My legs were sore and weak, and the spinal cord seemed to have been drained."

Ahhh.”

Yang Xun, who was riding on the horse, couldn't help but beat Hache, and he looked a little listless.

But Fu Zijie and Fan Xiyao were completely romantic, and they were still energetic on the second day, riding on a horse. From a distance, they looked two beautiful boys.

Although Fu Zijie did not wear armor, the momentum that faintly exuded on his body was a spirit of a general in the army.

Yang Xun couldn't help but think of the words "I'm so angry that I'm as if I'm going to be like a tiger"

I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Seeing Yang Xun's listless appearance, Mr. Zhang, who was leading the way by the side, smiled in his handsome face, with a bit of mocking, "Young people naturally want to be a good person to ride on their horses. Although women are good, they should also cherish their bodies."

Yang Xun controlled the reins with both hands, with a little shy expression, and said, "Young Master Zhang enjoys endless wealth in most of the people. To you, you are a woman on the roadside, and I am afraid it will be a beautiful country."

"hehe……"

Mr. Zhang's expression was arrogant. Although he was respectful to the wise and honest, he attached enough importance to Yang Xun, but he looked down on people who could not control him from the bottom of his heart.

With a cry, a team of cavalry led by Yang Xun and Zhang Gongzi came out of the camp.

The clothes are very thick, and winter is approaching, and no crops are seen in the fields. However, from the abandoned fields, even if there is autumn harvest, there are not many crops in the farmland.

There was no village under the Junshan Mountain, which resulted in weeds.

The corpses on the roadside were not collected, and the smell of corpse was emitting a stinking smell.

Mr. Zhang's eyes wandered around here, and he sighed in his heart.

People are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs.

These people are so sad. I think of the Han people, born in China, working diligently, but I find it difficult to have a happy and stable life. Since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, every few hundred years, I have been trapped in endless wars.

If the people can eat their stomachs, they will never starve to death.

In the last years of the dynasty, there would be no one in the thousands of miles of people, and the bones were scattered in the wilderness.

However, those greedy and selfish Mongolian nobles were idle and indulged in enjoyment, but they were able to live a life that was superior.

This is really too unfair.

But is there absolutely sadness in this world?

Since he was born, he was born into a wealthy family. After all, he was also the vested interest among them.

If he had spoken a little bit of opposing the nobles of the Dayuan, he would probably have driven himself out of the house without hesitation.

He took a deep breath. Since he had no ability to change all this, let him go with the flow.

Taking a deep breath, he said to Yang Xun: "It's really a bit rude to call you out early in the morning. However, you have been to Junshan and have a good understanding of the terrain of Junshan. I want to know about the situation of going down Junshan with you."

The next army surrounded Junshan, and Mr. Zhang had the intention of taking away the benefits from Junshan.

People can't see that whether it is the emerging cigarette business in Junshan or the weaving business, it is an epoch-making thing. As long as you master all this, you can build a huge trading empire, and your family can definitely go to a higher level by relying on most of the capitals.

Mr. Zhang even had a plan in his mind, if he could really do his business big enough.

Then you can hire more people to work for yourself. Although it cannot save everyone, enough people will have money to buy food and eat it, and they will not starve to death.

The young master still remembers the gains he got from talking to Zhu Zhen that day.

That day I felt a bit indescribable, and this might be called the prosperity of the country by industry.

I look down on those rebels who only know how to do destruction and make the country chaotic.

When Zhu Zhen talked, he felt a little sympathetic, but Zhu Zhen was from Zhu Yuanzhang's Yingtian camp. Because Zhu Zhen served Zhu Yuanzhang, even if he was sympathetic, he could not tolerate his existence.

Thinking that Zhu Zhen would bring Ying Tian a steady stream of wealth and would eventually become a giant, Mr. Zhang thought that he needed to destroy him.

Yang Xun shook his head and said in shame: "I'm not a soldier. Although the terrain can be explained, I think there is no difference between what those businessmen who have gone up to the military mountain. However, we have some understanding of Zhu Zhen's character and work style. There are also many records of his actions in Yingtian and Gusu. It is not difficult to infer who Zhu Zhen was."

The young master was not discouraged and said curiously: "You are investigating your own people, and you are still investigating so clearly?" Yang

Xun knew that he had the heart to obtain the information of the procuratorate, and did not hide it. He said, "That's natural. The reason why Yingtian developed so quickly is that Duke Wu has produced many talented people. Another important part is that the procuratorate can know the detailed information of his subordinates and minimize the rebellion."

Mr. Zhang told the truth, very sincerely, "We are mostly not as good as you in this."

Haha, you are so noble, aren’t you standing with me yet?

Teams of troops were moving backwards. Yang Xun naturally didn't know that it was Yao Guangxiao's plan that had worked, forcing Mr. Zhang to mobilize some of his troops to stop him, which was a disguised relief from the pressure on Junshan.

People found a high ground and couldn't help but look at the military mountain.

Although Junshan is surrounded, his construction has not stopped.

Every time Zhang Xiulin observed, he felt quite shocked, which was also the reason why he was impatient to destroy Junshan.

Several civilian craftsmen shuttled back and forth, and all kinds of unprecedented new tools were taken in the battle. Houses rose from the ground, and many places were still half built, with towering walls and sturdy streets, and even the drainage ditches on the side of the road were paved with bluestone slabs.

This is like a huge sky city.

Only such nouveau riche who has turned into gold can create such a grand project. I heard that Zhu Zhen has plans to cut down some of the hills and build more places for people to live in.

A minister under Yuanzhang tried his best to accommodate more refugees and strengthen his strength, but his monarch always thought about doing craftsmanship in the palace, or talking about life and ideals with high monks, and living a life of extravagance and lewdness.

What a gap? He

I looked at Yang Xun with such a good place in Junshan, and he was also from Yingtian's camp, and he was really willing to destroy such a good thing.

After thinking about the scene of playing with women from Western Regions all night yesterday, my suspicion in my heart was shaken a little again.

The young master shook his head slightly.

I think I understand the ideas of this kind of lower-class people. I have always used any means to achieve my goals and have no ethics.

In this regard, even Zhang Xiulin, whom he values, is the same.

The greater the change of the mountain and the richer it is, the more it will arouse their jealousy. They don’t think about why you do so well, but just think that you perform so well, which affects my interests, so you shouldn’t exist, you should be destroyed.

However, this is exactly what Mr. Zhang wants. No matter who Yang Xun is, a good person or a bad person, it is good enough as long as he can achieve his goals.

Mountains are really not suitable for existence.

When Fu Zijie left, Mr. Zhang did not stop him. Anyway, without his own orders in his camp, he could not fly out even if he had wings.

A soldier followed him from afar, and as long as there was no trouble, he would go there.

Although the young officer looked good, his performance last night made Mr. Zhang look down on him from the bottom of his heart.

In his heart, a young man with ideals as Zhu Zhen, is considered a real hero in terms of his knowledge and behavior.

"boom!--"

The muffled sound of the earth shook the mountain, and Mr. Zhang was shocked and said in a daze: "What happened?"

In an instant, the camp became extremely chaotic. The soldiers hurriedly gathered with weapons, looking around blankly, but didn't know what was going on.

Yang Xun's lips slightly raised: "It's as fresh as a gift for Da Xiang!"

First ride a horse and gallop towards a continuous house by the lake.

The muffled sound like a mountain collapsed and cracked sound was as if even the earth was shaking. The war horse under his crotch was even more neighing, and he stepped on his hooves uneasyly and turned around in circles. His nose kept sneezing, making him look very anxious and scared.

Mr. Zhang was also frightened and was confused when he heard Yang Xun say that he was showing him something fresh.

When Yang Xun rode his horse towards the row of houses by the lake, Mr. Zhang saw a stream of black smoke rising from the heavy houses, gradually spreading, covering the sky and the sun.

What's the sound?

Why is it so huge? Zhang

The young master couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and quickly rode his horse to follow Yang Xun's figure.
Chapter completed!