Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

Cui Zixing went to many places and met many people.

In bustling towns, people are always very busy, but there is also a sense of orderly beauty in the busyness.

The vendors hawking along the way had enthusiastic smiles on their faces and a variety of things in front of them.

Most of these delicacies are not very fine in workmanship, but the good taste exudes makes people want to buy some and try them.

As for the gadgets such as hairpins and sachets, they are a bit fancier than those in the store frequented by dignitaries in the capital.

In the clothing store, a merchant was haggling with a few customers. The waiter at the restaurant opposite took a look at him and took the food box and strode towards the vermilion gate of the house with two stone lions at the end of the street.

The housekeeper from Yuanwai's house came to the restaurant in the morning and ordered sweet and sour carp, beggar's chicken, steamed pork with lotus leaves and rice flour, white fungus and lotus seed soup, and four cold dishes. No, as soon as the cook was done, the shopkeeper urged him to deliver them.

The boy hurried to Yuanwaifu, and the boatman on the distant river had a rare moment of rest at noon.

He took out the hard dry food from the cabin, pushed the boat back to the ferry to dock, got ashore, and gulped down the pickles prepared by his wife.

I was thinking silently in my heart that my little daughter would be six years old soon and it was time to go to school. Although the court charged a low fee, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone must not be used bad, and no one should suffer the pain of their own children.

If he only had to travel four or five more times, he would be able to buy the best wolf-hair pen in town. When he returned home, Xiangxiang would be so happy that she couldn't find it.

Well, her eldest brother is also in the school, and he will tell this kid to remember to take care of his sister later.

From the blacksmith's shop on the riverside, the sound of the blacksmith striking iron could be heard, and the boatman listened in rapt attention for a while under the shade of the willow trees on the bank.

A traveling merchant came over and said, "Boatman, can your boat get out?"

His polite question brought the boatman back to his thoughts, and the boatman quickly responded: "Get out, get out! We are serious about business, why don't we get out of the boat!"

He untied the rope neatly and jumped into the boat, and the traveler followed him aboard.

The pennant rested on a stone on the shore, and the boat swung out with the force of the rebound. The breeze blew their hair, and the traveler squinted his eyes in contentment.

After running around outside for more than half a year, he can finally go home.I wonder how my parents, wife and children are doing. Do you miss him?

Xiao Meng, who was born last year, will definitely be able to walk now. Hey, I'm afraid he won't recognize himself at all.

Cui Zixing slowly walked down the river, and thousands of emotions in the world came into his eyes.

Everyone is working hard to live, and Da'an is gradually becoming stronger due to people's efforts.

so good……

He smiled and went to the next place that he had not even thought about.

The rising sun on the mountain top, the fierce horses on the grassland, the rushing waterfalls, the gorgeous flowers in bloom, the eagles soaring bravely in the blue sky, the endless camel bells in the endless desert, and the sound of village children reading outside the window, one by one. A simple smile full of joy...

Cui Zixing walked very far.

When he was a child, his master once taught him to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. He kept it in mind, but he had no time to realize it.

In this life, he did it.He truly understood what the Master meant.

Only when you step into the vast world can you realize how small you are. Things that you couldn't figure out in the past suddenly become clear to you.

The thickness of the mountains, the tenacity of the water, the endless fun in the cycle of the four seasons, the true meaning of life in the blooming and falling flowers, all things taught him the truth, and his mind gradually became full.

In the misty rain, Cui Zixing traveled to a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

This place was nice. He walked into the inn in the town with satisfaction and decided to take a rest here.

After the rain, the sky cleared, and Cui Zixing left the inn.

While wandering around admiring the scenery of the town, he met his significant other.

That was a woman as pale as a chrysanthemum.

Her appearance is not very eye-catching, and her overall temperament is indifferent, which makes people feel that this person is not obsessed with everything, as if she is escaping into Buddhism, but the awe-inspiring and courageous look in her eyebrows brings her back to the mortal world.

She stopped Cui Zixing on the bustling street, "Sir, someone wants to steal your wallet."

Because of her reminder, the little thief who had not reached Cui Zixing's waist was twisted and sent to the Yamen.

Many years later, Mo Linshuang asked when her husband was interested in her. Cui Zixing's answer made her laugh and cry.

He said: "From the first time you laid eyes on me, I was moved."

Cui Zixing never believed in love at first sight, but when he met the right person, he realized that love at first sight was not always about lust.

But that person stands in the crowd, and everything else becomes a passing thing.

Times have changed, and the world has changed. He just wants to hold her in his arms and live the rest of his life well.

Cui Zixing finally got his wish and married the one he wanted.

Mo Linshuang's father is a doctor, her mother is old and no longer works as an embroiderer, and her brother and sister-in-law have also started to take over the medical clinic. There is nothing to worry about at home.

Now that he has a family and worries, Cui Zixing plans to return to the Cui family's ancestral land to settle down. He can go out for a walk with Lin Shuang when his children grow up.

But Mo Linshuang is very curious about the outside world. She has never left a small town in her entire life.

To be more precise, except for those who married far away, the women in the town should have never gone out.

Cui Zixing obeyed his wife's demands. The two said goodbye to the Mo family and traveled around the entire continent together.

When the child reached the age of six, Cui Zixing sent him back to the Cui family for education. He followed his parents through many states and counties. He had a broad vision and was carefully cultivated by his grandparents. He would definitely become a qualified leader of the Cui family.

When Mrs. Mo Linshuang was 50 years old, they stopped moving forward and went to Xiangyang, the ancestral home of the Cui family.

From then on, a couple appeared in the world of Xiangyang who were willing to do charity and rescue the poor.

……

Inside Guangming Palace.

Yang Huaijin, yes, not Murong Huaijin, Yang Huaijin who had already rectified the name of himself and his family, neatly coded the approved memorial, and leaned back on the chair tiredly.

The father-in-law who was waiting by the side saw the emperor's pale face and the large beads of sweat on his forehead. He was worried and distressed. He said helplessly: "Your Majesty, if you are not in good health, please don't force yourself to handle official duties. Let’s leave these to others for now.”

"No."

Yang Huaijin shook his head and said softly: "I promised someone that I would be a good emperor of Da'an. I must do what I promised."

"But, Your Majesty, the imperial doctor asked you to..."

"Stop talking, I'm tired and want to be quiet."

The palace was eerily empty. In the lonely silence, Yang Huaijin closed her eyes and her thoughts were racing.

He remembered many things.

The conversation in Feihong Pavilion still rings in my ears.

At that time Cui Zixing did not return the token, he was still the loyal king.

King Zhong said that a big country that emphasizes agriculture should also emphasize industry. Farming and industry go hand in hand, supplemented by commerce, which is the strategy for the development of Da'an.Those who like to create strange and cunning skills should pay attention to them.

Yang Huaijin therefore founded Tianqiaolou.

The craftsmen of Tianqiao Tower come from all over the world. Some are self-recommended, some are recommended by the government, and more are openly recruited after the imperial court holds examinations.

Over the past 40 years, these people have successively created tools for Da'an that were unheard of in the past, greatly increasing the speed of Da'an's agricultural production and promoting the development of all walks of life.

King Zhong also said that the current situation of Da'an and Chiyan Fangu tripod standing side by side has been broken. He is weak and I am strong, and we should take a longer-term view.

The waterway in Da'an is smooth, but it has no understanding of the vast sea. People should be sent to sea to actively explore new lands, establish connections with overseas countries, and promote our country's prestige.

After Tianqiaolou created an ocean-going ship that integrated attack and defense means, Da'an formed a huge fleet and set off in a mighty manner.

Yan Tingzhi served as the commander-in-chief of the fleet. At that time, the young scholar passed the imperial examination No. 6, and has been on the rise ever since.

And when he was most proud, he asked himself to go into the unfamiliar and extremely unfamiliar sailing field. Because many people at that time were afraid of the waves, and the journey was far away and the future was unknown, so the important officials in the court were hesitant.

Yan Tingzhi stepped forward, took his wife Yan Zhaoshi to the deck, waved goodbye to everyone, and commanded the fleet to cut through the waves and move forward bravely.

Eunuch De became the deputy commander of the fleet. When this old man who had served the Murong family all his life made a request, Yang Huaijin was stunned.

But he still happily agreed to Eunuch De's request.

During his third voyage with the fleet, Grandpa De died of illness on the ship. It is said that he greeted his death with a smile.

Judge Yan conveyed his last words on his behalf - Your Majesty, the magnificence of the sea and the wonders of foreign countries can be seen by all the ministers.Sixty and three years have not been wasted, my dear, I will die without regrets!

Yang Huaijin remained silent and ordered that he be buried with state rites.

The harvest brought back by frequent ocean exploration is huge. Gold, pearls, agate and gemstones are not uncommon. They are also found in Da'an. Food with a high yield per mu is the highlight.

In addition, Yan Tingzhi also brought back some foreigners who he said were unappreciated talents. They were not appreciated in their own country, and their small inventions were often laughed at by the nobles.

So they begged Yan Tingzhi to give them a chance to show their talents in front of Emperor Da'an.

After Yang Huaijin saw those inventions and creations that he couldn't understand but were shocked by, he decisively decided to keep the people and send them to Tianqiao Tower to exchange experiences.

King Zhong also warned him that after getting married, he should treat his wife well. The queen is the person who will accompany him until he grows old, and he should give him corresponding respect and trust.

Finally, King Zhong leaned on the railing in Feihong Pavilion and overlooked the capital. He smiled and said: "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness. Your Majesty, this is the highest standard for being a good emperor. Can you do it?"

"I can!"

Yang Huaijin remembered his sonorous and powerful answer.

"Okay, you are ambitious." Prince Zhong touched his head and quickly took his hand back.

That was the first time in Yang Huaijin's memory that Prince Zhong, who had always been strict with him, encouraged him with a gesture of intimacy.

Also the last time.

"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. Don't belittle yourself, and don't think too highly of yourself. If you can keep these in mind, you can keep a clear mind when making decisions, and other people's attitudes will not be able to influence you."

"Your Majesty... Da'an will be left to you."

"Wei Chen retire."

Prince Zhong's back was particularly lonely in the bright candlelight of Feihong Pavilion. He turned into the winding corridor and left without looking back.

Yang Huaijin wanted to catch up with him and try to retain him, but his desire to be in charge held him back, and the temptation of power held him firmly in place.

He is still very selfish.

After that, King Zhong wiped out the gangsters and handed over the tiger talisman and token. From then on, there was one less prince in the world, and Cui Zixing was just Cui Zixing.

Later, this man traveled around the world, and he never heard any news about him again.

Yang Huaijin, however, desperately wanted to fulfill his promise to Cui Zixing and the people of the world.

He took "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness" as his motto. Whenever he couldn't persist, he kept writing this sentence on rice paper.

Da'an is getting better and better in his hands, but Yang Huaijin's health is deteriorating. Da'an's prosperity comes at the expense of his overdraft of vitality.

As the candle shadow shook, Yang Huaijin suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

The father-in-law was so shocked that he quickly stepped forward to check the situation, then ran out the door and asked the palace maid to call the imperial doctor.

He himself ran back to take care of the emperor.

The imperial doctor rushed from home to Guangming Palace and even lost one of his shoes on the way.

However, it was too late.

Yang Huaijin's chest and sleeves were covered with bright red blood, which had accumulated for a long time and was unable to recover.

He heard his father-in-law crying and asking him to die if he couldn't be cured.

Yang Huaijin used the little energy he had left to absolve the imperial doctor of the crime. He knew about his physical condition and there was no need to embarrass others with impossible things.

Besides, that person didn't like him doing this either.

He gasped twice, feeling that the end was approaching.

In the soft white light, he saw the man striding towards him. His face was still as young as many years ago, his posture was upright, and he was majestic.

"Teacher, have you forgive me?"

Yang Huaijin asked cautiously.

The man didn't speak, just smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Great, great, teacher, you're here to pick me up..."

Yang Huaijin unconsciously burst into tears. He was so happy that he put his hand up, "I'm not afraid where the teacher is."

The people around looked at the emperor muttering to himself in surprise, but the imperial doctor sighed, "It's just a return to the past."

Finally, Yang Huaijin's hand dropped heavily.

The father-in-law walked straight to the door.

"The emperor has passed away," he said.

His voice was low due to excessive grief, and he had no choice but to raise his voice and repeat: "Your Majesty - he is buried -!"

The people in the hall knelt down in unison and said goodbye to this pioneer who dedicated his life to Da'an.

He was a wiser and wiser emperor than ever before.

No one can deny this.

At the same moment, Yuan Tianxing's expression changed as he was led astray into the ravine by Donkey Ermao.

He looked up, and sure enough, the Ziwei star was dim.

Further calculations revealed that the emperor of Da'an had actually passed away.

Yuan Tianxing was confused for a while, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Why should I be sad? He went to the underworld, and he will definitely be granted an official title."

The crape myrtle star in the sky shines brightly again at some point, which is a sign that Da'an's national destiny will be prosperous, the glory will flow, and life will never end.

Yuan Tianxing led Ermao up the mountain path, humming a patchwork of tunes in his mouth. He didn't even know what he was singing.

The next day, the emperor's death was announced to the world. The whole country wore sackcloth and mourned, and there were endless cries. Three months later, people in the mountains were still burning paper money.

Yang Huaijin, a Tonghuai person, became emperor at the age of 13 and took charge of the government personally. He reigned for 45 years and was extremely loved by the people. Later, he died of a serious illness.

He was 58 years old.

He is a well-deserved "Eternal Emperor."