Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

For Wuqi, no matter what language, whether it is the language of Qingyi or the language of other tribes.None of this mattered to him.

Wu Mu knew that Wu Qi's intelligence was no less than his own, but it seemed that his younger brother only had eyes for his father and Shan Yu.

No matter what you do or what you choose.

In the eyes of his younger brother, as long as he can satisfy his father, as long as he can get his approval, everything else - everything else doesn't matter.

Therefore, when they were still studying under the teacher's knee, Wumu always said that his younger brother was a traitor, always doing things that he was a little wavering but unwilling to do.

Looking back on these things, Wu Mu, who is now a Chanyu, sees it.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the father did not choose his younger brother.

Just as Wu Mu was thinking this, he started to pick up the manuscript in his hand and start revising it.

These important contents often require Shanyu's personal instructions.

Wu Xian was also very busy in the past. At that time, everything was considered effective only after it was stamped with Shan Yu's golden seal.

It's almost the same now, but people whom Wu Mu trusts also have this right, such as his biological uncle Wu Quji, who is related to him by blood.

Although he is still young, the only person he can rely on and trust in government affairs is King Zuoxian.

Wu Mu has always been very serious in state affairs, doing everything by himself, and pursuing perfection. He is not at all like the usual person who is carefree and joking with people.

The young Wumu was also a common libertine in the royal city, and he often had disputes with others.

Under the flickering candlelight, he first sketched out the contents of the document that he valued, and wrote his thoughts next to it as instructions.

Wu Mu did not speak Qingyi language. Most of the ministers currently handling documents are only proficient in Qingyi language, but this document will be sent to Lu Qing in the future.

He knew that Lu Qing's Qingyi dialect was not very good, and his writing skills were even worse.

Basically, all the documents handled by Lu Qing now need to be translated into Daxia language by a dedicated person before being disposed of by him.

Wumu is different, he knows a lot
If there is anyone who disagrees with him, Wu Mu will also think about it seriously and leave a mark on it.After this was convenient, he and Lu Qing discussed the points of disagreement again.

By the time he was finished, the night was getting darker.

Wu Mu rubbed his eyes before putting down the pen in his hand.

Reform cannot be accomplished overnight.This Wumu knew, but even knowing it could not save him from his worries.

He regards this change as his first step in changing and strengthening Qingyi.

As long as you take this step successfully, the road ahead will be much easier.At least they have a way forward.

In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the reform, even his uncle was brought in to serve as a shield for Lu Qing.After that, he even ordered the place where he handed over to Daxia to suspend the attack plan.

Nowadays, Qingyi rarely attacks at the border. The only few raids seem to be just to show their presence and to show that Qingyi is not easy to mess with.

The two sides silently faced off at the border, but no one received an order to attack.

It seems that the emperors of both sides have chosen to appease the internal affairs first.

Under such circumstances, the confrontation between the two countries gradually decreased, and instead, a turmoil began to surge within the two countries.

……

"Anle, come here..."

Ayi, who was riding on the horse, smiled, and his handsome face was full of a chic smile.

Jiang Sile was sitting peacefully on the carriage, holding his chin in a daze out of boredom.

When she heard Ayi's words, a trace of joy flashed across her face.Jiang Sile opened the curtain, and the grass outside was lush and green. A light rain had just fallen yesterday, which moistened everything silently and cleaned the flowers, plants and trees, making it even more vibrant in spring.

The carriage gradually stopped, and they had arrived at their destination.

The area near Mount Tai is hilly and forested, and there are few good places for horse racing.

But this time, a little Taoist priest whose ancestral home was in Mount Tai told them about a good place.

There are few woods and many grasslands in that place.Although the flat land is not big, it is enough for them to ride a horse and run around for a few laps.

Mo Chun, the spring clothes are ready, five or six people are crowned, and six or seven boys are bathing in Yi, the wind is dancing, and they return home chanting.

Such a relaxed and happy life seems to have only appeared in ancient times.

Whether it's the Book of Songs or the Analects of Confucius, there are many leisurely spring outings in them.

Ever since he learned that there was such a place near Mount Tai, Jiang Sile became interested.

This time, I took advantage of the early spring and happily took everyone to this grassland for horse racing.

It can be said that after staying at home for a long time in winter, everyone gathered to respond and wanted to go out and have some fun.

Especially the group of people mainly composed of Wuqi. Due to the frequent wars between Daxia and Qingyi in the past period, Jiang Sile also told them to pay more attention to safety.

She believed in the power of these people, but she did not want these people to be bullied, and she was also afraid of causing any trouble again.

These people have also been confined at home for a long time. They are all men born in the grassland. Who doesn't want to ride a horse and gallop in the grassland.

Now, although Jiang Sile couldn't let them go back, he still wanted to give them the rare opportunity to relax and rejuvenate their muscles and bones.

On weekdays, apart from indulging in liquor, Wu Qi would go hunting alone in the mountains and forests.He has a very lonely temperament. In the past, he was responsible for those brothers. Now that everyone is safe, he has become even more withdrawn.

A Yishi always took him with him to play in the city. The two of them were among the best in Daxia dialect.

Contrary to the two of them, Jiang Sile prefers to stay at home more time.

Look at the ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, taste the poems and songs of the previous dynasties, and the new poems and essays written by these scholars.

Cook tea and drink leisurely under the peach blossom tree, exchange letters with those close to you, and listen to the gossip and the movements of the DPRK from the mouths of the guards in red.But most of the time, Jiang Sile was just having fun.

The white rabbit he raised a few days ago grew up, and Jiang Sile asked Ayi to put it back into the forest.

Originally, she planned to keep a large dog as a guard dog.

But the puppy picked up from the mountain behind the Taoist Temple barked when it saw the people in the bamboo garden. The barking never stopped after Jiang Sile entered the door with the puppy in his arms.

Jiang Sile's throat sounded distressed.

So the matter of raising a dog came to nothing.

This also made Jiang Sile very reluctant.She always wondered if these men were being vicious behind the scenes. The roaring voice and fearful look made her glare at everyone.

Even Jiao Wen, who was usually the most honest and honest and trusted by Jiang Sile, was the same.Who let him get caught making faces at puppies?
Jiang Sile also found it funny. It seemed that the combined age of these people was not as old as the dogs.

The last puppy, which was white with gray patterns, was handed over to the little Taoist priests of Yunhai Taoist Temple for adoption by Jiang Sile.

There are dogs in the Taoist temple. There used to be an old dog with dark fur and a yellow one that looked like a local dog.

As soon as Jiang Sile sent them away, there were three dogs in the Taoist temple.Corresponds exactly to the three ages: old, middle and young.

Xuan Qingzi likes dogs very much. The original two were raised by him. The black one was a gift from someone else, and the yellow one was a dog raised by a nearby mountain man. After the puppies were born, Xuan Qingzi was invited to choose them. Bring one back and keep it.

Xuan Qingzi, the puppy sent by Jiang Sile, did not refuse and agreed easily.

Moreover, when the old Taoist priest learned that a group of them were being barked and howled by dogs, he couldn't help but laugh out loud and cheerfully.But he also got a look from Jiang Sile.

After sending away the dog, spring comes for the first time.

After a few days of planning, Jiang Sile took the people out to visit the place the little Taoist priest mentioned.

Jiang Sile opened the door curtain and stepped out of the carriage. She looked around curiously.

The mountains are green and the water is green, which is quite a scene.

But before she could take a look around, a pair of strong arms blocked her waist. In a blink of an eye, Jiang Sile was pulled off the horse by A Yishi.

The spring breeze blows repeatedly, which is cool and comfortable, making Jiang Sile smile involuntarily.

Her back was pressed against A Yishi's solid chest, which made Jiang Sile feel warm in his heart.

The horse galloped across the green grass, and Jiang Sile on the horse let out a sweet silver bell-like laughter.

"Faster... faster..."

Jiang Sile turned around with a smile and shouted to A Yishi.

Ayi held the reins, and the horse seemed to be spiritual and ran faster.The rushing wind messed up her bun, but Jiang Sile didn't care.

She only cares about the person behind her, the person she loves.

"Ayishi..."

The horse gently slowed down, allowing Jiang Sile's light voice to reach A Yishi's ears.

A Yi made a low "hmm" sound, but his eyes always looked at Jiang Sile who was sitting in front of him involuntarily.

"I really want...I really want to live like this forever, with you, together..."

Jiang Sile's voice stirred Ayi Shi's heart with the spring breeze, trembling but becoming more and more fulfilling.

He didn't know how to reply, and his hand on the reins tightened. Apart from all the identities on his body, it seemed that he was just a clumsy person, so clumsy that he even forgot to respond to his lover.

When Jiang Sile couldn't hear the reply for a long time, he turned around and saw A Yi, who was smiling softly and looking a little silly.

Silly... This word has never appeared on Ayishi before, and Jiang Sile didn't think it was a complimentary word in the past, but now it seems that everything has become sweeter than the honey brewed by the bees.

Ayi felt a little panicked when Jiang Sile was watching him. He wanted to open his mouth several times, but stopped before he could make any sound.

In the end, he could only squeeze out one sentence: "Well, I want to be with Anle...always..."

Jiang Sile's smile became even wider.Her cheeks were slightly red, like a peach blossom that had just bloomed in spring, dazzling.A white hand caressed the dark horse's forehead.

The horse seemed to miss the grassland, raising its hooves and trampling on the grass with restraint.

After waiting and running for a few more laps, when the two of them got off the horse, they both seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, with handsome smiles on their faces.

The grassland was not big, so the two of them walked slowly, and the horse did not need them to hold the reins, and just ate the fresh green grass on the grass.

From time to time, someone would run past them on horseback, making cheerful laughter or shouts.

Jiang Sile turned his head to the left and looked over. The people he brought out were happy on every face.

Especially Wu Qi. This guy must have been holding back his laughter at home for a long time. He laughed the loudest and almost startled the horse he was sitting on.

Fortunately, he remembered to sign the reins, otherwise, Jiang Sile had no doubt that the horse under him wanted to give him a ride.

For example, sudden acceleration and jumping are probably enough to cause a novice rider to stumble, but if this person is a black rider, it will be another matter.

People who grow up with horses on the grassland seem to be superior in riding skills.

Without saddles and stirrups, few people would be able to compete with the Qingyi people on horseback.

But seeing everyone happy, Jiang Sile's goal had been achieved.

Finally, when Jiang Sile got tired from walking, he took A Yishi's hand and found a place to lie down and rest.

The tip of his nose smelled the aroma of green grass, and when the breeze blew gently, it also had a bit of coolness, which made Jiang Sile shrink his neck subconsciously.

At this time, a pair of hands hugged her into a warm chest.

Jiang Sile raised his head slightly and met A Yi's dark eyes. Those eyes seemed to have magic power, making people fall in love unconsciously.

Ayi took her slightly cold fingers and held her whole hand.Compared with A Yishi's palm, her hand was much smaller and slender, like catkin.

This reminded A Yishi in a trance when he was a child, when his teacher taught them Daxia's Book of Songs.

This made A Yishi couldn't help but think that the beauty with "hands like catkins and skin like gelatin" mentioned in the Book of Songs seemed to be a beauty like Anle.

"The person being praised here is Zhuang Jiang, the wife of Duke Wei Zhuang. She seems to be a beauty as good as Xi Shi?"

Jiang Sile said calmly.

Only then did A Yi realize that he had just uttered the verse in a daze, his face turned red, and even the tips of his ears turned red.

"Um……"

He didn't know what to say, so he just hummed stupidly.

Jiang Sile felt the warmth in his hands coming towards him. It was very warm, just like the feeling A Yi had given her all along.

Jiang Sile couldn't help but turn her head slightly, and the breeze blew her hair playfully onto A Yishi's face, bringing with it the slight fragrance.

On the other side, the man who was riding the horse was so satisfied that he gradually let go of the reins and swayed on the horse's back, feeling the touch of the breeze.

This year's spring seems to be more beautiful, not affected by the cold winter.

Apart from their group, there were other people walking nearby, chatting in twos and threes.