Quang Nam West Road.

Yongzhou.

"The fields here are so barren!"

Huang Shang looked at the barren fields and sighed.

The fields in Yongzhou are the most barren he has ever seen.

Local farmers do not build canals, do not apply fertilizer, and plant and harvest.

As a result, even on the riverside, almost all of them are dry fields.

According to this trend, the yield per mu will not even be one-third of that of Jiangnan.

Murong Bo analyzed: "If you want to increase production, it is nothing more than three methods: immigration, improved seeds, and improved farming. ”

Huang Shang nodded.

The two traveled to various states in Guangxi, and Huang Shang visited as many houses as possible to record information everywhere he went.

He didn't have a scholar, and he accumulated more and more information, and he carried it on his shoulders every day.

Murong Bo watched silently, his eyes flashing.

Eventually, they came to a place called Guwanzhai.

This is the southern gateway of Yongzhou, and together with Yongping Village and Taiping Village, it forms a defense line against Jiaozhi.

The names are very auspicious, but unfortunately they can't be peaceful at all.

The latter two are relatively remote, and Huang Shang did not deliberately make trouble for himself, so he set the last stop on Guwanzhai.

Among the three villages, it is indeed the largest, located on the main traffic artery, and business travel is frequent.

Ten years ago, when Nong Zhigao raised troops against the Song Dynasty, he broke through Guwanzhai and occupied Yongzhou, and later Nong Zhigao was broken by Di Qing, and the army was defeated and retreated, and Guwanzhai developed again after these years.

Not only did business travel come and go inside the military village, but also a small town was formed outside the village, with thousands of dwellings distributed.

However, when Huang Shang came here, he was notified that he was forbidden to leave the village.

The garrison firmly blocked the gate of the wall, and even the place where he climbed high and looked into the distance was guarded, and he was not allowed to approach.

The business travelers were not surprised, but Huang Shang, at the suggestion of Murong Bo, climbed the mountain road directly and bypassed Guwanzhai.

So, what appeared in front of them was a shocking and miserable picture.

The small town that was supposed to be built on the ancient Wanzhai has disappeared.

Instead, there was a burned, blackened ruin.

The walls collapsed, the houses collapsed, the beams and pillars became charcoal, and the horizontal and vertical ground were supported on the ashes.

The corpses were placed in the open space, all of which were burned beyond recognition, making it difficult to identify.

Murong Bo said: "Fire attack, it's the Jiaozhi Army!" ”

Indeed, just last night, hundreds of Jiaozhi troops suddenly attacked, and most of the townspeople fled into the village, but some of the old and weak did not leave in time.

Those barbarians slaughtered and plundered outside the wall, but the defenders in Guwan Village did not dare to step out of the wall.

After the people of Jiaozhi gave vent to their animal desires and set fire to the town, the people who survived the catastrophe began to search for the remains of their relatives and the remnants of their belongings in the ruins during the day today.

Huang Shang looked at this scene in amazement.

On Earth, people can actually see the tragic situation of war-torn countries through photographs.

But no matter how clear the photos are, they are not as shocking as the personal experience.

The insensitive expressions of those adults are the cruelest contrast to the children sitting in the ruins and crying.

Huang Shang didn't quite understand why these people lived in such a dangerous town, but he knew that this was not the first time, and it would not be the last.

From Kaifeng Mansion in Tokyo to Yongzhou on Jinghu South Road, it is all singing and dancing.

After seeing the knowledge and style of Confucianism, it seems that the Song Dynasty, which was called the Great Coward by later generations, was not so unbearable.

But now, the bloody facts are revealed, and the fig leaf is finally torn to shreds.

It's not Liao, it's not Western Xia, it's Jiaozhi!

Something that is not as good as bullshit can also bully Da Song!

Murong Bo observed Huang Shang's expression and sighed deliberately: "Xiao'er is a small country, ambition has never been small!" ”

The tone is sad and indignant, and the heart gloats.

Huang Shang's anger rose suddenly.

But he didn't say anything, just watched it all deeply.

"Waifu Yidi, start with Jiaozhi!"

"Now that I've come into this world, I don't want to turn a blind eye."

Huang Shang understood why the heavens wanted to give him a master card to lurk into a plot character.

A sense of substitution.

If it is a reincarnation who passes by in a hurry, maybe he sees it and sees it, and he will never have this feeling.

And the people who live in this world cannot turn a blind eye.

The current Huang Shang is not noble enough to throw his head and spill his blood to resist the main temple for the heavens.

He just wants to be different and have conveniences that reincarnators don't have.

But at least, for the identity of Huang Shang, his sense of identity is getting stronger and stronger.

It's no longer about completing a task.

It's a new life.

Do something in this part of your life.

Huang Shang turned and left.

Guangxi has finished reading, and then go to Guangdong.

Along the way, Murong Bo said tentatively: "Brother Xian, how do you feel about Jiaozhi?" ”

Huang Shang said lightly: "Jiaozhi is just the border land of several states in the old Tang Dynasty, and it is difficult to compare with Guangxi all the way, but my Great Song Dynasty has been biased towards the northwest for decades in order to prevent the Northern Liaoxixia, so that the Jiaozhi people have become greedy and arrogant year by year, but it has ended here, if you want to make it perish, you must first make it crazy!" ”

"If you want to destroy it, you must first make it mad......"

Murong Bo chewed on the meaning of his words and couldn't help but be moved.

As a modern person, Huang Shang can learn a lot from Murong Bo along the way, and Murong Bo has been inspired by Huang Shang.

This young man, who always has amazing words, in Murong Bo's opinion, is not only a disciple of the great Confucian Zhang Zai, Yongzhou Xie Yuan, outstanding in learning, but also valued by those eccentric people, it is said that in the future, he will be able to be named on the gold list and become the champion.

That's why Murong Bo deliberately made friends.

It's just that when he came to Guangxi, Murong Bo also listened to Huang Shang's evaluation of Jiaozhi with the purpose of investigation, and he was not reconciled: "The king of Jiaozhi is ambitious, reforming the military system, advocating respect for Confucius, and learning Confucianism, I am afraid that he will become a problem for my henchmen of the Great Song Dynasty in the future!" ”

The King of Jiaozhi is the title of the Great Song Dynasty, historically known as the Li Dynasty of Vietnam, and now he is the third emperor named Li Shengzong.

In 1054, this person changed the name of the country to "Da Yue", called the emperor behind closed doors, did not pay tribute, and his aggressive ambitions were even more undisguised, starting from 1059, he continued to invade the borders of the Song Dynasty and plundered.

Because of taking a lot of advantage, now the whole of Jiaozhi is like being beaten with chicken blood, and even has the ambition of swallowing an elephant with a snake.

But Huang Shang only asked one sentence: "Where is Nong Zhigao?" ”

Murong Bo's heart was cold.

Nong Zhigao's name sounds strange, but in fact he is the leader of an ethnic minority in Guangxi, who rose up against the Song Dynasty ten years ago, killing famous generals and defeating several soldiers recruited by the imperial court, including Yang Wenguang.

That's right, it's that Yang Wenguang.

In the romance, Yang Wenguang is the son of Mu Guiying and Yang Zongbao, and his role is far less than that of his parents.

In fact, Yang Zongbao and Mu Guiying are both fictional, and Yang Wenguang is the real one.

To get back to the point, when Nong Zhigao was at its most powerful, he claimed to be able to shake the rule of the Great Song Dynasty, but what was the result?

It's not destroyed yet.

The gap between each other is too great.

The same is true for Cochin.

The more it dances now, the more it will fail miserably in the future.

Murong Bo is not a stupid person, and immediately understands that this trip is in vain.

In order to fight again, he took great pains.

The Great Liao in the north, the Western Xia in the west, and now even the Jiaozhi in the south are used.

He hoped to be a longitudinal and horizontal family during the Warring States period.

When you are angry, the princes are afraid, and you live in peace and the world is extinguished.

That was undoubtedly the highest praise, and even raised the Zonghengjia to a level of supremacy over the kings of all countries.

But the truth is the other way around.

When the princes and countries were in a war, the Zonghengjia lobbied the Quartet, like a fish in water, and when the world was roughly peaceful, the Zonghengjia had to be extinguished.

There is no place for it.

Now Murong Bo wants to be a vertical and horizontal family, and he has to see whether the world is chaotic or not.

In the Liao Kingdom in the north, the speed of erosion is faster than that of the Great Song Dynasty, and since Li Yuanhao's death, the Western Xia is not as good as before, and now it is the turn of Jiaozhi to jump.

Small wars can exist, but big wars are difficult to break out.

Murong Bo was unwilling and looked at Huang Shang.

Outside Gu Wanzhai, he could feel the anger in Huang Shang's heart.

This is a main battle faction.

Yes.

However, although Huang Shang is young, he is very assertive, and he is by no means able to move in a few words.

There must be people close to you, imperceptibly.

At this moment, Murong Bo suddenly thought of a sentence that those reincarnators often put on their lips.

If you don't invest, where will the return come from?

Makes sense!

Murong Bo faintly made a decision in his heart and sent out an invitation: "Brother Xian can be interested in going to Zhejiang West Road, I have a friend outside Gusu City, unfortunately passed away, leaving a son, but it is a material that can be made!" ”