Royal Road

Although Jianye was conquered, the Sima Shiji was destroyed. But the Southland is still unleveled.

Hearing that his younger brother was pushed out by the officials to offer his surrender, Sima Shao, who was far away in Jiaozhou, was furious and led the counterattack. Wang Dun's adopted son, Wang Ying, took over most of Jingzhou's troops and resisted. What's more, I don't know how many gentry, for fear that Zhao's ethos of poor gentry will ruin their own foundation and gather fort into chaos. For a time, Jiangdong was a little messier than before.

However, no matter how fierce these people were, the navy quickly loaded the surrendered young emperor on a ship and transported it to Luoyang. Only the emperor can decide how to place the king of the subjugated country.

This was the last battle of Zhao State, and it was also a sign of the unification of the world. However, the young Emperor Jin did not become a tool for Duanmen to surrender to the world. Instead, it was changed to climb the Taiji Hall, worship Emperor Zhao, and present the seal of the country.

Since the first emperor Yi Kuang Jiuhe, Qin Guoxi has become a treasure handed down. The eight-character "destined to heaven, life and longevity" is the only symbol of imperial power conferred by the gods.

Without the Seal of the State, how dare to call it orthodox? Even when the Emperor Zhao ascended the throne, the dragon bones and Shang Ding that appeared could not replace the status of Baoxi. However, Xi is on the left of the river. When Jin Huai Di Sima Tan moved the capital, he brought this treasure to Shouchun. Then Sima Rui usurped the throne and became the master of the Royal Seal. It was this Fang Baoxi that made many people still regard the small court of the Eastern Jin Dynasty as Zhengshuo.

Therefore, the extermination of the Jin Dynasty is not the end. Taking this Fang Xi from the hands of Emperor Jin is the clear proof of the unification of the world.

Sitting on the high platform, Liang Feng looked down the steps through the crown hanging in front of him.

The small, frightened child is now holding the treasure box and kneeling on the ground. Ten years ago, he knelt in the court hall and met the same young Emperor Jin Huai. Time goes by, as if yesterday.

Shi Zhong Xi Jian stepped forward, took the treasure box with his own hands, and knelt down to teach the emperor: "Your Majesty, the King Jin offers a jade seal."

The emperor's accession to the throne must be enshrined by important officials. The missing link was finally made up.

Liang Feng took it with both hands and opened the treasure box, only to see a square jade seal lying on the brocade inside. It has a four-inch radius and is traded with five dragons in New York. Below the jade seal, there is a dime to make up for the gold. This is when Wang Mang usurped the throne when the Queen Mother threw a seal and fell. A seal has been handed down by emperors for so many generations. The color is pure and jade, and it weighs more than a thousand catties.

Taking a deep look, Liang Feng put Yuxi on the case. He looked up at the shivering child.

"Sima Ruiyin harmed the emperor of Ai, and got his position incorrect. After the imperial court, Wang Dun rebelled against Jiang Dongmin. He changed his posthumous name to'Secluded', except for the temple name."

This is the foundation of the great Zhao Liguo, and Sima Rui is usurping the throne and cannot be regarded as orthodox. The young emperor Jin Ai, who was supported and murdered by him, should be the last emperor of Jin.

"Why is the youngest son? I named Sima Xi a Hou of Shunde, and gave clothes and rides, Tian Baiqing, and Yiqianhu."

Since Sima Rui cannot be counted as a true emperor, then Sima Rui's children and grandchildren can only be crowned princes. The Great Zhao was not from the Zen position, and he did not need to treat the Sima clan favorably, and he would not give the former emperor the right to behave and not worship. According to the standard of the Jin Wu Emperor who gave Liu Chan and Sun Hao, just give them the title.

How do children understand this? Hearing that he would not be killed, and that there were still acres of land, he hurriedly followed what others taught him and bowed down: "Thank you, your majesty, Longen!"

This gratitude also became a signal.

"Your Majesty Shijiming, you are homecoming, and you must live for thousands of years!"

All the civil and military in the court knelt down: "Long live my emperor!"

The sound of the mountain call does not go around the beam.

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"Does Your Majesty really want to spare Wang Langya?" After retiring, Zhang Bin did not leave, but faced the Lord again and asked this key question.

Wang's power in Jiangdong is no less than that of Sima's. Not to mention that Wang Dun was guilty of making trouble, even the director Wang could cover the sky with one hand. Although the two of them are dead now, there are still many heirs left by the Wang family. If they stay in Jiangdong, maybe something will cause trouble.

"Those who resist stubbornly can't stay. However, there are still some merits for Wang Dao to be loyal to the country." Liang Feng replied.

In fact, the last battle of Director Wang was quite weird. It was more like bringing all the Jin ministers who would not surrender to come to die. Without that battle, it might take some time to attack Jianye. It happened that he went out to fight and died clean without leaving any head or tail.

Whether Wang Dao is a loyal or a traitor, Liang Feng is not interested in interfering. But this kind of "voting the name certificate" is still commendable. Besides, Wang's still has one person, so he has to miss it. Now that the man is over twenty, his calligraphy is also a success. Although there is no Eastern Jin Dynasty, I wonder if it can reach the height of "book saint". But such a person is better to stay after all.

"Except for Wang Dun's cronies, all the other Wang's children have moved to the north. You can participate in the Changke test for the lower grade." After thinking about it, Liang Feng came to a conclusion.

For the aristocratic family, lowering grades was originally an extremely terrifying thing. However, Zhao's rank is no longer as strict as the previous dynasty. The nine-rank official law exists in name only, and if you evade scientific research, you will not be able to find official positions with real power. How about Qingliu? What about fame? Without the high officials, the family will become duckweed in the water.

Relegation sounds terrible, but as long as you can participate in the regular course, you may be able to restore your doorstep after decades.

Langya Wang Clan is still so, what about the other Jiangdong families? Perhaps this grace, than the nine-pin system of the year, can win the hearts and minds of the southern scholars.

However, it will take time to truly calm the Southland...

Winter goes to spring, and the winter solstice comes again.

When the spring breeze once again blew the green willows on both sides of the Yang Canal, a dragon boat docked on the shore of Luoshui.

The captain is nine feet long, five stories high, equipped with oars on both sides, and complete with golden drums, just like a barrier in the water. The golden dragon with its teeth and claws, coiled on the bow, looking all around. Hunting in the wind with a big flag, the word "Zhao" in the letter seems to be out of nowhere.

"Woo..."

A long horn sounded, and then thunder blasted in the air. This is a salute. Even if the people in Luoyang City are used to the new style of firecrackers, they will be taken aback by the movement. Today, however, no one is panicking. Flags fluttered up and down the river, and people crowded.

The emperor is going to patrol the shipowner!

This is the first time that the emperor has left Gyeonggi after being enthroned for thirteen years. However, such major events as Xunxing did not cause the people to complain. Just because the emperor issued an edict, all states and counties along the way were not allowed to build palaces, nor to disturb the people. All the way east, the dragon boat traveled along the river.

What a holy move this is! It's a pity that the emperor didn't mean to enshrine Zen during this trip. If it is Fengchan Taishan, can it be the same as Qinhuang and Hanwu, standing stone chanting, and showing the merits?

However, in those days, the Emperor Qin repaired a house, galloped, and sent out millions of civilians. How can there be such a benevolent, diligent and thrifty man today? Not to mention the palace, even the imperial tomb did not use much manpower. Building canals and paving roads is for people all over the world. Didn’t you see this dragon boat, is it a little smaller than the ordinary boats?

Such a holy monarch is self-supporting by all the people, because even with Yulin Ryuxiang by his side, some people spontaneously walked to the riverside, wanting to see the sky. Of course, few people could see the true face of the emperor, and saw that the dragon boat raised its sails and slowly sailed out of the harbor under the guard of the front and rear battleships.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many people..." Standing on the observation platform at the top of the heavy building, Liang Feng chuckled lightly.

"The world is peaceful, and all the people return to their hearts. Li Shu is thirsty for Tianyan." The person beside him replied with a smile.

"Have you learned those civic voices too?" Liang Feng glanced at him sideways, with a smile.

The war in the South has come to an end. To stabilize the situation and truly "peace", I am afraid it will take a few years. However, these are all insignificant, and there is really nothing that can stop him from traveling eastward. Anyway, I am not going to Youzhou, I just go around Jizhou and Qingzhou, so I don't have to move around.

"If you are really a minister, you should persuade the lord to grant Zen." The man raised his eyebrows and replied.

Liang Feng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's all about Mount Tai, but you can go to the Confucian Mansion for a while."

Feng Chan Tai Shan, it is not the emperor who ran away alone. You must bring Wu Zhongchen with you, and you don’t know how much it will cost just to build roads and mountains. On Liang Feng's eastward tour, the personnel around him were reduced and reduced, only a few officials from the Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Engineering, and Yushitai. The prince supervised the country, and the important ministers also stayed in the auxiliary government. This is unthinkable for most emperors. It happened that he did so, and he didn't have a half-hearted burden.

Confucius Mansion was a newly opened route, and Yi Yan was a little surprised: "Does the lord want to make a reward?"

At the time of Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty, Confucius was first named "Bao Cheng Xuan Ni Gong", and the descendants of Confucius were named "Bao Cheng Hou", eating eight hundred households. Later, the Cao Wei advocated law and the Western Jin Dynasty advocated Taoism, and the status of Confucianism gradually declined, and Bao Chenghou has not been interested in it for generations.

The problem is, Da Zhao is not like respecting Confucianism? On the contrary, the Buddha gave Daxing, and the resurrection of all works, quite similar to that of all the scholars in the past. How can you seal the hole first instead of closing the mountain?

"Confucianism still has something to use." There are no others around, and Liang Feng doesn't care to say a few more words. "It's just to imitate the three generations and respect the eternal teacher. It is necessary to reproduce the original appearance of Confucianism and give birth to'new Confucianism'."

Is Confucianism immutable? This is not the case. On the contrary, at the beginning of its formation, it has undergone countless debates and changes. Only after generations of people have worked hard, has the shape been shaped. In every change, apart from the hard work of the Confucian scholars, there is also a conscious choice by the ruler.

Since then there can be Confucianism and Xinxue, why can't there be a more pioneering and inclusive Confucianism? To put it bluntly, Confucianism is nothing more than an ideology and a superstructure, and of course it can be fine-tuned based on the economic foundation. And when the observatory appeared, when the microscope came out, when the seeds of science started to sprout, how could this "fickle" Confucianism remain unchanged?

Using the experience of a thousand years ago to set the society after a thousand years is bound to be a closed dead end. Therefore, Liang Feng wanted to give it a try. Although I don’t know if I can succeed in my lifetime, I don’t know what kind of weird products this change will create. But "trying" itself is an idea worth promoting. It is also the core key to the contention of a hundred schools of thought.

Seeing the lord's exalted expression, a soft color flashed in Yi Yan's eyes: "I'm afraid the officials of the Ministry of Rites will have a terrible headache."

It's really right to come out and walk. How long has the lord not shown such a look?

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, it's the patrol, who else would dare to stop the driver?" Liang Feng smiled and held the wooden fence, "If it is a private visit, it would be better..."

As if thinking of his early experiences, the corners of Yi Yan's lips also raised a smile: "Unfortunately, this is not the palace, nor is it the Shangyuan Festival. I'm afraid the lord can't take it off."

"Is there an internal response?" Liang Feng asked, turning his head.

"Is there any internal response? The minister must perform his duties and catch those who have bad intentions clean." Yi Yan answered righteously, showing the general's style.

Liang Feng smiled: "Go, go fishing with me!"

No matter how bad Yi Yan was in the water, he knew that he couldn't catch fish when he was sailing. However, Jinkouyuyan, how dare to refute it. With a faint smile, he followed Tianzi and walked to the lower level.

Although it is a boat, the dragon boat is magnificently repaired, and the two floors are dedicated to the emperor's living, which is not much worse than the palace. In addition, the hull is huge, so it can walk around without feeling dizzy at all. Liang Feng takes a few hours a day to watch the scenery on the shore with a telescope.

Acres of fields, towering waterwheels, four-wheeled carts Mercedes-Benz on the official road, and ships that need to be avoided from time to time. Every scene makes Liang Feng unable to look away. On the contrary, Yi Lao delayed from time to time to help him put on the cloak, put on cakes, and persuade him to take a break. At night, the ship will stop on the shore, and the breeze will drift into a dream accompanied by the smelly soil on the riverbank.

Without hurrying, it took a whole month to set off from Luoyang to the coast of Jizhou. When he got off the dragon boat, changed into a carriage, and drove into the city, Liang Feng couldn't help but straighten up slightly.

This is Haixing! The city was built extremely high, with three or four-story tall buildings all over the floor. The flat and wide roads allow the four-wheeled trucks to pass smoothly. At the port, there are four towering gantry cranes, and only lifting cargo from the ship can save countless manpower.

When boarding the dock and looking at the boundless blue sea, Liang Feng couldn't help taking a long breath. The sea breeze is salty and the seabirds whisper softly. There are also clearer and whiter beaches than remembered.

And the huge ship anchored in the harbor.

This is the latest ship of the East China Sea Fleet, with a length of fifteen feet and a capacity of three thousand soldiers. Named "Yingzhou". One day, it will be able to ride through wind and waves, across the deep sea, and reach the other side of the ocean.

An invincible warship that can discover a new world!

"There will be times when the wind breaks the waves, and the sails will be hung on the sea." The poem jumped to his heart, and Liang Feng opened his mouth.

"Good poem!" Even if countless scriptures have been added, Yi Yan can't write poems. But this does not prevent him from comprehending the poem's boldness and determination.

"This is not what I did, it is..." Liang Feng got stuck, and after a long while, he showed a very complicated smile, "...It was made by the banished immortal."

Jinzun sake fights for ten thousand, Yupanzhen is ashamed of ten thousand.

Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks can not eat, draw the sword and look around at a loss.

If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the Taihang and snow-covered mountains.

I am free to go fishing on the Bixi, and then I dream of the day by a boat.

Hard to travel! Hard to travel! How different is it, where are you today?

There will be long winds and waves, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea.

This is a poem that Liang Feng likes very much, and he has also recited it repeatedly when he returns to his dream. Isn't this a portrayal of his life? It is his testimony that he has overcome all obstacles and walked to this moment.

However, the poets who wrote poems have not yet come to the world. Maybe because of their own appearance, they no longer exist. Of course he can't tell the name of the person.

"Master?" Yi Yan found that Liang Feng's mood was wrong, and immediately took a step forward.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned his head and said to him: "Bo Yuan, do you believe I really come from Wonderland?"

With a tight heart, Yi Yan, ignoring others, firmly grasped Liang Feng's hand: "Does the lord want to go back?"

He believes, and believes more deeply than others. Yi Yan is not stupid. After reading and literate, he will naturally find the difference between the lord and others. Those words that transcend the mundane and the behaviors of those very unusual people, without the gifts of gods and Buddhas, where do they come from?

But what about from Wonderland? As long as the lord stays in this world, he will hold him firmly and will not let him leave!

"Do you want to go back?" There is no doubt, no suspicion, just a frightened question after holding him.

The dark cloud floated away.

Liang Feng shook the other's hand back, chuckled and shook his head: "I won't go back. This time, it's my hometown."

A brand new world created by him. How can you give up? This Shenzhou is also the homeland.

Besides, there are people around.

The smile fell on Yi Yan's eyes. Make him choked suddenly, holding tears.

The sea breeze is blowing, and the big sleeves are shaking. The two hands were held together like no one, and never separated again.