The geographical location of Beirong is in the north, with vast grasslands. The living conditions of these grassland tribes are naturally not as good as those of the people of Great Chu. Besides being unstable, their main sources of inco are cattle, sheep, and horses.
They cannot grow their own grain, so everything they eat needs to be exchanged. Moreover, in these tis when transportation is inconvenient, everything is laborious, and naturally, life is not easy.
In Ye Muyu’s view, those people of Beirong might not be willing to go to war. Of course, there are those who are good at fighting and ambitious, but most people are passively choosing war to survive; it is normal.
"Indeed." Chu Heng nodded, handing her several letters: "Although it was previously not explicitly stated in the na of the governnt to establish trade routes..."
"But since trade and communication were involved, the Emperor actually sent a secret order to the Northern border pass. As long as the identity of the Hu people entering the pass was not problematic, they could trade outside the city."
"Moreover, that Beirong Prince actually holds so power and status in Beirong, and has spread the news that wool can be used to make yarn, weave clothes, and make wool blankets and felt."
"Although those people of Beirong cannot weave, they can sell wool. Many rchants go to the cities of the Northern border pass to trade with the locals."
"The yan did not explicitly prohibit it; they just did not allow the Hu people to enter the city. But those rchants wanting to make money travel far and wide, naturally not fearing that little bit of danger, and gradually, this market outside the city ford."
"Nowadays, many Beirong people bring the wool they previously stored to exchange for grain or copper coins."
"Therefore, this year the soldiers of Beirong look strong and robust, seemingly living quite well. However, because of this unstable war, it’s estimated the markets at the border pass dare not open anymore."
Ye Muyu listened and nodded: "It’s normal for such a situation to appear. Wouldn’t there be soone who disagrees with trade?"
Chu Heng nodded: "It’s still you, Ah Yu, who is wise. In the court, there are quite a few Imperial Censors and generals who believe it’s because we have raised Beirong soldiers so well."
"Ha, I think these people are the ones who are corrupt." Ye Muyu snorted lightly, "Also, do they not see why the Beirong soldiers only dare to probe and not co in full force? It’s precisely because they have reservations."
"This letter says that Beirong’s probing actions have been going on for more than a month."
"Such a long ti, it’s long past the best opportunity right after the death of King of Huainan, isn’t it? If I were the leader of Beirong, upon learning of the news sent back by the Beirong Prince, I would go all out and strike imdiately, instead of waiting for the support from the court to arrive."
"Just by observing the years of warfare between Beirong and Great Chu, it’s evident that Beirong’s army is not indecisive. As long as there is interest, and food can be seized, they will definitely strike directly."
"Therefore, saying Beirong is probing now just precisely proves that the effects brought by previous attempts to trade are too good. Even if Beirong soldiers want to fight, those average people won’t be willing."
"Furthermore, those probing soldiers, may indeed be Beirong’s deliberate deception. Our information transmission is slow, and new situations are unknown." Ye Muyu finished speaking, feeling slightly relieved from his inner frustration, and took a sip of tea on his own.
Chu Heng had the servants bring so pastries over, personally took a piece, and brought it to her mouth.
"Oh, I’ll do it myself, it’s fine." Ye Muyu took a bite and finished eating the sweet and sour pastry at Chu Heng’s fingertips.
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