"That's a great strategy!" Lu Zhi nodded.

The victims came to Weinan from Hexi and Longyou, one of which was under their noses, which was not easy to cause chaos and easy to manage, and the other was to reduce the loss of grain transportation.

Yang Zheng's decision was quickly passed by the three provinces, and the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, and the local government quickly operated.

The victims of the Longyou disaster can directly ferry down the Weishui River.

The victims of Liangzhou can go to Jingshui, and there are many post stations along the way that set up porridge sheds, the more you go in the direction of Daxing, the higher the concentration of porridge, and there are pickles.

More and more people gathered under the city of Daxing.

The officials of the six ministries were extremely efficient, quickly diverting the population and excavating from the east and west sides at the same time to speed up the progress of the project.

In addition, Yang Zheng also prepared 20,000 Chinese army iron cavalry to patrol day and night.

Xuanyi envoys and Jinyi guards were also sent out and scattered among the victims.

The heart of defense is indispensable.

The Yongliang population is complex, and it is difficult to say that people without ambition will be ready to move.

"Your Majesty regards Han Yi as one, and Yi people look at Your Majesty as their parents, how can they rebel?" Liu Neng patted his chest and said.

Baldness Tree Function - Liu Neng......

Yang Zheng always felt an inexplicable sense of funny, but since changing his name, Liu Neng has become much more active.

It is no longer in the shadow of the back as before, giving people the feeling that sooner or later they will rebel.

In fact, Yang Zheng asked him to accompany Wen Yang on his expedition to the west, just to give him a chance to see how much wind and waves he could rise, and several of his henchmen had already become Jinyiwei's people.

However, since reading "The Art of War", Liu Neng's hair has become bald one by one, but he has become smarter.

Those who know the times are Junjie.

Where is there room for him to play in this world?

"Haha, with General Liu's words, I will be relieved."

"Sycophants!" Liu Heng next to him snorted.

But Yang Zheng and Liu Neng both pretended not to hear.

After two years of cultivation, his waist no longer hurts, his legs are no longer sore, and he has returned to his former virtues.

However, the hoarfrost on his temples made him look much older and weaker.

Five stones are scattered, plus the uncovered assembly, this guy can stand up, that is, the ancestral tomb of the old Liu family is smoking.

After the victims moved to Weidong, the pressure on food was greatly reduced.

After eating enough, the victims have strength.

The people of this era are diligent and fatal, and when they are given a mouthful of food, they will work hard, and the same is true of the big brothers on the grassland, who are generally thinner than the Han people, but after eating a few meals of meat soup, their eyes are shining, and they also throw off their arms and dig up, in order to drink more meat soup at night.

In these years, the living environment of the grassland was even worse than that of the Central Plains.

Every time Yang Zheng inspected, there were always countless Xianbei, tall cars, and creeps looking at the car cover and bowing down, saying: "Mo He, Mo He!" ”

The demeanor is extremely pious and respectful.

Yang Zheng was confused, "Liu Neng, what does Mo He mean?" ”

After getting along for a long time, Yang Zheng felt that Liu Neng had an inexplicable sense of joy, this guy had a bright head and a good relationship with the people around him, except for Liu Heng, of course.

"Back to Your Majesty, Mo He is the will of the Lord and the Father!"

"Father?"

Isn't this Daddy?

I like to be the father of the Xianbei people? It feels weird.

But then again, under their own rule, Xianbei, Xiongnu, and Qianghu are not rich in food and clothing, but they can finally eat a mouthful of food, live in a house, put on clothes, and don't have to ride on horses with bare butts and drink the northwest wind.

Isn't this the politics of virtue?

If you are selected into the Chinese army, you will immediately become a master, go to the battlefield a few times, cut off a few heads and come back, mix with Yun Qilang, Feiqilang and other Lang officials to come back, Tian has it, its identity has it, and its status has it, and it is not known how many times stronger than running around the mountains with a bare ass on the grassland......

If you are talented and lucky, you will mix with captains and generals, and the ancestral grave will instantly smoke from the ancestral grave.

Great Qin's military merit system was more attractive to the big brothers on the grassland.

The poorer you are, the more you play with your life, and the poorer you are, the more you have the motivation to change your class, which has been the case in ancient and modern times.

And this kind of power will push Daqin forward.

Of course, non-Han generals climb to a miscellaneous general and basically go to the end.

Yang Zheng said that the Hanyi family was close, but in action it was another matter, and what should be guarded against was still guarded.

Only after the transformation of the second and third generations of the Qingying can they have the opportunity to continue to climb up.

Yang Zheng stood on the chariot and waved to the crowd, not knowing what to say for a while, the ghost made the big cake blurted out, "Work hard, he will get sweeter and sweeter!" ”

"Long live Your Majesty, long live Great Qin!"

There was another shout of cheers from the mountains and a tsunami.

Yang Zheng didn't know what to say for a while, but when he really said it, he could be regarded as stepping on their heads back then......

Now it just gave them a glimmer of hope, and it caused such a big reaction.

It's hard to say that the days will get sweeter and sweeter in the future, but it shouldn't be much of a problem to eat a full meal and wear warm clothes.

Two or three generations later, everyone is also Qin.

The atmosphere was too warm, and for safety, Yang Zheng still went home.

"Your Majesty, Yang Jing, the lord of Khotan, is in a hurry." Zhao Aqi waited in front of the palace gate for a long time.

In the Western Han Dynasty, the population once reached more than 80,000 people, and there were 30,000 victorious soldiers.

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However, he has always been respectful to the Central Plains.

It is the loyal support of Great Qin in the Western Regions, and Khotan is also the strategic fulcrum of Great Qin in the Western Regions.

Yang Zheng looked at the watch and had to admire Yang Jing's cleverness.

Khotan can stand from the Qin and Han dynasties to the Tang and Song dynasties, and still has a certain eyesight.

In the note, it is said that a force of the people of Khotan rushed into Tianzhu from the Green Ridge, and the Khotanese State was willing to send troops to Tianzhu in response to Daqin.

The recital is very short, and the meaning is also very clear, and Khotan wants to march into Tianzhu.

Tianzhu, like later generations, is just a geographical term, not a country.

After the decline of the Kushan Empire, Tianzhu was divided into dozens of forces, and they were inseparable.

Khotan has always been a transit point between Tianzhu and the Central Plains, so it naturally attracted their attention.

Daqin is bound to win the Western Regions, which somewhat makes Khotan feel a sense of crisis and wants to go out to start a business.

Yang Zheng thought for a while, for Great Qin, Tianzhu was too far away, with the current national strength, he couldn't rule such a distant area, and it was already the limit to be able to pinch the Seven River Valleys in his hands.

Since you can't eat it yourself, you might as well let it be eaten by your little brother.

When you are a big brother, you must have the demeanor of a big brother.

This model is worth promoting, the Western Regions has become the radiation of Chinese civilization, the countries have been integrated, and now there is a soft persimmon in front of you, not pinched in vain.

If it succeeds, it will be an opportunity to promote the westward expansion of Chinese civilization.

The common good is the permanent way of the alliance.

The land can no longer arouse much interest in Yang Zheng, and the land that cannot be operated and actually controlled is empty.

Now Yang Zheng is more interested in expanding the Chinese civilization circle.

And he already has three cards of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism in his hand.