Late April is early summer.In the blazing sunlight, the messengers set out from Turtles and drove to the wheel platform, Gume and other places.On the road, the smoke billows.Wheat, corn, cotton, melon fruit grow in the field, the farmer is busy.

Corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, these high-yielding food crops have already spread to China.In the magnificent book "This Grass Program", which was written during the Jiajing Dynasty, Li Shizhen has a clear record of corn.(1578 years)

The wheel is about 200 miles away from Turtles.From the towering sky mountain, the river that converges, winding around the county town of Rongtai.The sunset in the evening, on the side of the river, fell on the soldiers on the wall of the county.

At this time, the army's small Yi Junjie was busy and idle, drinking in a wine bar not far from the city gate, and bragging with friends.

He was a child who had been tried in the county.Complaining in the military.Although there is a problem at both ends of the turtle.Even when the overall situation in the West seems to be a little urgent and oppressive, the wheel is still calm here.

Yi Junjie's friend was the Kang Sui General who met in the wounded barracks when he was wounded.Kang took the total monthly draw to be on duty at the head of the city.He had just changed his post and had a drink with his five brothers, Yi Junjie.

Mainly to listen to Yi Junjie talk about all kinds of information in the army, insider.There are a hundred people when they are full.It is equivalent to the current level of employees.However, it is not easy to know the news of the upper middle class of the army.

The wine was small, with seven or eight tables.In the evening, the sitting is full.The barn is delicious.Slide, strong, with lamb to eat, very enjoyable.

Yi Junjie, in a gray long shirt, with a pistachi, pulled a tomato-fried egg with a pull strip, and Kang braged the general, "the news in the Japanese army a few days ago, because of the Cheng Gongda to send the town of Shule was killed, Qi Da Shuai appointed my friend Jia Ziyu as a slight exploding."

A young soldier asked curiously, “What is this chorus of doing?”Soldiers in the army are a minority literate.The military is a minority.

Yi Junjie boasted: “Of course, for the Cheng Gongda revenge.”Many people in the army disagreed.How to get revenge without soldiers?Hu is not a selling head, is it?However, Ziyu, he went to Shule, and he must be able to please a fair and promote my great Zhou Guowei!"

He is full of confidence in Jasper.

Kang always can't help it, this Yi Junjie news is well-informed, just like to brag.Smiling, he said, “Don’t be bullshit.Is he three heads and six arms?His writing and poetry is good.But how to get revenge?Do you want to kill a hustler?”

There was a pleasant laugh on the table!

The skin was exposed.Yi Junjie's face was very thick, hey smiled, and retorted: "Don't believe it!Waiting for the day of the triumph...”

Without a word, one of his colleagues in the army led a messenger in, “Brother Yi, Tursz hastened to the letter.”

Yi Junjie got up busy, and the messenger clarified his identity and took the letter.Look at the name of the ring on the cover, my heart pounded!Unpacked: The letter was written by Jia Huan, inviting him to Shule and build a career together!There is also a decree stamped by the Governor.

Yi Junjie smiled and shouted at Kang and others, “Gentlemen, there is an urgent matter below, say goodbye!”

These few times, Yi Junjie is very scribe-like, rather than a mediocre little man.

Watching his footsteps briskly walk out of the bar, Kang Shu always couldn’t help but shout: “Old Yi, where are you going?”

“The chord!”

Kang stayed behind, and suddenly raised some strange feelings in his heart.Shuler, Jia Huan, revenge... can you really do this?

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This scene in the county also took place in several places in the Turtles area.

At the foot of the mountain, the Liu Yi dust stationed in the Great Stone City, holding letters in his hand, looking at the rolling mountains, the blue sky, the heart fluctuating!

The leaders of the Wandao Academy, after a year of training in the army, finally gathered them together.

What does that mean?

Jasper will build his own team and team.The city side.Everyone's journey and destiny will usher in a chance to take off!And now, the first problem they face is to recover Scholle.

He remembered the nine-year-old!

The young man, the wind, the book business spirit, the wave of Fang Shu.Invigorate the text, the dung was the last year!

Now, the opportunity to become a family, in front of them!

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The order of the staff and the staff, Jia Huan issued.This was the convenience and permission he received in front of the governor.

He went to Shule to get justice for the sake of the road.This is the purpose.In fact, he was already alone.Since it is necessary to form his own team, of course, it is a priority to find his classmates and acquaintances.

Jia Huan did not learn to be in the same way as Qin Hongtu, Yi Junjie, and Liu Yishi.On April 23, Jia Huan took Pangze, Zhang Sishui, Huang Guan and 50 generals to hire a man to carry materials and set out from the west of the city.

On the official road, the bustling caravan, with all kinds of accents, led the camel horse, slowly moved forward.The morning sun, in the hump bell, is broken.

“The Silk Road is open!”

On the plain west of the city, Hu Yan, who came to Jia Huan away, sighed gently, feeling, and focused on the caravan, and did not speak for a long time.

Silk Road, the middle line, from Dunhuang, Hami, Huanzi to Shule.From the ridges of Shule to the distant country of Ninh, Samarkand, to the capital of Khorasan, the deer, the destination is Damascus.

There is also a branch line, from Gumo to Bodal Ridge, to the west, to Henros, and to the northern line, the destination is Constantinople, the capital of the Byzantine Empire.

Jasper gently licked his mouth.He was thinking, now that the two rivers are a Persian empire, so is the Byzantine still there?The map of the world is also covered with a hazy veil.He could not judge with his knowledge of world history.

Hu Yanzheng sent a caravan into the city, turned back to the line of sight, sighed: "Zi Yu, you were in front of the handsome man and the mud a few days ago, colleagues do not like you on both sides."No one is coming to you!”

The Governor did not come, no need to explain.

Governor Qi went out to visit the city.The northern court is fighting, and it is ready to mobilize Gao Chang and the husband.Even when it comes to farming, it goes a long way.

He grinned, not speaking.

He knew that the wall riders were always unflattering.The aides who supported revenge thought he was going to a walk in Shule, pretending to be, and had no intention of taking revenge on the process.Against the withdrawal of the army, Zeng Ji Gao, believes that he can not succeed, to dismantle his platform.

Hu said, “Zeyu, the grain and grass of a thousand cavalrymen in Shen Qian totals were only allocated for ten days.”It's up to you to raise it yourself."Jia Huan went to Shule, and he was responsible for the logistics of the army.The situation in Jiahuan is difficult.A thousand miles of expedition, only ten days of grain.

Jia nodded his head.

Hu Yan looked more seriously and said, “Zi Yu, I have given you ten guns with the consent of the commander.”In addition, I gave you three hundred fire thorns.

Although I am a businessman, I am also a loyalist.He died innocently in Shule.I hope that you will go to Shule this time, and you must take off the head of the Persians, and pay tribute to the spirit of the kingdom in heaven!”

Jia Huan looked at Hu Yan in am amok, he did not expect Hu to have such a heavy emotional side.This was what he was supposed to do, solemnly nodded, and promised: "Brother Hu rest assured!"

In Dunhuang, he and the choir are very good together.

In Scholley, the process is dead.

He heard the bad news and was not angry.Yes, he is not angry in his heart.His friends died at the gun of the enemy.In this pale red blood, the living man experienced the sadness of the thick ink!The grief will be dedicated to the soul of the deceased.

He is silent!

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