The winter sun is warm, the residual snow melts, after the first day, although the weather is still very cold, but the air has a little spring, if you look carefully, there is already a slight green on the grass between the trees.

After a winter of basic preparations and storage of various materials, the former empty and somewhat desolate Changle Plateau has become very different.

The prisoners who were transported to Chang'an from all over the world were escorted here in batches and began to live a life of hard labor.

Later people always felt that this incident slightly damaged the reputation of the Yuan Duke, so it was not recorded in the official history, but according to many wild histories, in the first few years, there were more than 20,000 so-called people in the rivers and lakes who had been "reformed through labor" on this land.

The "labor reform", a punitive measure first proposed by the Marquis of Changle, was adopted by the imperial court because it was very practical, and was later recorded in the laws of the Han Dynasty, and has since become a basis and regulation.

On a high slope, looking at the large houses built near and far and the prototype of many workshops, the crown prince Liu Ju, who was riding alone on a horse for the first time, temporarily forgot his timidity just now and became a little excited.

This is the first time he has been out of Weiyang Palace since he was canonized as the crown prince, and the change of identity followed by the difference in treatment. At this time, there were a large number of palace guards in front of him, as well as more than a dozen masters belonging to Xifengwei, and three hundred elite horsemen of the Lin Army. Layers of clusters surrounded him to protect him tightly.

But the little prince didn't like or get used to the feeling of so many people around him.

In his heart, as long as the person riding on the jade horse was by his side, he didn't have to be afraid of anything! What's more, there is also uncle Wei Qing here.

Of course, the person on the jade horse is the owner of this land, Yuan Zhao, he is wearing a more formal robe today, which is properly cut, trimmed and fitted, and looks even more waist-bound, very handsome, of course, this is from Su Hongyun's handwriting.

After coming to this era for so long, his hair has grown long, black and shiny, like ink. He was impatient to be wrapped in a cloth towel like the people here, so he only tied a wooden hairpin behind his head, floating around his neck and shoulders.

There are many things and people in this world, which are so magical. The familiar people around him are more and more discovering that Changle Hou Yuanzhao, who has started to do things, is obviously different from before.

Similar to the green that slowly looms on the tip of this grass, and like a sword in a box, Yuan Zhao's body seems to have a hidden edge that gradually reveals a faint outline.

When did this change begin...... Is it from the day when Chen Ce and the Marquis opened his mansion in the Golden Palace? Or from the time when he raised his sword and shocked thousands of armies?

At this time, listening to him pointing out and talking eloquently everywhere below, the old scholar in the green robe standing not far behind him had a smile on his face, his hand was brushing his beard, and he was full of appreciation.

I was not mistaken, the little marquis is really a person who has the same character as his teacher in some aspects. If you really can't enter the court in the future to display your ambitions, then it seems to be a good choice to stay by the little marquis's side and help him make a career.

Yuan Zhao naturally didn't know what the master father was thinking, he was smiling respectfully on his face, listening to the teachings of the retired old prime minister.

"Don't just talk about that, boy! The money that the old man raised for you is to be reciprocated. At that time, don't let me lose everything, and point to these old men to earn some pension money. Ha ha! ”

"How can that! You can rest assured. If you really don't have any money at that time, you must be taken to the boy's house for dinner. Hey. ”

The two Hou masters, one old and one young, answered wittily, both in a joking tone, and the people around them also laughed.

Since this Dou Ying resigned as prime minister, he has taken off his trivial affairs, and he is happy and leisurely, and his temperament seems to have returned to a bit of boldness in his youth.

Every day, in addition to talking and feasting, indulging in heavy drinking, it is to accompany a group of soldiers in the past, out of Chang'an City to go hunting in Zhongnan Mountain. And every time I come back, I must pass through Changle Plateau to take a look. In the name of beauty, it is to see if the money he handed over to Yuan Zhao has been wasted.

In fact, Yuan Zhao naturally understood in his heart that this old man Dou was cold and hot, this was a good impression of himself, and he was grateful for it.

Today it is a coincidence, their group of generals in the army went to Zhongnan Mountain to hunt and returned, harvested a lot, and when they came to Changle Plateau to ask for a glass of wine, they met a large group of people from Chang'an from the prince Liu Ju.

Although Liu Ju is already the crown prince and has the distinction between monarchs and ministers, in front of these older generation of court heroes, he can't hold it up at all. It is the first salute of the monarch and the minister, and then the salute of the younger generation to worship the elders.

This group of veterans is still very satisfied with this polite child, most of them are upright people, and they have less contact with the intrigues in the court, so the atmosphere is harmonious, and a large group of people are together, and they look around on the Changle Plateau, pointing and talking, and they are very happy.

Since they are all bold people, a meal of wine is inevitable. Freshly hunted prey, after a winter of raising, is the time when the meat is delicious and tender. The cauldron was set up to boil the slaughtered meat, and a fat sheep was roasted on the shelf.

Yuan Zhao sent Cui Hong to the Wei River to hunt two fresh fish and personally made two steamed fish.

The freshly brewed hot spirits, the fragrant delicacies, and the people who sat around were very happy.

When the wine is hot, there is a proud veteran who wears his shirt and dances with his sword. Some people even stopped beating the lamp and sang generously.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to ...... Yin Mountain! ”

Several cycles, all voices are in harmony, and the aftersound surrounds the mountains and forests, endlessly.

Everyone around was infected by this atmosphere and cheered loudly! Even the soldiers of the cavalry battalion patrolling in the distance tapped their breastplates with the hilts of their swords to add to the sound.

The voice came from afar, and many of the "labor prisoners" who were resting in the gap created seemed to have been touched by some feelings, and looked at this side blankly, with envious expressions on their faces.

After another round of drinking, Dou Ying glanced at the people who were drinking with red faces and excited excitement, as if he had thought of something, and slapped Yuan Zhao beside him.

"Boy, the old man just remembered, didn't you write these few sentences? It was written to ...... on the same day Is General Lee's right? ”

"Huh? It's the kid who scribbled, hehe. ”

Hearing Dou Ying's loud voice just now, the people around him temporarily quieted down and listened to them. At this time, I couldn't help but be surprised to hear that this poem was written by Changle Hou!

This poem has flowed out of the palace and has been widely circulated in the world, because of its heroic spirit, especially in the army, everyone likes it, but few people know that it was originally written by this little marquis.

But I saw Dou Ying wave his big hand: "Then since Li Guang can get such praise, he has obtained it by his true ability, and he is worthy of his name, and he has nothing to say." But you kid can't favor one over the other, can't you write a few words for your help with the help of the old man! Huh?"

"Of course, it is difficult for the old man to repay the kindness of the kid, in this case, the kid has a few words, but it is the most suitable for today's situation."

"Boy, you can't just fool my old man, everyone is watching here!"

"Never dare to be perfunctory, the kid will definitely satisfy you."

"Okay, let's calm down for a while, and help the old man evaluate it for a while, but I can't let him pass the test in confusion. Hum. ”

The people around listened to this answer, and they all listened quietly, waiting for the masterpiece. And Xiaoice and Cui Hong heard that the master was going to write those exciting sentences again, so they hurriedly found pen and ink, and put them in front of the master father who had already rolled up his sleeves, ready to record.

Yuan Zhao thought about it for a while, but remembered that a famous poem was somewhat similar to today's situation, and he couldn't say that he had to change it and steal it. I guess that Su Shi Lao'er has no ability to cross over to ask for royalties, hehe!

I saw Changle Hou walk to the open space between the banquets, tuck the hem of his robe at his waist, take a wine glass in one hand, and turn around to signal the old generals to drink, and a generous sentence came out casually.

"The old man talks about juvenile madness, leading Huang on the left and Qingcang on the right. Brocade hat mink fur, thousands of horses roll flat gang. In order to report the head of the entourage of the city, shoot the tiger in person and watch the son. The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”

After a chant, someone at the banquet had already hit the case and shouted "Okay!" ”。

But when I saw that the cup was turned over and the ink was flowing, the master father Mr. Yan had already jumped up and praised it loudly.

The little prince Liu Ju looked at Yuan Zhao with envy, and he was only thinking in his heart, if his mother and uncle taught him to have a good relationship with Brother Yuan, it would not be wrong! He is not only strong in martial arts, but also has a splendid chest. How lucky I was to be friends with him.

Although Dou Ying and the more than ten old generals were born as martial artists, the meaning of the word was easy to understand, and it was in line with their state of mind.

After cheering and praising one after another, Dou Ying raised his wine glass and drank it all with Yuan Zhao and everyone, and he was proud.

"Boy, sure enough, there are hills and valleys in your chest, and the weather is myriad. This good sentence is talking about the old man's heart, and it is not in vain to have high hopes for you. The old man took it! Hahaha. ”

Yuan Zhao was ashamed, and hurriedly thanked him, saying that the kid could not dare to have such a good reputation. Others only regard him as modest, and they value him even more because he has such a character at a young age.

But I heard Dou Ying sigh slightly, turned to Yuan Zhao, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the prince sitting next to him.

"Boy, even if you are a genius, you must remember that you must take the road in the future well, and you must not be arrogant and arrogant, and there is no one in your eyes. We're all old! And you still have a long way to go, and perhaps in a few years, the task of assisting the Han family and pacifying the society will be provoked on your shoulders. And don't be negligent! ”

These words, spoken from the mouth of this loyal old minister of the Three Dynasties, are particularly heavy. Yuan Zhao hurriedly bowed down to be taught, and Xiao Liu Ju also stood up and gave a salute to show respect.

"It's just...... Even that Feng Tang, you even know? But it's amazing. He is a talent, but unfortunately in the previous dynasty, the luck was not good, because several things missed the future, and he never got the opportunity to display his ambitions, and he was old enough. When His Majesty ascended the throne, when he heard that someone had spoken of his name and sent someone to edict him to meet him, he was already eighty years old and decrepit! Alas....... ”

Time is like electricity, the white horse passes by, the years are never forgiving, the twilight is coming, and the world adds a lot of melancholy ......!