Looking West from Guanshan Toward Chang'an

This is the third volume of The Great Qi Straight-Shooting Farmer. The story mainly takes place along the northwestern frontier. Please add it to your collection.

After five years, Xiao Zhuoyu had become the richest man in Great Qi and finally achieved his ultimate goal in life: a carefree, wealthy prince who wanted for nothing.

His businesses were booming, he was in great health, and he had plenty of secret identities. Every day, he either went horseback riding or boating in the outskirts of the capital, or listened to stories and drank tea in the city. Rich and free, he was living a life even the immortals would envy.

He'd just forgotten that if you take the dark road often enough, you'll eventually run into a ghost.

Word spread like wildfire that Young Master Yu, the richest man in Great Qi, was actually the Fifth Prince, Xiao Zhuoyu. To make matters worse, word also got out that Lin Yu was an assumed identity of His Highness the Fifth Prince.

Overnight, Fifth Prince Xiao Zhuoyu became the model for every official's son and the most eligible bachelor in the capital. Just going out onto the street caused traffic jams. His elegant, dashing good looks even inspired an upgraded version of the fruit-throwing incident: people were injured by flying fruit.

Emperor Taikang, who had been worrying himself sick over his youngest son's marriage, took the opportunity to announce that anyone who caught the Fifth Prince's eye could become his principal consort, regardless of their birth.

To escape marriage, Xiao Zhuoyu climbed over the wall and fled the capital in the middle of the night, riding west toward the northwestern frontier.

Over the past few years, he'd visited the southeastern coast, even Qiongzhou, the southwestern borderlands, and the northeastern frontier. It was about time he saw the scenery at the northwestern frontier too.

Xiao Zhuoyang, who had been stationed at the frontier for years, was surprised to see him. "Didn't you write just last month saying you'd stay in the capital and eat for free until the end of your days?"

Xiao Zhuoyu raised a hand to shade his eyes, pretending to admire the scenery. "I came to see you, and to enjoy the sights of the northwest while I'm at it."

To give himself an excuse to stay in the northwest long-term, Xiao Zhuoyu submitted a memorial from thousands of miles away: "Until the Yellow River lands are reclaimed from the enemy, I shall not turn back to gaze upon my home."

He began developing the impoverished frontier, composting manure to improve farmland, expanding the livestock pastures, and building villas with cement and bricks...

Before long, the frontier city had become a prosperous stronghold renowned throughout Great Qi. The tribes ruling the Qinghai and Turpan regions submitted petitions asking to become vassal states of Great Qi.

Xiao Zhuoyu: "…"

I was hoping to expand the territory and unite the peoples, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon!

Theme: May the nation prosper, its people thrive, and peace endure!