"If you want to live, it's not impossible."

Zhao Guang stood up and stood in Rimai Muxi so loudly, not afraid that he would break out.

"I used to ask you, but now you are asking us. The situation is different, and the treatment is not the same. What's that called, Mu Wuzhe, that's the name, right? ”

"Mu Wuzhe's people are now under the hands of their elder brothers, even if they are women, they can eat two full meals a day, and they don't have to do heavy work."

Zhao Guang looked down at Rimai Muxi and continued, "Now that you want to live, then go and work for my brother, as for whether you have the blessing to eat enough, it depends on your personal creation." ”

"Thank you, thank you! The cattle and sheep in the clan, the villain is willing to give them all......"

Rimai Muxi was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed.

When Zhao Guang heard this, he was immediately furious, kicked over, and directly kicked Rimai Muxi out of the camp.

I could only hear shouts and scolding from the tent: "At this point, do you think those cattle and sheep are still yours?" Go back to Lao Tzu immediately, and see how many you can save when the army arrives! ”

"Adult, the villain said the wrong thing......"

Rimai Muxi was kicked out of the camp tent, and was about to climb back again, but a hand held him down, and only a voice was heard: "This leader, Zhao Langjun said, tell you to go back to the clan." ”

Rimai Muxi raised his head, and saw that the young general who had been guarding outside was looking at him with a smile on his face, and his tone was gentle, but the hand pressed on him told him very clearly that he could not enter the camp tent without the permission of that Lord Zhao.

"I'll give you five days to think about it, and after five days, if you can't make up your mind, then your tribe will never want to graze cattle around here. Get out! ”

Zhao Guang's voice came from the tent again.

Obviously, this is not wanting to see this day again.

"Do you hear that? This chief, please. ”

The young general stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, the meaning was obvious, this was to let him leave the barracks quickly.

Rimai Muxi lowered his head and kowtowed a few more times, showing a resentful look in his eyes where others could not see.

"Jiang Shu, come in."

After Rimai Muxi left, Zhao Guang shouted in the tent.

"Sima Zhao, the little one is here."

The young general was Jiang Shu, and when he heard Zhao Guang shouting inside, his expression suddenly perked, and he hurriedly went in, hugged his fists and said.

"You take a few people, follow that Rimai Muxi, find the foothold of their tribe, and then report back as soon as possible."

"No!"

After Jiang Shu received the order, he said tentatively, "If Zhao Sima wants to arrest all this tribe, I'm afraid that this move will not be enough." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Guang looked at Jiang Shu and asked, "How is it not enough?" ”

"Zhao Sima didn't know, everyone in the world thought that the Hu people were not good at farming, but they didn't know that each of their tribes had a hidden place, which was specially used to grow millet. Otherwise, the Hu man would not be able to stand it just by eating meat and drinking milk, and his stomach would be beaten with iron. ”

"Every year in the spring, when planting millet, the Hu people will go to a fixed place, sow the seeds, leave some people to watch, and come back to harvest in the autumn. Although it is not as carefully planted by our Han people, there is always some harvest, plus cattle and sheep, which can survive the winter. ”

Jiang Shu stood there, although he had a smile on his face, but the words he said were chilling.

"Therefore, it is easy to exterminate a clan, but it is not easy to let no one be missed."

Zhao Guang's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Are you sure you can find the land where this Hu tribe grows?" ”

"Now that spring has begun, there is still more than a month to go, and it is time to plant millet. According to the practice of the Hu people, when the spring leaves the deep mountains, they will return to the land of millet to prepare for sowing, so that the land of this tribe should not be too far away. ”

"If, after five days, the head of the Hu does not come, he must leave this place and go to the land where their tribe cultivates, where there should still be their people. Therefore, as long as Zhao Sima let them go after five days, he would be able to find them. ”

Jiang Shu's eyes finally showed a trace of cruelty.

"Okay."

Zhao Guang stared at Jiang Shu with a cold gaze, "This matter will be handed over to you to handle, if it is done, I will give credit to my uncle, if it is a business trip, don't blame the ruthlessness of military law." ”

"The villain takes the order!"

Jiang Shu promised loudly.

"This Jiang Shu is younger than me, but I didn't expect to have such a vicious mind. No wonder my brother specially instructed us to use this person, and we must be careful to guard against this person. ”

Zhao Guang watched Jiang Shu leave the tent, then sat down and said slowly, "This person is good to use, but it is not small." But at a young age, his mind is so vicious, and he can't be fully believed until he understands who he is. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the old man standing next to him and stopped talking, Zhao Guang smiled, "Third uncle, you don't have to look at me like this, these words were taught to me by my brother." Besides, I've been with my brother for so long, and I've always learned something. ”

To put it in his heart, Zhao Guang is now respectful and a little afraid of the brother in his mouth.

Needless to say, as long as you are next to your brother, which one is not like this?

But what is afraid is the elusive mind of the elder brother.

If you want to say that he is soft-hearted, that is.

In the eyes of others, the bureaucracy is considered a human being?

But look at that wingman Amei, not only can she be a concubine, but she can also follow him to read and write.

Not to mention the slave children, who not only could he let go, but he also taught them with great patience.

But to say that he is hard-hearted, that is also true.

Although he has never killed anyone with his own hands, his hands are stained with the blood of the Hu people.

The wool weaving cloth was simply woven from the flesh and blood of the Hu people.

At the beginning, just using lime to clean the wool, Hu Ren's hands were soaked in lime water all day, and they were stripped of layers of skin and flesh.

If it weren't for the fact that Sister Guan couldn't bear it later, she asked her brother to think of a way to make a wooden turntable that was specially used to stir lime water, but I was afraid that the skin and flesh on some people's hands would be so rotten that they could see the bones.

Not to mention those who were buried alive in the kiln.

I heard that some time ago, in order to dig up the coal, the Hu people filled in nearly 100 lives......

As a brother's little friend, Zhao Guangwei really felt that if he violated the law and offended the prime minister, at most, he would be beheaded on the spot.

But if you offend your brother, it's really worse than death.

I don't know where he got such a big hatred for the Hu people?

After seeing more and thinking more, Zhao Guang's mind changed a lot.

The old man, who was called the third uncle, lowered his eyelids and said softly: "Looking at Erlang's appearance now, he has grown up a lot more than before." If the head of the family knew about it, he would be happy. ”

Zhao Guang listened and smiled noncommittally on his face, "Maybe, adults should be happy." ”