Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

When Shengjia arrived in Dengzhou, it was already midsummer in July.

To the east of Yunzhou, there is no trace of the battlefield.However, Shao Shude paid homage to the soldiers who died during the attack on Tianping and Ziqing towns.

At that time, the sky was drizzling and the road was extremely muddy.Shao Shude had a little difficulty walking, but he was very relaxed. Looking at the mage who was welcoming him out, he waved his hand and went straight into the temple.

Among the green pines and cypresses, there is a huge tablet enshrined, with cigarettes curling up, and the sound of chanting sutras is endless.

This is Jigong Temple, and many places have been built to receive donations and worship from the people.

Inexplicably, he thought of Xu Hao who was ill and stayed in Yunzhou a few days ago, and he sighed.

Old Brother is running out.

Before some people left, there was some resentment.

Some people are very reluctant before leaving.

Some people are in great pain before they leave.

There are also tears streaming down the face, or silently.

The vicissitudes of life make people melancholy and nostalgic.

Shao Shude sat in the courtyard, and the guards dutifully propped up the yellow umbrella.

At this time, his heart was heavy and soft, and he fell into a mysterious state.

In a trance, I saw the fallen warrior get up from the pool of blood and kneel before him.They held the enemy's head in their hands, their weapons were full of gaps, their armor was torn, and their robes were stained with blood.

"I have today, all thanks to Laier." Shao Shude sighed.

The guards kept their eyes on him, knowing that the saint was lost in memory again.

Today, he was walking in the muddy field, his gait was no longer vigorous, his air was no longer sufficient, and he seemed to be desolate and lonely in late autumn.

"Your Majesty..." Zhongguan Wang Yanfan walked in.

"Everyone is here?" Shao Shude asked.

"Yes."

"Let them in." He waved his hand and said.

The sky had cleared up, and the guards moved some tables and placed them in the courtyard.

Later, some melons and fruits, dried meat, and rice wine were brought over.

Shao Shude sat on the main seat, his mind wandering.

"See Your Majesty." Zhuang Ao, the inspection envoy of Geyuquan, Hun Shizhi, the inspection envoy of Kedun City, and Su Zhi, the king of Xi, came in to pay their respects.

It had just rained, and the ground was a bit wet, but the seven of them knelt down to the ground, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

Shao Shude came back to his senses, his eyes focused again, and he looked at the few people quietly.

He didn't say anything, just watched.

The atmosphere in the arena became subtle.

The seven people knelt on the ground, touching the ground with their heads, not daring to move a little.

"Sit down." Shao Shude said after a long time.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for granting your seat." Several people responded in unison, and then sat down at their respective tables under the guidance of the guards, waiting silently without eating or drinking.

Shao Shude stood up, walked to the memorial tablet, and burned a stick of incense.

"It's been a dream for 40 years." After burning incense, he turned around, looked at several people, and said.

The seven people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what they meant.

Shao Shude didn't care about them, and said to himself: "Xu Hao was sick in bed last month, and I went to visit him. Speaking of the old incident of the conquest of Li Guochang and his son, I was filled with emotion."

Xu Hao should not have much time left.

When you get old, anything can happen.Even if he was still alive and well just a moment ago, he might be seriously ill one day and his health would deteriorate rapidly.

Xu Hao should feel that the end is approaching.

He couldn't stop sighing, and wept in the end. He only said one sentence: "In the next life, I will fight for Your Majesty."

Shao Shude once thought about a question, if time goes back 40 years and does it again, what will be the result?He couldn't be sure at the time, but thinking about it now, with these old brothers around, how bad could it be?

For a person like Xu Hao, he almost never misses when beheading generals and killing enemies. He fights with his brain.On the history books of later generations, there should be a rich stroke.If "Huangxia Brave General" is made into a game, his strength should be close to [-], although Shao Shude knows that he can't reach this level.

"I started by crusading Li Guochang and his son, and then conquered east and west for 30 years, and gradually unified the world." He continued: "Now the world is at peace, and all nations are coming to court. This should be considered a prosperous age, right?"

"Your Majesty wiped out all the ugliness and worked hard to rule for 20 years. It is already a peaceful and prosperous age."

"In recent years, whether it is the grassland or the Han land, life has improved, and this is all thanks to His Majesty."

"If this is not considered a prosperous age, what else is a prosperous age?"

……

Several people spoke desperately, with a strong sense of flattery.

Shao Shude didn't answer their faults, but just stared into the distance.

The group of people in front of him are no longer the old people who followed him through life and death.

The old man has passed away, but the newcomer may not have the deep affection for him to fight the world.

Love share, love share, seems illusory, but it is something that courtiers strive for in their lives.

Love is worthless, but it can keep the family rich.

Love is invisible and intangible, but it can restrain the butcher's knife held high by the king.

People leave tea to cool down, and when people are gone, love is gone.

"When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I often sweated through the back of my clothes and was very worried." Shao Shude said with a sigh.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they had some vague guesses.

But this is not easy to answer, hard to say.

"Have a drink." Shao Shude waved his hand and said.

Several people immediately picked up the wine bowls and drank them all in one gulp.Then sit there upright, like a student listening to teaching.

Shao Shude shook his head and laughed.

After all, not the old brother.If it is an old man who walked together, even if there is a distinction between monarch and minister, they will not be so divided.

After all, he is old and has killed many old people, and the new generation is respectful and anxious in front of him.

After returning to his seat, Shao Shude held the wine bowl, pondered for a while, and said: "I dreamed that one day, the grassland would be turbulent, and someone would lead hundreds of thousands of riders to the south of the Central Plains, killing blood into rivers, and there would be no people for hundreds of miles. And the Guozuo of Daxia is like the fallen leaves in autumn, drifting around, and like a candle in the wind, dim and unclear."

"Your Majesty..." Several people couldn't sit still, their expressions were uncertain.

Shao Shude's thoughts were completely withdrawn from his memories, he looked at them with a little indifference, and said, "Do you have a solution, Zhuqing?"

"Your Majesty, on the grassland, no one can send out hundreds of thousands of horses, unless there is an order from the Privy Council of Beiya." Zhuang Ao said.

"The Forbidden Army is brave and difficult to defeat. Even if there are hundreds of thousands of horsemen, I am afraid they will not dare to go south." Su Zhi said.

"Your Majesty, I would like to send five hundred strong men to Luoyang to defend the capital."

"Whoever rebels will be punished."

……

Shao Shude's eyes turned around on them, the last bit of patience was exhausted, and he didn't want to talk to them any more.

Because these so-called old people are not worthy of his condescension, nor worthy of his affection.

At this time, Hun Shizhi, the inspection envoy of Kedun City, said: "Your Majesty, I heard that there are barbarians in the Qibei tribes, and most of them control tens of thousands of soldiers, and as few as two or three thousand. Regular drills and training, It's like using the arm to make the finger. I think that the southern Qinan tribes can also follow the old example and reorganize it as the dry city of the country."

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the others were different.

It's not that they have any objection, it's actually their instincts at work.Who doesn't want to be a warlord?Who doesn't want to control more people, cattle and sheep?
This is the virtue of the grassland.

The Han warlords knew how to annex each other, but the grassland chiefs didn't want to?identical.

After Hun Shizhi clarified his words, the matter came to the final step: what to do?Yes or no?If you agree, can you still bargain for a price?
"Hunqing is really a wonderful person." Shao Shude smiled, stood up and toasted him with a bowl of wine, saying: "Drink this cup to the brim."

Hun Shizhi took the wine bowl and drank it down.

With his hands behind his back, Shao Shude paced slowly in front of several chieftains.

His footsteps are very light, but they beat on the hearts of several people like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

"Wait—" he cleared his throat and said.

The crowd pricked up their ears.

"After you go back, check your household registration, cattle and sheep." Shao Shude continued: "Divide the family. Divide it yourself and divide it well. If the division is not good, I will divide it for you. Understand?"

Several people confirmed the uneasy guess in their hearts, and they all sighed secretly, after so long, they really couldn't escape.

"I obey the order." Several people expressed their opinions one after another.

willing?Of course I don't want to.

But what is the price of openly confronting the court, this is something they have to consider.

The honorary title of "Supreme Emperor of Jianwen Shenwu" is shared by all ministries, and the Heichengzi National People's Meeting is also very formal. Today's status on the grassland is more orthodox than many so-called Great Khans.

Since they were young, they had listened to their fathers talking about the battles of the past, and their awe of the Supreme Emperor was deeply rooted in their bones.Some of them were a little older, and even caught up with the tail of the unification of the world. They had seen the indomitable bravery of the Great Xia Forbidden Army, and they really didn't have much courage to resist.

To put it bluntly, if the prince standing in front of them at this moment, they might all have to bargain, but no one would dare to confront the supreme emperor who is "kind-faced and black-hearted", because he is too dazzling and cannot be made by manpower. able to fight.

So—what else to do?
The large tribes became medium tribes, and the medium tribes became small tribes. After a few generations, the Yinshan, Yanbei tribes and Qibei tribes may not be much different.

It is obvious that the brothers who have divided the family property do not necessarily have the same heart.

Moreover, this matter cannot be dealt with head-on.Everyone has children and grandchildren. What will the children who do not have the right to inherit know that the sage has issued a "tweet order"? What will be their attitude?Must be ecstatic.

The grasslands are different from those in the Han Dynasty. The Khan's uncles, brothers, sons and grandsons all lead troops or hold official positions. They each have their own teams and supporters.If you don't have the right to inherit, that's it, don't do what he wants.But now the sage tells you that the tribe can be divided, you can also obtain inheritance rights, and the court supports them.

You see, the inner hearts have also been messed up. If it is serious, there is no need to separate the family, just split it, okay?
The Tweet Order is an eternal conspiracy, everyone can see through it, but it just can't be broken.What it tests is not how many household registrations, armors, and horses you have, but your heart.

No solution!

After hearing everyone's agreement, Shao Shude didn't look very happy.

In his whole life, he has wiped out too many tribes. Who would dare to oppose him?
Cleaned up the thorns again for posterity.That's all he can do.