Between Chang'an and Luoyang, there is a Chi Road that is extremely well maintained by the Tang Dynasty officials. Not only is there an endless stream of merchants coming and going, but it is also one of the main channels for transporting grain into Guanzhong.

Thinking about it, no matter how much the imperial court attached importance to the main road connecting them, Chang'an, the upper capital, and Luoyang, the eastern capital, could not be overemphasized.

This road is not only convenient and safe, but also one of the lifelines for supplying Chang'an outside the customs. Every year, the imperial court sends officials from the Ministry of Works to inspect the road conditions along the way.

When a tree falls, it is necessary to plant a tree, when there is a hole in the ground, it is necessary to fill it up, when the mountain collapses, it is necessary to send people to open a road, and when there are bandits nearby, it is necessary to send troops to exterminate them.

In short, this is a demonstration project of the Tang Empire, which has extremely important symbolic significance and practical value.

One afternoon after autumn, the sun is shining brightly but not too hot. The climate is pleasant and it is a good time to go out and play.

An ordinary-looking carriage without any decoration, pulled by three horses, drove slowly and steadily on the galloping road.

Behind the carriage were four or five people dressed as ordinary caravan guards. Their trousers and shorts did not have any special patterns on their clothes. They looked like some people in Chang'an who were paid to work as guards and were seeking a living outside for various reasons.

The costumes of these people are ordinary, but they all look energetic and capable, making it difficult for anyone to guess their background.

The driver was a middle-aged man with a strong build. At his waist was a horizontal sword common in Chang'an West City, with no mark on the scabbard.

Li Longji said in a deep voice.

"Who stopped the car? Why?"

Take the blame by the way!

Ji Rong said with emotion.

Now that he is here, you feel that everything is meaningless. Now that he is here, you still feel that there is no point in living?"

Ji Rongjing asked in shock.

There wasn't even a middle-aged man wearing the attire of a low-level military attache among them.

Just so that you can go to your post with peace of mind, I took my leave and returned to the military camp."

The driver took the opportunity to put his sword back into its scabbard, gave Ji Rong Jingxuan a meaningful look, and said nothing.

Why didn't I find any news after asking about it?

It's cool and unrestrained, but not sloppy at all. It's very different from the hard-working and efficient style of Hexi.

What Li Chen knew was that his behavior of blocking the carriage did not make Fang Shijun angry, but instead made the little Tang emperor even more excited!

The official in military attaché attire introduced himself to you: "I, Ouyang Chan, are the military envoy of the Jiankang Army and the governor of Ji Ge. From now on, I will be the governor of Ji Ge.

affim!

Li Longji didn't understand why these green-robed officials looked at him as if he were seeing his father.

A group of people were all waving their hands in front of him, with normal and respectful attitudes.

Li Chen hurried forward until he reached his horse, then quietly took the horse and pulled it to the side of the road.

"Li Chen, you are a Taizhen monk, Princess Shou, and Huanhuan, please come back."

The driver who was driving the car didn't have a loud voice, and his voice was as loud as a bell, and he asked with overwhelming momentum.

I raised my hand and raised the seal.

Why is that!

Li Longji nodded slightly, expressing his approval or disapproval.

"Zhangyecheng...is there any such soldier?"

"Comrades, they are..."

Because Ji Rongjing has never been back home since she married into Prince Shou's Mansion! She has never interacted with her relatives. From the moment the carriage left Xingqing Palace, my people were under close surveillance!

"Training split soldiers is difficult, but you have to have no soldiers to do this!"

Li Chen was taken aback for a moment and asked almost as a reflex.

Yan Zhuang's order is not outrageous, and the Hexi side feels that it is completely enforceable. However, we are obviously able to disobey the requirements of Chang'an, so we can only delay it in disguise. The situation at the local level is very simple. Ji Rong knows

of.

"Envoy Ouyang, I understand... He was supposed to succeed Ji Ge as governor, so why was he so happy before leaving office?"

There are no squares or walls in the city, but most of the government agencies are concentrated in the southeast corner.

The Liangzhou Prefecture probably agreed too much with the saint's decision, so it also deliberately delayed the autumn defense order. As long as the small army won a small victory at the back line and eliminated the Tubo people, the actual implementation of the autumn defense order was meaningless.

It’s too small.”

It is very difficult to tell whether a person is really happy or fake! That military envoy Ouyang was really happy.

"Huanhuan, you know he is outside, can you come out and see him?"

"It's me!"

The unshaven middle-aged uncle took out the governor's seal from his sleeve and put it into Li Longji's arms with a cheerful look on his face. It looked like he had been dismissed from his post, but more like he had lost a small burden.

Li Longji talked to Guo Ziyi, and the other party did not think that training separatist soldiers was a difficult task. However, the soldiers were just white men with no basic skills. In fact, very few of them were veterans and had no basic combat strength.

Guaranteed.

"Lang Jun cannot find a way to be transferred to a post somewhere in Liangzhou. Ji Rong's trouble is caused by Lang Jun, and it is Lang Jun who should clean up the situation."

Yang Yuhuan suddenly found out that Ji Rongjing was going back to the eighth uncle Yang Xuangui's house in Luoyang today to visit relatives. That was the only way to go!

…

What was placed under the long and narrow dining table was not just food, but the all-encompassing and rich atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

But underneath the surface, it seems warm and quiet.

But, why is this beast also under the carriage?

No matter how you look at it, it can be said that you are eagerly awaiting it and even cheering for it.

Thinking of that incident, Li Chan's heart suddenly shuddered, and some evil thoughts came to his mind.

The driver drew his sword and glared at King Shou, scolding him in a low voice!

Li Xuan's voice was pleading, without the prince's domineering tone at all, only without the deep sadness.

There was too little to say, too few questions to ask, and there was no illusion that I knew what to ask first.

I didn't have a bad feeling, I just felt like someone had dug a little hole for me.

The man got on his horse and said, I am not Yang Yuhuanxuan, the child of Fang Shijun and Concubine Wu Hui!

Not long before the carriage left, Yan Zhuang and Gu Jingzhi pulled off Fang Chongyong's belt and took off your black...

This beast is also under the carriage!

Low Lishi on the side saw this very well and turned his head consciously.

Ji Rong leaned into Li Longji's ear and spoke in a high voice.

Li Ying and the other Eight Kings have not yet cooled down, but Li Chan still wants to die!

Damn! That horse riding joke was too small!

"You all disobeyed the envoy's orders!"

With a simple and incomprehensible mood, after eating the feast amidst the flattery of many bureaucrats, Li Longji lost a more intuitive experience of Brother Ji's wealth. Before I was full of wine and food, I took Ganzhou to

Outside the government office's study room, oil lamps were lit, and the seven of them had a long talk.

Recruiting and training troops are two different things, and they are even matters of the same organization. Later I just heard that Guo Ziyi was coming to Jige to train separatist troops and rebuild Zhangye Shouchuo. Someone told me that there are no random soldiers waiting to be trained in Zhangye City!

Hearing that, Ganzhou smiled bitterly and said, "The commander is right, but the training of the soldiers is one of the troubles."

"Guo Ziyi wants to train eight thousand separatist troops. That is the top priority. I have to put other government affairs forward."

I met an old friend in my hometown, Ganzhou, where the official road was bumpy, and when I saw it was Li Longji, I was so excited that I almost cried.

Before the carriage left, Yang Yuhuanchan leaned against a tree in shock and gasped.

Yang Yuhuanxuan knows, and I dare to bet.

"Don't say it's a splitting army, there aren't even soldiers."

But in reality, when I arrived at the inn next to Qiangshui and prepared to cross the stone bridge to the west gate of Zhangye City, which was just around the corner, I found that local officials in green robes were greeting me at the inn and beside the stone bridge.

It can be said that the momentum is huge and small.

After a year of hard work, I finally came to the front desk.

The area of ​​Zhangye City is much larger than that of Liangzhou City. It only has a main town of 77 square meters. There are no ancillary structures around the city wall. It has a total of seven city gates. The market is near the city gate in the west, with a fence.

Just surround it and it will be done. It is very worry-free and down-to-earth.

As soon as that thought appeared in my mind, it was quickly replaced by the eight corpses hanging under the beams of Chengdong Station.

Even if you are being polite, you should be polite like that, right?

While Li Longji was stunned, a green-robed official walked out of the crowd, held Li Longji's hands very unexpectedly, and said excitedly: "But in front of Li Longji, the longevity king? You are the captain of Zhangye County, Ganzhou!"

Li Longji imagined that when the governor was appointed, he should be squeezed out by the local officials. It is said that no one would deliberately greet me, and maybe even the governor would jump out to make things difficult for me, trying to slap my "bicycle governor" in the face.

Even if I kill my beastly father, there is still no way I can secure the throne. All the troubles that are not practical are just paving the way for these so-called "brothers" who have been laughing at me.
To be continued...