Li Guang met with himself in Dunhuang County and fought side by side with the wars, whether it was dangerous or the warm farewell of wine and warm words, and scenes passed by, as if they were in front of him.

However, many things are just temporary. In just a few months, the state of the border has undergone tremendous changes. Now, Han Anguo is very worried when he thinks about it.

The horses and sheep he grabbed from the Huns were robbed back, and the Huns were showing off their power was really abominable.

In a military tent in the county,

Han Anguo's unwillingness prompted him to carefully review the few classics in the local area, and carefully study every detail of Li Mu's garrison at that time. Because of that generation of famous generals, he also had the experience of serving as the commander of the Northern Territory.

When he was transferred to the frontier as the prefect, the late emperor probably thought that he had made contributions to the King of Liang and was concerned about assisting the King of Liang, so he would use his frontier as an official. Whenever he thought about it, Han Anguo didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

However, since Zi had no intention of transferring him back to the capital today and fully trusting him, Han Anguo would have been at ease to guard this conflicting place.

After reading the classics and trying to think about it, his first move was to strengthen the city wall outside the city and improve this barrier. He also recruited strong men and trained heavily.

Of course, Han Anguo was very strict in training. In a few years, the soldiers recruited were already very familiar with the battle formation.

It was a breeze summer day. The Huns' small army invaded, and they came again unwillingly. After Han Anguo found out the news of the wind, he directly led his troops to block the attack, fought with them, and wiped out the enemy troops on the frontier.

The local people soon learned about the achievements of the county magistrate. Under the leadership of the county magistrates from all sides, they brought lamb wine to reward the army, praising Han Anguo's good military management.

That night, under the clear moonlight, Han Anguo wrote a brief summary of the troops stationed in the press, and combined with his statements of his minor military achievements, he sent them to Chang'an City.

Not long after, Liu Che's edict was sent in a hurry. The letter praised him very much, saying that he was just like Li Guang, and he was a model for the border counties and was exempted from the one-year tax of Dunhuang County.

That night, he sat alone in the tent, refused to fall asleep, and was filled with joy in his chest, unwilling to let go of his feelings for a long time, gently stroked his tiger-head hat.

The tiger-headed hat was given to him by Liu Che nearly ten years ago. He has always kept it. Whenever he feels the great grace of the emperor, he will take it out to watch it and express his respect.

But no one expected that a few days later, a piece of information obtained from a detailed investigation made Han Anguo, who had been through dozens of battles over the past few years, indirectly change his view of the situation at this time and change his thinking.

This information says that for some reason, the Huns had gone far away and disappeared in the vast desert with sadness. Perhaps there was no trace of the Huns' army on the border for a long time.

In the small town about 200 miles away from the city wall, there is a prosperous scene of the Han people barking with the people of the Western Regions every day. Occasionally, the Xiongnu herders came here to exchange goods. Han Anguo just smiled and followed them. He had no need to fight again...

In the blink of an eye, autumn came as scheduled. The barren fields that had been cultivated in spring played a role in sweat at this time. Now they are floating in the tempting fragrance of wheat for farmers.

The tired and long ears of grain were bent over, hanging on their yellow heads. As the autumn wind blew, golden waves began to roll, which caused anxious farmers to form a group to harvest wheat, which was very lively.

Although Han Anguo did not have the unparalleled poetry of Sima Xiangru, when he led the army to practice and walked through the busy mountain village and border town on the way, the uncontrollable joy would always fly up to his eyebrows involuntarily.

He looked at the endless Jiahe, and had an imagination, looking forward to what kind of joy would be when His Majesty visited Dunhuang one day?

From time to time, from time to time, the loud singing of farmers as they worked hard to harvest crops came from the hillside, vaguely and happily playing in the tide.

...

In the past few days, every time after the morning court ended, Liu Che would check the classics in Xuanshi Hall and read the past files. Whether it was Jia Yi's "Public Security Policy" or Chao Cuo's "Plan for Reducing the Void", he had read it many times.

The two of them were wise to be vigilant about the vassal states. Their views on reducing the vassal states were also profound. But the problem was also placed before Liu Che, because their countermeasures did not really work, but instead caused everyone to suffer misfortune.

Jia Yi was exiled to Changsha and died in a foreign land. Chao Cuo was even more miserable. He was directly beheaded in the East City of Chang'an at the critical moment of the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion.

They made the wrong move at the beginning, so naturally they didn't start well. Liu Che raised the pen in his hand, wrote a word on the paper, put it down, tore the paper in half, and tear it again, and it turned into four and a half. After several consecutive times, he finally stopped tearing it up, but the word had already been divided into dozens of pieces.

He seemed to be holding a handful of paper, but divided fiefs, shining with cold light, but no sharp edge or lethality.

However, since he ascended the throne in the first year of Jianyuan, he has never hesitated like this. Although he had an idea about the order to sue the enthrone, he didn't know if this was the right time.

At this time, Bao Sang approached and reported: "Your Majesty, Master Yan asks for a meeting!"

"Hurry up! He came at the right time!" Liu Che said with a smile.

That's right, from the past few months from the summer to autumn, Liu Che had already recruited his father Yan to Chang'an City, but he had no time to see him at that time. Today, he finally got idle, so he naturally had to confirm with him and then consider whether to issue the order to redeem the grace.

Not long after, the master Yan carefully entered the hall.

This scholar from Linzi retains the height of his ancestors and has the strength and pride of a person from all over the world.

In his early years, he wanted to be a study abroad man, just like Zhang Yi and Su Qin who admired him.

The master, who was full of knowledge, could never resist the temptation of a single official and half of his position. He once cursed God without eyes and let him wander to Jiugao, and the opportunity came to him at this moment and brought him to Chang'an City.

"I heard that you don't advocate going to war with the Huns now. I wonder if this matter is true?" Liu Che glanced at him and smiled.

He habitually regarded Liu Che's laughter as ulterior motives, but soon he put aside this idea because to the emperor, he was too insignificant and not worth Liu Che's other thoughts.

"The Cao people do have this claim, but the Cao people have reason and evidence. I hope Your Majesty will understand clearly!"
Chapter completed!