In Henan, which is a land of four wars, the most important task is not fighting, but diplomatic united front.

No matter how powerful the enemy is in any strategic direction, it will not be a problem to contain some of your troops. This kind of thing must be avoided at all costs, otherwise he will be killed sooner or later, especially a person of low origin like him.

There was a stone bench in front of him. Shao Xun held the sheep Xianrong in his arms and sat on it.

"When will you leave for Yanzhou?" Yang Xianrong was very impressed by Shao Xun's affectionate gesture and asked softly in his arms.

"We will leave in the next two days. The Silver Spear Army is already gathering." Shao Xun said: "But we have to detour through Yingchuan and Chenjun first. The nobles need to move around. There is spring plowing in Chenjun and there are a lot of things to do."

"The plan for the second year that I make at the end of every year has never been properly implemented and is always interrupted by various matters."

"Guang Chengze's side..."

"I'll help you." Yang Xianrong said, "Just don't let me down."

"No." Shao Xun replied.

He looked at the houses and fields outside the mountain road that were looming in the heavy fog.

Don't ask for good weather this year, just a normal year is enough. Try to accumulate as much money as possible, and then—fuck you.

(End of this volume)
Chapter completed!