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The Rong people occupy the largest mountain range in Longzhou. They have multiplied and lived here for generations, forming a large-scale tribal group.

It can already be called a small town.

Luo Yi lived in the ancestral house.

It is said to be an ancestral house, but it is actually a house built with bamboo.

The Luo family used to be considered a big family in the clan, with a high status, and the ancestral house had a large and numerous bamboo buildings, but because they haven't returned home for ten years, this courtyard has been distributed to the rest of the clan.

When Luo Yi came back, he only got a yard.

It's not that the tribe deliberately neglected him and bullied him, but that the number of people in the tribe has been increasing in recent years, and the homestead is not enough. In addition, they thought that there was no one left in the Luo family, so they brazenly requisitioned it.

The patriarch has promised to give Luo Yi ten years of rental fees, and asked him not to take back the house for the time being, and the clan can continue to provide rental fees.

But was rejected by Luo Yi.

He is already a dying person, so why bother to regenerate?

What's more, no one can predict what the situation of the Rong people will be like in the future.

It's just a few houses, it's not a big deal, he doesn't need rent from his tribe.

These days, Luo Yi was exhausted after traveling through mountains and mountains, and was about to take a rest, but he heard a person calling him outside the door: "Luo Yi, the patriarch asked you to come over."

Luo Yi: "..."

He was lying on the bed and did not want to get down, but thinking that the patriarch must be looking for him at this time, there must be something important, so he got up slowly and followed the tribe.

As he walked, he felt something was wrong.

"Isn't this going to the patriarch's yard?"

The tribe said: "The patriarch is with the young patriarch, we are going to the courtyard of the young patriarch."

Luo Yi was surprised: "Isn't the young patriarch the patriarch's grandson? Why don't we live together?"

"The young patriarch moved it out by himself, and I don't know why."

Luo Yi stopped asking.

Not long after, the two of them walked to the gate of the small courtyard. Luo Yi's legs were already filled with lead, and he could only move little by little, unable to lift them up at all.

Seeing him like this, the clansmen couldn't help showing sympathy.

With such a weak body, who can neither farm nor hunt, there is no girl in the clan who is willing to marry.

"Patriarch, Luo Yi is here."

"Please come in."

The clansman pushed open the door, turned sideways to let Luo Yi in, and then closed the door again.

Luo Yi met Patriarch Rong's gaze and said with a smile, "I don't know why Patriarch is looking for me?"

Patriarch Rong saw that his face was full of exhaustion, his legs were trembling slightly, but his back was straight, and he appreciated him even more.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, please sit down."

Luo Yi sat down unceremoniously.

If he didn't sit still, his legs wouldn't be able to support him.

When Rong Shi saw this, he couldn't help being curious, how did this man with such a weak body reverse the case for the Luo family.

Patriarch Rong got straight to the point: "When we entered the mountain, Rong Shi and the other five young men caught two people, but they escaped."

While talking, he observed Luo Yi's expression.

Luo Yi's surprised expression did not seem to be fake: "I heard that Rong Shi is the bravest warrior in the clan, how could the six of them..."

He raised his eyes to look at Rong Shi, and saw that Rong Shi's wheat-colored face was flushed a little, and his eyes slightly dodged.

Is that embarrassing?

Rong Shi was so ashamed and annoyed by him, he couldn't help it, and said in an aggressive tone: "Don't pretend, those two are your accomplices, right? What do you want to do when you come back? If you dare to harm us, I will never forgive you you!"

Luo Yi exclaimed: "So you can talk so much in one breath!"

Rong Shi was even angrier: "Don't talk about him!"

"Then don't slander me." Luo Yi said, "What kind of accomplice am I? Why should I harm you?"

Rong Shi frowned: "Aren't you sent by the court?"

"Why did the court send me a sick child?" Luo Yi asked curiously.

"Cooperate from inside to outside." Rong Shi's eyes showed some precautions, "You use your identity as the Luo family to inquire about the news, and then pass the news to the outside."

"Who saw it?" Luo Yi asked back, "Since you don't trust me so much, you will definitely send someone to watch me. Has anyone seen me send a letter?"

Rong Shi's sanity gradually recovered, and his tone was deep: "Maybe you have a special way to contact people outside, otherwise how would those two people know that we are going to Guling?"

Luo Yizhi looked at him eagerly, thinking that he deserved his name as the young patriarch.

At least not stupid.

"Have you ever read?" Luo Yi suddenly changed the subject, "I heard that your conversation is different from other clansmen."

Rong Shi's thick eyebrows raised a little impatiently: "Don't interrupt, answer me, what do you want to do when you return to the clan?!"

"I want the people to live a better life." Luo Yi said solemnly.

Rong Shi: "..."

Chief Rong: "..."

The room was silent for a few breaths, and Patriarch Rong sighed and asked, "Ayi, is what you said true?"

Luo Yi said seriously: "Old Rong, our clan has been living in the mountains, and it has been closed for too long."

"Grandfather, do you really believe him?!" Rong Shi's eyes widened.

He always felt that Luo Yi was very fake, his words were fake, his smile was fake, it was not worth trusting at all!

Patriarch Rong stared at Luo Yi with vicissitudes of eyes, and there was a radiance of wisdom hidden in it.

"For more than 100 years, it's not that we haven't thought about going out. But after going out, we were hit by a wall, and we went back to the mountains to live in peace."

At that time, the founding emperor did introduce relevant security policies for the southern tribes, hoping that the uncivilized tribes could be assimilated by the Central Plains and then submit to the central rule.

It's just a pity that the policy was not implemented smoothly in the end.

One is because there are not enough benefits, and there is still no hope after going out. The tribe rejects outsiders and is unwilling to surrender sincerely.

The second is because the court officials don't understand the customs of various ethnic groups at all, and they often cause anger and grievances.

Over time, he naturally did not want to accept the jurisdiction of the court.

Luo Yi was puzzled: "Since that's the case, who are the people living in and around the capital city of Sanzhou?"

"Some small tribes were unable to survive, so they took the initiative to accept the jurisdiction of the imperial court. Some of them went out to do business, and some were family members of the imperial court's garrison."

The Rong patriarch smiled and said kindly: "Back then, your grandpa just went out to do business to earn some money. He did business and broadened his horizons, so he asked your dad to study and take the imperial examination. At that time, the clan didn't understand your grandpa, who would have thought , your father really passed the exam."

Hearing this, Luo Yi lowered his head.

"Because of your father's affairs, many people in the clan hope that their children will be successful. When your grandfather returned to the clan, he built a school in the clan. Ah Shi studied there when he was a child."

"However, after your family was in trouble, people in the clan became a little scared. They felt that the imperial examinations were unreliable, and there were many fewer people who studied."

Luo Yi raised his head, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Don't you go hunting in the mountains without being injured or killed? There are many accidents in the world, so why make excuses for your cowardice?"

Rong Shi glared: "What do you mean?!"

Luo Yi did not back down: "What I mean is that no matter how much you explain, it is just to cover up your cowardly nature. What you are afraid of is not the so-called accident, but the persecution of the other two races."

Patriarch Rong looked at him quietly, his face still kind.

"Although Mr. Rong has a long-term vision, he is hesitant. You are willing to go out, but you don't believe in the imperial court, and you are also worried about being annexed by the Gel and Wuta clans."

Rong Shi looked at Patriarch Rong suddenly: "Grandfather?"

"That's right." Chief Rong nodded, "I just want my people to live a good life. Whether I accept the jurisdiction of the court or be independent from the court, it's just to ensure the safety of my Rong people."

Luo Yi's guess was correct, if patriarch Rong really rejected the imperial court, he would not allow the children of the clan to learn the Central Plains culture.

The old man just had more than enough energy.

Luo Yi said: "The imperial court has changed, it is no longer the former imperial court. I didn't lie to you just now, I was indeed thinking of the clansmen."

"To be an inner ghost is to think about the people of the tribe?" Rong Shi said angrily.

Luo Yi waved his hand, "You think highly of me, I'm just a messenger at best."

"What message?" Patriarch Rong asked.

Luo Yi said, "Before we continue the detailed discussion, can I meet the kidnapped hostage?"

"no!"

"Not for now."

Undoubtedly, the former was said by Rong Shi, and the latter by Chief Rong.

Luo Yi looked confused.

Rong Shi sarcastically said, "Can you still walk?"

"..."

Beijing.

With the assistance of Wei Si, those merchants who bid finally submitted qualified bids.

Lou Yu picked out some of them and ordered the Ministry of Rites to organize a bidding meeting.

The merchants who heard the news were dumbfounded.

They thought all they had to do was submit bids.

All the merchants secretly lamented: In the past, court officials secretly asked them to ask for filial piety, but now the court is asking them to pay money openly, it's too dark!

But even if they want to bid, they don't want to lose this opportunity.

On the bidding day, wealthy businessmen gathered.

The ones selected by Lou Yu are of comparable strength and high-quality products, so the last round of bidding depends on who is more courageous.

After a fierce competition, the list of private merchants participating in the public market was finally determined, and the court also increased a large amount of income as a result.

Because it was an open bidding, and Lou Yu personally supervised it, no one could conduct a secret operation. As a result, some officials who were in charge of this matter wanted to contribute and lost their names.

But there is one thing, whether the bidding documents can be successfully sent to the imperial case is also particular.

Lou Yu was well aware of the twists and turns, but he just turned a blind eye.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Since the treasury has gained a lot of money, it is not impossible to let those officials drink some broth.

Soon, news came from the north that Wutimu agreed to the mutual market agreement between the two countries.

The agreement stated that the public market will be held in February, June, and October each year, and the private market will be held on the fifth, fifteenth, and twenty-fifth of each month.

This year's public market is too late, but private is okay.

The border exchange will be jointly established by the two countries and will be located near the national border. Residents of both countries must abide by the transaction agreement, otherwise they will be punished and lose their qualifications to participate in the transaction forever.

The northern border stretches long from west to east, and the two sides have set up an equal number of exchanges based on the number of state capitals in the northern border of Dasheng to facilitate transactions between the people of both sides.

The grasslands in the northern border are now freezing cold, and the herdsmen are waiting with great anticipation for the opening of the exchange.

They need food, charcoal, cloth and other daily necessities, while some nobles want to buy some luxury goods, such as silk, porcelain, tea and so on.

The people in Dasheng want to buy cattle, woolen fabrics, etc. from grassland herdsmen.

It was the first time for the people on both sides to participate in the transaction, and they didn't understand anything, so they could only follow the instructions of the managers.

There are many yurts standing beside the border, and the flags of Shengguo are flying in front of several yurts. The people of Shengguo can know which yurts are the offices of Shengguo according to the flags.

Because the private market is in a hurry, it is much easier and faster to build a yurt than to build a house, so Dasheng Exchange chose yurts.

Anyway, the market only opens three days a month, and I don't know if this agreement can last for a long time, and there is no need to build a house.

Inside and outside the exchange, some border guards were dispatched to maintain order.

They carefully checked the type and quantity of the goods, and if they found that they did not meet the standards, they would inform the people and warn them to pay attention next time.

Ordinary people may not understand the convention, but they will understand the rules of the transaction in practice.

The border private market is booming, and Lou Yu's "business" is also booming.

The trend of plum-blossom notes has not yet passed, and the new carriage once again set off a wild wave.

Horse-drawn carriages are much more expensive than plum-blossom paper!

But there are still many dignitaries who are willing to spend money to customize carriages.

Tong Shi also wanted to customize one, not for himself, but for Xie Ce.

Although Xie Ce's body has recovered, his foundation has been damaged, and now he is very afraid of the cold.

Hearing that the new-style carriage is particularly wind-proof and warm-keeping, Tong's thoughts changed.

As a result, after inquiring, a carriage cost several hundred taels of silver!

In the past, she didn't even blink, but tonight is different from the past, the Hou's mansion is no longer the splendor and wealth it used to be.

In the end, maternal love prevailed. She gritted her teeth and took out her silver to place an order, only to be told that there were too many people in line and her carriage might not be built until next year.

Tong Shi: "..."

There are many people who are in a similar situation to her. Everyone wants to enjoy the new carriage as soon as possible, so they complain that the Gyeongju factory is too slow.

Lou Yu counted the money, and listened to Feng Erbi's complaints from the outside, he just found it very interesting.

"With so much money being made, we need to do something real."

He summoned Lv You, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and Fan Ke, Shangshu of the Ministry of Communications.

"Gyeongju is too far away from the capital. I decided to choose a site near the capital to replicate the factory in Gyeongju. What does Lu Aiqing think?"

Lu You knew that Lou Yu had made a lot of money recently, so he didn't worry about the money anymore. He only thought about it for a while and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, it's okay to copy the factory, but where can we recruit the skilled workers and related managers?"

"Transfer some experienced people from Gyeongju. After all these years, they should have trained competent deputies, right? Let those deputies take over the affairs of Gyeongju. As for the rest of the staff, they can be recruited from the whole country."

Shengguo is so big, with so many people, are you afraid that no one will come to work?

What's more, he plans to turn these into state-owned factories and label them "royal" at that time. Even for this name, many people will be willing to work in the factory.

"Your Majesty is thoughtful, and my humble minister complies."

Lou Yu turned to Fan Ke again: "The transportation bureaus of various governments have recruited new people, and it's time for them to practice. Let the transportation bureaus of all regions inspect the local official roads. If there is any need to repair, they will record the details and report to the central government. After the verification is passed, the imperial court will allocate funds to repair it."

"The minister obeys the order!"

The official roads in many places have been in disrepair for a long time, and the local government cannot afford to repair them, which greatly affects the traffic efficiency and will aggravate the local closure.

In other places, there are no decent official roads, and without a well-connected road, the economy cannot be revitalized. If the economy cannot be revitalized, there will be no money, and without money, roads cannot be repaired. This is an endless cycle.

If you want to get rich, build roads first. This is an irrefutable truth.

Lou Yu made so much money from wealthy households, of course not for his own enjoyment, but for the sake of Dasheng as a whole.

After the establishment of the new dynasty, government offices all over the country have never rested. One after another government orders were issued from the central government.

After Xie Mao joined the job, he felt that he had nothing to do every day, but the Ministry of Communications suddenly issued a document, and something happened.

He also joined three colleagues and several superiors. What is gratifying is that everyone is motivated and actively involved in their work.

Compared with other state capitals, the official roads near the capital are much better, but their work tasks are not light.

The imperial court has instructed that in addition to the official roads within the Gyeonggi area, they also need to be responsible for the planning and construction of other trails, and this trail even includes villages and towns.

Xie Mao and others often go out on business and go deep into the private sector to do research.

Some colleagues couldn't help asking: "Why does the imperial court control those rural villagers? How many times a year do they have the opportunity to enter the city?"

"The imperial court has the imperial court's intentions, we just need to follow orders." Xie Mao reminded.

"After running around for so many days, I finally made it clear. Let's write a report when we get back!"

"Actually, it's not just us who are busy, but also the Bureau of Agriculture. I heard that starting next year, several crops will be promoted across the country, and they are all making preparations."

"Yes, the Finance Bureau is even busier at the end of the year!"

"Hahaha, by the way, our Finance Bureau recruited two young ladies, and one of them is Mr. Xue Xiang. Have you guys met them?"

"never seen it."

"I haven't seen it before, I really envy their colleagues!"

"What is there to be envious of? Don't you feel awkward doing things with the little lady?"

Xie Mao said indifferently: "Do you remember the official road map we have to memorize in the exam? It was mapped out bit by bit by the Bureau of Surveying and Mapping."

"Brother Xie, what do you mean?"

"The director of the Bureau of Surveying and Mapping is a woman." Xie Mao glanced at him, "The map you memorized was painstakingly drawn by her and her surveying and mapping team."

Xie Mao deliberately asked someone to inquire, and after learning that there were many young ladies in the Bureau of Surveying and Mapping, he felt a little bit of admiration for the Dasheng girls.

Colleagues: "..."

Alas, these little ladies are so capable!

Concepts can change over time. Unknowingly, the phenomenon of female officials in public offices in various places has become accustomed to the common people.

Many of Lou Yu's government orders have been put on the right track, and the officials have basically done their duty and are able to stand alone. He no longer needs to personally intervene in everything.

"Your Majesty, it's snowing outside." Feng Erbi entered the hall with hot tea.

Lou Yu raised his head and looked out of the hall through the bright window.

The snowflakes are finely broken, fluttering in the air with the wind, and melt when they fall to the ground.

He couldn't help sighing, wondering what happened to Huo Yan and the others now.

Huo Yan set off on September [-], and after a month of rapid march, he arrived at the border of Longzhou in late October.

While he was still on the road, he received a message from the special battalion.

The three clans meet in Guling and plan to join forces to capture Zhanzhou.

Calculating the time for the news to pass, if the plan of the three clans goes well, I am afraid they are already attacking Zhanzhou.

But the special battalion did not send any more news, maybe the situation is not serious yet.

For this southern expedition, he only brought 5000 people.

According to the combat methods of the southern tribes, they did not like to confront the imperial officers and soldiers head-on, but chose to conduct small-scale guerrilla warfare in the mountains and forests, using the advantage of the location to trick the imperial army around.

This kind of combat method is not conducive to the northern soldiers, no matter how many soldiers Huo Yan leads, it is useless.

Five thousand elite soldiers are enough.

At this moment, the warriors of the three clans gathered at the foot of the Gel Mountain, all of them were filled with fear and numbness.

This is the third time!

Yi Ge was furious: "What the hell is going on?! Patriarch Wu, isn't the witch doctor in your clan able to communicate with the gods? Let the witch doctor ask God what it means!"

Patriarch Wu stared at him quietly: "It happened in your clan, you must have done something to offend the gods!"

Patriarch Rong also sighed: "Half a month ago, we met for the first time to attack the state capital. Before we had walked a few steps, the land of the Gel clan was struck by lightning. Patriarch Yi thought it was unlucky, so we agreed to fight again five days later." , and five days later, the Gie clan was struck by lightning again, and the Yi clan leader made another appointment today..."

However, the Gie clan was struck by lightning again, and the loud noise still reverberates in everyone's minds.

The warriors of the tribe all believed in gods, and now God gave three warnings, and no one dared to act rashly.

Yi Ge calmed down and asked, "Could it be that you want to sacrifice to the gods before the fight?"

"It makes sense!"

"Maybe it's because I didn't ask the meaning of the gods, that's why it's so troublesome."

All the people in the tribe talked about it.

The people of the Banyan tribe were no exception, they were also frightened by the three thunderclaps.

Rong Shi couldn't help looking at Luo Yi who was beside him.

The young man looked leisurely, his eyes were relaxed, and he showed no sign of fear.

He asked in a low voice, "Do you not believe in gods?"

Luo Yi was surprised: "How do you know?"

"We played three times, and we were warned by thunder three times. Everyone was panicked, only you didn't seem worried at all."

Luo Yi was naturally not worried.

He had never seen this group of people, but he had seen it with his own eyes.

He guessed that these three thunderous warnings must have come from the imperial court.

The people in the imperial court secretly frightened the three clans away with the Thunderbolt, just to delay the time and wait for the arrival of the imperial army.

He looked at Rong Shi: "I didn't intend to participate in the seizure of the city, so I have a clear conscience."

Rong Shi: "..."

He pondered for a moment, then approached him suddenly, and asked in a low voice, "Are these the court's methods?"

Luo Yi asked back: "Are you afraid?"

"..."

Rong Shi sneered, "Stop giving money to the imperial court."

Luo Yi said casually: "It's still the same sentence, it's better for the young patriarch to go out more to see the world."

Rong Shi was so angry that he turned around and stopped looking at him.

Ten miles away, a "merchant ship" docked on the bank of the river.

Not long after, a strong special soldier jumped onto the boat and said to Sun Xin: "General, fortunately, my subordinates did not disgrace their orders. Those people were scared away again. The rest of the brothers are still lying in ambush, observing their movements."

Sun Xin smiled and cupped his hands towards Yuan Ming: "Mr. Yuan is brilliant, Mr. Sun admires it."

"Ah Ming's mind is really good." Jiang Bo and Yourong said.

Yuan Ming replied with a smile: "General Sun is absurd. But it's only three things. Today is the third time. I'm afraid they won't be able to stop them next time."

"Mr. Yuan has already used Zhentianlei to delay for half a month, that's enough." Sun Xin said with a smile.

Yuan Ming understood: "I think the Duke is coming soon, right?"

Sun Xin's eyes showed admiration and anticipation: "It should be soon."

Due to the intimidation of Zhentianlei, the three clans retreated again.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Someone couldn't help but said: "Patriarch Yi, what should we do? There were thunders warning three times. Did you really not do anything to anger the gods?"

"Yeah, I think the Gie must have done something shameful!"

The wave of denunciation of the Gel clan is getting higher and higher, and even Yi Ge himself can't help recalling whether he has done anything wrong.

The people of the ethnic group threw their fear of the god's warning at the Gel people, even though the Gel people were brave and good at fighting, they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

They are also very wronged!

Patriarch Rong said: "Perhaps, the gods are telling us not to make unnecessary sacrifices."

"What does Patriarch Rong mean?" Patriarch Wu stared at him quietly.

Patriarch Rong replied calmly: "Today is not suitable for battle, I will take the clan back first. Patriarch Wu, Patriarch Yi, leave."

"Wait!" Patriarch Wu stopped him and said in a hoarse voice, "Maybe, we can try offering sacrifices to heaven."

Yi Ge quickly asked: "What sacrifice to heaven?"

"Use the head of the prefect of Zhanzhou to sacrifice to heaven," Patriarch Wu asked loudly, "Is Patriarch Rong willing to try it?"

Yi Ge's eyes lit up: "Maybe it's like this! You have to use Liang Pei's head to sacrifice to heaven in order to conquer Zhanzhou. I said it before! Come on, Chief Rong, let's cut off Liang Pei's head now!"

Patriarch Rong's heart trembled.

He knew what Patriarch Wu meant, he was trying to force him to cut off his back!