Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Chapter 1626 Announcement One of China and Foreign Countries
April flew by.

By the end of May, the "Please Add Your Honor List" and "Please Get Your Honor List" from all over the country flew in like a snowflake.

Among them, there are many "sincere words", for example, some people "cry blood to write a letter", some people "plead with their hearts"...

Shao Shude criticized these performance arts in a unified way, and finally asked Zhongshu to draw up an order to demote these people to a few levels, so that they would know what the end would be if they flattered too much.

For those who have something to say, such as carefully analyzing the political impact of adding honorary titles, and the benefits of integrating the two major forces of the grassland and the Han, he will seriously reply, and at the same time ask the Ministry of Officials to check their achievements and promote them if appropriate.

It is his consistent attitude to pay close attention to the atmosphere of seeking truth from facts in officialdom.

Even if it can't be done [-]%-in fact, he sometimes violates it-but try to get closer to this direction, and from time to time ring the alarm bells for officials, letting them know that nonsense and empty memorials will not work in the sage.

At the beginning of June, more and more memorials were received to ask for honorary titles.

Leaving aside Zhengzhou, Shao Shude focused on the Jimi area.

Eight months have passed since November last year. After this period of preparation, the tribal envoys in the Jimi regions of the south have written letters one after another, asking for honorific titles—this is expected.

The Yinshan, Yanshan, Hexi, Qibei, and Liaodong tribes, because of the short distance, did not slow down much when they were passed by fast horses.

Even Taifeng's envoys have already boarded Qingzhou.

By mid-June, even the various ministries of the Qing and Tang Dynasties, the Zhongyun Kingdom, and the Khotan Kingdom had already submitted letters—because Li Shengtian was in Chang'an, he wrote a copy on the spot, faster than anyone else.

It is worth mentioning that Shao Azhuduo, the governor of Jishi Prefecture who had just been canonized by Shao Shude, also quickly sent someone to write a letter, very respectful.

Jishi prefecture is a newly established Jimi prefecture, with Shao Azhuduo, the leader of the Tongjia tribe, as the governor, and hereditary succession. It is roughly located in the Yellow River and its tributaries in the south of Guoluo and Huangnan prefecture in later generations.

The altitude is very high, and the quality of the pasture can only be said to be passable, so it is a matter of restraint.

Those who haven't arrived yet are Suiye, Atami, Yili, and Beiting.It wasn't because he didn't want to, it was because the journey was so far away that he didn't have time to come - Shao Shude had just left the Western Regions for more than a year, and he didn't believe that those people dared to die if their scalps were itchy.

On the other hand, the envoys from Baekje and Silla were still on their way home, and the day lily might be cold by the time they got there.

As for Japan, he didn't think about it at all.

A few years ago, when the envoys came to Beijing, they said they were asking for canonization, and the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple gave them many rewards.But Shao Shude deeply doubted whether the Japanese envoy was talking to himself, cheating at both ends, and taking advantage of the middle.

This country is rebellious and too pretentious, and he doesn't bother to talk to it.

On June [-]th, at the Shuowang Grand Court Meeting, he sat in the Taiji Hall and was officially honored as "The Supreme Emperor of Jianwen Shenwu". This is the co-lord of the grassland and Han.

After the end of the court, a large number of messengers left Chang'an and rushed to various roads for five hundred miles.

On June [-]th, he summoned the Persian envoy who had finally arrived in Chang'an at the Penglai Palace...

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In Xiyuan, Yangcun, Baihua Township, Xianyi County (now Changchun), Xianzhou, Yang Wo fished for a long time, but didn't get a single bait. He was so angry that he threw the boom into the river, got up and left.

I rushed over early in the morning excitedly and was bitten by mosquitoes, but I didn't catch anything, so I was so angry.

Returning to the Yang family's mansion in the village, he didn't bother to say a few words to his wife, and took two servants, got on his horse, and went to Zhoucheng to play.

The Yang family moved from Huainan, with a total of hundreds of people, most of them were resettled in Xianyi County, and a small part were in Fuyu County (now Nong'an).Xianyi County is mainly settled in Baihua Township. There are 68 households in Yangcun, except for five Fubing households, three Bohai households, two Khitan households, and one Mohe household, almost all of them are Yang family, so the village is also called "Yangcun".

Yangcun is not far from Zhoucheng, and it takes only half an hour to ride the horse.

The three of them deposited the horse in the sheep and horse wall and prepared to enter the city.

In the Bohai era, the seat of Buyeo Prefecture was located in Buyeo County.

During the Great Xia Dynasty, Xianzhou was located in Xianyi County, so the city experienced expansion.

The old city is in the western half, which is under the administration of Xianyi County, and the new city is in the eastern half, which is under the administration of Xianzhou.

But no matter the west city or the east city, the lively places are always in the southern half.Official offices, mansions, post stations, warehouses, military camps, etc. are mostly located in the northern half, with clear divisions and obvious traditional Han style.

Near the sheep and horse wall, there are low buildings with Guo Guo.The buildings are made of wood and thatch, which are very simple. Most of them are inhabited by people from Bohai and Mohe who moved to Zhoucheng from the countryside.

Yang Wo has been here for a few years anyway, knowing this group of people, I have only one impression: it's really cold!
Even if the dilapidated house was built in a decent lee, it was still very cold when winter came. I don't know how they survived it.

There are a lot of dried fish hanging outside the dilapidated house, which is very smelly.

Yang Wo was even more angry when he smelled it. I have seven or eight mosquito bags on my body, and I didn't catch a fish. You hang on to so many on purpose, are you angry with me?
"Buy all these dried fish!" Yang Wo got angry, waved his hand, and ordered.

The two servants looked at each other, sighed secretly, and went up to bargain.

The people of Bohai couldn't believe it when they saw such a big and stupid customer. When they saw Huang Chengcheng's Jianji Tongbao, they immediately smiled, and speaking in poor Chinese, they stuffed all the dried fish they could find, and gave them a willow basket woven by themselves.

"The taste is not bad!" Yang Wo casually tore off a piece of dried fish from under the eaves, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, feeling better.

All states in Liaodong, regardless of the Han, like to eat raw dried fish, dried rabbit, deer tongue and so on. It is rumored that the saints ate this way back then, and everyone followed suit.

"Let's go to the city!" After eating half of the dried fish, Yang Wo gave the remaining half to a boy from Bohai, and walked away first with his hands behind his back.

After the servant deposited the dried fish with an acquaintance near the sheep and horse wall, he also followed behind.

Today, there seem to be a lot fewer Bohai people and Mohe people gathered outside the city.They also inquired about it just now, and learned that the state government and county government allocated funds to build the pond, and they called everyone away.

After entering the city, the streets were bustling with people.

I haven't been here for several months, and it seems to have changed a little bit.

A new temple was built in the city, and I don’t know who paid for it—monks are not very popular today, no matter if they are Tibetan monks or Han monks, it’s a bit difficult to ask the court to pay for it.

After inquiring again, it was really the money from the imperial court, and it was called "Tongguang Temple", which is an evil way.

Yang Wo stood in this Buddhist temple that was still under construction, but he saw the tall eaves, huge brackets, and majestic atmosphere.

"There are no builders in Xianzhou, so this Tongguang Temple was built in the Anton Mansion by asking someone to draw a picture." An old man who was directing the craftsmen to paint outside the temple gate smiled and said.

Yang Wo didn't answer, but looked at it intently.

Like most of the buildings in the city, Tongguang Temple is mainly made of wood, inheriting the rough, bold, solemn and majestic style of the Northland as a whole, which is different from the delicate and soft beauty of the south of the Yangtze River.

"Don't know Zhang Weng Gao's surname yet?" Yang Wo asked.

"Gao's surname?" The old man smiled bitterly, and said, "How can there be a Gao surname in Bohai? My surname is Zhang, and it doesn't matter if I'm from Bohai or Mohe. After several generations, there will only be Xia people."

Yang Wo was stunned for a moment, looked left and right, saw no one within a few steps, lowered his voice and said, "You don't hate the court?"

The old man was taken aback, and after carefully looking at Yang Wo, he also said in a low voice: "Young Lord, don't be joking. Liaodong is a peaceful world, and this is all the work of the imperial court. Why do you hate it?"

Peaceful world?Yang Wo recalled it carefully, as if, as if, maybe—it was really peaceful for ten years.

"Xiao Lang Jun, don't think about it." The old man said earnestly: "I think you have a Wu accent in your speech, so you should be from the south? No wonder."

"When the southerners first came, they were always full of resentment. It was uncomfortable, and I couldn't get used to it. I also knew a few people like this. But now, all of them have stopped."

"In this sparsely populated place, even though you are full of resentment, you have nowhere to vent it, let alone vent it. You say you are suffering, but there are people who suffer more than you. He accepts it, why don't you accept it?"

"Zhang Weng is right—" Yang Wo asked.

"Did you see the notice at the gate of the city?" The old man said, "The 28 leaders of the Mohe clan in Xianzhou signed a joint letter, asking the saint to be honored. The order of the saint has been urgently sent over five hundred miles away..."

"What did the saint say?" Yang Wo asked eagerly.

"Longyan is very happy." The old man shook his head and said: "The leaders of the clans have different distributions, and some even got official positions. The sage also allowed him to request that the Dingkou of each clan be registered as a naturalized household, and they will be the people of Daxia forever."

"Jia Zunhao..." Yang Wo murmured, then seemed to think of something, and asked again: "Nonsense! Those Mohe clan leaders value Dingkou more than their lifeblood, how could they hand it over?"

The old man looked at Yang Wo like a fool, and didn't explain much, he just emphasized: "They are voluntary."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the temple gate, obviously not wanting to say more.

Yang Wo was a little annoyed.It's just adding a title, what's the big deal?Shao Shude is also a thief, so he uses this to force others to express their views and reap another wave of benefits.

There are not many Mohe tribes in Xianzhou. After being messed up like this, most of the clan leaders have no reason to continue to hold on to their subordinates. They can only hold their noses and hand them over. This is a good deal!
After muttering and leaving Tongguang Temple, Yang Wo continued to wander the streets.

After all, it is a small town in Liaodong. It is different from the big cities in the Central Plains where the layout of squares and cities with different functions is strictly divided. Here, it is a system of streets and alleys. Shops and houses are mixed together, which is very chaotic, but it is also very lively.

Some Han people are selling soybean oil and honey, some Bohai people are selling rice, millet and wheat, some Mohe people are selling chestnuts, persimmons, dates, pears and other fruits picked from the mountains, and there are even Khitan people carrying a load of deerskins to sell...

Yang Wo noticed that, compared to half a year ago, the shop still had the same old faces, obviously it hadn't changed owners.

However, their clothing and attire are changing little by little.

At least, the Khitan businessman who specialized in selling cockscomb teapots has grown his hair, and he is no longer the same as before.The fur on his body was also taken off, and he changed into a common costume of Han people.

"'In ancient times there was the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Earth, and the Emperor of Thailand'..." There was a burst of ups and downs reciting not far away.

Yang Wo looked around, but saw a small official standing by the wall outside the state office, holding a volume in his hand.

Dozens of people were densely surrounded, and judging by their clothes, they were all famous figures in this prefecture and county.

Fuck, the imperial decree has spread to Xianzhou!
Yang Wo knew it.Such a major event as adding a title will definitely be announced to the world, that is, "announcement at home and abroad", "salty order to know".

Is there any difference between this scene and any county in Han?

The county gentry and elders respectfully follow the orders of the imperial court—at least on the surface.

The merchant foremen either did not dare to rebel, or actively approached the Han people.

In the countryside, tribal and clan leaders who were of the same status as the tyrants in the Han Dynasty were suppressed so hard by the court. In the end, against their conscience, they asked for an honorary title, and handed over the members of the clan and tribe, and accepted the registered household Qimin.

"The Supreme Emperor of Jianwen, God and Martial Arts..." When Yang Wo heard the title read out by the little official, Yang Wo's mind was in a mess, and he suddenly didn't want to go shopping.

Thief Shao can even subdue these foreigners in Liaodong, the supreme emperor—hey, it's not all bragging!
(End of this chapter)