"I got out of my car and came to the shepherd. From the emperor, I said I had come.

He summoned his servant and said that he was a stolen one. It was difficult for the king to do things, and it was difficult to maintain the thorns."

It was the first time that the young Fazhi arrived in the north of the empire. Looking at the wide grassland slowly unfolding along the valleys in Xihe County, he suddenly felt refreshed. He remembered the poem "Going out of the Car" in the Book of Songs, and couldn't help but be excited about the poem, and he rode his horse while chanting it softly.

Xi Zhicai, who was riding a horse in front, heard Fa Zheng's chanting, and a smile appeared on his face. He gently put on his robe and looked back and asked with a smile:

"Xiaozhi, this is the first time I'm going to Xihe County!"

"That's right." Fa Zheng looked back and asked when he saw Xi Zhi, and hurriedly urged the horse to approach and bowed to answer.

The Cavalry General Yan Xing attached great importance to the welcome of the Xianbei envoy. Fa Zheng successfully stood out with his previous positive performance in the lobby of Anyi in Hedong. He was appointed as Xi Zhicai's deputy by Yan Xing to assist Xi Zhicai in receiving the Xianbei envoys who came to Xihe.

He received heavy responsibilities at a young age. As long as he was tempered, he would definitely be valued by General Cavalry in the future.

This is something that many officials from the Ba Mansion know very well. As the person involved, Fa Zheng also realized the importance and cultivation of the General of the Cavalry. Therefore, he changed his casualness when he was not in the officialdom and became cautious. He also treated the superior Xi Zhicai with a polite and respectful attitude.

Xi Zhicai looked at Fa Zheng who was very respectful in his rituals, and his eyes were filled with a smile. He turned his eyes again to the grassland ahead, and looked at the livestock scattered on the grassland, felt tents and busy herders, and the piles of haystacks tied up. His smile slightly lowered and he fell into a brief meditation.

Like the farmers in the Han area, the herdsmen on the grassland are as busy in autumn: slaughtering cattle and sheep, making jerky meat, cheese, repairing felt tents, and making grass to store for livestock for winter...

"Xiaozhi, since it's your first time in Xihe County, what have you seen?"

Xi Zhicai's sudden question made Fa Zheng stunned. He was also silent for a while. After thinking about Xi Zhicai's profound meaning, he smiled again:

"I saw the ambition of Ming Gong in the play!

"Oh?" Xi Zhicai smiled slightly.

Fa Zheng continued: "Since the two emperors Huanling of this dynasty, wars in the border areas have been rampant, and Hu horses have been rampant, and counties have been lost repeatedly. Xihe County is called Han Tu, but in fact, the counties have been abolished and moved inward, and have long been reduced to the place where Qiang and Hu horses are herded."

"Ming Gong is soaring and tiger-like, with a broad mind, and intends to restore the defense of the old border barrier. Although he is trapped in the war in the Central Plains and cannot fully manage the Xihe land, he also sent Xu, Meng and other tiger-ben soldiers to guard the place. In recent years, he has recruited Han people in exile in the grassland and granted unowned land in the Xihe River. He also allowed the guards to marry Hu Nu here and start a family and start a business."

"The Han people worked in farming and animal husbandry. They worked as soldiers in wartime and for the people in farming. They refused Hu horses, stored grain and fodder, repaired city rooms, and prepared beacon towers. In time, they might not be able to revive the prosperity of the former Han military farmland, turning the Xihe land into a peaceful land of thousands of miles of fertile fields, making the barriers in the north permanent, and no more Qiang and Hu invasions on the border!"

After hearing Fa Zheng's talk, Xi Zhicai's smile became stronger. He could see the small details and realized the original intention and countermeasures of General Cavalry and Yan Su and others to discuss saving the border. It seems that this young man from the Guanzhong tribe is indeed worthy of the general's personal cultivation.

However, there are still some problems that I can see in the end.

Before Xi Zhicai could speak, Fa Zheng spoke again. He widened his eyes, pointed his finger in front, and said:

"The cavalry and the cavalry team sent to contact the Xianbei people are back!"

Xi Zhicai followed Fa Zheng's eyes and saw a small cavalry team passing by around the rolling hills on the grassland and heading towards his own group of people. The leader was holding a flag in one hand and swaying towards his own direction. This was the signal agreed upon before. It seemed that the messenger of the Xianbei people had really arrived.

Xi Zhicai and Fa Zheng looked at each other, and a thought arose in their hearts.

"These Xianbei people came so quickly!"

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"Da, Lord Zhuluohou, you see, the reason why the strength of the Xiongnu Shanyu increased greatly in a short period of time was not only because of the help of a Han army, but also because they ruled more of these Han people."

"These farmers cultivate grain, catch fish and shrimps, craftsmen are good at repairing equipment and building city rooms, while merchants communicate with each other and help them bring them the necessary salt and iron every day. If they continue for a long time, the strength of the Huns cannot be underestimated!"

After gradually approaching Meiji, Zuonu observed the Han soldiers and civilians who were traveling one after another, and their Xianbei tribes were close to the frontiers of the Han people. Ke Bineng even took in a large number of Han refugees. Therefore, he knew very well what these Han people could bring to the Huns. He rode his horse to approach the Xianbei men he called Zhuluo Marquis and said quietly in his ear.

The Xianbei man called Zhuluo Hou obviously also noticed the number of Han people in Meiji Shanyuting. He had been observing the daily life of the Huns along the way, and often frowned and pondered. At this time, when he heard Zuo Nu's words, he shook his head and said in a low voice:

"No, Zuonu, you only see the surface of things. This peaceful situation will only be temporary. For the Xiongnu Shanyu, with the help of these Han soldiers and the people, his strength has been enhanced, but what about the long-term?"

"I have already felt the fear in the hearts of the Huns. These Han people are not their slaves. They are under the rule of Han officials. The Han people will compete with them for the beautiful girls in the tribe, divide their original grasslands for horse racing and grazing, and use some exquisite utensils to easily exchange the horses of their tribe."

"And the craftsmen who made utensils and equipment among the Huns would lose their original role, and the herdsmen would find that they could no longer afford the goods of the Han people. The wealth and status of the original wizards and nobles were even more precarious. They were afraid of these Han people. If they did not want to wait for death, they would raise the bow and knife in their hands again, and face the Han people. I had already smelled the breath of danger and death!"

Zuo Nu was shocked by the words of this Xianbei man and quickly looked around him. After confirming that the Han merchants who were traveling with him did not eavesdrop on their conversation, he asked again:

"This, this, sir, will this really happen in the future?"

Zhuluo Hou glanced at Zuo Nu and lowered his eyelids again.

"Yes, there will be a riot here, there will be a fight, and the flesh and blood will return to dust here, and then-"

"What will happen then?" Zuonu asked carefully, trembling in his heart.

Zhuluo Hou smiled bitterly and revealed his teeth.

"Then it will become a fertile land for the Han people's military farming and farming land. They will build more cities, rooms, pavilions and barriers here, and set up beacon towers to prevent cattle and sheep from entering their farming land, and drive the tribes on the grassland to migrate to the cold north."

"This,,," Zuonu didn't know what to ask. He didn't know if the Xianbei man in front of him was indeed true, but even hearing that there was such a possibility was enough to make him feel uneasy and fearful.

Zhuluo Hou did not care about the strange color on Zuonu's face. He sat on the horse's back and murmured:

"These Han people - I suddenly regretted coming here in person!"

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end with the Han cavalry team coming to contact, and the Xiongnu Shanyuting was already in front of them.

In order to gain a foothold in Xihe, the Huns, with the assistance of the Han people, relied on the terrain to rebuild a small town in Meiji as a new residence for the Shanyu Huchuquan and a group of nobles. The Han army was also stationed here, and caravans on the grasslands would gather on the grassland outside the city to form a lively trading market with mixed personal horses.

Here, they met more Huns and Han people.

Although the Zhuluo Hou said the prospect of Meiji was dull, after they penetrated into this land where the Huns and Han people lived together, they still heard a lot of joy and laughter.

"Zounu, listen, what are those Huns singing?"

Zhuluo Hou pointed at several Hun herders who were driving her flocks not far away and asked.

Zuonu quickly listened for a while before he said in detail: "Mr. Zhuluohou, they sang the songs of the Huns praising their Great Shanyu Maodun Shanyu."

Although Zhuluo Hou rarely heard the songs of the Huns, he still showed strong interest and took the initiative to ride his horse to listen to the songs of the Huns.

I only heard the few Hun herders singing in a rough voice:

"I am a vulture from the grassland,"

My wings flew,

Towards Flying Ju Yanze,

Stay overnight in Guyan Mountain,

Flying for three months,

You can't fly out of Shanyu's palm!"

The ballads of the Huns were not as gorgeous as they were easy to understand, and their respect for the former hero Maodun Shanyu was beyond words. After hearing it once, the Marquis of Zhuluo learned this ballad of the Huns.

He smiled, slapped his saddle, and sang loudly with the Huns.

His singing was loud and loud, and soon attracted the attention of the singing Xiongnu herders. When the Xiongnu herders saw this grassland man, they even sang familiar songs, and they couldn't help but become warm. Some Xiongnu herders even shouted loudly, asking to invite Zhuluo Hou to drink in his felt tent.

However, a sneer appeared on the face of Zhuluohou. He replied without saying a word to the invitation of the Xiongnu herders, singing his own song on his own. Suddenly the song changed suddenly, and the song at the end also changed instantly.

"The Chanyu covered the earth with his hand,

His honor was honored during his lifetime,

Now that he dies, he returns to the loess.

I don’t know where to find the cemetery.”
Chapter completed!