Zhao Wei understands that my husbands have the intention to stay here forever.

Based on ancient books and legends alone, I bet on the lives of more than 100,000 people. After months of suffering, I finally settled in a place where I can live, and no one would want to embark on the journey again.

Including Zhao Wei himself, if he hadn't been born in this era, if he hadn't been in a national crisis, he would have wanted to settle down and never go anywhere.

No matter whether the fucking Indians are enemies or friends, whoever has the ability to take over will belong to whom.

But no.

He looked up at Zhang Shijie and Jiang Jin, "Taiwei, Jiang Shuai, we can't stay for a long time!"

The two frowned, "Why?"

I only heard Zhao Wei say: "This place is very good and impeccable. But there are two disadvantages that make us unable to stay here."

“What’s the disadvantage?”

"Not to talk about the pros and cons for now." Zhao Wei kept it a secret, "Wi asked for a question, and Jiang Shuai answered in person."

"King Ning asks."

"At this point of adventure, the sky is high and the sea is wide. Will we still return to the hometown of the Central Plains? If there is a return date, what year do you intend to go back? What attitude will you do?"

"this!"

The two of them trembled, but they asked the point.

Without a trace of hesitation, Jiang Zheng's old eyes condensed.

"King Ning asked this a question.

The hometown of the Central Plains is the place where the ancestors of the 170,000 soldiers and civilians rest in peace. Everyone's ancestral tombs here are on the other side of the ocean. There are thousands of people of the Song Dynasty who have become slaves waiting for Emperor Zhao to solve the problem, and there is also the glory of China that began with the Three Emperors to survive.

Now that we are escaping far away, it is just a strategy for rights and interests. When the troops are strong and the horses are strong, we have to climb back even if we climb!"

Jiang Zheng was a little excited, but Zhang Shijie was very calm and said calmly: "The Song Dynasty has the grace of recreation for Shijie, and it is Shijie's wish to restore the Song Dynasty and save the country. King Ning should know my heart."

"Okay!" Zhao Weimoming was moved.

To be honest, before asking this, he was uncertain whether the monarch and ministers of the Song Dynasty who had been wandering for several years had the peace or not.

He sighed, "Then we can't stay here for a long time."

"First, although this place is warm, it still belongs to the north. Even if the land is fertile and beautiful, you can only do farming for one quarter, which is not conducive to accumulating grain and troops in the garrison.

Relatively speaking, the south, which is not visible in four seasons, is more suitable for us. After all, harvesting two seasons a year, or even three seasons, can accumulate strength faster."

After hearing this, the two of them nodded, but this was something they had not considered for the time being.

"King Ning said it is reasonable, but"

Zhang Shijie said: "But I see that this place is very vast and the amount of grain is stored. It is beneficial to two or three seasons. However, there are also changes in the fields. At worst, it is impossible to cultivate more fertile land."

"Yes." Jiang Zheng nodded, "What the Taiwei said is reasonable."

Zhao Wei shook his head, "This is exactly the second disadvantage I mentioned."

"Hmm?" the two of them were puzzled, "Isn't it good to have too much land?"

Only Zhao Wei replied: "It is good to have more land. But there are more land and fewer people, but it is not good!"

Looking straight at the two, "I have asked the prisoner just now. Within a radius of nearly a thousand miles, there are only them in the large tribe. Moreover, after climbing over the hills and mountains, there are even more plains and fertile fields, and we can hardly encounter any resistance."

"There are still gold mountains along the coast, and there is no place that is more suitable for the Song Dynasty to take root than here."

The two of them were puzzled, "Since there are few people and the land is rich, why should King Ning return it?"

I only heard Zhao Wei paused, "Because we are not here to take root!"

If you are a colonist, especially a colonist with agriculture as the foundation, the North American continent should be the best choice.

In the entire North America, there are only 1.5 million Indians, and only these 170,000 people can sweep North America.

It was not a dream to occupy the territory of the United States and Canada in later generations, and its territory would be several times that of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wei was not a colonist, and the 170,000 people in the Song Dynasty were not colonized for the sake of colonization. They were going home.

Such a comfortable and vast land, although Jiang Jin is making a name for himself, he is thinking about returning to Song at the moment. But no one can guarantee that in such a comfortable place, how many people want to go back in a few years.

This is an extremely cruel and realistic problem. Ordinary people are pragmatic and are richer here than the Song Dynasty. What if someone doesn’t want to leave in the future?

How many more can there be left in 170,000 people?

Moreover, if you take a step back, even if 170,000 people are loyal, righteous and patriotic, and they will follow you to the Song Dynasty, can you beat Dayuan with these 170,000 people?

"This is what Wei was asking you just now. Will you go back? When will you go back? How to go back?"

"If you still want to go back, you can't be too comfortable. At least you can't let these 170,000 Song people forget their hometown. It is a necessary means to not live too comfortable."

"When should I go back, it's time for my husband to consider it. At least we have to have a goal, three years, five years, or ten years? We should have a detailed policy."

"In the end, how can I go back?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wei glanced at the prisoner who was staring at them foolishly.

Well, the blood head has been eaten, and I can't understand when I see the three of them quarreled, so I can only stare at me.

Zhao Wei looked at the blood head, but his words were said to Zhang and Jiang, "Only by relying on the 70,000 soldiers in front of the imperial court, the Song Dynasty cannot be taken back."

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Zhang Shijie and Jiang Zheng stared at the boy in a daze.

Zhao Wei's words were very loud, and even made the two feel a little ashamed of themselves.

He suddenly stood up and bowed to Zhao Weichang, "We have received the teachings!"

"Hey? Hey!!?" Zhao Wei was a little uncomfortable, "What kind of gift do you give me? It's all my father said, I'm just a message."

Zhang Shijie said: "Even if you pass on the message, you will benefit a lot."

Now that I didn't eat anymore, I went to see you now, and discussed Zhao Weina with Lu Xiufu and others with a few questions, but I didn't even take the prisoner away.

Zhao Wei looked at the two of them leaving, and was in a mixed mood, both good and bad.

Fortunately, it was fortunately at the end of the Song Dynasty, whether it was Zhang Shijie, Lu, Jiang and others, they were all loyal and kind people who could listen to good advice and defend their limits.

It’s bad, Zhao Wei is a little unbearable!

Because the place where he chose the Song Dynasty was not as simple as uneasy.

I just said that there are only 1.5 million Indians in North America, and the place he chose was quite a lot!

Well, that's about 20 to 30 million!

It happened to be in the middle of the encirclement of the most powerful Indian civilizations, and it was absolutely ecstatic.

Looking back at the prisoner, he saw that the guy was full of oil and was facing him. Zhao Wei was intrigued and walked to him, signaling him to see if he wanted another bowl.

The captive shook his head and looked at Zhao Wei in panic.

Zhao Wei was happy and brewed for a long time before he made a more complicated gesture.

It roughly means that you can go home after eating, and put the wounds in the tent here to treat the wounds. After they are healed, they will go back by themselves.

The captive understood it and was stunned for a long time before returning to Zhao Wei.

There was only one movement to shake the head.

"Hey!!" Zhao Wei was speechless, "Is it so happy to be a prisoner?"

He didn't know that Xuetou had already regarded himself as Zhao Wei's slave.

Thinking that he would be ridiculed by his tribe members when he went back and would get a second humiliating name, Xuetou would rather be a slave.

Well, this guy is dependent on Zhao Wei and doesn't leave no matter how he says it.

In the end, there was no way, "Then let's stay for one night first, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"Damn it!" Zhao Wei felt worse and worse when he thought about it, "Why do you have to support you if you are asking me for trouble?"

After a night of nothing, Xuetou slept outside Zhao Wei's camp, like a door god, and no one could drive him away.

The next morning, before Zhao Wei opened his eyes, he was hit in front of his father's handsome face.

"Oh go!" I was shocked, "Dad, no matter how handsome you are, you can't be so scary, right?"

(If you are not good at face, you will have no good things. I will praise you first.)

Zhao Yuluo didn't take his trick and snorted coldly, "Scared you? I think you scared me!"

"I'll ask you, what do I tell you if I'll go back or when will I go back?"

"Well."

My old face turned red, but I don’t need to be shy.

"I'm afraid they won't listen, so I lifted my dad out! Don't say it, it really works."

(If something is not good, keep praising me.)

As a result, Zhao and Luo still didn't get into a trap and threw it off with a slap.

"Then you are so fucking fun with me! I almost made me look ugly in front of the Queen Mother."

"Hehe." Zhao Wei laughed, "I almost didn't? You're very smart!"

(If you don’t believe it, you can still hold it. This is called praising your own father without a lower limit.)

"That's it!" My father raised his eyebrows, "Your father, I am so mature, I responded to the situation in times of danger, but there was no mistake."

As I was on guard, I still let the bastard son take the ditch.

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