"Rui Fuxiang allocated all the profits to Dali, and the shopkeeper Ran asked Li Gui to bring a message every time, asking us to be thrifty, this is all silver money slaughtered from his heart." Duan Wu said with a smile, probably remembering Ran Daqi's heartache and helpless face: "But like this, Rui Fuxiang can't afford it." ”

"Therefore, we must develop Dali's own economy, develop agriculture, develop handicrafts, develop planting, and develop industry and commerce." The eldest grandson said: "Just relying on Rui Fuxiang's blood transfusion, such a large territory, so many people, it is impossible to empty Rui Fuxiang." Only by developing Dali is the right way. ”

"Dali has some special products, but in addition to tea marketing, it has become another big industry in Ruifuxiang in addition to the paper industry, and the rest is not very good." Duan Wu touched his chin and shook his head: "The ghost king wants to focus on business and agriculture, and it takes some effort. ”

"Buying and selling, revitalizing the economy, of course, is not so simple." Changsun Hongdao: "It's still that sentence, people are the first thing, no population, no demand, no business can not live, Dali wants to be rich and strong, it is impossible to do it for ten or twenty years, take your time, don't worry, Dali is already in our hands, you can do anything." ”

He put the armor block on the table and said, "Do the thirty-six barbarians have any reaction to the election of me as the co-leader of the barbarian tribes?" ”

"I sent people to go one by one, and I got to know them, and those who were close to us raised their hands in favor of it, and they got the benefits, and they wished to follow us and continue to live a good life." Duan Wudao: "There are only two or three chiefs, who used to be close to the Gao family's Duan family, and they have some mustard in their hearts, worried that Mr. Changsun will replace the Duan family in the future, and completely change Dali's surname, and they are a little hesitant, probably they may make a noise at the barbarian conference." ”

"Which of these barbarians confiscated our Shimenfan's gifts? Which doesn't live off our tea from buying them? If it weren't for us, the barbarian tribesmen wouldn't even have enough to eat. Changsun Hong grinned, waved his hand and said: "Find out their attitude, if you are really unwilling to support my Changsun Hong, stop his tea purchase, stop the agricultural promotion of that barbarian, let them live a poor life for a while, and the stomach decides the brain." When they see others eating meat and eating their own bran, they should understand. ”

"When is the Thirty-Six Barbarian Assembly more appropriate?" Duan Wu thought about it for a while and felt that this method was feasible, so he asked, "It's best to take a little longer, so that we can be more prepared." ”

"Half a year later, if the ghost king of Shimen Fan wants to become the ghost king of Dali, there must be some people who will not be convinced. It's one thing to eat and drink spicy, and it really makes the Shimen Fan Gao who used to sit on an equal footing be the head of the other barbarians, and it can't be done without paying the price of some blood. The eldest grandson said: "In half a year, let Rui Fuxiang control the entire economy of Dali, every big business in and out of our monopoly, and even the rice and grain trading are included in our exclusive operation, so that the barbarians must be dependent on us." Unless they go up to the mountains every day to hunt, let them drink the northwest wind. ”

Duan Wu's hands trembled, and Mr. Sun of the Heart Dao really acted resolutely, either not doing it, or doing it absolutely, and returning the yin people to the invisible, not using the sword soldiers to cut off the back road, the reputation of the ghost king is well deserved.

He was thinking about things here, but Changsun Hong had already put the set of ghost armor on his body, and the ropes were very cumbersome, and he was a little in a hurry. Duan Wu hurriedly went over and helped him put it on, and it took a while to put a set of heavy armor neatly clothed, the armor was not painted, and it was shining with the true color of dark iron, and it was quite suitable for the sturdy Changsun Hong.

He took two steps, the nail leaf rubbed, making a sound of gold and iron, and the whole person suddenly became bigger like an iron man, and dozens of catties of iron were worn on his body, making his footsteps unusually calm.

Changsun Hong walked back and forth in the room, feeling that although it was a little inconvenient to move, the sense of security brought by the thick iron armor inexplicably made him feel at ease, but it was conceivable that wearing this to the battlefield, the enemy on the opposite side saw the armor like a turtle shell, and his heart must be like a dog and didn't know where to start.

"The Tang Mo sword array is unparalleled in the world, Guo Ziyi used it to beat the Turks, Hui to take off his armor and beg to surrender, and the miracle of the world was obtained because of it." Changsun Hong clenched his hands and slashed into the air: "We don't have the national strength of the Tang Dynasty, and we can't make such sharp and gorgeous Mo knives and complex heavy armor, but it's okay to learn from it." The ghost armor is not worse than Tang Mingguang's armor, but it is slightly ugly; Although the Shimen Fan Dragon Pattern Knife is not as good as the Mo Knife, it can also be used, with these two things with tall and strong soldiers, as long as the difference in numbers is not so great, the ghost formation is enough to sweep the south of the Yangtze River when it is hand-to-hand combat. ”

Duan Wu looked at his movements that were not slow at all although he was carrying dozens of pounds, and applauded: "Mr. Changsun is very skilled!" ”

"It's a pity, with a Mo knife and no crossbow, the ghost array is incomplete." Changsun Hong waved the non-existent broadsword a few times, and shook his head regretfully: "The Mo Dao Array does not have a strong crossbow to support it, it is equivalent to an iron bodhisattva, standing there and being shot by others but having no power to fight back, we have to ask for some crossbows from the Song Dynasty." ”

"This is very difficult, the Great Song Dynasty has always regarded the crossbow as an important matter, the people in the battle are in the crossbow, the people are dead and the crossbow is destroyed, and they can't pick up a single one if they want to." Duan Wudao: "Rui Fuxiang has spent all kinds of effort over the years and can't buy it, and Li Gui's shopkeeper is worried about his forehead." ”

"There's no way around that." Changsun Hong began to take off his armor: "Recently, we don't need to go out to fight, and there is no chance to face a strong enemy while guarding Dali, so let's find a way slowly." ”

He took off the shoulder armor with great difficulty, checked it on his hand, and said: "First exert enough strength, make more ghost armor, crossbow bow, there will always be one." ”

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Jianzhou, which is close to Chengdu in Sichuan, is a state city with a city wall, the city wall is not high, only about two zhang, it is made of rammed earth, there is no brick, there are more than 30,000 residents in the city, and there is a Jianzhou state office. Because it is close to Chengdu Mansion, it is the only way to go south to Gongzhou from Chengdu Mansion, so it is also prosperous, and there are often business travelers on the official roads outside the city, and there are a lot of sheds such as tea shops and restaurants. In normal times, the shacks built on both sides of the official road five miles away can be stretched all the way to the bottom of the city walls.

However, Chen Longzhi stood on the city wall, and as far as he could see, it was a withered body, and the houses and sheds that had been densely packed along the official road to the base of the city wall were all turned into rubble, and a large area of black traces that had been burned by the fire were left on the ground, as if the earth had been coated with huge black plasters. The merchant travelers from the south to the north were gone, and only the Great Song Dynasty officers and troops under their command were slowly marching in.

Touching the battlements on the head of the city, feeling the fierce battle that took place here when the Mongols were most raging from the arrows on it, Chen Longzhi sighed and praised Wang Kui, the governor of Jianzhou who was standing beside him: "Wang Zhizhou can keep the safety of Jianzhou when the northern captives are violent, and the merit is great, the official must play the court and talk about his merits. ”

Wang Kui, the governor of Jianzhou, is a head taller than him, tall and burly, not like a scholar at all, but like a soldier, with a big cake face full of pockmarks, his appearance is not good, but he is the only one in the entire Sichuan who has not lost the city.

He bowed down when he heard the voice, choked and said: "Wang is loyal to the country, it should be so, and there is no merit to show it, if there is no city where the people live and die, Wang Kui will not be able to defend this projectile lonely city, if you want to commend it, please reward the people of Jianzhou!" ”

(End of chapter)