Destiny Only Han

"Is everything packed?"

Lv Matong led a yellow puma, urging the members of the caravan anxiously.

This time he came to the Xiongnu to spy on information. In order to better cover himself, he let Chen Ping arrange and brought some traveling merchants who came to the grassland to trade in the caravan.

Although with the addition of these people, the overall speed of the caravan was greatly weakened, but they arrived at the king's account of the Xiongnu Shanyu unimpeded all the way.

After all, the products on the grassland were poor, and many things needed for daily life had to be obtained from other places. Nomadic tribes never robbed caravans that used to come from their homeland to do business.

Well, usually wait for the caravan to leave their sphere of influence, and then wait for the opportunity to make a move...

Therefore, if there is no guide leader who is familiar with the grassland and has friendship with the leaders of various ministries, going to the grassland for trade is mostly a matter of narrow escape.

However, no matter how high the risk is, there is an endless stream of businessmen who come to the grassland to do business.

After all, people make money and birds die for food. The profit of several times or ten times, even if there is a possibility of life, still cannot stop people's desire to pursue wealth.

Under Lu Matong's repeated urging, although the merchants who came with him were somewhat dissatisfied, they had to bow their heads under the eaves.

If Lu Matong led the brigade to leave, these small businessmen who were alone and alone would not only not be able to bring the goods such as leather, tendon horns, and medicinal materials out of the grassland, but they would probably stay here forever!
After everyone packed up, the caravan returned south without stopping.

The position they are in now is Yunzhong County in the Qin Dynasty, which is also called Hohhot in later generations.

From then on, hundreds of miles to the south is Mayi City where Han Wangxin is located.

According to the custom of the Xiongnu, every autumn when the horses are fat, a large-scale gathering will be held at the place where Shan Yu is located, and the number of people and livestock will be counted and checked to collect taxes.

Afterwards, sacrifices to the ancestors of the gods are held, and then large-scale celebrations are held, including wrestling, horse racing, camel racing and other competitions. up...

Naturally, the young and strong on the grassland will gather here at this time.

The purpose of Mao Dun leaving his king's tent here is self-evident.

Lu Matong, who came here with a mission, understood Maodun's intentions better than those ignorant grassland people, so he wished he could grow a pair of wings so that he could fly directly to Mayi City to report the news.

It's a pity that the caravan didn't go very far, and was stopped by dozens of strong Hun warriors.

Each of them held bronze swords inlaid with gemstones, and looked at the caravan with murderous intent.

To be precise, it was Lu Matong who was looking at a woman in a silk dress with braids decorated with agate pearls.

That woman is Mao Dun's youngest daughter, Luán dī Aya.

Although her eyes are narrow and long, and her face is round like a plate, she is not as charming as the almond-eyed oval face of women in the Central Plains, but in the eyes of these dozens of little Huns, or in the eyes of all Huns, a woman with this appearance is the best. !
If such a woman has a round and huge butt like a strong mare, it will be the best of the best!

Obviously, the woman in front of them is the kind of beauty that can make all Hun men unable to look away!

But now, the lark in their hearts is about to be snatched away by that Nanman!
Why?
Isn't that guy's face a little fairer than theirs?
Is their lark a fool?

Black hips, as soon as you hear this name, you know that the other party has a black butt!

In the middle of the caravan, Aya, who was speechless with Lu Matong and only had a thousand lines of tears, begged in a low voice: "Brother Wuzhi, can you not go...stay...don't worry, Brother Wuzhi, as long as I am here , with my dad here, they dare not touch a finger of yours!"

Lu Matong glanced over Aya and looked back, thinking that if this place was not too close to the king's tent of the Xiongnu, none of these guys would even want to live!
How much credit should the heads of these little Wangs and Qianchangs be worth!

What is the most painful thing for people is that the credit is clearly in front of them, but they can't take it away!
Facing Lu Matong's 'painful' eyes, Aya smiled miserably: "Yes, I was wrong, you are an eagle soaring in the middle of the sky, I shouldn't tie you behind my saddle..."

Suddenly, Aya took a step back with a frightened expression on her face, and said repeatedly: "Hurry up, my elder brother is here, he hates the Central Plains people the most..."

Lu Matong turned his head and looked west, only to see dust flying in the distance, probably tens of thousands of people are approaching quickly.

Behind him, a guide who was familiar with the various factions of the Xiongnu approached him and whispered in his ear: "I am afraid that the person here is the eldest son of Shan Yu, the wise king of the right, Suo Ji Porridge..."

Lu Matong silently memorized the name, nodded to Aya, got on his horse and led the caravan to set off.

After the caravan turned over a hill, there were several screams like howling wolves from the hills in the distance, and the bleak autumn wind faintly sent an extremely desolate voice.

"I, Aya, am waiting for you right here, in this lifetime..."

Lu Matong was stunned for a moment, and a trace of unbearable feeling flashed in his heart, but he still rushed to the border of Han.

The law of safety and security in the world...

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In Mayi City, the autumn wind is bleak, dyeing the distant mountains and mountains.

Han Wangxin walked on the city wall, looking at the majestic city that rose from the ground like a miracle.

With the hard work of tens of thousands of people, the barrier city on the border of the empire has basically been completed, and the houses in the city are also under construction in an orderly manner.

Now, apart from practicing the army once every ten days, the rest of his time is to measure the land around Mayi City and divide it into pieces of farmland.

This place is in a river valley, the terrain is relatively flat, and the water resources are abundant, so it is absolutely suitable for farming.

But it is a pity that the state of Qin did not pay much attention to the pioneering of Mayi City when it was in the state, and the land around the city was in a barren state in all likelihood.

So it slowed down the progress of pioneering in the eyes.

One of the most difficult points to open up wasteland in the mountains and valleys is that there are too many stones in the soil layer!
If you directly use the plowshare to plow the land, it is easy to hit the big stone buried in the ground, and then the plowshare will be scrapped directly!

Moreover, the soil compaction is serious, the soil layer is too hard, and there will be many soil bumps that are as hard as stones.

Therefore, when opening up wasteland on this kind of terrain, it is necessary to use a tool such as a pickaxe to plan the land completely, and pick up all the stones that have been turned up and throw them away.

Then use a tool such as a shovel to smash those hard clods into pieces.

And this is not the end, there seems to be a lot of grass growing on the wasteland, but it is very barren, and the crops will never grow, so we are killing all the weeds and cutting off all the roots. After dying in the sun, it is necessary to continuously sprinkle manure and other farmyard manure to make the land fertile.

In the end, it is the grass filled with bean seedlings that fight against nature until the weeds hidden in the field are completely eradicated.

These processes will basically last for three to five years. If the quality of the land is too poor, it will take ten years to turn the wasteland into fertile land!
So in contrast, those fertile black soils are really priceless treasures bestowed by God to mankind!
However, many of these difficulties are not too difficult for Han Wangxin at this time.

There are tens of thousands of strong men in the city of Mayi eating and drinking every day, plus an even more astonishing number of cattle, horses and camels, so he does not lack farmyard manure that can make the soil fertile.

In addition, he took time to go back to Liyang City, and negotiated a win-win plan with Liu Ying.

Under the new cooperation framework, the land around Mayi City only needs to simply remove impurities such as stones and hard soil blocks before entering the sowing stage.

What Liu Ying offered him was a kind of miraculous grain, rye.

This kind of grain is resistant to drought and cold, and its absorption efficiency of soil nutrients is even higher than that of stubborn weeds.

It is said that in many cases, when there are too many weeds in the farmland, it is only necessary to sow a season of rye in autumn, and wait until the next spring to ensure that there is not even a single weed left in the soil!
Most importantly, rye, like wheat, is a crop that only grows once. After harvesting, the roots buried in the soil will rot naturally and become part of the soil.

Although the rye is not delicious, in fact, in the cooperation between Han Wangxin and Liu Ying, the rye is not for people to eat, but for livestock.

To be precise, cattle.

The bulls were sent to the land reclamation areas of the empire to be used as farm cattle, while the cows were kept to give birth to milk, and the calves were raised and then sold. Although the fresh milk could not be transported away, it could be processed into cheese, milk tofu and other shelf-stable products. products, and then sell them for money!

Anyway, he has signed an agreement with Liu Ying, and Liu Ying will buy as much as he produces!

For a while, Han Wangxin became complacent about his obedience.

The guy with the same name as him is now almost under house arrest by the king, and he can not only retain the title and fiefdom of the king, but also fight fiercely with the successor of the empire, and will gain a steady stream of wealth!

Forbearance is full for a while, but when you take a step back, you will be rich!
This is the wisdom of Han Wangxin!

When Han Wangxin was inspecting Mayi City, dozens of galloping riders quickly appeared in the distant mountains.

The leader was Lu Matong who went to the Xiongnu to spy on information.

Different from hiding his head and showing his tail when he went there, when the caravan was out of sight of the Huns, Lu Matong immediately abandoned the caravan and sent all the information he spied back to Mayi City.

Here, will be the battlefield for the first contest between the Han and the Hungarian.

And the fact that the Huns mastered the method of siege must be known to Han Wangxin and the Central Committee of the Han Kingdom!

On the top of the city, watching the horse team hurrying up in the distance carrying the flag of the Han army, the smile on Han Wangxin's face gradually disappeared, replaced by solemnity and a little apprehension.

War is coming!