The World of Yellow Sky

Even farmers who only cultivate the fields can harvest a lot of grain, and they can also harvest money after selling it.

The Ming Kingdom has laid down such a huge territory now, and the influence is far-reaching.

In today's Ming Dynasty, commerce and trade are unprecedentedly prosperous, and the prosperity of commerce has begun to feed back society. Even if various taxes are not collected, relying on foreign trade and commercial taxes alone is more complicated than Hanting collected all kinds of complicated taxes. Taxes are even more.

Generally, when a country is newly established, it is all about cultivating life and resting, and resting with the people.

But in fact, the people of the Ming Dynasty have always been in an extremely comfortable environment.

The wars in the outside world have almost no influence on them. The flames of war cannot spread to the borders of the country, and there is no need to bear the additional war tax.

After all, the Ming army has been spending on wars, basically using the surplus money accumulated by the powerful families.

Only when we went to conquer Fanyang and conquered northern Xinjiang at the same time, because of temporary needs, we issued a full-scale war mobilization order to collect food and carriages to help the war.

A large number of infrastructure and water conservancy projects have been built with work relief, which has greatly improved the living standards of the local people.

With the large amount of wages paid out, ordinary people have spare money in their hands, which has also enabled the further development of commerce and the prosperity of the market.

This newly built Chang'an city itself is a miracle. Just a few years ago, it was just an ordinary field, not a city, but now, countless attics have sprung up, countless houses are dotted, and the streets are criss-crossing. , Fang City is extremely prosperous.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu An couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Bright lights hang high, candles flicker, and all this is like a picture scroll of a prosperous age.

Perhaps that is the scene of Chang'an in the prosperous Tang Dynasty that future generations will never forget no matter what.

"Over there, over there."

The little fat man waved his fist in the air with one hand, pointed at the barbecue stand not far away with the other, and kept mumbling.

"Where, where, why can't I see it?!"

Xu Yu stood on tiptoe and kept asking that she was not tall enough. Even if she stood on tiptoe, she still couldn't see the location of the barbecue stand.

Xu An felt it was funny, Xu Yu was still like a child most of the time.

When Xu Yu was promised to enter the inner palace, to be honest, it was more to bring Nanlou back to his heart and tie the Wuhuan tribe of Shanggu to the chariot of the Yellow Turban Army.

At that time, he had just occupied Bingzhou, and he had only tens of thousands of soldiers in his hands. The army was incomplete, the generals were not skilled, the training was insufficient, and they lacked food and clothing.

What he took over from Zhang Yi was a dilapidated Bingzhou that was in the midst of internal and external troubles, so he agreed.

However, the business is busy, and the love for children can only be put aside.

It was the same when she married Wang Yi later, she was so focused on official duties and conquests that she hardly had time to rest.

Fortunately, both of them are lovers, and there was no quarrel in the past.

Even after Xu Feng was born, the relationship between Xu Yu and Wang Yi became much closer because of the little fat man. Xu Yu and Xu Feng happened to be playing together.

"The direction is right, and we will be there in another twenty steps."

"Yes, yes, go, go!"

The little fat man nodded repeatedly, waved his fists and shouted loudly.

"Come on!

Xu Yu also raised his hand, shouted softly, and walked quickly towards the front.

The few guards standing in front suffered because of this, they kept apologizing and separated the crowd as much as possible.

Xu An knew about the Bailongyu suit, he had been assassinated many times, and now that the Han court was destroyed, there must be someone who never gave up, and he brought the guards to guard against assassins.

In addition to the surrounding guards, the soldiers on the guard tower and the police wandering around, although no one noticed, they had actually been quietly replaced by Tiqi from the Eagle Wolf Guard.

"Guests please sit down and drink tea."

The owner of the barbecue stand is a Wuhuan man, and he spoke very politely in his unproficient Chinese.

Most of the barbecued meat placed on it is mutton.

The slaughter of farm cattle is still strictly prohibited in various places, so naturally there is no beef on the stalls.

Xu Yu's eyes lit up, and he switched seamlessly to Wuhuan without hesitation.

The stall owner also had a happy face. Although there are many Wuhuan people in Chang'an City, it is also a happy thing to meet people of the same clan in the market.

"Come and sit, come and sit."

Xu Yu put down the little fat man, and at the same time patted the stool next to him, signaling Xu An and Wang Yi to come and sit down quickly.

Naturally, Xu An and Wang Yi did not refuse, and sat down together.

In just a short while, more than ten kebabs have been presented on the table.

Xu An couldn't help laughing for a while looking at the object on which the barbecue was placed.

The objects on which the kebabs are placed are the old newspapers issued by those newspaper offices. It seems that old newspapers can be used everywhere.

"smell good."

Xu Yu's eyes were bright, and he took a deep breath of the fragrance.

A lot of spices were sprinkled on these barbecued meats. I haven't tasted it yet, but just smelling the taste is already full of saliva.

"Winter—winter—winter—"

Before Xu An picked up the barbecue in front of him, there was a sudden commotion from the right.

Xu An followed the prestige, and saw three beautiful women in Western Region costumes standing on a temporary round platform.

The six women were obviously from other countries, with deep eyebrows, high nose bridges, and brown and black eyes.

Beside its booth, several musicians held string instruments, and two people held leather drums and beat rhythmically.

Accompanied by the brisk rhythm, six bearded women danced lightly, and the dance they danced was exactly the "Hu Xuan Dance".

The drums are getting faster and faster, and the strings are getting faster and changing constantly. The musicians in the audience have been immersed in the music.

The six Hu Xuannv swayed to the sound of drum music, sometimes slowly, like snowflakes fluttering in the air, sometimes eagerly, like fluffy grass fluttering in the wind

On the round platform, the beautiful figure of the dancer rotates as lightly as catkins.

The jade arms are stretched lightly, the skirt is dancing, and the dancing sleeves that move with the wind are like elves in the wind.

With the continuation of the drumming, the hustle and bustle of the surroundings gradually subsided.

All the guests in the city focused their eyes on the round platform.

The dance clothes are light and light, like floating clouds.

Gorgeous appearance, like a peony in full bloom.

The heart moves with the strings, and the hands should be encouraged.

Looking back and smiling, she is charming and charming.

Hu Xuannv, Hu Xuannv.

The heart responds to the strings, and the hands respond to the drums.

With the sound of the string drum, the sleeves are raised, and the snow flutters and dances.

Turning left and turning right is tireless, and there is no end to thousands of turns.

Chapter 917 Xu An

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk.

The market was crowded with people, and the streets and alleys were lit like dragons.

Looking up is the vast sea of ​​stars, and looking down is the noisy world.

The place where you can see is the bright and clear moon, the delicious wine on the table full of eucalyptus, all kinds of delicacies placed on the table, everything is available.

Xu An slowly closed his eyes, listening carefully to the hustle and bustle of human voices.

The sound of selling, discussing, laughing, reciting books, and fireworks are all in your ears.

This noisy sound awakened his deepest memory. He had heard such loud noise many days and nights, but at that time he just felt it was noisy.

At that time, day after day, year after year, the ordinary life bored him very much.

After more than ten years, hearing such a sound again, everything has changed.

The price of this most ordinary life is the bloodshed and sacrifice of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people.

Xu An closed his eyes tightly, he was afraid to open them.

The World of Yellow Heaven...

He didn't have such lofty ideals, he just wanted to live at that time.

Whether he was fighting desperately or receiving the "Taiping Jing", until he entered the Taihang Mountains, he just wanted to survive.

Everything changed just because he understood a little bit.

To survive, the only way to overthrow this corrupt empire is to establish a new country and bring the world back to peace.

Those ordinary people can spend the rest of their lives safely.

Xu An suddenly panicked, he was afraid that everything in front of him was just a dream.

He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would return to Guangzong, or Xiaquyang, back to that hopeless chaotic world.

The noisy voices around him quickly dissipated from his ears, Xu An felt a little cold in his heart.

Those noisy human voices seemed to be just hallucinations. Hearing regained his hearing, and the sounds of killing like mountains and tsunami, the sound of weapons piercing into flesh, and the shrill and painful wailing sounded in his ears.

"Winter!" "Winter!" "Winter!"

That is the sound of the drums of the Han army!

Could it be?

all of these……

Just a dream?

He is still in Guangzong...

In front of his eyes, Xu An saw He Yi, who was covered in blood, Zhang Ji, who was sallow and emaciated, and a group of yellow scarves sitting on the ground with their heads downcast, their eyes revealing despair.

The sound of the war drums was deafening, and the drumsticks that landed on the drum seemed to hit his chest directly, making him almost out of breath.

A nameless anger filled Xu An's chest, he stood up, clenched his fists, and roared angrily.

"I can't wait to find a way out..."

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!"

"It is said that God's grace is mighty, but we kneel down and beg for our lives, but there is no way to survive, why!"

"I can't wait to find a way out!"

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will be established. The year is Jiazi, and the world will be blessed!

! ”

Countless people stood up, their bodies were covered in blood, everyone was wounded, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Rescue the great virtuous teacher!

! ”

He raised his weapon, turned around resolutely, and faced the heavily armed generals of the Han army on the other side of the street.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who followed behind him dragged their broken bodies, sacrificing their lives, and went on and on.

……

The world in front of him changed again, Xu An hadn't reacted yet, but he was already in the woods.

It was dark all around, and everyone around was gloomy. Looking around, they could only see despair.

Not far from the woods, there was a little bit of fire, which was the pursuit of the Han army.

"Both inside and outside, the eight states are concurrent, as real as fantasy, confusing, bustling, but a dream Huaxu."

Zhang Liang stuffed the scriptures into his hands, his eyes filled with hope.

"Master..."

Xu An's voice trembled.