Xi'an Mansion, Chengguan District, Chang'an County, Government Affairs Building——

Compared with the cold in the north, this year's Guanzhong is still a little hot, different from the humid heat in the south, it is dry and hot here.

Of course, this is better than the humid heat of the south, which can make people breathless, as if the air is blocked.

And the further you drill into the woods, the more stuffy it gets.

Rao is like this, and the staff who enter and exit the government affairs building are still wearing long shirts and short coats.

As you enter, most of the people here wear suits or tunics.

In the office, Song Zhezheng was talking on the phone over and over again, while Secretary Chen on the side was silently waiting for the end of the chief's communication.

This is the norm for the chief, and he has to deal with endless documents every day, and he calls his friends in other provinces again and again.

There is no way to do it, the drought is getting worse, and there is no sign of rain at all.

If this continues, I don't know if it will rain next year, but if we don't find a way to solve the problem this year, the disaster will only spread.

Fortunately, Chief Song has a wide range of connections, and he is not the kind of corrupt and mercenary.

First of all, he quickly solved the problem of banditry, and during this period, he used all the connections he could use to buy food from other provinces.

Coupled with the allocation of grain by the government, the disaster is finally within a controllable range.

"Whew! Tell me what's the matter? ”

Song Zhe put down the phone and let out a long sigh, rubbing his eyebrows and waving his hand.

"Sir! The intel you investigated has been investigated. ”

"Say!"

Listening to these words, Song Zhe closed his eyes and spoke quickly and concisely.

"Sir, on the one hand, this information was summoned by Chief Zhang's side by phone, and on the other hand, we learned and gathered it from the mouths of merchants who had gone south to do business in the grasslands.

Here's the situation....."

Secretary Chen reported the information he had just gotten 1510.

"That's the thing, sir, you have a good eye, this Zhao Ming really lives up to expectations and has some ability."

"Hmmm! It's a bit capable, I thought he would die there in a few days. ”

Song Zhe opened his mouth lightly, and his words made Secretary Chen feel guilty for a while.

The self-patriarch is really the same knife-mouthed tofu heart as always.

"But sir, there is some discrepancy between the news that this chief and those businessmen said, you see..."

"Humph! I know very well that Lao Zhang is a person, don't look at him and I can pee together, but because of this.

He sat very upright with his ass, and it was impossible for him to be crooked. Song Zhe chuckled and shook his head.

"Ask more about those caravans in the future, and you can just listen to the information from Lao Zhang's side. I asked him to help take care of Zhao Ming's kid.

Do you believe it or not, he just ignored it? ”

"Uh.... Then you still ....." Secretary Chen was a little incomprehensible.

"Why did you let Xiao Zhao go to this Longtan Tiger's Den, right?"

Song Zhe smiled lightly, "Lao Zhang is a smart person, when I sent Zhao Ming over, his attitude said it all."

The meaning was clear, and he knew exactly what I wanted in the steppe.

And by his very nature, he would never allow such a thing as opening the back door. I want what I can get from the steppe.

He doesn't care, if we have the ability!

In addition, how about Zhao Ming, isn't this just a good test? If it's a mule or a horse, you'll know if it's a horse. ”

Saying that, Song Zhe took out a box of big front doors from the drawer and lit it, took a puff of cigarette into his heart, and the pressure on his body seemed to leak out.

"Sir, although it is a bit unauthentic to arrange others in this way, I still want to ask, are you not afraid of raising a white-eyed wolf when the time comes? This man is empty? ”

Secretary Chen is an old man who follows Song Zhe, and he dares to speak out about many things.

Hearing this, Song Zhe's smoking movement paused slightly, but quickly recovered as before.

The smoke made it difficult to see his face at this time.

"Next year, maybe the marshal will start a war with the south....."

These words sounded a little inexplicable, and Secretary Chen was also a little confused, but soon he trembled and his eyes widened, but he quickly calmed down.

"Sir, this matter has never been asked."

"Haha! Don't be so nervous, you kid, I'm still at ease with you, otherwise why would I say such things? ”

Song Zhe smiled and pointed at Secretary Chen with a cigarette.

Secretary Chen also laughed.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it seems that the chief doesn't have much confidence in the battle of the marshal!

"Okay, you don't need to worry too much about Xiao Zhao's affairs, since he has already gained a firm foothold, it is estimated that he will not be able to make any big trouble for a while."

But just as Secretary Chen nodded and was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said, "But sir.... He also heard a small news that there were signs of southward movement in Outer Mongolia.

There is no movement at all in Zhangjiakou in this matter, you said that if Outer Mongolia really goes south, there is no action over there, Xiao Zhao's side..."

"Outer Mongolia going south? And what's going on? ”

Hearing this, Song Zhe was also surprised, and immediately shook his head with a smile.

"Don't worry about it, although Zhang Li doesn't care about Xiao Zhao, it is impossible that there will be no action when it comes to big things.

If he didn't move, there was only one possibility, and he judged that it was impossible for Outer Mongolia to go south.

Zhang Li's sense of war is still quite sensitive, so there is no need to care about this matter. ”

——

In the cold wind, a group of more than 20 riders is slowly climbing a high slope, where the view is best to see more than ten miles away in the distance.

It's just that the twenty or so riders looked around fixedly, but they frowned a little.

"Zhao Ye can't do it, the clouds and fog are too big now, and you can't see it if it's too far!"

The monkey whose head was wrapped in a sheepskin hat made the sound of an urn, obviously shouting at the top of his throat, but the wind on the hillside was too loud, and it was already very small when it fell into Zhao Ming's ears.

Zhao Ming just nodded, picked up the telescope given by Lao Guo and looked into the distance.

This thing is one of the small gifts that Lao Guo gave last time, and it belongs to the kind of monocular that belongs to the old object.

If this is another hundred years or so, it is estimated that it will be a valuable antique.

I saw that there was a river about three miles away in the mirror tube, and there were dozens of tents along both sides of the river, extending for a long distance.

And there seem to be some shadowy tents in the distance, but the clouds and fog are no longer visible.

With these camps as the center, there were constantly cavalry coming in and out, presumably scouts who took turns to go out to reconnoitre.

Looking at the weapons of these people, most of them were bows and arrows and sabers, and most of them were wearing sheepskin jackets, some of which were sewn with some cowhide.

But looking at Zhao Ming, his pupils shrank.

But seeing that the three horses were very different, Zhao Ming immediately thought that he had traveled to ancient times and was wrong.

But after looking at it several times, I was sure that I was not mistaken, and these three people were indeed wearing Mongolian iron armor.

The armor is very old, and there are even some key parts that may be missing, but there is simply none.

This is not the early Mongolian armor, it is estimated that it is an old object left over from some Mongolian family heirlooms, and it may be older than Zhao Mingtai's grandmother.

In a word, the armor pieces are connected like scales, and arrows cannot pierce them!

The outer layer has iron mesh armor similar to the armor, and the helmet has a part of the armor that protects the surface.

Perhaps it has been too long, and the red tassel on the top of the helmet has decayed and disappeared.

Of course, it's hard to say how much protection this thing has now, maybe a blade can not only break the defense, but also cut into the flesh because of its rust, forming tetanus damage.