Guo Jia's identity is not a problem, and the soldiers of this guard also took him to the guard.

This is in the west of Jinyang City, in fact, it has reached the northwest of Taiyuan.

It's not particularly far from Xihe County.

There weren't many villages nearby, and the more important role of these guards was originally planned to be a buffer and a network in the face of alien invasions.

Nowadays, there are not so many alien races active in the north and west, and the role here is more as a military canton.

Juntun was able to leave twice as much grain as the guards in peacetime, one for distribution, one for storage, and the rest for centralized processing in Jinyang.

So in fact, when Guo Jia came here, the food stored in the guard must be enough to entertain him.

Moreover, there are not a few wild beasts nearby, and the soldiers of the guard station also go hunting from time to time, so they have meat for Guo Jia, but there is no wine.

But Guo Jia actually didn't care what he ate.

He's all about wanting to make a difference.

So what you eat is just to satisfy your tongue.

"Why do you think so highly of him?"

Guo Jia ate pasta while asking the guards around him, when they just talked, they obviously heard of Chen Chen's name.

Even the young man who looked like he was obviously a recruit had a look of yearning and reverence in his eyes.

"Mr. Guo doesn't know."

The head of the non-commissioned officer who asked Guo Jia before was the commander of this guard, and their establishment belonged to the Taiyuan New Army, which belonged to the establishment of the new army, and if they had good training results and outstanding talents in each guard, they could also be directly sent to the Taiyuan New Army headquarters in Jinyang for assessment and promotion.

"Most of us, the commanders of the new army, have followed the lord and Mr. to the Yanmen battlefield."

"At the beginning of the battle of Yanmen, the battle of tens of thousands of Xianbei people, we were poured out, at that time the lord and Mr. sat in the Chinese army, and took the lead on the battlefield, the lord was the original decisive battle, Mr. stuck to Pingcheng, and the layout of the entire war was planned by Mr. at that time, which was said by various generals at that time."

"We never thought that we would be able to defeat an enemy ten times our size, and because of Sir's planning, we did not suffer many casualties, and when we were on the battlefield, we were extremely confident."

The tun commander smiled, as a veteran, he knew that although Mr. was low-key and did not like to behave, his reputation in the army was not low.

"What about Xun Yu?"

Guo Jia thought of the Battle of the Xiongnu.

If the founder of the Xianbei War has Chen Chen's share, then the Xiongnu War should have Xun You, right?

"Mr. Gongda's great talent, my generation naturally knows it."

"But Mr. Guo must know that when Mr. Gongda made the plan, we in Taiyuan already had strong enough strength, and we had the initiative in the war with the Xiongnu."

"Xianbei came out of nowhere, and directly entered the territory of Bingzhou."

"That kind of despair and helplessness is difficult to reproduce."

This tun chief is also a good thinker, but he has some numbers in his heart, and he explained the situation to Guo Jia.

"Actually, at that time, we didn't think we could defeat the Xianbei people."

"When the lord chose to face the battle head-on and rushed to Yanmen, what we wanted was actually to follow the lord horse leather shroud, which was not a shameful thing, and he died for the merger of the state, and he also had an honor, but I didn't think that we could win, and it would be so easy to win."

"And when Mr. arrived in Taiyuan, I was a member of the team that went to greet Mr. with the lord."

"Everyone knows what Mr. has brought to Taiyuan, and what kind of changes have happened in Taiyuan since he came."

"The most important thing is that Mr., let us survive, let the people of Taiyuan survive."

"And it gives us hope, a hope that we can make life better and better."

The tun chief smiled freely.

But the soldiers around him looked at him very seriously, because they all knew how hard and hard they were working in the training on weekdays.

And the scars on his body are also testimonies of his battles.

Guo Jia fell silent when he heard this.

He's not going astray.

He understood that the reason why Chen Chen and Xun You were known and respected was that they were the ones who took the lead and won the war.

But the key point is also as the chief said, the most important thing is to let them survive.

Guo Jia was thoughtful, and he found that he seemed to have come into contact with something more important for the grassroots.

in this world.

Not everyone will pursue their dreams, and not everyone will choose to be chic.

He reflected on the trajectory of his previous life.

Although he received the best education, he had enough learning resources, and he had a talent that surpassed most people in this world.

But I have never faced life and death, nor have I ever understood the difficulty of survival.

When Chen Chen was fighting the Battle of Yanmen, did he go by himself? I went, but did I care about the lives of others? No.

When Xun You was fighting the Battle of the Huns, did he go by himself? I went, and I still had some advice, but what was my purpose?

It's just to show your talent and strength.

Is it true that I am still out of reality?

Let the soldiers live, so that the people can live.

Perhaps it is the greatest romance in this troubled world, right?

"Thank you."

Guo Jia put down the dishes and chopsticks, and suddenly raised his head to thank the ordinary head of the health office.

This kind of communication at the grassroots level gave him a clearer understanding of the basic purpose of what he was going to do.

But he knew that this was far from enough, this was only the opinion of a part of the grassroots in the army, and he still needed to see the opinions of the real people.

Whether it's a good life or a hard way to survive, he has to go and see.

This night, Guo Jia slept soundly, he was sure of what he was looking for, and naturally he was able to work hard.

He also hopes that he can abandon the previous flashiness and settle down.

Because, he also wants to really show his talent and strength and let the world recognize.

On the second day, he did not stay long.

As soon as it was dawn, Guo Jia left the guard.

With the morning light and morning dew, step by step, he stepped on the road solidly, and he was about to walk out of his own way.

Grassroots public sentiment research.

and state folk customs.

Development of geological industry.

Military development.

These are all aspects that Guo Jia wants to study well, and he also drilled and excavated them one by one during this hike.

The entire state is in a state of constant reform.

However, the pace of reform has been relatively slow.

The changes are real, but many things have changed drastically without realizing it.

In fact, at the same time, the entire Han Dynasty is also undergoing earth-shaking changes.

But here's the difference.

And the state as a whole is getting better all the time.

And the big man is getting worse and worse.

The big man in the narrow sense, perhaps the most representative, should be the young man sitting on the dragon chair now.

Luoyang, Weiyang Palace.

The door of the main hall of Weiyang Palace is open.

On the dragon throne in the hall, a young man in a dragon robe sat quietly.

He hung his head slightly, studying the letter on his desk.

The instructions on it were written by my father.

I don't know how my father is doing in another world?

Liu Wei was silent.

He didn't have any resentment against his father, who was ridiculous and didn't even want to make himself the crown prince before he died.

Growing up, he didn't like this palace.

He didn't like this desperate place that bound everyone's soul at all.

Growing up in a Taoist temple, he didn't want to be an emperor.

It's all there.

It's all imposed on me by this world.

Liu Wei muttered silently, his eyes were blank, but his thoughts were flying.

His soul was like a weak white dove, shackled in this palace, and his heart wanted to fly away from here, but it was locked up here.

or despair to death in this deep palace.

Either change yourself to control the world.

Ask yourself, do you have the heart and ability to control the world, to change yourself, to become a person as decisive and ruthless as your father?

Liu Wei felt that he could not do it.

So.

What should I do?

The helplessness and paleness in Liu Wei's eyes were unintelligible, and no one could see it.

for there was no one in this palace who was his.

Liu Hong stayed, and there was nothing he successfully used well.

He can only face the danger and terror that swarms, and he has no way to face resistance like a weak white rabbit.

He can only passively accept it.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from outside the Weiyang Palace, blowing into Liu Wei's clothes, and the cold feeling stimulated his cerebral cortex, making him stand up unconsciously, walked towards the outside of Weiyang Palace, stood at the gate of Weiyang Palace, looked into the distance, and looked at this Luoyang City.

Here it is.

Is the Han sad wind?

Dong Zhuo should almost plan to abolish himself, right?

That might be a relief for me.

Liu Wei is not a stupid person, he can feel Dong Zhuo's attitude and the attitude of the ministers when he was in the last court, he is just cowardly, cowardly. Loosening the dragon robe on his body, he let this icy wind bring himself a more real and clear perception.

turned around and re-entered Weiyang Palace.

He doesn't have any nostalgia and it's a good thing for him to get out of here.

As long as he can survive, with Xiao Tang'er and his mother, he feels very lucky.

How can I say that I am also the royal family of the Liu family, Dong Zhuo should not be wiped out, right?

Probably not.

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The palace was deserted.

Dong's mansion is full of traffic, dignitaries and nobles come one after another, the mansion is full of lights, it is extremely lively, and the red hall looks very festive.

Each guest brought a large number of gifts, hoping to leave an impression in Dong Zhuo's heart.

It's ridiculous to say.

In this Luoyang City, at private gatherings, everyone will advertise themselves as loyal and loyal ministers of the Han family, and everyone will say a word or two to criticize Dong Zhuo, even if Dong Zhuo has not actually done such an excessive thing as abolishing the emperor.

But when you come to visit, one by one, you give more gifts than anyone else, and your smile blooms brighter than anyone else.

I just can't wait to recognize my godfather directly.

But after he entered Luoyang, he began to fight for the initiative in the government and wanted to start to enhance his political influence.

He now holds the position of prime minister, and he has a large number of soldiers and horses as support.

Everyone is afraid of his strength, but they also believe that he will abide by the rules, and will not rashly make mistakes and ignore the rules.

That's why this strange situation is coming.

It's not that Dong Zhuo is happy today.

Although his big belly looks no different from Youxi, the protagonist on today's face is Lu Bu.

Today is the banquet for Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo's youngest daughter.

But it was also Dong Zhuo and Li Ru who discussed it and wanted to be a party for teammates to identify, and this matter was also agreed by Lu Bu.

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