In the late autumn grassland, the grass is either green or slightly yellow. A gust of autumn wind blows, and the grass falls to the ground one after another, as if bowing to the north wind.
The morning light slowly rose and was immediately submerged by the sun. The sun was bright, turning the grassland into a golden color.
Ta-ta-ta!
More than two hundred horsemen from the Northern Xinjiang Army slowly appeared at the end of the sky.
"Second brother, just ahead is Nangui City."
The fat elder pointed forward, "Since the last time when the deputy envoy led the troops to Yaowu, the defenders of Nangui City have become much more honest and will not go to our side to find trouble."
The thin elder said: "It is said that the guard Xiao Yan gave an order that you are not allowed to leave the city unless you have nothing to do."
"I was frightened by Mr. Lang."
With the cold wind, Wang Laoer stuffed the last piece of dried meat into his mouth, "Catch a few prisoners and find out the news."
"Take orders!"
Just as the dozen or so sergeants were about to attack, someone listened and said, "Listen, it's the sound of a large vehicle."
Squeak!
Squeak!
The wheels were rolling, and more than ten large vehicles appeared in front.
"It's the Northern Xinjiang Army!"
Someone exclaimed, "Run!"
This is a migratory team.
Men ride horses while women and children take a nap on the cart.
After hearing the exclamation, everyone mounted their horses and prepared to flee.
Ta-ta-ta!
More than two hundred scouts were divided into two teams and surrounded them from both wings.
The scouts from Northern Xinjiang are like wolves hunting for prey, driving away, surrounding, and threatening in no hurry...
The three shepherds fell under their horses and groaned, while the remaining men, women, and children knelt together and trembled.
"I want news."
Wang Laoer looked at these shepherds with some impatience.
He thought of Liang Huahua and Eryang.
Do you like Liang Huahua?
The man asked this question three times, and the lady asked it five times. Each time, she smiled, but there was melancholy in her eyes. It was as if she saw A Liang grow up and become rebellious, unwilling to listen to his parents.
Wang Laoer doesn't know who he likes. He only knows that he lives like this every day, with dried meat to eat, a group of close people, and things to do...
A person must give himself some instructions for his life, such as finding a small goal for himself.
Lang Jun taught him earnestly, and Wang Laoer knew very well that Lang Jun was worried that he would be so heartless and waste his life like this.
What am I going to do in this life?
Wang Laoer doesn't know.
After thinking too much, he felt upset for the first time, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to come and spy.
An old man knelt on the ground and shivered, "Noble sir, we are just ordinary herdsmen."
Wang Laoer dismounted and said, "We are herdsmen now. When the army goes south, we will become bandits and horse thieves!"
Bei Liao was proud and naturally disdained to go south with stragglers. But every time they went south was an opportunity to plunder, so these herdsmen would prepare their own weapons and food and follow the army. Once they won, they would follow and plunder...
The leading generals usually tacitly allow these people to help the army clear the battlefield and kill the enemy's defeated troops. The generals will even reward them if they have meritorious service.
Of course, if we lose, no problem, we will turn around and run away.
With a large army supporting them in front, they ran without any pressure.
The old man said in a trembling voice: "Since the respected Deputy Yang... Yang came to Taoxian County, we have been grazing herds honestly and have never peeked south."
Respected Deputy Yang likes to set up poles for these bandits. The poles are erected on both sides of the pastoral road, with one end protruding from the mouth of the bandit. It looks like fish is being grilled through branches.
Another old man said: "No one dares to challenge the order of the respected Deputy Ambassador Yang. We are honest people."
Rumor has it that the respected Deputy Ambassador Yang can also cast spells and can easily imprison a person's soul.
Wang Laoer asked: "I need to know what's happening in Nangui City. The information is valuable, so you will be safe. If anyone wants to trick me, then..."
The fat elder took a step forward, the sack on his back fluttering in the morning breeze.
"It's Mr. Wang!"
A girl screamed, her face was red, and she looked at Wang Laoer as if she were looking at a piece of fat lamb, steaming hot, fresh out of the pot, and extremely delicious.
"By God!" the two old men kowtowed.
This is the man who is rumored to have made harvesting human heads his life's work.
An old man asked piously: "Are you Wang Laoer under the command of the respected Deputy Envoy Yang?"
Wang Laoer nodded.
The old man sighed and his expression relaxed.
Wang Laoer asked: "Why are you so happy?"
The old man smiled and said: "Since you are in a desperate situation, there is no need to struggle, just give yourself to God."
This is an open-minded person.
"Recently, grain and grass have often been transported into Nangui City, and there are also many large carts pulling rocks, which creak and creak, making deep ruts on the pastoral roads, so that we are running slower than originally planned.
Three days…”
If it hadn't been for this incident, this migrating team would have appeared on the right side of Nangui City, heading towards Kunzhou.
"They are very cautious. When we passed by Nangui City yesterday, we were intercepted. More than a hundred people pointed bows and arrows at us. We were told to throw away our swords and kneel down, otherwise they would shoot us. But we were just herdsmen, but they regarded us as
Those gods flying around."
The gods flying around refer to the practitioners.
Food is constantly being transported in, which is preparation for holding on.
As for the stones, they may have been used to defend the city...
"By the way, those stones are said to be used to build houses." The girl said.
That day, several Nangui City sergeants stared at her, their faces flushed. If there were no generals there, there would probably be a battle, and she would be the prize.
She even felt a little regretful, but after seeing Wang Laoer, all the regrets disappeared.
This is the most powerful man!
If he is willing, I can give birth to a child for him.
The girl's cheeks were flushed, and her mediocre appearance became more attractive at this moment.
This is noteworthy news.
Wang Laoer was satisfied, "Let's go!"
This is a generous man.
The two old men felt relieved, and one of them said: "Dear second brother, can we go to Northern Xinjiang?"
"Why are you going to Northern Xinjiang?" Wang Laoer asked.
"Some people say that the respected Deputy Ambassador Yang has taken a fancy to this grassland and will lead his army to attack. We are nomadic in various places. In the past two years, we have heard many businessmen mention the goodness of Northern Xinjiang and the goodness of Deputy Ambassador Yang. We think,
Can you go to settle in Northern Xinjiang..."
"We will abide by all the rules and turn in cattle, sheep and war horses every year. If Deputy Ambassador Yang opens his mouth, we will pick up weapons and fight for him."
Wang Laoer looked at these people, his eyes flashed over the girl without stopping, "There will be a chance."
"May I ask Brother Wang, when will I have the opportunity?"
"Wait later."
Lang Jun said that Northern Xinjiang will take the initiative to launch an attack in the future, and then this pasture will belong to Northern Xinjiang.
Then, these shepherds are naturally Langjun's slaves.
Um!
Langjun’s slave!
Wang Laoer suddenly felt something in his heart.
slave!
One day, Lang Jun drank too much and sang loudly, "We want to be the masters of the world."
Lang Jun said that this world belongs to him, so I will help him conquer this world.
Let everyone in the world be the slave of Langjun.
No no no!
Lang Jun once said that people of the Tang Dynasty are compatriots.
Turn all the foreigners in the world into Lang Jun's slaves.
Wang Laoer's eyes lit up.
He felt that he had found the goal for his life.
When he returned to Taoxian County, he first went to report the news.
"Food! This is preparation for holding on. Building a house of stone?"
Yang Xuan cursed: "That's cruel enough."
He said last time that if the defenders dared to fight in the streets, he would burn down Nangui City and let the soldiers and civilians return to the west together.
Unexpectedly, the defenders of Nangui City came up with such a stupid idea.
Yang Xuan asked Jiang Cunzhong: "Lao Jiang, if you stick to Nangui City, what methods will you use?"
Jiang Cunzhong said: "Reinforce the city wall and train the sergeants..."
"What about replacing all the wooden houses in the city with mud houses and stone houses?"
Jiang Cunzhong was stunned, "Why?"
"street fighting!"
"If you have the courage to fight in the streets, why don't you have the courage to fight the enemy on the city wall to the last man?"
Yang Xuan smiled happily, "Look, all my subordinates know the truth, but those Beiliao fools turned a blind eye.
They would rather spend countless people's energy demolishing houses, digging stones, and moving stones...
If you have this skill, it is better to use stones to build a stronger Nangui City."
Liu Qing raised his eyes from the document in his hand and said, "You don't even think about it. Build a Jingguan here and put up a few poles there. Who wouldn't be afraid?"
"It's better to be afraid!"
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "Well, get ready! I will lead the army and set off in five days."
Everyone saluted, "Yes."
Yang Xuan and Wang Laoer left the Jiedushi Mansion.
"Lang Jun, I thought of it."
Wang Laoer looked very happy.
"Oh! What did you think of?"
Yang Xuan thought he had thought of which beauty he liked.
As long as the beauty is not married, Yang Xuan can find a way to turn her into Wang Laoer's wife.
Zhou Ning will also take action and use Zhou's name to solemnly promise to be cautious about this marriage.
Wang Laoer said: "Langjun, you said you want to be the master of the world, then I will turn all the foreigners in the world into Langjun's slaves."
This ideal...
But what Yang Xuan wants to ask is women!
Yang Xuan was a little annoyed, kicked him, and then shouted: "Go back and find Tu Gong, there is a woman over there for you to see."
Wang Laoer said with a sad face: "Is it okay if I don't go?"
Yang Xuan geared up and Wang Laoer had no choice but to escape.
"Master of the world, this is well said!"
Han Ji looked pleased, "Look, even the second child knows about Lang Jun's ambition."
But that time Yang Xuan sang a song, a majestic song.
When your subordinates are trying every possible means to encourage you to rebel, any word you say or even a micro-expression may be magnified and interpreted by them.
Moreover, it will all be interpreted as dissatisfaction with the present.
Chang'an has become increasingly indifferent towards Northern Xinjiang. Apart from caravans and travelers, not a single government vehicle can be seen.
It is said that some people in Chang'an are clamoring to let the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang starve to death this winter.
But the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang are now looking at the food reserves at home and looking forward to next year's land reclamation with contentment.
That food war concealed Yang Xuan's true purpose of hiding food for the people.
"Nowadays, it is said among the people that Lang Jun is as wise as a god."
There was a slight hint of joy in Han Ji's voice, and it seemed like he was proud.
"Wisdom is wisdom, how come it is like a god. I don't like to be enshrined in a shrine, it will make me feel like a fool."
Yang Xuan swore that when he grew old, if anyone dared to suggest carving a wooden statue of himself and enshrining it in a shrine, he would throw that person to Luoluo to be with those nasty people.
Han Ji smiled and said, "Mr. Lang doesn't know that when the news that Chang'an cut off Northern Xinjiang's money and food spread, everyone was saying that the food war was God's will. God reminded them through those powerful hands.
Lang Jun, Chang'an is going to be detrimental to Northern Xinjiang."
"The people are foolish."
Yang Xuan sighed.
Han Ji smiled and said: "Ignorant people are the good people."
These were the words of a wise man a long time ago. However, his original intention was to say that excessive desires are bad for a country. But they were misinterpreted to mean that rulers should make the people stupid.
"No, I hope that the people of Northern Xinjiang and even the Tang Dynasty will be smart."
Han Ji stopped and watched Lang Jun go away.
The old thief's voice came from behind, "Lang Jun has suffered a lot."
"I have seen many people who have endured hardship. Those who come from humble backgrounds, once they gain power, will treat their hometown and their past as taboo, and no one will be allowed to mention it.
They will particularly hate their former kindred spirits, just because seeing them will remind them of their own past. Therefore, they will be very cruel to their former kindred spirits."
"The kind of people you mentioned, according to Lang Jun, have extremely low self-esteem."
"All dynasties have wished to make the common people become fools, but Lang Jun is different..."
"I see, you feel that you cannot see through my husband, so you are a little uneasy!"
Han Ji was surprised, "Old thief, when did you become so harsh?"
"It's profound." The old thief's eyes were full of wisdom, "The lord is the lord, don't speculate on his thoughts, otherwise, sooner or later, your life will be lost."
"Then I have become ignorant..." Han Ji suddenly smiled.
"Yes! You said it yourself, you like to see people become fools, so in Lang Jun's opinion, wouldn't it be better for us all to become fools?"
These words left Han Ji speechless.
The old thief's wise eyes gradually changed.
Somewhat obscene.
Then be serious.
"It's late autumn! I'm wearing a skirt when I go out. Isn't it cold? Don't the men at home feel bad? The wind is blowing so well...the skirt is flying. My legs are so white!"
…
The new mountain gate of Metaphysics was built very smoothly.
This time Ning Yayun added some scenery of small bridges and flowing water, which made the women in metaphysics very happy.
"When I walk among those scenery every day, I feel happy, and when I look at those disciples, my heart softens."
When An Ziyu said this, she let go of her hand, and a disciple whose nose and face were bruised and swollen by her severe whipping saluted, "This disciple realizes his mistake."
"Um!"
An Ziyu waved his hand, and his disciple Rumeng Dasheng ran away.
Ning Yayun sighed, "If you hit someone, don't slap them in the face!"
That disciple would be laughed at if he walked around with a bruised face.
An Ziyu turned the ruler and said, "Why don't I slap you in the face? How about you come next time?"
Ning Yayun stretched out her hand and stroked the strings of the piano freely and freely. Amidst the sound of the piano played by the fairy, she said freely: "Let's slap her in the face!"
"Headmaster, Deputy Envoy Yang is here."
The person coming is Uda.
"I've met the headmaster."
Although metaphysics worshiped gods, Uda never worshiped them.
He felt that his master was the god, so there was no need to sacrifice the near for the distant.
"The master said that he is about to go on an expedition. Please ask the master to take charge."
Ning Yayun nodded, "I understand."
Uda resigned.
An Ziyu watched him go out and asked, "How was the trip?"
Ning Yayun has been thinking about some secret calculation methods recently.