Chapter 551 Li Shimin: It Is My Sect’s Tradition to Be Afraid of My Wife, It Is Not Shameful! [Ask for Monthly Votes]

In Journey to the West, Wukong came to Chang'an City with various treasures. As soon as the clouds fell, he met Yuan Shoucheng who led the people to build the Nuwa Temple.

"I've met the Great Sage. What kind of wind blew you to Chang'an?"

"I came to see His Majesty the King of Tang. Has he returned to Chang'an from Yanchi in Hedong?"

"Great Sage, Your Majesty has finally left the palace. He plans to visit the surrounding areas with the Queen and will return to Chang'an in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Wukong planned to fly to the east of the river.

It is easy for others to enrich their own pockets when it comes to helping the poor, and a powerful person needs to be responsible. Otherwise, a good meritorious deed will end up being a waste of money, and may reap a lot of bad consequences.

Seeing that the Nuwa Temple was half built, Wukong asked Yuan Shoucheng:

"When this temple is completed, remember to let me know. If you can't be contacted, just burn incense and pray to Erlang Xianshengzhenjun, and he will notify me."

"Don't worry, Xiaodao will definitely inform the Great Sage."

Wukong flew up again and somersaulted to the Sushui River not far from the Hedong Salt Pond. Li Shimin, who had had a half-day of leisure, was squatting by the river fishing with a carbon fiber fishing rod under the setting sun.

Queen Changsun was sitting on a fishing horse, fanning Li Shimin. Not far away, Yuchi Gong led the palace guards to protect the area tightly. The most exaggerated thing was Wei Zheng, who floated in the air with his sword. Once there is movement in the water, we will directly kill it.

Since the last sudden attack by the little dragon in the salt pond, the defense around Li Shimin has reached a new level.

Wukong floated down from mid-air and greeted warmly:

"Your Majesty, how was the fish?"

Seeing that Wukong was coming, Li Shimin quickly said:

"It's a bit late. The nest material has just been put out not long ago and the nest has not yet been made."

Wukong had watched a lot of fishing-related videos and knew that Li Shimin said this because he hadn't caught any fish yet. He knew everything the air force guy said.

Empress Changsun picked up a thermos bottle next to her, poured out a cup of chilled sour plum soup and handed it to Wukong with both hands:

"This is the sour plum soup I made myself to quench the thirst of the great sage."

"Thank you, Madam, I am very thirsty. This sour plum soup is very sweet at first glance."

Wukong took the cup and drank it in one gulp, and then got down to business:

"Master and I have just arrived at Guanyin Temple. The temple is magnificent. Uncle Ksitigarbha has removed all the gold and jewelery shells inside. The gold has been sent to the real world. Master asked me to send all the remaining treasures over and let His Majesty fold them. Change it into money and use it specifically to help poor people.”

When Li Shimin heard this, he no longer cared about fishing:

"For such important matters involving merit and virtue, a reliable person must be chosen to take charge."

After speaking, he stroked his beard, and just as he was about to think of candidates, Empress Changsun suddenly said:

"Why don't you leave it to me? It's been boring in the palace all day, so I can go out for a walk to relax... What's that look in your eyes, Li Erlang? Do you think I can't do it?"

Li Shimin quickly said:

"I'm a little surprised that you took the initiative to do this kind of thing. I don't mean anything else... Let's do this. When we catch a big fish, I will personally cook sweet and sour fish for you. How about it? My disciples are all good at cooking delicious food. of."

Wukong did not expect that the decisive and decisive Li Shimin would be so henpecked, nor did he expect that the soft and weak Empress Zhangsun would be so arrogant and arrogant in front of Li Shimin.

Li Shimin took out a small box from the fishing box, opened it, took out a Mi San Dao and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fish did not speak, but the man spoke first.

While he was eating, Queen Changsun took out some snacks from another box and gave them to Wukong, but Wukong waved his hand and didn't take them. He basically didn't touch anything except fruits.

Li Shimin took the opportunity to taste two pieces of dim sum, and then said:

"Leave this matter to Guanyin...Leave it to the queen. You can also call on the wealthy families in Chang'an to donate money together. It's a matter of merit. If anyone can't figure it out, just stay at home and look after the gate when you go to war in the future."

He originally wanted to call Empress Changsun by her nickname, Guanyin Maid, as he had done in the past, but thinking about the incompatibility with that side now, it was better to change her name to a different name, so as not to increase the merits and mental power of Guanyin.

After being called Guanyin's maid for so many years, she finally passed away early. However, this time she went to the underworld and her life was extended. Even her body was healed by the dates sent by Ksitigarbha.

Li Shimin got tired from squatting, so he sat directly on the fishing box, asked about the customs and customs in the west of Liangjie Mountain, and then said:

"I have asked Qin Qiong to take the post of Marshal of the Western Expedition, and Su Dingfang to be the deputy marshal, who will lead the army out of Liangjie Mountain and march all the way to the west; Li Jing, as the general manager of the march, will temporarily take charge of the Hezhou Guard, and provide food, grass, soldiers and horses from the five nearby states. , and civilians are at his disposal... Cheng Zhijie and others are having a temper in Chang'an, so I stay here and go back in two days to avoid coaxing those soldiers. "

How many years have passed since the Tang Dynasty bared its fangs again and wanted to expand its territory and conquer foreign tribes? The civil servants and generals in the court were all gearing up to earn military glory.

It is also interesting to say that although the Tang Dynasty had a clear distinction between civil and military forces compared to the Han Dynasty, the civil servants of the Tang Dynasty did not object to war at all.

Occasionally, I object to sending troops, but I just feel that the food, grass, and armor are insufficient, and I hope that Your Majesty will accumulate strength before sending troops.

So the two factions in the Tang Dynasty are very subtle.

The main war faction: Can’t wait for a moment, lead the troops to send troops immediately!

Opposition: The treasury is empty, it is best to wait before sending troops!

If the leader of the Song Dynasty was sent to the Tang Dynasty, he would not be able to survive even a court meeting, and he would be killed on the spot by a coalition of civil servants and generals.

After learning all this, Wukong talked about the Guanyin Temple controlling nearly one million acres of arable land, and also talked about the Black Bear Demon's good friend Bai Xiucai.

Li Shimin stroked his beard and said:

"In my Tang Dynasty, there are Turks, Tatars, and Persians serving as officials, but there are really no demons serving as officials... Wukong can investigate this Bai Xiucai again. If it is really possible, I will personally issue an order to appoint him as the local governor."

Empress Changsun poured some sour plum soup for the two of them:

"The surname Bai is not bad, but the name Xiucai is very inappropriate. You can give him a name when issuing an order."

Li Shimin was in a playful mood:

"Okay, then I will give him the name Bai Juyi."

As soon as he finished speaking, Empress Changsun, who had already finished reading the General History of China, patted him gently:

"Don't be naughty, be careful that he will write you a "Song of Everlasting Regret" in the future."

Li Shimin became serious:

"I hope he can abide by the basics of being an official and be kind and righteous... Let's call him Bai Shouren. If he can hold on until the army arrives, I will transfer him to manage the capital area."

Wukong finished speaking everything, opened the cloth bag on his waist, took out all the gold and pearls inside, and gave Li Shimin five boxes of canned fruit.

Seeing that there were desserts, Li Shimin no longer paid attention to fishing, and quickly opened one to start tasting, and specially picked out a cherry to feed Empress Changsun.

"This is the rule of my school, I must be good to my wife."

Wukong: "..."

This is the first time someone has described being afraid of his wife so fresh and refined.

He didn't disturb the two of them for long, and said goodbye and flew away directly.

Back at the Guanyin Zen Temple, it was already dark. The Black Bear followed the local customs and ate vegetarian meals with the monks in the temple. He also helped them clean up the ruins of the Guanyin Temple.

Seeing Wukong coming back, the Black Bear came over quickly:

"Brother, I went to the backyard to feed the horse just now, and the horse actually talked to me... Is Master the only mortal in our pilgrimage team?"

"Master doesn't count either. He is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a disciple of Buddha. When he obtains the true scriptures, he will achieve the true Buddhahood."

The journey to obtain the scriptures is a gilded journey. In fact, it can be regarded as the contribution of money and effort by various units. Under the leadership of Xuanzang, the project manager, the deficit in the account was balanced.

As for the future deficit, there will be the next catastrophe. Anyway, there will be a way when the car reaches the mountain, so there is no need to rush.

While Xuanzang has not returned yet, Wukong took out two cans of canned food and opened them. The two brothers each took a can, enjoying the delicious food while giving the little bear a lesson.

It was not until two hours later that Xuanzang returned to the real world on an electric tricycle, bringing some canned food and fruits, as well as some snacks.

"Your Highness heard that Wuming was going to hold a Buddhist clothing meeting, so he gave it to you specially for you to entertain guests tomorrow."

The black bear demon didn't expect such a good thing to happen, and thanked him repeatedly, with gratitude on his black bear face.

Xuanzang conveyed the instructions of the goddess Nuwa to the black bear demon, and after hearing it, Big Black quickly swore that he would obey the orders of the Queen Nuwa Palace.

Wukong put away all the fruits and snacks, and learned that Xuanzang would not be here tonight and would stay in the real world, so he flew away with the black bear demon and went to the Black Wind Cave to spend the night.

Xuanzang drove the electric tricycle back to the real world, charged the car first, and then went to the scenic spot with Li Yu. After waiting for a while near the statue, he finally met the boss of the construction team, Wang Chunxi.

The group went up the mountain, passed the viewing platform, and came to a slightly flat ridge.

Li Yu said to Wang Chunxi:

"The location is so small, don't build it in a nouveau riche style, and don't make it too exquisite, just a simple and ancient style."

"Okay, no problem, this place is indeed suitable for building a temple, and the ethereal artistic conception will be created immediately. After it is completed, the nearby viewing platform will probably be popular."

The two sides communicated and determined the size, style and statues of the temple. Most of the projects in this scenic area were done by Wang Chunxi, who knew these very well:

"I already have a rough idea of ​​what it will look like. I will bring people here in the afternoon to build a steel cable slide here to facilitate the transportation of materials. When the drawings come out, I will let you take a look first."

"Okay!"

When they came to the foot of the mountain, Wang Chunxi took out the standard contract from the car. After the two parties signed it, Li Yu paid part of the advance payment.

On the way back, people kept looking for Xuanzang to take pictures with him.

Compared with the past, Xuanzang has adapted a lot. When taking pictures, he will put his hands together or make some Buddhist gestures, and his cooperation is very high.

Back at the B&B, Li Yu said to him:

"In the original novel, Guanyin left Lingshan and went to Liusha River to find Sha Seng first, and then went to Yunzhan Cave to find Zhu Ganglie. The old pig wanted to change his ways, so he went to Gao Laozhuang to become a son-in-law. Now he has not gone to Gao Laozhuang, but is still eating people in Yunzhan Cave. You should be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

From the beginning of the subjugation of the black bear spirit, the plot has been very different from the original.

If the pilgrimage team followed the original plot and rushed to Gao Laozhuang to seek justice for Gao Cuilan, it would probably be empty-handed.

Xuanzang said:

"Don't worry, Holy Son, we will be careful."

As they were talking, Lu Bu came back from the Three Kingdoms world with excitement on his face:

"Wow, that pile driver is so useful. We got some wood and planted six huge piles in the river in a few seconds. Now Wenyuan is leading people to lay the bridge planks. After it is repaired, not to mention carriages, cars will have no problem passing through."

Li Yu thought it was better not to take risks:

"I have bought two large trucks of cement piles. They are quite strong. You can take them away first and build a few bridges there to gain experience. In the future, piles will be driven under important buildings to prevent them from collapsing."

During the Three Kingdoms period, when attacking a city, they often resorted to digging tunnels. They dug tunnels under the city wall and secretly opened gates inside the city. Once cement piles were available, they could drive cement piles with a higher density. If the opponent wanted to dig a tunnel, it would be difficult for them to do so. Probability will dig a well.

In the past, the water level was relatively shallow, and groundwater could be dug to a depth of several meters. The length of cement piles was generally more than eight meters. If you wanted to dig a tunnel, you had to dig through the surface water layer first. Who can do this?

Lu Bu took out a stick of honey from the refrigerator and said while eating:

"The small river ditch is simple, but the key is on the other side of the Yellow River. If the bridge can be built, the exchanges between the imperial court and Jiuyuan will become much more intensive, and economic and cultural exchanges will be more convenient."

As for the Yellow River, cement piles alone are not enough. It is estimated that some channel steel must be purchased and welded to the bridge piles to increase the strength of the bridge.

However, this requires electric welding technology, which is simply not possible at ordinary levels.

Everything takes time, and even if the real world fully provides supplies, the world in the book still has to have time to accumulate this professional knowledge.

Fortunately, everyone can afford to wait. If one generation fails, just wait for the next generation. As long as you persevere in training, you can always cultivate qualified technicians.

When Lu Bu reported this, the Full Moon Wine Festival at Sun Facai's house was being held lively in Chang'an City.

This time, even Liu Xie was present, and on behalf of the court, he gave Sun Mao a long-life lock made of pure gold. Unfortunately, the little guy didn't know the importance of gold yet. He only cared about feeding, sleeping after eating, and playing. Not very interested yet.

Cai Yong was very happy, thinking that his grandson had a pure temperament, was unfazed by favors and humiliations, and had an unlimited future.

However, while he was praising, Sun Facai said, "This kid is just like me when I was a kid." Cai Yong was so angry that he almost performed a full martial arts show in front of his relatives and friends.

He finally took advantage of this opportunity to let the great scholars in Chang'an praise his grandson, but as a result, his son-in-law jumped out to cause trouble.

If Sun Mao grew up to be as virtuous as his father, how could the great scholars praise him?

Sun Facai felt that his father-in-law's worries were completely unfounded. Xiao Mao'er was about to go on a visit to the Wa Palace on behalf of the whole family. He had started to follow the gods before weaning. How could the future be so different?

Besides, as the good grandson of Empress Nuwa, if he needs to be praised for being filial and honest in order to achieve something, then just open a small account. Sun Mao's account has no rescue value.

Many people in the court took advantage of the opportunity to have a big meal and drank a lot of wine.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to see the child, Zhuge Liang also secretly held Huang Yueying's hand, and then was photographed by Guo Jia, intending to use it as a handle to blackmail Prime Minister Zhuge at the critical moment.

Liu Xie also secretly brought Lu Lingqi some snacks, and gave all the cream cakes Lu Bu asked him to bring to Xiao Lingqi, which made the little girl very happy.

When Jia Xu was having a banquet, he deliberately sat with Sikong Zhang Xi and hinted to him that the imperial court would soon send an imperial envoy to announce the edict and award rewards to Huangfu Song, the governor of Xiliang.

As soon as he heard about the opportunity to go out, Zhang Xi immediately said that he had been very restless recently and wanted to visit the old general Huangfu. In this way, the imperial envoy had a candidate.

After confirming this, Jia Xu pointed to Sima Lang who was picking up vegetables not far away and said to Zhang Xi:

"Sima Boda once had a relationship with Tianshi Zhang. Sikong might as well take him with him and give him some tips along the way. When he meets Tianshi Zhang, he may be able to help you get some blessings."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wenhe, I will definitely get close to Sima Fang's son during this trip."

Here there is a lively feast, and over there in Xiliang, Huangfu Song is sitting in the small town of Linqiang, less than a hundred miles away from Qinghai Lake, warming himself by the fire.

All orders had been distributed, and the old general retreated to the city to wait for the good news.

He put the glutinous rice cakes given by him on the fire to heat, and just about to take a few bites, the door of the room was pushed open, and a strong wind mixed with snowflakes rushed into the room. Huangfu Song couldn't help but wrap up the scarf tied around his neck. asked:

"Why are you so panicked?"

An official from the Dudu Mansion bowed his hands and said:

"Old General, the nearby Xianbei tribe has taken the initiative to ask for orders to join us, the Han people, and be the vanguard to eliminate the Qiang people. They also said that they are responsible for all the food and fodder themselves. I just ask the old general to give them a chance to show their loyalty."

"Loyalty...are they worthy of talking about this?"

Huangfusong originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought about the fact that the army was all around Qinghai Lake to exterminate foreigners, and there were not many people in Jincheng County, he changed his mind:

"Take the statue of Master Zhang over and ask them to swear to the statue that the most ruthless tribe will be the vanguard to attack the main force of the Qiang people."

Engaged asked:

"General, isn't this too childish?"

"It's nothing but child's play, they'll find out after they take the oath."

Upon hearing this, he took the order and left, planning to take Zhang Daoling's statue to try.

After he left, Huangfu Song said to his son, who was acting as a clerk:

"Jian Shou, prepare a memorial saying that Jincheng is too far away to govern the Western Qiang area, and Linqiang City is too small to act as a deterrent. I hope the imperial court will approve the reconstruction of the new city to shock the surrounding Xiaoxiao."

Huangfu Jianshou quickly took notes and wrote down:

"Father, what name do you want to name the new city?"

Huangfusong raised his head and glanced at the map hanging on the wall:

"It's called Xining, which means peace in Western Xinjiang. Your Majesty will understand after reading it."

"Yes, father!"

Huangfu Song finished eating the glutinous rice cake, tied the wool scarf given by Liu Xie again, rubbed his temples, stood up with the help of the table, approached the wall, and stared at the modern map on the wall with deep affection in his eyes:

"There is still such a vast land covered in dust in the hands of foreigners, but my body can no longer bear it..."

He gently stroked the plateau on the map that was known as the roof of the world, turned his face and ordered:

"Jianshou, if I die one day, don't bury me back to my hometown, bury me At the Qinghai Lake, when you conquer the plateau in the future, remember to come to my grave and let me know, so that I can rest in peace in peace in the underworld!"

In the Wahuang Palace, the empress watched this scene and ordered Zhang Daoling:

"Extend Huangfu Song's life for a while, and take him to the plateau for a flight, so that he can see the beautiful mountains and rivers of China first and cheer up the old general."

"Yes, sir!"

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