Seven Hundred and Seventy-Five: 4 Kills, Layout (5)

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Feng Jin is not someone who is easily dismissed. He said, "To prepare for a rainy day a year in advance, your excuse is too perfunctory."

Wei Ci laughed dumbly and said lightly, "Ci also wants to find a perfunctory reason, but hasn't he found it yet?"

Feng Jin almost fell down in anger, this person even shamelessly admitted it!

Wei Ci's mouth was like a sawed gourd, so tight that he couldn't get out any useful information. &

Feng Jin felt cruel and secretly said, Wei Ci won't tell him if he doesn't want to, so he can guess on his own.

However, Feng Jin came from a noble family. On weekdays, she would ride in a carriage and be accompanied by book boys. Her knowledge was broad enough, but her field investigation experience was slightly lacking. He thought for a long time but couldn't guess the real intention, so in the end he could only ask Qi Guanrang quietly.

Qi Guanrang was born on the border of Dongqing. His father was a barbarian from Northern Xinjiang. He knew much more about Northern Xinjiang than Feng Jin did.

Feng Jin found a suitable time to stop Qi Guan and mentioned it casually while chatting.

After hearing this, Qi Guanrang thought for a while, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly grabbed Feng Jin's arm.

"You said that my lord asked Zixiao to arrange a caravan to go to northern Xinjiang to purchase sheepskins and rabbit skins?"

When asked this question, Qi Guanrang's face turned a little more livid.

Feng Jin was shocked by Qi Guanrang's move, but immediately calmed down and asked, "Does Wen Zheng know the master's intention?"

Qi Guanrang gave a bitter smile, his whole body's aura was relieved, and his face looked a little helpless.

He said in a solemn voice, "I have a slight guess, but I don't know if it is accurate."

Seeing Qi Guan Rang's reaction, Feng Jin knew in his heart that this matter was not simple. He looked around, and even though it was empty, he still cautiously invited Qi Guan Rang to his home for a detailed discussion. If this matter is related to the entire Maruzhou strategy for northern Xinjiang, you can't just talk about it.

"Wen Zheng, don't rush to tell me. Why don't you sit down at Jin's house and discuss the matter in detail."

Qi Guanrang was not surprised by Feng Jin's behavior. This person was always cautious and self-possessed. Even if there were only two of them around, Feng Jin would not be careless.

When they arrived at Feng Jin's house, they went to the study and dismissed the servants.

I'm sure it's safe.

Feng Jincai asked seriously, "What did Wen Zheng guess?"

Qi Guan Rang never leaves his hand to fan himself. Every time he encounters something important or feels nervous, he will always fan himself.

It was still a chilly day now, so he fanned himself and became even chillier.

He did not answer Feng Jin's question directly, but instead told an old story.

Qi Guanrang said, "If we give up the surrounding land, the people nearby often make a living by herding sheep and cattle. There is a family that raises nearly a hundred sheep, which is considered a big family in the village. This family likes to take the sheep to the foot of the mountain to graze. Huaiyu, you Guess what happened next?”

Feng Jin pictured the scene in his mind. If hundreds of sheep were grazing in a small area, wouldn't there be enough food?

"No grass to eat?"

Qi Guanrang's fan fanned even harder, blowing away the heater nearby, and Feng Jin secretly leaned towards the charcoal basin.

"Not only is there no grass to eat, those sheep are so hungry that the roots of the grass are digging out!" After Qi Guanrang said this, his face turned red, obviously angry, and then he added, "There is a saying in the ancient book - a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and only To prevent dead ears. It can be seen that rabbits not only live and feed on grass, but are also accustomed to living in caves, hiding in caves during the day and foraging for food at night. They dig holes to avoid enemies."

After hearing this, Feng Jin vaguely noticed something was wrong.

However, he hadn't turned around for a while, and he didn't understand why Qi Guanrang's reaction was so intense.

If he thought about a route that was unfavorable to Northern Xinjiang, and combined with Qi Guanrang's words, a light flashed in Feng Jin's mind, and he suddenly became clear!

"Could it be that my lord and Zixiao want to invade the grasslands of Northern Xinjiang?"

Feng Jin was surprised for a long time, almost grinning from ear to ear.

The barbarians in northern Xinjiang have been a hidden danger for a long time. From the troubled times of the Sixteen Kingdoms and even earlier in history, the barbarians have been eyeing the Central Plains.

Their land was not suitable for farming, and they often used horse teams to plunder the border, burning, killing, and looting, and committed all kinds of evil.

Why did the Qiang Wu tribe, the ancestors of northern Xinjiang, become so powerful?

To put it nicely, the Qiang Wu tribe is brave, good at fighting, fierce and fierce, but to put it harshly, they are just a bunch of beasts in human skins! Not to mention burning, killing and looting, they also specialized in snatching countless women from the Central Plains and keeping young girls in captivity. They not only used them as food to satisfy their hunger, but also used them as mobile fertility machines. They used these innocent girls as carriers to force them to give birth to children and expand the population.

In the middle of the Troubled Times of the Sixteen Kingdoms, the Qiang Wu tribe only had a population of 200,000. By the end of the Troubled Times, their population had expanded to more than three million!

From 200,000 to 3 million, seeing these shocking historical documents, he could only imagine the faces of countless women in pain.

However, although the barbarians in northern Xinjiang are hateful, they have been able to ride horses since they were children. They are extremely capable of fighting on horseback and will run away if they cannot be beaten.

After the founding of the Xia Dynasty, they made several expeditions to northern Xinjiang in an attempt to stop them from plundering every certain season, but with little success.

Until now, they still have no effective way to deal with Northern Xinjiang.

They can't defeat them in a war, and blocking them has no effect. After all, they can't send a large number of troops to station here all the time.

Countless sages have been worried about the affairs of Northern Xinjiang, and no one has ever thought of taking direct action on the pasture of Northern Xinjiang.

Feng Jin's heart was beating wildly, and there was obvious joy on his face.

Qi Guan Rang saw him and used a fan to send several waves of cold air to Feng Jin to wake him up.

"You are happy too soon!" Qi Guanrang said firmly, blocking Feng Jin's joy.

Feng Jin was confused, "Why do you say that?"

Qi Guanrang sighed. If this method was really so good, why would he be here to pessimize it?

She was already as happy as Feng Jin and didn't know what to do.

"You don't understand that my lord really uses this method to attack Northern Xinjiang. Maybe he can really destroy the entire Northern Xinjiang, but it will only hurt both sides." Qi Guanrang paused after saying this, and he didn't know how to explain it. After all, Feng Jin was in front of him. He is a pure Central Plains man.

Feng Jin frowned, "You said both sides suffer?"

Qi Guanrang sighed and said, "That's right. Even if we can really destroy Northern Xinjiang by this method, the master will not be able to get it. Although Northern Xinjiang is hateful, there are only a few people who do evil. If the entire grassland is destroyed, What will the innocent people do then?”

Due to the background of the entire era, Qi Guanrang did not know the concepts of grassland degradation and desertification, and only had some vague guesses.

Even with just a little guess, he could foresee what kind of disaster this plan would bring to Northern Xinjiang when it was actually implemented.

Feng Jin is a pure Central Plains person, and if he is not from my race, his heart must be different, but Qi Guanrang is a mixture of Northern Xinjiang and Central Plains.

He has lived on the border of Northern Xinjiang for a long time. He hates the barbarism of the three tribes in Northern Xinjiang, but he also sympathizes with the misfortune of the innocent herdsmen at the bottom.

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