After Zhao Boyuan talked about the Battle of Xuzhou, it was late at night, and the sound of firecrackers came from outside the county government.

Wan Jun asked, "When is it?"

The attendant said, "The Head of State, just after the first moment of the lunar calendar."

Zhao Boyuan said on the side, "I didn't know it and it was midnight, and the New Year is here."

Everyone left the lobby. The snow in the afternoon became heavier and heavier. Snowflakes as big as peach petals were flying all over the sky, and a thick layer of white accumulated on the ground.

Wan Jun walked into the snow first, and the sound of creaking snow came from his feet. Under the stimulation of the cold air, Wan Jun's mind became clearer and clearer, "What a snow, auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, and next year will be a good year."

Zhao Boyuan said, "It will definitely happen. The Hu people were defeated by Xuzhou and were seriously injured. They could not stay in the pass. Next year, our army went north to expel the Hu people from the pass, and the people could live a peaceful life."

Wan Jun was thinking, "Bo Yuan, what will we do next after you defeated the Hu people?"

Zhao Boyuan said excitedly, "This is a achievement that is comparable to Taizu. In the future, we will build the Great Wall outside to resist the barbarians, and keep the people at peace and recuperate, and recreate a prosperous era in the Han and Tang dynasties. People in the world will tell our stories a thousand years later."

Wan Jun said, "I don't think it's better to build the Great Wall than to build soldiers, armor, guns and cannons. Of course, you have to fight it out, chase the dead and chase the north and go deep into the grassland, and solve all problems once and for all."

Zhao Boyuan said, "From the 46th year of Wanli to the present, the world has been in war for thirty or forty years. The people are conservative of the suffering of war. After expelling the Hu people, if they do not rest and recuperate, the people will be afraid that they will not be able to bear it!"

Wan Jun sighed, and the white smoke that he spit out drifted in the night, like a thought that had just ignited in his heart, he changed his words, "Bo Yuan is a person who loves the people."

Zhao Boyuan said, "One generation does what one generation does, just like the Grand Canal is still in the north and south, but the Sui Dynasty still perishes."

The two stopped talking, stopped with the sound of firecrackers, and walked back to the house in the snow.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Lucheng County Government Office was dispatched to the city early in the morning to post yellow paper and announced the Chinese New Calendar in accordance with Chang'an's instructions.

Wan Jun and Zhao Boyuan made a walk around the city, and the people were all reunited in the house. There were not many pedestrians on the street, so the two simply returned to the back hall of the county government office.

Wan Jun drew an Impressionist map and gave it to Zhao Boyuan to see. Zhao Boyuan looked upside down and then, "What is this?"

Wan Jun said, "Map, the ideal Chinese territory, you are right. Every generation does what each generation does. In the future, the successors of the heads of state will do this goal!"

Zhao Boyuan hurriedly said, "Head of the People's Republic of China, it's enough for ten years to recuperate. In the future, you will lead us."

Wan Jun said, "We don't need to say these scenes. If it weren't for your assistance, it wouldn't be so easy to come out in the Laolong bandits' den."

Zhao Boyuan stopped talking about anything, but instead picked up the map, "Please ask the head of state to tell me what this painting means?"

Wan Jun leaned on the couch and drank a hot tea ceremony. "This is a long story. The land we live in is in the east of a continent. If we only guard the Great Wall, our future strategic space will be very passive."

"The Russians in the north are rising rapidly and have now invaded the Heilongjiang River Basin. In the next few hundred years, they will continue to compress the living space of China from the north and lose the Mongolian Plateau. The entire North China, Shanxi, and Guanzhong will be threatened by the enemy's rapid mobile forces."

Zhao Boyuan said inexplicably, "Where are the Mongols?"

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Military Road, "The Mongols are divided and are no match for Russia at all."

Zhao Boyuan said, "Then what should we do?"

Wan Jun said, "Of course, we will win over the Mongols, control the entire Mongolian Plateau, and send troops to stop the Russians. The geographical boundary must be from the Sayan Mountains to the Yenisei River."

Zhao Boyuan looked at the freehand map and indeed had an ink mark with the words Sayan Mountains and Yenisei Rivers. He couldn't help but say, "This Sayan Mountains is still north of the Mongols. I'm afraid it's thousands of miles away. How can we control it?"

Wan Jun said, "Russians can do it, but Chinese people cannot. Believe me, the world will change drastically in the future, and it may come earlier than the original time."

Zhao Boyuan seemed to understand, and looked at the mark and said, "I know from the west that this Hengluo, the famous Tang general Gao Xianzhi fought a battle here, and 30,000 Tang troops fought against 70,000 Persians."

Wan Jundao, "Yes, the ideal border line to the west is to occupy the entire Ili River Valley, with Lake Balkhash as the national border to the west, and the south along the mountains as the border."

Zhao Boyuan exclaimed, "I didn't expect that the head of state knew so much about the Western Regions. This Balkash Lake should be the legendary Yibohai. It was so majestic when the Tang Dynasty galloped thousands of miles to manage the Western Regions. Unfortunately, the national strength of the Anshi Rebellion declined later. After the Western Regions were isolated from the Central Plains, there was an isolated city of thousands of miles, and the soldiers guarding the city were all white-haired, which was a pity!"

Wan Jun nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity. It's only a thousand years to miss it!"

Zhao Boyuan said, "After so long, can we still get it back?"

Wan Jun said, "As far as I know, the Western Regions are now in power separatist, and the Khsot Khanate in the south and the Yarkand state are fighting endlessly. The Jumbagr Mongols in the north are fighting with the Oirat Mongols. There is no better chance than now."

Zhao Boyuan said incrediblely, "How did the Head of State know this? I heard that the Head of State also knows very clearly about the Western Yi."

Wan Jun smiled and said, "It's all for Zhang Sheng to find out, nothing strange."

After drinking a sip of tea, Wan Jun continued, "In the southwest, along the Rakkai Mountains, control several rivers of Myanmar, and can control the western estuaries, which will be of great benefit to China in the future. In addition, hundreds of miles westwards, there is a north-south island chain called the Andaman Islands, which can be used as a national border in the southwest."

Zhao Boyuan said, "China has a vast land and a wealth of resources. What should we do to fight those wild places?"

Wan Jun sighed, "Now it is a wild land. If you have people in the future, you will not be a wild land. You have a long-term vision. Who knows what will happen hundreds of years later? And if we can control the Andaman Islands, half of the Indian Ocean can be under our control. When conflicts with the Western Barbarians in the future, there will be a large enough strategic depth response."

Zhao Boyuan nodded. Who would say the matter a few hundred years later? But this means to beware of the Western Barbarians. "The Western Barbarians are thousands of miles away. Do the Head of State think we will fight with the Western Barbarians?"

Wan Jun said, "Why not? Westerners are fighting around themselves now. In the future, they will find that the Chinese civilization is too powerful, so they will gather together to fight us. Now they can only occupy Taiwan and Macau. In fifty and one hundred years, when their technology becomes stronger in the future, they may want to fight Chang'an!"

Zhao Boyuan looked disbelief, "Macau's envoy is still in Chang'an. It is said that the Yongli Dynasty wanted to win over the Portuguese, but it was not successful. The Portuguese stood completely on our side."

Wan Jun said, "Bo Yuan, don't think too well about them, Portugal

People do this just because they have the same interests. Today, they are our friends for the sake of interests, and in the future, they will also set up an Eight-Nation Alliance to fight against China for the sake of interests."

Zhao Boyuan said, "Head of the People's Republic of China, you see the future too dark."

Wan Jun said, "This is the case in the world. Without a war or two, two balances between civilizations can reach a balance that no one can eat each other. How can you learn to get along with each other?"

As soon as this was said, Zhao Boyuan fell into deep thought. On such a large land in the East, has only one kind of Chinese civilization been born from ancient times to the present?

Wan Jun said again, "The border line between the east and North Korea must at least advance south to the central part of the peninsula to restore the homeland of the four counties of Lelang in the Han Dynasty, and there is also Japan. This is the real villain. In order to completely curb Japan, the Kyushu Island in the south must become the land of China. Ainu Island south of Sakhalin Island in the north must also be controlled, suppressed in both directions of north and south, and the Japanese will never have a day to turn over."

Wan Jun thought for a while and said, "The Spaniards in Luzon must be solved. By then, the territory of the entire Palembang Xuanwei Department will be Chinese territory."

Speaking of this, Zhao Boyuan finally understood the map drawn by Wanjun. Every ink dot on it is a land that is nearly a thousand miles away. The islands tens of thousands of miles away from the South China Sea are now within a tiny amount of inches under Wanjun's pen. He couldn't help but say, "I admire you. If one day realizes such ambition, the fate of China will be unimaginable."

Wan Jun said, "There will be achieved. There is one thing that Bo Yuan needs to do. It must be taken as soon as possible and it must be kept confidential."

Zhao Boyuan was intrigued when he heard this, "What's the matter?"

Wan Jun said, "Bo Yuanke still remembers that the thing that was brought back to the mountain village five or six years ago in Laolong Mountain?"

Zhao Boyuan said, "Of course I remember that the flying stars fell from the sky in Laolong Mountain. Huang Laicai took people to find the treasure that heaven gave. Finally, people and animals worked together to bring back a large object, which was as dark as half a house."

Wan Jun said, "Yes, that thing is that thing. According to Zhang Sheng's news, after the Hu people found it in Laolong Mountain, they used troops to drag them to Beijing City and built a hall of sacrifice to the sky outside the East City. That thing was in the hall of sacrifice to the sky."

Zhao Boyuan said, "When the Hu people took this thing away, Jiangnan rebelled not long after. I thought it was a destiny of heaven, but later the Hu people worshiped every year, but we were beaten back step by step. Until now, I have become increasingly confused about what the meaning of that thing from heaven has."

Wan Jun laughed and said, "Hahaha, you guys are so superstitious. Something fell from the sky is the will of heaven? Then, so many meteorites are falling from the world every year, isn't this destiny going to be a mess?"

Zhao Boyuan said embarrassedly, "I didn't believe it very much, but later there were more people talking about it, and I was a little bit skeptical. Just now, the head of state suddenly mentioned this matter. How could I not guess?"

Wan Jun said, "Well, Bo Yuan doesn't have to be confused. That thing is of great use to us. Now the main force of the Hu people is in vain in battle. I think when our army is heading to Beijing, the Hu people are likely to withdraw like the Mongols of the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, it is necessary to take back that thing."

Zhao Boyuan said curiously, "The Head of State just said superstition, will he say it is of great use?"

Wan Jun nodded, "It's very useful, very useful. There are many files cached in it, and it is very likely that all our future black technology information will be included."

Zhao Boyuan wondered, "The black technology that cached?"

Wan Jun said, "You won't understand even if you say it. In short, that thing must be taken back and you must not be ruined by the Hu people."
Chapter completed!