After Yang Fan explained in his own way, he hid his gentleman's weapon in his body and waited for it to move, Wu Meiniang could only lie on the couch softly and weakly.

Seeing Yang Fan being ready to go out under Xing'er's tidying, Wu Meiniang yawned and asked lazily and powerlessly: "Is Husband going out?"

Yang Fan turned around and smiled slightly and said, "Mei Niang has a good rest. Uncle Fu said that the first batch of finished products of Yangjiaping's glass workshop has been released. I will take a look and check how the group of boys are training."

Wu Meiniang said with joy: "Have the glass products been released? Wouldn't that mean that several glass shops in Chang'an City can be opened?"

Yang Fan was full of pride and said, "Of course. I will go to Cheng Mansion first and inform Uncle Cheng that the plan could be started, and then go to Yangjiaping. These things will be hard for Mei Niang in the future."

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Wu Meiniang looked excited, her little head lit like a chicken pecking at rice, and even her sour and weak body eased a little.

Looking at Wu Meiniang's wealth-loving look, Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh secretly. This girl couldn't be the emperor, and now she is almost intrigued by money.

He bent down, kissed Wu Meiniang's forehead, turned around and took a big step away.

He covered his forehead with his hands and looked at the direction where Yang Fan's figure disappeared. Wu Meiniang's beautiful eyes became a little confused.

I have been blessed with my life, and I can actually get such considerate husband.

After a while, the cute Qiong's nose sucked hard, and the smell in the room had not yet dissipated, which made her heart beat hot.

Feeling the sticky feeling on the couch, she couldn't help but blush.

Seeing Xing'er standing aside with her head hanging down, Wu Meiniang struggled to support her soft body, pinched Xing'er's face and said with a smile:

"Little girl liar, why don't you help me get up and take a shower quickly? If you suffer in the future, will you still smile when you see you? You won't ask for forgiveness at that time."

Xing'er suddenly blushed with shame, and she lowered her head and dared not speak, but her face was full of expectations.

*******

At the end of the Si period, Yang Fan and a few guards rode fast horses to Yangjiaping.

Although it was late summer at this time, the sun was still very hot at noon. Although there was no hot summer in the dog days, the bumpy roads and the dust raised made Yang Fan feel a little uncomfortable.

Transportation in ancient times was so inconvenient, and horses were equivalent to private cars in later generations.

But the road is too bad, it is a bit hard to be faster, and it is a bit long to be comfortable.

Yang Fan couldn't help but think of the wide asphalt roads in later generations, as well as the high-speed rail and planes that were as fast as lightning.

Just think about high-speed rail and airplane, but if you have the opportunity, you can build a cement road.

Because they rode a fat and strong fast horse, they arrived at Yangjiaping at noon.

At this time, Yangjiaping had been basically completed, and people came and went on the wide Qingshi streets.

If someone who doesn’t know would think he has arrived in a market in Chang’an!

Although the Tang Dynasty was a prosperous era, most of the people I saw along the way were pale and thin, ragged and numb.

But now what I saw on this street is full-faced, cleanly dressed, talking and laughing in groups of three or three. This is the look of a prosperous era!

A sense of pride came from the bottom of my heart. This was a small town he built himself. How could Yang Fan not be excited if he had such a grand scenery?

If this grand scene is replicable and continuity, it means that your approach was also feasible in ancient times.

It is entirely possible to gradually push forward this backward era with the point leading the way, and the big stone in my heart finally felt a little lighter.

"Is this unfaithful uncle?"

"Look, everyone, Uncle Zhongyi is back to see us!"

...

I don’t know who recognized Yang Fan’s identity and shouted, and the streets suddenly became noisy, and everyone moved closer to Yang Fan.

After a while, hundreds of people gathered on the streets.

I saw an old man in his fifties walking out with a trembling trembling.

An escort in front of Yang Fan quickly stopped the man and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Looking at the tall and big guards, the old man was a little scared.

Waving his hand to let the guards go aside, Yang Fan stepped forward and asked, "Does the old man have something to look for someone?"

Seeing Yang Fan coming up to talk to him, the old man said excitedly: "The old man is a wise man named Chen San. If he doesn't have to call him Zhongyi Bo like this, the count just calls me Chen Laosan."

Then he knelt down and said with tears in his eyes: "The old man's family has no food and clothing after being affected by the disaster. He has received the title of life. Now our father and son are working in the workshop. Not only have a residence, but also food and money. The Count is Bodhisattva alive, please be worshiped by the old man."

After saying that, he pounded on the bluestone slab several times.

This made Yang Fan a little confused. The old man was a little unruly and knelt down when he had disagreements.

It feels a bit uncomfortable to make an old man in his fifties kowtow.

Just as I was about to help him up, I saw the crowd on the street kneeling down.

Loyalty, righteousness, be kind and kind, please accept a certain Yang...

Thank you for your life...

The loyal uncle will live a hundred years, and the Duke and the Marquis will live forever...

The group of people behind Chen San, who had raised their heads, suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Fan like the wind blowing breasts.

"Everyone get up..."

This made Yang Fan feel a little panicked. He helped up the few people approaching him and shouted.

But as soon as he helped the man up, the man knelt down again, and he didn't listen to advice at all. Seeing this scene, Yang Fan did not help them up again.

Listening to these praises and looking at the people who kowtowed to him and were grateful to him, Yang Fan felt a sense of passionate blood flowing into his heart.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were the most diligent and the kindest and most grateful people in the world.

They don’t care who becomes the emperor or what the name of this country is.

They only have one simplest and simple wish, to have enough food and clothing.

Whoever lets them have enough food is their benefactor, and whoever can let them have enough food is their god.

In their eyes, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism are worthless. They are all a group of mud legs. They don’t understand and don’t want to know.

I just know who gives me food and living in a house, and I will devote myself to whom I will go to.

This is also the reason why later generations praised Li Shimin as a wise king of a generation.

Because Li Shimin was able to make more people have enough food, the people supported him, and historians praised him very much.

As for killing brothers and fighting for the throne, forcing fathers to give way, killing brothers and taking over his wife, these are not big deals and have nothing to do with them.

As long as you let us have a full meal, you are the wise ruler and the emperor of the ages.

No matter morality, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame, it is even better than a meal of rice that can survive or a house that shelters from wind and rain.

The people are so simple, so pure, and so simple.

If Li Shimin was like Emperor Ling of Han, only knowing how to eat, drink and enjoy, causing chaos in the world and people's lives, you can imagine how historical materials would criticize him.

Fortunately, he knew his shame and then bravely, showing his diligent and loving people, allowing most people to have enough food.

Therefore, all the mistakes he made can be said to be excusable, and all the stains are only flaws without perfect people.

So he didn't need to change the history books at all, and the people had already spoken for him and even praised him for his merits.

Who is wrong? As long as it is for the good of most people and as long as the people can live a good life, even if there are some moral flaws, they can be forgiven.

This is why Li Shimin, who was so bad about morality, became the emperor of the ages.

At this time, Yang Fan had a deep feeling.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier again. He didn't know how many people's expectations could be carried by his small arms.

But he knew that within his ability, he would do his best in the future.
Chapter completed!