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Luo Yong's original official rank was from the seventh rank, but after he was demoted to Changle County, Guazhou as the county magistrate, his rank dropped to the lower rank from the seventh rank, not much, and he was still the head of a county.

There are not many people who oppose Luo Yong's going to be the county magistrate, and the common people also think it is a matter of course. People like Luo Sanlang from Lishi should be relegated to other places to serve as the county magistrate? A position like that of the prime minister?What an insult to talent!

Thinking about it this way, Luo's hard work and management over the years have not been in vain.

On the day Luo Yong left the city, many people from Chang'an City came to send them off, some he knew and some he didn't know.

Most of the people who had learned arithmetic from Luo Yong in the past also came. Some of these people looked normal, and some looked ashamed. After saying goodbye to everyone, Luo Yong also smiled at them and waved his hands. , got into the donkey cart and left.

"Brother!" Si Niang's loud voice, this time shouted indescribably loudly.

"Go back, my brother will write to you in a few days." Luo Yong leaned out of the donkey cart and waved to them.

Qiniang's girl hugged Siniang's arm and wept so loudly that Luo Yong's eyes turned red, but Liulang didn't cry. This kid has become much stronger since he entered school.

Wulang stood there holding Mai Qing Dou Lier, touching Mai Qing and Dou Lier from time to time, and looking up at the direction Luo Yong left from time to time. Luo Yong smiled at him, waved his hand, and retreated into the car went.

It would be great if I could get the phone out sometime, Luo Yong thought to himself, it doesn't need to be a smartphone that can take pictures and videos, as long as it can make a phone call.

Thinking about it, I feel that it is very unrealistic. Instead of thinking about these things, it is better to make achievements in Guazhou earlier and let the emperor transfer him back earlier.

Guazhou, according to later generations, should be considered to be on the Silk Road, but there is no such thing as a Silk Road at present, and even the early prototype of the Silk Road, Chaotianzi Road, has not yet appeared.

At this time in the early Tang Dynasty, although there was also trade between the Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions, the current scale of trade was obviously insignificant compared with the prosperity of the Silk Road in later generations.

The famous monk Xuanzang in history has just left the country not long ago, and it will be at least seven or eight years before he returns from his studies. At this time, the Buddhist culture in the Western Regions has not yet developed much.

Without the Silk Road, without "Da Tang Western Regions", what would there be in Guazhou now.

I heard that there is the Great Wall of Han Dynasty there. The Great Wall not only exists as a fortification, but also an important line of communication and supply. Merchants often prefer to walk along the Great Wall.

Next to Guazhou is the sandbar, where there are two places Luo Yong is familiar with, Yangguan and Yumenguan.

"Advise you to drink more wine, and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends." "Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass Yumenguan." These two places are mentioned.

Fortunately, Luo Yong didn't need to go out of the customs. Although Changle County was remote, it was still within Yangguan and Yumenguan.

In Changle County, Guazhou, there is the Daxue Mountain in the south, the Great Wall of Han Dynasty in the north, the sandbar in the west, and Suzhou in the east. After Suzhou, there is Ganzhou. It is said that this is probably how the name of Gansu Province came about in later generations.

Going to Ganzhou is Liangzhou, and Erniang and the others are there. This time Luo Yong will go through Liangzhou City when he takes office...

"What are you thinking?" Qiao Junlin in the car asked Luo Yongdao.

"I'm thinking, if we meet those Turkic people face to face, how many tricks can you survive under their hands." Luo Yong laughed.Qiao Junlin also followed this time, which he hadn't expected before.

"Of course it lasted longer than you." Qiao Junlin sneered.

"That's not necessarily the case." The stone in Luo Yong's space hasn't been thrown yet, and it can still resist one or two at critical times.

"You'd better take a rest, the road is still far away." Not to mention the dangers that may be encountered along the way, just such a long journey is enough for Luo to drink a pot, Qiao Junlin is worried about his small body won't last.

This time, Qiao Junlin went to Changle County, Shazhou with Luo Yong to take up the post. Qiao Junlin also carefully considered, and his uncle Hou Lin did not object to his decision.

To put it bluntly, even if you stay in Chang'an City, no matter how many banquets you attend, and no matter how much effort you put into managing it, it is still extremely difficult to get ahead. At this moment, it is better to hug Luo Yong's thigh tightly.That's right, even if Luo Yong is now down and out and demoted, for Qiao Junlin and his nephew, he is still one of the few thighs around them that they can see and reach.

Of course, this is only a consideration of interests.

As for emotions, Qiao Junlin never said anything to Luo Yong, not even the most usual words of concern and gratitude, and the same goes for Luo Yong.

It has to be said that the addition of Qiao Junlin made Luo Yong's originally bleak heart a little more lively.

In addition, the three black men who just came from Lishi County were traveling with them this time.

Luo Yong has no serious servants, but this time he went to Changle County as the county magistrate, and he couldn't even have a helper around him. After much deliberation, he still brought Apu and the others with him.

At this time, Luo used their donkey cart, and Apu was in charge of driving the cart, and the other two blacks followed behind. They also had a donkey cart, which contained some dry food and necessary daily necessities.

In this winter, the wind is heavy and the snow is heavy, and the snow on the road is already very thick. Luo Yong and the others are not very familiar with the road conditions to the sandbar, and accidents are easy to happen if they go fast, so they did not go this time. Choose a carriage.

Moreover, Luo Yong also wanted to bring the five pairs with him. For donkeys like the five pairs, Chang'an City was still too aggrieved after all, not as free as the Western Regions.

The car drove away from Chang'an City, and the further west we went, the more desolate we saw.

When I stayed in Chang'an City, although it was a big city with low houses and a few rooms built in a large yard of one mu of land, and the people in the capital were still growing vegetables in their own yards, but compared with the scene in front of me, it was nothing like that. I don't know how much stronger it is.

Looking at this large and uninhabited world, Luo Yong couldn't help but think of the population of Hedong Road that Zou Lizheng told him before.

Compared with the later generations, the current era is indeed a sparsely populated era.

So whenever they arrive at a post station or pass through a city, they will feel very happy, even those strangers seem so kind, anyway, at least they are human beings, right?

About [-] days later, Luo Yong and others crossed the Yellow River in Lanzhou. After passing Lanzhou, they set foot on the Hexi Corridor.

There is Tubo in the south and Turks in the north. The Tang Dynasty was between these two powerful forces and abruptly occupied this narrow and fertile land.

Back then, when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered Huo Qubing and others to occupy this Hexi Corridor, how sad and reluctant the Huns who originally settled here were.

"Losing my Qilian Mountains will make my domestic animals not prosperous. Losing my Yanshan Mountain will make my women colorless."

But before the Huns, it is said that this piece of land originally belonged to the Yuezhi Kingdom.

This is the case in this era. It is nothing more than normal for countries to attack each other.The Hexi Corridor, sandwiched between Tubo and Turks, is rich compared to the surrounding areas, but it is also dangerous.

But the danger here seems to have nothing to do with Luo Yong.

In this piece of land that is rich in legends, but actually quite barren compared with the Central Plains, there are many herdsmen living. In the stories passed down by these herdsmen, there is Lishi Luosanlang and his family. Sister, the story of making soap out of suet and weaving clothes out of cashmere.

The herdsmen welcomed Luo Yong's arrival very much, and they brought out the best food to entertain Luo Yong and the others, although the food might not be delicious to Luo Yong.

These people didn't know the ups and downs in Chang'an City, and they said that Luo Yong's arrival was the will of the gods.

These words are pleasant to hear at first, and it is easy to believe even yourself after hearing them a lot, but even under such circumstances, Luo Yong did not lose his vigilance.

Because human beings will never have only a warm and friendly side, whether he comes from an agricultural society or a nomadic people, even when facing the messengers sent by their gods.

In Luo Yong's view, the so-called religious beliefs were originally woven by people to bear the weakness of human nature.

The more he is trusted and relied on, the more careful he needs to be.Luo Yong acted like the most ordinary young man. When he was resting at the herdsmen's gathering place, he would occasionally take five pairs out to practice with the boys in the tribe.

Naturally, Luo Yong couldn't beat those young people on the grassland. Fortunately, those people were relatively light on him, but throwing a few dogs and chewing mud was always indispensable.

Qiao Junlin's record is not bad. Sometimes when they first arrived in a tribe, everyone would come to visit Lishi Luo Sanlang three times in and out. After a while, they all ran to see Qiao Junlin and them. The boys in the tribe went to fight.

"I didn't say that, Luo Sanlang's body is too weak."

"If it wasn't for the young man surnamed Qiao, he would have been snatched away by the wolves on the snow mountain long ago."

"Oh, poor boy."

"God is fair. Since he has been given a smart mind, he is not willing to give him a strong body."

Most nomads admire the strong, and weak men can neither protect their wives and children when the beasts come, nor can they fight side by side with the warriors in the tribe when foreign enemies invade. They usually die too quickly.

But for Luo Yong, everyone still showed extra tolerance, at least they didn't discriminate against him because of his record of defeating every battle.

Luo Yong: Thank you very much...