Zhi Xuan

Zhixuan led the army to attack Dongliang, taking half of the land population in March.

On the day when the army entered the city, it snowed heavily in the western capital.The wind was extremely cold, and the people still walked out of their homes, waiting on the road that the army must pass, and lined the road to meet them.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and the moment the divine bird flag appeared, there were thunderous cheers.

The people of the country raised their arms and shouted, their excitement turned into shouts, and their voices went straight to the sky.

The clan got off the chariot and stood in front of the city gate, all dressed in uniforms, standing in the cold wind to welcome the king who returned from the great victory.

In this battle, the Xiyuan army's fierce reputation was even stronger than before, and Zhixuan was known to all countries, and no one dared to underestimate it.

The left-behind clans did not fight, but there is such a heroic monarch who has achieved fruitful results in the first battle and won a large area of ​​Dongliang. They are all honored and filled with joy.

In the middle of winter, the cold wind is howling, the snow is flying, and the vast land is covered with silver.

However, no matter how heavy the snow was, it still couldn't quench the enthusiasm in everyone's hearts.

The guard of honor of the monarch appeared in the snow, and the townspeople saw it and immediately conveyed the good news.The cheers suddenly rose, and the wave was louder than the wave.

Regardless of the cold, Zhi Xuan walked out of the carriage and stood against the wind.

The handsome face was slightly pale, and the jade belt strung together with gold thread was strung around his waist, making him look more vigorous and tall, standing like a pine.

Pearls hang down from the crown, swaying and colliding in the wind, making a tinkling sound.

The long sleeves are blown up by the wind, and the golden patterns on the cuffs are shining brightly, like a divine bird fluttering its wings, shining brightly.

As the distance drew closer, Zhi Xuan's face gradually became clearer, everyone was enthusiastic and cheered deafeningly.

Zhixuan pressed the sword bestowed by the king, met the clan patriarch who was welcoming him in front of the city gate, and asked him to board the chariot and accompany him by the king's side.All the clans were overjoyed to receive this honor, and the most experienced Patriarch was also full of smiles.

The gates of the city have already been opened, and rows of horns have been set up on the top of the city.

The chariots drove into the city gate, and the horns sounded at the same time.

The sound of the desolate horn suppressed the clouds, pierced the clouds and cracked rocks, and spread throughout the entire city.

The sound of horseshoes and the fluttering of battle flags.

The armored soldiers who went to the expedition were full of splendor, and the soldiers marched with their heads high, and lined up to follow the monarch into the city.Under the baptism of cheers, everyone walked in unison, enjoying the glory of the warriors.

The surrendered Dongliang clan walked in the middle of the team, and before they had time to marvel at the height and depth of the Western Capital City, they were overwhelmed by loud cheers.

The people of Xiyuan country are martial arts, regardless of men, women and children, they are all proud of their military exploits.

Walking into this city is like entering another world.Unlike the cold wind outside the city, you can clearly feel the excitement and enthusiasm.This kind of emotion is like a stove, which is completely different from that of the Eastern Capital.

The Dongliang clan walked all the way, and observed carefully by coincidence, and found that both sides of the road were crowded with people, and there was no gap to be found.The armored soldiers who were supposed to raise their halberds didn't push and shoved, but shouted with everyone.

In the absence of obstruction, no one rushed onto the long street.Even if someone wants to rush out, they will be firmly held down by the people around them, and there is no need for soldiers to do anything, which can be called a spectacle.

In Dongducheng, this scene would never happen.

The former Marquis of Dongliang had to order people to clean up the streets every time he returned from an expedition, and made arrangements in advance to ensure that the roads were tightly guarded.Just in case someone drives in surprise, or an assassin appears.

The Xi family and the He family's eldest son walked side by side, and the two carriages were very close to each other, and they could talk to each other with the windows open.

Everyone in the family marveled at the local customs and customs of the Western Capital City, and they were so dazzled to see that they were all amazed.The two looked serious, comparing the two capitals and the city residents, they were thoughtful, and a little uncertain about the plan to take root in the city.

The two didn't change their minds, but everything in front of them was unexpected and unheard of.They can't help but start to wonder whether the well-crafted plan will be unacceptable, or even counterproductive.

If they want to take root in Xiyuan Kingdom in a short period of time, and join the Xiyuan clan in court, the family members need to make changes.All kinds of practices in Dongliang must be abandoned in order to better integrate into the clan group of Xiyuan Kingdom, and not appear to be maverick and attract attention.

After the army is a cart with no end in sight.

Compared with the time of the expedition, the number of carts has doubled several times.

The front section of the convoy is full of various siege equipment, which shined brilliantly during the national war, which made the Eastern Liang Kingdom fearful, and also made the monarchs and clans of various countries curious. Divine power.

The middle section of the convoy is mainly grain carts, which contain both unfinished military rations and spoils from this battle.

After the grain carts were jade wares, bronze wares, and gold silks, most of which were donated by the Liang Ba and Dong Liang clans.It's not enough if Zhixuan doesn't accept it. In order to reassure the opponent's monarch and ministers, he can only bring it back to the country.In this way, Dongliang monarchs and ministers can attack Dongyi with all their strength, without worrying about being ransacked behind them.

In order to prevent rain and snow, the cart was covered with cloth, tied with ropes, and raised high, comparable to hills.

The servants walked on both sides of the cart, holding the reins in their hands to control the direction of the cattle and horses.Swinging the long whip along with the rolling of the wheels, throwing out loud whip flowers one after another.The voices gather together and harmonize with the cheers of the city residents, which is unique.

The slaves followed the servants, partly carried the ropes on their shoulders, and dragged the carts together with the oxen and horses.The rest bent over to push the cart, stepped into the snow with their feet wrapped in animal skins, and didn't feel cold at all.The cold wind blowing on their bodies didn't make them flinch, but gave them more energy, as if they didn't feel tired.

The team was like a long dragon, and when Zhixuan arrived at the Monarch's Mansion, two-thirds still failed to enter the city.

The city dwellers stood on both sides of the road, their enthusiasm and joy made them forget the cold.Crowded together, the crowd is impenetrable.Many people shouted hoarsely, and there was a layer of oily sweat on their foreheads and necks.

The horns at the top of the city never stopped, the soldiers puffed up their cheeks, and when one man was exhausted, his colleagues immediately took over.The sound of drums was added in the middle, which made everyone more excited.Cheers and shouts climbed to a new level, like fireworks bursting, bursting layer upon layer above the Western capital.

There is a majestic sound of music coming from the monarch's mansion. It is a ceremony and music dedicated to celebrating the victory and welcoming the monarch.

Zhixuan's marriage was in a special situation, as he had neither concubine nor children.The concubine's brothers and sisters left separately, and it was inappropriate for the late emperor's wives and concubines to show up. The gates of the mansion were wide open, and there were no more people to welcome them except the mansion order.

The driver pulled the reins, and the attendant immediately brought a low stool for Zhi Xuan to step on.

Zhi Xuan never used human stools, and the clans imitated the monarch and changed this habit one after another.As with men, so with women.

Zhi Xuan did not force orders, he is very clear that all the rules cannot be changed by himself, no matter how tough he is.

He can only lead by example, and through subtle influence, gradually change the clans.

As long as he is strong enough to sit securely in the position of the monarch, there is no need to order these small details, and the clans will follow suit and stay consistent with the monarch.

After experiencing the construction of a city on the grassland and a national war, Zhixuan became more and more familiar with the clans, and gradually mastered the way to get along with this group.

In individual cases, the two sides have differences, and it is difficult to reach an agreement on the way to look at the problem and solve it.But in the general direction, especially the strengthening of national power and foreign wars, the two sides can always maintain the same frequency.

For the young Marquis Nishihara, hard work is not in vain, it can be said that he has achieved his wish and everyone is happy.

Zhi Xuan got off the chariot and stepped onto the clean stone steps.

The cold wind blows through the vestibule, whipping up the thin remaining snow.

Zhi Xuan took a deep breath, feeling the coolness in his lungs, felt a tickle in his throat, coughed involuntarily, and his face became paler.

The government order was full of worry, and immediately waved to the servant.The latter immediately turned around and left to invite Dr. Sang who had returned with the army.

"No problem." Zhi Xuan signaled to the government order that there is no need to worry.He was aware of his condition, he encountered heavy snow on the way back, and there was a cold wind blowing on the road, he caught a cold, took the decoction and slept for a while, and he was fine.

How dare the magistrate feel at ease, welcome Zhixuan to the apse, feel that the floor is not warm enough, and even order someone to bring a brazier, so as not to make the monarch feel cold.

Walking into the room from the cold outside, Zhi Xuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as his whole body was wrapped in warmth.He took off the crown, removed the gown, loosened his long hair, and put on a loose black robe, feeling much more comfortable.

Doctor Sang hurried over, and after saluting, he took Zhi Xuan's pulse, frowning a little bit.

Zhi Xuan thought there was nothing serious at first, but when he saw the other party's appearance, he became unsure.Is there really a big problem?

"Your Majesty was injured too much in his early years, and he has recovered after two years of recuperation. After the National War, he encountered wind and cold, so he needs to cultivate carefully, and he should not be overworked, or he may cause old diseases."

Doctor Sang is not alarmist, Zhi Xuan's pulse is indeed not optimistic.It seems that there is no serious problem, but in fact it is like a dormant volcano. If it does not move, it will be fine. Once it erupts, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After two years of recuperation, Zhi Xuan's health improved a lot, but the damaged foundation could not be completely restored.

The human body is not a house, if it cannot be repaired, it must be demolished and rebuilt.

The damaged foundation needs a lot of time to recuperate, and Zhixuan's situation is very special. As the Marquis of Xiyuan, he is doomed not to ignore everything, and it is completely impossible for him to put aside political and military affairs.

Dr. Sang knew this, but he still had to say what should be said.Even if you can't take care of it wholeheartedly, it's always good to pay more attention at ordinary times.

After listening to Doctor Sang's words, Zhi Xuan sighed and squeezed his forehead.

"Prescribe the medicine first, and I will pay attention."

"promise."

Physician Sang didn't try to persuade him anymore, he wrote out a prescription and went down to decoct the medicine himself.

Zhi Xuan leaned on the couch, feeling tired gradually.Just when I wanted to take a break, I suddenly coughed again, one after another, and couldn't stop.

The waiter brought the hot soup, and Zhi Xuan took two sips, barely suppressing the itchiness in his throat.

Unable to close his eyes and rest his mind, he could only sit up and start thinking about rewarding the army and conferring official positions on the surrendering clan.

The government official wanted to persuade him, but seeing Zhi Xuan lost in thought, he knew that he could not disturb him at this moment, so he could only swallow his words.

At this moment, the homing pigeons on the rack suddenly became active, spread their wings, and cooed a few times.

The cry attracted Zhi Xuan's attention, and when he looked up, he saw a round gray figure falling by the window, struggling to open the window sash, trying to squeeze in through the gap.

The waiter stepped forward to open the window and held up the pigeon.Seeing the wooden tube tied to the pigeon's back, he moved quickly to Zhixuan without stopping.

Zhi Xuan looked at the carrier pigeon, feeling familiar but not so familiar.

The engraving on the wooden barrel represents Zhao Hao, and the proof letter was sent by Zhao Hao.But this pigeon is really fat. It has become so chubby in just a few months. What did Zhao Hao feed it?