Great Tang Broom Star: Chapter 332 Emperor\'s gaze

  Chapter 332 The Emperor's Gaze

  Yu Chi Xunyu returned home and thought hard, and then felt that it was not appropriate to work behind closed doors, so he called a few guards at home to practice.

  These guards are old soldiers, and they talk endlessly when they talk about fighting.

"When Alang was still under Song Jingang's command, we fought with Alang." An old soldier was talking about the past with a horizontal knife, "Emperor Gaozu sent Li Xiaoji, Dugu Huai'en and others to lead the army to fight , was defeated by Alang in the first battle, and all were captured..."

  This period of history Yuchi Gong used to say that he was complacent. But since he was warned by the first emperor, he knew that he had violated the emperor's taboo, and he lived in seclusion ever since.

   "I don't know what exertion is. What I know is who is faster and who has more strength...No one may survive."

The old **** said seriously: "Young Lord, the old man has seen countless murderers. They were extremely powerful, or their sword skills were as fast as lightning, but they all died in the end. Personal bravery on the battlefield is certainly useful, but it must be See luck."

  "Luck?" Yuchi Xunyu's three views were subverted.

   Then he went to ask his grandfather.

   "It depends on luck." Yu Chigong was drinking, with some colorful powder on his side, "Liu Wuzhou and Song Jingang were also heroes for a while, but in the end they became dead. Why? Luck!"

   "Ah Weng, do things depend on luck?" Yuchi Xunyu was puzzled.

   "Ask your husband yourself."

  Yu Chigong was a little anxious, so he picked up some mineral powder and ate it, and gave him a bowl of wine, so he felt comfortable.

   On the second day, Yuchi Xunyu went to ask Jia Pingan for advice.

  "Luck is important, but more importantly... Heaven is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement."

  Yu Chi Xunyu was still a little confused.

  Jia Pingan sighed, "To put it simply, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. A person dies with his eggs in the sky, and he will not die for thousands of years."

   "So it is!" Yu Chi Xunyu understood, "Even if it depends on luck, we can't stand still and work hard."

   "Children can be taught." Jia Pingan felt like a life mentor, saving the lost lamb out of the predicament.

  Yu Chi Xunyu got up and bowed, "Thank you sir, I would like to be taught."

  The other students stood up and saluted, "Please be taught."

  What is it that the sky is healthy and a gentleman strives for self-improvement? For these young people, it is more straightforward to say "a person dies and his eggs turn upside down, and he will not die for thousands of years".

  Work hard, regardless of victory or defeat.

   "Sir, when you go to the battlefield, do you have more luck or work harder?"

  Yu Chi Xunyu's stupidity made Jia Pingan want to beat him up, "You don't have to think about anything when you go to the battlefield, and you don't have time to think about it."

  Yuchi's family has fallen.

  Back then, Yu Chigong coaxed himself to say that he was the number one hero of the dynasty, and here it refers more to the first achievement of the Xuanwu Gate Change.

   This guy is really trying to die, domineering, ignoring the courtiers, and even disrespectful to the emperor, so much so that he almost blew the eyes of the famous clan general Li Daozong with a punch.

  Afterwards, Emperor Xian hinted that Yu Chigong knew that he had violated a taboo, and if he continued to talk about it, he would be wiped out, so he went home and squatted down, saying to the outside world that he was practicing Fudan.

   Fortunately, the first emperor also liked to take pills in his later years, so the two monarchs and ministers cherished each other from a distance, and felt that we were the only ones in the world who could know the benefits of heavy metals.

  The first emperor didn't know whether it was because he had consumed too much heavy metal or something wrong. When he died, he didn't live a long life.

  Yu Chigong is still old and strong, eats some heavy metal every day in Fuchu, looks at the scenery of Fuchu, and feels that he will live a long life.

  But Yuchi's family also fell into decline.

  Look at Yuchi Xunyu, who doesn't even know anything about the battlefield. It can be seen that Yuchi Gong doesn't want his descendants to follow the path of warriors at all.

   Poor baby!

   After that, he spent his whole life in obscurity.

  Wei Chi Xunyu felt that Mr.'s eyes were full of compassion, so he had a bad feeling, "Sir, what do you think about the future of XX?"

"you…"

   Jia Ping'an glanced at him, "Just eat and die."

  Yu Chi Baolin's name he knows, knowing this person is mediocre. But Yuchi Xunyu, I'm sorry, in the eyes of Jia Ping'an before the time travel, it was just a personal name, and there were too many strokes, which caused headaches.

   "Eating and waiting to die?" Yuchi Xunyu looked a little dazed.

"Isn't this joy?" Scumbag Li opened his poisonous tongue, "When you hear that you can eat and wait to die, you feel that your eyes are bright, you don't have to use your brain, you don't have to fight, and you just live in the shadow of your ancestors , how good is it?"

   "Bah!"

  Others pooh-poohing only sound, but Yuchi Xunyu really spit.

  Li Yuanying wiped the saliva off his face in a daze, "This king...this king will kill you!"

  The pampered prince was angry.

   Jia Pingan closed his eyes and silently recited a Buddhist name.

  When they opened their eyes, Li Yuanying and Yuchi Xunyu both sat down. The corners of Li Yuanying's mouth were bruised, and Yuchi Xunyu had several scratches on his face.

   "Xun Yu, what ideal do you have?" Jia Pingan felt that he needed to take care of Yuchi Heizi's grandson, not for anything else but because of Yuchi Gong's generous gift last time.

  Mr. really cares about me!

  Yu Chi Xunyu was moved in his heart, "A certain person wanted to fight, and he learned from Aweng, and became a knight based on his military achievements."

   "Good!" Jia Ping'an was quite pleased, thinking that it would be nice to have a student with such ambitions.

   "How much fighting skills have you learned with E Guogong?"

  Yuchi Gong is so brave, Cheng Zhijie and others are willing to bow down. If Yuchi Xunyu got his true biography, not to mention too much, a famous general will be guaranteed.

  Yu Chi Xunyu was a little confused, "Ah Weng didn't teach me."

   Fuck.

  Jia Ping'an felt that this matter should not be done, but Yuchi Xunyu said firmly: "You must learn how to fight."

   "You are not skilled in martial arts, and you don't know the art of war. If you go, you will harm others and yourself."

   Jia Ping'an persuaded him with kind words.

  But Yu Chi Xunyu said arrogantly: "Aye said that a certain looks like A Weng the most, and he must have inherited A Weng's skills."

  This looks like…

   Jia Ping'an was a little melancholy, "You...you don't care about your appearance, or...Yang Yuan."

  The rebellious little prince got up.

   "I went to Qianniuwei to find Jingye, and said that I had something to do with him."

   "Yes." Yang Yuan glanced at Yuchi Xunyu with the look of "you are about to be tragic", and then went out.

  Outside the door, Hao Mi was thinking about what the previous husband said, and if there was anything missing, he would fill it up quickly.

  According to the rules in the palace, the more literate and knowledgeable the servant is, the less likely he is to be in power.

  Why?

...

  If the servant is proficient in literature and ink, and has a lot of knowledge, will he become a traitor?

Do not laugh!

  The history of servants is very long, starting from before the Warring States Period. Whether it is Zhou or the later vassal states, the bosses like to use servants.

  Because the boss needs someone to serve him personally, but the relationship between men and women is like a firewood, and they are worried that the men who serve them will have an affair with their own women...

  Since the ages, what men are most afraid of is the green grassland.

  Even the boss who doesn't care about Qingqing Prairie can't stand Xi being a father.

  Think about it, the boss has so many women and has several babies a year, but this baby doesn't look like me, and that baby looks like a servant serving him...

   Someone had an idea: Brother, can’t you just cut off his Jiji?

   Cutting eggs is also okay!

  So the servants rose up.

   At that time, it was still called "Eunuch", and later it was called "Changshi". What about the Ten Changshi of the former Han Dynasty?

   And it's not uncommon for servants to make troubles. These men who lack chichi or eggs love property and power the most.

  The famous ones, such as the ten permanent servants, for example...too many examples made the emperor wary of the servants.

  The higher the knowledge, the higher the danger.

  This is the consensus.

  So seeing Hao Mi obsessed with studying and unable to extricate himself, Jia Pingan just turned a blind eye.

  Can’t control it, and can’t control it.

  Li Jingye came later.

   "Brother, what's the matter?"

  As soon as the burly Li Jingye came in, he immediately put great pressure on the students.

  Jia Pingan said: "Compare Xun Yulai with dedication."

  Yuchi Xunyu was gearing up to get ready.

  Li Jingye and Jia Ping'an were muttering, "Brother, Ah Weng has been in a bad temper these days, and I'm thinking whether to go find a woman to go home...to calm down Ah Weng."

   "In this way, you Aunt will definitely love you even more."

   "Really?" Li Jingye was overjoyed.

   "Yeah! Break your leg."

  Li Ji I was famous, but he had nothing to do with this grandson.

  Li Ji has been very angry recently. It is nothing more than Changsun Wuji and others who are planning to push Chen Wang Li Zhong to become the prince.

  This is a wishful thinking: the emperor is the nephew of Changsun Wuji, the crown prince was pushed up by Changsun Wuji and others, and the empress also relied on Changsun Wuji and others to secure her position...

   Is this a credit for the credit?

   Bull pen.

  The small circle reckoned that they could last forever.

  But he didn't know that Li Zhi was sharpening his knife.

"alright."

  Yuchi Xunyu is ready.

"start!"

  Boom!

   Li Jingye stood there, still maintaining a posture of punching.

  Yuchi Xunyu fell to the ground and fainted.

   Can't help but fight like this?

   Li Jingye felt very bored, "Brother, why don't you let them come together."

  Sixteen students all glared at him.

but…

  A hero does not suffer immediate losses.

  Look at Li Jingye's generous and outrageous body.

  Even the scumbag Li was scared.

  Yuchi Xunyu woke up at first dazed, then sad.

   "It turns out that a certain person is so useless."

   "Yes!" Jia Pingan didn't want to be entangled by this guy. Today he said that a certain person would be a general, and tomorrow he said that a certain person would lead the army to go to Korea.

  But you showed your skills!

  What he doesn't know is that if history is correct, his student's last job is to join the army as Cangcao, Wu Mei's second son.

  Then...then there is no after.

  After class, there were palace people waiting outside. When Jia Pingan came out, he said, "Zhaoyi has something to say."

  Aren’t sisters trying to urge the marriage?

  He is really not in a hurry!

  Nowadays, men start thinking about things at the age of fifteen and are ready to get married, and at the age of sixteen they start to be leftover men.

  But later generations still belong to the category of youth when they are forty or fifty years old.

   No rush!

  The palace man looked at Jia Pingan with that kind of admiration, "Zhaoyi said mahjong is very good, but you can't do it well. I will let you get a better one later."

   Is this addictive?

   Jia Pingan was a little excited, "Does Zhaoyi have a partner?"

   "What kind of match?" The palace man was puzzled.

   "Is there a local tyrant who plays cards with her? Is there a rich person?" Jia Pingan couldn't help but be moved when he thought of the frankness of killing the Quartet.

  The palace man shook his head, "Your Majesty is the richest."

wipe!

   Li Zhi is a person who holds grudges. If he wins too much, he may be blacklisted.

  My sister's money is too embarrassing to win.

"knew."

   "Zhaoyi used to always feel tired, but after winning mahjong, she became energetic." The palace man suddenly lowered his voice, "Uncle Wuyang, you... you are so talented."

what does this mean?

  Jia Pingan was startled, and the palace man blushed and ran away.

  Now girls are getting bolder!

   But it's useless.

  Li Zhi employed palace servants before and had several children. But after Wu Mei gained power, the palace maid...doesn't exist.

   But the girl is passionate and refreshing.

  Back to Baiqi, Jia Pingan began to write memorials.

  After the memorial was written later, he called Bao Dong, "Hand it up."

  The Memorial of Baiqi...

   Baiqi is the emperor's confidant, if you have something to say directly, what memorial will be given?

  Wu Yangbo smoked?

  Bao Dong's first reaction was this.

   Later, the memorial was sent up according to the procedure.

   The memorial was delivered to the door, and because it was someone Jia's memorial, Yu Wenjie specially wanted to take a look at it, and then nodded silently.

   Immediately, the memorial was sent to Zhongshu. Gao Jifu looked at it and nodded, the memorial was considered to have entered the process of discussion.

  The monarchs and ministers gathered together again, Li Zhi looked at the dark circles under his eyes, Changsun Wuji frowned and said: "Your Majesty should be temperate."

   Li Zhi was taken aback, thinking that I have been very restrained these days!

   "Your Majesty, Jia Ping'an, a hundred riders, has entered the memorial."

  The discussion has begun.

   "He is in the memorial?"

   It’s like a family who has something to say, but some members feel that it’s inappropriate, so they print out their own affairs seriously, and send it to the family members by express mail.

   Li Zhi felt weird.

  Recite immediately.

   "...I heard that the three armies use their lives, and the soldiers are not afraid of death, so they are invincible."

  "...In battle on the battlefield, it is the duty of the general to regard human life as worthless."

   Li Zhi frowned.

   "However, the soldiers are sons, husbands, and fathers. When one person dies in battle, the family is like a dragon turning over, suffering terribly, and it is difficult to continue life without Dingkou..."

   "Don't let the blood of the war dead and their families cry." The recitation is over.

   "Finished?"

   "It's over."

  This memorandum was just to complain to the soldiers, but it did not give any suggestions.

   Li Zhi is silent.

  Changsun Wuji said: "Your Majesty, according to the rules of the Tang Dynasty, the dead in battle should gather up the corpses and order those from the same state to return them."

  As long as those who died in battle, the fellow villagers were asked to transport the corpses back home for burial.

   "The fox dies on the hill, and the man returns to his hometown after death."

   Li Zhi appreciated this rule very much.

  Whether it is now or in the future, after the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty died in battle, even if they could not be sent home at that time, they would be buried on the spot, and when the army returned to the division, the coffins would be raised and sent back.

   But pensions are not enough!

   This point was mentioned in Jia Ping'an's Memorial.

  The most terrible thing is that there is often no standard for the relief of soldiers in the Tang Dynasty. After a certain battle, the emperor felt that he had fought well, so the standard of pensions was higher. The next battle may be lower again.

  Li Zhi got up and said: "The soldiers fought for the country, what happens after the death... It is my fault that the family members of the war dead cry."

  The emperor seems to have made a decision.

   "War dead, their families are free from mediocrity."

  The so-called mediocrity, mediocrity means service, and each Dingkou is used for 20 days a year, that is, 20 days. Those who do not serve will pay three feet of silk every day. The tune is to pay various grades of cloth and satin according to local specialties... Cloth is also a kind of currency in the Tang Dynasty.

   It is not a small skill to avoid the mediocrity of the family of the war dead.

but…

  Li Zhi raised his head slightly, his eyes were deep, "To avoid the miscellaneous corvee in the families of the war dead."

  The so-called miscellaneous corvee refers to all kinds of apportionments. For example, Changsun Wuji’s hometown is in Luoyang. If he wants to move his ancestral grave in Luoyang to other places, the local officials will recruit civilian husbands to work for free. Or for various local affairs, civilian husbands can be recruited.

  Remove miscellaneous corvee, the magistrate will not be able to harass this family, otherwise...

   "The local government soldiers give priority to recruiting their sons!"

   Now serving as a soldier is a good thing, it can be said to be a squeeze. Priority hiring is a big killer.

  The emperor...

  Changsun Wuji initially thought of just adding an exemption from miscellaneous corvee, but he didn't expect Li Zhi's handwriting to be so big.

   But it's not over yet.

  Li Zhi mused, "The land of the war dead can be passed on from one generation to the next."

  The officials bowed their heads, "Your Majesty is wise."

  Datang Ding dictated 100 mu of farmland, of which 20 mu was Yongye farmland, where some economic trees were planted. Eighty mu of land is divided into fields to grow grain.

  The 80 mu of land will be taken back after you go, and re-granted.

   That is to say, from this moment on, the 80 mu of land allocated to the deceased may not be handed over, but will be inherited by one more generation.

  As a result, the economic conditions of the families of the war dead will take a leap forward, their wives and children will live better, and their sons will have more opportunities to receive education...

  Li Zhi raised his head, "Both Zhongshuling and Shizhong are here, let's simplify, and the imperial edict will be issued immediately."

   This simplifies the entire review process.

   Immediately, the imperial edict was drawn up, and Gao Jifu and Yuwenjie reviewed it correctly.

   "Your Majesty, that's right."

  Li Zhi nodded, "I want thousands of soldiers to know...their pain, I feel the same. Wang Zhongliang."

   "The servant is here."

  Li Zhi ordered: "You take the imperial edict and go, and recite it in the imperial city."

  There are some armies in the imperial city, once you recite...

"yes."

  Wang Zhongliang hurried out with the imperial edict.

  Behind him, Li Zhi's voice was decisive.

"My eyes did not stop at Chang'an. I was looking at Tubo, Goryeo, and Turkic... so that the soldiers have no worries. This is my original intention. I hope to see the army go far outside the territory. Not afraid of death, makes the aliens terrified!"

  Wang Zhongliang was so passionate that he recited the imperial edict loudly when he arrived in the imperial city.

   Those officials and soldiers gradually came out.

   "Exempt mediocrity."

  The soldiers began to rejoice.

   "Exemption from miscellaneous corvee."

  Someone couldn't believe it: "Is it so rich?"

   "Long live Your Majesty!"

   Someone couldn't help cheering.

  Wang Zhongliang sternly said, "Why don't you read it later?"

   After a burst of laughter, the surroundings became quiet.

  Wang Zhongliang continued to chant.

  When he heard that Koubuntian could inherit for one generation, a sergeant said happily, "When can I kill the enemy?"

   "The local government soldiers give priority to the sons of the war dead."

  After Wang Zhongliang finished reading, he found that the surroundings were very quiet.

What does it mean?

   Before he could react, he saw someone raising his arms...

   "Long live Your Majesty!"

  Countless people are raising their arms and shouting.

   "Long live Your Majesty!"

  The imperial city is boiling!

  (end of this chapter)