Yang Su didn't want to cause trouble, and he was afraid of trouble now! Although the Golden Corpse Realm is powerful, there are still many things to worry about, so he sank directly into the soil.

Chumo followed Yang Su without saying a word.

Zhang Family

Zhangjia Manor

Zhang Bairen sat quietly in the manor basking in the sun. He didn't like living in the military camp and suffering.

"I heard that Your Majesty wants to conquer Goguryeo?" Zhang's mother asked.

Zhang Bairen nodded. Twenty-five years have passed, and his mother finally has a trace of time.

Unfortunately, for some reason, my mother was reluctant to practice Taoism. Even if Zhang Bairen tried to persuade him in every way, she still refused to look at the Taoism. She could not practice Taoism, so she naturally could not refine the power of phoenix blood.

"There is no peace in Zhuo County again!" Zhang's mother sighed and said, "Xiaocao came back a few days ago."

"Oh" Zhang Bairen didn't care and continued to bask in the sun lazily. The north wind was howling outside, and the room was as warm as spring.

"It's a pity that I left after staying for a few days. I don't know where I went... Xiaocao said he wanted to break off the engagement..." Zhang's mother's words slowly fell down.

"Then let's break off the engagement. Why do men have no wives? With my current status, I don't know how many people want to come to my house to marry me." Zhang Bairen smiled proudly.

Seeing that Zhang Bairen was not concerned, a smile appeared on Zhang's mother's face again: "It's good that you don't care!"

The mother and son talked for a while, and Zhang's mother got up and went back to rest, leaving Zhang Bairen lying on Zhang Lihua's thigh.

"I heard that Yang Guang's foolish lord is here?" Zhang Lihua said.

Zhang Bairen nodded.

Zhang Lihua was silent, sighed after a while, but she didn't speak out after all.

"You have been stuck in the great success of Yi Bone for many years, and have been unable to break the void and see that the gods are not destroyed. Obviously, there is something in your heart." Zhang Bairen held Zhang Lihua's Rouyi: "But it's okay, don't worry, you have swallowed the blood of the phoenix and have a lifespan of thousands of years. What knots cannot be untied."

"Yes," Zhang Lihua responded softly.

"The New Year is coming soon!" Zhang Bairen sighed.

"If a person is rich, he will not taste anything during the New Year." Zhang Lihua sighed: "I have been with the husband for more than twenty years without realizing it."

Zhang Bairen stroked Zhang Lihua's round and smooth thighs: "The days ahead will be long."

The days ahead will indeed be long.

During the Chinese New Year this year, Zhang Bairen spent the New Year in Linshuo Palace, and all the civil and military officials gathered together. Zhang Bairen and the civil servants did not deal with Cao Qigui, but instead had a good conversation with the military generals.

"Today, we, the king and the ministers, gathered together, and all of us were poetry to cheer up. Everyone was talented. I wonder who would like to recite a poem?" Yang Guang's eyes were full of intoxication.

Below, the civil and military officials in the court were drunk. Although everyone wanted to live to the death in private, they still had to do enough on the table.

"Bairen, come first." Yang Guang looked at his number one confidant Zhang Bairen.

Looking at Yang Guang, Zhang Bairen sighed softly, then thought a little, lifted his pen to dye his ink, and his pen was like a dragon and a snake:

The river goes east, the waves wash away, and the eternal heroes.

To the west of the old building, the humanity is the Red Cliff of Zhoulang of the Three Kingdoms.

The rocks penetrate the sky, the waves slam the shore, and thousands of snow piles are rolling up.

The country is like a picture, and there are so many heroes at that time.

I remember that when Gongjin was first married, Xiao Qiao was so handsome that he was so handsome.

Feather fan and silk scarf, while chatting and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed.

When I travel in my hometown, I should laugh at me for being passionate and give birth to my hair.

Life is like a dream, and a bottle of wine will pour out the moon in the river.

quiet!

silence!

Deadly silence!

All the civil and military officials in the court looked at Zhang Bairen in one go, and Zhang Bairen stopped writing. Although "being born with a beautiful hair" was not suitable, no one blamed him, and they were all immersed in Zhang Bairen's poems and could not extricate themselves.

This was Zhang Bairen's advice. Yang Guang's three campaigns to Goryeo would inevitably waste the people and cause money. Although he didn't know what trump card Yang Guang had, Zhang Bairen wanted to persuade Yang Guang to stop as soon as possible. The more he dragged on, Zhang Bairen became more aware that the Sui Dynasty was not good.

Emperor Wen really had the foresight and blocked the Dharma Realm in advance, otherwise the overwhelming resentment would have caused the gods to sink and the heavens to collapse.

"Okay! Good words!" Yang Guang praised him with his hands.

All the civil and military officials in the court were terrified, and their eyes looked at Zhang Bairen with horror, and they were secretly amazed:

This guy is so proud!

Zhang Bairen was ahead, and everyone did not dare to show off their bad luck, so they gave up.

After scattering the ministers, Zhang Bairen and Yuluo returned to the city, snowflakes fluttered in the air, and the north wind blew on their faces and everything was frozen.

Looking at the countless servants trembling in the snowy night, Zhang Bairen stopped and refused to take a step.

"Don't cause trouble for yourself!" Yu Juluo sighed helplessly and advised: "Who in the world doesn't know what Your Majesty is thinking. These hundreds of thousands of soldiers will never give up."

"Before the war started, the war husband had already died 200,000 times. The canal was not so tragic back then. It was simply a great mistake in the world!" Zhang Bairen's voice was cold, as if it was three more colder than the north wind.

"This is not something we can interfere!" Yu Juluo said helplessly.

Zhang Bairen stood quietly in the north wind, looking at the trembling and skinny man, woman, and child.

The woman hugged the child tightly in her arms and only wore a layer of "cotton coat", so she could be regarded as a cotton coat.

I don’t know how many people will die tonight.

"Mom! Mom! What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?" A five-year-old child shook a woman covered with snowflakes.

The woman was holding her arms in a posture, and it was obvious that the woman had been holding the boy tightly before. The boy seemed to notice something was wrong and quickly came out of her mother's arms. Her voice was sad, she was in a hurry and she shouted helplessly.

"She is dead." At some point, Zhang Bairen, wearing a brocade robe, followed the sound, and his voice was a little empty.

"You talk nonsense, how could Mom die? Mom, speak quickly, answer me quickly!" The boy's voice was sad, and a tear mark in his eyes slid.

Zhang Bairen looked at the woman with her hands in her arms and stared blankly. Her eyes were stiff and she looked into the distance. There were many people in ragged clothes and trembling.

There were bursts of crying in my ears, as if it was gradually fading away, and the next moment, the sky was spinning. In the blur, Yu Juluo's voice came from my ears: "Bairen! Bairen! What's wrong with you! What's wrong with you!"

Then he completely fell into endless darkness.

Not long after, Zhang Bairen woke up and was lying on the soft couch. Zhang Lihua looked at him with red and swollen eyes. A warm sunlight shone through the window on his face. Zhang Bairen's voice was hoarse: "How long has it been? Why did I faint?"

"Sir, you're awake. You've been dizzy for three days!" Zhang Lihua breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go and serve you chicken soup!"

Zhang Lihua hurried out to the courtyard. Soon after, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and Zhang's mother and Zhang Lihua came together.

"Mom!" Looking at Zhang's mother with rosy eyes, Zhang Bairen forced a smile.

"You kid, I must be scared to death! If you have a few mistakes, how can you live!" Zhang Bairen scolded.

Zhang Bairen smiled but said nothing, but his face was extremely pale and there was no trace of blood.

Zhang Lihua stepped forward and helped Zhang Bairen up and poured a spoonful of chicken soup into her mouth.

"How many people died that night?" Zhang Bairen sighed softly.

Zhang Lihua shook her head: "Sir, recuperate well, why bother to be angry and angry?"

Zhang Bairen drank chicken soup, sighed softly, and drank a bowl of chicken soup. Zhang Bairen slowly went downstairs, looking at the bright sun in the distance, and looking at the resentment that soared into the sky outside the city. Even if the weather is not frozen to death or starved to death, he will still catch a cold.

"Sir, worrying about the country and the people, and caring about the people in your heart is the blessing of the people in the world." Zhang Lihua supported Zhang Bairen.

"I'm not that weak." Zhang Bairen shook his head and stood by the window, allowing the sun to shine on his face.

"The people have no way to survive!"

It took a long time to hear Zhang Bairen sigh: "It's good to rebel, at least there is a glimmer of hope."

"Sir, be careful of your words" Zhang Lihua covered Zhang Bairen's mouth.

Zhang Bairen stood by the window and said after a while: "Aristocratic families and emperors are not good things, so they don't regard the people as humans."

"If sir has the will, why not change the world and save the people from water and fire?" Zhang Lihua whispered in Zhang Bairen's ear.

"Even if Your Majesty has made many mistakes, he has treated me well and has never treated me unfairly. How can I do something that goes against my loyalty and righteousness?" Zhang Bairen shook his head.

If one has morality and virtue, how can one achieve enlightenment?
Chapter completed!