The most arrogant in history

Guan Yong was silent for a moment and sighed:

"Although they are brothers, state affairs are more important than family affairs. For the sake of the country, Your Majesty must still bear the pain of severing the brotherhood and deal with Zhao Biao as soon as possible. If Zhao Biao attempts to rebel or secede, he will only seek his own death, and no one else will be to blame."

Ye Kun also sighed: "I have made arrangements, deployed troops and started to lay out. At the same time, I sent Zhuge Hong, the grandson of Zhuge Feng, to preside over the overall situation in the northwest. If Zhao Biao could see the situation clearly, he should have returned early and apologized to me.

Because if a real fight breaks out, Zhao Biao is no match for the imperial court."

Guan Yong nodded: "The emperor is so powerful that Zhao Biao is no match for him. However, I am willing to go to the Western Regions in person to persuade Zhao Biao to bring his son to plead guilty."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "Okay, go and persuade him to turn back from his wrong path."

A few days ago, Zhuge Hong sent a telegram saying that he had made the arrangements.

Zhao Biao should be feeling the pressure now!

It is the right time for Guan Yong to go and persuade them to surrender again.

Guan Yong added: "Your Majesty, please send a telegram to Zhao Biao to calm him down. Tell him that I am going to visit him on behalf of Your Majesty. He is not a fool, so he will not dare to act rashly."

Ye Kun nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it."

As for Zhao Biao, Ye Kun also wanted to delay and did not want to take action to quell the rebellion until it was absolutely necessary.

Once action is taken, there will be casualties and destruction.

If the issue can be resolved peacefully, it will be a blessing for the court and the people.

Guan Yong rested for only one day in Zhuo County, then he set out from Zhuo County to the Western Regions with more than 30 trusted men.

Ye Kun escorted Guan Yong out of the city, holding his hand:

"It's a long journey, you must take care of yourself. When you meet Zhao Biao, tell him that if he brings his son to Zhuo County, I will forgive him. If he insists on separatist regime in the Western Regions, then I will have to kill him and his brother."

Guan Yong nodded with tears in his eyes: "Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely persuade Zhao Biao's family to come and apologize."

Ye Kun sighed and said, "If you can't persuade them, don't force it. Ensure your own safety and don't anger Zhao Biao's sons. It would be heartbreaking if they go crazy and harm you."

"I am old, so what's the harm in dying?"

Guan Yong laughed and clasped his fists, saying, "If I really die in the Western Regions, Your Majesty, please take my sons with you to quell the rebellion and avenge me!"

Guan Yong also has several sons. The eldest son is in his thirties and is still staying in the Yinshan camp.

Ye Kun waved his hand: "You have to promise me to keep yourself safe, otherwise I won't let you go to the Western Regions."

"Okay, I promise your Majesty."

Guan Yong clasped his fists and rode away.

The snow was falling heavily, and Guan Yong's team was going farther and farther away, but Ye Kun stayed where he was, gazing at them for a long time.

When he returned to the imperial city, Wen Qi, the prefect of Chang'an, happened to send a telegram saying that there was heavy snow in Guanzhong, which finally solved the drought problem of last winter.

Ye Kun called back and asked Wen Qi to pay attention to the snow disaster and arrange the spring production work in Guanzhong.

A telegram was also sent from Yanran New City saying that the prairie had suffered severe snowstorms and extreme cold this year, making it almost impossible to go out.

The soldiers stationed in Xincheng could only melt snow to make water for cooking.

Moreover, there are only two months' worth of food left in Yanran New City, and I'm afraid it won't last until the end of March.

Ye Kun called back to comfort him: "We will send food in early March. You should hold on to the big city and save food and fuel. If it is not enough, just slaughter the cattle and sheep."

Yanran New City is the Ulaanbaatar of later generations, where the lowest temperature in winter can reach minus 40 degrees Celsius.

Coupled with the wind and snow, people were unable to go out.

However, the buildings in the big cities are very solid, and there is enough coal stored. Everyone stays at home and warms themselves by the fire. As long as there is enough food, there will be no problem.

Sang Buzhi, He Kangju and others all felt that the garrison on the prairie was difficult and a huge waste of money, so they asked Ye Kun for instructions:

"Your Majesty, the Northern Huns have been completely eliminated. Can we withdraw some of our troops? Especially for some of the garrisons to the north of Yanran New City, logistical support is difficult and it wastes too much money."

Ye Kun, however, remained unshakable:

"We have conquered the prairie. If we give up now, a new nomadic people will rise up in less than 50 years. At that time, they will still be a huge threat to the Chinese nation.

Back then, Su Wu herded sheep by the North Sea, and it was so hard, but he still survived for 19 years. Now the conditions in our Beihai camp are much better than Su Wu's, so why can't we stay there for a long time?

The logistical difficulties are temporary. When the grasslands are well developed and combined with animal husbandry, the soldiers stationed on the border will be able to live well. "

During the peak period of the Xiongnu, with a population of several million, they were basically self-sufficient.

After two or three years, the Han soldiers learned nomadic breeding, and they had plenty of meat, cow's milk, goat's milk, animal fur, and kumis. The rear only needed to supplement with some carbohydrates.

Sang Buyi and the others had no choice but to nod and discuss the work arrangements for the year.

On the second day of February, good news came from the Science and Technology City.

A batch of plastic was produced and a batch of plastic bowls and plastic basins were made.

Ye Kun smiled and said, "This is really not easy. After ten years of petrochemical research and seven hundred researchers, we finally made plastic!"

In fact, there are three petrochemical research institutes.

One is in Zhuojun, one is in Dunhuang, and one is in Qiongdao, Hainan.

Ye Kun didn't know anything about researching plastics. He just remembered that plastics came from petroleum, so he encouraged everyone to conduct random experiments and mess around all day long.

After a full ten years, we finally found a batch of inferior plastics.

According to the samples provided by the Science and Technology City, the plastic is black and has a pungent smell.

Ye Kun, wearing a mask and gloves, inspected the Plastics Research Institute and said:

"We fed the plastic basins to pigs and dogs to see if they are toxic. The researchers at the laboratory will continue their research to develop odorless and transparent plastics."

The person in charge of the laboratory asked, "Your Majesty, do you have any ideas on how to make transparent plastic?"

Ye Kun thought for a moment and said, "No, just mess around. Alchemists in the past could make tofu out of soybeans, and I believe you can also make safe and non-toxic plastics."

Everyone laughed.

Ye Kun also smiled: "I'm really sorry, everyone. I have no choice but to encourage everyone to mess around. But I know that plastic is made from petroleum.

Keep experimenting, don’t be afraid of failure, don’t be afraid of wasting money. I believe you will have results within a year.”

Everyone nodded together.

Ye Kun added: "Also, when conducting experiments, you must pay attention to safety and protection. In recent years, hundreds of researchers have sacrificed their lives on the front line of scientific research, which makes me very sad."

Scientific research experiments are also dangerous jobs.

Especially when Ye Kun was developing gunpowder, many workers died.

There are more than a dozen accidents every year in the arsenal.

At the nine-department conference on the second day, the Ministry of Science and Technology displayed cups and bowls made of aluminum, as well as plastic basins and buckets.

Everyone was interested in the aluminum bowl and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this aluminum bowl is just like a silver bowl, but it is very light. I wonder how much this thing can be sold for?"