"However, over the years that Deng Bomiao has led the army, it can only be said that he has been quite satisfactory. It is rare to say that he has outstanding achievements. Is he really suitable?"

Feng Junhou first nodded in agreement: "The former general did not do well in leading the army."

Then the conversation changed: "But Fei Shizhong doesn't need to worry. Although the land of Bingzhou is adjacent to the bandit territory, it is separated by the Taihang Mountains. The mountains are dangerous and dangerous. The former general only needs to stick to the mountains to defend the territory."

"Besides, Wang Zijun, the guard general of Longguan, is strong and simple, and has the tactics of a general. There is a general in the Liangzhou army named Liu Minghun, who is good at cavalry. He was originally a Hu'er of the Xiongnu in Bingzhou, and he is familiar with Bingzhou."

"If we have these two people to assist us, why should Bingzhou be worried?"

When Fei Yi heard this, he smiled and said:

"Listening to what the Lord said, it is indeed appropriate."

By this point, the two of them had already had a close conversation.

Fei Yi leaned slightly closer to Feng Junhou and deliberately lowered his voice:

"The prince is stationed in Chang'an and controls the east and west of the river. He has a high and powerful position. However, there are also many people in the army who are more senior than the prince."

"Just like Yang Yi who had disappeared, he was angry and disappeared after hearing that he was unwilling to submit to the king."

"I think, I am afraid that Yang Yi is not the only one who disobeys the prince. Therefore, before Yi Lin left, the emperor once said that if the prince has any difficulties, he can speak out."

Do you want to talk about Wei Yan?

If it hadn't been for Zhang Xiaosi's reminder a few days ago, Feng Junhou might have really wanted to mention Wei Yan.

But at this time, he just raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Fei Yi vaguely.

Then he lowered his eyes, raised his glass and took a sip of tea, and finally shook his head:

"Now that the emperor has given me an edict to temporarily take charge of all matters in Guanzhong, Bingzhou, Hedong and other places, who dares to disobey?"

"Ask the angel to go back and report to the emperor. Although Yong is not talented, he will definitely do his best and will not let thieves take advantage of him."

When Fei Yi heard this, he looked at Feng Junhou seriously.

It was true that he was not being polite, and finally nodded:

"Okay, since the Lord said so, it is not convenient for me to ask any more questions. I wonder if the Lord has other things to explain to someone?"

Feng Junhou thought for a while and shook his head: "No more for now."

Fei Yi was afraid that he had forgotten the previous conversation, so he stood up and said:

"In that case, then Yi will say goodbye."

"I'll send it to the attendant."

"I dare not trouble you."

"please."

"Your Majesty, please."

After sending Fei Yi out of the house, Feng Yong subconsciously glanced eastward and thought to himself:

"Wei Yan, Wei Yan, this time, please don't let me down..."

Fei Yi didn't know what Feng Junhou was thinking. After saying goodbye, he walked towards the temporary residence not far from the government office under the protection of the guards.

The war in Guanzhong has subsided for half a year.

As the old capital of the Han Dynasty and the core of Guanzhong, Chang'an has gradually regained some popularity.

This popularity was driven by the caravans coming from Hanzhong.

These caravans either have a deep relationship with Xinghan, or they are risking their lives to make money.

These caravans directly placed the goods at the place that Sima Yi specially opened up for designated trading.

Although the connection with Kanto has not yet been restored, the caravan originally had the intention of exploring the road.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the goods were put out, someone would come after hearing the news.

"Can I change this?"

Liu Bao, the left commander of the Xiongnu and Liu Hun's uncle, took a few bills and handed them to the stall.

The weather has gotten warmer, and the people in the caravan saw that the barbarian in front of them was still wearing a thick sweater.

The sweater was gray and black, and some places were still shining with oil under the sunlight.

At the moment I felt a little disdainful.

I just saw that the amount of money in this person's hand was quite large, but he had a professional smile on his face:

"Of course, I wonder what you want?"

"this."

Liu Bao pointed to the blankets piled on the ground.

This was used by the caravans to wrap themselves up and sleep overnight when they were crossing the Qinling Mountains.

Liu Bao shook the bills in his hand again:

"Can you buy them all?"

Is this... the wronged person knocking on the door to give you money?

Several guys in the caravan exchanged glances, and someone stretched out his hand:

"This guest, can you let me see this ticket?"

The number of people who want to make counterfeit bills is unknown, but there is no one who can make exactly the same bills in recent years.

Nanxiang's papermaking skills are unparalleled in the world, and no one else can produce paper of the same quality.

Not to mention the raw materials and ink used to make the notes are completely top secret.

But just in case, the caravan still stayed cautious.

Liu Bao handed them all over generously.

He still has a big stack anyway.

See, touch and smell, no problem.

Inviting the stewards in the caravan who specialize in identifying authenticity and counterfeiting also found no problem.

"Does the customer want to use these tickets to buy our blankets?"

The steward held the note tightly in his hand and smiled broadly.

"right."

"The customer is really discerning. To be honest, these blankets are woven by senior female workers from Liangzhou using the finest wool and the best looms."

The steward raised his thumbs up and praised:

"This blanket is not only thick, but also very durable. You can wear it to keep warm during the day and sleep in it at night."

"I see that the guests are dressed in extraordinary clothes. I thought it would be very honorable to lay such a blanket at home or in the tent..."

The manager kept talking.

Although Liu Bao had seen woolen materials, they were sold to them by the Guandong family with a few odd bits added.

And it’s still the most inferior kind.

Even the most inferior ones can only be afforded by big bosses.

After following the army into Guanzhong, the woolen materials in the army were much more exquisite than what he had seen before.

But those were military supplies, and each item was registered. He couldn't buy them even if he wanted to.

When the caravan entered Chang'an, Liu Bao thought of General Guan's boldness in throwing out the stack of notes. He was in the mood to give it a try, but he didn't expect that he could actually get such fine wool.

In surprise, he pointed to the pile of blankets:

"All sold?"

The steward waved his hand boldly: "Just think of making friends and sell them all!"

Liu Bao certainly knew that the notes he had on hand were valuable. After all, at the beginning, there were still people in the Yi Congjun who were willing to exchange their spare weapons for notes.

But he really didn't expect that this note was so magical that even people he had never met were willing to exchange good things for the note.

"Where's this candy?"

"Worth a ticket."

"Is there any wine?"

"What kind of wine does the guest want? We have spirits, mead, and peach wine here for you to choose from."

"I want it all."
Chapter completed!