"Oh?" Yang Zheng looked at the bald tree function in surprise.

Be amazed at the sharpness of his gaze.

In fact, Xuanyilang, generals, etc., who graduated from the Qingying, are the chassis of Yang Zheng's power, and in the future, the scope of the imperial examination will be expanded, and local officials will be directly produced from it.

The bald tree has a very sensitive sense of political smell.

With his current merits, and then study in the youth camp for a few years, when he comes out, he will inevitably be reused in the true sense.

At the same time, in the past few years in the youth camp, he has also avoided the fate of being used as cannon fodder.

"Since you have this heart, I will naturally agree." Others took the initiative to jump into the pot, and it was impossible for Yang Zheng not to agree.

"General Xie!" The bald tree function is arched.

"What's your name?" Yang Zheng looked at the Xianbei young man next to him and said.

The rise of a group must be accompanied by capable generals.

The young man was stunned, probably not expecting Yang Zheng to notice him, so he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Xiaomin Bald Hair Pill." ”

"General Hui, this is his subordinate cousin." Bald tree functional.

In this era, regardless of the Han Yi, most of the names are not simple.

Yang Zheng thought about it for a while, and didn't remember that there was such a number one person in history, so he didn't care too much, "No courtesy, if you really enter the Qing Camp of the general, you are not a humble nobleman, everything starts from scratch, are you willing?" ”

Yang Zheng's own son didn't do anything special, changed his name, and lived with ordinary children and ate together.

"Yes!" Bald Hair Pill arched his hand.

With the bald brothers taking the lead, the other seventeen leaders also asked their sons to be sent to the camp.

It seems that this battle in Henan has made them see the power of the Xuanyi envoy.

Yang Zheng naturally agreed, they sought to further bind themselves to themselves, and Yang Zheng also hoped to borrow their children to completely transform them.

After that, Yang Zheng set up a grand banquet for them.

All that they had received from the expedition belonged to them as promised.

Yang Zheng only needs land and captives.

It's a joy for all.

Drunk at the banquet.

The largest Tiefu tribe in Henan was defeated, and the remaining tribes are not to worry, next spring, the Liangzhou cavalry entered, and Xuanyilang recruited the rebels, and this piece of horse breeding land fell into Yang Zheng's pocket.

However, another major problem in front of Yang Zheng is becoming increasingly prominent.

Identity issues.

Before annexing the Hehuang Qiang Department, Yang Zheng sacrificed the Qiang-Han homology theory, which was widely publicized among the Qiang people, and then won the death force of the Qiang people.

Now the same is true for the Xianbei people and the Huns.

If you can't give them a sense of identity, closeness, and belonging, there will always be a layer of estrangement.

Find an ancestor for the Xianbei people, and it will naturally be difficult to defeat Du Pre, who is rich in five cars.

Who says that China has a long history? One solves all problems since ancient times.

The Yellow Emperor has a son named Changyi, the youngest son of Changyi is sealed in the northern Xinjiang, and there is a mountain named Da Xianbei Mountain in the country, so this mountain is the name, multiplication, and gradually forms a tribe, animal husbandry for a living, shooting and hunting for the industry, and the folk customs are simple.

Because the Yellow Emperor has the virtue of the soil and is called the king, the northern folklore calls "Tu" as "Tuo", and "Hou" as "Ba", so the leader of the tribe takes "Tuoba" as his surname, which means the descendants of the Yellow Emperor.

And the origin of the Xiongnu is even simpler.

The Han Dynasty had already completed Shuoyuan, and in terms of blood, the pure Xiongnu people were closer to the Central Plains.

There is a record in the Han Dynasty Leyan's "Bracket Genealogy": Xia Wei has no way, Tang Fangzhi Mingtiao, died in three years, his son is a mane, his wife and concubines, and he lives in Beiye, and then becomes a Huns.

In a word, the Qiang people, Xianbei, Xiongnu, and Han all have the same origin, and they were one family a thousand years ago......

In Yang Zheng's view, as long as it is yellow skin, it is from the Chinese lineage.

However, the Xiongnu jumped up in the Maodun period, kicked the Donghu, bullied the Han, crossed the north and south of the desert, invaded the Western Regions, and the horseshoe once extended to the Central Asian steppe, so it was mixed with a lot of white skin.

For example, the Qian, Yue, Qiangqu, and Fuqu are all races north of the Green Mountains.

"In the future, this is the task of your Xuanyi Division, to spread it in Xiongnu and Xianbei languages, so that every Xiongnu Xianbei person is familiar with it." Yang Zheng instructed Pang Qingdao.

The right to speak in this era is completely in the hands of the Han people.

Later generations of Asian countries looking for the history of their ancestors also had to look through Chinese classics.

"Yui!"

Pang Qing has become more and more capable over the years, and by Yang Zheng's side, he often comes into contact with top figures such as Lu Zhidu Preguard, and he learns modestly and grows very fast.

The winter in the northwest is particularly bitter.

However, the Qianghu captives and slaves in the northwest were much warmer than in previous years.

Liangzhou Xingtai personally supervised and built a large thatched hut for them, with two meals of hot porridge every day, as well as winter clothes eliminated from the army, and dry firewood and haystacks in the city were also provided to them free of charge.

There are also medical students from the youth camp who treat their injuries.

Although people still die every day, they do not freeze to starvation.

The Xuanyi Division also took the opportunity to intervene, asking for warmth and solving various practical difficulties.

In less than half a month, the nobles and leaders hidden in it were identified, and there were as many as 1,000 people.

The slaves of the Xiongnu and Xianbei to the common people were even more tragic than those in the Central Plains.

This can be seen from the emaciated size of the captives.

In accordance with Yang Zheng's instructions, the Xuanyi Division held a condemnation meeting.

One by one, the former nobles were pressed on the stage by the Liangzhou sergeants with the tiger's back, and Xuanyilang read out their former crimes, bullying men and women, mutilating the old and weak, and robbing their livestock, so that the civilians had no food to wrap their stomachs and warm clothing.

"What they wear, what they eat, what they drink, and what they use is your flesh and blood, your toil, and you were born and died on the battlefield, but they insult your wives and daughters at will in the rear!" Xuanyi Lang Ma Hui roared angrily in Xiongnu on the stage.

He was originally a poor boy from the Huns, if nothing else, the audience was numb and shrunk together, and the person who was as numb as a jackdaw was what he would look like in the future.

But the arrival of Yang Zheng changed his fate, he was admitted to the youth camp, and in the six years before and after, he gradually grew into a qualified Xuanyilang.

The painful experience of childhood is still fresh in my memory.

Human happiness varies, but suffering is roughly the same.

"They live, and they will only suck your flesh dry!" Ma Hui spoke with emotion and empathy.

This is a must-have skill for almost every Xuanyilang.

The eyes of the captives in the audience gradually appeared with hatred.

Finally, a thin young man in the audience let out an angry roar, and UU read the book, "Suno suddenly killed my father and mother and snatched my sister." ”

Ma Hui pulled out the ring head knife and threw it in front of him, "You now have a chance to take revenge!" ”

The young man picked up the knife, but his hands and feet were shaking.

The eyes of the people around him fell on him.

"Don't you dare?"

"I dare!" The young man picked up the knife, stepped up to the stage step by step, and slowly sent the knife into Suano's chest.

The latter struggled at first, then trembled and whined for mercy, but the sound did not delay the knife from reaching his chest......

Hatred ignited instantly.

The breathing of the people in the audience became heavy.

Then these nearly a thousand heads fell, allowing the hatred to be unleashed.

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