After a few years in the future, when the Silk Road was completed, Great Liang’s inland commercial road would be fully opened. Loads of silver from overseas would be able to flow into Great Liang, allowing the country some room to breathe. When that time came, not only would they send troops, but they would also adjust the passage to the Southern Frontier, tightening the control of this territory that was far away from the emperor. Only with these two approaches being carried out at the same time could they completely clean up this problem.

Unfortunately, except for himself, other people did not seem to want to understand these problems.

In fact, it wasn't that they didn't understand it. It was just that in their eyes, the Drumming Order and flattering His Majesty to boost their wealth in the future was much more important.

On the road, Gu Yun had been thinking of various ways to protect Fu Zhi Cheng. He had quietly and deliberately sent a letter to inform him. Unexpectedly, the man decided to do something like this.

Which kind of bandit would bring along their entire nest, raising their flag and beating their drum, making it clear to the other party who exactly they were?

Attempting to rob from the envoy of the Imperial Court, this was no different than rebellion.

In these few years, Chang Geng had been mixing in with the common folk, traveling all four sides. He had long been knowledgeable about the people's livelihood in the current situation. After a little thought, the cause and effect had become clear to him. He looked at Gu Yun's expression and whispered: "Yifu, I think this might not be General Fu's doing."

Gu Yun coldly replied: "Nonsense, Fu Zhi Cheng isn't this foolish."

These bandits were an illiterate bunch, it would be quite a challenge to be able to find someone who could read and count - all these mountains might have had to share one person to do the accounting work. Perhaps they were able to catch a few vague rumors from somewhere, then decided to close in on them with the purpose of scouting while displaying their might at the same time, then, later on, they could show their merits to Fu Zhi Cheng.

Up high, a bandit was waving a simple tong hou, shouting towards the foot of the mountain to Gu Yun's group of people: "Who are you, state your name!"

Beside him, Shen Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry, pulling an arrow from behind him: "Grand Marshal?"

Gu Yun: "Shoot him down."

The arrow in Shen Yi's hand was released almost at the same time as Gu Yun's order. Like piercing through bamboo, he directly hit the bandit holding the tong hou. A bird cried out and flew up in the sky, its sharp voice echoing throughout the valley.

The whole mountain was fired up.