Chapter Ninety-Five: The Tian Clan Moves West

Compared with the war-torn Qiang tribes, the Han settlement area is peaceful and enviable.

After the spring sowing, the Han people gradually became idle.

There was no outing activity, and after only visiting the ancestors in the distant Liangzhou, he fell into a busy job again.

In winter, a large amount of sheepskin and cowhide were purchased, and they had to be processed in a short time.

Otherwise, these goodies will rot.

When it comes to the good hands of leather craftsmen, it is naturally the Qiang people who come first.

This job is not good for the Han people.

The first Zhan has no taboos in this regard, he likes to hire those Qiang people very much, as long as he is not a robber, he is simple and easy to use.

The important thing is that they only need food to work, not money, and they need whatever food they need.

Looking at the Qiang people's old and hard-working appearance, the first Zhan was very emotional.

A talent like Yun Lang can make people in a place farm and do business in a stable manner while fighting.

He very much hoped that the war of the Qiang people would never end, and that it would be better to end it together.

Of course, that's what he thought in his heart, and on the surface, he was very kind to these Qiang cobblers.

It's as if the cobblers are playing tricks.

After the filthy and unpleasant smell of the fur passed through their hands, a piece of white fur appeared in front of the first Zhan.

He picked up a marmot skin, blew it gently, and a beautiful little whirlpool appeared.

This is the best fur that makes the best fur.

It takes three feet of linen cloth and half a catty of grain to make a marmot skin from the time it is received, and thirty marmot skins can make a beautiful coat, and the price of a coat is ...... First place: Zhan will be surrounded by the warm current of happiness when he thinks about it.

If it weren't for the death order of Liangzhou Mu not to be too harsh, a marmot skin would be nothing to the Qiang people, and no three feet of linen would be needed at all!

On the edge of the Han Chinese settlement, stands a huge thatched hut.

Xiahou stood at the door with a smile and accepted the child's salute.

Xiahou Jing's return of the salute was also straightforward, without the slightest hint of impatience.

When all the children walked into the hut, Xiahou Jing walked in with a smile, and after a short time, the sound of Langlang reading came from inside.

There are no children in Qiang costumes here, only a Han boy with a handful of hair in the middle of his head.

Only the Han people here know that most of the children here are Qiang!

In fact, I can't talk about the Qiang people, they are both children whose parents died, or were sold by their parents to Xiahou Jing.

Whether it is their parents or the Qiang people, it doesn't matter to them for a long time.

They have suffered since they were born, and before that, they were only alive......

Now, they are all good children of the Han family.

The chicks hatched last year are now grown up, and under the guidance of a rooster with colorful coats, they are looking for bugs and grass seeds in the shallow grass.

The first Zhan slowly walked to the front of the school, raised his hand and threw a stone to knock away the rooster that was about to crow.

Through the window of the thatched cottage, he saw that it was full of children, listening to the sound of reading, and then looking at the endless land in the distance, and felt that Tian's coming to Liangzhou was not a distribution, and it could even be said to be a development.

As the head of the Tian branch, he knew better than those ordinary clansmen how majestic the Great Han Kingdom was now.

As long as the emperor does not give up this land, sooner or later the Tian clan will take root in this land and eventually form a new generation of the Tian clan.

Tian Zhan didn't like the surname of the first place at all, however, he didn't think about changing it, and in a few years, it would not be too late to change, Tian was still Tian after all, not the first and second place!

Tian's life in Shandong was not easy, and many fields were confiscated by the emperor, and at that time he felt that the sky was falling.

Looking back now, in exchange for the fertile land here in Shandong, the Tian family did not suffer.

The only bad thing about this is that it's a little farther away from the ancestral shrine.

It would be nice if there were more people from the Tian family......

Tian Zhan looked around, the plains here were unbelievably flat, and if the water could be brought out of the Shiyang River according to the Yun Clan's method, needless to say, this large area of land would be turned into fertile water fields.

The idea that had just been conceived immediately bore fruit after being watered by a waterwheel.

Tian Zhan decided to send two elders of the clan back to Shandong in person to discuss the situation here with the people in the clan.

In Shandong, the reputation of the Tian clan has become stinky, and the emperor does not like them, and the local officials look at them equally unpleasantly.

In such a situation, life is difficult.

If you can come to Liangzhou to get a foothold, it is definitely not a bad thing.

"At the moment, all we need to do is to occupy and reclaim more land!"

When Tian Zhan sat on the steps of the school, he couldn't help but muttered to himself.

"Insightful!"

Xia Houjing, who finished the lecture, sat on the steps without disgust,

"It's just, ...... leaving the ancestral land"

"Hmph, Chen Wan's ancestral home was not Shandong."

Tian Zhan couldn't tell a Confucian like Xiahou Jing about his past, no matter how he quibbled and how he powdered his ancestors' faces, he didn't know as much about that period of history as Xiahou Jing.

There is no authority of Xiahou Jing.

"Your ancestor Tian Clan's Dai Qi is very beautiful, and it is really rare to be able to use Li Dai's Tao Stiff strategy to calmly take over Guozuo from the Jiang Clan.

However, this kind of thing can only be done once, a race, and if such a thing is done once, others will always be vigilant.

Our Majesty is a very vigilant person, and it is too difficult for your Tian clan to turn over once and for a while.

Not even at all.

The idea that you want to settle your clansmen in Liangzhou is very good, and only by staying away from the emperor's sight can you have the possibility of recuperating and starting over. ”

Tian Zhan smiled and arched his hand: "What Mr. said is extremely true!" ”

Xiahou Jing looked at Tian Zhan and said, "This is the end?" ”

"Huh?"

"The old man helped you Tian make suggestions, and you just said thank you and it was over?"

Tian Zhan couldn't remember what idea this old man had given him, he was confused for a moment, looked at the room full of children, and sighed: "Fifty loads of food." ”

Xiahou Jing patted Tian Zhan's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Let's send it after a while, these children look young, but they have a lot of appetite."

If you continue to eat like this, the old man will not be able to support it. ”

"You're going to do it alone?"

Xiahou Jing said with a smile: "There are some old friends who have nothing to do, and they will also come to Liangzhou to teach apprentices. ”

Tian Zhan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Sir, if you can allow my Tian family's children to enter the academy, even if I don't eat by myself, I will definitely support the school." ”

Xiahou sneered and looked at Tian Zhan with disdain.

As soon as Tian Zhan's words came out, he was ashamed and couldn't help himself.

Hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Let Mr. laugh." ”

Xiahou Jing looked into the distance and sighed: "There is nothing good to joke about, the old man has fallen to this point, and he didn't expect it."

Fortunately, this fertile soil of 3,000 has given the old man infinite strength, as long as the old man steps on the earth, he can stand up again and again.

Tian's!

Do you really want to provide for your husband? ”

Tian Zhan heard Xiahou Jing suddenly say this, stood up abruptly and said, "As long as Mr. does not dislike it, the Tian family is willing to do his best to support Mr. and the school, and will never dare to slack off." ”

Xiahou Jing nodded, was silent for a moment, and opened his mouth again: "Then after completely recruiting your Tian clan from Shandong, let the patriarch of your Tian clan come to talk to the old man." ”

Tian Zhan was extremely excited, and when he saw Xiahou Jing walking into the school, he happily jumped twice on the spot.

Then he ran towards the Zhuangzi as light as a swallow.

He vowed to inform the patriarch of the good news as soon as possible, and invited the patriarch to come to Liangzhou as soon as possible.

The Tian family has been brilliant and knows the importance of learning, and in Shandong, there is no Confucian family willing to recruit Tian's children.

Now, there is finally a world-famous Confucian who is willing to accept the Tian family, how can Tian Zhan not be surprised?

Not to mention the 10,000 acres of fertile land in Liangzhou and the leather business in Liangzhou, just the children of the Tian family have the opportunity to sit down and be taught in the Great Confucianism, which is enough to impress the patriarch to move all the Tian family from Shandong!

Xiahou Jing stood in the school hall and watched Tian Zhan leave with a bang.

There was also a hint of a smile on his face.

Although Qiang children are simple by nature, they are not suitable for learning, and Xiahou Jing has discovered this.

Maybe God gave them a strong body, but at the same time took away their seven-trick exquisite heart.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Jing looked down at his gray beard, and sighed slightly, if time permitted, he would teach some strong Qiang disciples.

It's a pity that there is no time, so I can only use the power of the Tian family to select a few cunning students from them, so as to deal with the contention of a hundred schools of thought in the near future!

This is the last wail, the last fight, and the last hope of the hundred schools!