In the Forbidden City of Jinling, Hou Xuanyan waved his hand, and a new city rose thousands of miles away on the Ob River in Junggar Province.

The city wall is all based on neat stone strips, stone slabs, stone squares, stone pillars, etc., and the wall is made of "triple soil" layer by layer, and the periphery is built with blue bricks.

Various raw materials were continuously transported from the newly built roads in the northwest to the Ob River, and the victims displaced by the natural disasters brought by the Xiaoice River became the main force of this city-building plan. They carried hoes and hitchhikers, like swarms of hard-working little ants, exchanging their hands for the whole family's rations.

The local officials in Shaanxi and Gansu watched the people go away, and these people no longer squatted on the ground without dignity waiting for relief food, but could exchange their hands for life-saving food.

The labor money for the workers who went to work was divided into two parts, and their families could receive one of them, and Tian Xiong, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, looked at the backs of these people and praised them sincerely: "Your Majesty said that a good disaster relief is to work for relief." Today's disaster is worse than in previous years, but I didn't expect that almost no people died of starvation. ”

"Alas, with three hundred miles of fertile soil in Guanzhong, the old Qin people have not seen heavy rain for several years. Thousands of miles of red land, withered and yellow everywhere, I really don't know when this damn drought will end. ”

The two officials of Qin discussed the drought situation, and watched their people leave, their hearts empty.

Although the departure of the victims has relieved their pressure, after all, these are their own people, and local officials still hope that the wind and rain will be smooth as soon as possible.

And those people sitting in the car did not have these thoughts, and it was a good thing for them to go to Dzungar to repair the city. As long as you ensure that your family has food to eat, it is nothing to make some effort on your own, and the old Qin people are not afraid of blood, but they are afraid of sweating?

The war in Dzungaria has entered the second phase of stalemate, but this stage is the stalemate between Tsarist Russia and the Chinese Dynasty, and Dzungaria has become a fish on the board.

In the two encirclements to the south, the original tribal leaders who had lost contact with Baturhun had already had other thoughts.

It is not too long for Baturhun to unify them, and it is too late to replace the local backbone forces and exchange blood in less than a year.

These leaders had very limited loyalty to Baturhun, and the resistance on the Tibetan Plateau was more of a fierce fighter who was not afraid to die because of his religious beliefs.

Dealing with these people can be said to be nerve-wracking, although Yang Zhan and others made it clear that anyone who does not obey the control is the enemy, but there are still frequent incidents of local people hurting people.

Since ancient times, on this plateau, there have been many ruthless people, and Hou Xuanyan knows this.

Of course, the way to deal with them, Hou Xuanyan has already made a plan.

A special army of soldiers and horses is being formed, and once he is built, it will be a terrifying and righteous army. When the time comes, the iron fist of justice will crush all the stubborn elements who think they are firm.

In Qinglong Mountain, a suburb of Jinling, Zhao Yuanhua, who had already been promoted to the secretary of the Criminal Department of the Central People's Republic of China, personally rode a horse as a team leader and drove to the headquarters of the Hidden Elephant Camp with Luan Yu, the Son of Heaven.

Hou Xuanyan came here for the first time, and after arriving at the gate, Hou Xuanyan lifted the curtain and found that this place was not the eerie appearance he imagined.

In the wide and tidy front square, there is a door, a white cat lying on the door frame lazily, a large and square sign, written with three big characters of the hidden elephant camp.

Hou Xuanyan recognized that it was his own handwriting, and when the Son of Heaven arrived at the Hidden Elephant Camp, he naturally greeted them all, and Hou Xuanyan knew almost all of the first few faces, it was these people who helped him turn defeat into victory countless times during the Northern Expedition, and turned danger into disaster.

"See my emperor." Everyone hugged their fists.

There is a special place in the Hidden Elephant Camp where they do not have to bow down when they see officials of any rank, even the emperor.

This is because their identities are kept secret during the war, and the time is extremely short, and the content of the information must be clearly stated immediately, so Hou Xuanyan stipulated that all the spies of the submarine battalion must not waste time on red tape, and go straight to the topic and report and leave. Over time, this continued, and still is.

Hou Xuanyan hummed and strode into the camp, where there were ordinary military houses everywhere, and even some flowers and plants, which were quite elegant.

At first glance, no one would think of this place as the world's largest spy base in the 16th century. In fact, under these peaceful offices, in the basement, you say that it is the Nine Hells, and no one objects.

Liu Ting led the emperor indoors, and the two young fanzi brought tea and handed Hou Xuanyan and the elixir beside him.

Hou Xuanyan took a sip, the fragrance was fresh, and said with a smile: "I think these two are not more than fourteen or fifteen years old, what is the way to recruit new people in the submarine camp?" ”

"Hey, it's just to pick from the martial arts hall, and if you have a good foundation, you have to work."

Hou Xuanyan nodded, these two people have the opportunity to face the saint and give tea to the emperor, they must be the best of the younger generation. If you look closely, you can see that you are very energetic.

"I came this time to pick some people who are handy and lead the team to Dzungaria."

Almost all the fans were dazzled and smelled the smell of military exploits.

"Your Majesty, what do you want?"

"Be ruthless, be smart, deal with the people, and know how to protect yourself."

Liu Ting and Chen Changzhi glanced at each other and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, pull a few random ones from us, they all meet your requirements." ”

Zhao Yuanhua is one of the two founders of the Hidden Elephant Camp. If he hadn't defected to Hou Xuanyan, he might still be a ruthless man in the rivers and lakes, and he could have a little bit of his own power, but now he is one of the six Shangshu in the hall, and the important minister above the temple heard these words and hurriedly said: "Just pick a few from the subtext department." ”

The latent elephant camp is divided into the latent character department and the elephant gate, one is in the light and the other is in the dark, and the other is dressed in plain clothes when going out, and it is more ordinary than ordinary people in the crowd. The elephant gate is a freshly dressed angry horse, a bright red military uniform, a white horse, and a tassel sword hanging from the waist.

After selecting the fan of the submarine elephant camp, Hou Xuanyan took a look around and found that this place was no different from the ordinary government office. Everyone in the camp is still smiling, and they look like honest children, but I have to say that the ability to disguise is strong, and they deserve to be the first secret agency.

Boarding the carriage back to the palace, the elixir swept the hair that fell from his sideburns, and asked, "Your Majesty, can such a few people manage a place as big as Dzungaria?" ”

Hou Xuanyan smiled triumphantly: "How can you send these few, I still have a clever plan." ”

When the elixir heard it, his heart was like a cat's claw, and he asked, "Who is it?" ”

The more she asked, the more Hou Xuanyan didn't say anything, teased her, and attached it to her ear and said, "Unless you"

Two quarters of an hour later

The carriage had already arrived in the palace, His Majesty did not move, and the eunuch palace maid hid away with interest.

The scenery in the carriage suddenly changed, the little elixir was disheveled, supporting the round snow-white thighs, straddle the two sides of the handrails, breathing heavily, the apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and a thin whimper burst out between the lips, and the low voice was very seductive. Biting his lip like a red ling, he muttered, "Your Majesty, can you tell Yao'er now?" ”

Hou Xuanyan lifted his pants and said with a smile: "You don't inquire, when I speak, you will know when the time comes." ”

The elixir was bitter, and she collapsed in the car, sweat wet the green silk between her temples, and she just wanted to be coquettish but found that her emperor had slipped away, and she was angry and her silver teeth were biting.

After a while, the palace maids of the Chunhe Hall hurried over and took the elixir back to the hall.

Hou Xuanyan was refreshed, and at this moment he felt like a holy Buddha, and he was very powerful without desires. In the Confucian concept, he entered the time of the sage.

"As soon as Lao Tzu's four strange soldiers came out, the people who disciplined Dzungar were more docile than the people in Jiangnan."

After all, the Submarine Battalion is a secret service, and it is impossible to expect them to be dispatched on a large scale and control an area. Hou Xuanyan has other ideas, this battalion of people makes him feel furious when he thinks about it.

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