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The Mongolian Army, the predecessor of the Northern Army, and the Anqing Border Army, fought for seven or eight years, and never stopped in between. At first, the Mongolian Yuan suppressed the Anqing Border Army for four or five years, but the Anqing Border Army became more and more fierce.

Qiang, later transformed into the Northern Expedition Army, turned around and suppressed the Mongolian Yuan. Anyway, Jiang Zhongshan had never seen both sides calm down in the past seven or eight years. Once the two sides met, they would be life-and-death. Now seeing this scene,

I just think I am going to dream, or have a dazed look? I quietly reached out and grabbed my thigh, causing pain, rubbing my eyes, but still the same.

After living for decades, he vaguely felt that something big was about to happen.

The Mongolian Army and the Northern Expedition Army actually set up a warning in Wenxing Village. Wherever there is a Mongolian Army, there will definitely be a Northern Expedition Army. Both sides are inseparable from each other. This is a joint warning and also means mutual surveillance.

All the villagers in Wenxing Village were restricted from their freedom of movement and could only stay in their own yards and were not allowed to leave. This made the villagers feel a little nervous. As the Lizheng of Wenxing Village, Jiang Zhongshan got some privileges and levies.

The Beijun allowed him to take a few young men from the village to send out subsidies from the Beijun to each household every day. Each family gave a kilo of grain every day. What made Jiang Zhongshan strange is that every day,

Send a piece of meat to each villager's house about the size of a fist. This meat is a rare thing. Nowadays, if it weren't for the festival, it would be difficult to get a meaty fish.

On the third day, Jiang Zhongshan's premonition was confirmed. The big dark horse that Wei said appeared in front of him. Yun Zhao, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, actually appeared in Wenxing Village in person. Jiang Zhongshan was so nervous that he was all over.

He was trembling and knelt on the ground, his head tightly against the ground. He didn't dare to look up and look at the legendary hero.

"It's right in the river?" A gentle question came from my head. "Get up, I'm so old, the ground is wet, and I've been kneeling for a long time and I'm so cold, I'm not my fault!"

"I don't dare." Jiang Zhongshan didn't finish a sentence, and he felt tightening his tucking. He stretched his hands in with force, just lifted it up and pulled himself up, looking back,

Two guards stood beside him, one left and one right, just retracting their hands.

"The governor asked you to get up, you have to get up!" Wu Fan smiled and said, "Then there are so many long-winded things!"

Only then did Jiang Zhongshan realize that since the governor said something, you have to do it honestly and never allow any delay.

"How many families are there in the village?" Yun Zhao waved his hand at Wu Fan. The old man in the countryside has no knowledge. Don't scare him.

"There were more than 500 households, and they fought wars every year. They died and fled. Now there are more than 200 households and more than a thousand people!" Jiang Zhongshan lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Five stops went to the ten stops, and this battle was fought!" Yun Zhao shook his head and sighed, "Rise, the people suffer, the people suffer, the people suffer!"

Wu Fan said on the side: "Governor, it's mainly because Wenxing Village is sandwiched between the two sides. Whenever they fight, they always bear the brunt of the brunt, so the losses will naturally be greater. Other places are not so miserable. You see, we'll do better.

Haven’t the state been growing more and more prosperous in recent years?”

Yun Zhao nodded. Speaking of Yizhou, he had basically not been affected by much war from beginning to end. The biggest battle should be considered as the conflict between Wang Haogu and Brief Stories, but it was also divided in a very short time.

After the victory and defeat, Yizhou was under the protection of the Northern Expedition Army. After seven or eight years of war, the foreign population was influx, and the local population also increased, which was indeed not comparable to that outsiders could.

"Our Conquest Army has important official duties here, and I'm afraid we will harass the people in your village. Please forgive me for some grievances. After the incident, the Conquest Army will compensate you." Looking at Jiang Zhongshan, Yun Zhao comforted

He said, "Don't be afraid, the Northern Army will never disturb the people."

"Yes, yes, the Northern Army is the king's army, so the old man is naturally relieved." Jiang Zhongshan nodded repeatedly.

Nodded at Jiang Zhongshan, Yun Zhao turned to look outside the village. It was obvious that he was waiting for someone. Jiang Zhongshan tactfully retreated to a place far away from Yun Zhao. He had a humble identity and was qualified to stand next to the governor.

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Outside, horse hooves, war horses and carriages arrived. The senior officials from the North Prefecture, such as high-ranking scholars, Guo Changxing and others rushed over one by one. After seeing Yun Zhao, they all stood at the entrance of the village and said in a low voice.

What, but my eyes looked into the distance from time to time.

"Here you come!" Wu Fan said suddenly.

At the end of the field of vision, a Mongolian Yuan flag suddenly appeared, and then countless war horses appeared in the field of vision. Among them, the one in the herd was a pure white-haired carriage of four supernatural horses.

A carriage pulled by a war horse.

Yaldan is here.

Han Jiang, who had been standing on the other side before, looked at Yun Zhao and his group of people coldly, quickly met him.

The carriage was parked at the entrance of the village, and the knights accompanying the carriage jumped off the horse one after another. Han Zhong, Jamukha, Azis, and there were quite a lot of acquaintances, and the senior officials of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty arrived almost together.

The carriage door opened, and Yardan, dressed in the costume of the Emperor of the Montenegro appeared in Yun Zhao's vision.

Jiang Zhongshan in the distance almost fainted. Although he did not know Yardan, his outfit had already shown his identity. Moreover, the emperor of the Mongol Yuan was a woman, and he also knew that. Compared with the two, this woman

His identity is about to emerge.

"Meet again!" Yaldan slowly walked to Yun Zhao, looking at him with a smile on his lips, "It's not easy to meet him."

Compared to Yaerdan expressing his longing unscrupulously, Yun Zhao seemed a little embarrassed. He was always a little confused about Yaerdan. He obviously should hate her, but over the years, Yun Zhao found that he was

This hatred gradually fades away.

Once the contract is signed, he will marry Yardan. This is almost a foregone conclusion. Facing this person who is about to become his wife, Yun Zhao doesn't know how to face it. Love? It seems that it is not a question, but

It seems that it is not right to say that the woman in front of me has no feelings for her. Maybe she still has a little bit of pride in her heart. If you want to talk about it, the other party really has a noble status. If you take it seven or eight years ago, you are afraid that you will not look up to me.

Qualification. Hate? Staring at the woman in front of you who was smiling at him, Yun Zhao found that he couldn't hate him any more. He couldn't help but scold him in his heart, really a failure.

"It's not easy!" He nodded, "The village has been arranged, let's go!"

The yard was very big. After Wu Fan and Han Jiang cleaned up, it had completely changed. It was cleaned very clean. The dilapidated doors and windows were replaced. New window paper was pasted on the windows, everything inside was covered with everything.

They were all replaced completely.

The wings on both sides are clearly separated. On one side are Yun Zhao's personal guards, while on the other side are Yaerdan's palace guards. In the main hall in the middle, there are soldiers from the Mongolian Yuan and the Northern Army respectively.

, each occupy one party, which will be the place where both parties sign a contract. The wing rooms on both sides are places where both parties can rest.

After entering the yard, the two looked at each other and turned to the direction they should go.

The contract has been agreed on in the general direction, but there are still some small details that need to be carefully finalized. The contract drafted by both parties is half a foot thick and is almost refined to the extreme. This made Yun Zhao feel a little headache and threw it to Ma Yi.

Gong and Guo Changxing, after all, the skill of picking words is the strength of both of them. Although these details are small, they must not be ignored. If you don’t pay attention at all, you may lay the groundwork for future disputes, or even

Hidden danger.

After lunch, the negotiations officially began. The so-called negotiations are actually just about quarrels between people, such as title issues, such as how to call Mongolian army after reorganization, how to call Mongolian army officials, and the treatment of Mongolian army.

Questions, the rights enjoyed by Mongolian people, etc.

Yun Zhao, who sat in the lobby and listened to the quarrels of both sides, finally became a little impatient, stood up and said, "Yigong, Lord Guo, you guys talk slowly, I have some headaches, go out for a walk!"

Yaldan on the other side smiled and stood up, "The smoke in this room is too big, I can't stand it anymore. Lord Han, Azis, let's talk, I will accompany Governor Yun to the yard for a walk!

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The noise in the room suddenly became quiet. The people on both sides stared at the two and walked out swaying. A strange expression appeared on their faces, but when they turned their heads and looked at each other, they turned their faces again.

When they became excited, the quarrels sounded again.

"I didn't see the people when I entered the village. Where did they go?" The yard was so big, and it was only a few dozen steps away. After walking back and forth in silence, Yaldan finally spoke and broke the silence.

“Everyone is at home.”

"Where are people from this family?"

"This family is gone!" Yun Zhao took a deep breath, "In the Eight Years War, this large village with 500 families and thousands of people is now only half of the people."

Yaldan stopped, "Yunzhao, in the Eight Years War, our Meng people's mouth was cut by half, and most of this half were young people!"

"How great if you don't come?" Yun Zhao sighed.

The smile on Yaldan's face disappeared, "Why should we be suffering from poverty in the desert, and you Yue people should enjoy happiness? Since God has divided different races on this land, isn't it?

Should they be treated equally?"

Yun Zhao raised his hand and said, "Forget it, we have already argued about this issue before, and it is impossible to explain it clearly. Isn't it now that you are talking about it? Haven't you also got the land you want?"

Yaldan was silent for a moment, "Yun Zhao, I actually know your intentions very well."

"What's my intention?" Yun Zhao asked back.

"I have been taught by Yue people since I was a child. I am afraid that my history and culture are much more clear than you!" Yardan said: "The strategies you have formulated are all made in the long run.

The thing is to dissolve Mongolian culture and let us Mongolians slowly be assimilated by you. I can imagine that as short as decades or as long as hundreds of years, the Mongolians may only be the title of this nation, and it is impossible to remain.

Something else is there."

Yun Zhao looked at her in shock.
Chapter completed!