If he stabbed the Wei State, captured Xiangyang, and then annexed Nanyang, taking the entire Jingzhou into his pocket, Emperor Sun would probably laugh out loud in his dreams.

Now that the Guanzhong army has taken control of Yongguan, the restoration of Wuguan does not need to be as fast as Tongguan.

"You are not in a hurry, but some people are." Zhang Xiaosi looked up from Feng Junhou's arms, "During the days when you went to inspect the north, Hanzhong had already agreed to build a temple for the Prime Minister."

When Feng Junhou heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and even sat up:

"what happened?"

It shouldn’t be!

From the murder of Li Miao, we can see that the little fat man's treatment of the prime minister should be no different from that in history.

The little fat man in history did build a temple for the prime minister.

But at the beginning, he disagreed.

Later, people from the court kept coming to persuade the people to make sacrifices on the roadside all the year round. Only then did the little fat man agree to build a temple in Han Dynasty.

Just because of this matter, the little fat man was criticized by some people, saying that a king is not a king, a minister is not a subordinate, and it is not in line with the rules.

Feng Junhou also hinted to Zhang Xiaosi that he wanted to advance this matter.

But he was scolded by Zhang Xiaosi.

So in the end I could only comfort myself, it would happen sooner or later anyway, and tell myself not to worry.

Unexpectedly, after just returning from a tour, Hanzhong actually agreed to build a temple for the Prime Minister.

"Where does Your Majesty plan to build a temple for the Prime Minister?"

"Where else could it be? Of course it's Lantian County, right at the foot of the mountain where the prime minister is buried, so it's convenient for people to go there to worship."

"What's the reason?"

Feng Junhou lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xiaosi who continued to lie on his chest.

The black hair spread out like a waterfall, not only covering Feng Junhou's chest, but also covering part of the bed.

Feng Junhou, who entered the time of the sage, was not seduced by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Although he doesn't have Zhang Xiaosi's political talent, he still has some sensitivity after having been in a high position for a long time.

I always felt that something was wrong about the imperial court ordering the erection of a temple for the Prime Minister so quickly.

Zhang Xiaosi yawned:

"The prime minister has fulfilled the late emperor's wish to return the old capital, so is he still not qualified to build a temple?"

Of course there is. Even if the late emperor's will was not fulfilled, wouldn't the little fat man still be established?

"It just feels a bit fast. Could it be that someone in the court made a suggestion and the emperor immediately agreed?"

Zhang Xiaosi shook his head, his black hair undulating like waves:

"It was not just someone from the court who proposed it, but officials from all the counties in the Shu region wrote a letter saying that when the people learned that the Prime Minister had passed away, they gathered by the roadside to worship privately."

"How can the emperor go against the will of the people?" Zhang Xiaosi raised his head again, revealing the white of his neck, "What did I say in the first place?"

"There are people in the court who are much more urgent than you. You don't have to worry about this matter at all. Someone will take care of it for you."

Feng Junhou couldn't help but stretched out his hand, letting the softness fill his palm, and asked at the same time:

"Who's taking the lead?"

"Xiang Chong, the governor of Bajun."

"It turned out to be him."

Bajun County governs Jiangzhou, and it was originally the home base that Li Yan worked hard to manage. Later, the Prime Minister came to drain the fire and tried to find a way to transfer Li Yan away, or it could be said that he was forced to leave.

Later, Xiang Chong was transferred to serve as the prefect.

Under such circumstances, the person who can take over the position of Bajun must be the person whom the Prime Minister trusts the most.

What's more, this person's name also appeared on the "Scheduling List".

After all, there are only a few people promoted by the late emperor himself.

Xiang Chong is one of the veterans who was affirmed by the late emperor and the Prime Minister and is still alive.

At this time, he took the lead in writing a letter and suggested building a temple for the prime minister, which was quite reasonable.

"So you have to hurry up and repair Wuguan as soon as possible."

Feng Junhou was stunned.

He really couldn't figure it out. He was obviously talking about building a temple for the prime minister, so why did he come back to talk about martial arts?

"Oh, you're so stupid!"

Zhang Xiaosi hit him in disgust and said, "The Prime Minister accepted the late emperor's will to revive the Han Dynasty and return it to the old capital."

"Now that Chang'an has been recovered, Your Majesty has built a temple for the Prime Minister. Doesn't it mean that His Majesty is determined to inherit the legacy of the late Emperor and Prime Minister?"

When Feng Junhou heard this, he was immediately shocked.

What the hell!

What is it about a strong sense of familiarity from later generations?

We are...successors, inheritance...

"Return to the old capital?"

"Yes, after building a temple for the Prime Minister, the next step is probably that His Majesty will come to Guanzhong to offer sacrifices, and then..."

Feng Junhou continued: "Then the capital will be moved to Chang'an."

No wonder they are rushing to repair Wuguan.

If nothing else, this operation is really smooth.

He not only acted as a wise king who was kind to the public opinion, but also gave himself the aura of inheriting the legacy of the late emperor and prime minister, and at the same time logically promoted the return of the old capital.

Who agrees?

Who objects?

Logically speaking, moving the capital is a major matter for the country and must be done with caution.

I didn't see the Wei State. It was clear that the puppet emperor had been staying in Xuchang, but he didn't dare to openly say that he wanted to move the capital.

This wave of operations in Hanzhong has reduced the resistance to the minimum, which can be said to be a huge move.

Secretary Zhang nodded: "I'll see you tomorrow, Alang."

Then she said with some worry: "It's just that Chang'an is in ruins, and I'm afraid that the palace built in a hurry will be too crude."

We need to repair Wuguan and build a palace. This is no small project.

It will consume a lot of national and people's power.

But the benefits are obvious. As long as the capital is actually moved to Chang'an, Ji Han will have the image of Sanxing.

At least Wei Guo can no longer say with a straight face that he is the right one in the world, the world's orthodoxy or something like that.

Guanzhong and Hedong are both gone, and they’re hit by the ass!

For Ji Han, returning to the old capital was a very inspiring move.

Not only can the loyal people see hope, but it can also scare those who waver, so that they dare not bet on Wei easily.

The most important thing is that after the capital was moved to Chang'an, Adou's position became unbreakable.

"No matter how simple the palace is, Your Majesty is still willing to live there, right? When Emperor Gaozu established his capital in Chang'an, he couldn't even find horses of the same color to pull his cart."

He conquered Sanfu from Hanzhong, pacified Guanzhong and then established his capital in Chang'an. This resume is almost exactly the same as that of Emperor Gaozu.

Based on this resume alone, the little fat man can advance a lot in the ranking of historical emperors.

If we can really take advantage of the favorable geographical location in Guanzhong, we can imitate Emperor Gaozu and march eastward to unify the world.

That is an achievement on par with Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Guangwu.

If he really wanted to do this, he would be willing to live in a thatched house, let alone live in a simple way temporarily.

Even if he doesn't want to, I'm afraid Empress Zhang will try her best to let him live there.

Feng Junhou patted Zhang Xingyi's smooth back:

"Don't worry, you can send a message to Hanzhong and ask the palace to send Niu Wa over. I will also mobilize some engineering teams and craftsmen from Nanxiang."

With the continuous improvement of technology, the furnace fire temperature that Dahan can control is getting higher and higher.

Although the pass rate of calcined cement coming out of the kiln has not reached mass production, it is still possible to build a palace for my brother-in-law.

Zhang Xiaosi yawned again and squinted his eyes, probably because he was too tired and wanted to fall asleep:

"Okay, I listen to Alang. When the emperor moves the capital to Chang'an, our marriage will be put on the agenda, and Alang must prepare early."
Chapter completed!