From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1194

Zhou Yuan stood up slowly.

The others huddled in their chairs, using their feet to push back, and Guan Lu's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Zhou Yuan glanced at everyone and gritted his teeth and said, "Where is Zhang Fei? Where did Zhang Fei go?"

Guan Lu swallowed and said, "That... Lord, Zhang Fei is in the Western Regions..."

Zhou Yuan yelled, "How many people did he spread this to? Do you all know about it?"

Xiong Kuohai said, "Old Zhou, you know that our border guards are very boring and just like to listen to fun. Although Zhang Fei has just left for a few days, I guess the whole northwest knows about it."

Zhou Yuan was silent.

He picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Guan Lu, let the bird deliver a letter to Qu Ling."

"Tell her that this is my order. Not a penny of the money from Longhu Mountain will be given to her, not a penny!"

Zhou Yuan roared, "If Song Shanzi is not satisfied, come to me! I only want him to do one thing! Mess with Ma, or be messed with by Ma."

Everyone was sweating profusely after hearing this.

Three people can make a tiger. Rumors cannot withstand the spread. When everyone knows the rumor, the false can become true.

Zhang Bailong is one, Song Shanzi is another, and they are not serious people.

A teacher must rebel, and a Taoist must be a bodyguard + contractor + sharpshooter.

He has a wide range of interests and hobbies. I let him not only have a wide range, but also a wide range.

After a night of bragging and chatting with old friends, Zhou Yuan set out on his journey again the next morning.

In addition to him and Xiaoying, Guan Lu also followed with a caravan.

They became Shanxi merchants, selling silk and porcelain to be shipped to Yili.

The wind was very strong, Zhou Yuan looked back at Jiayu Pass, and was also full of emotion.

This world's first pass, standing in the desert, is like an old giant, guarding the people of Dajin.

It blocks the wind when the wind comes and the sand when the sand comes. Standing on its great body, you can see the majestic outline of the Qilian Mountains in the distance, emitting sharp light under the sun.

Yes, the soldiers here can see it.

They are integrated with this pass, like a sculpture guarding the civilization behind them.

The desolation of the northwest is constantly concrete, and all the imaginations of this place have become reality.

"The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds."

"The long wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, blowing through Yumen Pass."

"Han went down the Baideng Road, and the Hu peeked into the Qinghai Bay."

"Since ancient times, no one has ever returned from the battlefield."

Zhou Yuan opened his hands, letting the wind and sand fill his face and the west wind into his arms.

Guan Lu couldn't help but say: "My Lord, what a good poem!"

Zhou Yuan said: "The poem is a good poem, but when I really set foot on this land, I can truly feel the temperament here."

"Guan Lu, do you still remember what you said outside the Goryeo Hancheng?"

"We... still have a long way to go!"

Everyone rode forward, and Guan Lu also talked about Gansu Town.

There was also a lot of emotion in his tone.

"My Lord, I actually have a question that I have wanted to ask for a long time."

Zhou Yuan said: "What is the question?"

Guan Lu said: "With the expansion of the opening of the sea, with the gradual rise and prosperity of maritime trade, Ningbo Prefecture, Lin'an Prefecture, Songjiang Prefecture, including Fujian, Guangdong, and even Jinling, Shandong and other places will rise because of the ocean."

"Shenjing, the capital of the world, with all the resources of the country, will never lag behind."

"As for the Central Plains, Huguang, Jiangxi, Sichuan and other places, there are vast arable land and countless people. They can also rely on the one-whip law to gradually rise."

"Each province has its own way to gradually rise according to different circumstances and local conditions. It is nothing more than a specific analysis of specific problems. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "But... what about Gansu?"

"What about Gansu?"

"There are not many people here, and not much arable land. It can't rise with a single whip."

"The coverage of maritime trade is far from here. How can it rise?"

"Gansu Town is an important town in the northwest border. It has sheltered the country from wind and rain and has endured thousands of years of wind and sand. Countless people have sacrificed here and created countless heroic legends..."

"My lord, in the future, when the sea is clear and the river is calm, and the Jin Dynasty rises, will this place still be the most backward place?"

"It's unreasonable, it shouldn't be, it's too unfair."

The wind blew, and his words drifted away, drifting to every corner of the desert.

Zhou Yuan and others continued to move forward.

On horseback, looking at the smoke in the desert, Zhou Yuan pondered for a long time before saying, "You are asking a complex question. The essence of this question is not about fair distribution, but about how to develop a region."

"Such a question cannot be explained to you in one or two sentences. What is needed is a two-way spatial and temporal analysis.Finally came to a more complicated conclusion. "

"So if Gansu wants to prosper, it must first be based on a big direction, that is, the country must be strong."

"Only when the country is strong, there will be no war here, and only peace can bring prosperity."

"So the rise of Dajin is essentially the foundation of Gansu's rise."

"The location here is too special, isn't it?"

Guan Lu thought for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yes, if Gansu Town wants to rise, it must first avoid war."

Zhou Yuan said, "Of course, the special location also has its advantages. When Dajin is strong enough, when foreigners dare not have any covetousness, but only awe, this place can become a window for external interaction."

"Then the Silk Road must pass through Gansu, with merchants and travelers passing through and various ethnic groups blending, this place will naturally become a core area and naturally prosper."

Guan Lu said, "So, the way to rise is essentially to make the country strong, and then there will be policy support, and then the trade route can be opened to make this place rich. ”

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, but it is limited to this era."

"The era of the ocean has arrived. In the next many years, the weight of the ocean will be greater, and Gansu Town will slowly go downhill again."

"This is a stage that economic development must go through. At that time, this place needs to rely on soft power to develop, cultural support, characteristics, and means to attract population."

"Decades, hundreds of years, one stage has passed, and a new stage has come. When the ocean becomes less important, this place will rise again."

Guan Lu wondered, "Can the ocean become unimportant?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and pointed to the top of his head, and whispered, "When the sky becomes more important than the ocean, Gansu will have a suction force on the surroundings and return to the core position."

"That's a long time in the future, we are just thinking about it now. "

This time, Guan Lu pondered for a long time.

He finally figured it out and said with a smile: "I understand what the lord means. There is no region that is prosperous forever. Whether it is Gansu Town or other places, they have been leading the trend for hundreds of years, and they all have their own stages of backwardness and prosperity. "

"The construction of a region should be considered from a broader perspective to lower the bottom line and maintain a basic balance. "

Zhou Yuan looked at Guan Lu in surprise and couldn't help saying: "You... you are really a talent. Don't retreat after the war in the future. Do some government affairs. "

Guan Lu scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

He looked at Zhou Yuan and smiled: "Then lord, what about the Western Regions and U-Tsang?"

This question made Zhou Yuan silent directly.

This is a deeper question, but Zhou Yuan has the answer in his heart.