Huan Rong

When the bronze tripod came out of the water, suddenly a few finless porpoises jumped out of the water, chasing after the silver fish, and set off large splashes of water as they swam, reflecting colorful colors in the sun.

The water flowers bloom one after another, and the surface of the river is boiling like boiling water, with bursts of water curtains rippling.The whole body of the tripod seems to be surrounded by colorful lights, and there is a mysterious atmosphere in the simplicity.

The finless porpoise appeared suddenly and disappeared extremely quickly.

The school of fish sank into the middle of the river, but the colorful light lingered for a long time, and even condensed into a rainbow, which crossed the water for a short time.

Everyone on the bank was attracted by the beautiful scenery, from civil and military officials to ordinary people, all of them had the same expressions, they were so fascinated by it.Including Xi Yin and Xie An, a little surprise flashed in their eyes.

Standing on the high platform, Huan Rong looked down at the people by the river, his posture was solemn and dignified, and his expression remained unchanged, but he secretly thought in his heart that the water coming out of the bronze tripod was arranged in advance, and the appearance of the finless porpoise and the school of fish was an accident.

However, it is better to come early than to come by chance.

Judging from the reactions of the crowd, one knows that this "accident" happened at the right time, it was very shocking, and it can further confirm the hexagram of "Heaven's Fall", clearing obstacles for what Huan Rong is going to do next, and adding weight.

After the rainbow disappeared, Hu Qian was the first to come back to his senses. Immediately, he bowed in front of the river, raised his voice, and asked the emperor to worship the ancestors.

This is a pre-determined procedure, Huan Rong nodded his head, raised his arms, held the jade jade, and bowed down.

After the four prostrations, the sound of drums rose.

Accompanied by the sound of the drum, Huan Rong walked down the wooden platform and walked all the way to the river.

At this time, all the bronze tripods had come out of the water, and the patterns and inscriptions on the tripod's body were clearly discernible.

Cai Yun and others retreated to the two sides, Xu Chaodiankui stepped forward at the same time, with half of his legs submerged in the water, shouted loudly, and lifted the bronze tripod abruptly to the shore,

With a bang, the tripod's feet fell, and several bluestones shattered in response.

Seeing the whole picture of the bronze tripod, everyone's expressions became more awed, and civil and military officials were not immune to it.

Five steps away from the bronze tripod, Huan Rong stood upright, with his back straight, like a green pine.

Just in time for a gust of wind from the river, the beads hanging down from the crown collided with each other, making a crisp sound.When the string of beads swayed, it covered Huan Rong's eyes, and also concealed the momentary change of expression.

Boom, boom, boom!

The drums sounded like a burst, and a long and desolate horn was added in the middle, giving people a sense of ancient solemnity.

Surrounded by this atmosphere, no one dared to speak out easily.Even young children's eyes widened, their faces were tense, and their usual curiosity and naughtiness were no longer there.

There was another gust of wind from the river, and the five-element flag roared violently.

Huan Rongping raised Yugui and bowed four times facing the river.

Hu Qian recited the sacrificial speech aloud, his voice was a little hoarse, with a rhythm of his own, and the ending sound rose slightly, like an ancient tune, praising the fortitude and bravery of the ancestors, and praising the bravery and fearlessness of the soldiers galloping on the battlefield.

The voice was heard in the ears, and the thoughts were drawn by it, as if a yellowed picture scroll was slowly unfolding in front of the eyes.

Fresh life flows in the picture scroll.

In an instant, the whole person seemed to be in an ancient battlefield, seeing the chariots speeding past, the cavalry charging, the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds continued, and the eyes were stained red with blood.

Suddenly, a burst of scorching heat pricked his forehead and heart, Huan Rong was startled suddenly, the picture disappeared, and his vision returned to clarity.Subconsciously looking at Hu Qian, he found that the latter's forehead was covered with sweat and his face was a little pale.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Huan Rong straightened up, walked around unobtrusively, and found that everyone's performance was not much better than his own.

Looking at Hu Qian again, Huan Rong secretly shook his head.

There are too many mysterious phenomena in the world, many of which cannot be explained at all.A miraculous thing like crossing can happen, what else is impossible?

However, after experiencing the scene just now, Huan Rong became more and more determined that he must invite Hu Qian into the academy!

The children of the gentry cannot be apprentices of sorcerers, they can be selected from the children of the common people.With Hu Qian's ability, he will definitely be able to teach a group of pillars of the country with real talents and learning. In the future, he will open up new territories and promote the education of the country, which will definitely play a big role.

If Huan Rong has a black spot in his heart, he gathers a group of Taoists who are good at alchemy, immerses himself in the study of cold food powder, finds ways to enhance its efficacy, and then spreads it out in various ways, it is estimated that the history of Central Asia and West Asia will change, and the European Middle Ages will also change. .

However, these are still at the imaginary level, and there is still a long time before they are implemented.

After offering sacrifices to the ancestors, Huan Rong took advantage of the situation and announced that the bronze tripod was a gift from heaven, and it was a blessing for the people of the country.In order to tell God, he will patrol the world next year, ask the people about their sufferings, listen to Jiuli's words, and build border defenses to protect the country and the people.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

The people shouted in unison, and the civil and military officials had no time to object, the matter had been decided, and the conclusion was drawn.

Standing at the head of all officials, Xi Yin shook his head secretly, for he was really old.

Xie An and Wang Biaozhi watched Huan Rong climb up the big pedestal, met the old man kneeling down, and helped him up with his own hands, his expressions moved slightly, it was hard to tell what was going on in his heart.

Within Taicheng.In Changle Palace, Princess Nankang and Mrs. Li smiled in relief upon hearing the news.

"It's done." Princess Nankang said, "Thanks to A-mei's idea."

"Sister said so, I can't afford to be a concubine." Mrs. Li shook her head, leaned closer, brushed Princess Nankang's sleeve with her fingertips, and said with a smile, "This concubine is just a reminder, in the final analysis, she is really a wise official. "

When the two were talking, Ah Mai came to report that everything about the palace banquet had been properly arranged.

"Okay." Princess Nankang nodded and said, "Let me tell you that when the female relatives of each family enter the palace tomorrow, please remember to be careful in everything and make no mistakes."

"promise!"

It is a good omen to get something from the sky, and there will be celebrations inside and outside Taicheng.

A banquet was held in the palace, and the Taiji Hall and Changle Palace were entertained at the same time, and all the officials feasted.

The folks celebrate together, and the Qinhuai River is full of noisy crowds.

The restaurants are even more lively. Many restaurants and restaurants hang wooden signs high, asking the staff to advertise to passers-by, half-price drinks for three days, and a seasonal dish as a gift.

The endless business methods are mostly influenced by Youzhou Fangshi.

With the merchants from Youzhou entering Jiankang, they brought the rules and management methods of Xuyi and other places, which had a great impact on Jiankang's shops.

After Huan Rong ascended the throne, Jiankang established a market price office and radiated to surrounding states and counties.

Soon, many regions, including Yangzhou, followed the example of Xuyi and set up Fangshi. The scale and form were different, but it was very conducive to the development of commerce and trade and accelerated the flow of news.

Unknowingly, the imperial court's news network has spread all over the country, and it has begun to reach out to neighboring countries.

To the north, Chang'an bears the brunt; to the west, Tuyuhun gradually becomes a sieve; to the south, there are no shortage of caravans in any place where the market can be traded.

Regardless of land, sea and sea trade, Jiankang's tentacles are intertwined into a network and continue to expand.

Exquisite silk, colorful cloth, white sugar like snow, exquisite wood and bamboo ware, rare lacquer ware, pottery and even porcelain, along with the footprints of caravans, spread all over Central Asia, West Asia and South Asia.

The ancient Silk Road is revived again, and the maritime trade routes are becoming more and more mature.

Obtaining the order of the imperial court, the caravan exchanged a large amount of grain and gold to enrich the treasury of the state and county treasuries.

In addition, every time the caravan passes by, they will leave permanent people and set up "shops" to ensure that the market will continue to be sold in the coming year, and the face-to-face exchanges will be as smooth as possible.

For the arrival of the caravan, some Fanbang welcomed it with both hands, while others showed suspicion and even committed murder and robbery.

Huan Rong's reaction was straightforward, if the reasoning doesn't make sense, let's fight!There is no condition for sending troops by himself, and he does not hesitate to provoke vendettas between nations.

Anyway, he has money.

A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem!

At first, he worried that the news would be opposed by all the ministers.

Unexpectedly, after asking a few questions tentatively, the answers he got were beyond expectations. When it comes to such matters, no matter civil servants or generals, their ideas are more radical than his.Even Xie An looked at him strangely, clearly saying, is it right to punish all the thieves and bandits by repaying them directly?

Huan Rong solemnly said that it is not his own territory, and it is likely to cause disputes.

Xie An didn't waver at all, he just said: so what?

"No way?" Huan Rong was shocked.

"Not really." Xie An said calmly.

Perhaps it is because he thinks that the emperor is "merciful and soft-hearted" that is out of date, Xie Shizhong said seriously that such evil deeds must not be tolerated, and if no punishment is imposed today, it will definitely intensify in the future.

It's a pity that the country's military strength is insufficient, so it can only resort to provocative tactics and borrow the hands of others.If conditions permit, direct destruction of the country is the best policy.

"It's not as good as before."

Xie Shizhong sighed again and again, Huan Rong couldn't recover for a while.

Pinching his thigh hard, his eye circles turned red from the pain, and then Huan was sure that the person in front of him was really Xie An, not Jia Bing who was thinking about setting fires all day long.

In other words, history is a tormenting little goblin. Who would have thought that Wang Xianzhi would say that "the bowstring is full of Han soil", and who would have thought that the romantic prime minister of Jiangzuo would open his mouth to send troops and shut his mouth to destroy the country.

Thinking about it carefully, all of this seems, seems, may be his fault?

Huan Rong looked at the sky speechlessly, and finally decided that it would be a good idea to take the blame?

After the banquet in Taicheng, the news that the bronze tripod came out of water spread throughout the south, and there were also rumors in the north.

At that time, Qin Ce ordered the capital to be moved to Chang'an, and all the powerful families in Xihe moved with him.

Xihe was designated as the accompanying capital and handed over to Qin Yue, the eldest son of Qin Jiu and the eldest grandson of Qin Ce, to guard it.Because of his young age, he was appointed as an assistant to the state minister, and he will handle state affairs in person after he is crowned.

Qin Jing led cavalry to guard along the way, and then returned to Pengcheng to garrison in case of changes on the border.

As for the dispatch of cavalry, Qin Ce never mentioned it again.However, the rift between father and son was born early, and it failed to make up for half a point. On the contrary, it became bigger and bigger, and it was impossible to restore the past.

Before leaving, Qin Jing met Qin Jiu.

The brothers sat opposite each other, Qin Jiu looked haggard, but his face was flushed abnormally.It wasn't caused by drinking, the only explanation was that he started taking pills to strengthen his spirit.

"Brother." After a long time, Qin Jing finally said, "Have you ever regretted it today?"

Qin Jiu didn't speak, as if he didn't expect Qin Jing to ask such a direct question.

"Brother, I never thought of arguing with you, at least not before the accident in Changli." Qin Jing stared at Qin Jiu, her dark eyes were bottomless, and the evil spirit on her body was getting heavier and heavier.

Qin Jiu still didn't make a sound, and met Qin Jing's eyes, his eyes flickering frequently.

"I always remember Qin's ancestral precepts, and I never dare to forget the warnings of my ancestors." After a pause, Qin Jing lowered her eyes, looked at the reflection reflected in the tea soup, and said in a deep voice, "Brother , you and I are brothers from the same mother."

These two sentences seem to be somewhat inconsistent and unrelated, but Qin Jiu understands it.Just because he understood, his expression became more sluggish, and his face turned red even more strangely.

"I'm leaving today, I don't know when I can see my brother face to face again. I have a word, I hope my brother can remember it."

"...you say it." Qin Jiu finally opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, as if sandpaper had been worn off.

"A Yue is a good boy." Qin Jing raised his head, met Qin Jiu's eyes again, and said seriously, "People who shouldn't stay with him should be cleaned up as soon as possible. Aunt is in Chang'an, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell them apart in the future." Too much energy. Although the prime minister is talented, he can't interfere in everything."

"Brother, don't let yesterday's lesson repeat itself to Ah Yue."

"Jiankang has changed hands, and the Sima family was replaced by the Huan family. Now I heard that the Huan family won the divine tripod, and all the people returned to their hearts. My father established a system in Chang'an and proclaimed himself emperor. Sooner or later, there will be a battle with the south."

Speaking of this, Qin Jing emphasized, "From the end of the Han Dynasty to the present, there has been chaos for a hundred years. It is time to end the war, unify the Central Plains, and restore the stability of the country."

"Brother," Qin Jiu said hoarsely, "What do you want to say?"

"My brother, don't you already understand?" Qin Jing twitched his lips, "Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world."

"What did you say, Brother!" Qin Jiu was shocked, "Aren't you afraid of being known by Father?!"

"Know how, so what if you don't know?" Qin Jing hid a wry smile, and looked at Qin Jiu for a moment, "Brother, do you think that the current king of Qin is still the old father?"

Qin Jiu was silent.

"Brother, things in the world are changing. I swore in front of my mother that I will end the war, restore the Han Dynasty, and bring peace to the world."

"Right now, Murong Xianbei is retreating into the land of the Three Hans. As long as Murong Chui dies, nothing will happen; the Di people will flee in all directions and cannot pose a threat; the Rouran royal court is far away from Mobei, and within ten years, they will not approach the Han soil."

While speaking, Qin Jing turned her head to look out the window, her voice became deeper and deeper, "When the thieves are all wiped out, it's time to fulfill the promise."

Looking at Qin Jing like this, Qin Jiu inexplicably felt his heart sink.An inexplicable thought flashed through his mind, the "promise" he said was definitely not as simple as a promise to Mrs. Liu.

"Brother, I will remember your words." Qin Jiu smiled wryly, "I took the wrong path, and I will never let my son go again."

"I believe." Qin Jing stood up and said with a smile, "Brother, would you like to compete with me?"

"Competition?" Qin Jiu was surprised.

"Why, brother dare not?"

Don't dare?

Qin Jiu drank the tea soup in one gulp, got up and fetched his sword, turned to Qin Jing, and said with a loud smile, "You can't use it here, go to the courtyard!"

"Brother, please first."

The brothers stepped down the corridor one after another and stood under the osmanthus tree.

Clasped fists facing each other, and immediately the long sword was unsheathed, and the slender figure rushed forward at the same time, like an arrow off the string, hitting each other head-on, sending out a soul-stirring sharp clang.

The long sword danced, bringing up strong winds.

Osmanthus fragrans on the branches are falling, dotted with stars, and the fragrance of the flowers is entangled in the air, like a mist covering the people under the tree.

A young man stood in the corridor, looking at his father and uncle who were fighting each other with swords, his childish face showed a touch of fortitude.

After ten moves, Qin Jiu was defeated by Qin Jing's sword, but his decadence was swept away.

The brothers looked at each other, and actually laughed out loud on the spot. The laughter did not contain the gloom of the past, but instead added a bit of open-minded comfort.

Qin Jing noticed the young man's gaze and turned to look down the corridor.

The young man raised his hands horizontally and bowed deeply towards Qin Jing.

"Thank you uncle."