The people are the most important, the country is the next, and the king is the least important!

When Xu Ziyuan left, his words still thundered in Xue Ping's ears like rolling spring thunder. He made him feel tender inside and outside burn, and he was unsteady.

He, Xue Ping, was naturally familiar with the words of Saint Kong, but I don’t know when this sentence had some other explanations in his mind.

The king, father, father, father, son, son!

Is he really the kind of person who takes the world as his responsibility?

Xu Ziyuan's words were unceremonious, and even completely criticized him from the bottom of the root.

Why do you Xue Ping hold a belief? It’s not because you really care about the people and the country, you just want to make your Xue family’s lintel more glamorous.

You started your business by rebellion. No matter how glorious your Xue family is, you will definitely remember this in the history books of the Spring and Autumn Period. No matter how much contribution the Prince of Yanping made, this stain cannot be washed away.

That's why you are so stubborn and so perverted to support a royal family that has long been in name only, and to support an emperor who has long lost the public's hearts and opinions.

You just want to decorate the Xue family's lintel to be brighter and apply a little brighter color on the stain.

But where do you place the people in the world?

Things have developed to this current situation. If Li Xiang cannot come to power smoothly, it is impossible to say that the world will suddenly start. If the emperor takes power again, he will definitely have to settle Li Xiang's past and regain power. With Xiang's support, the emperor has the confidence to compete with Li Xiang in the court.

So there will be no peace in this world.

Li Xiang's brilliant plan would inevitably be trapped in the court's struggle for power and profit, constrained by the emperor and other court officials, and the Tang Dynasty would once again fall into endless internal friction.

And those who suffer for this will be all the people in the world.

What was delayed would be the Tang Dynasty re-developing the world and stunning the world.

When Xu Ziyuan talked about the intense situation, he threw Meilun Meihuan's wine bottle heavily on the ground and smashed it to pieces. The red wine rolled around like blood beads on the smooth blue bricks on the city wall.

Xue Ping was like a zombie, sitting upright.

Xu Ziyuan left with her sleeves.

Zhang Jia stood up, bowed his fists, sighed and stood up and left.

Xue Ping sat at the highest point of the city tower and watched Zhang Jia leave Hetao City with a large group of cavalry. His resident was located in Zhongshoucheng City, which was far away from here. Obviously, he came here specially for him.

As night fell, Xue Ping was still sitting on the high building.

The two soldiers guarding the city hung a few angrily lanterns on the city tower, and tiptoed back down, fearing that their feet would get heavy, so they stepped on a little sound to alarm the obviously abnormal figure.

Today, Xu Ziyuan and Xu Du lost their temper and broke the wine bottle on the city tower. They could see clearly from a distance. Although they didn't know who the one in front of them was, they would better stay away from the little ones when the gods fought.

The sound of the second update suddenly woke Xue Ping up. The light of the storm above his head shone on the table in front of him. The rich and delicious food was already cold at this moment and the fragrance was no longer there. Naturally, these things could not arouse Xue Ping's interest. His eyes fell on the globe.

I slowly stretched out my hand and gently turned the globe. Is this true?

Is the central part of the world that I think, and the vast Tang Empire that I think is only so small?

Xue Ping shivered and suddenly withdrew his gaze. He stood up, walked to the other side of the city tower, and looked into the city.

The lights dotted the huge city.

Very quiet!

Occasionally, you can hear the barking of dogs.

He staggered down the city tower a little, and moved forward with his legs in his eyes.

Several personal soldiers who had been waiting below, including Sima Kai, wanted to come forward to say hello, but when he saw Xue Ping's tiny expression, he wisely withdrew his words and followed him silently.

Hetao City had already had a curfew at this time. Except for the patrol soldiers and constables who could occasionally encounter, they could not see anyone at all. But the curfew naturally did not exist for Xue Ping.

When the soldiers and constables who were patrolling the city saw their group, they not only did not stop them from asking questions, but instead avoided the side and made way for them.

Obviously, they were reminded in advance.

Xue Ping was like a drunk man who had drunk too much, wandering aimlessly around the city.

The dog's barking suddenly became fierce. Through a thin door panel, it was obvious that its sensitive ears noticed someone walking on the street. The deep and cooing sounds of chickens in the chicken coop were mixed inside.

There are babies crying, women comforting, men laughing, and scholars chanting in the window under the moonlight.

I heard that the chef was chopping the meat stuffing in the small shop on the street; I heard that the shopkeeper scolded the waiter for the waiter to sort out the goods and scolded him more carefully.

Here, not only Tang dialect, but also many Mandarin dialects that even Xue Ping cannot understand.

What's this?

This is the prosperous Taoyuan!

Xue Ping wandered around the city. When he was in Wuyi, such a scene could not be fresh, because it was too ordinary, so ordinary that he took it for granted.

This made him forget what the Tang Dynasty in the past looked like.

However, in the past few years in the Western Regions, he finally saw again what poverty is, what is not covered by clothes, food, or belly, what is not covered by tiles on the top, and no inch of land on the bottom to establish footprints. At that time, he finally recalled the place where he lived when he was still young, the place where he was born and raised, and the place where his father could never forget his death, Luzhou.

Xue Ping thought his father was a good official, but even under his father's efforts to govern, Luzhou still did not improve much. People were everywhere who could not eat enough, and beggars in ragged clothes were everywhere. If they did not pack up a few floating corpses on the street every day, it would be like the sun hitting the west.

What should this world look like?

The world should have been like this now, just like the Hetao City you are walking on.

The people here come from all over the world, including soldiers, criminals, prisoners, foreigners, and savages. This is a place where people are mixed with fish and dragons and sins gather, but now, what he sees and hears is a sense of peace, much better than the childhood paradise he remembers, Luzhou.

Xu Ziyuan said it well, it was Li Ze's credit.

Xue Ping walked slowly.

Several Xue family servants wanted to step forward several times, but were stopped by Sima Kai. Sima Kai knew that Xue Ping must be at the most critical moment in his life at this time.

I don’t know how much time has passed, and the chickens crowed.

A rooster crows, a thousand roosters are in harmony.

The whole city seemed to be alive in an instant.

The rooster sings the world as white.

A trace of white fish suddenly appeared in the sky, and the bells on the city tower rang melodiously. Starting from the East City, the bells on the city towers were ringing one by one.

The closed doors on the street opened one after another, and walked out sleepily, carrying a chamber pot, stretching, waiting for the crisp ringtone of the carriage that collected the rice fields.

A wall of the note was removed, and the shopkeeper and his friends began to set up benches on the street, put on wooden boards, and put the goods piled up in their house neatly outside. Majestic men walked out of their homes, biting a pancake in their mouths, a water hyacinth hanging around their waists, a rope was wrapped around their shoulders, and a carrying pole was carrying, preparing to go out to find a living. Behind them, there was a woman's earnest instructions.

Be careful!

Don’t forget to bring a candied haws to your child when you come back. The child has been reading for several days.

Pull a few feet of cloth and I'll make a new jacket for you!

Xue Ping walked forward, and the city gate was right in front of him. Several soldiers guarding the city were working together to open the heavy gate. A large group of villagers who had been waiting outside rushed in, carrying loads, carrying baskets, pushing wheelbarrows, holding donkeys, ox carts, and many holding horses.

Xue Ping stood by the city gate and watched these people rush to their destination with their goods like flying.

They are going to concentrate on selling points, and they are very familiar with these, because in Wuyi, it is like this. All the farmers who sell their own goods from four towns and eight miles have a concentrated place. If they go earlier, they can occupy a better position and sell more goods.

Hetao City follows all the strategies of governing cities in Wuyi.

The city gate finally became empty. He took a step and walked outside. Sima Kai and others followed closely.

The roads outside the city are straight and spacious. The street trees on both sides are just taller than people. Some of the big trees planted here have been sawed off their branches and forks. Now the new branches and leaves that have grown look very thin.

Continue to move forward, more and more farmland occupy his vision on both sides of the road. The green crops seem so enviable under the rising sun. This will be the harvest of autumn!

There is no sight at first sight!

There are already many farmers in the fields. They bent down and walked carefully between the ridges of the fields, pulled up the weeds and threw them into the basket behind them.

Xue Ping saw that these people had Tang people he was used to, and had different skin color, clothes, and hair accessories, as well as foreigners, barbarians, and savages with completely different skin color, clothes, and hair accessories. But at this moment, these people were all doing the same job, greeting each other enthusiastically. He listened to those people asking some old farmers how to farm in a stiff Tang language, and he could also hear some Tang people humbly asking these people about how to raise livestock.

Xue Ping finally felt a little tired. He found a place on the side of the road and sat down. The sound of gurgling water came from his ears. When he looked down, it was a canal built on both sides of the road, and the clear water was flowing happily towards the distance.
Chapter completed!