Two months later.

Chang'an.

Yang Qing stood in the endless spring rain and looked ahead with a sad look.

On the shrine wet by the rain, more than a hundred people carried huge golden nanmu coffins and walked slowly forward with neat steps, heading towards the palace of Li Zicheng, the King of Qin of the Ming Dynasty...

This has been repaired long ago.

Li Zicheng was not unaware of his physical condition. He had already started to build his tomb for himself the year before yesterday, and it was also built according to the specifications of a vassal king. It cost a million yuan and bought a large amount of materials from the south. Although he did not pursue luxurious life when he was alive, Lao Li still paid great attention to his death. This Qin King Mausoleum built at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain covers an area of ​​nearly 100,000 square meters, and the Enjoy Hall is more upscale than his Qin King Mansion. As for this golden nanmu coffin, it is not necessary to mention it. It took a huge amount of money to transport him from Huguang.

"Have your adoptive father not prepared this for himself?"

Yang Qing said sadly.

"It's not time to protect the Duke of China and worry about it!"

Li Dingguo said expressionlessly.

"Oh, they are all old friends. Seeing that the old friends are leaving one by one, there are only a few left. I am still younger. Who would I worry about if I don't worry about them?"

Yang Qing said.

"The adoptive father has his own son, so he doesn't need to worry about protecting the Duke!"

Li Dingguo said.

"They are all old, Sun Kewang can live twenty years? I think it's very difficult! Whether it's Liu Wenxiu, Ainengqi, or Feng Shuangli, they are much older than you, right? I remember Ainengqi already has grandchildren, you are the youngest of you, but how many years older are you? Not to mention that your health is incomparable to me, even if you live a hundred years old, you still have to walk ahead of me. Look, I still have to worry about it in the end!"

Yang Qingchi showed off.

But that's the truth.

Needless to say, Zhang Xianzhong himself.

Although Sun Kewang and others were considered Zhang Xianzhong's adopted sons like Li Dingguo, their age was actually not much different from Zhang Xianzhong. This adopted son strengthened relationships more than Li Dingguo who was raised by Zhang Xianzhong at the age of ten. Taking Ainengqi as an example, his son was already over 20 years old and had already married and had children. Originally, after Sun Kewang and others retired to Yunnan in history, his son Ai Chengye married Mu Tianbo's daughter. Li Dingguo was actually a little older than Yang Qing. He was already in his early thirties at this time. Yang Qing was actually not thirty. It would not be too much to say that he was still a young man when he looked at his face.

"Then I'll thank Duke Kuang first!"

Li Dingguo said with a complicated expression.

He also understood this point. In a sense, Yang Qing actually used his age advantage to directly endure Li Zicheng to death. No one can compare to this guy in this regard. After all, whoever lives to the end will be the winner. It is indeed difficult for heroes to deal with, but with age and physical advantages, if they survive until their opponents die of old age and illness, it is also a victory!

From this point of view, Yang Qing won by chance.

But Li Dingguo didn't know what choice Zhang Xianzhong would make. After all, Zhang Xianzhong had a son, and although Zhang Xianzhong's son was not very capable.

But……

Who knows!

No one dares to ask such a question!

"You're welcome, you're all old friends, just leave your funeral to me!"

Yang Qing said shamelessly.

Li Dingguo no longer paid attention to this guy who was young and arrogant on his face, and silently looked at Li Zicheng's golden nanmu coffin.

"Old Li is very good at choosing places!"

Yang Qing turned around and looked at the scenery behind him.

Standing on this sunny hillside, facing the vast Guanzhong Plain in front of you, facing the land that Li Zicheng has worked hard for seven years. Looking around here, with his vision that does not require a telescope, the River of Tsubasa flows horizontally in a piece of green and then flows into the Fenghe River that goes north. But a dam above the intersection blocks the river water and forms a small lake. The raised river water flows along a manually excavated channel to the northeast. This thin channel looks thin and thinner canals are diverted, and the clear river water from Zhongnan Mountain flows into pieces of farmland, irrigating the heading winter wheat.

This channel where Li Zicheng personally participated in the excavation extends to Chang'an City, extending nearly forty miles to irrigate 30,000 acres of fertile land.

This is one of his seven years of achievements.

In addition to the technical limitations, the Luohui Canal, which is currently impossible to build, was built in history by Li Yizhi, a water conservancy expert who was studying in Germany, and the remaining seven remaining seven Huis were built by Li Zicheng, an old bandit, with millions of civilians, with six years of sweat and even blood.

Luohuiqu actually has it.

Li Zicheng renovated the Longshou Canal. Although it was impossible to reach the irrigation area of ​​the Luohui Canal, it could still irrigate more than 300,000 acres.

Eight channels.

More than one and a million mu of water-watered fields.

Of course, Yang Qing also provided some necessary help to Li Zicheng, such as cement and several water conservancy talents. These dams are not essentially high-tech. Many of them have existed in ancient times. For example, Jinghui Canal is based on Zhengguo Canal, and Weihui Canal is equivalent to Chengguo Canal. The fastest construction in the Republic of China was more than a year. The reason why Li Yizhi was only half built until his death was mainly because it happened to be during the War of Resistance Against Japan.

But none of them really exceed the technical level of this era.

Poor Li Zicheng used everything he could use under Yang Qing's temptation, and even overdrawed his life, leaving behind this huge wealth for this land with the worst famine in the Ming Dynasty, leaving behind 1.5 million mu of fertile land with an average yield of no less than five stones per mu.

Then he was like he was squeezed dry, and the silkworms were gone until they died.

Yang Qing made all these cheaper.

"Old Li can have such a home, and he can smile with a smile. Do you know? He actually laughed to death. How many people can die with a smile? Although he has suffered a lot in his life, he can die with a smile and be buried in this immortal mountain Mount Zhongnan. He enjoys the blessed land he has left for future generations. Those people who enjoy farming can see his respectful gaze every day when they look up their heads. This is really perfect! In fact, sometimes thinking about it, this is the destination that people pursue in their life. I think he made the most perfect choice at the most important moment in his life!"

Yang Qing continued to flirt with Li Dingguo.

"Does the Duke of the Nation refer to surrendering to you?"

Li Dingguo said speechlessly.

"It's too much to say that surrender. What's the point of surrender for one's own people? No matter what he has done before, he will be the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty! Now, as the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, the Li family feels that they are not able to continue to manage this land for the Ming Dynasty, so they handed her over to the court to manage it and lifted this burden! If one day Zhang Xianzhong felt that he could no longer manage his jurisdiction, he could also resign from the court. In fact, I think it would be irresponsible for the court to continue to let him manage Sichuan with his body."

Yang Qing said.

"What do you want to protect the country?"

Li Dingguo said vigilantly.

"I don't want to do anything, I just talk casually, I don't mean to force you. Mr. Shu often gets sick recently, right? Did he faint from time to time? I care about his body, and there is nothing else."

Yang Qing said.

"Besides, I really mean something else, so what can you do? You can't beat me!"

He then patted Li Dingguo on the shoulder and said with a smile.

At this time the coffin entered the Enjoy Hall.

"Let's go and give Lao Li a incense stick, and wish him to ascend to the fairy world soon!"

Yang Qing said.

Li Dingguo was not talking.

The two walked towards the Xiandian together with the others who worshipped Li Zicheng to see off for the Qin King of the Ming Dynasty. Next, his coffin would enter the underground palace through the Shengxian Bridge behind him, and bid farewell to the human world. At the same time, hundreds of people wearing shackles and wearing Jiannu costumes were taken over and knelt in front of the Xiandian amid the beatings of the soldiers...

"This is?"

Li Dingguo said in confusion.

"Although I don't advocate the blood sacrifice to Lao Li, if they like it, let them do it!"

Yang Qing said.

It was as if he was not the first to use the Xiantang of Xiaoling as a execution ground, and from time to time, a few Jiannu and traitors used blood to sacrifice to the Ming Taizu.

The Battle of Lu'an has ended. Except for less than 20,000 Qing troops fled into the mountains and forests, and are still under encirclement and suppression, the remaining 50,000 Qing troops were annihilated in Lu'an. Kong Youde committed suicide and Geng Zhongming's whereabouts were unknown. It is said that he was shot and killed by siege rockets. Da Yu'er's brother Man Zhu Xili was shot dead when he broke through the siege. A total of 110,000 Qing troops who fled into the Shangdang Basin were destroyed. The remaining clearance was only a matter of time. The Qing troops who fled into the mountains and forests could not find food at all. This was not the Taihang Mountains that could grow corn and sweet potatoes during the Anti-Japanese War. There were not many crops to grow in the Taihang Mountains in this era.

They can't find much food in the mountains.

As long as the Ming army always maintains the blockade of clearance on the periphery, even if they don’t fight, they will probably starve to death.

There may be a very small number of fish that miss the net.

But that is insignificant. In short, the Qing army in the pass has become history, either becoming fertilizer for this land or becoming slaves and being squeezed out for the final value.

As for this blood sacrifice...

This was really not what he ordered, but Li Guo and others. They thought that sacrifices to Li Zicheng for blood to 200 Jiannu can comfort the spirit of Li in the sky.

After all, he didn't watch Dorgon's death.

Since this is the case, they will let them go. Anyway, there were some prisoners in Shunjun at this time, and they were just selling fewer. So two hundred prisoners were shackles and became sacrifices, and went to the temple to bleed so that Lao Li could leave with peace of mind. Moreover, there were several descendants or tribe members of the wild boar skin, including Chu Ying's grandson Du Erhu, whose two younger brothers had died in the Battle of Lu'an.
Chapter completed!