Chapter 27 The Essence of Yunlang

"In another ten days, Liu Ling will arrive in the Blue City."

Yun Lang glanced at the map and compared it with his hand to get a rough result.

"When did we start harvesting the Western Regions?"

Cao Xiang took off his shoes and leaned on the Jin couch to ask.

"Wait, wait for the weather to get warmer after the grass grows in the ground."

Cao Xiang Shutan sighed: "Yeah, this is his mother's harvest, just like the crop grows in the field, we don't have to do anything, when he is mature, he takes a sickle to harvest ...

Alang, is there a more comfortable way to let these crops come into our pockets?

Or the one that does n’t work? "

"Actually, yes.

The Huns helped us a lot. They wiped out all the old rulers of the Western Regions and wiped out the wealth accumulated by the Western Regions for hundreds of years.

People in the Western Regions now have nothing, and they also know that if there is no strong backer, the wealth they produce in the future will still be taken away by others.

This time highlights our preciousness.

As long as our army is still in the Western Regions, the Huns dare not come, and by the way, some nasty horse thieves will be wiped out.

We can happily collect taxes in the Western Regions. "

"How to collect taxes? The Western Region is so big that the cost of collecting taxes is higher than the taxes received. What should he do with such taxes?"

"Don't you just come up with the idea just now?"

"What way?"

"Let the crops walk into our pockets automatically."

"Westerners are stupid. Shouldn't they be stupid?"

"It's enough to implement the tax package system."

"Then you will kill the taxpayers again every few years. Support the new taxpayers again?"

"This is the routine used by His Majesty. Why can't we use it? Killing the taxpayers who are blamed by the people will help the long-term stability of the place."

Cao Xiang nodded and said, "Reduce the tax rate a little bit, so that people in the Western Regions will be very grateful to us."

"It can't be lowered too much. The western region is rich in real estate, especially jade, precious stones, agate, fur, dried fruits, and there are countless mineral deposits.

If you use a low tax rate, it is very unfair to the Han people.

Don't worry about these things. Dongfang Shuo, Sima Qian, and Xia Houjing are sorting out the taxes of the countries in the Western Regions. They are prepared to compromise and formulate a relatively complete tax rate.

You see when you go back to Chang'an. Our brothers are outside. There is no one who speaks at home. Many things have to be explained to explain. It is very troublesome and it is easy to bring disaster to all of us. "

"My uncle will stop working hard there. He will never change. Forcibly changing his views and thoughts will only make him hate us even more.

Gillian, mother, there is no need for us to work hard for the queen. There is no need for other ministers to make friends.

Our brothers do not have too little power to climb up, but our power is too great, and they have conflicted with my uncle. At this time, it is best to let people forget us.

Always appear in front of people and remind others from time to time that the Great Han Kingdom and a group of us are definitely not a good thing.

What we have to do now is to quietly accumulate money and quietly cultivate manpower so that rebellion will not occur. At least when my uncle's board hits down, we can withstand beating.

If you feel that I'm doing nothing to make you look bored, I'll go back to Jingtieshan, where the iron ore I see more and more likes, more joy than seeing gold. "

Yun Lang gave Cao Xiang a white glance, and this guy is about to stink to bed now.

The original tall, thin body, and balloon-like body became fatter, especially the big belly was more prominent, which caused Yun Lang to think that his old disease had recurred, so Su Zhi gave him the most strict screening Check, and finally found that this guy is fat, for no other reason.

The handsome young man looked into a fat middle-aged man with a beard, Yun Lang was very sighed.

A good time for a man is just a few years. With the passage of time, all the bad hidden things will come out, and eventually a good boy will be turned into a pig.

"Go to the hospital and say I will take you to practice martial arts!"

"Do not practice!"

"Going to sick and talking about martial arts does not seem to seek your opinion."

Cao Xiang stood down from the Jinzu with a big belly, and waved his hand: "I will leave Dunhuang and prepare to return to Jingtieshan as my king."

Yun Lang grabbed Cao Xiang and said: "When we come back from illness, we have very important things to discuss."

"As long as it's not a rebellion, I'll do what you talk about. Now, don't pull me. If I'm in my current physique, I will die if I'm pulled by a disease.

"Okay, what you have to do to get sick, do you think you'll be fine when you run back to Jingtieshan? He will catch you as well."

Cao Xiang gritted his teeth fiercely, and shook Yun Lang's hand away. He went out and Yun Lang shouted at the back: "Don't think about running away."

"I am looking for Su Zhi to prescribe medicine to reduce swelling ..."

The number of people in Dunhuang County is steadily decreasing. The population here is actually civilians and the army. When the army took the civilians and started to build roads, as the road gradually went away, Dunhuang gradually became depressed.

Dongfangshuo stood on the wasteland with his hands on his back, and didn't know what he was looking at. Sima Qian looked at Dongshuo's eyes for a long time, and felt that there was nothing but the expansive wilderness in front.

But he disdain to ask Dongfang Shuo, because this person loves to open the river.

The same thing, the answer that he knew from his mouth yesterday was very different from the answer he heard from him tomorrow.

However, he can use the most correct theories to explain his rhetoric.

"A husband is a horse, a young is a foal; a chicken is a young, a young is a young; a cow is a young, a small is a calf; a life is a child, and an old is old; "

Since hearing this correct grotesque, Sima Qian no longer debates anything with Dongfang Shuo. According to his theory, no matter what he says, he is right.

Today is a rare sober day in Dongfang Shuo.

Sima Qian decided to give him another chance.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm watching three thousand miles away, Liu Ling is decisively fighting the King of the Moon."

"Who's winning?"

"There is no winner yet."

When Dongfangshuo said this sentence, he felt lonely.

"A big clan, when there is toughness in the softness, but it does not accept it, and it does not bend when pressed, it calls when it is uneven, and it resists when it is strong.

The lord of the Huns became a woman. This is the beginning of the disaster of the Huns. The woman's heart will avoid the strong and the weak and invade. If she wins, she will not let go, and she will never forget it.

She did not know that it was because of the snow and ice in the north that she nurtured the sturdy Huns, and the Huns fought against the snow and ice ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ to build a strong and unyielding character, a strong body, and a brave heart.

She only knows that living people in the north is not easy, and the product is not rich. This land is not her land, so she abandoned it.

Nowadays, the Xiongnu sing forward in the Western Regions, and the advance is like a hurricane, rolling under the horseshoe.

But I do not know, this should be the last glory of the Huns.

Once in a warm and prosperous place, the greed of the Huns will surely conquer and conquer, and the power of the poor world will satisfy the private interests of the Huns.

Fugui Township is a bone erosion poison. The Huns are not good at fighting wisdom. Once the strong body is lost, it is time for the Huns to perish completely.

The Xiongnu can never be killed with a knife, even the powerful national strength of my Dahan can't do it now. Without fighting for a hundred years, the last drop of blood of the Huns will be exhausted.

Now, no more, the Huns in this wasteland are gone, and even the Huns hidden in the mountains do not hesitate to travel to the desert to follow their king.

There is no Huns in the North ...

The Huns left the ancestral land, and it was finished, no matter how glorious they are now. When this tone is completely consumed, they will be lonely. They are exerted today on Dayue, Dawan, and even Daxia, etc. The suffering of the country, their children and grandchildren will return thousands of times.

Zichang, you must add a sentence when you pass on Yongan Hou Yunlang. "

Sima Qian smiled and said: "What? Add the great cause of expelling the Huns? Or tell the world that Yunhou sent the Huns to death while eating, drinking and playing?"

Dongfang Shuo looked back at Sima Qiandao: "No, you must tell future generations-Yun Lang intentionally-how poisonous it is!"

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