On the fifth day of the 12th month of the fifth year of Jingkang, Emperor Zhao Huan decided to tour Guanshan and Hedong. On the second day of the lunar month, he worshiped the ancestral temples and told the world. On the fourth day of the lunar month, he issued an edict to the world. The prefect of Chang'an was ordered to clean up the streets and mobilize the people of Chang'an to send the emperor out of the city.

It was a rare and wonderful day on the morning of the fifth day of the lunar month. Soon after dawn, the dark red sun gradually turned into golden yellow, and the gorgeous sun shone on the earth. When the time of the year approached, the prepared Huanghui battle began to be arranged in the square outside the main hall of the palace.

At the same time, the Fengsheng Army and the generals who were traveling also led 30,000 new troops who had just been trained and were waiting outside Chang'an City.

This was Zhao Huan's first solemn tour. After the founding of the Song Emperor, except for Zhao Ji hurriedly avoiding the Jin army's invasion during the Jingkang period, he rarely had such a big move to patrol the world.

The sage emperor ruled the world with his pride, and Zhao Huan abandoned this Confucian classic of governing the world as if he had abandoned his shoes.

He got up early in the morning, and under the service of more than a dozen maids, he finished washing first, then put on a yellow embroidered dragon robe and a long blue head, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When I watched costume dramas in the past, I thought that the ancients dressed very simply and casually. At this time, I realized that every simple ornament was related to the rituals and rituals and rituals, and it was not careless.

Just as he was about to go out, he turned around and ordered, "Get my sword."

An eunuch hurriedly agreed, and then hurriedly took Zhao Huan's sword and hung it for him.

Zeng Liumei, the beautiful maid behind Zhao Huan, was favored by herself. Seeing the eunuch being clumsy, she stepped forward and hanged the sword lightly, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are going to patrol, not fighting in person, why do you still have to hang a sword?"

Zhao Huan disliked the maids talking too much, and immediately replied with a blank face: "I have my own plans."

"Yes, I'm talking too much."

Zeng knew that he had made a taboo accidentally, so he hurriedly sorted out the hem of Zhao Huan's robe and stepped back.

Zhao Huan lowered her head slightly, and saw her pretty face slightly red, and her tender flanks were as soft as snow. The light of the morning was slanted on her face. She was really beautiful. She felt soft for no reason in her heart and smiled: "I am not only patrolling, but also have great knowledge. And maybe she will command the army nearby to fight a battle or two, let alone.

Nowadays, many scholars hang swords, and the world's atmosphere is like this. I am really happy and I must set an example."

Seeing Zeng's face turn, he was obviously happy to explain. Zhao Huan gently twisted her pointed chin and smiled, "Along with that, don't you think I'm more heroic?"

Zeng Liumei was frowned by him, and just lowered her head and replied softly: "Yes, Your Majesty is heroic."

"Haha. I'm going."

In fact, Zhao Huanyuan is thin and has been deliberately strengthening physical exercise since the time of the Five Kingdoms. Now he is riding and shooting every day. He is very strong every day. He is now about 175 tall and has a strong physique. His every move is elegant and elegant, and he is strong and agile that only nomadic people at that time. He wears an emperor's robe and a three-foot dragon spring, which complements the confident temperament when walking on a big span. He really looks heroic and handsome.

He always likes to appreciate the charm of military generals such as Zhang Xian. In fact, as an emperor, Zhao Huan has won the hearts of the people just by his demeanor.

Since he left the door, hundreds of brightly armored guards in the inner hall had surrounded him. When he arrived near the left door between the inner court and the outer hall, dozens of officials following him were waiting there. Seeing the emperor coming with a sword, Zhang Jun took the lead in worshiping first, and the rest of the officials also followed him to pay homage. Long live the mountain.

"Get up. The officials will be sent out of the city gate later. There will be many rituals and major events. Now it's going to be like this, what time will it take to make a fuss?"

Zhao Huan was in a very good mood. After asking the officials to get up, he took the lead in going out to work. When he arrived at the Outer Court Square, Zhang Su Xie Liang, Zhao Kai and other ministers were waiting here with all the officials.

After he ordered the mercy to be exempted, he exchanged a few greetings with the prime minister and others. Seeing Zhang Su's face showing anxiety, he knew that it was because Huang Hui's major battle was refuted, so he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. He smiled at him:

"It will take at least two or three months for me to go there. I will be in charge of the court and I need to pay more attention to everything."

Zhang replied hurriedly: "Yes, my subordinates should do this."

Huan smiled and nodded, and said, "Your words are also reasonable in the matter of Huang Hui's big battle, but I have my own considerations, and it is not what you think is right. After I left the capital, I will entrust government affairs to the ministers, and I am not worried."

Speaking like this, there was a sense of praise in comfort. Not only did Zhang Su feel relieved when he heard this, but even Zhao Kai, Xie Liang and others also smiled.

After this, Zhao Huan took the big chariot used by the emperor to travel and walked out along the main entrance of the palace gate. He was guarded by the inner hall and a small number of eunuchs. The rest followed the officials and rode horses to follow him.

When they arrived at the street market, the people of Hecheng had already learned the news in advance. Not far from the right side of the palace, many people had already stood up before dawn, stood on both sides of the street, waiting, and saw the figures of the guards in the inner hall from afar. Everyone knew that the emperor was not far away, so they knelt on the side of the road, burning incense and kowtowing.

Zhao Huanyuan hated this feudal etiquette very much and did not like people to kneel down and bow to him. At this time, he already knew that the habits were difficult to change. If he issued an edict at this time, he would be afraid that no one would dare to follow the edict.

When he sat in the tall car and saw the heads falling down like mowing grass on the streets in the distance, Zhao Huan smiled bitterly at first, but was a little closer, but was frightened and shocked.

The people of Guizhou are the names of rulers throughout the ages. Indeed, compared with those noble people wearing luxurious soft hats and bright clothes, these people either tied simple headscarves or tied their hair with bare heads and tied their hair with soft scarves. At first glance, they were so humble and close. Looking at the dark faces, their big hands full of calluses, and their strong and strong bodies due to work, even though they were kneeling, they taught Zhao Huan, who was on a high carriage, would never dare to despise him.

It was them who supported the backbone of this empire.

Just one month ago, they were still suffering from cold and hunger. Just because Zhao Huan cared about the people, all kinds of measures did not take full effect, which caused many people to die of cold and hunger. However, these people only thought that the emperor was a rare emperor who loved the people. Although he was kneeling on the ground at this moment, he was full of sincerity. As soon as the emperor approached the car, he shouted long live the mountain. Many people cried and thanked the emperor for his relief during the snow disaster.

The more Zhao Huan heard, the more sad he felt.

He also went from the people to the officials in his previous life, and at first he was full of the desire to serve the country and benefit the people. Over time, he became more and more lives from ordinary people, and his heart gradually became more and more tempered and indifferent. The bigger the officials, the less and less the real people's land. At this time, he was even more important to be an emperor. Even if he was not as good as a real feudal emperor, he did not really care about the people, but just for his own throne and the so-called general trend of fighting for hegemony in the world.

At this moment, when I saw these eyes with tears and respect with my own eyes, just for the sake of my normal government actions, many elderly and children also knelt on the cold winter ground, burning incense and bowing, and full of respect for themselves.

"well……"

He sighed, not knowing what it felt in his heart. The people can do it, but they cannot know it. The Chinese people are so easy to coax.

As long as you can survive and as long as you have done some good things, you will not be forgotten by them.

The car was running wildly. Although the sun was shining, the cold wind was still passing through the curtain of the car. Zhao Huan suddenly said, "Come on, lift the curtain of the car."

"ah?"

Two squad guards who were very skilled in martial arts were escorting the door of his car. After listening to the emperor's orders, they were speechless and didn't know how to react.

After a while of silence, a spirit woke up and replied: "Your Majesty, it's cold, and it's so great that the wind is coming."

He didn't dare to say that he was afraid of someone assassinating, so he had to use the cold weather to make excuses. Zhao Huan didn't know what he meant, and immediately said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense, lift the curtains on both sides."

"yes."

The two of them dared not delay any longer, so they had to open the curtain of the car completely with one hand.

The curtain was raised, and a gust of cold wind was unblocked. It entered the car, shaking Zhao Huan violently, but a smile appeared on his face. Because the carriage was tall, he actually stood up and went to the door of the carriage and waved to the many people who reached out to see him.

As a result, many people were even more moved, and they felt that the emperor was so close to the people and had no airs. In addition, Zhao Huan fought against Fuping to guard Chang'an, and helped the people and supervised officials. All kinds of government and military affairs were wise and wise, and loved the people as if they were children. The people only felt excited. Every time Zhao Huan drove to a place, everyone shouted desperately regardless of their voices. The sound of long live really resounded throughout the night.

Not far from the city gate, Zhao Huan saw an old man kneeling in front of him, wearing very thin clothes, and was far away from the soldiers of the wing. His body was trembling with cold, but he stretched his head and looked at him. When Zhao Huan glanced at him, the old man grinned with his toothless mouth, and then maybe he remembered that something was wrong, so he immediately lowered his head and lay down honestly on the ground.

But when he was kneeling down, his movements were too big, and the thin outer robe actually shattered and broke.

Because the emperor's carriage was right in front of him, the people around him were really looking at it, but they didn't dare to laugh. They only smiled and tried their best to hold back their laughter.

Zhao Huan smiled at first, and when he saw the old man's face was flushed with shame. He was already cold and frightened, his body was trembling with coldness. He felt a little moved and he jumped off immediately without waiting for the car to stop.

This move was very rash. Not only did the driver who drove the car scare the boss, but the other eunuchs and guards, and many ministers who were not far away were shocked.

"Come on, put it on!"

Zhao Huan arrived at the old man in a few steps. He actually took off his outer robe and draped it on the old man with his own hands.

Seeing that he was so scared, Zhao Huan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, there is no taboo in this robe, and the people can wear it."

Seeing that the other party could not speak, tears were already appearing in his eyes. Zhao Huan felt aroused in his heart and didn't know what to say. In his previous life, he sent some food to the poor. Listening to the other party's insincere words of thanks, the person giving was boring and the person receiving it was boring. At this moment, this gift of robe may be the most worthy of boasting in the rest of his life.
Chapter completed!