Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 1287 Long Live the Emperor
Master Yan.

The county magistrate took the county officials to meet and wait for Shengjia twenty miles outside the city early.

Behind them, the powerful landlords, scholars, merchants and merchants in the county all dressed up and stood waiting, and behind them, almost the people of Yanshi County came.

Ding Laosan of Dingjiatai also specially changed into a new robe today. This robe was just made for him by his wife after the autumn harvest.Ding Laosan even asked the old blackhead in the village to trim his hair, shaved his face, pulled out his ears, trimmed his beard, and brushed his teeth again before coming.

Next to him stood his wife and mother, and behind him were several children.

The whole family put on new clothes.

No one asked them to come to welcome Shengjia, but the third child who lives in Dingjiatai, north of Mangshan Mountain and south bank of the Yellow River, like the villagers in the whole village, washes up, bathes and changes clothes early, and then the whole family goes out of the county for twenty Here, stand on the side of the official road to meet and wait.

The third child looked at the tall wind and rain pavilion built, and the wide and straight road, and felt very proud that he also had a part in this road.

In order to welcome the emperor's car passing by, the county magistrate of Yanshi asked the whole county to mobilize.Every household was cleaned up, garbage was cleaned, roads were repaired, roadside ditches were cleared, and the fields were even busy again. The newly planted fields were cleared of weeds.The land that fell fallow this winter was even required to be plowed again.

Every household not only asked for a general cleaning, but even the house was repaired again.The county even deliberately pulled out a sum of money to let the villagers go out to work, and the county paid for materials, and then repaired the village roads and refurbished houses.The dilapidated and dilapidated houses were demolished, and new houses were quickly repaired.

Dirty toilets have also been rectified.

The low earthen walls of the third family's house were demolished, and new courtyard walls were rebuilt. Even the roof of the house was re-lifted, and new thatch bark was replaced.

The thatched hut at home has also been rebuilt, and three new houses have been built for cattle, sheep, pigs and firewood.

The old third’s family spent a lot of money to renovate these, but the county issued a subsidy. Although it was not as much as I spent, I originally planned to do this at home. Now people in the village help each other, and labor costs are saved. The county Another sum of subsidy money was withdrawn from Li, and a lot of building materials were given back, which also saved a lot for the family.

For these behaviors in the county, the third child thinks it is quite good. Anyway, he has lived such an old age, and he has never seen it before. The government collects taxes and rents. When will he help the people for free and send money to the people? ah?

The third child finished his work at home in the village, and went to the county to sign up for road construction. In addition to taking care of three meals a day, he could also earn silk cloth and grain. In terms of conversion, he could earn dozens of dollars a day.

In fact, the third child and the others thought that they were willing to do it even if they didn’t need money. After all, this road was built for saints.This summer there was a severe drought followed by a plague of locusts, but there was a sage's disaster relief and prevention strategy. Although Dingjiatai had no crops this summer, no one went out to flee the famine, let alone starved to death.

In the past [-] years of the Sui Dynasty, there was a small disaster in three years and a major disaster in five years. Even when it was called the founding of the prosperous age, Dingjiatai Village by the Yellow River often had to go out to flee famine and beg for food. If you are lucky, you will suffer a little bit. If you're unlucky, someone must starve to death.

But this year, none of them went out to flee the famine, and none of them died of starvation. Not only did the imperial court exempt this year's two taxes, but everyone dug up locust eggs and caught locusts in exchange for a lot of food, not to mention that after autumn, the county returned to everyone. The households distributed a lot of disaster relief food.The third child and the others also participated in many counties' work-for-relief projects from summer to autumn, earning a lot of food.

Now there is still a lot of grain in the cellar and granary at home, and the family doesn't even have any color on their faces.

His 60-year-old mother had to recite the saint's words more than a hundred times a day at home, and the saint's longevity card had even been erected at home.

The old head of the village said that every 500 years there must be a saint. Someone once said that Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty was a saint who came out every 300 years, and that he was a new saint 300 years after the end of the Han Dynasty.

But now it seems that Emperor Wen is not a saint, and he is the real saint today.

Everyone was very happy to hear that the emperor was going to tour the east and enshrine Mount Tai. They felt that a saint should indeed be enshrined as Mount Tai. If a saint did not enshrine Mount Tai, who would have the qualifications.

Standing on the side of the road has been waiting for more than an hour.

But the third child was not at all impatient. Tens of thousands of people standing on the side of the road lined up for more than ten miles, but everyone was waiting quietly.

Finally, a cavalry team came galloping.

The knight in gold armor and a blood-red cloak dismounted from an all-white horse.

People are like dragons and horses like tigers.

The standard bearer in the cavalry was tall and burly, holding a big red flag.

The county magistrate hurriedly greeted him.

"The saint is coming, please prepare to welcome the saint."

After a while, more cavalry appeared. They were dressed in shiny armor, holding lances, and scimitars on their waists.

Ding Laosan looked at these soldiers with some awe.

His second son, Hei Wa, looked at the imperial guards and said enviously, "Grandfather, I will also sign up to join the army in the future, and I will become the Emperor's Jinwu Guard!"

The third child patted his son on the shoulder, "How can you be a Jinwu Guard, you are black and thin, study hard, and you will pass the Gongshi examination in the future, and you will also be able to face the Golden Palace."

Team after team of soldiers arrived.

Then came the officials from the Dianzhong Province of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The little Yanshi county magistrate was already sweating profusely.

The emperor's chariot finally arrived, and both sides of the road were already full of accompanying soldiers. Ding Laosan and his family could only step back dozens of steps, looking at the official road protected by the imperial army from a distance.

"Grandpa, did you see it?"

Ding Heiwa was too short and kept jumping up and down, but the tall guards still blocked his sight.

The third child lifted Hei Wa up and let him sit on his shoulder.The three-year-old son over there refused and wanted to see it.Lao Ding San smiled and lifted his youngest son, so he sat on his left shoulder and the other on his right shoulder.

"Look, take a good look at the appearance of the saint."

Suddenly, there was a landslide and tsunami-like cry from the side of the road.

"Long live the saint!"

Wave after wave of mountain cries sounded, and the third child immediately shouted out of excitement.

"Long live the Emperor!"

The third child shouted along with everyone, the wife and mother next to him also shouted together, and the fellow villagers behind him shouted hoarsely.

"The saint is coming, the saint is coming, I see the saint coming on a white horse!"

Ding Xiaosan also shouted, "The white horse the saint rides is so tall, it's taller than a person."

People in front of him began to bow down.

The third child also quickly knelt down.

Ding Xiaosan was dissatisfied, "Grandfather, I still want to see the emperor riding a white horse!"

The third child slapped his son's butt angrily, "Don't talk, hurry up and bow down to the saint!"

The third child did not see the appearance of the saint, but he still knelt down sincerely. He shouted long live together with everyone, thinking in his heart that it would be great if the saint could really live forever. My children and grandchildren will surely live a happy life forever!
(End of this chapter)