If you ask the person in control of one side, what is the most troublesome thing in this world, it is estimated that seven or eight times out of ten it will be said that it is the human heart, because it is impossible to guess what everyone is thinking, no one in this world knows anything like mind reading, at least no one can now, even the so-called lie detector is not omnipotent.

So what do the people who control one side do? Some people delineate rules, and then delegate some powers to achieve a hierarchical management and control model, and delegate subordinates the function of supervising each other; Some people will blindly demand that everyone's mind belong to him, and then kill those who disagree, and finally complain about "the injustice of heaven" when everyone abandons him.

Of course, who is smart and who is stupid has different opinions, the former is easy to be restrained by subordinates, but the latter can improve efficiency and achieve the goal in the shortest possible time.

Luo Kaixian didn't have the desire to control everything, in fact, if he didn't want to do something in this time and space, his requirements for external objects were actually very simple. A big house, a virtuous wife, hundreds of acres of pasture, a few horses, and a few more children, if he didn't come to this time and space, this is the life he wants.

But, yes, there is always a but, inexplicably running to this time and space, this kind of welfare for no reason makes Lao Luo always feel that there is a pair of eyes watching him in the dark, not a terrible thing, but it makes him difficult to be ordinary, this feeling cannot be verified, so whether it is subjective or objective, he needs to do something.

The situation he is encountering now is similar to that of a township chief in later generations, all of them are in charge of tens of thousands of people, the difference is the composition of personnel, these people under him are much more complex than the township chiefs of later generations, white-skinned Mediterranean people, Arabs, Azerbaijanis, Armenians, Caucasian mountain people, yellow-skinned are more complicated, although they all have oriental blood, but the bloodline of which ethnic group is mixed cannot be counted at all, in addition to a large group of Central Asian Cypriot women, of course, the concept of bloodline in this era is not so clear, and Lao Luo does not care, The point is that folk customs and beliefs are different, which can be regarded as a comparative disadvantage.

In addition to this, there is another problem, one of the biggest differences from later generations is that later generations have a conventional model, and this group in this era cannot have a mainstream because of various differences, even if the people of the original Tang camp have lost a lot of traditions because they have been away from their homeland for many years, so Lao Luo can basically be said to be painting on blank paper, well, this is an advantage.

In the winter, all the actions after settling in Kuzak were actually Lao Luo's drawings on blank paper.

Whether it's arranging for civilians to participate in military training or arranging for everyone to learn the written word, it is the first color that is applied on this blank piece of paper.

As for the characteristics of the original owner, such as the national language and beliefs, there is no need to erase them, and if they are not done well, it will be counterproductive, and the best way is to spend time. When all non-Han people find it more convenient to speak Chinese and write Chinese characters in the East, they will automatically make a choice.

As the days gradually passed, Lao Luo and Li Ji's engagement was purely natural, followed by the Spring Festival and Shangyuan Festival, and it was almost Qingming Festival in a blink of an eye.

Ancestor worship is everywhere, and even if Central Asia is affected, this day is also a time to go out and start preparing for farming in the East.

It's just that the city of Kuzak is still covered with snow because of its high terrain and the influence of high mountains.

However, the festival day is the festival day, and it will not change depending on the environment.

This time, it was Lao Li Tan who led the team to be the main sacrifice, recited the sacrificial text, burned incense and paper, and after everyone kowtowed to the east, he sent a few old people back to rest, and a few young people, well, who are not more than forty years old, are considered young people, and got together to talk.

"San Lang, how much reserve do you have for winter? If it is not enough, should someone be sent to Samarkand to buy it? But I'm afraid the road is still difficult. "Winter is gradually passing, although there is still snow on the ground, but the low-lying ground has begun to sprout, although the surface of the Syr Darya River has not yet opened, but the soil on the bank has begun to soften, the consumption of winter training is very large, Li Xuan is now quite stressed.

"Don't worry, it's up to you to go to Stan...... However, there is one point, everyone else is involved in the training, and Brother Xuan, you can't be left behind as a scholar. Saying this, Lao Luo also patted each other's hands by the way, and after marrying Li Ji, the relationship between the two was much closer than before.

"What kind of scholar am I, the Zhang family is a scholar...... Ha, don't underestimate me, it's nothing bad to look at the Turks with a knife. With Lao Luo's words, Li Xuan is much more relaxed, not to mention anything else, the food and meat consumed every day are an unbelievable number, and now they are all supplied by Lao Luo, once there is no guarantee, everyone is waiting to be hungry.

"I'm not just talking about slashing people with knives, but so many people cutting together, you always have to know how to cooperate with others, right?" Lao Luo didn't have so many scruples when he spoke, if it weren't for the stubborn old man who was watching Dou Miao, he would have been eager to throw everyone to the training ground to hone it, and when he continued to the east, it would be much easier.

"General, I think the training is good now, and those civilians are much stronger when wielding knives and spears than before the village festival." Gonzas interjected on the side, but his Chinese language was not very standard, and he said that the Spring Festival was a village festival, a bit like the dialect of some places in the East, but it was a little weird.

"Stupid merin, it's the Spring Festival, not the village festival." Min Wenhou, who was joining in the excitement next to him, interjected on the side.

"You're a dead monkey, do you want to be beaten again?" Gonzas spoke this sentence very standardly, more fluently than many mixed-race Han people, and as he spoke, the arm of the big white bear drove to Min Wenhou's neck.

Min Wenhou was not honest either, and the monkey's paw went directly to the soft underbelly of Gonzas.

No one cares about the excitement of the two people, but what they say resonates with the people next to them.

"The civilians are really well trained, at least as good as the ordinary soldiers in the time of Sylvain." Cheng Shouru's words are relatively fair, he has been staring at the training of the garrison camp recently, and by the way, he has also seen the training results of civilians many times, although it is not as good as their professional fighters, but at least his garrison can relax.

"And now everyone's literacy has come up, and those yellow-haired guys catch people talking all day long when they're fine." Li Zheng has been idle for the past few months, and he usually likes to talk, so he was arrested as a laborer and taught words, and his words are a summary.

Nowadays, the language communication in the team is not a big problem, because the number of Chinese speakers is the largest, so Chinese has become the language that everyone is learning, including some mixed-race Han people-episcopic children, they may speak Turkic, Iranian and even the language of the Quegasians, but they still have to learn to speak Chinese from scratch.

Standing next to Li Zheng was the Bulgarian Olki, who also spoke a lot of Chinese now, but he was a yellow-haired man, so he couldn't help but roll his eyes and mutter, you black hair.

Recently, the situation in this small city camp has changed a lot, everyone is looking at it, if it was said that when Sylfan first came out, the descendants of the Tang people as the main body still had a small collective consciousness, and there was some unconscious rejection of the people who received them on the road later, but now this situation is basically not seen, it is because of the result of participating in training together.

Moreover, when people of other ethnic groups learn Chinese, the Han people next to them will also involuntarily learn the other party's language, and the purpose may be very simple, at least not because when they quarrel, the other party will not say a word of hometown scolding and they can't understand it.

Of course, there are a lot of fun things about language learning, such as many warriors who fall in love with one of those brides-to-be, and secretly find someone to learn the other person's language, which is also a kind of motivation, isn't it?

"Hey, it would be nice if I didn't have to go on, I kind of like it here." Looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, Li Xuan sighed and said with some sighs.

"It doesn't matter, it's not that you won't come back if you leave, if you like, in the future we will drive out the Turks, occupy this land, expand the city, set up a state here, and then you will be the state pastor." Lao Luo said with a relaxed face, everything was as he expected, indicating that there was nothing wrong with his judgment and actions.

"Really?" Li Xuan asked with some surprise. It's not that he doesn't believe Lao Luo's words, that kind of thing is too difficult, when the Tang Dynasty set up the state and the four towns of Western Xinjiang, isn't it now gone?

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's man-made, I can't even think about it, so it's better to go home and sleep."

"Okay, I'm just waiting to be the state pastor, hey, no, according to the official system of the Tang Dynasty, the governor should be a thorn in history, and only the capital is called a pastor." Li Xuan said helplessly, it is not the first day that this big man dares to act, he really doesn't know how far the other party can go after such a long contact.

A few people next to him listened to the conversation between the two with different expressions, Cheng Shouru and Li Zheng were a little skeptical, and the Gonzas and Olki from the West were convinced, their original master Soratinok still wanted to pull Old Lo to Rome to be the king, but the water in Rome was too mixed, and this master was unwilling to mix in.

In their minds, since Alexander the Great could conquer such a large territory in the past, this master must be able to do it now, what Caesar and the like seem to be very powerful, but can they lead thousands of cavalry to defeat tens of thousands of enemies?

Lao Luo didn't know what everyone was thinking, and he was casually discussing with everyone, his mind had run away, the integration of personnel was basically ready, and the next thing to pay attention to was the arrangement for the next two months.

Once the snow melts, it's time to guard against a surprise attack by the Turks or Qarluqs.

Even if there is no enemy attack, in two months we will have to prepare to drive around the Tianshan Mountains and return to the east, and there are still many things to prepare during this period, such as the selection of routes, the maintenance of equipment, and the recuperation of livestock...... Nothing can be delayed.

Because it's about to begin.

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