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Chapter eight hundred and thirty fourth restart

This time, more than 100,000 troops were dispatched, spending millions of chunks of money to seize the land of the five states, which was barely considered to be a return to his capital.

However, if you add subsequent rewards, it is a complete loss-making war.

It’s a pity that I was looking forward to Shu, and Shu got it, but Longyou didn’t get it. There was no bridgehead to enter and exit Guanzhong. The recovery of Hanzhong was not as surprising as expected.

However, the meaning is extraordinary.

In decades, except for Later Shu, for the first time, other countries have dared to solve the tiger's beard in the Central Plains, allowing the whole world to see the muscles of the Tang Dynasty.

This proves to the world that the Tang Dynasty was not afraid of the Central Plains, did not hesitate to fight, and did not lose the power.

When the spring offensive was underway, thousands of monks and Taoists who went to Jiangning, Jiangxi and southern Fujian to conduct inspections and distribution households also began to carry out after the Chinese New Year.

Unlike ordinary Imperial College students, these monks and Taoists all play with faith, and their control over people's hearts is the top in this world. They promote their faith while saving households in the local area.

Then the landlord Haoyou dared not to make things difficult for them. Instead, he was respectful and was extremely fast in traveling to the field, and the effect was extraordinary.

If an ordinary Imperial College Student Inspection Area can have 50% of the facts, then monks and Taoists will have 70% or 80% of the faith in troubled times.

Just as Li Jia was talking about this matter, King Xuan Li Jun returned to the ancestral temple, which put the entire Changsha City in a different atmosphere.

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle!" After a complicated and long ritual sacrifice, Li Jia knelt piously. Fortunately, there was a cushion on her knees, otherwise she wouldn't be able to bear it. Poor Li Jun was too honest and his face turned a little pale.

"This is what I should do!" Li Jun said with a smile, dissatisfied with his old age.

Then the family dispersed.

At this time, Li Jia felt quite disgusted that her son was too young and did not help him share such a chore.

After a few days, Li Jia felt that the atmosphere in the capital was getting worse and wrong. She sent someone to inquire, but found out that many officials had formed the so-called patriarchal alliance, that is, the successor faction.

This matter must be his fault.

The Changsha Royal Palace has newly built a ancestral temple and is divided into two halls. The ancestral temples from Guangzhou are basically placed in the East Hall. Twenty emperors of the former Tang Dynasty were all enjoying sacrifices, which can be said to be full of benevolence and righteousness.

Compared with the four generations of his ancestors who were granted the title in the West Palace, they seemed lonely.

The emperor's behavior was naturally praised for his filial piety among the people, but it caused a turbulent wave in the officialdom.

There is nothing else. The emperor said that he would not succeed him, but he did not say anything clearly.

Confucianism ruled the world with clan law, and local clans also followed the clan rule as the criterion. Moreover, in troubled times, the clan rule became more and more solid. Only when clans unite can they escape the chaotic times.

The emperor's behavior is fundamentally arbitrary: there are so many emperors in the former Tang Dynasty who are the main sects, so how can you bear to let them die?

This is contrary to the patriarchal tradition.

In addition, Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty made a good start, so those Confucian scholars became more and more stubborn.

The war was raging before, so they naturally did not dare to harass the emperor, but now they have stopped and should fight.

"Let them connect, I want to see how many old and stubborn people are!"

Facing the report from the Imperial City Department, Li Jia didn't care. As long as she didn't connect with the army, the matter would not be big, and at most it would embarrass herself.

"As long as they don't involve the imperial guards, let them!" Li Jia said calmly: "After all, the older a person is, the more stubborn he is, the easier it is to cut off his head, but his thoughts cannot be banned!"

"No!" Liu Wen replied in a low voice.

"The capital is the best place in the world. The Imperial City Department cannot slacke in a moment. Their every move must be under surveillance. Don't even think so!"

The emperor said casually, feeling a hint of cold wind, and couldn't help but shrink his neck and asked, "How has Pan Chongche been doing these days?"

"After returning, Mr. Pan has not only taken his adopted son to the Imperial College to enroll in school, but also invited familiar generals to drink and have fun all day long!"

Liu Wen's heart moved and he hurriedly said.

"It's still open-minded, not afraid of favor and disgrace!"

Li Jia nodded and smiled, "The Five Army Governor's Office has always been a frugal miscellaneous officer, and there is no one in charge. He is the Left Army Governor anyway, so let him go!"

"This?" Liu Wen was a little surprised and said quickly: "These are all chores and literati activities. Mr. Pan has always been brave and asked him to go, it would be a bit inappropriate."

"Are you admonishing me?" Li Jia's face turned cold and said, "Why don't you know that the Imperial City Department has this responsibility?"

"Damn it—"

Liu Wen knelt down quickly. At this time, there was no friendship between the two of them for several years, or in other words, talking about friendship with the emperor was purely seeking death.

Repentance came out in his heart, and Liu Wen's forehead and back were covered with cold sweat. He was really confused. The emperor always hated the involvement in politics in the harem, but he actually violated this taboo.

"I will forgive you this time, don't have to do next time!"

The emperor snorted coldly and said, "Doing the Imperial City Department well is your greatest duty. Don't interfere with anything else!"

"I know!" Liu Wen kowtowed repeatedly.

"Get back!" the emperor said unhappy.

Liu Wen hurriedly stepped back, took a breath, and looked at the towering palace behind him: "We are so confused. We are with you as if we are with a tiger. I have forgotten these days in the past few years!"

As for Pan Chongche, since he returned to the capital, he opened the middle door and invited his friends to meet him. It was nothing more than that. He was the last banquet for the post-reward who was promoted to marquis. After all, he had no friends in Xichuan before.

Nearly half of the tens of thousands of imperial guards in Changsha Prefecture are the original Lingnan soldiers, and many of them are familiar with each other. Instead of walking in Xichuan brocade clothes at night, it is better to go to the capital to enjoy the scenery.

Of course, he knew the taboos, so the banquet has always been open and open, opening the middle door, and it seems open and upright.

On that day, he gave up drinking and had not yet had enough fun, but the generals and schools were already drunk. He sent someone to see him off. He was about to fall asleep when suddenly a guest came to visit him. After a closer question, he found that it was Jiu Tian Han, the Imperial College Priest.

He had just sent his son to the Imperial College a few days ago. When he met, he knew that he was a gentleman. When he came to visit, he guessed in his heart that his son had committed a crime and couldn't help but feel angry:

"I actually had a great time to come here, but the dog son made a mistake? I had to break his leg!"

As he said that, he looked around, and only an old man was alone, and his son could not see him, which made him particularly puzzled.

"Mr. Marquis, don't say this. The noble son has always been smart. The doctors in the Imperial Academy have also praised him. I am not for this in the future!"

Tian Han shook his head and signaled him to close the door. Then he sat down. Looking at the tea and looking at Pan Chongche on the waist, who would have thought that such an ordinary general could be a eunuch. When fighting a war, he would be even more powerful than a real man.
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