Chunyang
In the early morning, the buddies and the shop owner were awake and busy. A moment later, the backyard door squeaked, and a middle-aged man came out. The boss saw him come out and smiled: "This guest officer, is something wrong? At this time, you are going out?" Qian Min smiled and said, "My son will go out in no time. Is there a carriage on the left and right? I want to hire a carriage to come over, and the account is settled!" The boss froze and smiled: "Yes, of course, Zhang San, don't hurry to find a carriage for the son?" Then I asked Qian Min to sit down and settle the money-two, two, three money! After a while, the carriage came, but then the backyard door "squeaked" and came out again. I saw this man wearing a silver crown, wearing a green robe, wearing a large jacket, and wearing boots. In the light of dawn, there was a gleam of light on his face. He looked very young, but seemed to have just cried and his eyes were red and swollen. Wang Shaoyun went outside and saw that Qian Min and the driver were waiting outside, not surprised, came out, got into the carriage, and said to the driver: "Go to the bank of Xinshui West River, there is a bronze statue of the sheep on the embankment. " Although the coachman felt strange, he didn't say anything, and drove the carriage toward the river embankment that Wang Shaoyun said. It's not far from here, and after the time of Huoxiang, they went out of the city gate. Although there were guards to check it, they smashed a dozen pennies and they let it go. After a while, he stopped on the designated embankment. The wind was hunting on the river bank, and the ground was frozen and stiff. The water in Xinshui River not far away was half shallow. This was normal. It was winter. In spring, the water was big. Qian Min and Wang Shaoyun both got out of the car and paid the driver money to send him away. The driver didn't care, and secretly felt that the literati were nerves. In such a day, they went to the river bank to blow hair, but it was not his business and they got the money. He drove back in the carriage, and when he ran back, he didn't want to stay longer. Seeing the carriage going away, Wang Shaoyun walked towards the river embankment, and Qian Min also kept up with him. On the river embankment, Wang Shaoyun wore a big blue owl, just watching, followed by Qian Min, looking at the continuous rural fields below, flowing through the river in the dark and withered reeds, giving a mysterious feeling. Wang Shaoyun was expressionless, stared forward for a while, and looked at the distance again: "What do you think of this river embankment?" "Not very good, son." "Then we continue to walk!" Wang Shaoyun frowned. It was really unpleasant that he hadn't found a treatment for the river embankment these days. Wang Shaoyun thought like this, without stopping, and went further. After walking for a while, I saw a dam. Gao Liuzhang stood tall, stacked with solid stones, and the city wall was built accordingly. Looking from this river embankment, it was really majestic. Not only the city wall, but also the river embankment, it is also large and sturdy. Even the carriage running on it will not feel crowded. Looking down at the river embankment, the entire Fucheng city, along with the 200,000 mu of good land, is in it. After seeing Qian Min, there was a different light in his eyes, and he said again and again: "Congratulations, finally found." "Well." Wang Shaoyun said a cry, his expression seemed to be crying and laughing, without a little bit of joy, and continued to go forward, he saw a huge memory tablet. "This is Ji Gongbei!" In a word, Wang Shaoyun turned his face and sighed. Although Qian Min was a man of rivers and lakes, killing people like hemp, he had a long-term heart, but at this time his heart was still shocked. Ji Ziying is a well-known local official. From Zhixian County to the prefecture, persuaded mulberry silkworms, cleaned up politics, banned short-selling scales, opened schools for study, and kept the country open. Every night, he was a famous minister, but the most famous was seeing the embankment. Ji Ziying surveyed the fluctuating water level of the river channel, set the gate on the construction site, inspected the construction site, and spent three years to build the embankment, which can withstand the century-old flood. This alone, Enze Wanmin, allowed the locals to build a living temple for him. Ji Ziying was killed by Wei Hou for "greed and lawlessness" and the Ji Gong Ancestral Hall was abolished. However, the memorial tablet was still there. Touching the monument, Wang Shaoyun seemed to cry and laugh. After a long time, he circled around and worshiped again before saying, "Let's go!" "Yes!" Qian Min responded, and the master and servant gradually left. Shuifu The water flow of the Yishui River is gentle. There are cities and towns on both sides of the bank. The population is dense and quite prosperous. It stretches three hundred miles and has 16 branches. By now, Shuifu has 10,000 sailors, divided into ten generals, and gradually became majestic. In the middle of Shuifu there is a high platform with a coral jewellery pedestal. This was still commissioned by humans to sculpt and inlaid. Shuibo attached great importance to this. At this time in the palace, the bright and bright lampposts, the sound of gongs and drums, and the bursts of bamboo and bamboo were very pleasing. It was just practicing songs and dances and was directed by several ladies. He Bo sat side by side, admiring with several ladies, and was very satisfied. At this moment, just listening to the sound of "Boom", the entire palace was shaking, and the huge waves outside shocked the formation. The whole palace was shrouded in gloom and darkness. Shui Bo was stunned, but immediately shocked, a huge halo shone, and a faint array burst out across the palace! This large array was slowly spinning, and the light runes were flowing, but it was only a moment that suppressed this abnormal suppression. When the gloom disappeared and the light reappeared, Shuibo's face was a little pale, and he smiled and said, "It's all right, ladies, don't be afraid!" As she was talking, she saw a lady pointing at the high platform, her fingers were pinching, and Shuibo was a little confused. When she looked back, she suddenly changed color and made a roar. I saw coral jewellery collapsed, branches of coral fell, scattered all over the place. This is a great omen! It wasn't until the roar ceased that Shuibo woke up from the fury, only to find out that several ladies had fainted, and the nearby sailors and water would all fall to the ground. Shuibo then ignored them and took out the cold rhinoceros mirror. The magical power of silent movement, the golden light on the mirror, the mirror quickly passed through countless scenes, but it was always blurred, and the photos were not clear. He Bo took a few steps back and forth on the high platform and suddenly ordered: "Come, send someone to watch Wang Cunye, what's going on, report it to me immediately!" Although Wang Cunye showed that he was not the center of the catastrophe, it was somewhat related. At this time, he might closely monitor this person to find out the ins and outs of the catastrophe. Weifu Although the Wei House was a Hou House, it was actually a small palace. It took 23 years before and after, the palace was heavily banned and connected to the barracks. The century-old pine trees, bamboo willows and willows were sheltered. After Wei Hou's banquet on this day, a servant lighted incense, waited to take off his clothes, and listened to the sound of wind and snow outside. Wei Hou lay down, perhaps because of drinking, and his thoughts passed by. In the midst of confusion, it was Ji Ziying who suddenly saw a young man coming in. As in that year, he wore a gold crown, a blue shirt, long sleeves, and a straight figure. His face was like a full moon. Holding a plum blossom, he smiled at Wei Hou and said, "The noble is asleep, but when he wakes up, it is a big dream ..." "You are feeling again, sentimental!" Wei Hou stood up and said with a smile: "This is for me?" Then I picked plum blossoms and sniffed the fragrance. I saw Ji Ziying smiling: "Just picking in your plum garden. I've finally waited, and I'm leaving. I have to bid farewell. I have nothing to send, so I will send this plum!" Wei Hou was a little surprised: "Where? Where are you going, Ye Hou or other princes, didn't you say that you need to help me?" Ji Ziying smiled and said nothing, and between spring and spring, she sat in the pavilion and admired the spring. At that time, the shore of the lake was beautiful, the willows were silky, and the water was green. The spring sun in front of the eyes was scattered on the courtyard, and Ji Ziying with large sleeves fluttered wearing high-toothed cymbals, and the snoring sound was crisp. Wei Hou sighed at this moment and said, "... Ziying, the foundation industry is difficult to stabilize, and there are many difficult things to solve. I can't rely on it!" Opposite Ji Ziying and Wei Hou sat: "... There is a count in this, the countless imperial court, the princes everywhere are always pythons, no matter how tossing is useless." "You inherit the throne. The situation is clearer than I know. Although the officials and officials respectfully worship the Lord, there is a court, I'm afraid they haven't returned to their hearts yet!" Wei Hou drank his mouthful of tea and said with a smile, "That's why I need Ziying's help. Now I really can't return to my heart, but as long as the court continues to decline and the foundation industry continues to be stable, one day I can truly become the owner." There was a little uneasy between you, saying, "Ziying, you promised!" Ji Ziying did not answer, and smiled: "... you think so well, but the number of qi and fortune are intertwined, and they often do not fall on one person!" This is not true. Wei Houtu's alertness, Ji Ziying was executed by himself as early as twenty years ago. He was only 27 years old. Why was he here? Shouted now: "Come, come, where is the guard?" For a moment, the dream was still awake, Wei Hou pointed at Ji Ziying and scolded: "--You are deserved of crime, how come you dream? And there is no prisoner and prisoner, although you ca n't listen to it, since ancient times, loyal officials have been killed innocently. Can't report, if all come to ask for help, what world is this? " Gritting his teeth, he said, "Which temple doesn't have a stubborn ghost, I killed you for the foundation of the Wei family, for the overall situation!" Ji Ziying just smiled, didn't say anything back, and didn't pounce on him, but behind him, the fire was ignited at the same time in various parts of Fuzhong. The gates, the main hall, the pavilion, the railings, and the pavilion all caught fire. In a moment, the flames became one piece, and the entire Weihou House became a sea of fire, which illuminated the city. In the blazing fire, thousands of people danced in the fire, and they were faintly forced, all of them were killed for the sake of the overall situation, Wei Hou retreated in shock, just at this moment, just listen to the "bang" In the distance a temple collapsed, and the flames rushed straight up into the air. "Houye, you wake up ... you're holding back ..." Wei Hou fiercely sat up and woke up, glanced around, but was still in bed, and far away, the cold wind came in with the sun, several servants were kneeling in front of the bed to wait. It was a dream ... Wei Hou groaned, but his dreams were always in front of him, so clear.
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