Lord Zhang, what do you say is this Beifu doing? Wei envoy Ran asked.

Zhang Wen, the general of the Wei Che Cavalry, shook his head and replied in a low voice: "Back to Your Highness, the minister is not very clear. But I don't think it will be so simple, Beifu was strong for a while, and last year it swept through the south and north of the desert and destroyed the country, so it should take the opportunity to show off its strength. ”

Ran Cao nodded, still afraid in his heart, hundreds of thousands of people were singing in unison on the Chang'an Grand Temple Square just now, and that kind of momentum will never be forgotten. And when these hundreds of thousands of people were singing, there seemed to be countless people inside and outside Chang'an singing in response. According to the officials who accompanied the Beifu, today is the holy worship of the Holy Religion, and at least half of the millions of people in the entire Beifu are praying and singing together in churches and homes in various places, so they feel that there are people in harmony from all directions.

What does this Beifu want to do?

In June last year, the Beifu spread a message saying that the celebration of the 10th anniversary of His Majesty the Emperor's accession to the throne would be held on the second day of February next year, and that various countries would be invited to send people to attend and observe.

When the news came out, the countries of the Western Liang and Western Regions in the west, the Qi and Yao forces in the east, the Yan and Goguryeo in the north, the Wei in the middle, the Jiangzuo court and the subordinate states in the south, all wanted to take this opportunity to go to the legendary rich Northern Governor Chang'an to see for themselves, and even the Zhou State, which was negotiating with the Jiangzuo court, was secretly invited and couldn't help but send envoys to observe.

Ran Min, the king of Wei, really wanted to go to Chang'an to see in person, to see what Chang'an, which has become the city of heaven in the world, and to see how rich and powerful Beifu, which has now affected the entire Jiangbei. This time to come. Although it cost the price of "repatriating" nearly one million people to Xianghe and Yongzhou, the Wei State knew that it was still worth it, and it was precisely because of the strong backer support of the Beifu that the Wei State was able to become more and more nourished under the sinister situation of Northern Yan, Southern Zhou, and Eastern Qi.

That's why Ran Min can't come to Chang'an in person, after all, he is the king of the imperial court, and Zeng Hua is just a prince of the county, so he can't drop this price. So Ran Min had no choice but to send his second son Ran Cao as the main envoy. Che cavalry general Zhang Wen is the deputy envoy. Departure in September. It goes straight to Chang'an, Yongzhou.

In Bingzhou, where everything is in ruins, Ran Cao and others have been taken aback. Wang Meng, the first assassin of the state, had already established a perfect system, and the successor of the assassin Shi Gan was just to continue to implement and improve, and constantly accepted the "repatriation" of the local people from Si and Jizhou, and began the uniform field system.

Ran Cao and the others couldn't feel something deep, but the vitality and vitality exuded from the people of Bingzhou made them dumbfounded. The same people are simply tormented in the Si and Jizhou under the jurisdiction of the Wei State, but they are working hard in the Beifu and Prefecture.

Entered Yongzhou. Ran Cao and Zhang Wen can only be described as shocked. In addition to the abundance that can be seen everywhere, what shocked Ran Cao and Zhang Wen the most was that all the people in Yongzhou were soldiers. At that time, it was the agricultural slack season, and the young and strong people of all counties gathered together under the leadership of the county commander, equipped with ordnance that was not inferior to the regular army of Wei, and lined up in formation, practicing the killing, the momentum, the military posture. Whether it is to the Wei State, the Yan State or the Jiangzuo State. They are all the best candidates for the regular army, but they are only candidates in Beifu. It's really more popular than people.

By the time they arrived in Chang'an, Ran Cao and Zhang Wen were already numb. But when they saw the magnificent building of the new city in the southern district, they couldn't help but "crash" on the spot. What made them even more stunned was the proud introduction of the accompanying officials.

Chang'an School and other schools are built by the general and the Mutual Finance Society, the Chang'an Temple and the Seminary are the Church Mutual Finance Association and the people who pay for the construction of land, and the bazaar is a place where businessmen and many common financial associations raise funds and "invest" to build.

The government paid for the construction of only those streets and three large buildings, the Xiantai, the Pavilion and the Zhangtai, but it is said that it cost a lot of money to repair these streets and the three platforms. The construction of Chang'an cost one-tenth of the annual expenditure of Beifu, and Santai cost half of Chang'an's annual expenditure, which is a huge amount, Zhang Wen finally understood after a long time, and it caught up with half of the total annual income of Wei.

However, it took so much money to cultivate for three years to achieve this appearance, Ran Cao was a little incredible, but the words of the accompanying officials made him understand. The craftsmen who built the three stations were hired for money, and they were by no means "volunteers" in other places, and the Beifu government had to pay real money to build a thatched house. Ran Cao and Zhang Wen's heartache, you can't spend it like this if you have money! Spending money to hire ordinary people to repair things, isn't this taking the money and throwing it around the beggars?

When he arrived in Nanshi, Ran Cao finally understood how thick Beifu's wealth was. In the bazaars and shops of the South Market, he usually regarded as treasures such as glazed ware, blue and white porcelain, brocade and silk cloth, gold, silver and jade, rhino horn shark fin, coral pearls and other treasures of the North, the Western Regions, and the South China Sea, which he usually regarded as treasures, were piled up here and auctioned off one by one on the street.

Ran Cao's eyes were about to spurt blood, and if he was in the city, he would not hesitate to order these merchants to dedicate themselves to filial piety. But this is Chang'an, not only did the patrols mixed with the endless crowd make him dare not act rashly, but the guards stationed on both sides of Nanshi made him even more frightened.

I heard that this is the safest place in Beifu. When the market first opened, it used to be a popular place for thieves from all over the world. But under the severe crackdown of Beifu, these thieves are either mining in Yang or serving hard labor in Shuozhou, regardless of whether they succeed or not. It is said that more than a dozen thieves fled to Liangzhou, the Western Regions and Jiangzuo with some stolen goods, but they were all forcibly asked back by Beifu, and even sent cavalry to attack the Western Regions, threatening to wash the entire city of Qimi with blood, forcing them to spit out the two thieves together with the stolen goods - more than a dozen pearls of the South China Sea. From then on, no one dared to act rashly in Chang'an South City.

After staying in Chang'an for a few months, Ran Cao, who was elegant and handsome by nature, fell in love with this place. Celebrities and gentlemen gathered, the city was full of bachelors, and the materials were extremely rich, eating, drinking, and merrymaking, everything was complete, which was much better than that lifeless city. For this, not only Zhang Wen. Even Huan Chong in Jingxiang, Yu Gui in Jiangzuo, Duan Shen in Qi State, Fu Xiong in Zhou State, and Zhang Liang in Liangzhou also felt that it was much better than Jiangling, Jianye, Qingzhou, Puyang and Guzang.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second day of the second month of the tenth year of Yonghe, which was the celebration of the tenth anniversary of the emperor's accession to the throne scheduled for Beifu. However, Ran Cao still felt a little awkward, the celebration of the tenth anniversary of the emperor's accession to the throne should be held in Jianye, what does it matter to your Beifu? But now this Beifu has regarded himself as the spokesperson of the imperial court in Jiangbei, so he also dares to say that to celebrate the tenth anniversary of the emperor's accession to the throne, everyone does not need to go to Jiangzuo Jianye, just go to Chang'an.

Everyone understands in their hearts that this general of Beifu also started his career in the first year of Yonghe, what does Beifu want to celebrate in the end? Everyone is dumb and eats dumplings. Know what to expect.

The Sainte-Chapel has been completed. Ran Cao and these VIPs were taken to the front of Santai Square. Beifu built a viewing platform with a 50-meter-long staircase in front of the middle of the platform. It happened to be full of thousands of distinguished guests and officials and generals of the Northern Prefecture. And the people of Chang'an, who had already finished the holy prayer, also gathered on the avenue opposite Santai Square, which was densely packed with two or three hundred thousand, and on the avenue on the east and west sides, I am afraid that there were as many as four or five hundred thousand. Not only Chang'an, but also several nearby "satellite cities" such as Xianyang, Bacheng, and Ducheng have fallen out of the city. Standing on the viewing platform, I only saw a large area of black oppression, like an endless ocean. On the sides of the square and avenue, tens of thousands of government soldiers are maintaining order, and patrols and militias can be seen everywhere. Standing on the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, guarding the already empty places.

Ran Cao sat in the middle of the front, and saw that in front of him was the main seat, which was Yu Gui, the representative of the Jiangzuo Imperial Court, and Huan Chong, the representative of Jingxiang. Ran Cao knew in his heart that although he was an ally of the Northern Mansion, he could not compare to the dignity of the envoy of the Jiangzuo court and the intimacy of the envoy of Jingxiang, and he and the envoys of the Yan State, Murong Ke and Yang Qi, belonged to the second echelon and sat in the middle of the second row. The Zhang family of Liangzhou, the Duan family of Qi Guo, the Fu family of Zhou Guofu, and the Yao family of Dongpinglu County sat on either side of them. As the third echelon.

And behind them are the officials and generals of Beifudi. There are also many gentry of the people who received the award, and the entire viewing platform was densely seated.

Ran Cao looked around carefully, and finally set his eyes on Murong Ke, the enemy of Wei State, the envoy of Yan State. Murong is still so handsome and elegant. He has an extraordinary demeanor, but he looks thinner and haggard. It seems that in the past two years, Murong has put a lot of effort into maintaining Yan Guo and allowing Yan Guo to recover from the defeat of An Xi, and the Yang Xiao next to him is probably the same, you can see that his slender face looks longer, and the beard on his chin is a lot thinner.

Although Yan and Wei reconciled under the adjustment of Beifu, Ran Cao did not think that the two countries were really getting better. Seeing Murong and Yang haggard like this, Ran Cao was naturally happy in his heart. And Murong Heyang's face was gloomy, I am afraid that this trip to Beifu will have a greater impact on them, after all, the biggest enemy of Yan Guo who wants to dominate the Central Plains is the powerful Beifu.

When everyone waited for a while, they saw Wang Meng, Che Yin, and Pu Gang who had just accompanied Zeng Hua out of the city to return to their seats, nodding to everyone, indicating that the ceremony was about to begin.

I only heard a long horn sound suddenly blowing, which immediately quieted down the area around Santai Square, which was a little "lively". At this time, Zeng Hua was wearing a black bright light fish scale mountain armor, wearing a winged flying feather helmet, riding a fiery red hot wheel, and running along the Santai Avenue under the escort of a guard elite horseman, neat equipment, consistent steps, accompanied by the pleasant sound of horses' hooves hitting the bluestone ground, and soon came to the front of the viewing platform.

Zeng Hua bent down to the viewing platform and gave a slight salute, and the officials and generals of the Northern Mansion and the gentry and ordinary people on the viewing platform stood up together and saluted Zeng Hua back, but Ran Cao and the others were a little flustered, only Murong and Yang Qi and the officials of the Northern Mansion acted in unison, which was quite decent.

Zeng Hua turned his horse's head and stood in front of the viewing platform, facing the people in Santai Square and beyond. And this sentry cavalry immediately divided into two teams and stood neatly behind Zeng Hua.

Seeing Zeng Hua appear, the people outside the square couldn't help but let out a burst of earth-shattering cheers, one higher than the other, like the waves of the sea. Countless people held the small red flag in their hands, danced the hats on their heads, and expressed their emotions to Zeng Hua in the distance.

In the midst of the cheers, a dull sound of war drums came, the sound was heavy and shocking, neat and regular, and it was also one after another, wave after wave rolling towards Santai Square. And to the sound of war drums, there is also the sound of dripping horses' hooves and the rumbling of cars.

The crowd suddenly stopped cheering. Half of the people here were militia trained and were very sensitive to the sound of war drums and trumpets, and when they heard the sound of war drums, they immediately became solemn, and the people next to them also became quiet, looking intently to the east side of the square.

In the sunlight, twenty chariots galloped neatly in a rectangular formation, and on each chariot in addition to the groom was a huge war drum, on which stood a shirtless sergeant beating the drum. They waved their drumsticks and beat the sheepskin drums to the sound of a trumpet, which immediately turned the Santai Square into silence.

Seeing the chariot galloping past him, Zeng Hua waved the saber that had already been drawn, and then raised it vertically, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards and the blade forward, saluting the chariot.

The war drums rumbled past like Thor's chariot, stopping at the westernmost part of Santai Square, then turning cautiously to turn north, facing the viewing platform. Behind the war drum array were the students of the Chang'an Military Academy, and three hundred students wearing black Mingguang officer armor held three hundred red flags, marched neatly, and lined up in a rectangle, like a sea of red. In addition to the sound of neat footsteps, the whole square is the sound of the roaring armor and the whirring sound of the red flag hunting.

The Red Flag Team of the cadets walked under Zeng Hua's attention and salute, walked to the east of the war drum corps, and turned to stand.

Behind the cadet team is a tun of saber players, they are wearing infantry armor, their left hand is tightly leaning the round shield on the left side of their body, and their right hand is holding a snowy Pu knife, which is carried upside down on their shoulders, and they are walking past Zeng Hua.

Then there were the longbowmen, who carried longbows and quivers, carried Yanling knives, and were also lined up in a line, walking in front of Zeng Hua.

Behind the longbowmen were the Divine Arm Crossbowmen, and the three hundred Divine Arm Crossbowmen were carrying the Divine Arm Crossbow and quiver, and also carrying the Yanling Knife, and were walking past Zeng Hua and the viewing platform. Everyone immediately squinted their eyes and observed carefully, this divine arm crossbow is "famous far and wide" and "well-known at home and abroad", and the number of sergeants who died on it is probably 100,000, how can everyone not care about this "murderous weapon"? Especially Ran Cao and Murong watched it more carefully. However, Ran Cao's eyes showed a look of jealousy and resentment, while Murong showed a thoughtful expression, and the rest of them were also different.

After the Divine Arm Crossbowman walked over, a heavy sound of footsteps came, just like the sound of the war drums just now, which shook everyone's hearts, but Murong Ke and the others felt a domineering murderous aura faintly attacking. What kind of team will it be? Cavalry? But you didn't hear the sound of horses' hooves? Everyone couldn't help but crane their necks to look east, and they all began to guess.