"Yān Jiāo is in the land of Suōdù? Can you run any further?"
Duanshanyu looked at the letter in her hand, laughing and crying at the same time.
What a piece of work! Isn't Yīn Jiāo supposed to be dead? How did he suddenly end up in Suòdù? Why don't you go to Egypt instead? Get back some pharaoh mummies, the nobles of the British Empire like this kind of thing, and who knows, the nobles of the Great Yin Empire might like it too?
The World of Primordial Chaos does not have Egypt, regardless of whether it's called Suōdù or Tianzhū. In fact, there is influence from various cultures in that area.
At that time, the Emperor of Tianzhu was named Yízōng. It is said that the country had existed for more than five hundred years and there was a year number called Jìngyàn.
As for now? The Bashu region is a desolate wasteland, let alone Suòdù, where the beasts outnumber people.
Deng Chányù handed the letter to Mei Bó and said, "Mei Bó, take a look. Is this the handwriting of Your Highness?"
Mei Bó looked at it twice carefully: "It is indeed the handwriting of Your Highness. The old man would not mistake it."
Yin Jiao wrote a letter from Suòdù to Deng Chanyu from a great distance, what does it mean? Naturally, it's an attempt to persuade her to surrender.
It is said that he obtained the support of the great teacher of Suòdù, and led an army of half a million to attack the Shang Dynasty, aiming to unite the world.
The letter specifically mentioned that if the Deng family surrendered now, they would not lose their title of a Marquis. Otherwise, once the army arrived, all would be ground to powder, and so on.
Deng Chanyu casually handed the letter to the guard beside her: "Send this by a 800li urgent courier to the capital, Chaohe."
"Yes."
The Deng family has built many roads along the line from Nanjun, San Mountain Pass, to Xuzhou. The officials along the way all thought that the Deng family was foolish,
Whether or not they are foolish, information is transmitted much faster, and in less than five days, the messenger arrived in Chaohe City with Yin Jiao's letter of surrender.
"Daring, this son of a bitch! He's also a son of a bitch!" The King of Zhou wasn't interested in why Yin Jiao was still alive, but rather angry that this son even dared to think about his kingdom.
Deng Jiugong immediately rose to speak: "Your Majesty, the old subject is willing to lead troops into Shu, taking the ancient path westward. I will not return until I have defeated the tiny Suòdù country!"
The King of Zhou waved his hand, saying, "Stop it, don't joke around. It's not easy to get you to Chaohe City; how can I let you go?"
Your daughter who is single-mindedly dedicated to cultivation seems pretty good, continue.
Huang Feihu wanted to lead troops to attack, but he also denied it.
The title of Marquis Wu Cheng Wang has nowhere to go but up, so we can only keep him in place.
The King of Zhou was only angry at Yin Jiao's actions, but he wasn't actually worried about Suòdù attacking the Great Dai. This was because they were too far apart!
His decree to Nanjun was "to do as one pleases."
You decide.
Deng Chanyu wrote two more letters asking for help, including weapons and supplies.
The King of Zhou did not provide weapons, but he gave ten million soldiers enough food to last for two months.
Deng Chanyu happily accepted it, and then didn't mention the affairs of Suòdù, black or white, and just let it go by.
The expedition to Suòdù is just talk, so far away, in the mountains and bad water, who will go?
Send Deng Chanyu to campaign westward?
First, conquer Bashu, then march into the primitive forest within the territory of the ancient state of Yunnan. It has been eight hundred years since the establishment of the state of Yunnan, so it is unlikely to find the Jade Dust Pearl.
After all the hardships, they walked out of the primitive forest and followed the Duolong River to the southernmost end of Southeast Asia. Then they built seafaring ships and crossed the sea to Suòdù.
The route is theoretically feasible, but by the time ten troops reach Suòdù, only about one-tenth of them would likely remain.
It is completely unrealistic for a large army to march, as they cannot reach the other side and the other side cannot reach here.
The merchants can go there.
The merchants here do not refer to people from the Yin Dynasty, but rather to a group of people engaged in trade.
The serious question is that going from the Central Plains to Suòdù is impossible. Even if you don't encounter any demons or devils, it would take many years for a round trip. The profit of goods can be multiplied by a thousand, but how much profit can a good make that can be multiplied by a thousand? Who would buy after you have tripled it?
However, merchants can relay the goods from the Central Plains to Nanjun, then to Hanzhong, and from Hanzhong to Bashu. Finally, they can take the ancient path, cross the snowy mountains, and reach Suòdù. This situation does exist.
In history, Zhang Qian went to the Western Regions and encountered Sichuan silk there. Locals said it was purchased from Suòdù, indicating that commercial teams had already established trade routes between Sichuan and Suòdù at that time in the popular level.
"General Ding."
"Reporting."
Deng Chanyu remembered and said, "Let's ask our commercial team if they have cotton seeds from Suòdù. If they do, bring some back. I am willing to pay a thousand gold."
Ding Cè obviously hadn't seen cotton before. Deng Chanyu also didn't know the ancient name of cotton in this era. She reached out and, using force, drew a shape of cotton in the air, which was something like this.
Yuan Futong's rebellion was because the north had been getting colder, whether it was due to a quantity catastrophe or the Little Ice Age was not important. The point was that a lot of people in the north froze to death.
If cotton seeds can be brought back, they should be able to save many lives.
"If possible, bring me some slaves from Suòdù who know how to cultivate cotton."
"Understood."
No one in the Central Plains knows how to cultivate this thing, with specialized occupations. The people of Suòdù who cultivate cotton should be very good at it!
After completing the accumulated official business, Deng Chanyu went to Chaohe City to inquire about the plague removal event here. The central region has not had a plague removal envoy, and many times she had to come here herself to oversee.
The people of the Mass family in Chaohe City are very organized. They distribute grain and rice when they have nothing to do, reciting the incantations for plague removal, which seems to have some effect. Added to this is the strong Qi Yun (auspiciousness and fate) of the Shang Dynasty in Chaohe, and so far, there are no signs of a major epidemic.
Deng Chanyu stayed at Deng's residence and prepared to go out for a stroll tomorrow! Nuwa told her to go around and take a look, not to just concentrate on cultivation. Deng Chanyu wholeheartedly agreed with her.
Just as I was about to rest, I heard that Huang Feihu and his wife Jia Shi had come to visit.
"Is this a visit to me?"
She was a bit puzzled. Deng Jiugong and Deng Xiu didn't know what business there was in visiting in the evening, so the three of them, along with Huang Yan's little sister, met Huang Feihu and his wife Jia Shi at the gate of the residence and welcomed them inside.
They quietly arrived, coming very discreetly. Those who didn't know would think that they were discussing a rebellion.
"Dear niece, there is something I'm not sure if I should say or not," Huang Feihu's expression was somewhat hesitant.
If it were someone else, it would definitely be "not appropriate to speak."
The Huang family and the Deng family are now allies. After Huang Feihu's death, he was posthumously honored as the God of the Eastern Mountains.
For other immortals, it's all about destiny, with promotions and demotions left to the heavens. His position as the God of the Eastern Mountains was already internally decided. Huang Feihu had been an immortal before, and this was just an opportunity to adjust his job position.
"Huang father, please speak openly."
Jia Shi was a beautiful woman, with no resemblance to a forty-something woman, which is why King Zhou coveted her.
At this moment, the middle-aged beauty was sitting silently with tears in her eyes. Huang Feihu mentioned something that was not too secretive for a time traveler.
"Tianlu is not the eldest son of our family. We originally had another son named Tianhua, who was three years old at the time. One day, a strong wind blew over, and our son Tianhua playing in the courtyard disappeared!"
