Emperor Hongde almost had a myocardial infarction when he received the news that King Zuo Xian attacked Bianguan City at night and happened to attack King An's sheep farm, and that King An himself was still in the sheep farm.

He almost roared and issued an imperial decree for the Generalissimo to send troops, and hurried to destroy the Huns.

Emperor Hongde was not overwhelmed by anger. Although there was such a reason in it, another note about border information on the Grand Marshal made Emperor Hongde understand that the current situation of the Xiongnu is simply a godsend.

The King of the Huns is now in a coma, and King Zuoxian has been captured by the Generalissimo and locked up in a prison cell at the border. The Huns have no leader, and they are already fighting over who will be the King of the Huns.

After the imperial decree, the entire court started to operate like a large machine, and began to continuously deliver supplies and weapons to the border.

It's not that no one raised objections, saying that sending troops like this would be a disgrace to my grand cadre, and that we should focus on enlightenment when facing this kind of barbarians.

Facing such sour Confucianism, Emperor Hongde immediately threw it in the face of that fellow.

"It's not your younger brother who was attacked as co-author!" Emperor Hongde immediately dragged the man down, and made the whole court once again believe that no matter what, as long as King An is involved, it's better not to speak casually.

Since then, no one in the court has complained about this war.

However, what they didn't expect was that if the Generalissimo had divine help, the victories he sent would be better than the last. In the end, the Generalissimo even went directly to the court of the Huns and captured the Huns who was still in a coma.

This time, when the military newspaper was sent back, the whole capital became excited. This is an expansion of the territory, especially the Xiongnu who caused a lot of murders at the border. Some old military generals and old civil servants immediately held a banquet to drink Drunk.

However, the victory report was sent back, and King Xiongnu and King Zuoxian were also being escorted to Beijing. The people in the court still haven't discussed how to deal with the land on the side of Xiongnu.

The reason is very simple. If you want to manage the Huns and the land there, building a city is necessary, but the Huns are nomads who are accustomed to living by water, and the place where they live every year is not fixed, so building a city is unnecessary.

Therefore, some adults in the court put forward an opinion, saying that let the Huns become a subordinate tribe of Daqian. After all, there is poverty and no resources they need. It is better to be a subordinate tribe and provide wool to the Central Plains every year.

Another group of adults objected. After all, the feats of expanding the land and opening up the frontier for thousands of years are so handed over to others, which really makes people unwilling.

At this time, King Xiongnu and King Zuoxian were finally escorted to Beijing, and Chu An, who followed the team back to the capital, proposed a solution.

"Planting." The adults in the court watched as Chu An took out a booklet, which clearly stated various records of Chu An's pasture planting at the border during this period, as well as data about the second-generation Ye Yang.

What shocked the adults in the court even more was that the yield per mu of potatoes at the border was much higher than that in the Central Plains. Chu An, who had done the experiment, said that the closer to the Xiongnu, the easier it was to increase the yield of potatoes.

"...To sum up, it is very feasible to develop breeding and planting at the border." Chu An said calmly.

The adults in the court have already been captured by such a high output. Moreover, as long as the breeding industry officially starts, all the Huns will be fixed in one place by the land and they will be better managed.

The land of the Huns was officially included in the territory of Dagan.

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When the Hun King just regained consciousness, he only felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't even lift them up.

Reluctantly opened his eyes, the sunlight coming in from the window made the eyes that had not seen light for a long time stimulated to tears.

He wanted something to move his body and found that his body didn't listen at all. Recently, he could only move his fingers. The Hun King's heart sank suddenly. Could it be that he will become a useless person in the future?

Fortunately, the courtiers discovered his surprise cry in time, and called the doctor.

However, the Xiongnu King looked at the doctor in front of him, and felt very strange about the face that was clearly from the Central Plains. How long has he been in a coma?Could it be that the Xiongnu and the Central Plains have started to trade with each other now?

The Hun King was speechless for the time being, and he couldn't express his doubts. The doctor didn't know the Hun King's doubts. He felt the pulse on his hand in surprise, and couldn't believe it was the pulse of a patient who had been lying on the bed for half a year. .

The pulse was steady and strong, if it wasn't for the patient lying in bed unable to get up, he would have thought it was the pulse of a healthy young man.

"Wang Anle's appearance is really calm and powerful, and his body is not in serious condition. He has recovered from the chest injury and the head injury in bed for half a year, but it has not been seen whether there are any hidden injuries left behind. , I will prescribe a prescription for King Anle first, take care of your body first, and then check it.” After the doctor finished speaking, he walked to the side and prescribed the prescription, completely ignoring the Hun King who was lying on the bed, and stared wide in shock. eyes.

After the courtier sent the doctor away, he returned to the room and saw the King of the Huns staring at him. He managed to force a few breaths out of his throat and asked, "What does King Anle mean? Why did the Central Plains man here?"

The courtier was silent for a while and did not answer what the King of Xiongnu said, but called several tribal leaders. The King of Huns was shocked to see that the tribal leaders in front of him were wearing clothes from the Central Plains.

"Shanyu, ah, it shouldn't be King Anle. While you were in a coma, King Zuoxian led his troops to threw grain and grass, but he somehow attacked King An. Court, and executed King Zuoxian." One of the tribal leaders reported directly what happened during King Xiongnu's coma.

For the next period of time, the information received by the King of the Huns was always overloaded. After the defeat, he was taken as a captive and went to the capital of the Central Plains for a walk, and then returned with a few officials sent by the Central Plains. King An was directly given to death by the emperor in anger, and he himself was named the King of Anle as a symbol of the benevolence of the Daqian Dynasty, and doctors would come to consult him every day.

"How is the tribe now? Is it a bad life? Are the Central Plains people oppressing us?" There was a dark fire in the eyes of the Hun King, but it was immediately extinguished by the tribal leaders.

"No, we're doing pretty well now," said the very upright tribal leader, pointing to his clothes proudly, "The Central Plains people treat us well, and they don't treat us like slaves. Instead, teach us to raise sheep and teach us to plant, and now the pasture and potatoes in my field are almost harvested."

A tribal leader on the side nodded and said: "The soybeans and pastures in my field are about to be harvested. I have to say that the sheep sent by the Central Plains people are really easy to raise. They don't even pluck the grass and grow a lot of hair."

Looking at the tribal leaders who were already discussing the harvest in the field, the light in the eyes of the Hun King gradually went out. He couldn't believe that these wolf-like tribal leaders would start talking about the harvest in the field like those Central Plains people. And when can the grassland be cultivated?

"..." Looking at the scene in front of him, the Hun King didn't want to say anything. The Hun King, who was finally able to stand up, was immediately taken to the field by the tribal leaders, watching them show off the newly cultivated fields.

Looking at the luxuriant soybeans and the potato plants beside them on the grassland, the Hun King shivered slightly when he learned that all this was provided by the very deceitful King An.

The methods of the Central Plains people are simply terrifying.

Chu An, who didn't know that he had broken the Hun King's mentality, was helplessly watching his imperial brother issue an imperial decree to record his experience during this period of time in history.

After the imperial decree was issued, Chu An heard the mission completion sound announced by the system.

"——The task has been completed. Now the settlement begins."

"Task rating: s"

"Customer evaluation: s"

"Comprehensive evaluation: s"

"Because the host completes the task with an S-level evaluation, the task rewards will be increased from the original interstellar cultivation technology to the interstellar interstellar cultivation technology and the technology era to the interstellar age cultivation technology history, and will be issued together after all missions are over."

"Please, host, make persistent efforts."

"The next mission is about to start."

"Aura World."

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Long Haochu pushed open the door of the dormitory profusely, and found that his two rich second-generation roommates were still doing nothing, one was watching the computer, the other was looking at the mobile phone, both of them were wearing famous brands and refreshing.

On the other hand, he was exhausted after finishing his part-time job, and he was still wearing the white short-sleeved T-shirt wholesaled on the street stall, which was slightly yellowed from sweat.

Long Haochu pulled his short-sleeved T-shirt uncomfortably, and one of the rich second-generation roommates greeted Long Haochu quite naturally when he came back.

"Yo, the third child is back from work." The rich second generation spoke lightly, and he usually spoke in this style, but Long Haochu just felt that he was humiliating him.

But there is no way, now that he is such a small person, he can't afford to offend this rich second generation, what if this young master gets upset, what should we do against him?

"Ah, I'm back." Long Haochu pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, as a response to the rich second generation, and turned around to take his clothes and prepare to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

In the bathroom, Long Haochu closed his eyes and turned to the shower, vowing firmly in his heart that if he becomes famous in the future, he must make his two rich second-generation roommates look good.

'Maybe these two guys will go bankrupt by then, and it's not impossible to give them alms at that time. 'Long Haochu almost laughed out loud at this thought.

It can only be said that when people are poor, daydreaming is also a good way to unwind their minds.

After taking a shower, Long Haochu came out of the bathroom wiping his hair and found that his fourth roommate had returned and was arranging some things on the table, while the two rich second-generation roommates gathered around this roommate, excited talking about something.

"Hey, third child, what do you think Xiao An brought back for us? He is amazing this time. The history department just organized a Kesi learning activity. There are so many girls. He even brought us some girls weaving. Kesi." The rich second generation with a light tone said this time very excitedly.

Long Haochu suddenly stiffened.He felt betrayed. You must know that the fourth child is the only roommate he can compare with in this dormitory.

This roommate often wears a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, with bangs covering his eyes so that he can hardly see what he looks like. He also wears some very old-fashioned cotton clothes that seem to be hand-sewn, looking like a family The conditions are extremely poor.

It is also rare to see him eating outside the school. He is usually either in the library or in the classroom, and from time to time he also takes classes in other departments.

Another rich second-generation roommate didn't know Long Haochu's mental activities, so he excitedly asked the fourth child: "How did you get so much Kesi? Girls are not easy to deal with."

On the surface, Long Hao could not help but think darkly in his heart: "Maybe it's a shameless shame. The girls kindly gave him alms, or they just rubbed against those dinosaurs. There are many slovenly girls in the history department. As long as there is a boy who coaxes him a little, he will definitely be happy." Joyfully presented the things. '

"I exchanged the Kesi I wove." The clear voice sounded, awakening Long Haochu.

Long Haochu looked up, and a piece of extremely exquisite Kesi cloth appeared in front of him.

As if mocking his gloom.

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