Chapter 374: Peace in the 800-Li Qinchuan

Chang'an now has the biggest impression of "chaos" for Jian Yong.

But this kind of chaos is not the chaos of troubled times, but a strange vitality that people burst out because they are full of yearning for the next life.

The former center of the Three Auxiliary Districts and the capital of the former Han Dynasty, where all the people talking and laughing were princes and nobles, and the halls were full of high seats.

Now the Three Qins have been restored, the abandoned capital has been rebuilt, and the streets are full of common people, and there are no generals and ministers in Zhongping.

The prosperity of Luoyang was burned down, and the princes' fight against Dong finally left the city full of scorched earth. It is really difficult to find noble families in Chang'an today.

The people gathered in the Imperial College were noisy and noisy, but Jian Yong inexplicably did not hate this chaos and noise, but enjoyed it.

"Xianhe?"

The voice that called his name was so familiar that Jian Yong laughed without turning around:

"I haven't congratulated Kong Ming on his victory in this battle yet."

Kong Ming smiled faintly and pulled Jian Yong towards the gate without saying anything. With the help of the guards, it was not too difficult for the two of them to enter the Imperial College.

After entering the inner room, Jian Yong found that it was even busier. People came and went to repair the walls, rebuild the houses, carry baskets to deliver food, etc.

Kong Ming led Jian Yong through the busy scene lightly. On the way, Jian Yong also briefly mentioned some of his thoughts on this trip:

"Is the spring plowing going smoothly?"

Kong Ming nodded slightly:

"When I left Chengdu with my lord, I had already recruited agricultural officials to Hanzhong. After Chang'an was recovered, I immediately sent an order to order the agricultural officials from Chengdu and Hanzhong to enter Guanzhong."

"By the end of April, we should be able to do our best and not miss the spring plowing."

Jian Yong laughed and admired Kong Ming's confidence. He had made such arrangements when he left Sichuan, which showed that he was determined to win Guanzhong:

"What about the gate of the Imperial College?"

"If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools."

Kong Ming shook his head and said:

"Chang'an is different from Jiangling, Chengdu and Hanzhong. They are almost empty cities. If you want to revive Chang'an, you should let the people have skills to enrich themselves in addition to Toyota."

Jian Yong agreed with this point. After all, Gong'an and Jiangling are located on the banks of the Yangtze River, and they control the key trade route between Yizhou and Jiangdong.

Chengdu had the treasury accumulated by Liu Yan and his son, and Hanzhong was captured very quickly. Zhang Lu, who fled in a hurry, did not have time to carry too many valuables.

Chang'an was different. This place had been almost an empty city for several years.

But think about it from another perspective. As long as Chang'an can prosper again, it will have a lot to do with the fertile land of Guanzhong, the west of Hexi, and the east of the Central Plains.

However, there is no need to say these. Kong Ming must have thought more clearly than he did, and he might have a long-term plan in his mind.

Therefore, Jian Yong changed the subject and said:

"Kong Ming also summoned students from Yizhou?"

Jian Yong did not know the boy and girl who bumped into him at the city gate, but Jian Yong had traveled all over the country for many years, and he could tell from their accents that the boy was from Yizhou, and the girl's accent seemed to take into account both the north and the south, but there was no Guanzhong accent at all.

Kong Ming did not move forward, but he smiled a little as he said:

"I have put a lot of effort into the Little Imperial College in Chengdu."

Jian Yong understood the meaning behind his words. Since Emperor Guangwu, the Han Dynasty has been very fond of learning and has produced countless Confucian scholars.

Over the years, everyone has understood that it is difficult to find a good teacher, and it is even more difficult to find a good talent.

And Jian Yong vaguely remembered that when he was in Yongliang, Yide also said that Shi Yuan left little Jiang Wei in Hanzhong when he entered Yongliang, which meant to show weakness to Kong Ming.

Of course, this statement was strongly denied by Shi Yuan, but now that Kong Ming also has disciples, it is normal to teach one person and a group of people.

"We are here." Kong Ming's voice confirmed Jian Yong's thoughts.

Looking up from his perspective, the most conspicuous thing is the bamboo slips and wooden tablets.

Having lived under the command of Lord Xuande for a long time, Jian Yong was now accustomed to paper, but when he saw the bamboo slips that occupied almost half of the room, he was suddenly shocked: he should have been accustomed to this thing in the first half of his life.

Although the Imperial College, the former school, was in a mess, this house was carefully maintained. The bamboo slips could still be seen faintly shiny at a glance - this proved that these bamboo slips were maintained by humans.

Jian Yong was knowledgeable and guessed it almost quickly:

"Is this the collection of Zhong Sili?"

Having lived in Yongliang for a long time, Jian Yong naturally heard all kinds of weird rumors about Zhong Sili.

And these rumors all pointed to Zhong Yao's most well-known hobby: love books as life, love words like crazy.

In this Chang'an city where everything is in ruins, Zhong Yao is the only one who can take out so many carefully maintained scrolls.

The bamboo slips and scrolls in this room made Jian Yong more interested, but Kong Ming quickly killed his good mood:

"We just happen to be short of manpower here. Xianhe's handwriting is as elegant and graceful as a person, and it is suitable for me to copy together."

Jian Yong smiled bitterly, but he would not refuse this job. Before he started writing, he did not forget to ask:

"Where is the master?"

"The master went to Chiyang today to organize people to do spring plowing. He will return at dusk. Then I will host a banquet for Xianhe."

Kong Ming had already started copying, and he said while writing.

Since this is the case, Jian Yong also found a table and sat down, ground ink and dipped the pen, took a roll of bamboo slips, carefully identified the handwriting on it and copied it onto the prepared white paper.

Occasionally, there was a chat when they were busy:

"What did Kong Ming find to make it possible to copy the books in Zhong Sili's room?"

"It's simple, but he promised a hundred rolls of good paper, and wrote the later fonts he saw in the light curtain to give to Zhong Sili."

"Then Zhong Sili is going to be so angry that he forgets to eat and tear apart the character bones?"

"I haven't seen Zhong Sili for ten days."

"Otherwise...it's better to send someone to check on Zhong Sili."

When Jian Yong looked up again, dim sunlight had already cast its light on the wall.

Hurriedly pulling Kong Ming, who was still unfinished, to stand up, Jian Yong was thinking about the banquet in the evening as he ran all the way.

The busy Imperial College in the morning has become quiet, and the people gathered at the door have dispersed, but the streets are still busy.

There were vendors hawking goods, but more of them were soldiers patrolling with their swords drawn, and people using the last bit of light to repair their houses.

Following Kong Ming's instructions, he continued to move forward, and finally came to a general's mansion, opened the door and walked in.

This mansion is still dilapidated, but it has been improved a lot after repairs. And who is sitting in the courtyard now if it's not Duke Xuande?

"Xianhe is here!"

Before Jian Yong could react, Liu Bei came up to him with a big smile, but immediately became a little suspicious:

"I just sent a messenger yesterday to urge Xianhe to come to Chang'an, but Xianhe arrived today?"

Jian Yong laughed and said that he missed his lord and came to see him.

This rhetoric made Liu Bei laugh out loud. Apart from Yide, I am afraid that only Jian Yong could say such words without any pretense.

After sitting down with each other, Jian Yong also briefly described his experiences during the trip.

Liu Bei was also very interested in this. After all, defeating Xia Houyuan in the military formation was just the simplest part of the big plan of running Guanzhong.

Liu Bei's mid-term goal is to make the people in Guanzhong forget the pain of chaos, to make the warehouses full, to have enough food and clothing, to have a place to live, a house to shelter from the cold, and to have skills at their disposal.

And any one of them is much more difficult than defeating Xia Houyuan.

Otherwise, Cao Cao would not have looked at a Guanzhong that was almost free of charge. It was too broken.

Listening to Jian Yong's emotion about the Jing'an Temple in Linwei, Liu Bei also promised:

"This year, we will also build a Jing'an Temple in Yangpingguan, Jiangzhou City, Jiangling City, and Fancheng to commemorate the fallen Han'er."

These words made Jian Yong slightly surprised:

"Is General Guan so powerful? Is Jingzhou determined?"

Liu Bei was overjoyed when he said this, and took out a few letters from his arms and laughed:

"Important news from Yizhou. Nanzhong has been decided. Wu Yi said that he will lead the army into Yunnan in collaboration with Sima Yi. It is expected that Yunnan will be pacified in May at the latest. By then, the southwestern corner of the Han Dynasty will be worry-free!"

"Also, Wu Yi wrote a letter saying that he met a drugged merchant in Qinzang County and got a bag of improved seeds. According to his description, there may be cotton."

Kong Ming was immediately happy and wished he could fly over to have a look now.

Liu Bei took his time and continued:

"Go to Luo to report urgently. Zilong defeated Zhang Liao at Changbanpo and rushed to Jiangling's aid; Zhang Ni and Samoko joined forces to kill Han Dang and sent troops to aid Jiangling; Lu Meng was beheaded by his generals in order to ask for surrender. Jiangling has no worries, the thief The head will be passed down to Wancheng, and Jingbei will be safe."

The amount of information in this nonstop paragraph was too great, and the joy in the corners of Liu Bei's eyes could no longer be suppressed.

Kong Ming immediately cupped his hand and took the secret letter. He read each word carefully, and finally said only one word "good" with a mixture of praise and admiration.

Of course he also saw the simple line at the end of the letter:

With Zhao Yun as commander and Zhang Yi as deputy general, the combined forces of Jiao, Yi and Jing prefectures defeated Jiangxia.

Kong Ming wrote down the name Gan Yi with great interest, and then saw that there was a Jingzhou coalition army among them, Kong Ming had already guessed:

"Zhang Boqi can use the road to communicate with the state and travel thousands of miles to support Wuling. He is truly a flying general!"

Liu Bei nodded with joy on his face. He could see Zhang Ni's talent as a general. Therefore, it was a pity that Zhang Ni fell ill and died in battle as recorded in later generations. But fortunately, this fierce general now has a brighter future.

As for the inconspicuous sentence in the urgent report, "Zhang Yi and Ma Zhong joined forces to kill Pan Zhang", Liu Bei easily ignored it, and just lamented that Zhang Yi was really a fierce general!

Holding this emergency report, Kong Ming sorted out the situation in his mind and easily made a conjecture:

The envoy from Jiangdong requesting peace talks should already be on the way.

I'm afraid how to deal with it still needs to be discussed with Shiyuan.

Over there, Liu Bei had put the matter aside for the time being and smiled with Jian Yong:

"With such good news, a banquet should be held to celebrate. Xianhe should stay for a long time. In more than ten days, the curtain will be opened, so we can watch it together."

Jian Yong happily obeyed this request, and it can even be said that he was looking forward to it.

Just when the banquet was in full swing, a fast horse stopped outside the mansion, and soon a general came over to report to Liu Bei:

"General Ma is outside the city now, sending an envoy to praise his lord."

"Praise?"

Liu Bei was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Ma Mengqi, who had not been heard from for nearly a month, suddenly appeared at this time.

"Who did he catch?"

The guard bowed and said: "Cao General Zhang He."

Jian Yong was the first to react, cupping his hands and saying:

"Congratulations, Lord, now Guanzhong is settled, there are no more hidden worries!"