He Lingchuan’s neighbor, Little Fatty’s father, had been officially dispatched to Yuheng City as well. The government’s accounts had grown too numerous for the existing staff to handle.

More accounts meant more matters of every kind.

“Why is Yuheng City the one being expanded? I thought Panlong City would place more importance on West Ji’s former capital.” He Lingchuan mentally calculated the positions of the two places. “Is it because Yuheng City sits right on the border, separated from the State of Jintao by only one river?”

“West Ji’s old capital is farther west, but it also sits on the plains. If Panlong City wants to hold the gateway to the western mountains, it only needs to secure Dragon Throat Pass. As for Yuheng City, as you said, it’s a border fortress. But from what I’ve seen, Commander Zhong’s management of Yuheng City isn’t mainly focused on guarding against the State of Jintao.”

“Oh?” He Lingchuan had not entered Panlong City in a long while and did not know what new changes had occurred in the eastern territories. “Could you tell me more?”

“Two teachers who returned from Yuheng City these past few days both said that the State of West Ji had actually suffered badly from banditry. Even Yuheng City itself had been plundered by bandits from the south.”

He Lingchuan was astonished. “Bandits robbed a military town? I’ve never heard of such a thin...