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Woo!

Woo!

Woo!

Strong warriors, wearing cowhide armor and sabers, stood on the city wall, with their cheeks bulging high, blowing cowhide horns.

Soldiers are ready, bows and crossbows are ready, and a famous soldier stands on both sides of the city gate. The city wall is dozens of feet high, like a ferocious beast, lying on the land of Nancai.

Green willows are planted in front of Tangyi City Gate. The swaying green buds bring a strong spring color.

Today's Tangyi is no longer in the same state of decline that Xun Shaoyu saw a few years ago. After Xun Shaoyu's governance over the past few years, Tangyi has taken on a completely new look.

Diamonds were kneaded into rice slurry, and the walls of the city were built up. Traces of dark black gold could not help but flow from the surface of the wall.

The neatly built city walls were polished and polished all around, just like a bright mirror.

The polished and smoothed wall is like a bird that never falls. Even if it’s not just the top experts who are climbing, ordinary monks will look at the wall and sigh in vain.

Xun Shaoyu clutched his riding whip, rode a black dragon colt, and one thousand two hundred [Black Wing] cavalry, with their flags spread out one by one. They were all silent and followed him silently.

In front of the city gate, Yang Chao looked grim, surrounded by a group of warriors, all of whom were the pillars and cornerstones of Tangyi, waiting for their lord's triumphant return.

tread--

tread--

The sound of the black dragon colt's hoofbeats, looking from far to near, there is only the sound of heavy horse hoofbeats.

Moreover, looking at the entire [Black Wings] army, the sound of the horse's hooves sounds like a single sound, like thunder.

This is the powerful army that Xun Shaoyu built with three years of hard work.

He is deeply familiar with the three tastes of military strategists: it is as fast as the wind, as slow as a forest, as aggressive as fire, as motionless as a mountain, as unpredictable as the clouds, and as moving as thunder.

Just look at its military appearance and know its peak power!

Yang Chao came forward, saluted, and said: "Yang Chao, a mountain man, respectfully welcomes the Lord... Wansheng Jin'an!"

"...Congratulations to your lord, Wan Sheng Jin'an!!"

All the staff knelt on the ground, their foreheads touching the ground.

"...Congratulations to your lord, Wan Sheng Jin'an!"

Thousands of troops suddenly made a noise and cheered loudly.

Xun Shaoyu tightened the reins, stroked the sword on his waist with one hand, and said, "Gentlemen, there is no need to be more polite."

His words were filled with extremely long energy, which sounded to everyone's ears like a strong wind and rain, with the feeling of raindrops on a rock.

Yang Chao bowed and said: "I am so humble, but I am controlled by etiquette and music, so no one in the mountain dares to look at me?"

Hearing this, Xun Shaoyu nodded slightly. This Yang Chao had completely devoted himself to Nancai after the setback of Dan Shui. He was no longer an idle person.

With years of prestige and the tyrannical strength of Zheng Yuan Shen, Yang Chao was like a fish in water under the command of Xun Shaoyu and others.

Nowadays, it is located on the left side of the mansion and is one of the three indispensable carriages in the Nancai doctor's mansion.

"The most important thing is that this guy understands current affairs, knows how to advance and retreat, doesn't hold on to power, and knows how to lose."

Xun Shaoyu's mind turned around, and he became more and more satisfied with Yang Chao as his home.

Three Hundred Miles of Nancai seems like a small projectile. But it also has inferiority and inferiority, and the difference between master and subordinate.

Just like a small prince, in addition to being bound by the jurisdiction of Lu State, the feudal officials were responsible for military service, taxes, attacks, and conquests.

Since ancient times, the way of rulers and ministers has always been to be in harmony with each other, and to be in harmony with their subordinates.

And those ministers who do not know how to advance or retreat, and who do not know the gains and losses, will inevitably be eliminated one by one. This is also the reason why ordinary loyal ministers may not be able to obtain good loyalty; but most of the country's sycophant ministers die at the end of their lives.

After all, there are far too few subordinates who both know how to understand the king's thoughts and are capable of practical work.

"Where is Fuyouche?"

Xun Shaoyu looked around at the officials and asked.

The chariot on the right side of the mansion is one of the three chariots in Tangyi and is in charge of the three thousand soldiers in Tangyi.

A young staff member stepped forward and said sternly: "My lord... Chang Yunguang, when he heard that your lord returned to the city, he avoided seeing him and regarded his authority as if it were nothing..."

Xun Shaoyu said gently: "Okay..."

"A person with constant cloud light has the talent of a general, and is an extraordinary talent! It is my great fortune to have the effect of cloud light, and I should take it seriously. It is just a minor matter, so there is no need to dwell on it."

Xun Shaoyu scolded him unhappily, which made many of Zhou Za's subordinates tremble and feel uneasy.

There are three carriages in Tangyi. In terms of their positions, one is on the left, facing the sun, the other on the right, and the one on the right.

These three carriages can be said to hold the power of Tangyi's military, political, internal affairs, and three divisions, involving countless people.

"Here!"

The young man felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly kept silent.

Yang Chao said: "Chang Yun has been inspecting the border troops recently. I think there must have been some changes among several other officials."

Xun Shaoyu's behavior was calm and intimidating. Although he meant little to reprimand, many people were frightened and could not help themselves.

At this time, only this one Fu Zuoche can appease the hearts of many officials.

Xun Shaoyu naturally understood clearly what Yang Chao was thinking, so he didn't say much. Followed by a group of military officials, he crossed into the city.

At this time, Tangyi was managed with Xun Shaoyu's painstaking efforts for three years.

Residential houses were built impressively in a four-dimensional pattern of east, west, south, and north, with the official residence in the center.

The houses with blue bricks and black tiles are like soldiers waiting in formation, arranged neatly horizontally and vertically, like square tofu blocks.

Looking at the common people on both sides of the street, Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed.

"Today, Tang County has 12,300 households and an estimated population of about 40,000."

"Unfortunately, Wunan Cai is located in a remote area, with three roads crisscrossing it: east, west, and north. It is not easy to attract people and expand."

Xun Shaoyu has great ambitions, but the prerequisite for all this is to have a basis that can realize his ambitions.

And this land of Fang Nancai was the beginning of realizing his ambition.

"If you really want to include refugees and open up land for naturalization, those three people are an absolute obstacle. They will not watch me, cannibalize the surrounding areas so smoothly, and then grow stronger."

"Perhaps, they can no longer hold it any longer!"

Xun Shaoyu looked to the north in the distance, and there seemed to be wolf smoke rising.

…………

Beicai,

Handi!

The gorgeous official residence, all the graceful girls, Pingting's beautiful figure, soft waist, straight and round.

Xun Shaohe had a drunken look on his face, shaking his head as he looked at the hall, where the singing and dancing exuded a rotten atmosphere.

He wore a golden crown on his head, a black patterned robe, and a gold button and jade belt around his waist. His handsome face seemed to have a hint of sinisterness.

Xun Shaohe raised his head and raised his glass, and the wine in the cups spilled out one after another.

A jar of old wine was spilled on the ground without hesitation. From time to time, the aroma of wine rose and filled the lobby.

"Good wine...good wine..."

Xun Shaohe clapped his hands, with a hazy drunken look on his face, and even his steps were staggering.

"Gulu...Gulu..."

He drank heavily, and the wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth and remained down the corner of his mouth.

A large amount of wine aroma, as if it were real, makes people forget to leave.

Xun Shaohe looked at the newly composed music and tasted it in small sips.

bump--

A delicate and beautiful maid was swinging her dress. Her feet were unsteady and she fell to the ground.

By an extremely coincidental coincidence, he kicked over a jar of fine wine placed next to Xun Shaohe.

The mud-sealed mouth of the jar immediately shattered, with several cracks of varying depths, and small streams of wine quickly overflowed all over the floor.

Looking at the clay altar where wine was still flowing, all the beautiful maids in the lobby opened their beautiful eyes wide, opened their mouths slightly, and their jade legs could not help but tremble.

Xun Shaohe had a arrogant and violent temperament, and he often hurt people's lives. When he was in Nanyang Yeting, his reputation was very bad.

Now he is in charge of a city, and he can live and kill as he pleases. He has tens of thousands of people in his hands, and he can do whatever he wants without any scruples.

When you are happy, you kill to celebrate; when you are in a bad mood, you kill to vent your anger.

It can be described as a complete tyrant's attitude, which makes people have no second thoughts except fear.

puff--
To be continued...