Chapter 429: The Fiery Great Age

The grassland in summer is the most beautiful time of the year, the melting snow water of the green ridge makes the long river weak in winter become turbulent, there is more water, the grass is also fat, the sheep that fill the old Qintem area are all like the second ancestor with a full stomach, the hair does not have to bother to cut, a grab is a handful, and then load a cart and transport it to the Qin country; With the wool and the happy Western Regions Rong brothers, just like the cowboys who rushed to the West during the Western Development Period, Liyang is a place full of opportunities and money in their eyes, it is a good man, you have to go to Lao Qin, go to Liyang!

Women graze sheep, men go to Qin to make money, this has almost become the consensus of the Rong people in the Western Regions, if you can join the army to win a few battles, it will be even better, maybe you will change to the title of "Gongshi and the first" and "Shangzao and brother", the plaque with red letters on a black background is hung on their own tents, how to see how the face is bright, and it can also be exempted from taxes, is there such a good thing in the world? Now the Rong people in the Western Regions love the Qin State more than the old Qin people, and they are looking forward to war when they scream all day long.

Ordinary Rong people are happy, and even happier are the Rong kings of all ethnic groups; What is the Western Regions Grassland? When the Qin people did not come here, they had to deal with the powerful Shengqiang and be oppressed by the hateful Sai Seed King, and now several of the strongest Shengqiang tribes have been trampled on the ground by Bai Zi, and the tribal territory has become the Xijun City, and the head of the Sai Chong King has also become a shriveled skeleton, and after the most powerful forces were subdued, they suddenly found that there was peace in the Western Regions, a place of turmoil and chaos

With peace, fools will crave war, and in the past, in order to compete for the land of abundant water and grass, they had to lead their clansmen to fight desperately with foreigners. In fact, it is these vested interests who do not want to fight the most. It's okay to win. If they fail, their fate will be 10,000 times more tragic than that of ordinary people! How good it is now, with Xijun, the messenger of light, guarding the Western Regions, the chaotic grassland immediately has order, and the people of Baizi treat them as friends, respect them like Chinese nobles, cut meat for them with their own hands, and toast them with their own hands. On that day, the kings of Xijun City feasted, and they really did not get drunk and did not return to wine, that is, the more they drank, the more intimate they became, and they became good brothers when they drank.

After listening to the decree of the autonomous region promulgated by the Qin State, they will not suffer no matter how they calculate, and now the Western Regions are inseparable from the support of the Qin State, but the old Qin did not think of depriving them of their interests, the territory is still theirs, and the people are still theirs, as long as they abide by the decree of the autonomous region promulgated by the Western Monarch, their interests will be fully protected. There is a day of Qin, and there is a day of them. There are 10,000 years of Qin, there are 10,000 years of them, listen to how good it is for Baizi to say - 'private property is sacrosanct'! Yes, that's what it means, with this guarantee, Lao Tzu's property can be passed on to his son, and his son can be passed on to his grandson, no matter how useless the children and grandchildren are, they are not afraid of being robbed! Before changing to Xijun's future, would they dare to have such a dream? The king of the steppe is like the king of the wolves, don't change too quickly! Compared to these benefits, what is it to abide by the gentle decrees of the Western Monarch and contribute some manpower to the Qin State if necessary? It's that they want to reject the Qin State, and they are afraid that the clansmen will resist first, and cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents

military, economic, legal; Faith, temptation, and even secret deterrence, Bai Dong intentionally or unintentionally cast a big net that completely netted these 'little yellow fish' in the Western Regions, and the combination of rigidity and softness made them only willingly obey without raising a trace of resistance.

Fifty-six nationalities are not far from the day when they will sing the same song, Lao Qin's back garden begins to ripple with bursts of sweet fragrance, Yingquliang snickers in Liyang every day, and even the amount of food has doubled, and Mrs. Bu Rongyi is the first to discover that the king is getting younger and younger, and more and more fierce; The bed is the only place where she verifies the truth, since the uncle of the Bai family drove the Persians out of the Western Regions, the Xijun built a city and opened the mansion, and the Rong people liked to obey the law, the monarch was simply reborn, and it changed from once in seven nights to seven times in one night, it is embarrassing to think about it, every time she 'rushes into the sky', Mrs. Guo will always thank Uncle Bai for her two forgets to tear the sheets and grab the railing. Uncle Bai, thank you, people give you a trust, and you will give people a passionate life, this kindness is too great!

Yingquliang is tired but not happy, Bai Dong is the same, now every day Yingquliang has to play the guard of honor sent by Yingquliang to look around to see the people of the Western Regions, in this season when a layer of oil can be sunburned at noon, but also the inner and outer three layers to wear thick robes, wear nine crowns, and do a strict sΓΉ shape, in order to maintain the majesty of the Western Monarch, even the neck can not be exposed, and the sweat is held to a state.

Now Bai Dong understands why Qin Shi Huang died, that is, he died of heat! No, Lao Tzu can't be killed by the heat, he must fight hard, but no matter what he says, the celebrant from Liyang just doesn't agree, and he kneels on the ground one by one with tears in his eyes, putting on a posture of dying to admonish, which means that our heads can be dropped, and Xijun's clothes can't be taken off! The eldest celebrant cried even more with a handful of snot and tears, and every sentence was the words of a loyal minister, saying that Xijun is patrolling on behalf of the Son of Heaven, your majesty is the majesty of the Son of Heaven, and your improper clothes are the misconduct of the Qin State? If Xijun wants to show his neck, he can cut off the old man's head first! Then he raised his neck and glared at Bai Dong like a cockfight, as if he was the incarnation of Bao Qingtian, Kou Qingtian, Hai Qingtian.

Bai Dong wants to smack him with a jasmine face, and he wants to be famous and crazy, right? Isn't this kind of thing a thing that officials in the Ming Dynasty often do, so you are their ancestor? Damn, it's not so hot that you're right, right? However, no matter how angry he is in his heart, he still has to encourage this old man with warm words, and show the temperament of Mingjun; Wei Ying and Jing Jian who came with him were crazy with happiness, the two guys were holding back their faces and purple lips, and they couldn't hold back their laughter, and Jing Jian also asked very considerately, do you want to carry a piece of ice for Xijun? Since Bai Dong invented the method of taking ice from saltpeter, it is not uncommon to get a few pieces of ice, but can Bai Dong ask for it? This time he is going to patrol the tribes of the Western Regions, let the brothers of the Western Regions bathe in the grace of heaven, turn their hearts to China, enhance national cohesion and build a Great China, have you ever seen the Son of Heaven and the Shepherd sitting on the cart with a few pieces of ice in front of him? That's how dead bodies are treated! Rejected Jing Jian angrily, wiped a handful of sweat, Bai Dong looked at the vast grassland in front of him, and felt unspeakable resentment in his heart, other people's children crossed through the Tang Dynasty or the Song Dynasty, so that this material life can be guaranteed, look at the dynasty he crossed to, he went to the Western Regions, and he couldn't even eat a watermelon, so where did this watermelon come from to China? Looking forward to it

Thinking about the delicacy of watermelon, Bai Dong's saliva was about to flow, but unfortunately this thing is still estimated to be in Central Asia now, before the Huaxia army crossed the green ridge, it was not to realize his dream of eating watermelon happily, first take the chilled grapes on top, and throw a few grapes into his mouth, Bai Dong saw that the road ahead was gradually lowering, and sighed: "It's about to go out of the city area, and the army can rest?" ”

This time it was not a large army to go out, but the Western Emperor inspected the Western Regions Autonomous Region in the name of the Son of Heaven, personally conveyed the decree, and rejoiced with all the people of the Western Regions, so every move must be based on ancient rituals, which is not much better than Qin Shi Huang, who went to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen; The Zhou royal family and the celebrant from Liyang are now the masters, and they have to nod their heads to rest and rest along the way, who made this an era of etiquette and music? Thinking of these, Bai Dong wants to ask Confucius, isn't your old man talking about etiquette and happiness every day, is this still called etiquette and happiness? It's true that Benjun is about to let the toss break!

Several celebrants looked at the sky and calculated that the hour was almost up, so Bai Dong was allowed to take off his thick robe, change into casual clothes, lie down on a bamboo chair, and drink a glass of cold wine.

The big avalanche in the Amand Canyon shocked the entire Western Regions, and also made Yingquliang suddenly sit up in the middle of the night and laugh wildly, Bai Dong's mind he understands best, the title of this Dingbian lady has long been prepared, now wait for the arrival of the Son of Heaven, and then add a layer of halo to the flea, but this is the first time in China to confer a martial arts title for a woman, the flea returned to Liyang as early as half a month ago, ready to go to Luoyi to see the king of Zhou to be sealed, then Bai Yue's clan and bitter wine will also go together, Bai Dong still needs to sit in the Western Regions for a period of time, Can't accompany his wife to go, Yingquliang is already ready to let Bu Rong go to Zhou Tianzi is now a fallen phoenix is not as good as a chicken, but the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven, and Qin Guo took this opportunity to make friends with the royal family, no matter how it is counted, it is a money-making transaction

"Xijun, Uncle and Uncle Sun have just sent back the news, and the body of Ali Baba has not been found yet, which is really strange, 20,000 Persians have been frozen into ice, but this Ali Baba is alive and dead."

Syald was also hot, Bai Dong took off his robe, he immediately followed to remove his armor, wearing a 'tattered flow and a mouthful of clock' and wandered to Bai Dong's side, cheekily rubbing his cold wine to drink; Bai Dong looked up at him, the underwear of the pre-Qin era was this kind of virtue, similar to the monks of later generations who wore a bell, it felt extremely ugly, well, after the situation in the Western Regions stabilized, it was time to improve the equipment of the army, Lao Qin's soldiers had to have face, and they couldn't ignore it?

"Well, wait a little longer, Alibaba can't run, wood"

With Mu Xijing, a meritorious guy, lurking beside Alibaba, Bai Dong didn't believe that Alibaba, a cooked duck, could still fly; During this time, he was too busy, and the letters and snowflakes from all walks of life generally flew back and forth, and he might have ignored Mu Xijing, and was about to ask if there was a secret letter from Mu Xijing, when he suddenly heard a noise in the distance, and there was a faint sound of the war drums of the Shengqiang people.

"Alert!"

Seed stood up suddenly, looking forward with a cold gaze, most of the current Western Regions Zhurong are convinced of their teacher, but the Shengqiang people are an exception (to be continued......

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