Datang Fenghua Road

This scroll is not a landscape painting scroll, but another video record. Li Shimin and the eldest grandson were surprised at the same time and blurted out: "Camera?"

It turned out that this painting scroll was clearly an enlarged photo, which was exactly the same as the "Princess Jinyang's Smile" that Han Yue gave Xiao Sizi at the exchange market outside the customs.

That photo was called "Princess Jinyang's Smile", but this photo was called "Family Traveling Away", but seeing that the photo was of a big river, Han Yue stood by the river and looked up, and stood beside him Doudou, Luo Jinger, Tang Yao, Han Xiao.

Doudou was holding a swaddle in her arms, Luo Jinger had a big belly, Tang Yao and Han Xiao were wearing commoner clothes, and the four women all had gentle and satisfying smiles.

There is a line of words at the bottom of the photo. It is a poem that seems majestic and melancholy. Reading it slowly makes people tremble:

The golden bottle of wine is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand.

Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks, he couldn't eat.

To cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, will climb Taihanghang snow-covered mountains.

Come leisurely fishing on Bixi, suddenly take a boat dream day.

It’s hard to walk, it’s hard to walk, and there are so many divergent roads.

There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea...

Everyone was amazed, Mr. Cui stroked his long beard with his hands, and after a long time he suddenly said: "Reading this story today, I have both grief and longing. Influenced by this poetry, even the old man wants to kill people. Wang Gui's idiots forced him to leave A saint!"

The eldest grandson burst into tears, choked up and unable to speak.

Li Shimin walked to the door slowly, looked at the bright moon and the stars in the sky with his hands behind his back, and murmured, "He's gone!"

Suddenly, the emperor stumbled under his feet. The emperor who was as powerful as Li Shimin was also very sad. He slowly shook his head, and there were faint tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Yue'er said that he will not return to Tang Dynasty in this life..." Li Shimin slowly closed his eyes, feeling that he had lost something more important than the throne.

Chapter 450 There is something called a bond

From the northeast to Chang'an, there are [-] journeys.

It was late autumn at that time, and it had been more than two months since Han Yue went berserk and murdered in the court hall. On that day, he slashed Wang Gui, the patriarch of the Wang clan in Taiyuan with one sword, and then thrust the Tianzi sword into the hall, and then brought his family Xiao Piaoran and go.

Although people are gone, the world is shaking.

From the day Han Yue left, the entire Central Plains fell into a strange turmoil.

The aristocratic family on the one side of the palace is in chaos.

The aristocratic family on the side of the loyal king is defending the success.

The chaos of the aristocratic family is not a rebellion, but a chaos like a soft knife cutting flesh, starting from the root of the chaos.The last time the five hundred aristocratic family resigned and forced the palace, there was still room for manoeuvre, but this time it was directly an endless game.

In the 360 ​​mansions of the Twelve Roads of the Tang Dynasty, all the government offices and county offices have come to a standstill.

Regardless of Guanzhong, Longxi, Shandong or Lingnan, as long as it is the Central Plains, there is depression everywhere.Eighty percent of the world's industries are controlled by the other side's camp. This time, the other side launched a fierce attack and stopped all the industries.

The brick-burning industry ceased, and the people no longer had employers.

Large cloth dealers no longer buy cloth, which makes many women from small farmers and small households extremely miserable. The coarse cloth they weave by staying up late can no longer be exchanged for money. Although they were cheap in the past, at least some people still buy them. Now they can’t sell it if they want to.

In addition, there are tea merchants, salt merchants, rice merchants, vegetable merchants and so on...

It seems that overnight, the world no longer lacks these things. In the past, the common people hated the aristocratic family for buying their labor income cheaply, but now they dare not even hate it.

In the past, the price was suppressed, at least it could be sold for money.

Now that the price is not under pressure, people simply don't want it.

Only two months have passed, and the Tang Dynasty, a newly established empire, has shown signs of death.

The common people were at a loss to understand, but someone in the court understood.

This is an economic war launched by an aristocratic family. They want to overturn the world from the root. Their purpose is very simple, to force the people to rise up.

Because the aristocratic family has money and food, even if they don't do business for a year, they can carry it, but the people can't carry it. It only takes half a year, and the people of the whole country will be in trouble.

Think about it, your family has four walls, and your wife and daughter stayed up all night to weave a piece of cloth. They were looking forward to using this batch of cloth for some fried rice, oil and salt, but suddenly they couldn't sell it. What would you do?

Think about it, what would happen if the vegetables you worked so hard to grow, the silkworms you raised, the salt you dried, the iron you beat, and the things you made with your blood and sweat were suddenly thrown there and waited to rot.

The people of the Tang Dynasty are loyal, but even the most loyal people also need to eat. Once they are not full, they are a little provoked by those who are interested, and then the world will inevitably rise up.

Li Shimin is only 43 years old this year, and it is said that he is in the prime of life, but the emperor is getting more and more haggard day by day, and he seems to have aged ten years in just half a month.

"The royal family can't carry it, Li Shimin can't carry it, and if we provoke our noble family, we will overturn the world..." The other side's camp said something, someone shouted in the sky in Langya County, arrogantly said: "If the emperor wants to save the Tang Dynasty, We must kill Han Yue, if we don't kill Han Yue to let us take our breath away, then there is no need for the Great Tang to exist!"

so crazy...

When these words reached Chang'an, Li Shimin overturned the table in one fell swoop and said furiously, "I want to see if the Tang Dynasty will always exist."

The emperor's eyes were blood red, and he was extremely haggard for half a month, but this time Li Shimin didn't back down, he knew it was useless to back down.

"Pass my will, empty the treasury, and buy the assets produced by the people of the world. As long as the Tang Dynasty has a penny left, the people cannot be left hungry!"

Li Shimin's side also has an aristocratic family, the other party wants to fight an economic war, and the emperor has to do it.

At this time when the world was turbulent, a specially-made huge ox cart appeared in the northernmost part of Hebei Road, traveling all the way, slowly but firmly heading northeast.

This bullock cart is not particularly luxurious, but it takes up a big one. It takes five steers to pull it. There is a kitchen and a bedroom on the cart, and there are clearly a family of six.

The roads in Datang are not smooth, even the official roads are bumpy, but this bullock cart is not bumpy at all, because its wheels are all specially made, with rubber tires on the outside and air-filled inner tubes on the inside.

In addition, the car is also loaded with shock springs that Datang cannot manufacture, and the bearings of the wheels are smeared with lubricating butter.

Such a magical ox cart moves slowly. It is like a moving home. There is a family of six living on it. It has gathered the eyes of the world from the moment of departure.

On the official road from Chang'an to this bullock cart, there are horses galloping wildly every day. Some horses run to Chang'an to report to the emperor, while others are spies sent by aristocratic families.

"Where did the stinky boy go today?" This is what the emperor asks every day.

"Where did that kid go today?" This is something that the aristocratic family asks every day.

The emperor and the aristocratic family kept an eye on an ox cart every day, but the ox cart was still roaming, and half a month later, the ox cart slowly left Hebei and slowly crossed Shanhaiguan.

Going further, it is the White Mountains and Black Waters.

Going forward is equivalent to leaving the Central Plains.

"Haha, that kid finally left, he's panicking, he's scared! Bah, what are you saying about a natural genius? Facing my family, I'm not running away..."

The family was clamoring wildly, but the emperor sighed sadly. Li Shimin held his eldest grandson's shoulder in the palace. The husband and wife stared at the sky in a daze.

At this time, it was just three months before Han Yuechu was away from Chang'an. The late autumn had passed, and the early winter had come. Suddenly a north wind whistled, as if the world had become chilling overnight.