It has been a month since he arrived in Puzhou. Agui, who was named Zhang Cheng, finally got the "Certificate of Persons in Death of Sin", moved out of the closed residential area near the prison, bought a farm for rest and recuperation.

In addition to changing the surname of the Han people, men and women under the fifteenth or sixty years of Manchu men and women under the fifteenth or sixty years of labor must undertake voluntary labor, one month per year for ten years. At the same time, they must regularly participate in the great lectures of the heavenly people organized by grassroots offices, repent and reform themselves, and must also report to the office. They shall not establish or participate in the company within ten years, and shall not trade stocks and futures, and purchase real estate houses shall not exceed the rated standards. Working labor of men and women over the fifteenth is shared by men and women in the family. Those under the fifteenth or so are not allowed to set up their own schools and must enter public primary schools.

This is the collective punishment of the Manchu people by the Dajuan Court, and the Manchu officials, generals, soldiers, and nobles above the banners must be tried separately. The Manchu people's trial lasted for nearly twenty years, and it was only after the chaos of the Qianlong and Jiaqing period was cleared. The Unity Boxing case during the Dajuan Court was concluded only a small part. Including the massacres of the Qing Dynasty entering the Central Plains that had been retrospectively retrospectively, the so-called "100-year trial" is really not a function word.

The collective punishment that every adult is responsible for is not rigid. Not only are there various choices based on Manchu’s own strengths, but localities will also list adaptation options according to local requirements.

Equestrians can be coachmen and postmen, and those who know literacy can serve as civil servants for the government. Even Manchu people who understand Manchu can also enter the National History Museum to assist in organizing Manchu old documents, while women go to medical and charity work, which can be used as labor service. There are also some subsidies. Although the income cannot be compared with "formal workers", it is always better than in a month when men carry bricks and stones, build roads and bridges, and women wash clothes and cook to serve people. In Liaodong, many Manchus voluntarily accept dispatch. They serve as guides and dentists, assisting the escort agencies and military in investigating the terrain and favors in the mountains and forests.

There are also many Manchus in Dongzhou, where all industries are to be developed, and the local people tend to do their best to use these people. Agui chose to be an assistant to the primary school, that is, a master who does not enjoy the treatment of a master. Of course, primary school will closely monitor his teaching and will never allow him to take the opportunity to preach things like the "Havenly of Kangxi" like some corrupt scholars in the north.

Agui's three wives and concubines entered the nursery office, and his two sons joined the volunteers as auxiliary soldiers. The youngest daughter entered the primary school. It seemed that the family was strictly under the control of the government. Agui had to teach for nine days for one ten days, and went to the Manhun Affairs Office of the township office once a month to report to the Manhun Affairs Office in the first quarter. In the first quarter, he attended a Manhun Promotion Conference. He could see his own hectares of land and three small courtyards, and the family could gather together every day. The villagers and neighbors also had a warm exchange, and there was no hatred and contempt. Agui felt relieved.

As Fan Pugui said, Dongzhou was not interested in digging deep into Manchu background, and only did things in French according to the Dajuan. The origin of Agui fabricated by Agui has been recorded in the library. Unless someone tracked down from Jianzhou and Korea to South Korea, then crossed the ocean to find Dongzhou, or he himself revealed the truth, no one believed that the general of the Wuwei Army who revived the Qing Dynasty, the last Manchu hero, did not die in the power struggle for Jianzhou and Korea, but escaped to Dongzhou.

Having said that, even if Agui reveals his identity, no one dares to believe it. When Fan Pugui first took him in, he never thought about this possibility.

August is approaching, and at 4:00 p.m., the sun is burning. After elementary school, Agui leads his seven-year-old daughter out of the school building and prepares to go home. His family is in Bailang Township, 30 miles south of Puzhou City. There are about 300 farmers in the village, each of which is a farm owner with one or two hectares of fields. The road leading to Puzhou City in the village has become a gathering place for villagers to gather. Businessmen from Puzhou City purchase crops and livestock here. Some families and small businessmen set up stalls to sell department stores, groceries, township offices, primary schools, Tianmiao and other facilities are also here, forming a small town mixed with tranquility and liveliness.

The name is named after the hometown, and it is called Bailang Ji. The white wolf also originated from the fact that there were wolves here. In the wolf's den under the hillside in the center of the museum, a nest of white wolf cubs was taken out. Now the white wolf is in the Puzhou Tiger and Leopard Hall, and a Tian Temple has been built on the hillside where the wolf's den is located.

Agui's home is ten miles west of Bailangji, backed by the mountains. If you climb to the top of the mountain, you can see the endless sea, which made Agui's family very satisfied. The old owner of this farm got a gold mine and moved to the east of Puzhou Bay. He opened another farm with more than ten hectares. He neglected to take care of it and sold the fields and houses to Agui at a "high price" of 80 taels. At that time, Agui was so shocked that he thought he had met a liar.

Eighty taels... Not to mention buying a hectares of land, if you can buy the three-entry yard, you can get a bargain. The village merchant who passed by the federation said that this is the most expensive industry in Bailang Township. If only one hectares of land, even if it is mature, it will not be sold for thirty taels. Only then did Agui understand what Fan Pugui told him about "the most expensive people and the cheapest land".

Ten miles away from home, Agui would certainly not go back. There was a stable next to the school hall. He took his fat and strong mount, carried his daughter into the saddle, and then skillfully stepped on the stirrups onto the horse. The father and daughter greeted the other students who were heading towards the "school bus" and rode their horses slowly.

There is no need to cover up under the guise of "Manchu people are good at riding", one of the things that Agui is most satisfied with Puzhou is: No horses can do. Although there are 120,000 people in the entire Puzhou, Puzhou is located in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and the land is extremely vast. The distance between Puzhou people's life and work is often as far as a hundred miles, and they can't move without a horse.

With the contact with the Li people, the horse-raising industry in Puzhou and even the entire Dongzhou quickly developed. Men, women, young and old were proficient in riding skills, and the red-clothed infantry belonging to the Dongzhou Protectorate also benefited from it and became cavalrymen. Agui's riding skills were no longer conspicuous in Puzhou.

This is a familiar and unfamiliar place...

This feeling comes not only from the mountains, rivers, plants, but also from the character style. The town is full of people and horses, and there are knights and men and women. The man wrapped in net scarves on his head, wore a heroic outfit with arrow sleeves and right-sided lapels, and a woman's hairpin is full of hairpins, but she also wore a horse skirt modified from men's clothing, embroidered horse boots, laughing and laughing with each other, and was filled with the nomadic atmosphere of grassland similar to the Manchu, Mongolian and Tibetan tribes.

It was just similar, relatives and friends met. The man bowed his hand to the horse and said, "Brother, I'm a man." The woman supported her waist and was blessed. Although there were many people on the street, they were separated from each other and avoided people. People allowed the elderly and the young to be orderly. The Han rituals and the grassland wind were so harmoniously integrated, which made Agui feel infinitely moved.

"Look at Dad!"

The little daughter suddenly called out crisply. Agui looked at a blink of an eye and a team of knights were running into the market, wearing bright red or light blue uniforms, with wide-brimmed straw hats, and gorgeous brocade feathers floating on the top of the hat. Paired with a long and short musket, it looked majestic and beautiful.

Judging from the color of the clothes, it should be a red collar and a volunteer training. The brave men in the light blue uniforms were all full of spirits, as if they had a big happy event. Most of these brave men were yellow-skinned Han people, and there were many brown-skinned Li people. Those Han people who looked like tanned were mostly mixed-race Han and Li, just like Fan Pugui.

Fan Pugui told Ah Gui to Ah Gui to talk about the people of Dongzhou. At present, the 200,000 locals in Dongzhou also include 200,000 to 30,000 Li people and Han and Li mixed-race children. The more than 100,000 Li people who depend on Dongzhou are also "familiar Li" who speaks Chinese and can be classified as British and Chinese at any time. However, the Li people who have established the country have not been incorporated into them all. However, the Li people who have integrated into Dongzhou either tame horses or serve in the army. Naturally, they can see Li people in the volunteers.

"It's brother! Big brother and second brother!"

Agui was subconsciously examining the strategy of East China with the chess player's mind. His daughter called again. When he saw that his two sons were in the team, holding the reins and holding the hat, looking around, and feeling full of satisfaction.

Isn’t my son only an auxiliary soldier every year? What is he going to do?

Agui was shocked and waved to his son. Both of them were fifteen or sixteen years old, but they looked fiercely and pretended to ignore him. Agui rode his horse and wanted to question him in person. The leader of the red-clothed officer looked over and stopped and bowed his head.

"It's going to fight. Now the brave men are training every day, and most of them will be transferred to Tangzhou..."

"What's the matter with us in Tangzhou? We are two or three thousand miles away."

"What does it have to do with us? You are so heartless! You are all compatriots in China and children of Dongzhou. How can you sit still and watch?"

"I, I just said it too far, we can't use our strength..."

"It's not just about Tangzhou. My brother-in-law is in the Protectorate's Mansion. He said that it's the world war now. We have already fought with the Spaniards in the south in Europe. The Britons and French people in the east in the east. Can Dongzhou still stay out of the matter?"

"As I mean, I should fight! Let's work with the Les, to drive away all the Spanish, British and French! The upper and lower eastern continents are in our hands! Everyone will be running around and encircle land, and then they will be exhausted and will not be able to patrol their own fields!"

"You are thinking beautifully. Now you are just catching up on land? You can't plant so many fields with your grandson!"

"Who would think that there is too much land? It's not for us, but for future generations."

The people made way for the road and watched the knights go away and talked a lot. Agui was also in a state of great emotion. On the way to Dongzhou, Fan Pugui also heard about the World War. At that time, he didn't realize how much it had to do with Dongzhou and himself. Now it seems that he still couldn't stay out of the matter when he was thousands of miles away overseas.

Is this Daying crazy about gaining and losing his mind? The whole world is going to war! Why? Looking at Puzhou, it’s almost impossible to satisfy even if it’s a person and a hectares of land!?

When I thought about it, I was even more surprised. Not only was the British court thinking about expanding the territory, but even the people here were full of fighting and expanding the territory. Is this the Han people who just buried their heads in farming, holding their wives and children, and living a life of a small life?

One place of land and water nourishes the other...

Agui sighed so much, rode his horse to the Tian Temple in the center of the Jizi, and heard his daughter say, "Why did he change his grandfather and sacrifice his uncle?"

If it were in the old days, Agui would have felt that his daughter was terrified. But in this Dongzhou, he found that children were lively and unrestrained, and there was no difference between men and women in education. In addition, his daughter was the only person in the family who was not full of guilt. If there were any changes in the future, the whole family would still have to rely on her and would no longer use any kind of morality to regulate her daughter.

Therefore, Agui did not scold his daughter, but looked at the Tian Temple. After seeing this, he could no longer move.

At the entrance of the Tian Temple, an old man with fairy style and a fairy-like robe was standing. He was holding a thick book, not knowing whether it was the Bible or the Holy Law, but was explaining to the people.

"Old man Li Yingjin came from the Tian Temple in Puzhou. From today on, the Bailang Ji Tian Temple will be hosted by the old man. If you have any difficulties and difficulties, you can come to find the old man. Tian Temple is a virtue and helping others, and every compatriot will not ignore it."

Li Yingjin...You should be called Jin Yunli, no. You should be called Aisin Gioro Yunli!

Agui immediately felt a storm. Wasn't this old man the seventeenth prince of Kangxi? Prince Guo Yunli? Back then, Yunli followed them to Jianzhou and Korea. Although he was not in conflict with the world, he still regarded his own poetry and music as a core member of the royal family and Gao Qi. Yonghe took power. Aisin Gioro's royal family was defeated and Yunli fled. He thought he had fled to South Korea or Yan State. Unexpectedly, he came to Dongzhou and became a sacrifice in the Tianmiao!?

Yun Li, who was over 60 years old, felt strange and looked at A Gui, and was stunned. Although the two of them cut their braids and changed into Chinese clothes, they had been together for many years and they still recognized them at a glance.

His eyes went back and forth in an instant, as if he had spent a lifetime. Yunli smiled faintly and bowed to Agui, saying, "Although Dongzhou is far away, it is still in China. I feel very comforted when I see my old friend..."

Yunli said again: "I wonder if you have ever formed a root here with an old friend? If not, I would like to leave one on the wall."

Agui tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart and said lightly: "I don't believe in the Tianmiao set, and my name is Zhang Cheng. What's the point of leaving this name here?"

He rode his horse and left, and Yunli's words still floated into his ears: "If you don't believe it, God is still there. If you don't believe it, you and your children and grandchildren will also be included in China and become compatriots. The name does not matter, the key is that your roots are already here."

A divine guy! I just rely on this trick to get through the survey, you really have it!

Agui was mixed with all kinds of feelings and cursed himself. Although he took refuge overseas, he did not mean that he had his heart to Yinghua. He just wanted to be a hermit, covering up his identity not only to avoid disaster, but also to live his next life quietly. He didn't want to get involved in any Tian Temple or any war.

After leaving the town, I rode my horse and walked quickly, and I had no intention of seeing the beautiful scenery. When I passed by a small hill, the training ground for the village dynasty was in full swing. A group of Han Li people, led by the coach, beat Taizu Changquan, and another group of Han Li people were practicing circles on the horse farm, with constant slap and clatters.

As we saw along the way, everyone was filled with a high spirit to welcome the war. Even the farmers who could not go to the battlefield in person were talking about the expansion of the land in Dongzhou, which made Agui feel even more and more panicked, and the feeling of being in a paradise disappeared in detail.

When it was dark, both sons came back. Not only did the brocade straw hat on their heads not lifted off, but their faces were covered with red and green stripes like Li people, like two colorful pheasants, waiting for their families to praise them for their beauty.

"We have admitted all the sins that we have given us, but this does not mean that we have abandoned our duty and considered ourselves to be the Great British! You still want to fight for this Great British, don't you know that your father was an irreconcilable enemy with this Great British twenty years ago!?"

I heard from my son that Dongzhou Protectorate's Mansion has built a new cavalry camp and absorbed volunteers into the camp. Even if the Manchus are in trouble, they can still enter the camp and can also be punished. Agui was furious and scolded his two sons.

"You're going, won't this farm be ruined?"

The wife avoided sensitive topics and only talked about reality, but her attitude was also vaguely resistant to Agui's unwillingness to Yinghua. She and Agui's other two concubines worked in the nanny hall and already had some recognition of Yinghua's country.

"We don't want to be farmers for life. Besides, aren't there any Chie Nu here?"

"Yes, Dad, you were all skilled in the battlefield back then, but it was useless. If Dad was willing to join the army, he would pretend to have had experience in leading the army. Whether it was the Protectorate or the Puzhou government, they would be treated as treasures and entrusted to be valued!"

The two sons knelt on the ground. Although they took off their hats, they still had a fancy face and could not see their expressions. However, they not only felt resentment and reluctance in their words, but also had a passionate look away, and even persuaded Agui to come.

A Gui was about to jump, and then listened to another sentence: "Dad, you are still young, do you really want to pass the sword back to the mountain? Even in red clothes, he regarded you as his strong enemy." He was in a mess and his body collapsed back to the seat.

Yes, he is only forty-four years old this year, and in his prime, he is far from being as good as Gao Qi and his son in politics, otherwise he would not have been defeated so badly in the power struggle. But when it comes to war and military use, his son's words were twitching his itch. In Anshan, if he was the head coach, if Gao Jin Zhaohui had not withdrawn halfway, Hongyi would never have won easily.

Speaking of the ability to lead troops, although he dared not compare with the red-clothed generals who had galloped half the world and received systematic education, if the battlefield was in the vast Dongzhou and relied on the brave war of half the army and half the people, he believed that he still had a lot of things in his stomach.

If there is this opportunity...will I lead the army?

Ah Gui closed his eyes, suppressed the itch in his heart, and slowly shook his head. No, he was a hidden criminal after all. Not only was there a great danger in emerging, but Da Ying would not give him such an opportunity.

He gritted his teeth and said, "We are full of people!"

The eldest son whispered: "We are Manchus, Manchus in China! Just like Miao, Yao and Tibetans and Mengs. After we plead guilty and serve our sentences, we are no longer different from the Han people! We are all Chinese! Dad, are you still thinking about being the Manchus in Jianzhou and North Korea??"

The second son echoed: "This is Dongzhou, and even the Li people have entered Yinghua. Do we have to be inferior to China and even the Li people!?"

Agui was still struggling: "Not to mention being a father, he was found to be a death sentence for raiding his family. Just say that there are Dongzhou people going to fight in the battle. It's not our turn to do it!"

The wife also advised: "After all, it's a war, and people are going to die. How can we take that risk? Now there are fields and houses, can't the whole family live a good life?"

The eldest son said anxiously: "It is because of your identity as a father, that we have to work harder! Why are our brothers joining the army? We are in order to make great contributions. When the incident happens in the future, we can still talk. We can also save our father and our family!"

The second son also said: "This is a world war. The officials said that once the victory or defeat is the result, the ownership of a hundred thousand miles of land must be determined. How can such a great achievement be encountered in life?"

Something in Agui's heart gradually condensed, and his face calmed down. The eldest son said again: "If you don't talk about the big ones, just talk about the Shengli. If they hit the door of the house, would my father have to share with the Manchus and just stand by and watch?"

Compatriots...the roots have been taken...

Bai Riyunli's words suddenly echoed in Agui's heart, making him suddenly realize.

Indeed, he no longer regards himself as a man of mankind. Isn’t he sorrow these days just not knowing who he should be? Now he should be considered a Dongzhou native, a Dongzhou native in China under the rule of Daying. Isn’t it natural to fight for Dongzhou?

Besides, aren’t he and his son both “sincerely committed to meritorious deeds”? Since they want to make contributions, they must strive for great contributions!

When Agui opened his eyes again, his eyes were firm. He smiled and said, "Okay, let me tell you the chief tomorrow, just say that your father has the talent to command a thousand people. If he has any shortcomings in aileron lieutenants, it doesn't matter whether it is a non-staff or a power agent."

"father--!"

"Get out and wipe your face! Don't think of wiping it like this in front of your father in the future!

The two sons were in surprise. Even if Agui scolded him angrily, they could not stop rushing forward and cheering with their legs.

In late August, at Puzhou Wharf, huge sea boats docked, and the sails were like forests and towering into the clouds. Teams of red clothes landed on the shore, and Dongzhou Yigong, dressed in light blue uniforms, lined up on the wharf to greet him.

"Knife--up shoulder!"

A Gui, no, the Dongzhou Volunteer Army cavalry officer Zhang Cheng, the volunteer commander, touched the mustache on his lips with white gloves, and looked at the red clothes who were on the shore with a professional perspective. Although he had traveled thousands of miles, his formation was still neat and he was indeed elite. However, this is Dongzhou. The talents of Dongzhou know more about how to fight, so they should let the local red clothes see the appearance of the Dongzhou soldiers.

He reached out and pressed the Jinyu straw hat on his head, pulled out the saber, and with a command, there was a sound of gold and iron. Hundreds of knights behind him drew their swords together, with the back of the sword against their shoulders, and the blade and the cold light of the blade merged into a forest of solemn death.
To be continued...