Two months later.

Chang'an.

Yang Qing stood in the long spring rain, looking at the front with some sadness.

On the shrine wet by the rain, more than 100 people carried a huge golden sacura, took a neat step and slowly moved forward to the temple of the great Ming Qin king Li Zicheng...

This was repaired long ago.

Li Zicheng is not unaware of his physical condition, he has begun to build a tomb for himself the year before, but also according to the specifications of a king.Costing a lot of money, buying a lot of materials from the south, although the luxury life is not much pursued when he is alive, but the old Li is still very concerned about his death.This built in the end of the southern foothills of the Qin Wang Mausoleum covers an area of nearly 100,000 square meters, the temple is more high-end than his Qin royal palace, as for this mouth of the golden silk nunnwood do not need to say, light to him from the lake to transport a lot of money.

“Didn’t your father prepare himself for that?”

Yang Qing said sadly.

“Don’t worry about the state!”

Li Dingguo said without expression.

"Well, they're all old friends, and when I see old friends go one by one, there are only a few left, and I'm still young, and I don't worry about who cares for them?"

Yang Qing said.

“The righteous father has his own son, and he does not have to work to protect the father!”

Li Dingguo said.

"They are all old, and Sun is expected to live for 20 years."I think it's hard!Whether it is Liu Wenxiu, Ainengqi, Feng Shuangli, are much bigger than you?I remember that Aynchi already has grandchildren, and you are the youngest of you, but how old are you?Not to mention that you and I can't compare, you are a hundred years old, you have to walk in front of me, you see, in the end I still have to worry about!"

Yang Qingchi Luoluo showed off.

But that is the truth.

The faithful themselves need not be said.

Although Sun and others are counted as loyal to Zhang Dingguo, their age is actually not much worse than Zhang Xingzhong, this righteous father and son are more important to strengthen the relationship, and Li Dingguo from the age of ten by Zhang Xianzhong raised is not the same.In Ainqi, for example, his son has been married and had children for more than 20 years, and after the original history of Sun expected others to retire to Yunnan, his son Ai Chengye and his daughter was married.And Li Dingguo is actually slightly larger than Yang Qing, he is also in his early 30s at this time, Yang Qing in fact has not reached the 30, if you look at the face of the face, you are still a small fresh meat is not too much.

“Thank you first for the protection of the country!”

Li Dingguo's expression said complexly.

He also understood this, Yang Qing in fact, in a sense, is to use the age advantage, directly died Li Zicheng, this point no one can compare with this guy.In the end, who lives to the end who is the winner, the Xiong Xiong is indeed not good to deal with, but with age and physical advantage, to survive the old death of the opponent, that is also a victory!

From this point on, Yang Qing is lying to win.

But Li Dingguo also did not know what kind of choice Zhang Xianzhong would make, after all, Zhang Xianzhong had a son, although Zhang Xianzhong's son had no ability.

But...

Who knows!

No one dares to ask such a question!

"Don't be polite, you're old friends, and you'll leave me for your next thing!"

Yang Qing said shamelessly.

Li Dingguo did not take care of this face pasted my young and arrogant guy, silently looking at Li Zicheng's golden gantry.

“Old Lee would choose a place!”

Yang Qing turned to look at the scenery behind.

Standing on this sunward hillside, just in front of the vast Guanzhong Plain in front of the eyes, against this land that Li Zicheng has been working on for seven years.Looking here, with his vision that does not need a telescope, the river flows horizontally in a piece of green and then into the river to the north.However, a more than 100-meter barrage on the north side of the confluence station blocked the river water and formed a small lake, and the elevated river flowed to the northeast along a manual excavation channel.This seemingly thin channel on both sides of a more fine channel diversion, from the clear river water of the southern mountains, so into a piece of farmland, to irrigate those who are pumping the winter wheat.

This channel for Li Zicheng to personally participate in the excavation extends to Chang'an City, stretching nearly 40 miles to irrigate 30,000 acres of good fields.

This is one of his seven years of success.

In addition to the technical conditions, it is not possible to build the Lohui Canal, originally historically Li Yianyin, the German studying water experts to lead the construction of the remaining seven benefits, by Li Zicheng this old bandit with millions of people, with six years of sweat and even blood all built.

Lori actually has it too.

Li Zicheng re-repaired the Long first canal, although it is impossible to reach the irrigation area of the Lohui Canal, but it can still irrigate more than 300,000 acres.

The eight channels.

More than 1.5 million acres of water.

Of course, Yang Qing also provided some necessary help to Li Zicheng, such as cement, such as a few water conservancy talents, these barricaneses are not high-tech in nature.And many of them have been ancient times, such as the Jinghui Canal is based on the Zheng Guoqu, and the Weihui Canal is equivalent to the national canal.The fastest construction of the Republic of China was more than a year, and the reason why Li Yiyi was only half built to death was mainly due to the fact that it was during the War of Resistance.

But in themselves, they are not really beyond the level of technology in this era.

Poor Li Zicheng, so in Yang Qing lured everything he can use, and even overdraw his life, for this Great Ming famine of the most serious land, left this can be said to be a huge wealth, left an average yield of not less than five stone 1.5 million acres of good fields.

Then he was like being drained, and the spring silkworm was done to the dead.

These are all cheap for Yang Qing.

"Old Li can have such a home, you can also smile nine springs, you know?"He was laughing, how many of them could die laughing?Although he suffered a lot in his life, he could die with a smile and die, and he could be buried on this immortal southern mountain, facing the blessed land he left for future generations, and enjoy those people who cultivate every day to look up and see his reverence, which is really perfect!In fact, sometimes think about it, people pursue this life is such a destination, I think he made the most perfect choice in the most important moment of life!"

Yang Qing continued to puff on Li Dingguo.

“Does the protector mean surrendering to you?”

Li Dingguo is speechless.

"It is too much to say that surrender is too much, what is the surrender of your own people?"No matter what he did before, he was the king of the Great Ming!Now the Li family, as the king of Da Ming, felt that they were unable to continue to manage this land for Daming, so they handed her over to the court to manage and unload this burden!If one day Zhang Xianzhong feels that he can't manage his jurisdiction, he can also resign to the court, in fact, I think that his body, and then continue to let him manage Sichuan is also the court's irresponsibility to him."

Yang Qing said.

“What do you think of the protector?”

Li Dingguo said cautiously.

"Don't think about it, just say casually, without forcing you to mean, Shu Gong has often become ill recently?"Does he faint from time to time?I care about his body, nothing else."

Yang Qing said.

“What do you mean, what can you do?You can't beat me again!"

He then patted Li Dingguo on the shoulder and smiled.

At this time, the coffin entered the hall.

"Come, go to old Li Shangzhu Xiang, and wish him early on the fairy world!"

Yang Qing said.

Li Dingguo was not talking.

The two of them walked to the temple together with those who worshiped Li Zicheng, sent away for the Great Ming Qin King, and then his coffin will enter the palace through the ascendant bridge behind him, and bid farewell to this world from then on.At the same time, hundreds of shackled, and the man in the costume of the slaves on his body was escorted and knelt in front of the temple during the beatings of the soldiers.

“Is that it?”

Li Dingguo said doubtfully.

"For the old Li sacrifice of the slaves, although I do not advocate the wind of blood sacrifice, but they like it and follow them!"

Yang Qing said.

It is as if he did not first start to take the temple of Xiaoling as a place of execution, from time to time to lay a few slaves and traitors, and sacrificed to Daming Taizu with blood.

The battle of Lu'an has ended, in addition to less than 20,000 Qing army fled into the mountains and forests, is still in the encirclement and punishment, the remaining 50,000 Qing army in Lu'an was killed, Kong Yide committed suicide, Geng Zhongming's whereabouts are unknown, it is said that it was bombed by the siege of the city rocket to survive.Da Yuer's brother was killed by a random gun before the breakout, and the total of 110,000 Qing army that escaped into the upper party basin was thus destroyed.The remaining clean-up is only a matter of time, those who fled into the mountains and forests of the Qing army can not find food, this is not the time of the war in the mountains can grow corn, the melon, this era Taihang mountain there is not much can be planted crops.

They couldn’t find much food in the mountains.

As long as the Ming Army maintains a clear blockade on the periphery, even if it does not take long, they will starve to death.

There may be very few fish that miss the net.

In short, the Qing army has become history, and it has become the fertilizer of this land, or it has become the last value of the slave.

As for this blood...

This is not really his direction, but Li over these people, I think to give Li self-inflicted blood sacrifice two hundred slaves can comfort the old Li in the spirit of heaven.

After all, he didn’t look at Dorgon’s death.

Since they were all gone, at this time, there were prisoners in the hands of the Shun Army, nothing more than a few, so two hundred prisoners with shackles became a sacrifice, to enjoy the temple before the bloodletting in order to let the old Li walk at ease.In addition, there are several wild boar skins of the heirs or ethnic groups, including Zhu Ying's grandson Durhu, and his two younger brothers have died in the Lu'an War.

Li Dingguo just casually looked at these sacrifices, a little emotion, and then followed Yang Qing into the hall, and began to make the last farewell to Li Zicheng...