With him taking the lead, Gu Yun finally had a reaction. He unhurriedly replied: "Yao Chong Ze and Old Zhong's deputy general will be able to deal with it for the time being, but it seems that Master Yao will have to serve as the governor of Liangjiang until the end. Yang Rong Gui has only been out of action for less than half a year, it has taken a lot of effort to stabilize again…"

The latter part, it was inconvenient for Gu Yun to say aloud in front of the generals. The situation in Jiangbei was not easy to stabilize. The refugees, businessmen, and local officials had just returned to their places. The factories in many areas had just been built, and the people's houses had not even warmed up yet.

But Yan Wang just resigned recently. Who would take over the Jiangbei Canal Office?

Was there going to be a bloody struggle for power once again, or would all previous efforts vanish in the fire?

Some people were not born in the right time, some people did not die at the right time. General Zhong's death was not at the right time.

Gu Yun said, "I have to go and take a look at that side, over here…"

Cai Fen hurriedly said, "General He and General Shen are both here. Marshal can rest assured that there will be no trouble in the Northern Frontier."

Gu Yun nodded and asked his guards to pack up while he quickly spread out his pen and paper and wrote reports for the court.

First, he had to send someone to deliver letters, and to hand over the military affairs, busy until the lights were all lit, but Gu Yun still pulled Shen Yi over to instruct: "Jia Lai Ying Huo this man, most of his time as a young man, he was ferocious, and a small part of the time, he was a mad dog. This time the Eighteen Tribes are in disorder, I'm afraid if it isn't well taken care of, there will be consequences, do you understand?"

Shen Yi nodded: "The barbarians will cease to exist from now on."

From the days heaven and earth were created, how many lineages had been annihilated in the vast expanse of time, due to natural disasters, or wars, or the assimilation of blood in the long intermarriage... some had crumbled, some were blown by the wind, some were earth shattering, then quietly disappeared.

Shen Yi finally understood the feelings in Chi Ku Yo's song in the prison that day, the barbarians were moving towards the end — no matter how they struggled, they were still pushed forward by an invisible hand.

Today were the barbarians, but if the capital city was taken over that year, maybe the one at the end of their road would become Great Liang.