I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 498: Marquis Zhongshun! Liu Bei throws his son!

The fate of the five hundred remaining soldiers of Shen Ce and Tian Ce had actually been determined long ago.

Will definitely die.

Shangguan Ding's people will not miss this opportunity to take advantage of the situation and strike another blow against the emperor's power and divinity.

But to Emperor Taikang, these mere 500 remaining soldiers were too insignificant in the overall situation, and it was not worth it for him to put aside his dignity as an emperor and fight for these remnants of the defeated army.

You see, this is the superior.

When you lose your own value, it is only natural that you become an outcast or even bear a bad reputation.

The reason why Han Shao had already anticipated such an outcome was simple.

Because he is also a superior.

It’s just that most of the time he doesn’t have the scruples of those who have been in high positions for a long time, and he has a little more humanity and human feelings.

As for Gongye Jin——

It looks like he can't die.

The so-called imprisonment is a punishment but also a protection.

When the time is right one day, maybe I can make a comeback by making amends for my crimes.

I just don’t know what Gongye Jin thinks of the 500 remaining soldiers under his command who escaped death with him?
Angry? Unwilling? Feeling wronged for them?
Or are you totally indifferent?
Han Shao felt that the last one was more likely.

After all, unlike Gongsun Du, Gongye Jin, who is known as a Confucian general, is actually more like a group from the next world - players.

In the eyes of players, all NPCs are just puppets or pieces of data that they can sacrifice at will in order to achieve certain goals.

Even if there will be some emotion, it is just regret for the loss of one's own strength and resources.

The same goes for Gongye Jin.

He had already lost a hundred thousand imperial guards and cavalry, so why would he have any extra emotions towards these mere five hundred remaining soldiers?
These were what Han Shao thought when he received the news from the Divine Capital.

However, he was too lazy and couldn't care about those trivial things far away in the capital, so he stepped out of Zhenliao City as soon as he received the secret letter.

When it reappeared, it had become the devil's den that countless people in Youzhou had once known - Wuhuan Dragon City.

Han Shao was high up in the sky, looking down.

What he saw was that this grassland city, which had been ravaged and trampled by his subordinates many times, had not only regained its former prosperity and bustle, but was even showing signs of far surpassing its past.

Looking at the Yong merchants who were gradually gaining some influence, Han Shao smiled.

There are always adventurers in this world who are willing to take risks in order to gain wealth and fame.

Now that the grassland has been initially settled, the first ones to go deep into it and reach Dragon City are not the wealthy families with long histories, but the merchants with small businesses.

Han Shao admired their courage and bravery, and decided to encourage this courage and bravery.

So when several figures who had sensed his presence came to Gao Tian to greet him, Han Shao interrupted them and started to greet him.

He then pointed downwards and gave instructions directly to the ancestor of the Chen family.

"Give them some convenience appropriately and provide them with certain support when necessary."

Having said that, he thought for a moment and then said again.

“You can try to set up one or two examples first.”

The ancestor of the Chen family, who was arranged by Han Shao to guard Longcheng, naturally understood Han Shao's words completely.

Forcibly relocating people to the border by government decree and changing the population structure of the grasslands did produce quick results.

But such means are too brutal and wasteful.

It is better to use benefits to benefit others and do it silently.

Just imagine, when those small families and small businesses suddenly became rich after a trip to the grassland, who wouldn’t be tempted?

What he had to do now was to select a good model for Han Shao.

Let some people get rich first, and then attract more people to follow.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will make the arrangements later."

Han Shao nodded slightly when he heard this.

His gaze immediately fell on Lu Yan, whom he hadn't seen for some time.

"Lu Yan."

"The general is here!"

This response was obviously a little excited.

Han Shao gave him a slightly soothing look and said.

"If you have nothing to do on weekdays, you can take your men out for a walk from time to time."

Han Shao said this, fearing that Lu Yan would not be able to understand what he meant, so he simply spoke directly.

"Forget it—Lü Yan, listen to my orders!"

"From today on, your only mission, besides guarding Dragon City, is to suppress bandits!"

"I don't care about your process or how you do it!"

"I will only give you one year! After one year, I want to see a grassland without bandits! Can you do it?"

What is the biggest risk for grassland merchants?
Safe! Safe! Safe again!

Not to mention the professional horse bandits on the grassland who come and go like the wind.

The tribes along the way will be hospitable if your caravan is strong.

But if you are not strong enough, I'm sorry.

They can play the role of horse bandits just by holding a knife!
So in a sense, these Yong merchants who are able to appear in Longcheng and in front of Han Shao are already the best who have gone through a round of screening.

The rest...

In these thousands of miles of vast grasslands and endless green grass fields, where are there no bones buried?

Feeling the murderous intent in Han Shao's words, Lu Yan couldn't help but become more excited.

He was ordered to lead troops to guard Longcheng. For the sake of safety, he hardly dared to leave for the past six months.

Now with Han Shao's military order, the original concerns and shackles in my heart have been completely removed. How can I not be happy?

So he bowed quickly and responded.

"Yes! Don't worry, my lord. I know what to do!"

After all, he was the person closest to Han Shao. Even if he was a pig, he would have learned some of Han Shao's style through being influenced by him.

Suppress bandits?

Isn't it just murder?

Today, in this vast Youbei grassland, can anyone be more professional than them?
Oh no.

There is.

Han Shao suddenly thought of the story of Kublai Khan leading the Han army to attack the grassland royal court. His eyes narrowed for a while and then he said.

"I will ask the Helian tribe to assist you in this matter later."

"They are more familiar with this grassland than you are."

Come to think of it, Han Shao really hasn't taken care of Helian Zhang and his son for a long time.

Before, whether it was the bloody battles in Guanjun and Langju cities or the Northern Expedition, Han Shao had not had much use for them.

Now we can make full use of it.

Apart from anything else, who else knows this grassland better than them who have lived here for generations?
With them leading the way, if the bandits cannot be wiped out, it must not be the problem of Lu Yan, Han Shao's confidant.

It must be that your Helian tribe is deliberately covering up for him!

At that time, even if Lu Yan was careless and lost Jieting, Han Shao would not have to follow Zhuge Liang's example and shed tears while executing Ma Su.

It not only saved his face and prestige, but was also a small way of protecting Lu Yan.

Lu Yan, who had not yet realized Han Shao's love for him, was about to say that he could sweep the grassland without the Helian tribe, but Han Shao glared at him and all his words were rejected.

But he is not stupid after all.

The thought flashed through his mind and he understood what Han Shao meant.

For a moment, his gratitude to His Majesty Han Shao was beyond words.

Facing Lu Yan's somewhat ashamed look, Han Shao snorted coldly and transmitted his message.

"Not stupid at all."

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Lu Yan's embarrassed expression, and finally set his gaze on the current owner of Longcheng, Qiming Khan, and his loyal servant Abaoji.

Han Shao had nothing much to say about Abaoji, who was now the deputy admiral of the Six Gates.

The subsequent suppression of bandits on the grassland was also a test of Han Shao's abilities.

How much effect the six gates in this part of the grassland can play will determine his value in Han Shao's eyes.

If it is useful, use it. If it is useless...

Who would continue to keep a useless dog?
"Did Khan receive the imperial edict from the Divine Capital at the beginning of the year?"

Qiming Khan, the former Zuo Xian Wang, did not expect that Han Shao would still have the mind to talk nonsense to him at this time. His anxious face dimmed for a moment.

But facing Han Shao's question, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed.

"Got it! Thank you, Your Majesty, for speaking well of me in front of His Majesty the Emperor of Dayong!"

Han Shao heard this and continued to ask with interest. "By the way, I almost forgot, what title did His Majesty give you?"

The Khan title of Qiming can only be used in the grassland.

Since they had surrendered to Dayong, they were brought under its rule.

Dayong would naturally grant him another title according to Dayong's regulations.

It was just a nominal title, so no one would really care about it. Emperor Taikang didn't tell Han Shao, and Han Shao was too lazy to ask.

Now that we are face to face, there is no harm in asking a question.

"Your Majesty, it is the Marquis of Zhongshun. Your Majesty conferred the title of Marquis of Zhongshun on the little Khan."

According to the ancestral system of the Dayong Dynasty, only a member of the Ji family could be king.

So the highest rank he could hold is Chehou.

And Qiming is not Han Shao, so why would it be worth it for Emperor Taikang to spend time and effort to bring back the throne that has disappeared for a long time?
As for the words "loyalty" and "obedience", they are even simpler and more straightforward.

While it's a reminder, it also contains a hint of humiliation and ridicule.

Seeing that Qiming Khan had a bitter smile on his face when he said this, Han Shao also laughed.

"Why? Don't you like this title?"

When Qiming Khan heard this, his face changed and he quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"No, how dare Xiaohan..."

Just as he was about to defend himself, Han Shao suddenly said.

"Khan, behave yourself."

"If you don't like this title, I'll change it for you later."

Change...change one?
Upon hearing Han Shao's words, Qiming Khan was stunned at first, and then his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

But before he could think about these words carefully, Han Shao had already taken a step forward and fell towards the royal palace in the heart of Dragon City below.

At this time, the nobles of Longcheng saw the figures of Qiming Khan and Lu Yan, and after finally confirming the identities of the visitors, they hurried forward one by one.

"The whole Longcheng welcomes His Majesty!"

"I wish you that you can achieve the title of Taiyi as soon as possible, and great success will be in your sight!"

Although the flattery was disgusting and vulgar, Han Shao liked their submissive attitude.

And I hope they will always maintain this awe.

It's a pity that Han Shao was not prepared to give them this face. Facing those enthusiastic smiles and flattering voices, Han Shao ignored them.

The black brocade robe that he usually wore disappeared in the palace.

Seeing this, Lu Yan, who was following closely behind, immediately resumed his old duties and gave orders to his subordinates with a cold face.

"Guard this place well. From now on, anyone who dares to approach will be killed!"

What? You said this is the supreme palace of the Karasuma clan?

Why can't they, the nobles of the royal court, even get close?
You said it very well, and you are right!

But now this place belongs to the Yong people.

Well, to be precise, the real owner of this glorious Dragon City is named Han.

……

He walked through the palaces at a leisurely pace.

Until they reached the outside of a palace, Han Shao's pace, which was not very fast to begin with, slowed down even further, with a hint of hesitation.

He was slow, and the people following him were also slow.

Seeing him slow down his steps, everyone even deliberately slowed down their breathing.

Fahai, who had been sitting cross-legged outside the hall like a guardian, had not yet had the chance to stand up and salute.

The young monk next to him, whose hair had already grown quite long, stood up first and walked to Han Shao, kneeling down and kowtowed respectfully.

"My son Fengxian greets his father!"

Children of this age are different every day.

After not seeing it for half a year, it has grown a bit taller.

Hearing the word "father", Han Shao was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted for a moment before smiling.

"Fengxian has grown up, and I almost couldn't recognize him for a moment."

I have to say that the Buddhist name Fahai, which is bald as a thief, really has some ability.

Shenxiu, Shenxiu.

The boy now does have some good looks.

The half-Buddha, half-demon compassion and bloodlust lingering between his brows added a sense of contradiction between being upright and sinister and evil to this kid.

However, no matter whether it was the Buddha's will or the devil's will, they all melted away like rain and snow in front of Han Shao, and were replaced by the admiring eyes of a son seeing his father.

When Han Shao said this, he had already stepped forward and helped him up.

Then he bent down and brushed away the fine dust between his knees, rubbed his head, and spoke gently.

"From now on, you don't need to perform this kind of ceremony when you see your father unless it is necessary."

"We are just like any other father and son. Kneeling back and forth like this has eliminated all the father-son affection and only left old-fashioned rules. I don't like this."

Young boys of this age are the easiest to coax.

Aren't these sweet words much more appealing than Fahai's old-fashioned teachings?

What's more, this child had lost his entire family, and Ben was in urgent need of making amends, and Han Shao gave him all of this at the right time.

Being so perfect and impeccable, how can Fahai, the master, compare with Han Shao, the father?
Well--

Even if this father is just a fake father and has no sense of responsibility in fulfilling his duties...

"Father...Father!"

Han Shao nodded, his eyes full of kindness.

Then she took Fahai's little hand and thanked him in front of him.

"Master, you have worked hard to teach my son for the past six months."

In this way, Han Shao owed Fahai a small favor.

It can be said that just this one sentence cut off most of Fahai's gratitude to his teacher.

Even though Fahai's Zen mind had long been as solid as a rock, his eyebrows and eyes twitched when he saw this situation.

If he did not have the dignity and self-cultivation of an Arhat from a great Zen temple, he would have jumped up and yelled at him immediately.

"You are such a shameless thief!"

After feeling depressed for a while, Fahai could only swallow this loss and stood up and saluted.

"Da Chan Temple Fahai, greetings to Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, you are too polite. As a teacher, it is Fahai's duty to teach his disciples. I do not deserve your thanks."

The previous sentence mentions the Dachan Temple, telling Han Shao to stop.

The next sentence was directed to Shenxiu and Han Fengxian, the little guys beside Han Shao.

However, in response to Fahai's words, Han Fengxian, whose Buddhist name was Shenxiu, blinked, but his eyes were still on Han Shao.

"Dad, please go check on mom. My brother seems to be about to give birth."

Strictly speaking, the nameless and unnamed Wuhuan Heya is not worthy of being called "mother" of Han Fengxian.

But Han Shao thought about it and still didn't correct it.

On the contrary, facing his words, Han Shao remained calm and composed.

"No hurry, the kid has been in his mother's belly for so long, so a little while longer won't hurt."

"Besides, you are the elder brother. You and I haven't seen each other for a long time. It's all my fault."

"How can a father neglect my son Fengxian for that kid?"

No matter how you put it, Liu Bei's act of throwing his son around seemed cold-blooded.

But from Zhao Yun's perspective, once Adou fell, his life was completely locked up.

Just as Han Shao said this at this moment, Fahai knew that this Buddhist Dharma Protector Vajra, whom he had spent a lot of Buddhist luck to find, would never be of any use to Buddhism in this life!
Sighing in his heart, Fahai said nothing.

He just looked at this human prince with complicated eyes. For the first time, apart from his cultivation, he felt a little bit of fear.

At such an old age, even though Han Fengxian has witnessed the tragedy and cruelty of the world, how can he understand the complexity of the human heart?
Hearing Han Shao's words, he couldn't help but feel emotional, but he didn't know how to express it.

He could only pull Han Shao stubbornly and urge him.

"Father, go see Mother."

“She’s also very good to children.”

When Han Shao heard this, his eyes changed for a moment, and finally he sighed.

"Forget it, forget it, I will listen to you!"

After saying that, he walked quickly.

That's parent-child!
How can I really not be anxious?
……

(End of this chapter)