Traveling day and night, Su Yining and others spent ten days rushing back to the camp.
And now they are in mid-August, with continuous heavy rains in the north and south, and drought has begun in many places.
But here in the northwest, there is only sporadic rain. It is really a drought and a flood.
"Your Majesty, I received a tip that the Ashina tribe is in riot, and the young leader Adong is nowhere to be found. Now the Ashina tribe has become Arna's slave."
Han Yunshen's face was heavy, and what he was worried about still happened.
The reason why he didn't kill Ashinayan and his son was to prevent the tribes from engulfing each other. Once the tribes merged and grew stronger, the burning, killing and looting would become even more rampant.
The entire western Turks are divided into two parts. One part is composed of scattered Turks who are mainly nomadic and will only rob when they are short of supplies.
The other part is the real Turks. They are fierce and violent in their folk customs. They have always wanted to unify the Turks and have always wanted to send their troops south to seize this rich land.
Su Yining felt strange when he heard the news and couldn't help but ask.
"Well Ashina, you didn't hurt him, how could you still die on your own? He couldn't have been scared to death by you, right?"
She held her chin with one hand and said the most impossible possibility. She was just mumbling to herself and didn't want them to come back.
But the surrounding air suddenly became silent. She subconsciously raised her head and saw the expressions on the secret guards' faces that said, "You know the truth."
"..." She also looked at him in shock. At this time, she couldn't help but think of someone from the Three Kingdoms. She was frightened when she heard Zhang Fei's name.
"Cough cough cough!" Han Yun deeply touched the bridge of his nose.
"Pay close attention to the situation in Turks and report immediately if anything happens." He interrupted this topic very cleverly.
Since he had enough slaves, Su Yining was ready to do the first thing, which was to open the canal.
We are preparing to divert water from the Yangtze River so that the northwest is no longer a barren land and can be restored to life.
At the same time, new business empires were launched here.
Although the northwest is arid, there are many landforms suitable for planting. The nearest town to the border is Gancheng.
The reason why it is named after Gan is because the fruits grown here are particularly sweet and there are many specialty crops. Su Yining plans to carry forward these things.
If you want to get rich, plant trees first. A steady stream of poplar trees are transported from all over the country to the northwest, and patches of green come into view.
With the blessing of space spring water, she believes that this land will definitely become a place where every inch of land is valuable.
The enthusiasm of the people was even more intense than that of Su Yining. As soon as they heard that someone was opening a canal, someone immediately organized and came to help.
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After talking about it in two parts, Jun Lingye, Yue Ying, and Su Jinshuang finally reached the northwest.
The experiences along the way were something they would never forget.
The pursuit of soldiers is trivial to them. The most difficult thing is that there is no human habitation. There are Gobi and sandy slopes everywhere, and there are countless scorching suns.
The three of them took off five layers of skin before arriving at the West Camp.
"Your Majesty, there is someone outside asking to see you, saying she is Su Xiaojiang's sister."
Sister? Han Yun was stunned for a moment before she remembered, oh, it’s Su Jinshuang.
He said very casually: "Since they are all here, let's send them to open up wasteland. They are not suitable to live in the army."
"..." The guards were dumbfounded on the spot. After all, it was Su Xiaojiang's sister who was just sent away like this? The three of them were quite miserable.
"What? Is there anything else?"
"Uh, why don't you see them? They don't seem to be doing well..."
"Oh, as long as he's not dead, just let someone take him there." Han Yunshen said casually, and then began to write the memorial in his hand.
Yes, this is a memorial sent to the emperor, and he is reporting on the affairs of the Turks.
At the same time, he is also suspicious of the relationship between Tujue, Fenghua, Nanqing, and Beiheng, and has sent people to Fenghua Kingdom to investigate.
He felt that Xue Zixin's appearance was not an accident. It was better to explore the truth first. After all, the previous ones were all assumptions.
Another letter was sent to Mr. Xue Guogong. In order to confirm whether Xue Zixin was their child, the person who delivered the baby must be found.
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After Jun Lingye saw the bitter cold in the northwest, his mood was very complicated. The country was not as easy to defend as he had imagined.
Su Jinshuang cried, her little mouth pursed into a thin line.
"Does my sister live in such a cold and miserable place? Where is she now? I want to see her right away."
Yueying remained silent as always, silently handing her a handkerchief. Since leaving Beijing, he has become more and more transparent and less talkative.
The only thing that hasn't changed is his concern for Su Jinshuang.
"Shuang'er, when you see the princess later, you must not call her sister, you have to call her brother." Jun Lingye had already thought that Su Yining must have changed his appearance to stay in the army.
Yueying pursed her lips as she was about to open her mouth, but silently took the handkerchief she used.
The soldiers who came forward to receive them made the handover.
"The prince said, let you plant trees and open canals." The guards showed a touch of pity after seeing them, because except for Yue Ying, Jun Lingye and Su Jinshuang could no longer look like humans.
His face was red and swollen, large areas of skin were peeling off, his lips were chapped and bloody, and his hair was as gray as hay.
Jun Lingye felt that he had heard hallucinations during the long journey. He grinned dryly: "Tell me again, what did the prince want us to do?"
"Tsk, why can't you understand other people's words? You are asked to plant trees and dig canals, do you understand? You are just working to open up wasteland, why are you pretending to be stupid!"
The bodyguard did not know Jun Lingye, and had never thought that a dignified prince would be like this. He took the lead on horseback, signaling for them to follow quickly.
Yueying asked Su Jinshuang to get on the donkey cart, and took the donkey cart away without waiting for Jun Lingye.
Jun Lingye, who didn't want to be left behind, could only jog all the way and jumped onto the donkey cart.
"Brothers, work harder! Let's drink mutton soup today!!!" Su Yining rolled up his arms and sleeves, and waved the hoe quickly in his hand, digging up a large piece of dry soil with each stroke.
Hearing the sound of broth, the people who were working along swung their hoes significantly faster. Even the slaves licked their lips unconsciously, as if the mutton soup was right in front of them.
"Okay! Don't worry, General Su. You guys will work hard."
"Brothers, work harder, don't let Su Xiaojiang compete with you! If there are so many of us, we can't beat her, then we will be kicked off the bed by our wife when we get home!"
"Don't worry, it won't happen!"
Su Jinshuang's shouts came from the distance: "Brother!!! Brother!!!" She stood on the donkey cart and cheered.
Su Yining still reacted at first and raised her head to see who was coming. Unexpectedly, she was thrown into her arms by a pretty figure.
"Brother, I miss you so much..." After seeing my sister, tears fell down, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Seeing that Su Yining's palms were wrapped with gauze, her tears flowed even more fiercely, and there was a hissing pain from the tears across her face.
"Hey, brother, it's okay. Brother, it's okay. Look, this face has been deleted." Su Yining wiped her tears. It seemed that she had suffered a lot along the way.
When he raised his head again, he saw Jun Lingye's face that needed a beating, and he thought he had a bang on his head.
He raised his hand and fanned it.
"Little bastard, what are you doing here!!!" Ten thousand fucks in her heart were not enough to describe her feelings.