Zuo Rong has a resolute temperament, but he is not a person who changes organically.
When the news came that Myanmar was involved in Yunnan, he frowned.
After careful consideration, he decided to report the matter to Zuo Mengeng.
He was keenly aware that this would no longer be a simple military incident, but might be complicated behind it.
Half a month later, he received the instructions delivered by Zuo Mengeng on horseback.
The reason why it was so fast was because Zuo Mengeng happened to be inspecting Hubei.
There were not many instructions in Chinese, so Zuo Mengeng gave a picture.
The map shows the march route, with the words "Ten Years" marked next to it.
Zuo Rong and the generals of the Southwest Strategic Group were dumbfounded and shocked.
Because they suddenly discovered that the plateau, which had been daunting to the Han people since ancient times, actually had such a route of conquest.
With Zuo Menggeng's instructions, the Southwest Strategic Cluster became comfortable.
They set up troops at the border of Sichuan and Yunnan. They were not in a hurry to cross the Jinsha River, but just sat back and watched the storm in southern Yunnan.
This approach made the tripartite forces in Yunnan feel very bad.
After all, when everyone was gearing up, there was a ferocious tiger squatting next to them, which always made my spine feel chilly.
But it just couldn't stop.
Because the evil wolf in front of me is not easy to deal with either.
Chuan Er took his wife and chieftains down the mountain and came to Zuo Rong.
The grand banquet and equal etiquette allowed these toasts who had not yet put their hearts back in their stomachs to finally sit back and relax.
"I heard that you beat this kid?"
Zuo Rong drank a little wine and became very interested in inquiring into the privacy of the couple.
Ayuna is not shy, but very proud.
"Who told him to lie to me?"
Chuan Er explained irritably.
"I didn't mean to lie to you. Am I not treating you well?"
Ayuna slapped him on the head.
"You started lying to me when you pulled me into the haystack."
Chuan Er should be called Duan Zhonglian now.
He completed his mission and now has a new identity.
Director of the Western Sichuan Administrative Office.
His power now is greater than that of the big boss back then.
After all, now that the empire is backing him, those chieftains who dare to disobey his orders will really be destroyed.
Of course, this doesn't change that he is still a strict wife.
There was no way, the way he got Ayuna was very unfair.
How could anyone drag the yellow-flowered girl to the haystack?
But Duan Zhonglian was right, he would have died if he didn't do this at that time.
After doing this, not only did he get a woman, but he also became prosperous.
It was in view of this that Zuo Menggeng personally issued an order to confer him the title of Marquis of Dingxi.
Ayuna became a marquise in a daze.
The Marquise's attack in public and beating the Marquis will become a good story in the imperial official circles.
The exquisite copper pot was churning and bubbling, and the extremely thin slices of mutton were tumbling in it, and were quickly coated with a layer of red.
Whether they were the Qiang people who came down from the mountains or the local aborigines in Sichuan, they were all sweating profusely from the fine wine and delicious food.
The humid air that has lingered in the Sichuan Basin for many years had to retreat in the face of such heat.
"Mr. Zheng, we need this good thing."
Duan Zhonglian toasted to Zheng Sangui and made a request.
Zheng Sangui responded with a smile on his face.
"You can get as much as you want. Starting next year, there will be large-scale planting in various parts of the province."
Ayuna took out a piece of red meat from the pot and threw it directly into her mouth. In an instant, a strong line of fire spread from her mouth to her intestines and stomach, causing the air she exhaled to be filled with sparks.
"Isn't this expensive?"
"It's not expensive, it's just a normal meal. Now it has spread in eastern Sichuan, and it won't be long before everyone can eat it."
This answer reassured Duan Zhonglian and others.
To conquer Sichuan, a hundred thousand troops were not as effective as chili peppers.
Before this, chili peppers had been introduced to Sichuan on a small scale. However, due to the war and chaos, Sichuan people were not interested in farming because the impact was limited.
After the arrival of the National Defense Forces, Sichuan was quickly stabilized and people began to work hard for life.
At this time, the innate bond between chili peppers and Sichuan people began to spark.
Generally speaking, Sichuan people are lazy.
After every day's hard work, it's time to take a break.
Unfortunately, there are not many ways to get comfortable in a place that is humid all year round.
The arrival of chili pepper has made Sichuan people find their favorite.
Although it was the first time to eat this kind of thing, Sichuan people did not feel any discomfort and quickly regarded it as a necessity for three meals a day.
After this situation opened up, just transporting chili peppers in from outside could no longer meet the needs of Sichuan.
Because in Hubei, Hunan, Jiangxi and other places that we pass along the way, people who grab chili peppers are just as brutal.
The best way, of course, is to grow your own.
When people don't need to worry about having enough to eat, but need chili pepper to change the taste of life, Sichuan can't even think about being unstable.
Hauge could not settle down.
He finally crossed the desert and set foot on the territory of Khalkha Mongolia.
Out of a team of 3,700 people, there are now only 1,900 people left.
Nearly half of it was lost in the desert.
Despite this, his condition did not improve much.
The entire Mobei is covered with snow, and a cold wind can turn people into sculptures.
He must meet with the three Mobei tribes as soon as possible, even if he can get some food.
A woman in white clothes appeared in front of Haoge easily without any alarm.
Looking at that charming face, Hauge could not help but feel hot all over.
He greedily stretched out his hand, trying to catch the woman. The response he got was the woman's fists and kicks.
The two started fighting in the tent.
After three moves, Hauge's hand finally touched the woman's hair. But his armpit was trapped by the woman's dagger.
The dagger is blue and poisonous.
"The White Lotus Saint is truly worthy of her reputation."
"I didn't expect the eldest prince of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to be so handsome."
Xu Yaqing was also a little surprised when she looked at Hauge's handsome face that was still eroded by the wind and frost.
Anyone who has heard of Hauge's reputation will think that he is a rough man with a height of eight feet, a waist of eight feet, and a face full of snake beards.
But in fact, the grumpy Hauge is actually a young and handsome man.
"The White Lotus Sect is best at harming people behind their backs. If the saint is so good at martial arts, why didn't she assassinate Zuo Mengeng?"
"Can't beat it."
Xu Yaqing is a woman, so there is no need to be proud, just tell the truth.
This answer made Hauge very worried.
"That Zuo Mengeng is very powerful in martial arts."
"Unfathomable."
Hauge was silent.
Is the biggest enemy of the Manchu Qing Dynasty really without any shortcomings?
Xu Yaqing didn't care whether he was in a good mood or not. She took the risk and came here, of course, for a big event.
"King Gyaltsen has gathered a large number of troops to prepare to go south. You know, once he sees Zuo Menggeng, both you and I will die without a burial place."