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Chapter 775: Four kills, layout (five)

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Feng Jin is not so easy to get rid of, he said, "Plan ahead a year in advance, your reason is too perfunctory..."

Wei Ci laughed dumbly, and fluttered out a sentence, "Ci also wants to find a reason not to perfunctory, haven't I found it yet?"

Feng Jin almost fell on his back in anger, but this person even shamelessly admitted it!

Wei Ci's mouth was like a gourd with a sawn mouth. It was so tight that it couldn't contain any useful information.

Feng Jin was ruthless in his heart, and secretly said, Wei Ci will not say anything if he doesn't say it, he will guess by himself.

However, Fengjin came from an aristocratic family. On weekdays, even when he went out, he rode a carriage, accompanied by book boys left and right. His knowledge was broad enough, but his fieldwork experience was slightly lacking. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't guess the real intention, and finally he could only ask Qi Guanrang quietly.

Qi Guanrang was born in the frontier of Dongqing. His father was a barbarian from the northern Xinjiang. He knew more about the northern Xinjiang than Feng Jin.

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

Qi Guanrang listened, pondered for a while, his pupils shrank suddenly, and quickly grabbed Feng Jin's arm.

"You said that the lord asked Zixiao to arrange a caravan to buy sheepskins and rabbitskins in northern Xinjiang?"

When he asked these words, Qi Guanrang's face became a little more ashen.

Feng Jin was taken aback by Qi Guan's move, so he calmed down and asked, "Does Wen Zheng know the master's intention?"

Qi Guan let out a wry smile, and his whole body let out a look of helplessness.

He said in a somber voice, "I guessed a little bit, but I don't know if it's accurate."

When Feng Jin saw Qi Guanrong's reaction, he knew in his heart that it was not easy. He looked around, and even though it was empty, he cautiously invited Qi Guanrong to his house for a detailed discussion. If this matter is related to the entire Maruzhou's strategy towards northern Xinjiang, it can't be said anywhere.

"Wen Zheng don't rush to talk about it, why don't you sit down at Jin's house and discuss the matter in detail."

Qi Guan Rang was not surprised by Feng Jin's actions, this person has always been cautious and self-controlled, even if there were only the two of them around, Feng Jin would not be careless.

When they arrived at Fengjin's mansion, the two went to the study and sent their servants back.

After confirming that it was safe, Feng Jin asked with a serious face, "What did Wen Zheng guess?"

Guan Qi kept the fan in his hand all the year round. Whenever he encountered a major event or was nervous, he always fanned the fan.

It's still cold weather now, and his fan is even colder.

Instead of answering Feng Jin's question directly, he said an old story.

Qi Guanrang said, "Let go of the land around you. The people nearby often make a living by shepherding sheep and cattle. There is a family that raises nearly a hundred sheep and is considered a big family in the village. This family likes to bring their sheep to the foot of the mountain for stocking. 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, huchi huchi fanning the nearby heater, and Feng Jin secretly leaned against the charcoal basin.

"It's not just that there is no grass to eat, those sheep are so hungry that they arch their grass roots out!" Qi Guanrang's face was a little red after saying this, and he was obviously angry, and then he said, "The ancient book has a cloud - the three caves of the sly rabbit, only to avoid Its dead ears. It can be seen that rabbits not only live and eat herbs, but also habitually live in burrows, lurking in burrows during the day and foraging around at night.

After Feng Jin heard this, he vaguely sensed something was wrong.

It's just that he hadn't turned the corner for a while, so he didn't understand why Qi Guanrang's reaction was so intense.

If he thought about the unfavorable route of Northern Xinjiang, combined with Qi Guanrang, a light flashed in Feng Jin's mind, and it suddenly became clear!

"Could it be that the lord and Zixiao want to move the grasslands of northern Xinjiang?"

Feng Jin was surprised for a long time, almost not closing his mouth.

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

Their land is not suitable for cultivation, and they are often entangled with horse teams to loot the border, burn, kill and loot, and do all kinds of evil.

Why did the ancestors of the Qiang Wu clan in the northern Xinjiang become stronger

To put it nicely, the Qiang Wu people are brave and good at fighting, sturdy and fierce, but to put it in a bad way, they are just a bunch of beasts in human skins! Not to mention burning, killing and looting, they also specifically robbed countless Central Plains girls and raised girls in captivity, not only using them as food to satisfy their hunger, but also using them as mobile reproductive machines, using these innocent girls as carriers, forcing them to conceive and have children and expand the population.

In the middle of the troubled times of the Sixteen Kingdoms, the Qiang Wu clan only had a population of 200,000. By the end of the troubled times, they had expanded to more than 3 million!

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

However, although the northern border barbarians are hateful, they have been able to ride horses since they were children, and they are extremely capable of fighting right away.

After the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom, several expeditions to the northern border tried to prevent them from looting every season, but with little success.

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

They can't fight against others, and blocking them is ineffective. After all, it is impossible for them to send a large number of troops to station in this place all the time.

Countless sages are worried about things in northern Xinjiang, and no one has ever thought of directly attacking the pastures in northern Xinjiang.

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

Qi Guan Rang met him, and sent Feng Jin several waves of cold wind with a fan to keep him awake.

"You're too happy too soon!" Guan Rang said decisively, blocking Feng Jin's joy.

Feng Jin wondered, "Why do you say that?"

Qi Guanrang sighed, if this method was really good, why would he be bad at it here

I was as happy as Feng Jin for a long time and didn't know what to do.

"You don't understand... The lord really used this method to attack the northern border. Maybe he could wipe out the entire northern border, but it would only hurt both sides." Jin is a pure Chinese from the Central Plains.

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

Officer Qi let out a long sigh, "That's right, even if you can really destroy Beijiang by this method, you won't be able to please your lord. Although Beijiang is hateful, there are only a few people who do evil. If you destroy the entire grassland, What will the innocent people do then?"

Due to the background of the entire era, Qi Guanrang did not know the concept of grassland degradation and desertification, and he had some vague conjectures.

Even if it was just a little conjecture, he could foresee the disaster that this plan would bring to Northern Xinjiang after it was actually implemented.

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

He lives on the frontier of the northern Xinjiang for a long time, and he hates the brutal behavior of the three tribes in the northern Xinjiang, but he also sympathizes with the misfortune of the innocent herdsmen at the bottom.