Five Dynasties River Mountains Fengyue

Chapter 373 Jiangnan Jiangbei
On the riverside, all the ministers in the south of the Yangtze River had their own ideas. The young king looked north from afar, his eyes full of expectation and anxiety.

Xiao Yan, a veteran of the three dynasties, had a very ugly expression on his face. He had deep feelings and expectations for the Tang Dynasty. He always felt that the Tang Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River was the successor of the original Tang Dynasty. The glory of the Tang Empire has regained its past glory.

At first, he pinned his hope on the former master Li Jing, but the late emperor's wavering, fearful, rash, and greedy for ease and pleasure made him very disappointed.

Especially after Shi Congyun's soldiers approached the city, he was so frightened that he wanted to move the capital to Hongzhou to avoid the soldiers from the north. He tried his best at that time and almost bumped his head against the pillar of the court hall to death, but he still couldn't stop the late emperor's cowardice.

Since then, he was so angry that he did not go to court for several days, and he gave up.There was a time when the first emperor went to war and spent money and money to build palaces and temples. After the completion, he invited his officials to appreciate them, recite poems and compose Fu, and boast of being romantic.

He couldn't help it at that time. At that time, the fourteen prefectures in Jiangbei had only been lost for a few years. The northern Shi Congyun had conquered year after year, aggressively forging ahead, expanding the territory, and was eyeing the south. Instead, he continued to build up armaments. Instead, he spent all his money on luxury and pleasure. In antique calligraphy and painting, building palaces and temples and paying tribute to the north.

So at that time, he couldn't help ridiculing the king, saying that the palace is very good, but there is still a lack of wells, because compared with Chen Houzhu's Jingyang Tower, there are fewer wells.

After that, he was immediately demoted and assigned.

It was not until this year that the first emperor passed away and the new emperor succeeded him, that he was able to recover and return to Jinling.

It's just that he didn't feel too much joy about the recovery this time, because the person who ascended the throne was the sixth prince Li Congjia.

The sixth prince is too much like his father. He likes literature, ink, landscape, leisure and leisure, and loves Buddhism and Taoism, but he has no understanding of state affairs and has no intention of governing the country.

Originally, Prince Li Hongji was the choice of the king in his heart. He thought that if the prince succeeded to the throne, he could lead the country to prosperity and reverse the decline, but he didn't expect the prince to die of illness at a young age.

And the sixth prince
Looking at the king who went up to Wangjiang tower every day, looking forward to news from Feng Yanlu, he didn't know what to say, he just sighed in his heart, it really is father and son.

In the evening, the lord returned to the palace, and all the officials dispersed, but Xiao Yan did not leave. Looking at the sparkling river and the colorful horses and chariots downstairs, he wondered what he was thinking.

Seeing that he did not leave with Baiguan, his old friend Xu Xuan came over to say hello: "The scenery of this country is really magnificent, which can only be seen in my Jiangnan." Xu Xuan is a well-known scholar in the Southern Tang Dynasty. Also more bookish.

Xiao Yan shook his head and sighed, looking at Jiangbei: "I'm afraid I won't be able to see such a beautiful country for a few years."

Xu Xuan was taken aback, "Why did Mr. Xiao say such a thing?"

Xiao Yan wanted to speak some sharp words, but quickly held back, thinking that Xu Xuan is a good person, although he is a bit bookish, but his integrity and character can be trusted.

So he changed the angle: "What do you think of Shi Congyun, the ruler of Qin State in Jiangbei?"

Xu Xuan was a little frightened when he heard this: "Mr. Xiao said carefully, the Qin Dynasty is now the suzerain of our country, it is the son of heaven, and cannot be called the lord of the country.

Those who come from the middle school are also very concerned about these things.

After ascending the throne, the lord personally supervised him, and repeatedly emphasized his respect for the Northern Dynasty. He ordered that the imperial edict of the country should be changed to a teaching book. Cheng Zipao, you must not use six horses for the carriage when you go out, and you must reduce one horse.The princes and dukes in the middle of the country were all demoted to one level.

The lord of the country has been supervising these matters and has issued very strict orders. It is better for Xiao Gong to be small and not to say the wrong thing. "

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, and he said angrily on the spot: "Does he remember who defiled and took away his wife!"

"Be careful, be careful, the ruler is helpless and has no other choice." Xu Xuan even covered up his ugliness for the ruler. This matter is well known in Jiangnan, and few people dare to mention it casually. Probably even he himself finds it difficult to excuse himself.
Xiao Yan's face was not good-looking, so he didn't say any more.

Xu Xuan sighed, and turned his eyes to Da Jiang, who was as red as a flame and was stained with blood by the setting sun, "Actually, I also understand Xiao Gong's worry and resentment.

However, looking at thousands of years from ancient to modern times, and the long history, these things cannot all be blamed on the head of the country. In today's world, within 200 years, is there anyone else who can compare with the one in the north?Even the Taizu of the Later Liang Dynasty and Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, if we talk about Wenzhiwugong, strategic strategies, he is not as good as him.

Compared with such an outstanding person who emerges once in hundreds of years, the king naturally has many things to be dissatisfied with."

"This old man didn't mean that, and I didn't insist that the ruler of the country be comparable to the leader of Jiangbei. I just hope that he can win his breath and be a little bit motivated! He won't be begging for mercy, without dignity, and even his wife will be defiled, and the country will be destroyed. Even if people take it away, they don't dare to make a sound, and they still have to bow their knees, begging for survival!
Everyone knows propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, and knows that people need face and trees need bark, and the monarch of a country doesn't know that the civil and military men of the dynasty don't! "Xiao Yan became angrier as she spoke.

Xu Xuan is much calmer. He has read a lot of poetry and books, is proficient in history, and is more open-minded about the affairs of the world.

"Maybe it's just the general trend of the world. Such things have happened in the past, and they will surely happen again in the future. The history is long and thousands of years old. Many things in this mere few decades seem to be destined. It is not the first time that Beishi has crossed the river. , the trend of the times.

Xiao Gong, I don't have much talent, and I have self-knowledge. I am definitely not a talent for saving the world. I only hope that I can be a witness when I can write a pen, and safely record the ups and downs of the Jiangnan land for decades. Leave it to posterity.

If they can learn something from it, it's best to help, if they can't learn it, just talk about it after dinner.

This is my wish for life. In the end, I am just a scholar without much ability, but a scholar also has a way of living as a scholar. I just don’t want to waste my time, and I can only resign myself to fate and do my best for more things. "Xu Xuan spoke very peacefully, with a kind of freedom and ease in his words and gestures, and even Xiao Yan couldn't get angry at the end.

Just nodded: "You are not unreasonable, but we are not the same way after all, you can transcend the world, the old man can't."

"That's why I admire Xiao Gong."

The two stood side by side, standing on the roof for a long time, facing the setting sun of the river, there was an indescribable loneliness, how many years are there in Jiangnan?They don't know, they don't even dare to think about it.

And such questions must not only linger in their hearts, anxiety has long spread, whether it is among the people or the court, the south bank of the river is overcast.

To the north of the Yangtze River, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, envoys from various countries gather in Daliang, decorated with colorful lights and busy traffic.

In contrast, there is no pervasive haze here, the autumn is crisp, the stars are dotted with hustle and bustle, and the thriving empire brings a festive and jubilant atmosphere, the vibrant people, and the confident people of the Qin Dynasty.

The curfew was lifted in Daliang today, and the whole night was full of jubilation. The Emperor Shi hosted a banquet for his ministers and envoys from all over the world, and gathered in the imperial city to demonstrate the mighty virtue of the suzerain.
(End of this chapter)