Author: Gongsun Wujiu

"Young Yang, take care of yourself!"

"Your Majesty, please come back. My friend will live up to your trust!"

Outside the old city of Luntai, Zhang Yue led people to bid farewell to Yang You.

This time Yang You will go to Jinshan to build an iron ore mine that belongs entirely to Luntai.

Jinshan Iron Mine is one of Zhang Yue’s most important projects today.

In order to ensure the safety of the iron mine, Zhang Yue not only equipped Yang You with a group of cavalry and two groups of infantry, but also specially equipped him with three crossbows.

Not only that, Zhang Yue also specifically gave Yang You the power to recruit two groups of followers.

The human and material resources have also been allocated to the highest level.

After drinking the farewell wine, Yang You got on his horse and headed east in high spirits.

In addition to the three Han troops, he was accompanied by a thousand strong young men, 800 transport horses and mules, and 100 carriages.

"Come back, gentlemen!"

It wasn't until Yang You left that Zhang Yue took people back to the mansion.

…

At the same time, Zhang Yue's petition to establish a county in the Western Regions and King Qie Mo's party also entered Chang'an.

"What, what does Marquis Yunyang want to do?"

"Does the Han really want to wipe out all the countries?"

As King Qiemo entered the barbarian mansion, the whole barbarian slander exploded.

Especially the small countries in the southern and western regions were terrified, fearing that the emperor would agree to Zhang Yue's petition and destroy their country.

The envoys from various small countries are all frightened and uncertain. Envoys from Shache, Jingjue, Khotan and other countries have begun to contact each other in order to report to the emperor...

The envoys from Yuezhi, Dayuan, Anxi, and Kangju looked at each other in confusion, wondering what kind of medicine the captain of the camp in the Western Regions was selling in his gourd.

The most calm among the countries are Qiuci and Gumo.

The envoys of the two countries were not worried, but were secretly happy in their hearts.

The news of the barbarian slander quickly reached the ears of the subject country.

What is strange is that the Dian Kingdom did not send anyone to comfort him.

This made some people smell something unusual.

…

Prince Zheng Hui, the prince's family minister, Li Yuan, Zhan Shi of the East Palace, Dr. Xu Yan and others were gathered together in Bowang Garden.

"What do you think this Yue child wants?" Zheng Hui, as the prince's family commander, asked everyone with a serious face.

Everyone did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought one by one.

After about a cup of tea, Dr. Xu Yan was the first to stand up.

He straightened his clothes, looked around at the crowd and said, "From a certain perspective, Zhang Yue, a brat, may have some ulterior motives!"

Zheng Hui sat up straight unconsciously and said, "Please Mr. Xu, please speak carefully!"

Xu Yan said, "Although I, a big man, are currently farming in Loulan, Shanguo, Yuli, Luntai, Qiuci, and Gumo countries, the only places that have really achieved results are Luntai and Loulan..."

"How can we support the expenditure of a large army with this tiny land..."

"Zhang Yue's soldiers are less than three thousand. The soldiers of the Western Regions are a hundred times as many as Zhang Yue's. How could he be so unwise..."

"From a certain point of view, this child must be willing to retreat and seek the next best thing..."

Zheng Hui stood up slowly, thought for a moment and said, "What does Mr. Xu mean, Zhang Yue wants to return to Chang'an?"

Xu Yan said, "Of course! Don't forget, gentlemen, that this son never said a word after being attacked in Zhangye. Don't think that this son is weak!"

"This son was born in the army and climbed out from the dead. Based on my judgment, I am afraid that this son has already buried the chess pieces..."

Xu Yan stood in the hall and talked eloquently, but he didn't notice that the literary Du Ling had an impatient expression on his face.

After finally waiting for Xu Yan to finish speaking, Du Ling had already stood up before he could sit down.

"My lords, please forgive me, I have other opinions on this..."

Zheng Huidao said, "Duke Du, please speak!"

Du Ling bowed to Xu Yan and said, "Dr. Xu, please forgive me..."

Then he stood up and walked to the middle of the hall and said, "I thought that Yunyang Hou Xing actually had no intention of returning to Chang'an at this time, but was showing his loyalty to His Majesty..."

"hehe!"

Before Du Ling finished speaking, Xu Yan sneered.

Du Ling turned around and said to Xu Yan, "Does Mr. Xu think there is anything wrong with the mausoleum..."

Xu Yan raised his hands and stood up and said, "Master Du thinks that Zhang Yue is unwilling to return to Chang'an. Could it be that he still wants to stay in the Western Regions and eat sand all his life..."

Du Ling didn't care about Xu Yan's sarcasm and straightened his clothes, "Masters, Ling thinks that Zhang Yue may have plans to stay in the Western Regions forever..."

"Why did Zhang Yue report this matter even though he knew His Majesty would not agree to his petition? He was clearly showing his loyalty to His Majesty... to show that he had no second intention... This also showed that this son was clearly plotting in the Western Regions.

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Zheng Hui couldn't help but shake his head as he listened.

No matter what, he couldn't believe that Zhang Yue Ruzi had such heroic ambitions.

"Masters, please investigate this!" Du Ling said and bowed to everyone again.

Zheng Huidao asked, "Is Du Gong being too alarmist? Zhang Yue is just a humble boy. An Neng has such ambitions... So what if he occupies the Western Regions? How can he stop my big man's attack!"

"What Mr. Zheng said is true!" Everyone else agreed with Zheng Hui's words.

In the eyes of everyone, Du Ling was alarmist.

Zhang Yue is now just a captain of the Western Region camp with a weight of more than two thousand shi.

We only have three thousand soldiers and twenty thousand civilians! How dare we turn our backs on the Han and stand on our own feet?

"Du Gong is so majestic and sensational..."

Du Ling didn't get angry or defend himself when people criticized him, he just sat quietly aside.

When everyone was discussing it later, he didn't say a word, as if what happened today had nothing to do with him.

When it was over, he walked out of Bowang Garden alone.

When he was about to step out of the palace gate, he saw someone chasing after him hurriedly.

The visitor was his good friend Fu Jiezi.

"Why is Du Gong leaving in such a hurry? There will be a wine-making meeting among the wise men tonight..."

Du Ling clapped his hands and smiled slightly, "Sages? Haha, there is no way to make a fool of yourself... This generation is all withered bones in the grave, Brother Fu should stay away..."

Then he sighed again, "I'm afraid that His Highness the Prince will be harmed by those people one day..."

Fu Jiezi was stunned when he heard this, and then fell into deep thought.

When he reacted, Du Ling had already left the palace gate and walked away.

Fu Jiezi stayed there for a moment, bowed to Du Ling's retreating figure, stood up, looked in the direction of Bowang Garden, and then left Gongmen's house.

…

In the Xuanshi Hall, the emperor was reviewing the memorial.

Unknowingly, I had reviewed the memorial submitted by Zhang Yue.

"Come here, order Gongsun He to come see me!"

A young Huangmen hurried away, just as Gongsun He received the invitation from the Western Regions countries submitted by the vassal country.

He didn't dare to be good at it, and he happened to be heading to Xuanshi Hall, so he arrived at Xuanshi Hall in just a quarter of an hour.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!" Gongsun He raised his hands and bowed!

The emperor seemed not surprised by Gongsun He's early arrival.

He just raised his head and looked at Gongsun He, "Prime Minister, please sit down!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

There was no expression on the emperor's face, he just asked the waiter beside him to hand Zhang Yue's memorial to Gongsun He, seemingly casually.

"The Prime Minister is here for the purpose of the Western Region..."

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