Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, Diao Chan came to the door with her daughter.

After Yue Fei and Yang Ye took office.

Immediately according to the previous actions in Taishan, he began to buy people's hearts on a large scale.

Due to the bumper harvest in Yanzhou this year, they are not short of grain and grass, and they take out some grain casually, and the people everywhere are grateful to Dade.

Soon, Han Yi's name was played in Yanzhou.

Land measurement and planning are carried out in turn.

But!

These are laying the groundwork for next year's land reform.

What they're really doing right now is helping people repair their houses.

It's just that because the time is too late, and it is difficult for the craftsmen to gather in a short period of time.

The rest of the counties except Taishan really only repaired houses, not built houses.

In view of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was in the Xiaoice River period, which was rare in history, especially in winter, and the cold outside the pavilion.

Therefore, Han Yi summoned the giant Shen Wansan from the system and ordered him to form a caravan to sell cattle, sheep, and horses to the north in case of emergency!

Of course!

In fact, Han Yi can buy it through the system.

But most of his family value has been used to upgrade buildings.

There are not many left, and they can't solve the problem of the people surviving the winter, so they can only open commerce.

Time flies.

The sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye.

In late autumn and early winter, the wind is cold.

Over the city of Bonggao.

Streams of green smoke floated up to the clouds, becoming the only scenery in the whole country.

In the state pastoral house.

Yingbao pointed to the curling green smoke and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Ying'er didn't lie to you, right? The house that my father repaired is really warm in winter!"

"Yes, yes!"

Wang Yun smiled and nodded: "Our Ying'er is the most well-behaved, how can we lie to grandpa! Didn't grandpa promise you, as long as you are free, you will definitely come to see you!"

Since Wang Yun recognized Han Yi.

Diao Chan often wrote letters to Chang'an.

In the letter, the development of Tarzan is sometimes mentioned.

In addition, Yingbao often writes to Wang Yun to express his longing.

Wang Yun, the old fox, was also really curious, so he took advantage of nothing to do and rushed to Mount Tai.

Of course!

Along with it, there is also Cai Yong.

Cai Yong is worried about the cold in winter, and Cai Yan is pregnant again, so she is afraid that she will not be able to stand it.

Therefore, I came here to think about whether I could bring it back to Chang'an, survive this winter stably, and then come back.

But when they got to Tarzan.

All worries are unnecessary!

Mount Tai is as warm as spring, even more enviable than Chang'an, and more enviable than the prosperous Ruoyang before.

Cai Yong pinched a wisp of goatee under his chin: "Zishi, I really have a feeling that I will never forget for a day here, to be honest, Jiaheng used to say that the house would be warm in winter and cool in summer, I still don't believe it!"

"But now ......"

Cai Yong exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and said with joy on his face: "I really believe it!"

"yes!"

Wang Yun also sighed with emotion: "Who would have thought that Jiaheng would really do it, don't hide it, I can't bear to leave, although there is a charcoal fire in Chang'an in winter, how can it be compared with Mount Tai!"

"I don't know. "

Speaking of this, the corners of Wang Yun's lips raised slightly: "If the magnates of Chang'an know that Taishan is an ordinary person who lives better than them, what will they think in their hearts?"

"Hahaha!"

Wang Yun and Cai Yong looked at each other and smiled.

"Grandpa!"

Ying Bao immediately interjected: "Do you know? I admire my father the most, until now, I still remember a poem he sang, probably because of this poem, he made Taishan like this!"

"Oh?"

Wang Yun was curious: "Does Ying'er know what kind of poem it is?"

Ying Bao nodded affirmatively: "Ying'er recites it to the master!"

Wang Yun snorted: "Okay!"

"Ahem!"

Ying Bao learned the shelf of the children's poems in the primary school: "The high wind roars in August and autumn, rolls the triple thatch on my house, the grass flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, the tall one hangs on the top of the long forest, and the lower one floats to the sinking pond pass." "

“......"

"The wind is dark and the clouds are dark, and the desert is dark in autumn. "

“......"

"There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy! The wind and rain do not move, and they are as safe as the mountains. Whew! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death alone!"

After hearing this, Cai Yong's heart sank.

Think back then.

He was exiled to the bitter cold land of Shuofang for the sake of sin.

Han Yi's description of this poem immediately evoked his memories back then.

Whenever you are hungry in the cold.

That kind of pain made him even feel the urge to die!

In contrast!

Although Han Yi was also in pain, his realm seemed to be at a higher level!

"It's a good sentence 'There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy', it seems that Jiaheng can make Mount Tai into what it is now, and it is inseparable from the previous experience!"

Cai Yong let out a long breath: "This kid, if he can have his current achievements, he must have suffered a lot!"

After speaking, Wang Yun's face was a little unbearable: "This matter depends on me, if I could agree that he would be with the cicada, I guess he would not have lived, so hungry and cold." "

"Zishi!"

"Don't blame yourself. "

Cai Yong waved his hand and said softly: "Actually, I can't blame you, if it was Jiaheng at the beginning, maybe I would have chosen like you, after all, it is my own daughter, how can I rest assured!"

"yes!"

Wang Yun nodded: "I wronged Jiaheng!"

"Father-in-law~~"

Not far away, Han Yi's voice came: "Why are you standing here? Go back to the house, how warm it is in the house!"

Wang Yun turned his head to look at Han Yi and said with guilt on his face: "Jiaheng, do you hate me? If I had agreed to marry you to Cicada, you wouldn't have suffered so much!"

"Suffering?"

Han Yi frowned: "What bitterness?"

He just felt a little inexplicable.

In the blink of an eye, the two fathers-in-law seem to have changed.

"Jiaheng!"

Cai Yong let out a long breath: "If you weren't starving and cold, how could you make Mount Tai like this?"

"I'll ...... Wherever I Want"

Han Yi was about to refute, when he suddenly remembered something, and turned to stare at Yingbao: "Ying'er, did you say something to grandpa?"

Ying Bao was also puzzled: "No, I just chanted a poem written by my father to my grandfather." "

"Poetry?"

Han Yi was even more puzzled.

What kind of poetry can make the two of them so sentimental.

In particular, Wang Yun, the old fox, almost shed crocodile tears.

Wozh!

This poem is a bit awesome.

"Jiaheng!"

Cai Yong let out a long breath: "The sentence 'There are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy', but did you do it?"

Suddenly, Han Yi suddenly realized that it was this poem.

Reminiscent of today's Mount Tai.

And with the lethality of this poem!

Mother's!

It's no wonder if it doesn't explode!

Wang Yun was full of guilt: "Jiaheng, I made you suffer!"

Han Yi smiled indifferently: "It's okay, aren't I pretty good now, I have long forgotten those things." "

can make Wang Yun, the old guy, feel guilty about himself.

It's simply ......

What a pie in the sky!

After all, he is close to the center of power, and if there is something good in the future, he will definitely cling to himself!

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