of mourning in front of the palace with a plain color like a sea, all falling into his lonely eyes: “Retreat,” he said slowly.

“Lord!”

“Get out.”

Si Weiyun and Du Junshu looked at each other, sighing helplessly, and had to lean over to give orders.

The officials retired, and the inside and outside of the hall gradually became empty and silent. The twilight afterglow fell on the eaves of the dragon steps, smearing quiet light and shadow on the mirror-like mysterious stone floor in the hall.

Ye Tianzhan walked forward, and only his footsteps were clearly audible in the empty hall. He walked through the long hall, stepped onto the high jade steps, and finally stopped in front of the dragon chair at the highest point. He stretched out his hand and touched the gilt golden relief. With a sudden force, the dragon scales and claws pierced his palm, and the sharp pain suddenly spread throughout his body. The feeling of arrows in his heart seemed to follow the pain. Becomes fuzzy.

He looked at this dragon chair for an instant, and he felt all kinds of tastes in his heart. What he once wanted most, what he had been pursuing hard, is now in front of him, but there is a person who disappears in his life forever.

What he gains, what he loses, he gets when he least wants to get it, and loses when he least wants to lose.

After the pain, my heart seemed blank. He leaned on the dragon chair and found himself laughing. Bittersweet bitter into the bone marrow, silent mocking, invisible laugh.

“Father.” Someone suddenly called him behind him. Ye Tianzhan turned his head and saw Yuan Xiu standing on the side of the hall with something in his hand. Seeing him turning around, Yuan Xiu walked to the jade stage and raised his head and said, “Auntie Huang left me this wooden box before going to the East China Sea, and asked me to hand it to you in three months.”

Ye Tianzhan took over the wooden box in Yuan Xiu’s hand. The familiar patterns and exquisite carvings were exactly what he gave to Qing Chen before his expedition. He hurriedly opened the lid of the box, and there was still the hosta, white jade condensed fat, quiet magnolia, and a snow-colored silk silk beside it. With a flick of his wrist, two lines of writing on the silk spread out before his eyes. It is clearly the handwriting of two people, but the gods and bones are in harmony, as if from the hand of one person——

Trust the monarch to sheji, and return to the monarch.

Yuan Xiu stood by and saw his father’s hand trembling slightly. “Father?” He couldn’t help but yelled.

Ye Tianzhan clenched his hands, suddenly closed his eyes and raised his head, unable to speak for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, red lines loomed under his eyes, but a transparent and clear smile slowly escaped from the corners of his lips.

In July of the eleventh year of Emperor Yao, King Zhan ascended the throne and was called the Holy Emperor, and changed the Yuan Taihe.

In the first year of Taihe, the princess Jin family was named the imperial concubine, and the eldest son Yuanxiu became the prince. In September, Yujia patrolled east and stayed in Langzhou for more than three months. At the end of the year, he returned to Jiatiandu.

A few years later, the world will rule. In the Taihe dynasty, there was no greed and no sage. Kyushu had a good harvest at the age of one year, and he could not beat two dollars per meter. Only more than 20 people were sentenced to death. As far as the sea in the east, the five ridges of the Antarctic, the house is not closed at night, the roads are not picked up, and the roads are not shocked. The history is called “the prosperity of peace”.

At Langzhou Sea View Terrace, Ye Tianzhan stands alone on the top of the cliff with his hands alone. The vast East China Sea stretches his eyes out boundlessly. The long wind blows his long robe, but he can’t shake his upright posture.

The distant sky is still shrouded in a dark blue boundlessness. The cliff is surrounded by a steep cliff, and the sea tide that comes forward hits the rock and rolls up the waves. Broken waves are like snow, scattered in mid-air, with the sound of surging waves receding far away, disappearing in the distance of the waves.

The ebb and flow, the surging surging, and the wave after the wave, repeating endlessly.

The blue waves are endless, there is a sky outside the sky.

Ye Tianzhan looked at this piece of turmoil he had experienced, and created a peaceful East China Sea. A line of morning light gradually appeared from the sea and sky, and as the sun slowly rose, the surface of the sea was bright and bright, and the clouds were surging, as if there was a huge irresistible force in the depths. Finally, a round of rising sun gushes out, dazzling light, shining a magnificent splendor in the world.

Ye Tianzhan was bathed in the brilliance of the rising sun, and his deep eyes were full of brightness and perseverance. Looking back, there was a long wind and a picturesque landscape.