Chapter 1122

After arriving at Yan'an Mansion, I had a good night's rest, and set off again the next day, continuing to go south, the wide and straight cement straight road, like a smooth road to the sky, even in a rainy season like summer, can not delay the way home.

After every heavy rain, the blue-gray cement straight road will become more and more clean and tidy, and the pedestrians, business travelers, horse-drawn carriages, and ox carts are endless, a lively and busy scene.

The further south you go, the denser the concrete straight road becomes, and the only fortunate thing is that Wang Yang asked the cement straight to be wide enough to fully meet the demand.

In addition, the cement pier in the middle separates the cement straight from the left and right, and there is almost no congestion......

When Wang Yang marched with the army and arrived in the Huan and Qing areas, it took more than a month of effort, and now, the wide and straight cement straight road is not only convenient and smooth, but more importantly, it also shortens the road.

When Wang Yang and his entourage entered Zhongmu, which was close to Bianliang, Tokyo, it only took 17 days.

The closer I got to home, the hotter my mood became, but fortunately, at this time, Master Li was only in the middle of pregnancy, and he was still able to support it.

After Zhongmu rested for a day and a night, the fatigue of the long-term trip finally subsided slightly, and then he continued to march towards Bianliang.

It was just when he was able to see the towering city of Bianliang City in Tokyo that the military commander who led the team forward rushed to Wang Yang's carriage.

"The ...... in the palace Hey? It turned out to be a pony father-in-law, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've grown up. As soon as Wang Yang poked his head out, he saw the little white-faced eunuch riding a horse beside Wu Tongzhi, and couldn't help grinning.

Ma Gonggong, who had been in front of these Yuan Youjia riders, saw Wang Yang's familiar face and the usual complaining tone, and the mood that was originally happy to meet collapsed instantly.

"Lord Wang, don't bury our family, what, please come over with our family." Ma Gonggong could only jump off the horse with a wry smile, and after giving Wang Yang a respectful salute, he stepped forward and said.

Seeing Wang Yang's puzzled gaze, Ma Gonggong didn't hide it, and explained directly. "The official family came out of the light car, and the car was driven at the tea shop not far in front."

"Well, that's an honor, isn't it?" Wang Yang glanced at the direction of Kaifeng City, and only heard that the Son of Heaven greeted the meritorious ministers ten miles out of the city, and this special one was almost twenty miles, right?

His weight in the heart of the Son of Heaven is really a bit too heavy, but Wang Daguan's heart is very warm.

After informing the three virtuous wives in the carriage, Wang Yang rode his horse and Ma Gonggong to go first, while Yuan Youjia continued to escort the convoy and slowly moved forward.

After moving forward, Wang Yang saw a pavilion in an open space next to a tea shop next to a wide straight road, where a young man in a blue-gray silk robe and an old man with a long beard and belly were sitting together and drinking slowly.

Around the pavilion, standing or sitting, there are more than 100 guards with swords and bows scattered around. The vendors who came and went here to rest could naturally sense the difference between the two, but in the face of those guards with unkind expressions and hideous faces, they didn't have the slightest intention of getting close to join in the fun.

Just when Wang Yang's eyes fell into the pavilion, the young man in the pavilion was looking a little anxious and raised his eyes to look west from time to time, and when he saw Wang Yang rushing towards this side surrounded by Ma Shang and more than ten guards, he couldn't help but show joy on his face, threw down the chess pieces in his hand and stood up.

Then he walked a few steps and came to the edge of the pavilion, only then did he barely stop, but watching Wang Yang get closer and closer, the smile on his face became more and more bright.

"Minister Wang Yang sees Your Majesty......" Wang Yang rode his horse to a place where there were still more than 20 steps away from the pavilion, then turned over and jumped off the horse, and after striding to the bottom of the steps, he bowed deeply.

"Mr. Wushan, don't do this, please get up quickly," Wang Yang had just bent his knees, and he felt a pair of powerful big hands supporting his arms.

"After a few years, Mr.'s face has not changed, and he looks more and more sturdy and majestic......" After helping Wang Yang, Zhao Xu, the son of heaven who is 1.7 meters tall, took a step back and looked at this tall and handsome Wang Yang Wang Daguan, who is 1.85 meters tall and handsome, has really not changed at all.

"Your Majesty, you are also ......" Wang Yang smiled, saw Su Dongpo, the old driver beside the Son of Heaven, came to the front with a smile, and hurriedly gave the old driver a salute.

"Weichen returned to Beijing to recuperate, I didn't expect Your Majesty to greet you in person, and the minister was really a little flattered." When he arrived at the pavilion and sat down, Wang Yang took a sip of tea and moistened his throat, and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

"Wang Yang, you kid, don't lose Your Majesty's love for you, this is twenty miles out of the city, this kind of treatment is really an unprecedented honor in history." Su Dongpo next to him is also envious, jealous and hateful.

"That's certain, the ministers are all from the Great Song Dynasty in this life, and they will definitely cry for Your Majesty and the Great Song Dynasty, and they dare not slack off." Wang Yang looked at this old thing, his neck was raised, and he looked heroic and heroic, and he was very pleased to see the Son of Heaven.

Zhao Xu, the son of heaven, said happily. "Okay, okay, what Mr. has done for Da Song, I don't know, this time I went out of the city to greet me, just to give Mr. a surprise, besides, I still have a lot of words, I want to have a good chat with Mr. in person, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have a chance during this time."

Hearing this, Wang Yang's heart was even warmer, the Son of Heaven Zhao Xu first had a title of the word "I", which meant that in his heart, Wang Yang was his deacon.

After that, it was I who called myself like this, what does this mean, and it represents the importance that the Son of Heaven attaches to the friendship between the two.

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"Sir, this time, for the sake of my Great Song face, I have made such a sacrifice, and I am both relieved and sad in my heart. Mr. has done so many things in North Shaanxi Road, so that the land of Liuzhou on North Shaanxi Road, which was originally uninhabited and full of broken walls and rafters, has become Saibei Jiangnan. ”

"This kind of feat, but there is no reward, I am very sorry in my heart, huh...... After returning to Beijing, please take a good rest. But please don't rest too long, sir, because I am a big song, because I need you. ”

"Actually, the minister doesn't need to rest, just to hide people's eyes, then it's good to rest for ten days." Wang Yang smashed his mouth, for fear that the Son of Heaven would really take him pretending to be sick seriously.

With an excellent social elite like himself who feels pain when he is idle, he really can't live too long in his spare time.

Hearing Wang Yang's answer, Zhao Xu, the son of heaven, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that Mr. Wushan made sacrifices for the Great Song Dynasty, but at least he didn't blame himself for it.

"That's great. It's just that I don't know if Mr. wants to enter the three provinces, the sixth ministry, or the Privy Council after returning to Beijing? ”

Wang Yang heard this, looked at the enthusiastic gaze of Zhao Xu, the Son of Heaven, and after a little groaning, he slowly shook his head. "Your Majesty, these places are not suitable for ministers."