On the ancient Ningxia Plain, the Yellow River is moving slowly, forming the first half of the zigzag here, because of this meandering turn, so the water is gentle, giving birth to a brilliant and magnificent Hetao civilization, and the land on both sides of the Yellow River is moistened by this long mother river.

But now it is different, the fertile farmland that originally relied on the edge of the Yellow River has disappeared, and Li Yuanhao stands on the tower of Xingqing Mansion and looks at it, it will always be the monotonous emerald green grassland.

But for Western Xia, the "clouds" moving on the green grassland are the most important, these moving snow white will become the wealth of Great Xia, I don't know when it started, whenever he was in a bad mood to walk up to this city tower, looking at the scenery on the grassland, his mood was much better.

"Father Shang called me to come, is he just standing here and watching the scenery?"

Li Yuanhao was used to this, but it was the first time that Yeli Renrong asked him to come, and he asked strangely for some reason.

"Your Majesty, don't you think this scene in front of you is strange and absurd?"

Seeing that Li Yuanhao was completely indifferent, Yeli Renrong took a deep breath and said with a hint of disappointment: "Your Majesty, although the former Western Xia did not establish a country, but the party members are united and self-sufficient, there is not much food and drink, we have food, cattle, sheep, and horses are running on the grassland, but now? The herds of cattle have disappeared, the flocks of sheep have grown in size, and some of the traces of horses on the pastures have even disappeared! Your Majesty! I can have no fertile land, no wealth, no pleasure, but I can't do without war horses! Your Majesty! ”

Li Yuanhao nodded slightly: "That's right, what Father Shang said is that the war horse is the most important thing for my Xixia people, and it is also the capital, but now even I can't restrain those people, and there is no place to raise the war horse." If you want to raise horses, then you must focus on the imperial court and turn the land into pasture, but now the fertile land is not enough, how can there be land for raising horses? You can only use those fertile fields as a place to raise horses! ”

Yeli Renrong's body trembled slightly: "If this is the case, I will not have an inch of fertile land in Daxia......"

Li Yuanhao said with a smile: "If the fertile land is gone, we can exchange wool for grain from the Great Song Dynasty, and he Zhao Zhen said it in a golden mouth." ”

"What if the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty doesn't give it?"

Li Yuanhao sneered: "He won't give it, the emperor is a golden mouth, the weight of the nine tripods, how can he break his word?" Besides, if he doesn't give it to you, won't I go and get it myself?! Isn't he, Zhao Zhen, afraid that my Great Xia will move his troops south? ”

Yeli Renrong opened his mouth for a while, but he didn't expect His Majesty to plan to do so, handing over the most important grain in the country to the Great Song Dynasty, if the Great Song Dynasty didn't give it, he would go south to commit crimes, wouldn't this be no different from a strongman?!

Great Xia is a country, a country that is justifiable, Your Majesty is the king of a country, the emperor of Great Xia, how can he be like a mountain bandit? His original intention was to let His Majesty restrain the nobles in the country, let them enclose less land, or turn the pasture into fertile land again, but who knew that His Majesty's solution was so absurd.

Yeli Renrong looked at Li Yuanhao carefully, he never thought that his most proud student would be such an unscrupulous and ridiculous person.

Recently, there has even been news that Li Yuanhao and Ye Li's beggar wife have an affair with the Tibetan family, and even his general's woman will touch it, and the gossip in the court has boiled over the sky, I really don't know how many people in the world don't know.

Yeli Yuqi is still guessing now, but if so many people say so, the guess will become a reality, fortunately, he sent the black cloud to the Western Xia capital Pavilion of the Great Song Dynasty, Yeli Yuqi is there as the messenger of Daxia, Yeli Renrong feels that he is doing the right thing,

At this time, it is necessary to put Yeli Yuqi and Wuzang together, only in this way can the doubts of the ministers of the DPRK and the central government be dispelled, and the speculation of Yeli Yuqi can be dispelled, and the mouths of the people of the world can be blocked.

Whether it was the fault of the Wuzang clan or not, Yeli Renrong felt that she should not appear in the Xingqing Mansion, and for the current Great Xia, preserving the emperor's only reputation was the most important thing.

The carriage of grain slowly drove from the green grassland, this is the third batch of grain and grass transported by the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty, the first batch has been transported as early as Zhengdan, and now it is spring, it is the time when the green and yellow are not connected, in fact, there is no land for planting grain in Western Xia, and there is constantly grain transported from the Great Song Dynasty to the land of Western Xia, transported to various tribes.

The Great Song Dynasty provided the most convenient and fast service, the grain carriages have undergone special modifications, to transport more grain to the greatest extent, as long as there is money, or wool, the Great Song Dynasty will sell the grain to the people or tribes of the party.

Soon, the grain merchants of the Great Song Dynasty became very good friends with the local people and even the tribal leaders, and the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty sometimes even considered for them, for fear that they would be deceived and suffer losses, so that they won the trust of the party members.

The carriage passed through the grassland and drove straight towards Xingqing Mansion, as if it was hitting the face of Li Renrong, Li Yuanhao glanced at this Shang father, and said with a smile: "How?" I'm right, the Song people don't dare not send food, if not, then I will go and get it myself! ”

Looking at Li Yuanhao's smug appearance, Yeli Renrong could only admonish in a low voice: "Your Majesty is better to be careful." Great Xia should have made preparations in advance, and allocated a part of the slaves to grow grain in Huangzhuang or along the Yellow River. ”

"I know, Father Shang bothered!"

Li Yuanhao's attitude made Yeli Renrong sad, obviously this perfunctory appearance showed how unpopular he was in front of the emperor, so it was okay, he was a minister, and it was good to be loyal to his duties.

How could he not know about Li Yuanhao's brutality and ruthlessness? I don't even pay attention to the love between husband and wife for many years, not to mention that an old minister like himself, although he is a noble father, what is the use?

Yeli Renrong left, with helplessness and sighs left the city wall, the grain convoy of the Great Song Dynasty merchants was slowly driving into Xingqing Mansion from here, in stark contrast to the old wise man, Li Yuanhao was standing on the city wall and watching the long convoy enter the city, and the food crisis in Daxia was finally over.

As long as the Great Song Dynasty keeps its promise, the Western Xia will be good neighbors and friendly with the Great Song Dynasty, and there will be no war in the short term, after all, for the Western Xia, the Great Song Dynasty is the hen that has been laying eggs.

Li Yuanhao was sure that Zhao Zhen would not dare to turn his face, and he was also sure that the Great Song Dynasty would calm things down, in his opinion, the real threat to the Great Song Dynasty now was not the Western Xia but the Liao Dynasty. During this time, the Liao Dynasty was out of the scenery, defeated the Western Xia, and also held the Hetao, and the queen mother of Xiao Tzuli was even more famous.

The conflict between the Great Song Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty can be seen by everyone, and the more prosperous the land of Yanyun, the more uncomfortable the Liao Dynasty will be.

But...... Is that exactly the case?

Zhao Zhen doesn't have time to "do things" with other countries, now he just wants to calm himself down, the small bronze medal is held in his hand, and even traces are printed, the people sent to the American continent by the Great Song Dynasty are not dead! This is simply a great joy comparable to the recovery of Yanyun! Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future