Talent.

At this moment, Ying Fei was irritable. Looking out the window, his eyes are like torches. Yan Xiang is leaving, and the governor of the capital is vacant, which is a big problem.

Good at internal affairs, such talents. Considering the three kingdoms for decades, I can't pick out a few.

And Dunhuang County is too remote. The Central Plains is prosperous, and there are many talents, and Ying Fei can't ask for them at all.

At this moment, Ying Fei finally faced herself.

Leading the charge can be a handsome, not a general. Sitting on one side, you can be a king but not an official. It can formulate major policies and lead the direction of the world. However, he has no experience in implementation.

Yan Xiang left, and Pang Rou headed towards Luoyang. The entire huge Dunhuang County can be a long history, just Guo Jia's ears.

"Hey."

He shook his head, sighed, and gave up. Guo Jia is a military advisor and cannot be moved. In addition, it is recorded in history that Guo Jia was weak and often took Wushisan.

Before Chibi, during the expedition to Wuheng, he died halfway. Such a genius, a peerless genius, died so young.

Even Luo Guanzhong, who supported Liu and Cao, said: "The pillars of the Central Plains are tilting."

Guo Jia is not taking it at the moment, but his health is not good. It is enough to serve as a military advisor, and Ying Fei does not want him to work too hard.

Thinking about it, there is no way.

Ying Fei's eyes flickered, and a trace of light flashed in them, and she muttered to herself.

"With its lord and both."

He had no choice, at this moment he was extremely eager for Xu Shu. As long as Xu Shu is here, all these problems will be solved.

Xu Shu, in this Three Kingdoms period, is a rare all-rounder, very amazing. He is not only a first-rate commander, a second-rate strategist, but also a third-rate politician.

Throughout the history of the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao, Xu Shu, Zhou Yu, Lu Xun, Deng Ai, these are the peerless talents who can conquer the world and govern the country.

Ying Fei had no choice but to take the position of Changshi.

……

The sky is clear, and the entire Dunhuang County is full of prosperity. The pressure was like a mountain, and he decided to go out for a walk. Ying Fei walked through the crowd, and a ripple appeared in her heart.

It's not about distraction, it's not about stress.

Just to diverge in thinking and take a serious look at this piece of heaven and earth, this piece of city. This is his territory, his inheritance.

"Bong-hyo."

"Childe."

Ying Fei smiled and was noncommittal about Guo Jia's title. Childe, this is an honorific title. It is also a symbol of family status.

At this moment, he is worthy of the word son, and son is not worthy of him.

"In this huge mountain and river, every drop of sweat is shed by us, and we should guard it."

The sun rises and the sun sets. This kind of life is dull and long. For a moment, Ying Fei was in a trance. Such a life, with him, is simply two extremes.

One busy, one idle. One is on the verge of life and death, gaining fame. One is constantly working in the fields, begging for food and clothing for a family of three.

"Heaven and earth are open, and all things are divided. Life is born with virtue, and death is different. It's self-determined by the saints. ”

Guo Jia felt the change in mood, and said it one by one. He came from a poor family and was criticized since he was a child. I yearn for the world and show what I have learned.

At this time, the Central Plains culture. It was too affected by Dong Zhongshu. There is no intention to expand the territory at all, and the blood and bravery of the Central Plains people are fading.

What Ying Fei has to do is to wake up the people of the Central Plains, the madness in their bones.

Wherever the sword and horse go, it is my territory.

At that time, lead millions of heroes and look at the world. Starting from the land of the Central Plains, with the prosperity of the Central Plains. Fight a tough battle.

The docile people of the Central Plains for a long time, the Yellow River civilization that has been dormant on the ground. It will also let out an earth-shattering roar, revealing its shiny fangs and sweeping the whole world.

The Huaxia people should also go crazy. Lead an army of millions and be a road roller. Starting from the Central Plains and Kyushu, overwhelming the Eight Wilderness*, in the sun-shining land, the Great Qin Black Dragon Banner was planted.

Conquer a place, destroy its temples, cut off its faith, and destroy its culture. Subsequently, Confucian scholars were organized to go out of Yangguan to educate.

The culture of the Central Plains is only taught to Confucianism. Let it be clear about the way of the monarch and the minister, and argue the three outlines and five constants. KitKat lewd skills are strictly prohibited. The world's books, the first tune of loyalty, take Chinese Kyushu as the holy land, and lead it to yearn for it.

At the same time, revise the law. Clearly stipulate that the Qin people are privileged. All the races in the world are inferior to them, forming an extremely obvious contrast.

Establish a meritorious service system, and only those with great merit can apply to join the Qin clan. Once formed, this honor will be ingrained in the soul and passed on from generation to generation.

More women of all races in the world, to give great merit. In this way, within three generations, the world is all Qin. At that time, everyone will be dressed in Central Plains costumes and speak Qin. The belief is the same, and the Qin is proud.

"Whew."

Exhaled a breath, Yingfei's eyes swelled, and her cheeks flushed slightly. The picture in my mind is too exciting.

According to his strategy, and as seen by later generations, this strategy is feasible. Once it is successful, although the world is vast, it is dominated by Qin.

It was an atrocity, once unleashed. There will be countless civilizations and countless genocides.

For the sake of Daqin, everything is not spared. Ying Fei, with monstrous confidence in her eyes.

As long as you engrave it into the decree yourself, put it in the ancestral teachings. At the same time, the seven continents are hand-drawn. All of this will be achieved one day.

"Childe."

Ying Fei, who fell into extreme lust and lewdness, looked dull, and a trace of saliva appeared at the corner of her mouth. In Dunhuang City, such blatant is obviously immoral.

"Uh."

When he came back to his senses, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Fengxiao, what's the matter?"

Guo Jia's eyes flashed, and he put his incomprehension in the bottom of his heart. Pointing ahead, he said: "Under the rule of Dunhuang County, one county and six counties, plus four counties of Loulan County, there are 350,000 people under its jurisdiction."

"There is an army of thirty-five thousand, ten to one." Guo Jia's eyes shrank, and his tone was rarely solemn. Facing Ying Fei, he said: "The ratio of militia is less than fifteen to one, which means that the army is exhausted."

Zeng said: "Those who are unprepared are injured, and those who are poor are killed." Moreover, there are many different races in our army, and the only pure Han in it are Wei Wushu and heavy cavalry. ”

"Hmm."

Ying Fei was speechless when she heard this, and her expression was difficult to understand. Guo Jia's words are very reasonable, and they point directly to the heart. He still remembered a sentence from the biography of the Marquis of Pingjin.

"Qin Gui is the Son of Heaven, rich in the world, extinct in the world, and the scourge of poor soldiers."

And that's not the biggest problem right now. The plundering of the Western Regions is enough to support Yingfei's great slaughter for five years, but it is impossible to talk about reckless force.

And the ratio of Han to different forces, the gap is too big. This has become the most worrying issue for Ying Fei and others. Once there is a change in the world, he can only bring the Han army into the Central Plains.

After a pause, Ying Fei sighed and said, "When the people are moved, they will be recruited immediately, and the Iron Eagle Warriors will be selected based on Wei Wushu."

At this moment, Ying Fei was a little overwhelmed. Iron Eagle Sharps, they dare to speak out. Fang is willful and lewd, and his heart is bold.

Ying Fei's eyes shot a sharp edge, pointing to the blue sky, and said.

"Fei has a dream, under the blue sky, all my land."