"How shameless, so wasteful!"

Wang Pu knocked on the table, his face full of contempt... The old husband had been ill for a long time and did not care much about the government. He just built a large amount of roads, which was of great importance. He was afraid that it would make people angry like before, and Wang Pu had to care.

The most important thing about building a railway is the labor problem. As long as you don’t exhaust your innocent people, it’s easy to say.

But it is so difficult to achieve this!

There are not many barbarians on all sides of the Great Circle. Even if there are still people, they are still hiding in the depths of the desert. It is very difficult to catch them.

Wang Pu even thought about using troops to Goryeo and Japan, capturing the civilians from both places and building roads for the Great Zhou. But he never thought that Zhao Kuangyin went to Tianzhu and actually got a million people in one go!

That's one million people!

Not a million animals!

Zhao Kuangyin really dares to ask for it, and those people really dare to give it to it!

If one million people can be armed, each person and a bamboo pole can drive thousands of barbarian cavalry out!

Whether it is the Black Khanate, the Saman Dynasty, or the Turkic tribe, they are all defeated generals under the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is not worth mentioning. These guys seem to have hundreds of thousands or as many as millions, but in fact they are very complex and have endless struggles. Even the most powerful tribe cannot gather 10,000 people.

In Wang Pu's opinion, the best way for the upper class of Tianzhu is to concentrate all its efforts and severely damage one. It is best if it can be annihilated. As long as you can win a battle, Tianzhu can rest assured.

Instead of praying for Dazhou’s help, it’s better to rely on yourself!

"Old husband, the people of India are not martial and do not have the courage. Where did they get the courage!" Ye Hua said disdainfully.

Wang Pu snorted, "Don't bully me, don't understand the affairs of the army. Take our Great Zhou for example. If we want to move one million people, how much preparations and effort it takes. Even so, it is still full of controversy and complaints. On the other side of India, with just a few words of some monks, there were millions of people who were willing to cross the ocean and run to the Great Zhou to be coolies. These people are so obedient!"

"Mr. Marquis, have you said that soldiers take obedience as their duty? They must sacrifice their lives and be vigilant! The Indians are so obedient and honest, why are they not good soldiers?"

Wang Pu’s old eyes are really not simple.

"Although the Indians do not lack good soldiers, they actually lack generals who can lead the battle!"

Ye Hua is really not a third brother... He also has a brilliant history. He participated in World War I and World War II. He fought with the Germans in the rain of bullets on the European continent, fought against Italy, and fought against the famous desert fox... Although he lost more and won less, the third brother is also proud. We have truly been to the European battlefield, and other countries are no problem, especially the northern neighbors with Xiaomi and rifles, which are not worth mentioning.

The result was that this insignificant army sent a partial division and border militia, which beat the third brother to the point of being moved. He didn't even say that he was ready to move, and even scared the founding prime minister to death!

Actually, the third brother forgot something. When they fought in Europe, they had a master command. In other words, the third brother acted as a cannon fodder, letting them take the lead and command themselves. It would be strange if they could win!

"Marty, after all, it is the corruption and incompetence of the upper class of Tianzhu! Tianzhu is also a big country with a vast territory and a large population, which is similar to us!"

Wang Pu sighed and said earnestly: "I am living in the near future. I will soon go to see the late emperor. Where should the Great Zhou go? The Marquis must think about it! I am really afraid that one day we will fall into depravity, break into pieces, and become like Tianzhu... It is easy to conquer the country, but it is difficult to defend the country! Marquis, this burden like Mount Tai is on your shoulders alone!"

Wang Pu reached out and grabbed Ye Hua's arm, shook it hard twice, and his turbid old eyes emitted a wise light, "Mr. Marquis, you have made a lot of layouts over the years, and I can see... But so far, I think your layout seems to be a mess, but there is a power to control the overall situation. With your prestige and ability, you can naturally control the overall situation. Yes, but everyone has a day of old and a day of confusion. Do you think it?"

Ye Hua smiled, "Old husband, I have indeed thought about this. Don't worry, there will be a solution!"

Ye Hua didn't say much, but he had a plan in his mind... So far, all strata of the parliament were marching and combining with each other. Where there were people, there would be a world of martial arts and bloodshed above the world, and there would be a struggle for power.

The best way is to establish a strong organization that can stand on a relatively objective and fair standpoint, select talents, mediate conflicts, find the right direction, and bring the Great Zhou to a better situation.

Perhaps this is the last thing Ye Hua wants to do.

However, before doing this, he had another task, which was to make the Great Zhou big enough and accumulate a wealth of wealth, even if his descendants were not worthy of their descendants, he would not be defeated.

Ye Hua turned his attention to the Western Regions again. Instead of taking others, he pulled out his son Ye Xi. This kid is almost twenty years old, looks good, has good homework, and has received a lot of praise, but no one knows how many pounds he really has, and doesn't take him out for a walk.

Ye Hua rode on the horse, and his son was half a position worse than him.

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you go to the Western Regions for your father?"

Ye Xi smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to see Uncle Yang." He was talking about Yang Ye. Since the end of the Western Regions War, Yang Ye has been staying in the Western Regions. It has been more than ten years since his fingers.

The last time he went to Beijing to report his work, Ye Hua happened to go to Jinling and didn’t even see him. I really miss him!

"Yang Ye is loyal and diligent, and is indeed an example of the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty... What I asked is, what should I do when I see your Uncle Yang?"

Ye Xi scratched his head and suddenly said, "I think it's not a good thing... Dad, you won't be ready to march into the Dashi, right? I remember this is the last wish of the late emperor. My father must fulfill it for the late emperor!"

Ye Hua chuckled and said, "Entering the Great Food is the next step, and the key now is Tianzhu!"

"Tianzhu?" Ye Xi scratched his head. Didn't Tianzhu be settled by Zhao Kuangyin? Could it be that my father was worried and wanted to let Yang Ye send troops from the Western Regions to restrain the Turks and reduce the pressure on Uncle Zhao?

No, absolutely not!

Ye Xi shook his head hard. Such a conscientious thing was not something his father could drive out!

The little guy's eyes were circling, and he suddenly slapped his horse's butt. The war horse hurt and ran far away. Ye Xi tried his best to hold the war horse and circled it back to his father. Seeing his father's dark face, he immediately said: "Dad, are you going to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf?"

Ye Hua refused to comment, "Continue talking!"

Ye Xi seemed to be encouraged, "Dad, you want to drive away more Turkic tribes into India... The people in India will give us more slaves when they are under pressure, right?"

Ye Hua sneered: "Will things be that simple?"

"Then..." Ye Xi thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Dad, are you planning to fund the Turkic tribe?"

Ye Hua chuckled and said, "Why not? As long as they can afford the price!"

"They are all a group of poor ghosts and desperate people. What price can they afford...not right!" Ye Xi suddenly woke up, "They can still afford to increase their investment. They have... Indians!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yexi's face turned paler.

In the past, he has studied literature, theory, practiced martial arts with Zhao Kuangyin, and finance with my mother... but he has never learned his father's ability. Maybe his father has no ability to teach, right?

The little guy thought of this, but today's short words made the little guy promising, dad is dad!

It’s not that he doesn’t teach, but that he doesn’t use his skills. He can’t pass it lightly by the way!

"Dad... Are you a little too cruel to just kill the people of Tianzhu?"

Ye Hua chuckled and said, "Do you think the Indians shouldn't be cheated?"

"Of course not!" Ye Xi waved his hand quickly, "I just think they may not be honest. If they are seen through...will not be beautiful?"

Ye Hua shook his head, "You are half right! The Indians are indeed not honest! We want to help them stupidly. Will these things be willing to provide us with coolies? Can those millions of people be in place?"

As the saying goes, a pitiful person must have something hateful.

The third brother used his tragic experience to add a lot of jokes to the world... But the third brother is also a brother, and he will never be vague when he can cheat people... For example, the other person's hair bear disintegrates, and the third brother owes a large debt.

Before the collapse of the bear, the ruble was more valuable than the US dollar. After the collapse, the ruble depreciated by tens of thousands of times, almost like waste paper. The third brother immediately made a pile of valuable rubles to pay off his debts and cheated his former benefactor.

So when you cheat your third brother again and again, you don’t need to sympathize with it. It’s called taking blame and taking it upon yourself!

This journey west was the longest time that Ye Xi had been alone with her father after she became an adult.

The little guy went from being skeptical to being overwhelmed by his father's eyes, that's nothing to say!

After they arrived at the city of Khotan, Ye Xi took the initiative to ask for orders from his father.

"Dad, let me go to negotiate with the Turkic tribe!"

"What are you going to talk about?"

"Let them hand over the land in exchange for our guns, cannons and arms." The little guy smiled and said, "This is just the first step. After they get used to firearms and don't know how to build them themselves, they must use Indian slaves to exchange weapons."

Ye Hua smiled and said, "What if Zhao Kuangyin is defeated if he is armed with the Turks like this?"

Ye Xi suddenly laughed loudly, "Dad, are you taking another exam? Uncle Zhao is in charge of our interests in India, and he doesn't care about the lives of the Indians. Why do you work for them? If you can't defeat it, retreat to the south and wait for the opportunity!"

"Hahaha!"

After Ye Xi finished speaking, there was a hearty laughter. Yang Ye walked over with a tiger step. The wind, frost, sand and dust in the Western Regions made Yang Ye much older. His face was dark and red, but when he walked, he was still full of wind. He was worthy of being Yang Wudi!

He bowed to Ye Hua with his fists, smiled and stretched out his thumb, and praised: "Mr. Marquis, congratulations, you have someone to follow!"
Chapter completed!