"This process will be very long, it may take several generations, and it cannot be interrupted in the middle. Hong Qiao, do you know now that I have worked so hard? Do you really think I am going militarily? If I don't push the front line outward, places like Xihe, Kelan, and Taiyuan

How can we stabilize it? Even Pingyang, Hedong, Shangdang, and Leping cannot be stabilized. If Bingzhou is not stable, Luoyang is in danger."

Shao Xun's words touched Yin Xian slightly.

The place that had been given up step by step and transformed step by step since the Later Han Dynasty, the King of Liang tried to regain step by step and convert it into Sinicization step by step.

This kind of ambition did make him a little impressed - well, a little moved, but not much.

"Not many people understand me." Shao Xun shook his head and sighed.

Yin Xian felt a little ashamed subconsciously. Just when he was about to say something, he saw the postman galloping towards him and reported: "There is a message from Daijun."

Huang Zheng, the pro-military governor, reached out to take it, carefully inspected the seal, and handed it to Shao Xun.

Shao Xun took it casually and still said to Yin Xian: "Tuoba Yulu's wife is from the Wang family in Guangning. This surname is already a local tycoon, not even a tribal leader. They are different from Suotou."

"That's it." Yin Xian joked.

Of course, he really didn't understand. It wasn't that he had poor learning ability, but that he was too lazy to understand and didn't bother to understand.

The barbarians come and go as soon as they are called. Since ancient times, no barbarians have been emperors. How strong can they be? Is it worth my effort to understand?

After Shao Xun read the letter carefully, he closed his eyes and thought, and remained silent for a long time.
Chapter completed!