On an autumn afternoon, the weather is clear and the sky is clear, and the fields on the outskirts of Guanzhong are covered with smoke, and farmers are burning weeds and spring wheat straw in the fields in preparation for autumn planting. In the dry land on the side of the hill www.biquge.info, the leaves of the millet planted in spring have turned yellow, and the ears are full of fruit.

"It's a good year! Hope is on the field! Zhang Yue, Shi Yanchao, Li Wanquan, and Yang Chongxun rode horses, and led more than 300 guards to trot on the official road in the south of the city, pointing to the golden corn field in the distance, and couldn't help but smile happily.

"That's ...... Yanzhou's grain output this autumn is one and a half times more than in previous years, but the grain prices in the market are still high, and I don't know what's going on. Li Wanquan said in a rough voice.

Shi Yanchao glanced at Zhang Yue, sneered and said: "What's so strange, in July and August, the autumn grain is only ripe and confiscated, and the merchants in Guanzhong heard the wind and spread the news of collecting grain at high prices everywhere...... How can the price of this food fall? ”

This must be what Huihe Commercial Bank did, Zhang Yue couldn't help laughing and said: "It's okay, you see, wait until this time next year, the wheat will fall to two hundred yuan a bucket and it will not be sold." Now that Jingnan has just been recovered, the collected grain stocks still need to be used by soldiers, and there will not be so many wars next year. ”

"Humph! I hope so! Acting like this, don't fight endlessly! "Shi Yanchao didn't have a good airway.

This guy is always a crow's mouth, can't say a few good words, Zhang Yue doesn't care about him, the group rode out of the south of the city twenty miles, to the northern suburbs of Lushui Town outside the post station to wait, the post station official heard the news and hurriedly ran out to salute, Zhang Yue ordered to sprinkle the post hall and prepare tea.

Half an hour later, at the end of the official road, at the junction of heaven and earth, a team of carriages and horses came in a circle, Liu Guangye went to inquire on horseback, and soon came back and said: "Lord! The envoys were Langzhou Thorn History, Wuping Jiedu Marching Sima Zhou Xingfeng, Yanei Army Envoy, Yao Lingke, the younger brother of the Medicine Envoy Jun, and Xiang Deming, the eldest son of the Shannan Dongdao Xiang Envoy, and Mr. Han did not come back with him. ”

"Oh? Zhou Xingfeng? Well...... Beat the drums and have fun! Get ready to welcome the king of Nanping! Zhang Yue nodded, Zhou Xingfeng is now just a state assassin, originally in that time and space, after Ma Chu died, he was the head of the Hunan separatist forces, and now he has become a general under the account of Yao Chongyu.

And Gao Baorong, the king of Nanping, was the first to surrender to the king of the secession domain, although the Zhou army was in the city, forced by the situation, but there was no such a vicious battle as the siege of the city, which is considered to be aware of current affairs. Then, Zhang Yue's high-standard ceremonial treatment is also deserved, and this can be regarded as a good example for the foreign vassals in the world who have not surrendered to the Great Zhou, which is of far-reaching significance.

Woo...... The guards blew a long horn, and then the drums beat loudly, and the rhythm was urgent and cheerful. Ritual instruments such as cymbals make up a melodious and pleasant dingdong sound, and combine with the Qiang flute and plate drum to form a joyful combination of music melody, which makes people feel refreshed when they hear it.

This is not a guard of honor that ordinary festival marshals can have, but only the opening of the palace and the three divisions of the same three dukes, Zhang Yue has not usually done this, and now it seems that it is still useful, at least let the other party know that he attaches great importance to it.

After a while, the opposite carriage and horse team stopped on the official road, and two young scarlet-robed generals in their twenties talked a few words with a middle-aged red-robed military attaché, glanced at Zhang Yue's side, and then dismounted together to salute.

"Xiaguan Wuping Festival marches Sima Zhouxing to meet Zhang Fujun!" Zhou Xingfeng was about forty years old, of medium height, with a slightly dark complexion, straight eyebrows, a bright glance at Zhang Yue, and bowed to salute.

As early as the second year of Guangshun, when Zhang Yue and Yao Chongyu were ordered to go south to capture Yuezhou, Zhou Xingfeng was still Wang Jinkui's general, and then in the fifth year of Xiande, Tanzhou Wu'an Jie Du made Wang Jinkui killed by the generals, and the generals wanted to promote Zhou Xingfeng as the commander, under the coercion of Yao Chongyu's troops, Zhou Xingfeng took the initiative to take refuge, and recommended Zhang Wenbiao as the envoy of Tanzhou Wu'an Jiedu, and Yao Chongyu agreed to report to the court for approval, and transferred Zhou Xingfeng to Langzhou.

Because in the early years, Wang Jinkui and Zhou Xingfeng, Zhang Wenbiao, Liu Wenxiu, He Jingzhen, Pan Shusi and others became ten brothers, and Zhou Xingfeng was known for his wisdom and strategy among the ten brothers.

"Get up, please!" Zhang Yue stretched out his hand and asked with a smile: "Wuguan Road is in disrepair, coming from Shannan, the road is very difficult to walk, right?" ”

"Exactly! The road conditions in Junzhou and Shangzhou are not good, and His Royal Highness the King of Nanping is sick again, and Lang Zhong, who accompanied him, repeatedly warned that the King of Nanping needs to recuperate, and I have to stop and go, and this way has been walking for 20 days. Zhou Xingfeng smiled, quietly glanced at Zhang Yue from time to time, seeing that he was so young, he remembered that when he was in the second year of Guangshun, he had seen it once on the big ship in Baishawan on the Xiangjiang River, and he secretly sighed in his heart.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Oh...... If it is inconvenient for the king of Nanping to meet, he can go to the city to rest, the mansion has been sprinkled and cleaned, just wait for the king of Nanping to move in, and it is not too late to see you when he recovers. ”

"Thank you so much for your kindness, in fact, my brother is just inconvenient to see the wind, but you can see you at the post house!" At this time, a tall and thin purple-robed middle-aged man in his thirties walked over quickly, and happened to hear Zhang Yue's words, so he smiled and bowed his hand, and said to himself: "When I first saw Zhang Fujun, it was a little rude, and the tenth brother of the king of Nanping bowed to him. ”

This person claimed to be a cousin, Zhang Yue heard the words, almost didn't react, and then remembered that this person should be Gao Baomiao, that is, Gao Baorong's successor, but I heard that this Gao Baoqiao was wild and frivolous, and often sent his subordinates to intercept the merchant cargo fleet passing through Jiangling Mansion on the Yangtze River, and He Ju's cargo ship was intercepted by him a few years ago, but later asked for it back.

"That's fine! Please enter the inn first! Zhang Yue is very polite, in fact, as a prisoner of war, this face is very good.

Seeing this situation, Shi Yanchao's rough guy couldn't stand it, and said angrily: "A slow idiot, captive!" Is it also worth Yuanzhen to whisper like this? ”

"Ahem...... After all, it's the king of Nanping! Watch more, listen more, talk less! When Yang Chongxun heard this, he pulled Shi Yanchao's sleeve and smiled.

Gao Baorong is the third son of Wang Gao Congjiao, who was frail and sickly when he was young, and was also known for his pedantic temperament after he ascended the throne, slow to react, and had no talent.

The two of them talked like this, and Gao Baomiao didn't go far, but he heard it immediately, and looked back, but didn't say anything. The phoenix who fell off the frame was like a grass chicken, he had to be a man with his tail between his legs, of course he didn't dare to refute.

Zhang Yue glared at Shi Yanchao speechlessly, and persuaded: "You can't say that, they are in the same line of China, and they are self-reliant and separating from each other because they have not handled the relationship between vassals in previous dynasties, not to mention that since the founding of our dynasty, Jingnan was a minister, when the first emperor conquered Huainan, the king of Nanping also provided money, grain and warships, and sent sailors to help in the war, which is meritorious, and it cannot be regarded as a prisoner of war, no matter how courteous he is, he can also afford it!" ”

Shi Yanchao stared at the bull's eye when he heard this, and he was a little confused, Li Wanquan and Yang Chongxun nodded very much, and said yes, they didn't want Gao Bao's ears to be very good, so they actually stopped and turned around, and bowed ninety degrees respectfully, and then turned around and strode towards the front of the car and horse team.