"Brother! What are you talking nonsense?" Lou Ban stood up with a clang and said excitedly, "If we rebel against General Zhenbei, what should we do if we don't say anything else? Without the caravan of Hongxing Camp, where can we find the gap in our iron tools? Where do we come from? Where do we come from? Where do we come from? And the slaves we caught from Xianbei and other places, who should we sell the cattle and horses we raise? We can't eat them all by ourselves, right?"

"These are just small profits! As for those slaves, wouldn't it be better to keep them for our tribe members?"

"No! I don't agree! Brother, you are putting our Wuhuan in danger!"

Seeing that Lou Ban was so determined, Tadun smiled and said, "I just made an idea. Since you don't agree, it's all right. After all, you will be the Chanyu in the future.

When going to Ji County, do you go or me? Someone still has to watch this Liucheng. What if the Xianbei people come to kill me?"

Lou Ban thought for a while and said, "Brother, let me go this time. After all, you have experience in leading the army to fight."

It is true that the experience is false, but Lou Ban is afraid that Tadun and the Zhenbei Army will get into evil.

"Okay, I'll prepare a hundred warriors for you, you can go and go back soon!"

Walking out of the tent, Tadun's face suddenly changed.

His determination to be Maodun will not change now.

Since some people don’t want to, let those who don’t want to leave his Liucheng!

——Ji County former Youzhou Muslim Mansion

Ma Qiang was talking to Jia Xu and Guo Jia, and Huang Xu brought the two of them in.

"Meet the Ming Gong!"

Ma Qiang looked up and smiled and said, "Brother Xianyu, Mr. Kou, you are here so slowly!"

Xian Yufu looked no different from a few years ago, but Kou Xian had a few more gray hair. It seemed that the position of the county magistrate of Shanggu was not easy to do.

"Come on your seat quickly. These two are Jia Xu, Jia Wenhe, Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao, both of them are my right-hand men!"

Although both sides have never seen each other, they have really admired each other for a long time and saluted each other and sat down.

"I was just talking about the Wuhuan incident to my two gentlemen. You two have been in the border county for many years, and you have always been helping to protect the relationship with Nanlou. Tell me, let me tell you, the current situation of the Wuhuan tribes."

The two looked at each other, and finally Xian Yufu said, "Let me talk about it. Among the eight tribes of Wuhuan, Nanlou is the most powerful and is the most friendly to us. However, Tadun from the royal court in Liucheng has a lot of complaints about us. The Wuhuan, who is kind to him, also has opinions about us. Their opinions are mainly two points.

First, we have purchased a large amount of wool before, but in recent years, the acquisition volume has dropped, which has made the tribe members who are grazing very uncomfortable. Second, we are constantly recruiting charity servants in various departments. They have no objection to these warriors, but now they have left thousands of them and feel threatened."

"I have already let the newspapers release the wool matter. In the future, if you want to stabilize the grassland, it depends on this wool. As for this person, as long as he has a stable income and let him do something to commit crimes, he will consider the consequences." Ma Qiang smiled. In the passionate years of later generations, why is the social atmosphere so positive? It is because everyone is a person in the system, even a farmers, and a collective called the commune.

Of course, the decline in labor enthusiasm that may be caused by collective life is another matter.

"I heard that the Ming Gong summoned the Wuhuan tribes to Jixian for a meeting, right? Is it going to announce this?" Kou Xian smiled and said, "Before we came, Nanlou asked about this matter."

"What is his opinion?"

"Of course he hopes to increase the acquisition price and increase the acquisition volume."

Ma Qiang nodded, which was reasonable.

“Whether is there any…”

While Ma Qiang was talking, a guard came in to report, "Ming Gong! Yan Jun brought one person to ask for a meeting."

"Please!"

Before long, Yan Zhong brought a young man in. The young man looked only twenty years old and was wearing ordinary clothes.

"Ming Gong, this is Tian Yu!" Yan Zhong introduced.

"Caomin has seen General Zhenbei!"

"Hahaha! Stop talking about grass-roots people. In the future, you will become my Liaoxi County Magistrate. I heard that you are very familiar with all ethnic groups in Youzhou. We are just discussing the matter of Wuhuan. You sit down and listen together."

Seeing Ma Qiang being so friendly, Tian Yu breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him and sat in the last seat.

"We just mentioned that the various Wuhuan tribes have different attitudes towards us. Some can win over, but some may not win over.

I will not hide it from you all. This time I invited all the Wuhuan tribes to come here to solve the Wuhuan problem and lay the foundation for solving the Xianbei, Xiongnu and even Qiang problems in the future.

Wuhuan has been in the inner world for more than two hundred years, and many places are no different from us Han people. The biggest difference is probably that our people mainly farm, while they mainly grazed. But even so, the Wuhuan people already have a large number of farmers and farmland, and the many farm tools they bought when they traded with us are evidence.

Since there is no difference between us, why are they called Wuhuan, but we are called Han people? I wonder which gentleman can tell me?"

Yan Zhongfuxu smiled and said, "There is a saying in the Spring and Autumn Annals that if the princes use the rituals, they will ban them. If they advance to China, they will ban them. The reason why Wuhuan was still 200 years old was that they were using their own rituals."

In the eyes of the Chinese sages, etiquette is the first of all things. Many later generations think that the so-called etiquette is a bit complicated and complicated, but in fact, etiquette is not only the rules of sacrificial sacrifice, but also various systems.

For example, in the later generations, in the eyes of the Beacon Kingdom, the center of the world civilization, Japan is a yellow-skinned person, but because it uses the "Chinese" etiquette, it is "Chinese" people, and although Cuba is white, it uses the "barbarian" etiquette, it is a barbarian.

"Mr. Yan is right! Therefore, I want to let Wuhuan use the etiquette of China, and in terms of the political system, there are only two core etiquettes! First, centralization, and second, county system!"

"The general is preparing to turn Wuhuan into a county system? This... is impossible? Those Wuhuan masters probably wouldn't agree, and they have tried this method before, such as Xiliang, which is the case, but the result is rebellion." Tian Yu said immediately.

Yan Zhong and Jia Xu both nodded. They were both from Xiliang, so they naturally had a deep understanding of this.

Ma Qiang smiled and said, "After all, Wuhuan has its own special circumstances. If we directly send Han officials, I am afraid that both sides will not please me. Therefore, I am preparing to promote Wuhuan's own talents, and then appoint some officials, and at the same time, some people are moved internally and externally, and establish autonomous counties for transition."

"autonomy?"

"Yes, in the future, the Han Han will not only be Han Han, but also become the Han Han of the Wuhuan, the Han Han of the Xiongnu, the Xianbei, the Qiang people and even all the Han Hans who are willing to join us and have the Yanhuang bloodline!"
Chapter completed!