Gu Yun left the first night in the capital and just put the glass mirror frame on the first sleeper, the clip suddenly broke for no reason, rolled down along the bridge of his nose, and just hit the black iron shoulder armor on one side, breaking.

The general was about to go to war, and the damage to his belongings was an ominous sign. The personal soldiers were shocked, fearing that Gu Yun would be taboo.

Gu Yun rubbed his nose: "Tsk, am I helping myself with the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt?"

The personal soldiers shouted cleverly: "This is 'Safe', Grandmaster, I'll get one for you."

The personal soldiers took care of his daily life and knew that there must be a spare glass mirror in his luggage. However, while searching, they accidentally saw Gu Yun pinched a large envelope in a stack of clothes, pinched it into a thick stack, sealed it with fire paint, with the words "Gu Shuai's personal opening" written on it.

Hou Anding has a lot of things to do, so he definitely does not have the hobby of writing letters to himself. This thing mixed in clothes makes it look a bit like a "skin blind date" and naturally brings a sense of ambiguous intimacy.

Who will clean up your clothes for Gu Yun?

Apart from the white-bearded old servant in the Hou Mansion, there are probably only confidantes left.

The envelope was not removed, and Gu Yun probably hadn't noticed it yet. The little soldier shook his cleverness and took the spare mirror and envelope in front of Gu Yun, and said thiefly: "Master, you have an important letter in your clothes. Look, don't forget to delay things."

Gu Yun, wearing glasses, looked subtly at the familiar handwriting on the envelope, raised his eyes and met the little personal soldier's slutty look, and smiled and scolded: "What are you looking at, get out of here."

The personal soldier laughed "hehe" and stopped stumbleing on his head and ran away.

The envelope was quite weighty in his hand, and it was like a thick book. If it were a love letter, it would probably start from the years when His Highness Yan was wearing open-crotch pants. Gu Yun opened it while thinking about it: "House deed? Land deed? Beacon ticket? Silver? Or the secret to immortality?"

However, when he opened the contents, he was almost shocked by the things inside.

It was a thick stack of drawings, all of which were soft and tough sea pattern paper. The sea pattern paper was invincible with water and fire, but some places were still yellowed and rolled up. It can be seen that the drawing was a while ago, and the ink marks on the paper vary in depth. Perhaps the original owner commented many times, not just in one stroke.

Pressing on the top is a huge map of the entire land of the big beam. After it is expanded, it can cover the ground of the entire house, including three rivers, five lakes, and the barbarian and ouyue... Everything is fine, all on paper. There are also layers of dense fly heads on the map as annotation - where you want to open mountains, where you want to build factories, where you want to have a abundant fish and rice in the green mountains and waters, where you can expand and face the world, where you can put down the sea dragon that can truly travel thousands of miles, and where you can open a dedicated channel for purple and gold...

Where to build an official road, where to connect the giant kite and the improved eagle, and where to climb the entire area with tracks painted on paper like arteries - it was the Western steamed car track that Chang Geng told him. It ran like a long dragon and was winding and swift, and could be a thousand miles a day.

The map is attached with another drawing of the rail car design drawing, with professional annotations from Feng Hangong, and the calculation of transportation capacity and money and grain written by Du Caishen.

In addition, this thick stack of sea-patterned paper also has the description of the future official system of Daliang. The "Military Affairs Office" and "Canal Office" have been implemented, but it also includes many positions that Gu Yun had never heard of, with clear hierarchy and extremely efficient.

Such things are different—

If Gu Yun had seen these things five years ago, he might have thought that it was a folk master's whimsical idea. Now, although many things have not been completed, they are about to come out, and success or failure is no longer a myth.

Under these fantasy drawings, there is a painting with not exquisite strokes. It can be seen that the painter is not good at this, but the artistic conception is straightforward. With just a few strokes, a child setting off firecrackers on the roadside was drawn. Behind him was a fruit tree of unknown origin. Large areas of bright colors were on the es, and I don’t know whether it was a flower or a fruit painted - and the mountains and rivers in the distance were layered on the edges, which looked festive and peaceful.

The painting did not contain a signature or a poem was written on it. It only had a title like a mark, "The river is clear and the sea is peaceful."

The infinite country is as bright as a tree, all in the pen and ink.

Gu Yun's heart heated up, and he subconsciously reached out and pressed it. Only then did he realize that he had subconsciously held his breath and couldn't help but hold his forehead and laughed silently. Xiao Changgeng, who could act coquettishly, was pitiful and cute, but the Yan Wang who was holding the country moved him.

In a blink of an eye, Gu Yun and Shen Yi arrived at the front line of the northern border, and secretly selected a part of the Xuantioxin tribes to join the Beicheng Defense Forces. The original commander of the Beicheng Defense Forces was killed in battle when the barbarians invaded. The important areas of the northern border were not without veterans, and General Cai was temporarily replaced.

Cai Yan is really old, getting older every year. The last time Gu Yun and him joined forces to suppress bandits, he felt that his waist was not as bent as he is now, and his hands were not as trembling as he is now.

Actually, I think it is true that how many years can a man have in his life? How many years can he have to throw away at will without getting cold? When he is in his twenties and thirties, he is full of fame and fortune. When he is old and tired, even if his soul is still there, he can only start to work hard. Isn’t it as difficult as a beauty?

The battlefield in the northern border has been stalemate, but unlike the Yangtze River on the Jiangbei front line, although the barbarians dare not make big moves, there are many daily frictions. There will be a medium-sized or small battle between the people of the Central Plains and the barbarians in three or five days. The whole army has to wait for the battle and dare not relax on patrolling day and night. Fortunately, the smallest pair of twins under Cai Yan's knees are almost twenty years old, and most of their children are already adults. The "Cai Family Army" is already very good and can share some of his burdens. At least, it has not exhausted the old general to death.

Now that we have walked along the way, the villages and towns near the northern border have been empty, and they are not a very rich place. They have been in trouble and disasters, and bandits are rampant. If they are reluctant to give up their territory, they can only sacrifice their lives.

"There was only a little calmer after the peace talks of Congman entered Beijing," Cai Yan coughed twice and said, "The scout came to report that the barbarians were raising Ziliujin for the preparation of the annual tribute according to the conditions of the peace talks. It was probably the past two days. If that were true, I am afraid that this peace talks would not be sincere - the Grand Marshal came for their annual tribute to Ziliujin?"

The news of the detained man in the capital was still blocked. Gu Yun and his team went too fast. Even if there was a leak, they would not have been leaked to the front line. Cai Yan didn't know that there was a change in the peace talks.

Gu Yun and Shen Yi looked at each other. He knew the whole area, but to be safe, he still asked about the various situations of the Eighteen Tribes carefully.

"Not bad," said Cai Yan, "The north is in severe storms this year, and many cattle and sheep have died. There is not enough meat. The little things grown in the fields must not be enough to eat, let alone fighting. After the general took over the Western Regions, he basically cut off the supply and transportation line of the barbarians. However, I heard that the foreigners in Jiangnan were not having a good life. Even if they kept going, they might not be able to take care of them."

Chen Yi said: "I learned from another way that the second prince of Tianlang usurped the throne not because of his original intention, but because there was something wrong with their 18 tribe alliance."

Cai Yan thought for a while and nodded, "General Chen's statement makes sense. In fact, at the beginning of winter this year, some barbarians secretly dug purple gold for food. Judging from the work, it may not be done by a single civilian. At that time, I felt that the Eighteen Tribes might be dispersed. As expected, not long after, the second prince imprisoned his father and brother."

Chen Yi glanced at Gu Yun, and Gu Yun nodded slightly to him.

Cai Yi realized something was wrong and asked in confusion: "Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Yi then briefly explained the causes and consequences of the detainment of Man Envoy in Beijing.

Cai Yan was shocked, and after a moment, he shook his head with a serious expression: "Master, General Chen, even if the eighteen tribes are inseparable from the 18 tribes, whether it is a place where the outside world wants to be in a good position, or simply crazy, why bother sending people into the capital so much? Even if you come to our northern border station to set a fire, it will be more direct. Could it be that no one under his command can be arranged except for one guard?"

Chen Yi shook his head: "Although that is convenient, the people who are actually in power in the Sky Wolf tribe are likely to push one or two scapegoats out and leave the matter in vain."

The Eighteen Tribes have been unified under the Wolf King for hundreds of years. The Wolf King family has a high prestige in the hearts of the tribesmen, and it is a bit like the Central Plains royal family. Those with dissolute intentions may not dare to touch Kalai on the surface, so they tried every means to launch the Second Prince to be a puppet. And if they are really like the mantra Chi Ku, who is planning to trigger Urgu in the hall and control Yanwang, even if Daliang is for the people of the world, they have to go straight to the hinterland of the Eighteen Tribes and ask the Wolf King to hand over the antidote - Kalai wants to force the traitor to the point of "either fight against Daliang" or "or tear the face and hand over the Wolf King to bear the infamy."

Cai Yan frowned: "Calai Yinghuo is a mad dog, but he may not be so crazy. He can tolerate it and can tolerate it. Now he is leading the war. What is he relying on? People who starve to death in the Eighteen Tribes?"

Chen Yi asked him to stop asking.

But Gu Yun walked to the edge of the sand table and stood with his hands on his back for a while: "He really relied on - if the Jiangnan Yang people wanted us to shift our strategic focus to the north."

Chen Yi and Cai Yan were surprised together.

Gu Yun reached out to sweep over the sand table: "The material line was blocked, the ammunition and food were exhausted, and if you drag it down, there was only a dead end. You either surrender or fight back. Unless the north and the south fight together, there was no room for Daliang to breathe. When you were caught off guard, you went deep into the hinterland and caught off guard, and forced to connect the connection again. There was a way out for dealing with it. If I were the Calais Yinghuo, I might have taken such a risk...the premise is that the foreigners are willing to cooperate."

Cai Yan: "Master is saying..."

Chen Yi suddenly realized: "Western people occupy half of our fertile land in the south. They have been using war to support the war, plundering people's fat and ointment three feet away, and arrested a large number of laborers to drive them to mine and transport them back to the country in exchange for domestic support. They are also making the idea of ​​"rest and recuperating". Recently, General Zhong has been constantly adjusting the deployment of the navy. Lingshu Court has put a new group of sea dragons to the front line of Jiangbei to disturb the foreigners. Therefore, the Pope tricked Calais into taking action and using the Eighteen Tribes as shields. Once our strategic focus shifts northward, we will have no time to look south. At that time, the Pope sends a signal of peace talks, and the court has to recognize it even if he pinches his nose. Maybe the south of the Yangtze River will fall into their hands just rightfully!"

Cai Yan was stunned: "Master, what should I do?"

Gu Yun smiled: "Wait, not only foreigners will cause trouble to the east."

Three days later, the Xuan Iron Camp, which had secretly gathered, appeared on the front line of the northern Xinjiang. The atmosphere of the front line, which was originally ambiguous in the "peace talks" atmosphere, suddenly became tense.

The Eighteen Tribes had a kind of fear of the Xuantie Camp, and they couldn't sit still that day. They rushed to ask questions. Gu Yun directly ordered people to tie up the envoys in the future and released the news of the rebellion of the Barbarian Envoy Chikuyou with great fanfare. At the same time, the Xuantie Tiger Talisman ordered the Jiangbei garrison to close the waters, stop daily cruises, and withdraw most of the people in the southern part of Lingshuyuan, making the illusion of cross-strait peace talks in the south.

The barbarians had their own spy in the south. Within a few days, news came from the two rivers.

The Eighteen Tribes exploded, and General Cai came to report to the Northern Barbarians, saying that there were internal conflicts in the Eighteen Tribes Alliance twice a day, and the tent of the Calais Yinghuo was surrounded and no one was allowed to get close to him.

The next day, the barbarians sent two heads and hurriedly raised some of the Ziliujin to the front line of the northern border. Gu Yun collected the things and threw them out. At the same time, he asked the Xuantie Camp to advance ten miles forward, obviously unwilling to give up.

The enemy's civil strife was about to emerge.

Chen Yi was anxious and broke into Gu Yun's patron tent: "What should I do with Miss Chen?"

Gu Yun was talking to He Ronghui and Cai Yan, and he looked up leisurely and asked, "Which Miss Chen?"

Of course, General Gu wanted to share this kind of gossip. He Ronghui and Cai Yan were obviously aware of it. He Ronghui smiled dullly, and General Cai shook his head helplessly.

Chen Yi didn't care about so much and said bluntly: "Don't pretend! Miss Chen may have already arrived at the Eighteen Tribes now, and they are so chaotic..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a man with a hat walking into the outside.

Chen Yi: "..."

Chen Qingxu brushed off her veil and asked strangely: "Did General Chen say to me?"

Linyuan Pavilion has its own wooden bird communication. Chen Qingxu received the news on the way and rushed directly to the northern border garrison.

The generals burst into laughter, and He Ronghui's face turned red. He went forward to take Chen Yi's shoulders and prepared to make fun of him.

At this moment, a mysterious eagle suddenly fell outside. When it landed, it fell to the ground for some reason. It fell to the ground with a "thump" and the dust rose high, almost smashing half of the handsome tent. If it weren't for the protective gear in the eagle armor, I'd probably have to fall out.

Xuanying was well-trained and rarely had such accidents. The generals were quiet for a moment, and then burst into laughter. They asked which scout team recruit was this. This time, He Ronghui's face turned purple and let go of Chen Yi awkwardly, and was about to scold him.

Before he could speak, Xuanying who fell to the ground raised his head in a dusty face. He Ronghui was stunned on the spot. He was a veteran of the Scouts Team 3 and had registered with him.

"Master," the scout Xuanying ignored the other people's jokes, took out an expedited document from his arms, and said quickly, "Expedited document from the Military Affairs Office!"

The emergency items reported to the military bureau of various places are generally divided into three types. There is a ribbon at the end of the message tube. Yellow is the king's order, green is the copy when something major happened in the court, black is the military affairs, and red is the emergency military affairs. For example, when foreign enemies attack, Gu Yun issued a beacon order to various places with red marks.

Xuanying held a red marker in his hand, which made people's scalp explode. Gu Yun stood up suddenly, and his heart suddenly became empty - it seemed that his heartbeat, which had been steady, suddenly met a threshold, and then it rose and fell randomly. He was dry for no reason, and He Ronghui did not dare to neglect, so he quickly picked up the red marker and presented it with both hands.

I don’t know how many words were written on the red-labeled letter, which made Gu Yun read for a full stick of incense. Everyone stretched their necks. For a moment, they had the idea of ​​being trapped in the capital again, and then they saw him slowly put down the letter.
Chapter completed!