Three days later, they set off.

Zhu Feng sat alone in the golden carriage, with no one accompanying him, while Nanyan sat alone in the carriage behind him, and the two of them were speechless. Along the way, he was walking forward with the monotonous sound of the road bumping against the wheels.

The journey from Jinling to Yongzhou is not short, and the more mountains you go south, the more you walk, Nanyan was already ready and was covered in bones.

But as I walked, I found that the situation was a little different.

The court actually built a straight road on the road leading to Yongzhou. The road surface was flat and wide, more than one meter wide, enough for two carriages to move forward in parallel. Their convoy was completely unhindered when walking on it, and even could see the business trips that were traveling from south to north and were rushing.

Nan Yan couldn't help but feel a little surprised, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside, and said, "When did the imperial court build this straight road?"

Fang Buyuan rode his horse next to the carriage. When he heard her ask, he smiled and said, "It's been many years."

Nanyandao: "I don't know at all."

Fang Buyuan smiled and said, "Empress, the imperial court has done too many major things over the years. Empress lives in the harem, and can see the roads leading to the Western Regions, diplomatic relations with Japan, and also see the coming of court in the South and Western countries. These small things will not be placed in front of the Empress."

Nan Yan smiled.

She suddenly thought of something, looked forward and back, and said, "This time, you are the only one who is accompanying the Jinyiwei? Where is Fan Yingyi?"

Fang Buyuan said: "He stayed in Jinling."

Nan Yan raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and sat back.

As soon as I sat back, I saw Xinping, who was sitting opposite, lifting up the curtain and looking outside. The little face still had a dull look, but there was a light that was different from when I was in the palace.

Compared to Nanyan, she knew the road to the Western Regions, knew diplomatic relations with Japan, and knew that the South and Western countries came to pay tribute, she might not even know these things clearly. She even talked about the wide and straight road in front of her that could almost lead to the sky. These things were also quite shocking in her eyes.

Nan Yan thought for a while and said softly: "There are too many things happening every day in this world."

I calmed down and didn't say anything.

Seeing her like this, Nan Yan shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

In the setting sun, their carriages slowly moved forward on the straight road, dragging a long shadow.

Thousands of miles away, on the border of Vietnam, there is also an ornate carriage walking on the main road. This road has just been repaired in recent years, but due to frequent use, the road has been deeply sunken. Fortunately, people come and go and step on it repeatedly, and the road is still flat, so the carriage will not be too bumpy when walking on it.

If the road surface can be pressed down like this, ordinary pedestrians and even carriages will not sit at this point.

Only long-term travel of carriages with loads will result in such a result.

This road, like the straight road in Yan Kingdom, is specially built to transport grain. Every spring and autumn, the grain they exchanged for raw silk will be carried out in groups along this road to Daluo City, the capital of Yue Kingdom.

Because there are so many vehicles transporting food, there are also a lot of food spilling on the roadside, which attracts a lot of birds, sometimes almost covering the sky and the sun.

As soon as the carriage passed by, it startled a cluster of birds on the side of the road. They screamed and rushed straight into the sky. From a distance, it looked like someone sprinkled a net into the sky.

When I lifted up the curtain on the car window with one hand, I couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

At this time, a strong young man riding a horse by the carriage bent down and said to the person in the carriage: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

The person in the carriage is nothing else, but the prime minister Chen Biri, who is now in the country of Yue.

He was over 50 years old and was no longer the old age when he was young and strong. His face was wrinkled, his eyes were dull and turbid, and he was as thin as a monkey. He was wearing a brocade robe covered with gold and silver. He wrapped himself in that robe, which gave people a ridiculous feeling of being soaked in a monkey.

But this person's face was full of serious and worried expressions.

The person who spoke to him was not someone else, but one of his two capable nephews, named Chen Wenxiong. This man is familiar with military tactics and well-versed in the art of military formations. He also has some reputation in the army. Because his parents died since childhood, he was raised by his uncle by his uncle. He is Chen Biri's most capable confidant, and he is now looking at his uncle carefully.

Chen Biri sighed again before saying, "Now the food transported from Yan Country to us has accounted for more than 70%?"

Chen Wenxiong said: "It should not be stopped."

"oh?"

"I heard that in recent years, Yan State has started business with the Western Regions countries. Their silk can increase the price by dozens or even hundreds of times in a distance. Therefore, their demand for raw silk in China has also increased a lot. We have doubled the price of raw silk, and the supply is still in short supply. After the spring of this year, Yan State has also sent a large amount of grain to exchange for more raw silk here."

"Why……"

Chen Biri sighed long: "Now these farmers are unwilling to grow grain and are only concerned about planting mulberry trees every day. When I left Daluo City for inspection, I heard that there were another hundreds of acres of land owners asking the monarch to allow them to return farmland to mulberry trees. If this continues, sooner or later, one day, our country of Yue will not plant any grain again."

Chen Wenxiong smiled and said, "Food is not valuable now, but raw silk is valuable."

Chen Biri said: "What do you know."

Chen Wenxiong glanced at him and did not dare to speak. At this time, the carriage had already reached the end of the avenue, and further forward was the field path. The carriage could not pass, so Chen Wenxiong immediately turned over and dismounted and took a few guards to pick Chen Biri up from the carriage.

He was wearing a bead-ring jade pendant, which looked particularly abrupt in such a remote field.

Therefore, as soon as he appeared, the farmers who originally farmed in the fields immediately gathered over. This area was an ordinary farmland. It was because he wrote several times that the king of Yue State had barely drawn a few pieces of land on the border, so that some farmers would still plant ordinary rice. He would come to inspect every year. Nowadays, land like Yue State is still decreasing sharply.

The farmers knelt at his feet and said, "Sir, you must save us."

"Yes, sir, we are almost unable to survive."

"Please save us!"

Chen Biri said, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!