Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Emperor Yonghui sat high in the Wannian Palace, with Wu Zhao, who was wearing light makeup, leaning on his side.

Wu Zhao's belly bulged slightly, and he held Li Hong, who was also astonished, with one hand.

In the leap month of May, heavy rains started at night and kept flowing. Dushui, Beimafangshui, and Yonganshui merged into lacquered water. The waters roared and surged, drowning more than 3000 residents and guards of Linyou County.

Even though the Wannian Palace is located on an extremely high ground and is not prone to flooding, it could not prevent several landslides, and the walls collapsed in two places.

No one can stand at Yongguang Gate due south.

When nature shows its power, human power appears weak and powerless.

The closed door of the palace suddenly opened, and the dripping Flying Cavalry Commander Tie Xiaozhuang led the captain Deng Wen and more than a hundred people into the palace. They consciously turned their backs to the Emperor and formed a circle.

No one spoke, because the heavy rain outside was so noisy that it was difficult to hear what was being said.

The originally frightened Qianniu, with their body, left, right, and body, seemed to have found a backbone, and once again formed a circle inside the flying cavalry, forming a defensive posture.

As for whether it's useful or not, it depends on God. If you don't give me any face, this little manpower is just a matter of flash floods.

A smile appeared on Emperor Yonghui's face, and he reached out to pick up Li Hong, holding Wu Zhao with one hand, feeling at ease.

With loyal ministers and good generals guarding the country, and the whole family reunited, what else is there to worry about?

Even if the luck is really bad, at least we are breathing the same breath and sharing the same fate.

The heavy rain turned to light rain, and the pattering sound gradually made people breathe a sigh of relief. The foot stove in the hall had already been set up, and the flying knights also changed into dry cloth clothes one after another.

Sun Jiuzao, the food minister, arranged for the food doctor Zhengjiu to cook ginger soup in a corner of the hall and let Tie Xiaozhuang and others drink it in turn.

Tie Xiaozhuang drank a bowl of ginger soup and made a face at Sun Jiu.

Ginger soup without sugar is terrible!

"This leather monkey!"

Sun Jiu couldn't help but mutter.

Emperor Yonghui couldn't help but be curious. After asking, he learned about Tie Xiaozhuang's bizarre experiences that year, such as being pecked by a chicken, bitten by a snake, and kicked by a donkey. He couldn't help laughing and burst into tears.

No wonder he is called a monkey!
It's normal to think about it. If Tie Xiaozhuang hadn't been so capable, he wouldn't have been able to teach flying knights as a boy and achieve extraordinary feats repeatedly.

There was a loud "bang" sound outside the hall, which shook the whole hall.

"Aye mother!"

Li Hong called out timidly, grabbed one in each hand, and snuggled tightly into the arms of Emperor Yonghui.

"Hong'er, don't be afraid. It's been raining too much, and the earth and rocks on the mountain have slipped. Remember, don't go near mountains or water on rainy days. Try to stay on a flat, high platform."

Emperor Yonghui explained to Li Hong seriously.

He did not follow the custom at this time and call Li Hong "Wu Lang".

Li Hong nodded, the fear in his eyes receding a lot.

Tie Xiaozhuang put on his cloth clothes, took off his horizontal sword, and crossed his hands five steps in front of Emperor Yonghui: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, but there is one member of the Flying Cavalry still alive, who will protect your Majesty's family."

Wu Zhao, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly smiled brightly: "This general is good."

Emperor Yonghui smiled and understood the meaning of Wu Zhao's words.

Although Tie Xiaozhuang has been hanging out at Dunhuafang School for several years, he really hasn't learned much. He can't even make a quick and accurate calculation of housekeeping, let alone deliberately think about what to call him.

In his simple concept, Emperor Yonghui, Wu Zhao, and Li Hong were just one family.

However, this simple idea won the hearts of the emperor and Zhaoyi.

Isn't what Emperor Yonghui wants is for his family to live a simple life?
Although this is very hypocritical.When talking to a simple-minded person like Tie Xiaozhuang, there is no need to think about any words, and it is naturally much easier.

The thinking of the powerful is very different from the thinking of a low-level person like Tie Xiaozhuang. It is surprising that Tie Xiaozhuang can occasionally say words that make the emperor think deeply.

The rain gradually stopped, the setting sun rose, and the rainbow hung, which made Li Hong very happy.

However, Emperor Yonghui was very busy, writing edicts in his hand one after another.

A message was sent to the Political Affairs Hall of Chang'an City, informing Linyou County of the disaster and saying that the emperor was fine;
The Ministry of Husbandry, Qizhou, and Linyou County were notified to appease the victims, and warehouses were allowed to be opened for relief, and Linyou County was exempted from rent transfer;
Pass it on to the Ministry of War to provide pensions to the guards who have been appointed as guards, and to replace the guards as soon as possible;
The Water Department of the Ministry of Public Works ordered Chen Xiande, a doctor in the Ministry of Water Resources, to quickly repair the water dams and never allow the story of Linyou County to happen again.

Of course, saying this would only put more pressure on Chen Xiande, and it would be impossible to do it.

Even if Chen Xiande evolves into a god in a mortal body, there is nothing he can do.

There is a saying in official circles: If you do more, you will make more mistakes; if you do less, you will make fewer mistakes; if you do less, it will be better.

It is estimated that Chen Xiande's exams this year will be in danger.

Fortunately, Linyou County is only more than [-] miles away from Chang'an City, and edicts are issued in the morning and evening, making it very convenient for Emperor Yonghui to govern.
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Dianke Shipan grew up and walked into Fan Zheng's room without a care in the world, sat down, took the tea bowl from He Gouxiong, and took a bite.

"Oh, He Gouxiong's tea art is as stable as ever."

This is not a nice thing to say, it is making fun of He Gouxiong for not making any progress.

He Gouxiong chuckled and didn't reply.

As long as it's not worse, and if you can bear it, then you can keep your job.

As for how much progress I still need to make, I would like to raise my pillow a little higher when I go to bed at night.

An orphan who was about to starve to death can live to have food from the official kitchen and a salary every day, so be content!

There are many people who are well-read in poetry and books, but they can only find it if they want to work as a small official.

Fan Zheng laughed and cursed: "I'm so talkative! It's enough for He Gouxiong's tea to be drunk. If you want it to be exquisite, go elsewhere!"

Shan Xiong grinned and snickered from the side. The Tang Zun was extremely protective of those around him. Even if the Pan leader was his former student, he could not speak nonsense.

"Your Majesty, you can reward me today." Pan Zhang put down the tea bowl proudly. "I met my classmates yesterday. Please come to Pingkangfang Beili."

Fan Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What, did you drink flower wine?"

Pan Zhang smiled awkwardly: "Drinking in Pingkangfang is not expensive. Drinking flower wine, hey, my monthly salary is not enough for one meal."

"That's not the point. The point is that I saw Han Tiaobang and Su Hegui, the two of them ascending the tower and entering the pavilion without their entourage."

Hey, what kind of luck is this, Pan Zhang!
As for the rest, Pan Zhang didn't find out, and listening to the roots of walls was not his specialty.

Fan Zheng pointed to the main book: "Give Pan Zhang two coins for the purpose of investigating the various envoys."

Whatever the Lord says it is, that is what it is, and it is also true if it is not.

As for those who are stubborn enough to argue with the hall master, they probably want to be transferred away from Honglu Temple.

As for the censor's desk to check accounts and so on, you have your own high authority to take care of it, so what are you afraid of?
Fan Zheng knocked on the armrest of the chair, thinking deeply.

It is no coincidence that these two people appeared together.

Given Su Hegui's resentment towards Murong Nuohebo, it would not be surprising if he turned to Fan Zheng of another country on the spot.

However, because the Tang Dynasty refused to ban Zhangye Mutual Market Supervision, Su Hegui was also dissatisfied with the Tang Dynasty, so he turned around and colluded with Tubo.

People who rebel against destiny cannot escape the circle of destiny.

I just don’t know if Tubo would dare to annex it under the threat of the ascending army? (End of chapter)