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Luo Yong's original official rank was from the seventh rank.
After he was demoted to Changle County, Guazhou as the county magistrate, his rank was reduced to the seventh rank.
It was not much, and he was still the head of a county.
Just fall in love. .
There are not many people who oppose Luo Yong's decision to become the county magistrate.
People in the street also take this as a matter of course.
Is it possible that a person like Lishi Luo Sanlang should be demoted to another place to serve as a county magistrate?
A position like the Chief Secretary is simply an insult to a talented person.
Thinking about it this way, Luo's years of hard work and management have not been in vain.
On the day Luo Yong left the city, many people from Chang'an City came to see him off.
Some of them he knew, and some he didn't.
Most of the people who had learned arithmetic from Luo Yong in the past also came.
Some of these people looked normal, and some looked ashamed.
Luo Yong said goodbye to everyone, and also smiled at a few of them and waved his hands. , got on the donkey cart and left.
"Brother!"
Siniang's loud voice couldn't be more loud.
"Go back, brother, I will write to you in a few days."
Luo Yong reached out of the donkey cart and waved to them.
The girl Qiniang held Si Niang's arm and cried so hard that Luo Yong's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Liu Lang didn't cry.
This boy has become much stronger since he entered school.
Wulang stood there holding Mai Qing Douli'er, touching Mai Qing from time to time, and touching Douli'er from time to time.
From time to time he looked up and looked in the direction Luo Yong left.
Luo Yong smiled at him, waved his hand, and retracted into the car.
Went.
It would be great if I could get my mobile phone out sometime, Luo Yong thought.
It doesn't need to be a smartphone that can take photos and videos, as long as it can make calls.
Thinking about it, I feel that it is very unrealistic.
Instead of thinking that these things are not available, it is better to make achievements in Guazhou earlier and let the emperor transfer him back as soon as possible.
Guazhou, according to later generations, should be considered to be on the Silk Road, but there is no such thing as a Silk Road at the moment.
Even the early prototype of the Silk Road, Chaotianzi Road, has not yet appeared.
At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, although there was trade between the Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions, the current scale of trade was obviously insignificant compared with the prosperity of the Silk Road in later generations.
The famous monk Xuanzang in history had just gone abroad not long ago.
It would still be at least seven or eight years before he could return from his studies.
At this time, the Buddhist culture in the Western Regions had not yet developed much.
Without the Silk Road and the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty, what would Guazhou have now?
I heard that there is the Great Wall of Han Dynasty there.
The Great Wall not only exists as a fortification, it is also an important transportation line and supply line.
Traders often prefer to walk along the Great Wall.
Next to Guazhou is a sandbank.
There are two places on the sandbank that Luo Yong is familiar with, Yangguan and Yumenguan.
"I advise you to drink more wine.
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There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west."
"Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows?
The spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass."
It is these two places.
Fortunately, Luo Yong did not need to leave the customs.
Although Changle County was remote, it was still within Yangguan and Yumenguan.
In Changle County, Guazhou, there are Snow Mountains in the south, the Great Wall of Han Dynasty in the north, sandbanks in the west, Suzhou in the east, and Ganzhou beyond Suzhou.
It is said that this is probably how the name Gansu Province came from in later generations.
Just past Ganzhou is Liangzhou, and Erniang and the others are there.
This time when Luo Yong takes office, he will definitely pass through Liangzhou City.
"What are you thinking about?"
Qiao Junlin asked Luo Yongdao in the car.
"I'm thinking that if we face those Turks, how many blows will you be able to withstand under their hands?"
Luo Yong said with a smile.
Qiao Junlin also came this time, which he had not expected before.
"Of course I can last longer than you."
Qiao Junlin sneered.
"That's not necessarily the case."
The stone in Luo Yong's space hasn't been thrown yet, and he can still resist it at critical moments.
"You'd better rest, the journey is still far away."
Not to mention the dangers that may be encountered along the way, such a long journey alone is enough for Luo Yong to drink a pot, and Qiao Junlin is worried about his small body.
I won't be able to hold on.
This time, Qiao Junlin and Luo Yong went to Changle County, Shazhou to take up their posts.
Qiao Junlin also considered it carefully, and his uncle Hou Lin did not object to his decision.
To put it bluntly, even if you stay in Chang'an City, no matter how many banquets you attend, and no matter how much effort you put into running the business, it will still be extremely difficult to get ahead.
At this moment, it is better to hug Luo Yong tightly.
That's right, even if Luo Yong is now down and out and demoted, for Qiao Junlin, uncle and nephew, he is still one of the few legs around them that they can see and reach.
Of course, this is only a consideration from the perspective of interests.
As for emotions, Qiao Junlin never said anything to Luo Yong, not even the most ordinary words of concern and gratitude, and the same was true for Luo Yong.
It has to be said that the addition of Qiao Junlin made Luo Yong's originally somewhat desolate heart a little more lively.
In addition, traveling with them this time were the three black men who had just come from Lishi County.
Luo Yong did not have any serious servants, but this time he went to Changle County as the county magistrate to take up his post.
He couldn't live without someone to help him.
After much deliberation, he took Apu and the others with him.
At this time, in front of Luo Yong's donkey cart, Apu was in charge of driving the cart, and the other two black men followed behind.
They also had another donkey cart, which contained some dry food and necessary daily necessities.
In this winter, the wind and snow were heavy, and the snow on the road was already very thick.
Luo Yong and the others were not very familiar with the road conditions to the sandbank.
It was easy for accidents to happen if they walked fast, so they did not go there this time.
Choose a carriage.
Moreover, Luo Yong also deliberately wanted to bring Wu Pair with him.
For donkeys like Wu Pair, Chang'an City was still too oppressive after all, and they were not as free as they were in the Western Regions.
The car drove away from Chang'an City.
The further west we walked, the more desolate we saw.
When I stayed in Chang'an City in the past, although there were small houses in the big city and a few rooms built in a large yard with one acre of land, the people in the capital still planted vegetables in their own yards, but compared with the scene in front of me, it was nothing.
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I don’t know how much stronger he is.
Looking at this vast expanse of desolate land, Luo Yong couldn't help but think of the population of Hedong Road that Zou Lizheng had told him before.
The current era, compared with later generations, is indeed an era with a sparse population.
So every time they arrived at a post station or passed a city, they would feel particularly happy.
Even the strangers seemed so kind.
After all, they were at least human beings, right?
About twenty days later, Luo Yong and others crossed the Yellow River in Lanzhou and set foot on the Hexi Corridor.
There were Tubo in the south and Turks in the north.
Between these two powerful forces, the Tang Dynasty occupied this narrow and fertile land.
I recall how sad and reluctant the Huns who originally settled here were when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered Huo Qubing and others to occupy this Hexi Corridor.
"If I lose the Qilian Mountains, my livestock will not thrive.
If I lose the Yan Mountains, my women will lose their color."
But before the Huns, it is said that this land originally belonged to the Yuezhi Kingdom.
This is the case in this era.
It is normal for countries to attack each other.
The Hexi Corridor, sandwiched between Tibet and Turks, is richer than the surrounding areas, but it is also dangerous.
But the danger here seems to have nothing to do with Luo Yong.
In this land, which is said to be very rich but is actually very barren compared to the Central Plains, there are many herdsmen living.
Among the stories passed down orally by these herdsmen, there is the story of Lishi Luo Sanlang and his Sister, the story of using suet to make soap and cashmere to weave clothes.
The herdsmen welcomed Luo Yong's arrival very much.
They brought out the best food to entertain Luo Yong and others, although the food may not be delicious to Luo Yong.
These people did not know the ups and downs in Chang'an City, and they regarded Luo Yong's arrival as the will of the gods.
These words made people happy when they first heard them.
After hearing them a lot, it was easy for them to believe them, but even under such circumstances, Luo Yong did not lose his guard.
Because human beings will never only have a warm and friendly side, whether they come from a farming society or a nomadic people, even when facing messengers sent by their gods, it is the same.
In Luo Yong's view, the so-called religious beliefs were originally woven by people to carry the weaknesses in human nature.
The more trusted and relied upon he is, the more cautious he needs to be.
Luo Yong acted like the most ordinary young man.
When taking a break at the herdsmen gathering place, he would occasionally take five pairs out to practice with the boys in the tribe.
Of course, Luo Yong couldn't beat those young people on the grassland.
Fortunately, those people were relatively gentle on him, but it was always necessary to throw a few dogs and chew the mud.
Qiao Junlin's record was quite good.
Sometimes when they first arrived in a tribe, everyone would come and visit Lishi Luo Sanlang in three circles.
After a short while, they all ran to see Qiao Junlin and them.
The boys in the tribe went to fight.
"I'm not saying that, then Luo Sanlang's body is too weak."
"If it hadn't been for that young man named Qiao, he would have been snatched away by the wolves on the snowy mountains long ago."
"Oh, poor child."
"God is fair.
Since he has given him a smart mind, he will not give him a strong body."
Most nomads admire the strong.
The weak men can neither protect their wives and children when wild beasts arrive, nor can they fight side by side with the warriors of the tribe when foreign enemies invade.
They usually die too quickly.
But everyone was still very tolerant towards Luo Yong, at least they didn't discriminate against him because of his record of defeat in every battle.
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