The carriage slowly arrived at the border of Su State, which was the second to last country before entering Ningguo.
Zhang Quan stood on the carriage, with flags waving in front of him. This scene had been played out again and again, but Zhang Quan never got tired of watching it.
The fluttering flags extended all the way to the Great Border Wall. The border guard was waiting in the middle of the road, quietly waiting for Zhang Quan to approach, ready to lead Zhang Quan's horse.
But although Zhang Quan was proud, he knew that there were some things he could not do, such as letting the general lead the horse.
Zhang Quan jumped off the carriage skillfully and with great trepidation, walked side by side with the general, told a few anecdotes and small stories, and brought the two sides closer together.
After a few words, the general of the Su Kingdom came to the point, "Mr. Zhang, I heard you say that military supplies can be handed over to merchants or third parties. This method is very attractive, but we are still a little worried. After all, our countries are not capitalist, and there are no pure merchants in the country. Many so-called merchants are attached to the aristocracy. If we use such a method, I am afraid the consequences will be unpredictable."
Zhang Quan said calmly: "Is this a question from the general or from His Majesty?"
"Oh? What if I ask you in private?"
Zhang Quan remained calm and said, "If the general is asking me this in private, I can only say: How can you know if it won't work if you don't try it?"
"What if it is your Majesty who asks?"
"Then I can only meet His Majesty in person. Because I don't want to lie to the general."
"Haha... Mr. Zhang's words made Su Meng ashamed. Sir, please."
After entering the border, they saw thousands of people sweeping the streets, busy people as far as the eye could see. After seeing Zhang Quan and Ning Xiaolan's motorcade enter the checkpoint, the people along the way immediately left the road and stood along the main road.
When Zhang Quan walked out of the checkpoint and onto the main road, the people shouted one after another: "Welcome, sir."
"Welcome sir."
"Welcome sir."…
The sound of the vast **** extended to the distance one after another.
Zhang Quan held his head high and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling excited. The road ahead was not cleared by magic, but was completely cleared by the people bit by bit.
In this area influenced by Confucianism, everyone believes in one truth: being able to use magic but not using it is the greatest respect.
With the power of the people, a road was cleared from the border to the imperial capital, covering a distance of nearly two thousand miles.
"This is my road!" Zhang Quan was excited. But the next moment, he sighed, "General, I appreciate your country's enthusiasm. But I feel a little sorry for mobilizing so many troops."
Su Meng smiled, "Sir, these people came here on their own initiative. In fact, not only in our Su country, but also in the Langya country behind us, people from all over the country, regardless of gender, age or status, are ready to sweep the streets and wait for you, sir."
"Ah..." Zhang Quan was a little surprised. He thought these people were "organized" to come here. But were they really spontaneous? Zhang Quan didn't believe it. But now that they said it was voluntary, Zhang Quan took it seriously.
"This... really makes Zhang Quan panic. How can Zhang Quan deserve such kindness from the people?"