Eryang was pressing his legs. While doing so, he watched senior sister Liang Huahua rolling on the wooden shelf.

She said with envy: "When will I be like Huahua?"

Qian pressed her shoulder and said, "It's early!"

"How long will it take?" Eryang pouted.

Qian said with a smile: "Don't talk about it for five years."

"Five years! It's been a long time." Eryang sighed, like a young adult, which made Qian feel soft and let go of his hand.

The pressure on his shoulders eased, and Eryang's body bounced.

"Second brother!"

Wang Laoer came out of Zhoushe and came straight here.

"Flower."

Liang Huahua gave him a smile on the wooden stand and then did a backflip, winning a round of applause.

"I still have something to do, I'll come back in a few days." Wang Laoer waved to Liang Huahua on the wooden shelf, turned around and left.

"Second brother!"

Two sheep beckoned.

Wang Laoer turned around and said, "Er Yang! Practice hard!"

He mounted his horse, followed by two elders, and headed towards the city gate.

Yang Xuan ordered him to take the rangers to meet the scouts.

In the lobby of Zhoushe, Yang Xuan was talking.

"The water conservancy has been repaired well this year. I just went to the fields to check it out and asked the old farmers. They all said that this year will be a good harvest. The water conservancy has contributed a lot!"

Han Ji smiled, "This matter is due to Lang Jun's foresight. After wiping out the Jibo tribe last year, Lang Jun moved his tribe to Chenzhou and ordered them to build roads and ditches. This is how today's harvest is expected."

"Three major tribes were destroyed, and the common people dared to open up wasteland. From last year to this year, countless new fields were added. Local officials went out to measure and survey every day, and their tired feet did not touch the ground. However, they were all willing to enjoy it as sweet wine!

Lu Qiang said with a smile.

He looked at Boss Yang in front of him and thought of Yang Jia's words to sow discord.

Liu Qing was promoted and asked a young man about the same age as his son to be his Shangguan. This made Lu Qiang angry and dissatisfied. But when he saw this young man step by step turning Chenzhou into what it is now, he

Ask yourself, is it possible for you to change yourself?

cannot!

Impossible!

The capable ones go up, the mediocre ones go down!

This is the rule of Northern Xinjiang!

Therefore, anger gradually turned into admiration and sincere conviction!

Lao Lu, there’s something wrong with the look in Lang Jun’s eyes... Cao Ying said: “More than that, the prisoners are building roads everywhere. How many people said that Lang Jun wasted money and food and built some useless roads. But now the people travel and the merchants travel.

, including military travel, it has become much more convenient. Everyone praises Mr. Lang for his foresight!"

These three old ghosts have a lot of flattery!

Modesty benefits, full loss!

Calm down!

Yang Xuan secretly warned himself to be calm and not to be carried away.

"How much food do you think we can be self-sufficient with this year?" Han Ji asked.

Cao Ying knew about this and said: "Speak less than 60%."

hiss!

Han Ji couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Remember when I was first escorted to Chenzhou, Chenzhou's food self-sufficiency was less than 40%, right? Now it's 60%?"

Cao Ying smiled and said: "There is no shortage of farmland in northern Xinjiang, but there is a shortage of people who are willing to farm the land."

Lu Qiang said: "After the commander-in-chief destroyed the Jibo tribe, I thought it was time to rest for a while, but the commander-in-chief insisted on making persistent efforts and destroying the tiger-control tribe. Now it seems that it was just for this day.

!”

"There is also seed money!" Han Ji thought of this, and looked at Yang Xuan with an even more awkward look. He thought to himself, did Lang Jun think of this day when he was still in Taipei? "It's not unreasonable."

The seed money with interest would not be in the same situation as it is today.”

People in northern Xinjiang are poor. Land reclamation is like a business, and seed money is the starting capital.

In the past, the government didn't care at all, until Boss Yang took action in Taiping, using government money to lend money to the people without interest!

Boss Yang felt a little arrogant, and then hurriedly landed, "One person is short-term, and everyone is short-term. Without your help, where would the good situation today be?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Han Ji asked: "Lang Jun's goal, what is Chenzhou's grain self-sufficiency?"

Yang Xuan said: "There is no need to transport it from outside, there is still some leftover!"

Once the banner of rebellion is raised, the supply channels in northern Xinjiang will be cut off. If food cannot be self-sufficient, and there is no rebellion, the soldiers and civilians of northern Xinjiang will riot in an instant.

“Food is the most important thing for people!”

Yang Xuan sighed, and a small official came outside, "Your Majesty, the scouts who went to Tanzhou have returned and are being treated."

"I'll go take a look."

Yang Xuan goes out.

In the lobby, Han Ji said: "The food provided by Chang'an is good and bad sometimes. It would be a good thing if we can be self-sufficient."

As he spoke, he glanced at Cao Ying.

This old ghost... Cao Ying said with a smile: "Yes! Chang'an is moody and angry, and there is no telling when the supply to Northern Xinjiang will be cut off."

Han Ji knew that Yang Xuan's goal was to dominate northern Xinjiang, so he felt that food was a big problem.

But Cao Ying is a general in Yang Xuan's rebellion group...

Both of them knew that Boss Yang would fall out with Chang'an sooner or later, so they kept it secret from Lu Qiang.

In the past, they would not have tested Lu Qiang in such a step-by-step manner. But last time, Lu Qiang flatly refused Yang's solicitation and offered his loyalty to Boss Yang, and the two of them changed their attitude towards Lu Qiang.

"This question is so strange." Lu Qiang frowned, "No matter how crazy Chang'an is, he will not destroy Qiancheng! Old Cao, Old Han, are you... drinking too much?"

"Yeah, yeah! Hehehe!"

"That's right! Hahaha!"

The two old ghosts laughed.

It’s you who drank too much!

Lao Lu!

The two of them went out later.

"How?" Han Ji asked.

The corners of Cao Ying's mouth raised slightly, "Subtlely, sooner or later he will be hostile to Chang'an!"

"Hostility is not enough!"

"Huh?" Cao Ying frowned, thinking that Lu Qiang and the emperor had no hatred, so why wasn't it enough?

"Have hatred!" Han Ji said seriously: "Look at what the emperor has done to the Tang Dynasty now! As an official with a conscience, shouldn't you have hatred?"

"That's right!" Cao Ying praised: "In this case, I will leave this matter to you!"

"I'm not free!"

"Then you were teasing me by talking for a long time!"

Cao Ying was furious.

Han Ji smiled, "Do you think it's right to hate the emperor?"

Damn it! I seem to have been deceived by this old ghost... Cao Ying: "..."

"I don't ask why, but here!" Han Ji pointed to his heart, "Comfortable and happy!"

"I'm defeated!"

Cao Ying smiled bitterly.

Han Ji patted his shoulder and said calmly: "I have never convinced anyone in my life, only my husband!"

——Except for Lang Jun, they are all garbage!

Yes, I’m talking about you!

Cao Ying wanted to give this old ghost a dick, but Han Ji drifted away.

Sooner or later, this old ghost will notice something... Cao Ying went to find Yang Xuan.

Entering through the gate of Zhouse, there is a room. When it rains, those who want to see you can go in and sit down, have a cup of tea or something.

Song Er was lying inside at the moment.
To be continued...