In the ninth year of Long'an, Galai Yingmao died, and the prince succeeded to the throne. He officially announced his surrender on behalf of the eighteen tribes. The new wolf king was awarded the title of king, and he knelt three times and kowtowed the order. The entire prairie with a sparsely populated grassland was merged into the northernmost Shuobei Province of Daliang. All surrendered nobles were controlled by Shuobei Governor.

At this point, the eighteen tribes no longer paid annual tribute to the court and were unified into ordinary taxation. The vast purple gold fields of thousands of miles were specially established by the court to be responsible for mining and transportation.

Daliang celebrates the whole country.

Chen Yi temporarily stayed for handover, Gu Yun wanted to return to Beijing to report his life, and Madam Cao was with him, Chen Qingxu had just dug up the entire Goddess secret technique, but he had no time to digest it, so he said goodbye and wanted to go back to the Chen family.

Before leaving, Gu Yun called her aside. At first, he wanted to ask if Urgu was sure of his answer, but later he felt that it was a waste of time to ask. A reliable person like Chen Qingxu would definitely not be able to say all of them. At most, he said "do his best" and there was nothing to say. He thanked Chen Qingxu very seriously and said, "It depends entirely on Miss Chen."

Chen Qingxu turned sideways and dared not accept the rituals. He explained to Gu Yun for the first time: "Xiao Cao has helped me translate a lot in the past two days. The witch and poison are inseparable from the secret art of the goddess. Many incredible practices are ritualistic. Which ones are indeed profound and which are nonsense are difficult for me to explain clearly. The Grand Marshal gives me some time."

Gu Yun hurriedly said it was okay.

Chen Qingxu took out another sealed envelope and reminded him: "These are all prescriptions for recuperation. Taking one or two times is useless. You have to rely on time to recuperate slowly. The general loses too much, and it is better than nothing. You should control the medicine you usually use anyway."

Gu Yun nodded and put away, looking up, he just caught a glimpse of Chen Yi who was eagerly watching him.

Chen Yi glared at him. Gu Yun knew him for so many years and knew that Chen Jiping's eyes were so lively that he could curse people. Anyway, he clearly saw the anger in Chen Yi's eyes, "Where did you two have so much to say?"

Gu Yun gave him a blank look and said to himself: "You are watching by yourself. Can you expect the young girl who is naturally taciturn and talk to you? It's such a waste every year, and this year there are a lot."

The two of them fought with their eyes from the air for a moment. Finally, Chen Yi couldn't help but walk over. He said to Gu Yun angrily: "Master, it's time to leave, don't miss the time."

Then he turned to Chen Qingxu in a hesitant manner.

Gu Yun was too lazy to see his virtue that could not make a single fart with his three-legged kick. He gently knocked Shen Yi on his waist with a horse whip and got on his horse and left.

When Gu Yun returned to Beijing to report his orders, the common people had heard something in advance, and it was passed down by word of mouth. On that day, the streets and alleys were full of people, waiting to see the general style of the Xuantie Camp. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, I didn't see anything. Those who came from the post station and Beidaying were only a few civil servants representing the surrender of the imperial court, led the former Northern Gate, the former Central Plains Gate and a unknown general of the Xuantie Camp. Gu Yun found a small carriage that was not very conspicuous to go home the night before, and went directly to the palace to meet the holy the next day.

He used to love to show off his market, and the tone of throwing fruits and waving the tweaked car. He could blink his eyelids even if he blinked all the way to the neat girl on the roadside. But now he doesn't love it anymore. First, Jiangnan has never recovered and has no face. Second, he gradually began to dislike the glitz and excitement... He couldn't tell why, he might be tired or old.

At this time, Chang Geng, who was on the road north, had not come back yet. Chang Geng was not at home, and Gu Yun had nothing to do in the Hou Mansion except to listen to birds scolding. He did not dare to let go of his heart and slept for three or five days to cultivate his vitality. That was the way of a young man. He no longer had this condition. If he really relaxed his mental string, he might not be able to recover, but to have a serious illness.

Therefore, he hurriedly called Mao in front of Li Feng, and then he had to go to Jiangbei.

Before Gu Yun set off, the Duke of Fenghan came to visit.

Feng Hangong sat down and didn't even have time to drink tea, he hurriedly wanted to pull Gu Yun away: "Master, the Lord Yan King came down and told me to take you to see this before you leave."

Gu Yun smiled and said, "Why, Mr. Feng Han made a sea monster?"

Zhang Fenghan laughed "hehe" and kept silent. He looked old a few years ago, and he looked like no one was sent to death. He seemed to be idle. In recent years, he lived in Lingshu Courtyard all day long, but he was like an old tree blooming, with red faces, as if he had met a beautiful old lady.

Gu Yun had no choice but to get into his old man's car and automatically took on the role of serving tea and pouring water to prevent Zhang Fenghan from spitting everywhere, saying that he was dehydrated: "The old man from Fenghan is getting stronger, which is really enviable."

Zhang Fenghan hurriedly said, "I dare not" to take the teacup, his gray beard was raised and he smiled and said, "The court needs me, an old thing. I live a strong life. Everyone thinks this lighter steel armor is dirty. But I have loved this industry since I was a child. Not only can I love it, but I can also make a name for myself. Isn't that a good thing?"

Gu Yun thought about it and felt that the same was true. It’s a pity that this principle cannot be attached to him. It is normal for others to love lighters and steel armor. It seems like human nature to be a human being, but when it comes to him, he loves war and kills... it really doesn’t look like human words.

But at that time, he chose this path himself.

Why?

Gu Yun couldn't remember it for a moment. Anyway, he remembered that he hated the word "going to the frontier" when he was a child, because it meant having to separate from his playmates. He had to see his terrible father every day, and he couldn't eat well and sleep well. When he was in his teens, he was erected on the battlefield by his father's old subordinates. Before he could get his young passion, a big and small mistake came out in the first battle... Later, he gradually got used to the days of eating sand on the frontier, and was also frivolous for a few years. When he heard Calais point out the truth about the Xuantie Camp Incident that year, his original intention to expand territory was completely extinguished, and every day it seemed that he was just fulfilling his duties.

While the whole country was immersed in the great victory of the northern border and the recovery of Jiangnan, perhaps just around the corner, the coach of the Four Realms and an old man sat in a shaking carriage, asked himself about his choice, and was puzzled. He recalled his lifetime a little, and found that the spring breeze was proud to win over the hearts of the beautiful people, whether he wanted to be full of iron hooves and look down on the world... they were all indifferent.

What I can remember now is basically when he wants to give up.

Just as he was ecstatic, Zhang Fenghan said, "Master, we are here."

After a pause, Gu Yun had already packed up all the old things and pretended to look forward to it in time to make the old man happy: "Don't you tell me what Lingshu Courtyard has done?"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the ground tremble subtly, as if something huge was passing by, and a loud shout came from outside the car.

Gu Yun jumped out of the carriage and was stunned.

I saw a giant figure really standing in front of him, Gu Yun: "...Is this the steam rail car?"

It seemed that the drawings that were flipping through the station in the cold night came alive. The front of the car was vividly carved with reliefs of hundreds of horses. A horse with anger on his hair was at the front, tilting his head as a long nibbled shape. The back was pulled one by one and one by one and it was very easy to hold things. The complex devices on the wheels were exposed outside, which made people dazzled - an outsider like Gu Yun could not tell which ones were useful and which were purely decorative.

"The railway tracks are under construction. This section is just for trial running, not long." Zhang Fenghan was excited and sweating at the tip of his nose, "Ge Chen! Where is Ge Chen?"

A small round face appeared in the window behind the horse's head: "Oh, Master! Master Marquis!"

Zhang Fenghan: "Show our car looks like when we run!"

Ge Chen stretched his neck and howled: "Okay!"

After saying that, he retracted into the front of the car. A young Lingshu, who was like a monkey, gestured in front with two flags. The steam rail car slowly started. A purple gold fragrance that only Gu Yun could smell floated out of the steam on the roof. Then a long sound was heard. A string of tails behind him did not affect the movement of the front of the car at all. He ran steadily and faster, and faster--

Finally disappeared from Gu Yun's sight.

A group of crazy Lingshumen around him started chirping again, and Zhang Fenghan could only maintain order at the top of his voice: "Where is the rules? Where is the rules! Can you give me a little more face in front of Marquis Anding?"

No one listened to him.

Zhang Fenghan had no choice but to turn to Gu Yun awkwardly: "The Grand Marshal laughed. They have been like this these two days. The car ran and called each other once. No one would work. Oh, I'm going to tell you that this thing was originally a drawing bought by Du Gong following his overseas relationships. However, whether the foreigners were involved or not, they were very cunning and hid several hands. From the collection of the land along the canal, until now, countless fine iron and black iron were scrapped. If His Highness Yan Wang hadn't secretly helped him deal with it, this project would have been scrapped by the superiors... It's too difficult for these children, so don't choose their virtues everywhere."

Gu Yun stood there with his hands behind his back, still looking at the direction where the railroad steamer disappeared. He actually wanted to scream with the Lingshu people next to him, for fear of scaring others, so he had to force the board to make a steady shell, but his heart had already run away with the long car driven by Zi Liujin.

An arterial-like steel rail spread down along the canal, and the two rivers are no longer far away from the emperor.

Gu Yun couldn't help but remember the vision Chang Geng once told him, "Let the lighters running on the ground return to the fields, and the long kites flying in the sky are filled with ordinary travelers who take their families back to their hometown to visit relatives..."

Gu Yun turned to Zhang Fenghan and smiled sincerely: "Fortunately, I haven't given up on my shoulders for so many years, otherwise where would I see such a magical object as soon as possible?"

Gong Fenghan was completely unable to understand the spirit: "Hahaha, the handsome man was joking."

Gu Yun didn't know what name would be left for him in history in a hundred years. Anyway, he was there when he suppressed the rebellion twice in the Western Regions, when the capital was about to break the ground, when the northern border surrendered, and when the first steam rail car left in the dust, he was also there - thinking about this, the confusion in his heart on the way was solved, and he found a little interesting thing about "I am everywhere".

In early May, Gu Yun set out south and found out that Yan Wang was on the official road along the route. He simply abandoned the eagles and also took a team of light cavalry to ride along the official road. Sure enough, in Zhili, which was not far from the capital, he had been planning to "meet" Yan Wang's carriage.

Chang Geng did not deliberately delay his trip. He "sharpened his knife and chopped wood." He met all the people he needed to meet along the way, preparing to arrive in Beijing without leaving any room for a storm.

This was a road where all the mechanisms were calculated. He didn't expect to meet Gu Yun, who had gone without a trace. At first, he heard his hands coming down to report and almost popped out of the car.

In front of the people, he pretended to make a comprehensive etiquette. When he arrived at the inn where he was temporarily resting, he closed the door and left the left and right. Chang Geng wanted to stick to Gu Yun and touched it up and down: "Why are you riding a horse on the official road? Don't you feel tired? Have you been injured in the northern border? Give me your wrist... How are you eating and eating like this for a while? Did Chen Qingxu say anything?"

Gu Yun leaned aside and heard him ask verbally again after writing long-winded words. He was not in a hurry and asked with a smile: "Which one is this to let me report to first?"

Chang Geng laughed for a while and found himself overexcited: "Why don't you use an eagle for such a long way?"

Gu Yun: "I will change it in the front garrison station."

Chang Geng was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized what Gu Yun meant, and looked up in shock: "You are for..."

"No? I've been waiting halfway, specifically to rob His Highness Yan King." Gu Yun reached out to support his hand on both sides of his body, his chin was placed on Chang Geng's shoulders, and said lazily, "If you want to fight here, leave to buy Lucai."

Chang Geng moved his throat slightly, and he inexplicably remembered his palm sent by Qianli: "Robbery or robbery/sex? There is a royal palace and a villa, a shop specializing in selling rare objects, and..."

Gu Yun pretended to be surprised and said, "So rich? I encountered such a fat sheep when I robbed the road for the first time. My life is so good... Then I want to rob / lust!"

Chang Geng smiled, and pulled him down unexpectedly, lay down in Gu Yun's ear and said, "Entertainment Father, you must have seen the steam car, what's going on with me?"

Gu Yun made a quick decision to repent: "Look at my mouth, I said it wrong just now, do it again - young man, you'd better pay."

Chang Geng acted coquettishly in his ear and said, "I don't have cash, and my man has used all the money to spend money. Can't I sell myself for it?"

He stayed in Liangjiang Camp for several months, and his accent was almost taken over. Somehow, he brought a soft and verb of water. The three words "My Man" were flipped into Gu Yun's ears, which made his back feel numb. He had no way to deal with this kind of "heart" and had to give whatever he wanted.

Unfortunately, I had to pack my clothes and pass by each other in a hurry, one went north and the other went south, just like changing shifts.

King Yan officially returned to the court and regained the military affairs department.

Fang Qin silently prepared two memorials. If King Yan was not effective in handling the matter of beacon fire, he would participate in the king Yan’s disaster to the country and the people. He was short-sighted in the past, which led to the chaos in the present, and he would take advantage of the issue to make use of it. Perhaps he could abolish the several reforms of the government and restore the chaotic court that everyone had.

If the tycoons who did not buy the Ministry of Revenue account passed away after the Yanwang came forward and successfully exposed the beacon ticket, then there was still a lot of work to do - the Yanwang has always been unparty and upright, and he is not good at proclaiming himself? Fang Qin knew that he had conspired with Du Wanquan and his group, but he had never been able to catch his handle. This time, they all came out and said, "The prince, trying every means to transfer the national financial power to this group of ambitious businessmen... even went out several times to sea and had connections with Westerners. What kind of heart do you want to do?
Chapter completed!