What about gratitude!

Everyone present, when they heard this, they almost couldn't wait to pout their butts and give it to the one in Weiyang Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Twice as much land as the title, it's almost like a pie falling from the sky.

Many people are even ready to immediately send the best men of their families north to explore the local situation, to find mines, not to mention anything else, to take the lead.

As long as it is occupied, it is money!

However, this matter is not the focus of today.

Many people looked at Zhuo Wangsun with bated breath, and they all knew that what Zhuo Wangsun said must be true.

Zhuo Wangsun smiled and said to Xia Yi: "The grassland in the south of the Munan is also included in this decree, and all subjects of the Han Dynasty can occupy it as their own pasture ......" "Shan Yu has to be ready, arrange his own troops, and seize the pasture as soon as possible, so as not to be annoyed by the building or the loyal army, and take the lead in the ......"

When Xia Yi heard this, he was also shocked.

The Son of Heaven actually included Makunan in this decree?

Is this terrible?

It is essential to be prepared early!

Otherwise, wouldn't all the good pastures be taken by others?

Therefore, Xia Yi hurriedly got up and bowed: "Thank you, Mr. for mentioning something, this order will be thanked in the future!" ”

As for the decision against the Son of Heaven?

Xia Yi doesn't have the guts!

What's more, in fact, even on the grassland, even if he is a military minister, he can't make all the pastures and tribes belong to him.

In fact, the Huns have always been divided.

Even if it is alone, the amount of pasture it occupies is limited.

Therefore, Xia Yi's resistance is not great, after all, his tribe is still following him, there are only twenty or thirty thousand people.

With such a small number of people, there is a limited amount of pasture space needed.

Yes......

Xia Yi looked at Zhuo Wangsun and expressed the doubts in his heart: "Then, how is the Son of Heaven going to treat the tribes in Munan before?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun smiled and picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, saying, "It depends on Shan Yu......"

"But......" He smiled mysteriously, and said: "If there is a traitor who dares to disobey the Son of Heaven, then Shan Yuke must not be soft......"

"Exactly! Yes, extremely! Xia Yi nodded hurriedly.

He knew that he was the dog raised by the Son of Heaven, and he had to bite whoever the Son of Heaven wanted him to bite.

Moreover, even the military ministers took the main force of the Xiongnu to the south, and attacked the Han Dynasty by surprise, but they were all defeated so badly that they were likely to lose their lives.

Xia Yi didn't think he could turn the sky upside down.

He thought very clearly, as long as the Han Dynasty could support him to be a single Yu.

Be a dog, be a dog!

The Huns, the twin clans, are not untreated as dogs!

A hundred and ten years ago, the Huns were once the dogs of Donghu!

Even Mao Dun Da Shan Yu once served as a slave to King Donghu......

There's nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about.

The people of the bow, since ancient times, have been accustomed to giving dogs and minions to the strong, and now, the Han Dynasty is extremely powerful, and it is natural to make dogs for the people of the Han Dynasty, not only is it not a shame, on the contrary, it is also an honor.

What's more, in these days of the Han Dynasty, Xia Yi visited many places.

It includes the lives of the loyal soldiers, as well as the lives of Xiongnu prisoners of war in several pastures in Shanglinyuan.

Even if he looked at these things with his past thoughts and thoughts, he had to admit that there was a reason why the gods favored and favored the Han Dynasty.

The Han Dynasty ruled the world and dominated the world, which would not only benefit the Han Dynasty, but also benefit the people of the grassland.

He was deeply shocked by the inventions and creations of the Han Dynasty that allowed herders to live without the need to live on water and grass, and to solve the food and fodder sources for livestock by settling down, as well as to feed their families with small green storage cellars, livestock grass and fertilizer.

The fate and turbulence of millions of years of continuous reincarnation of the people of the bow drawer, and the precarious life of the people, finally see the end.

If the pattern of the Han Dynasty is followed, there will be no more famine and calamity among the tribes of the people who lead the bow.

Even in winter, you can eat sweet cheese, drink hot milk tea, hold your child in your arms, and spend the snowy season in the warm Han bun.

And such a solution will be a fatal attraction for all the people who draw the bow!

It was also from that time that Xia Yi began to be sincere and completely convinced.

His tribes and nobles, also from that time, truly recognized the fact that the emperor of the Han Dynasty was equal to Tiandan Yu, and was willing to shed blood and sacrifice for Tiandan Yu.

Because, as everyone knows, the one who can solve the problem of the fate of the people who draw the bow must be God!

Zhuo Wangsun said with a smile: "However, God has the virtue of a good life, this generation may not have the king's law and disobey the king, but after all, it is human life, and Shan Yu should still focus on the people......"

"This ......" Xia Yi hesitated, for thousands of years on the grassland, it has been a king and a loser, and the defeated can die!

And if he wants to sit firmly in the position, he really needs to kill people.

"Why don't you ...... like this," Cheng Zhengying said in due course: "After defeating these tribes, take them prisoner and sell them to me and other ......"

Cheng Zhengying said that he took out a piece of paper like magic, handed it to Xia Yi, and said, "Shan Yu, please see, this price is definitely not a fool!" ”

Xia Yi took it and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up and he was excited.

For the Huns, slaves could have been bought and sold.

And now, the price offered by the merchants of the Han Dynasty made it even more impossible for him to refuse.

A male slave in the prime of life is worth 8,000 yuan, a small slave is 3,000 yuan, an adult female slave is 6,000 yuan, and a small slave is 4,000 yuan.

In addition to these, there are also the price codes of Cypriots, Kangjunu and Daxia Nu on this paper.

If it is a female slave and has outstanding appearance, the price will be negotiated separately as the former.

In general, the price is about the same as before.

Only the price of this male slave has changed somewhat.

After reading it, Xia Yi looked at Cheng Zhengying and Zhuo Wangsun with strange eyes, and asked: "Why is there a difference between castration and non-castration in the price of this Sainu and Kangjunu and Daxia Nu?" ”

This request is outlandish.

On top of this, the price of each of the above-mentioned slaves castrated is one to two percent higher!

Isn't this encouraging him and his tribe to castrate these slaves if they catch them in the future?

Cheng Zhengying and Zhuo Wangsun laughed when they heard this.

"It's good to be castrated......" Cheng Zhengying said: "If the other generation is castrated, he will naturally not think about other things, but will only concentrate on doing things......"

Zhuo Wangsun also smiled and said: "It's the pole, it's the pole ......."

But in fact, the two of them don't quite know why this is so.

But, this is the meaning that came out of the palace, although I don't know if it is the meaning of the Son of Heaven, but it is not far from it.

Xia Yi didn't bother to think too much, he looked at Zhuo Wangsun and Cheng Zhengying, and said, "Since that's the case, then I agreed......"

He also understands a little now what the Han Dynasty wants him to do.

It's nothing more than to make him a person who does dirty work.

However, this gave him a reassurance.

The people of the Han Dynasty needed him, and this is the best news he got today.

The most terrible thing about being a dog is not that the owner lets himself bite, but that the owner doesn't let himself bite.

Once the owner does not allow himself to bite, is there any other outcome for the dog besides being slaughtered?

The people of the Han Dynasty said that the cunning rabbit died, and the lackeys cooked, and that was the truth!

"Good!" As soon as Xia Yi's voice fell, Zhuo Wangsun, Cheng Zhengying and other businessmen were all happy.

They don't care about the nomads on the steppe.

Those slaves are not enough for them to consume.

What they care about is the Kangju, Daxia and poisonous population!

Legend has it that there are tens of millions of people in those places, and even if they catch a few million, they will be enough for their mines and workshops.

As for the formalities of castration, it doesn't matter.

These slaves are meant to be consumed anyway!

And, in fact, now that I think about it, it's better to castrate.

If you are castrated, there will be no future, and no one will come to take revenge, and you can sleep at night with peace of mind!

If Kangju, Daxia, and the Poisoners could be found as replacements, then the slave trade in the Southwest Yi could also be stopped.

In fact, if there is a choice, Cheng Zhengying and Zhuo Wangsun are not willing to do those things in the southwest Yi at all.

Because, they know that sooner or later, these places will become Han land, and the people of these places will become Han people.

When the time comes, there will be people who will study, become officials, and even climb to the top of the empire.

Then, what will these people do?

Surely they will be liquidated by those whose hands are stained with the blood of their kindred!

Therefore, over the years, Zhuo Wangsun and Cheng Zhengying have been paying attention to their own means, once they are offended, then cut the grass and eradicate the roots, leaving no future troubles!

On the other hand, although the barbarians of Southwest Yi, although they are Yidi, they have not been kingized, no matter how many deaths, Cheng Zhengying and Zhuo Wangsun have no psychological and moral pressure.

But in the end, these people have the same skin color and appearance as China.

They don't have Zhang Tang's cultivation and mentality, so they can really turn a blind eye.

This is also the advantage of the Chinese, even blood-stained butchers like Cheng Zhengying and Zhuo Wangsun will have moral guilt.

When I dream at night, I will also dream of those unjust souls.

Mencius said it well - a gentleman is to a beast, seeing its life, he can't bear to see its death, he can't bear to hear its voice, and he can't bear to eat its flesh.

Cheng Zhengying and Zhuo Wangsun are naturally not gentlemen.

But it's not a natural demon either.

They are just people who are forced to passively follow this path.

Over the years, they have not often visited mines and workshops, and will only go around to do business and negotiate business.

These matters were entrusted to the subordinates, the stewards, and the retainers.

If slave labor could be replaced by people of the same color and face to those of blonde or dark-haired distant places, their moral pressure and guilt would be greatly removed.

And, because they are all castrated, there is no need to fear the possible descendants of these people to liquidate.

Even, in this whole process, they can do it without blood - all the bad things are done by Xia Yi, there is a wrong, there is a debtor, all the evil ghosts want to ask for their lives, please find Xia Yi.

And at this moment, Zhang Tang finally knew what he was doing here.

He is a witness and an overseer.

At the same time, he is also the one who needs slave labor, and he is also a community of interests. (To be continued.) )