But seeing dozens of fast horses coming quickly, one of them shouted loudly: "Han Yue Xiaowa, Your Majesty set off ten days ago, leading all civil and military officials, concubines and princes, and the first batch of 50,000 people from Hebei and Shandong to travel directly from Yanmen to this place. Now youzhou is over, and you will arrive in a few days..."

Han Yue was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help looking at the rushing person. He suddenly realized that it was Changsun Wuji who was shouting loudly.

The Minister of Revenue and the current dynasty, he would actually come by with a fast horse. Han Yue looked at everyone around him and felt a little surprised.

The dozens of fast horses arrived in the blink of an eye. Changsun Wuji turned over and stroked his beard and smiled: "Did the Marquis of Jingyang be shocked and thought I was a civil servant, so I couldn't bear the hardship?"

Han Yue shook his head quickly and said solemnly: "Duke Zhao was in full swing in the spring and autumn. Although he was a civil servant, he had martial arts honors. He never underestimated you. The old man, he was a child because of his age, or because of his descendants. You didn't call yourself an old man because of your age. You are in your prime now..."

He said this at all. In fact, Changsun Wuji was not old. There were two reasons why the ancients claimed to be my husband, either over 70 years old or had grandchildren at home. Changsun Wuji was only 35 years old this year, but he already had two grandchildren, so he often called himself my husband, but in fact he was just a middle-aged man.

At the age of thirty-five, there were even nights of bars in later generations. However, at this time in the Tang Dynasty, many people had a lot of children and grandchildren.

Changsun Wuji laughed loudly. He glanced at him with a deep sense and said with a smile: "No wonder the queen praised you for growing up. Time flies. That stupid little guy back then will never see you again. Very good, very good, polite, this is the demeanor that the marquis should have..."

Han Yue blushed and coughed dryly, "I am still impulsive. I just killed the King of Han not long ago!"

Changsun Wuji smiled and said, "I have been a young man and have done many jealous things. The King of Han was born in the royal family and dared to use his power to force you. If you beat and kill him, it would be a good idea to eliminate harm to the people."

This was simply the opposite, and Han Yue couldn't help but be stunned!

When he killed the King of Han, Li Yuanchang did not force too much. If strictly counted, he really belonged to the following crimes and killed the royal family.

Hearing Changsun Wuji's voice suddenly lowered his voice and taught him earnestly: "Remember, the King of Han oppressed you, and you forced to fight back because of helplessness. Killing him was a man-killing, not your original intention. Your Majesty has made a conclusion about this matter, and everyone in the world thinks so, don't talk nonsense."

This sentence has some clues, and Han Yue is not a fool. He understood with a little tip and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Duke Zhao, I'll save you."

He looked to the south with a bright look and murmured, "I heard from Your Majesty that the demons in Chang'an are dancing now, and all kinds of monsters and monsters jump out one after another. Your Majesty has been out of the pass for a year, so why haven't you gotten back yet? Instead, you come to this desolate place in western Liaoning."

Changsun Wuji asked with a smile: "You have always been smart, can't you guess the reason?"

Han Yue yelled, pondered for a while, and tentatively said: "Is it because what I said worked?"

"Then you want to tell me what you said at the beginning?" Changsun Wuji still smiled and pointed to the ground casually, signaling Han Yue to sit down with him and say.

Han Yue was not humble, and sat on the ground, then said, "I once said something, the countryside surrounds the city, and the soldiers are in hand to come out of power..."

"Hahaha!" Changsun Wuji laughed at the sky and said, "What a countryside surrounds the city, what a sword and a soldier comes out of power. This statement is in line with the king's way and coincides with what I have made in the first place..."

He glanced at Han Yue and said with a smile: "Your Majesty deliberately did not return to the imperial capital. He wanted to let those people do whatever they wanted. When all the fools hiding in the dark jumped out, then the thunder attack would sweep away, and the world would be peaceful from now on."

"It turns out that we have to do our best!" Han Yue nodded slowly, suddenly smiled faintly, and said, "When your Majesty returns to Chang'an, I will send a few people to help."

"How many people are enough?" Changsun Wuji frowned and lowered his voice: "Now that man has connected many aristocratic families, and his hands are very sufficient. Your Majesty agrees that you will collect the Marines just to have an additional elite soldier in the future. What's the matter if you send a few people to help?"

"What if these people have a rocket launcher?"

Han Yue smiled slowly, and his smile was meaningful.

As for the Sumo tribe of the Marine Su, there is not a single eight character yet. It is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two.

That is a hundred thousand tribes, and everyone is a good hunter who travels through mountains and rivers. With a little training, he will be an elite soldier.

Changsun Wuji sat cross-legged on the ground. He looked at the burning fields in the distance and suddenly asked, "Boy, I have always been unable to understand what you think. Since ancient times, western Liaoning has been barren land, not only with many mountains and forests, but also with a cold climate. If you want to farm, the Tang Dynasty is full of fields that can be cultivated, why do you have to come here?"

Without waiting for Han Yue to speak, he said, "Even if you are trying to attack Liaodong, there is no need to develop your strength here specifically. Can't you go to Shandong and Henan? It's all plains, and it has the benefits of irrigation from the Yellow River. You can achieve results in just one year."

Changsun Wuji's words were actually heart-wrenching. The ancient Northeast was indeed a barren land in the eyes of the world. In the eyes of these tycoons, there was nothing worth investing in except for the barren mountains and forests.

Han Yue shook his head slowly and smiled and said, "Duke Zhao is such a bad word. The white mountains, black waters and land are vast and abundant. Is it not barren at all?"

"Not poor? Is it very rich?" Changsun Wuji was a little displeased and taught him earnestly: "Brother, I know that you have the common people, but life is short, why waste your good time in this cold place? Go to Shandong to develop, and you can also go to Hebei. There has been wars there for a long time and the people are not full. As long as you develop for a few years, you can gain the reputation of thousands of families living in Buddhas. At that time, you can still attack Liaodong."

He looked at Han Yue at this point and said with a deep meaning: "Not only attacking Liaodong, you can do whatever you want. My child, I advise you again. This place is poor, and even if it can develop, it will take you countless efforts! It is not something that smart people do. After all, you start from scratch, but some people have everything. They start with countless points higher than you. How can you compete with them in the future?"

Changsun Wuji's words were a bit exaggerated, but unfortunately Han Yue didn't hear the implication. He reached out and pulled a green grass, put it in his mouth and chewed it. Suddenly, he stood up and pointed to the distance and said, "Duke Zhao, please advise me again, and I will answer again, this place is not barren, very rich!"
Chapter completed!