"Grab that Yue Ren cub, catch him!" In the Dongwang District under the jurisdiction of Master Zhang Youcai, more than a dozen farmers with waist knives and sticks were chasing a wolf running and dolphin suddenly.

"Stop for Lao Tzu!" A gray-clad figure swooped down from above, and in an instant, the howling figure fell into the paddy field.

The person who knocked down this figure was Zhang Youcai's son Zhang Zhenfang, who was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Zhang Youcai was even a little afraid of this son, because he was full of the same aura as those Nanyang lords in strange military uniforms in the county.

The people around him held down this guy who was running around, tied him up, and then looked at Zhang Youcai's father and son with awe, compared to them, first-class and second-class men, they are a dignified Han family!

"I'm not a Yue person, I'm not a Yue person, I'm a Han person, I'm a Han person!"

The one who was held down and struggling was a half-grown boy in ragged clothes, and he was the Li family kid who Zhang Zhenfang asked his classmates not to take to school together.

In the end, the Li family still failed to come up with evidence as a Han Chinese, and the whole family was beaten into a Yue person, and it was nothing to lose the land, because the Li family originally had no land, but it would be bad to lose this identity, and it was said that they would be taken down to Shenglong City and killed.

"Brother Zhenfang, our family is really Han, my Abba said that our family moved south to Jiaozhi from the Li family in Longxi, what a Han person!"

The boy of the Li family looked at Zhang Zhenfang who fell down on him and cried loudly.

"What? Are you also worthy of being the son of the Li family in Longxi? Do you also deserve the surname Li? ”

A strong man who twisted the Li family kid next to him was angry, and he hit the Li family kid's mouth with a stick, and the Li family kid screamed with blood all over his mouth, and he struggled even more.

"Look clearly! Lao Tzu is the son of the Li family in Longxi, you are definitely not, you must be a barbarian! The strong man held the long stick that was still bloody, and his face was full of pride.

"I'm not a barbarian, I'm not a Yue person, I want to go to a small martial arts school, I'm not a Yue person!"

The kid of the Li family was crying despite the blood in his mouth, a posture that you can kill him, but you can't say that he is a Yue person.

In the end, they have played together since childhood, Zhang Zhenfang's face showed an unbearable look.

"If you want to be a Han Chinese, you don't want to run anymore, go to the camp in the county town to reform well, the teacher said, the king will not only not kill you, but will also give you the opportunity to make meritorious contributions!"

If you want to be a Han Chinese, you have to learn Chinese, you have to learn to use a knife and a gun, in the south of Zhongqi, Nanqi, and even Chenla, there are many barbarians, and the king of the barbarians, Nguyen Huy, is still in Hue and usurped the emperor, all of which depend on us to destroy them.

Although your family can't show evidence that you are Han Chinese, as long as you have military merits and have made meritorious contributions to the Han family, your whole family will also be recognized as Han by the king. ”

The boy of the Li family listened to Zhang Zhenfang's words and nodded vigorously.

"Brother Zhenfang, I will definitely learn Chinese, learn to make a knife and put a gun, I am Han, I am not a Yue person!"

Zhang Zhenfang had a teachable smile on his face, and he looked at the dozen or so farmers around him, these people were originally his elders, and many of them had taught him disobedient when he was a child.

But now, they all looked at him with envy and awe, so Zhang Zhenfang raised his voice a few degrees.

"When our ancestors migrated here from the Central Plains, they were too kind, they did not completely conquer and eliminate the local barbarian Yue people, and let them deceive us, making us think that the Yue people are the masters of this country, but it is not, we Han people, Han family sons are the masters of this country!"

"That's right! Right! The little master is right! The nearby peasants all echoed loudly, and even Zhang Youcai showed an angry expression, these Yue barbarians are too bad, they have deceived themselves for so long, it is better for King Ye to tell himself the truth, and also divide the land of the Yue people, this world should be Han people.

Seeing that even his father agreed with his words, Zhang Zhenfang simply said it on this wet field, and even the Li family boy who was tied up listened to him with open eyes.

In Zhongqi and Nanqi, there are still many Han people who don't know about this, and there are more hateful Yue barbarians who are deceiving them.

We want to liberate the Han people in Zhongqi, Nanqi and even Zhenla, and make the Yue people in Zhongqi and Nanqi confess their sins and hand over the land they forcibly occupied by our Han people!

And this mission is up to us men and good men who want to be men to accomplish it!

Go and re-establish the three counties of Jiaozhi, Jiuzhen, and Rinan, instead of what the Yue barbarians called Beiqi, Zhongqi and Nanqi! ”

The more Zhang Zhenfang spoke, the more passionate he became, and these views were all wholesaled by him from his teacher of martial arts.

This kind of similar remarks became more and more marketable throughout North Vietnam, and many people who were born as Han family members and Han people believed that Beiqi, Zhongqi, and Nanqi were the names of the Yue people, and that the real Beiqi should be called Jiaozhi, Zhongqi was Jiuzhen, and Nanqi was Rinan.

There are also some people who believe deeply, and they went to Wang Bo's cemetery and ancestral temple in Yichun District, Yilu County, Nghe An Province, and carried out a large-scale sacrificial activity, using the sacrifice of Wang Bo to claim that they are Han Chinese.

Teng Wang Gexu was even more expensive in Luoyang for a while, and he said on the spot that his ancestor was the son of the concubine married by Wang Bo's father Wang Fuchou in Jiaozhi, and he almost recognized Wang Bo as an ancestor on the spot.

What a dance of demons!

There are relatives with Wang Bopan, and even the title of the king of the barbarians has come out, I wonder if Ruan Hui has the ability to break the enemy with three swords?

And those who recognize Wang Bo, naturally what are the Longxi Li family, Langya Wang family, Jiangzhou Yimen Chen and other Han people's prominent families, and they have also sprung up!

On the field here, Zhang Zhenfang's mouth was dry, but his interest was undiminished, Zhang Youcai listened to his son's words, and jumped off the big stone he was sitting on.

"That's right! Took their land, and took the land of our Han people that those barbarians stole from us! As soon as the land was mentioned, Zhang Youcai came to the spirit.

"And their house!" The strong man surnamed Li, who was holding a stick, glanced at Zhang Youcai enviously, he also wanted a big house.

"And robbed their daughter-in-law!" An ugly man with a pimple on his face and a daughter-in-law who had not yet married a daughter-in-law in his twenties howled excitedly.

"Hahahaha!" A group of peasants who had been identified as the Han family and the first-class Han walked back with the Li family kid in a smile.

And just a few dozen kilometers away in Jinshui Creek, Dong'an County, Kuaizhou Prefecture, Hung Yen Province, the situation is different.

A family identified as Mingxiang people, all four members were killed in the night, and after their bodies were found by the township soldiers, an officer of the second regiment wearing a second lieutenant uniform walked over, and his eyes swept over the dozens of farmers who had been captured.

"When I give you half a stick of incense, I will tell who killed their whole family, otherwise, there will be no chickens and dogs left by the Jinshui Stream!"

This similar situation is happening in every district, township, district, district, and commune in North Vietnam.

The hatred of the North Vietnamese folklore, which had accumulated for hundreds of years, erupted like a volcano!

But behind this outbreak, some figures loomed, and a certain pattern also emerged, that is, the Han people were popular and the Yue people suffered.