In the south and north of the naturalized city, the gathering area of the rich grandchildren has become more and more lively, and the more than a dozen of Xianbei have forty-eight surnames, and more than thirty small bieye have begun to be renovated.

Of course, these people who moved to live are basically a type of Hohetai, the second, third, and fourth in the tribe, some relatives who can't fight with the chieftain, and the broken household with the title of a nobleman, and compared with the nouveau riche of Hohetai, all the poor are clanging, but Wang Hou still satisfied their desire to decorate, paid a few sheep, clay and white ash for decoration, paved floors, wood to build furniture and the cheapest paint oil were all given to them.

Of course, it is impossible for Wang Hou to make a loss-making business! This wave seems to have made the Xianbei people prostitute in vain, but in fact, he unknowingly tore a hole in Xianbei, even if he is not a tribal leader, he can talk to the patriarch, right? They moved into the city to live, and were gradually sinicized, adapting to the life of the Han people, with them as the leading party, sooner or later Wang Hou will gain a greater say in the Xianbei people.

Even more than Kobi No!

This Han Empire in the fourteenth year of Jian'an is extraordinarily calm, in the north, the miserable defeat of Mr. Cao lost Jiangling again, for the south of the Yangtze River, for the time being, he has no idea and is unable to go south, especially Cao Cao! Recently, Yecheng Deng Kai and Jia Xu have come to the news, Cao Cao has really changed a lot in his style of employing people recently, and he has promoted a large number of scholars who are close to Cao's family, and the employment of people is no longer eclectic.

He is working for the next generation of the Cao family, I don't know if Cao Pi or Cao Zhi is starting to pave the way!

As for Jiangnan, the Sun family, which was supposed to be tossed by Jingzhou and Liu Bei, was also disturbed by the attack of twenty-seven pirate ships, and it was dumbfounded, especially this winter, it is estimated that Wuhou Sun Quan should be very angry! My sister is lost! He also had to search his intestines and scrape his stomach and find one from the sect room that was enough to get his hands on, so Jingzhou was left with only Liu Huangshu and a lucky one who was desperately tossing.

In the north, the erosion of the Shi clan's rights over Qingzhou continues, but a big rebellion in Rizhao City is a warning to the big families of Qinghe Cui, and the First World War brought Rizhao as a source of wealth, and the Langya Wang clan and the Qi Ditian clan are not easy to bully, giving up some of their commercial interests, and temporarily settling down with the Central Plains clan.

However, Seon is not blessed! Qingzhou is under the operation of Wang Hou, and the commercial atmosphere is too strong! Those Central Plains scholars who want to make money in Qingzhou also have to integrate into Qingzhou's mode of operation, living in cement buildings, ugly houses in their eyes, and then talking about the copper smell that the scholars disdain to talk about.

If you don't, you won't make money!

This can be regarded as Wang Hou's legacy.

As for the newly rising Red Pearl Naturalization City on the grassland, it has entered a stalemate.

Wang Hou has seen what the white plague of the grassland looks like!

It was really an overwhelming snowstorm, it rained for five or six days in a row, and after it was over, the snow was so thick that half of the buildings were gone, and the whole road was paved, and Wang Hou was frozen in his own small field!

He really couldn't imagine how the hundreds of thousands of Xixianbei people living outside the city on the grassland could survive this winter after winter.

Although he still doesn't approve of it, Wang Hou also understands a little why the nomads of the entire grassland invaded the Central Plains in groups during the Wuhu Rebellion, and the living conditions were too bad in this era!

Fortunately, at least this year, the living environment on the grassland is slightly better, and the environmental protection organizations of later generations estimate that they don't know how many stamps to put on the top of Wang Hounao's melon seeds, and the raw coal provided by the Xiongnu, the entire urban area is full of two or three hundred chimneys together with wisps of soot to the sky, not only in the city, but also outside the city There are countless dim soot rising into the sky, and a layer of dust has risen from the snow. 652 Literature Network

In exchange, it is a rare warmth on the grassland! It's true! In previous years, the Xianbei people, who could only burn dry cow and sheep dung, cried warmly this winter.

But! Even if there is coal burning, the felt bag made of cow and sheepskin is definitely not as warm as the five-story small building in the city, located in the middle of the city, according to the Xianbei single palace required by Kebineng, Wang Hou is also repaired, but adhere to the Xianbei tradition, with more than a dozen of the Xianbei people with forty-eight surnames of Xianbei authorities, Kebineng still lives outside the city.

Still though! People are not as good as heaven, even Kebineng didn't expect that the arrival of an event suddenly interrupted his abacus of adhering to tradition to maintain his authority!

At the beginning of December, the heavy snow has stopped! The entire grassland city has come to life, whether it is the 10,000 Youzhou soldiers who stayed in the collective dormitory, the Liaodong Brigade of the four military camps in the southeast and northwest of the city, or the Xianbei workers of the milk powder factory and the wool factory, they were all brought together, and they swept away the heavy snow with shovels and restored traffic.

Xianbei people have at least two or three million head of livestock, and many of them freeze to death these days, but in winter, the weather is cold, and the frozen livestock are not rotten, the skin is peeled, and the internal organs are gone, which is a lump of good frozen meat! In the old days, the frozen livestock Xianbei people would be buried in the snow, and they would eat a little bit in winter, and most of them would rot in the spring, but now there are Han people! These frozen meats are poured to Bingzhou through the Jiuyuan Straight Road, and even sold south to Yecheng, Jizhou, which can be sold for a good amount of money!

Just when Wang Hou dragged the big snot, acting as the brain of the city, and directing the busy groups everywhere, outside the city, suddenly a loud horn sounded suddenly, and he couldn't help but be excited, and he couldn't care about slipping, and ran up to the west city wall in three steps and two steps.

It is also a snowy country on the grassland of Eilechuan, and the dense team is leading camels, cattle and horses, and running back from the grassland with difficulty.

Wusun caravan!

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"Meet the lord, Wang Shuangxing has fulfilled his mission!"

Entering the city, five hundred years ago, the eyes of this king and a good man are a little insufficient! When he set off, Guihua City was still a semi-finished product, and there was dust everywhere, but now, it was completely formed, and the five-story small beshino that was very different from the Central Plains, and the five-story small bieno with white stones inlaid in cement on the outside was stunned, and the members of the caravan who had finally come back from the Western Regions in the heavy snow also looked stupid.

Wang Hou didn't even need to ask if the caravan was going well, because it was definitely not going well, there were two thousand one hundred and seventy people when he set out, and only one thousand nine hundred and five when he returned! The livestock has also been damaged a lot, and a lot of new ones have been purchased! In the crowd, there are more than a hundred wounded!

But business! Under the guidance of Wang Shuangdu, he opened a box at will, reflecting the sunlight, and a layer of golden brilliance suddenly made Wang Hou's eyes squint.

His favorite metal, gold!

Afternoon! If you don't go to the city, you have to go to the city! In the middle of the whole city, the Shan Yu Palace, which imitates the yurt, is warmed by the charcoal fire, and Ke Bineng sits at the top, the Han shareholders sit on the left, and the Xianbei shareholders sit on the right, watching the treasures and goods trafficked back from those caravans to the middle, everyone's eyes can't help but light up.

Earn over!