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Meeting Song Tiande, Yi Huan felt that her biggest gain was not to know Song Tiande, but to finally know that Song Tiande was also an old man, and he was still an old man who looked like Yi Huan of Zhixian County. If you don't know that it is Song Tiande, if you don't wear an official uniform, Song Tiande is an old peasant in the countryside, and he has no official temperament at all.

Is it important that the temperament of the official is heavy?

If there is no official temperament, those civilians will not be afraid of officials. If civilians are not feared, the work of officials will not be carried out.

The temperament of officials in ancient officialdom is set off by official uniforms, and the temperament of officials in modern officialdom is accompanied by the front and back, which is why modern officials are always followed by a bunch of people when they travel.

Even if Yi Huan did not have more experience and resources in the officialdom of North Vietnam like Song Tiande, from the process of dealing with Song Tiande, Yi Huan quickly realized that his experience in modern officialdom was completely applicable to North Vietnam.

Whether it is for the people first and then for themselves, or first for themselves and then for the people, in short, the public does not forget the private, and the private does not abolish the public.

"Quick, work harder, it's almost time to get to the city gate."

Yi Huan shouted in the sedan chair, and the corners of her mouth were smug smiles, regardless of whether the sedan chair had been bumped like a roller coaster in modern society.

These officials were not Yi Huan's people in the first place, or they were all people from ten thousand households, and Yi Ying didn't think that he really needed to pity their bodies. Although Xiaguan Village is not far from the county seat, Yi Huan is still strong in the sedan chair.

Although you cannot make them fear yourself in front of all great households, at least let them fear themselves where there are no great households. ’

Yi Huan was proud in her heart, and a gust of wind blew in front of her, and immediately blew open the tightly covered sedan curtain.

Yi Huan looked out through the gap in the sedan curtain that was lifted by the wind, and saw a group of people queuing up to enter the city from a distance. The group was not wearing shackles or prison uniforms, but their hands were tied together by long chains, and they were carried through the doorway like cattle.

I don't know who they are, Yi Huan opened the sedan curtain and asked: "Bao Zhutou, who are those people with chains on their hands, there don't seem to be so many prisoners in Xingcheng County!" ”

"Back to the master, they are not prisoners, they are slaves who are going to be sent to the south to be sold. There is a special slave camp in the county for them to live in, and it is not surprising that the lord does not see it on weekdays. ”

Following the sedan chair, against the wind and sand pouring into her mouth, Bao Ying complained in her heart. Bao Ying is not complaining about the wind and sand, but complaining about eating too much and eating too much at Liu Xiucheng's house before. Now that Yi Ying let them run, this sin is a big one.

North Vietnam is located in the highland area, and most of the weather is dry and dry. It seems that in the late autumn and early winter season, there are always one or two winds full of sand and dust once in a while.

Suddenly hearing the word slave, Yi Ying's heart moved.

Although Yi Huan already knew from the memory of Yi Huan in Zhixian County that there were still slaves in Beiyue, because Xingcheng County was too poor and there was no room for slaves to survive, even if ten thousand large households had to buy slaves from other counties and even Fucheng, they needed slaves for all kinds of families.

Seeing a real slave for the first time, Yi Huan did not feel rare, but found that her opportunity had finally come.

If the officials in the county government can't be trusted, can they also rely on these slaves to protect themselves? Yi Ying was a little happy while thinking about it.

The slavery system in North Vietnam was harsh, but it was also well developed. If you are a fugitive, you will be put to death if you are caught. But not only does every slave owner have the right to remove the status of a slave, but the slave himself can also apply to the local parent officials, that is, the magistrates like Yi Ying, to be exempted from the status of slaves.

Of course, this is more just talk, because no slave owner or official would lightly make slaves unfettered commoners, and that would be very unprofitable.

"Follow them, let's go to the slave camp."

"Yes, Lord Zhixian."

Bao Ying didn't know why Yi Huan wanted to go to the slave camp, but it was better than being dragged around by Yi Huan. Because returning to Xingcheng County is equivalent to returning to the territory of Wandahu.

Although Xingcheng County is only a lower county, it also has 500 soldiers stationed, one is to defend the county seat, and the other is to guard those exiles in the surrounding countryside. Therefore, the soldiers in Xingcheng County are much more brave than those stationed in Xia County. In order to increase the deterrent effect, slave camps were generally built next to the barracks, and the barracks sent soldiers to look after them.

Slaves were confined to living in slave camps until they were sold, and all slave trading was to be carried out in slave camps.

Since Yi Huan was still wearing the county magistrate's uniform, the soldiers who were guarding the slave camp would not stop him. After Bao Ying went up and said a few words, he quickly let the two in.

The size of the slave camp was not large, mainly because the slaves did not need to live in a nice place. With the exception of a few single houses for slave traders, all the slaves lived in a row of twenty people in a large bunk. Not only is it hot in the summer, but it can also be freezing cold in the winter. Fortunately, the slaves did not stay in the camp for long, so that they did not cause major illnesses.

Seeing Yi Huan wearing the county magistrate's uniform and entering the slave camp, although those slaves didn't know what to do, the slave traders quickly ran over. With a smiling face, he said: "The villain has seen the magistrate. ”

In North Vietnam, slave traders were not part of the franchise. As long as slaves can be obtained in accordance with the rules of the imperial court, and sold in a limited place, such as a slave camp.

The larger the city, the larger the size of the slave camp, and even a large number of slaves were traded on a daily basis. However, the slave camps in Xingcheng County almost always played a transit role, not only did there be no fixed time for the slave trade, but few people bought and sold slaves in the slave camps, and only occasionally used them when the slave traders transported slaves.

This was the first time Yi Huan had seen slaves and slave merchants, and when the slave traders began to flatter Yi Huan, Yi Huan also squinted at the slave merchants that this modern society could never see.

The slave trader was very short, probably less than 160 cm, and not only did he have a fat garlic nose, but his cheeks were as ugly as if they had two dough sticking to his face. He was wearing a dirty short coat, his small eyes were slit, and his body was round like a marmot.

It's not ugly, it's extremely obscene.

Since the threshold requirements for being a slave trader are not high, Yi Huan didn't bother to show favor to this slave trader who was even more ugly than Yi Huan in Zhixian County, and said casually: "Where did you get these slaves from, where do you plan to move them to sell, do you know what errands they have done before?" ”

"......, go back to your lordship, these slaves were brought back from Beicang Mansion by villains, and they are going to be moved to Nanyang Mansion for sale, do you want to buy a few too?"

"Bring it out and show me."

Pak Cang Province is a large province near the border of North Vietnam, which is not only vast in land and rich in resources, but also has a large population. Since the drought began the year before, Beicang Province has not harvested for two consecutive years. Not only have people in the province been displaced and sold into slavery, but the drought has gradually spread to the south.

Drought? Pak Cang Province?

Yi Huan originally just wanted to know the origin of these slaves, so as not to use them in the future. But after listening to the slave trader's rhetoric, Yi Ying had a new idea.

Unlike modern wars, which focus on energy, ancient wars fought natural disasters and population.

In modern society, without energy, the population cannot develop, the society cannot develop, and the country cannot develop, and it can only be slaughtered by others. In ancient times, in order to increase the population and escape natural disasters, this was not only the source of wars between countries, but also the main reason for the frequent occurrence of various rebellions.

In the face of Song Tiande's words and deeds, Yi Huan was a little reluctant to lose to him even if it was impossible to take the road of decent officialdom. But after hearing about the drought in Beicang Mansion, Yi Huan suddenly felt that the conditions for rebellion seemed to be ripe.

What a test! How do you choose? ’

Yi Huan waited for the slave merchant's reply, and at the same time was excited and sighed in his heart.

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