This empire has no farmers and is unstable, but simple agriculture cannot support this huge empire.

It’s not that it’s not enough to support it, but that there are too many people and more people who don’t work. The humble old author is always at the bottom and is being squeezed one after another.

In addition, business is not enough. All agriculture and commerce in the era of power are fragile, no matter how prosperous it is.

Zhu Yunxiu cannot change the current imperial power supremacy and power supremacy, because he is the highest-level person who dominates all this, and even directors all this and enjoys all this.

But he can give the empire room to reverse or even smoothly transition in the future.

There have been precedents in this regard by Western colonists.

In its heyday, the British Empire scattered the world, claiming that the sun never set.

The huge territory brought him endless cheap raw materials, allowing his goods to be dumped around the world and turned into wealth.

At the same time, the huge territory greatly alleviated the pressure on the breeding of the empire's population. The plundered living space has become a paradise for the people of the empire. Over the years of accumulation, all development is natural.

No one understands Zhu Yunxiu's painstaking efforts.

So he is destined to be the lone brave man of this era!

Destined to bear the infamy.

~~

As soon as the sky was dawn, an ordinary carriage slowly drove past Chang'an Street.

The soldiers who had just changed their defense at the city gate were still a little lazy. They were drinking soy milk and always looked at the slowly coming carriage with displeasure. They were chewing fried dough sticks in their mouths, and cursed vaguely, "Cao, who is so early?"

?”

As he said that, he gave the soldier next to him a look.

The latter was also full of impatientness, and walked forward with his waist knife hanging up, "Hey, what are you doing? The city gate hasn't opened yet?"

Wow!

The carriage stopped, and the person who drove the carriage was a white-haired old man who held the reins.

"Where are you going so early?" The soldier continued to lead people forward.

The next second, Mr. Zhang, who was eating breakfast, suddenly felt a little nervous.

The old man who was driving the car took off his straw hat and showed a scar-covered face, his cold eyes looked like a corpse guard at a mass grave outside the city.

He looked at the soldier who was asking questions disdainfully, "According to the rules, the city gate should be opened. Why, don't you let us go?"

"Hey, are you old..."

"Get out!" He stepped forward and kicked the soldier away, shouted, "Hurry up and open the city gate!"

Cruff!

The winch on the city tower twisted hard, making a creeping sound. As the iron chains hovered, a gap appeared in the city gate.

The old man rushed to the car looked at the boss with a squinted eyes and smiled contemptuously, "You guy knows what you see!"

"Boss, who is that?" Xiaobing rubbed his back and asked as he looked at the back of the carriage.

The man looked scared, "You are so mama, you deserve to be a soldier for the rest of your life!" As he said that, he pointed to the carriage and cursed, "You don't even know Mr. Guo's carriage?"

~

That's right, it was Guo Ying's carriage that left the city.

Only one old servant, two boxes of luggage.

The carriage drove past the magnificent city gate. Guo Ying, who was shutting his eyes in the carriage, could no longer help but open the curtain and look back.

The city gate is still a city gate, and the city wall is still a city wall.

It seems to be no different from decades ago.

But suddenly, the scene of seeing this city wall for the first time decades ago appeared in his mind.

Dead people, dead people everywhere!

The corpses under the city wall were piled up high, and the siege cars and ladders could not be installed at all. The battle boots with iron nails were stumbled on the ground, and the blood of the dead clotted into a river, reaching the ankle.

Looking at the city wall, Guo Ying's eyes were covered with mist.

How many good brothers are sleeping here forever.

How many heroes died in different places in their heads under the arrow.

"Brothers, I'm leaving and going home!" Guo Ying still looked at the city wall with moist eyes, "This place... we built a desperate place at the beginning, and thought it was a hundred times better than our hometown, but it was actually not as good as our home at all!

No matter how good this is, it is not our home!"

"Master!" The old servant who was driving the car called out, "I'm going to pass by the Feixiong Army's barracks. Should we take a detour or what?"

"Go around!" Guo Ying said lightly, "Now I'm annoyed when I see the soldiers!"

"yes!"

As soon as the old servant finished speaking, he immediately looked behind him with vigilance and raised his ears.

The calloused hand subconsciously touched the shaft of the chariot, took the bow with his left hand, and grabbed six arrows in an instant with his right hand, one of which was already on the bowstring.

"Hor Guo walked slowly!"

Da da, the sound of horse hooves came.

Guo Ying waved his hand to the vigilant old servant, squinted his eyes and looked back, and then laughed silently.

The one who came was Duke Chang Sheng of Zheng, who had no time to tie his clothes tightly.

"I slept on the city gate building last night. As soon as I got up, I heard that you were out of the city!" Chang Sheng gasped and leaned over immediately and said, "Are you?" As he said, his eyes fell on the carriage carriage

On the tied luggage, he said in surprise, "This is too hasty!"

"Let's go early and late!" Guo Ying smiled, "It's better to get a good day as soon as possible!"

"Then you can't just have such a thing!" Chang Sheng frowned, "You can't be escorted without someone..."

Guo Ying waved his hand, "Old man, who will use escorts to those who survived from the dead?" He said, pointing to his luggage, "There are everything in my hometown, and it's a burden to bring those things. Besides, I won't come back in the future!"

Chang Sheng suddenly asked in a low voice, "Long live to know you are leaving!"

"Nonsense, don't he nod, will I dare to leave?" Guo Ying laughed and scolded, "Okay, go back! You are in charge of the Jiucheng Jingying, your responsibilities are of great importance. Don't delay it for too long!"

"That's not possible!" Chang Sheng said stubbornly, "You are an elder, and I will send you a ride in person!" As he said that, he turned around and looked at his personal soldiers, "Go, go to the front military camp to transfer a battalion of troops over,

Send the old marquis back to his hometown!”

"Chang Lao Er, don't be damn!" Guo Ying suddenly glared, then waved to let Chang Sheng approach, and whispered, "What the hell do you want to do! If you keep in charge of the troops, you can transfer troops at will.

There are five hundred people in a battalion. Are they soldiers of the Ming Dynasty or your private soldiers?"

"Young man, don't you... think it's too deserted to leave just like this!" Chang Sheng said with a smile.

"Compared with the brothers who died in battle under the city wall, I am already very glorious!" Guo Ying looked at him, "Besides, I have been glorious for a lifetime, and I want to be deserted now!" As he said that, he was polite and confronted me.

Chang Sheng punched, "You kid, you used to look like a very honest person, why are you so arrogant?"

"Look at what you said!" Chang Sheng smiled, "You are thinking too much, even if the emperor knows, he won't say anything!"

"That can't be done!" Guo Ying frowned, "Before leaving, I will tell you a few words, looking at your father's face, you are the relatives, you are the relatives, if you are not a minister, you are the relatives, you are the relatives, do you understand?

”

As he was talking, Guo Ying suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because he suddenly discovered that there was a smile in Chang Sheng's eyes.

"Damn it, are you so mean to me?" Guo Ying immediately understood and smiled.

"To be honest, I just want to chase you out...haha!" Chang Sheng smiled and said, "Look for some minor illness! But I'm sincere to give it to you, the younger generation!"

"It's better to know how to get a small illness and get a good person!" Guo Ying cursed, "You're still young!"

The words of two generations of nobles are all in the words of the words.

Guo Ying wanted to leave in a low-key manner, not to disturb anyone, and not to engage in big battles.

Chang Sheng wanted to take this opportunity to make some mistakes on purpose.

The old and the young all saw the court clearly and the people's hearts.

"I'm not good at being a good uncle!" Guo Ying glanced at Chang Sheng a few times, and suddenly smiled teasingly, "Be careful in the future, there will be no place in your home, whether in the military or in the court!"

"I know what kind of slap in my younger generation, I can't get on the table!" Chang Sheng laughed, "Let's let the wise!"

These words made Guo Ying think of someone for no reason.

Duke Xu Huizu of Wei State!

He looked like a person who was stable and stable, but sometimes not fighting was a kind of struggle, and not fighting was a kind of attitude for the superiors to see. Moreover, he is now becoming more and more respected and has become the face of the noble military marquis of Huaixi.

....

In the future, it's hard to say!

"You boy, you are better than your father, at least you know how to be self-deprecating!" Guo Ying smiled and sighed again, "Oh, just understand! Go back, if you have time in the future, you will sit in the old man's village, we two are both here.
To be continued...