The World of Yellow Sky

Guo Tai respectfully agreed.

"Serving the country, it's hard work."

Guo Tai's respect for Xu An was not out of fear, but out of respect.

Even now, he still remembers what happened in the third year of Zhongping (186).

With the destruction of millions of yellow scarves, there seems to be no hope for Taiping Dao. He led the soldiers and civilians who followed him to fight persistently in the deep mountains, and still did not give up. In general, the county soldiers of Shangdang County were defeated with a destructive force, and the entire Shangdang County was unified, allowing Guo Tai to see hope again.

On the north side of the Wangwu Mountains, the two armies after the reunion gathered together.

The shouts spread throughout the camp of the Yellow Turban Army at that time.

The deafening shout spread to all directions and resounded through the mountains!

Under the command of General Baibo, he followed Xu An all the way to the north and south, until now.

The biggest advantage of following Xu An's command is that it can save worry and effort, because Xu An has always made decisions before acting, and every order or order he issued is very clear, basically there is no ambiguity.

Guo Tai's trust in Xu An is actually not much worse than that of Gong Du and Liu Pi. Xu An has revitalized Taipingdao, developed and grown again, and has already won Guo Tai's loyalty.

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In the morning of March 194th in the fifth year of Chuping ([-]).

The mighty official caravan of the Ming Dynasty officially set off for Chang'an Square. Apart from the official caravan, there were also many private merchants carrying a lot of goods. They also drove their own trucks and followed behind the team. I also want to go to the Western Regions, exchange for some treasures in the Western Regions, and then sell them in the mainland.

On both sides of the street, there were crowds of people watching. They had heard that Taiping Road was about to reopen the Protectorate of the Western Regions. Although the reopening of the Protectorate of the Western Regions had little to do with their daily lives, they still When they came out to see them off, they also felt honored to reopen the Protectorate of the Western Regions.

Huaxia people have always been proud, whether they are powerful families or ordinary people.

The send-off team was mighty, not even smaller than a caravan.

Xu An personally sent Guo Tai all the way to the west gate of Chang'an City. Not only Xu An, but also all the generals who knew or didn't know Guo Tai hurried over tacitly.

"When your term of office expires, we will probably unify the world, and we will wait for you to come back and have a drink together!"

Gong Du patted Guo Tai's shoulder boldly, and laughed roughly.

"Hahahahaha."

Hearing Gong Du's invitation, Guo Tai couldn't help laughing out loud, and everyone burst into laughter.

Even though Gong Du has now become the head of the military attache, apart from being above the imperial court, he still gets along with them as before in life.

"At that time, don't be reluctant to buy good wine, but I heard that the wine made from grapes in the Western Regions is excellent. When the time comes, I will go to the Western Regions and send you some every year."

Liu Pi's personality is somewhat different from Gong's, and his way of expressing emotions is more restrained.

He stepped forward and hugged Guo Tai solemnly. He is not very good at expressing himself with words, so he can only express it with actions.

The crowd was noisy, and everyone was saying goodbye to Guo Tai.

Although it was lively, it was hard to hide the sadness of the farewell in the hearts of everyone.

"Minggong."

Guo Tai walked to the front of the crowd and in front of Xu An.

"This trip to the Western Regions will definitely live up to Duke Ming's expectations. It is decided that we, Da Ming, will take down the Western Regions and reopen the Protectorate of the Western Regions, thinking that we are the barrier to the west of the Ming Dynasty."

Thousands of words gathered in Xu An's heart, but in the end they only gathered into two words.

"Take care of yourself."

Xu An patted Guo Tai on the shoulder, unable to say anything else.

The term of office of the Protector of the Protectorate of the Western Regions is tentatively set at ten years, and this time Guo Tai will leave for a full ten years.

Guo Tai stepped on the horse beside him, and bowed solemnly to the people who were seeing him off.

"Take care of yourself!"

With the sound of horseshoes, Guo Tai's banner slowly moved westward, joining the winding procession on the official road.

On the official road, countless earth-yellow banners fluttered in the wind, one after another four-wheeled carriages loaded with goods ran over the smooth official road, and one after another, majestic soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army rode horses Slowly go forward from both sides of the official road.

"Go out the east gate and don't care about returning."

Guo Tai shook his body and looked back. It was Gong Du's voice.

"Come to the door, feel sad."

Another song sounded, and Guo Tai recognized who the owner of the voice was, it was Liu Pi's voice.

"There is no bucket of rice in the ounce, and there is no hanging clothes on the shelf."

Fog suddenly appeared in front of Guo Tai's eyes. It was the voices of the crowd. Although they were not in order, they could still hear the lyrics they sang.

"Draw out your sword and go to the east gate. The children and mothers in the house hold their clothes and cry."

The voice gradually became more orderly, and the singing gradually became louder.

"His family hopes to be rich and honored, and the concubine will feed the king with you."

Guo Tai's eyes were a little blurry, and he remembered what happened in the seventh year of Guanghe.

Wrapped in a yellow scarf and holding a sharp knife, he stood in front of the queue, surrounded by endless comrades wearing yellow scarves like him.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

Shouting frantically, they stormed into the city, opened the granary in the city, and opened the granary to release grain to save tens of thousands of hungry people outside the city.

That night, in the camp, they were so happy, they sang loudly, they raised their arms, and sang loudly

North of Wangwu Mountain, the night he reunited with Gong Du and others.

Under the night sky, the singing in the camp is also so loud.

The high-pitched song spread to all directions and resounded through the mountains.

"The top uses Canglang Tian, ​​and the bottom should use this yellow mouth. This is not the case!"

"Hey! Okay! It's too late for me to go! It's hard to live with white hair these days."

In the west of Chang'an City, the singing is loud and clear, and the clouds are high and restrained.

7 Chapter Forty

Biyuan is connected to the west, and Yaochi is reflected in the sky in the north.

Like the vertical river and the Han watch, Qi and bullfighting are connected.

The whale jumps like a turning stone, and the hawk walks continuously.

Looking at the sea and the sun in the vastness, all the rivers and rivers will meet in the same court.

Taiye Pool, which had been deserted for a long time because of the eastward relocation of the Han Dynasty, has regained its vitality.

From time to time, there are fish and shrimp swimming under the clear water surface, enjoying themselves.

The aquatic plants sway slowly under the flow of the lake water, and fish and shrimps shuttle among them, looking for food.

The green water is worry-free, but its face is wrinkled by the wind.

The golden crow hangs high, sparkling.

Under a pavilion on the Taiye Pool, Xu An and Wang Yi sat on the benches of the pavilion to rest together.

From the first year of Zhongping (184) to the fifth year of Chuping (194) for ten years, the war has not stopped for almost a year, one battle after another, and the flames of war are raging.

In order to survive, to be able to survive, and to be able to win the final victory, they cannot stop, they must keep moving forward.

In ten years, the war has never stopped for a moment.

Taipingdao's army has never really rested for a moment. Although the flames of war have not burned to the area controlled by Taipingdao, the heartstrings of everyone have always been tense after years of war.

But now, the Taiping Road was founded in Chang'an, and the disputes in the Central Plains have become fierce. The Han and Wei countries have to give it a go, and they have no time to look around.

And Monan has been cleared, and the western Xianbei, the southern Huns, the ancient Wuhuan and some scattered tribes have all chosen to join.

In order not to lose in the battle of Shanyu, Jian Man, the leader of Xianbei in the central part of Mobei, had no choice but to seek help from Taipingdao, and also joined Taipingdao.

Yizhou is powerful and respectful, and all ministries in southern Xinjiang submit.

Occupying the land of four states, most of the places are guarded by passes, and the hinterland is safe.

There are various ministries outside as barriers to isolate threats.

Now Taipingdao has finally ushered in a time to breathe. Compared with before, the tranquility of this period is like heaven.

Xu An finally got out of his busy work and had time to rest, instead of being buried in files all day long.

The spring breeze blew, and thousands of ripples were blown on the Taiye Pool.

It's just that the pleasant scenery and the rare rest time did not relax Xu An's frowning brows.

From the beginning of this year to the present, there has been a total of light rain, and then the weather has been sunny all the time. In the past few days, even the white clouds have disappeared from the sky, and the dazzling sunlight directly shines on the earth.

The golden crow hangs high in the sky, and the light it emits makes people unable to look directly at it. Even under the gazebo, looking at the sun-baked ground, it is difficult to open their eyes.

Xu An stood up, leaning on the railing with both hands, overlooking the water below the pavilion.

He noticed that the water level of the Taiye Pool had dropped a lot, and this discovery made him even more worried.

It has been determined that a plague of locusts is breeding in the Sansuke area, and the current weather undoubtedly indicates that a drought is coming.

The memories of the past have faded, and Xu An has forgotten a lot of things. He only remembers that the original time and space were not in the fifth year of Chuping (194). a lot of.

But what is certain is that the next few years do not seem to be peaceful, nor peaceful.

Although he had already made full preparations, but at the critical moment, when the famine came, Xu An was still a little apprehensive.

Unknown events are always the most frightening. Xu An has no way to predict how long this disaster will affect, how far it will affect, and what kind of damage it will cause.

Doing one's best and fulfilling one's fate seems to be the only thing Xu An can do now.

The matter was out of control, making Xu An instinctively feel uneasy.

"What is Duke Ming thinking?"

Just when Xu An was deep in thought, someone interrupted his thoughts.

It was only at this moment that Xu An came back to his senses, he didn't know when Yan Zhong was already sitting opposite him.

"Yan Gong looks much better recently."

Wang Yi stood up, saluted Yan Zhong, and greeted him.

The relationship between Yan Zhong and Xu An is both a teacher and a friend, and the Yan family is also friendly with their Wang family. Wang Yi has always respected Yan Zhong.

"The climate in Chang'an is much better than that in Liangzhou, and the scenery of Taiye Lake is also much better than that of Ji County government office. The head of Lihua Academy usually cooks medicinal food for me. How can I look bad, and these times I am also practicing Wuqinxi today."

Hua Tuo is now the dean of the two houses. Although he is called the dean, he is usually called the head of the house.

Yan Zhong seemed to have remembered something, and turned to Wang Yi.

"I remember that the head of Huayuan gave you some medicines to calm the fetus and calm the mind, but don't dislike the strong taste of the soup and medicine."

"Faithful words that are harsh to the ear are good for deeds, and good medicine is good for the sick."

"I've been taking it these days, thank you Yan Gong for your concern."

Wang Yi lowered his head slightly, agreeing.

These days, apart from the founding ceremony, the news that cheered the Ming court the most was the news that Wang Yi was diagnosed as pregnant shortly after the founding ceremony.

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no one is the greatest.

The Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, and its concept was deeply rooted among the people.

And Huaxia's clan concept has always existed, and its influence is extremely far-reaching.

For one side of power, if the king of a country has no heirs, the generals under his command and the officials in the court will not feel at ease.

Although Xu An is now in its prime, the Taiping Dao is in full swing, there is nothing to worry about, so although everyone is worried, no one puts the matter on the bright side.

But now that Wang Yi has confirmed that she is pregnant, the news made everyone feel a little relieved.

Xu An's frowning brows relaxed a little, he sat down again, and held Wang Yi's hand.

"Yan Gongke noticed the abnormal weather recently."

Xu An's question made Yan Zhong frown. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he really felt that the recent weather was a bit abnormal.

Almost instantly, Yan Zhong understood what Xu An meant.