Spring and Autumn I Am King

A serious mistake was made. The Tongjiao Palace was the Li Palace, not the capital of the Jin Kingdom.

Thanks to the book friend for the reward of a fish on the river!

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It takes more than an hour for a light knight to arrive on the Guanye Road thirty miles from Chengyi to the lower palace.

So Zhao Yang, who had just finished eating the morning meal, wearing a majestic crown and red robes, was about to go to the side hall to deal with daily family and state affairs, when he received the two letters sent together.

One of them was a handwritten letter from Sun Qi, the former chauffeur king, with only one slip of paper.

The other copy belonged to Zhao Wuxi, and he copied two large bamboo slips.

After seeing the letter, Zhao Yang also murmured in his heart. He has only been there for three or two days, so what kind of big battle is going on with the concubine? Didn't I tell him that we should proceed step by step and don't rush for success.

Zhao Yang put both letters on the table, one on the left and one on the right, thinking about which one to read first. People always have the habit of preconceived ideas, and these two letters may be bad news and good news respectively. The remarks of Wang Sunqi and Shuzi Wuxi may contradict each other, or even criticize each other.

Zhao Wu Xie had guessed right before. His newly appointed township Sima Wang Sunqi was indeed the supervisor who was arranged by Wu Xie's side at the behest of Zhao Yang. Once something big happened in Chengyi Township, he would inform him. palace.

However, Zhao Yang, judging from the combination of the two letters and the fact that he was sent away by the uncivilized cronies, his son was actually very open-minded, and he didn't mind Wang Sunqi's supervision at all. The point is quite suitable for Zhao Yang's appetite.

However, after thinking about Zhao Wuxi's hideously ugly seal characters, Zhao Yang still opened Wang Sunqi's letter first.

In the past two or three days, everything that has happened in Chengyi is briefly described on it, and the seal characters are extremely neat. The content is short, concise, without the slightest subjective emotion, what happens, just write what, this is Wang Sunqi's style. After reading a few lines, Zhao Yang couldn't help but think, this Wang Sunqi, even if he was sent to the Xiqi Palace to be a historian with a straight and straight book, would still be competent.

Seeing that Wu Xie first arrived in Chengyi and was deliberately neglected by the Cheng clan, Zhao Yang frowned, secretly saying that this small and medium-sized clan in the township was so bold because he was a close friend of Zhongzi, and he didn't take Zhao clan's gentleman seriously! But then I read that Wu Xie gave Cheng Xiang a dismount, and quickly took down the Xiang Temple with thunder. After the village officials were replaced, Zhao Yang couldn't help but applaud for this son's method.

This kid, like his character.

Next was the military training. This son was quite self-aware and dared to delegate power. He didn't mind that Wang Sunqi did not pledge allegiance to him, but instead leaned on him as his arm. Later, when he visited the village, he was also close to the people and knew the etiquette. It seemed that he had taken into his heart what Zhao Yang said before, that you must love the people of the country.

Immediately, the battle under the mulberry tree that looked like a canopy, even if it was written by Wang Sunqi's unwavering and emotionless writing, Zhao Yang was fascinated by it. He got up and walked around the living room with bare feet for a few laps before letting the blood gushing out of his chest go back.

He couldn't help stroking Meibei lightly and praised: "I attacked more than 200 people with five people and five cavalry, and threatened the enemy with a single word, causing them to turn their backs... Bravo, magnificent! This matter should be brought to light."

At the end of the slip, it was written that Wu Xie forced his way in with an overwhelming advantage last night. During the period, he did not kill a single person or damage a single soldier, but he was able to force Cheng Weng to bow his head. And the three requirements he put forward, once implemented, can completely dismember the Cheng family that has been rooted for a hundred years.

It's only been two days. After thinking about it carefully, Zhao Yang finds it inconceivable. Even if he is in a shirtless position, he may not be able to do it so perfectly.

Zhao Yang knew that all the above things were credible, and there was no half-truth, just because it was Wang Sunqi's narration.

However, after seeing Zhao Wuxi's fourth request to the Cheng family, Zhao Yang's brows relaxed again.

Prohibition of burial? Naive, so naive. In any case, he was still a teenage boy, and he had a hint of a woman's kindness in his heart, so Zhao Yang disapproved of this suggestion.

He put down Wang Sunqi's report, and after pondering for a while, he began to call up the vertical man and issued a series of orders.

First of all, it is to double the silk cloth reward for Cheng's festival next year. This son's method is tough and cruel, but unfortunately it is too tough. As a master, he has to be hard and soft, and he has to give a jujube to eat when he knocks. He also has to take care of the aftermath for his son and appease the Cheng family. After all, since Zhao Yang was a child, old Cheng Weng has helped him carry the drowning pot and spittoon.

On Wu Xie's side, we also need to give him some extra support. At least, this child is worthy of support at the moment. Although Zhao Yang did not feel much disgust towards Cheng Weng, who had served three generations of Zhao clan masters emotionally, any independent force in his territory was like a grain of sand in his eyes, and Zhao Yang could not tolerate sand. Wu Xie swept it away within two days, which made Zhao Yang feel so happy that he wished he could hold a bottle to drink and celebrate.

Isn't the purpose of his enfeoffing the masters to let them take back the governance of the township after their training?

After the completion of this matter, Zhao Yang slowly began to write the letter without a shirt, but he didn't have much thought to read it carefully. It must be an enhanced version of Wang Sunqi's slip.

But he was wrong.

I thought it would be a piece of self-bragging, but Wu Xian didn't write about the past two days at all, but said that since there was a letter from Wang Sunqi, he would not repeat the description, and only talk about the issue of the sacrificial burial system...

So confident, so courageous! Zhao Yang couldn't help but sit upright and carefully study this long dissertation.

However, he still expected that the next thing would be a rhetoric full of benevolence and righteousness, the same as Zhou Li and the moral condemnation of human sacrifice in the world, but Zhao Yang didn't like it very much.

After the Zhao family came from Shaohao, UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com Ying surnamed the Dongyi family, and was once a nobleman of the Dayu merchants. Although King Wu destroyed the Shang Dynasty and the Zhao family entered the Zhou Dynasty, they had already been assimilated by the Zhou people in terms of food and clothing, but the tradition of funerals remained deeply rooted. His head is always towards the land of Haidai, where our ancestors came day by day, and the east where Dongjunxi and the six dragons rose.

Therefore, the thousands-year-old custom of burial of living people has also been preserved. Zhao Yang himself did not feel that it was inappropriate for Zhao's scholars to kill several concubines when they died.

Of course, because the Zhao family has successively produced two benevolent masters, Wenzi and Jingzi, so in the past few decades, several funerals of the Zhao family have not done any sacrifices. But the vassals and petty clans who couldn't bear to die like life, one can imagine how much resistance this decree prohibiting human sacrifice will be met once it is promulgated.

Therefore, he felt that Zhao Wuxi's suggestion was naive, unfeasible, and unnecessary.

But only a moment later, Zhao Yang found that he had been slapped in the face again...

The contents of these two bamboo slips were dictated by Wu Xie and written on behalf of the overseas Chinese. That kid also knew that his characters were ugly and he couldn't make it into the hall of elegance.

There is no moral preaching, no lyricism in the whole article, but full of dry goods!

One is Zhao Wuxi, a realist from later generations, and the other is Ji Qiao, a Spring and Autumn math expert who brought his own data. Last night, the two of them worked together all night long, and the data analysis they produced was rigorous and precise enough that the shrewd lord Zhao Yang couldn't find any flaws, and by the way, it also destroyed his three views.

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