The buildings in the East District are obviously richer than those in the West District residential area, with more extremely neat adobe houses and fewer thatched huts and even straw sheds.

At an intersection entering the East District, the fully armed soldiers from Haibei were frightened and frightened, and basically, they were allowed to enter and leave.

On this side, there was another scene. Xiao Dezi was scolding the generals of the Haibei Army and asked repeatedly. The general meaning was, why are you so disrespectful to the Secretary of the Daqi Duo Observation Commander Situba? As a formal official of the Observation Commander, she had the right to enter any area of ​​Haibei to monitor the actions of the Haibei Army against local residents, and in accordance with the Daqi Overseas Investigation Code, all vassal states have the obligation to protect the state's obligation to ensure the welfare of the people friendly to Daqi.

Lu Ning would never debate eloquence with ordinary generals in Haibei. He sat in a carriage beside him. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart when he heard Xiao Dezi's words. He said that the colonists were indeed a good move on the moral high ground. If the regime they supported was close to Daqi and the domestic rule was brutal, Daqi could negotiate in name but did not take real actions. However, it could also win the favor of the people under the puppet regime. If the regime deviated from the track of Daqi, it could be punished. In short, if Daqi did not directly rule these areas, it would have no obligation to have the living standards of its residents, and the operational space was greatly increased.

Moreover, in the alliances signed with the vassal states and protectors, they demand that these regimes ensure the welfare of the people close to Daqi. Otherwise, according to the Daqi overseas surveillance code, all aid can be withdrawn and the parties can be asked to compensate.

As for the so-called aid, such as garrison, the military expenses must be borne by the parties, but according to the calculation method of Daqi, the garrison expenses are another account. As for mutually beneficial trade, mining that creates local employment opportunities, etc., it is of course also the favor of Daqi.

As for the education institutions in Daqi that only teach Qi Wen to popularize Daqi's values ​​during the process of trade, resource mining, etc., are great blessings to local local people.

Of course, overall, these vassal states, protectors and national life in the Daqi are stable. At least the areas where Qi people are located can still be solved. Compared with the years of war and the barbarian tribes plundering and fighting each other, they have indeed entered the pastoral life that the poor people at the bottom of the country yearn for. The Nanyang tribes are also regarded as small protectors by the Daqi and have also been developed to a certain extent.

However, the pros and cons of these national policies to the Da Qi are obviously the time to truly verify in the buffer zone of the Western Regions.

As the commander of the Lieyan Camp, the commander of the Daqi Divine Fire Army in the eyes of the people of Haibei, Xiao Dezi scolded the generals of the Haibei Guer who led the team to block the East District, and the other party was naturally arrogant and dared not say anything.

Tuba sat in an open-top simple bamboo chariot. Two female Mamluk soldiers in front and behind held the chariot and stopped beside Xiao Dezi and the general.

At this time, the general took two steps to caress his chest and bowed deeply, "Dear Secretary Tuba, I wish you a deep apology. Please forgive my sins!"

Tuba nodded slightly, "Forget it." But beautiful eyes couldn't help but turn to the carriage parked far away.

"Madam Ru, please enter this block." Xiao Dezi also bowed beside him.

Although they are all female slaves, they are slaves around the emperor after all, so Xiao Dezi calls them "Madam Ru", which not only shows a certain respect, but does not overestimate their titles.

Tuba's bamboo chariot headed to the east, followed by several Lieyan Camp musketeers, more than a dozen Baruchi heavy infantrymen, and several Mamluk cavalrymen in front and behind to open the way. The Haixi generals also hurriedly got on their horses and followed the end.

In the carriage, Lu Ning nodded slightly and said, "Okay, let's find a place to have tea and wait for her."

In the carriage, Susan was sitting next to her. She naturally knew that Lu Ning was not discussing with her and nodded slightly.

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In fact, there is a teahouse at the entrance of the East District, where the believers of Mohammed cannot drink alcohol, so Qi tea is now very popular.

Today, the teahouse is full of people, and people who are uneasy will be even more panicked at home. Therefore, they are looking for a public place where they can share this fear. This teahouse, which was originally relatively high-end, is also free to come in today. Whether to buy black tea or not is the second.

Lu Ning and Susan entered the teahouse, and there were musketeers outside. The infantry and Mamluk cavalry stood still. The originally chaotic teahouse immediately became quiet. These Mohammed believers all looked at the two uninvited guests with complicated eyes.

The teahouse is said to be high-end, but in fact, the seats and the like are very casual. Some soft blankets can be sat on the ground, and there are tables and chairs. They are randomly placed around the teahouse. The open space in the middle is left for artists who perform Makame, but now they are full of people who take refuge or come to inquire about the news.

"Quick, please, please sit here." The owner of the luxuriously dressed teahouse reacted first, hurriedly welcomed him, and personally led the two of them to a soft blanket closest to the open space in the middle. The person who was originally sitting on the soft blanket quickly stood up and gave up his seat.

Lu Ning waved his hand, pointed to two chairs at the "bar" and said, "Let's sit there."

The owner of the teahouse heard the people in Persian speaking. Although he didn't know where the accent was very stiff, he was slightly stunned and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, please..."

Two Mamluk female soldiers following Lu Ning and Susan spread the soft cushion in their hands on the chair, and Lu Ning and Susan sat down.

This teahouse provides high-end black tea. The so-called high-end black tea is cooked with tea with sugar and other condiments. The teahouse owner personally cooked for Lu Ning and Susan. It is also this kind of tea, and it uses a brand new teapot and tea cup.

Dozens of Mohammedans gathered in the teahouse, but they were silent at this time. Before Lu Ning and Susan came in, they were still discussing in fear whether the Gurs would burn, kill and rob in their neighborhoods.

"Disciple, do you want to see Makame?" the teahouse owner asked with a smile.

The owner of the teahouse is Abiding. He is knowledgeable and more aware than everyone in the neighborhood that a catastrophe is inevitable, but he did not expect that a Qi man suddenly appeared in the teahouse. The beautiful lady who appeared with the Qi man was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and undoubtedly, she was the lover of this Qi man.

Abidin didn't want to know who this Qiren was, and he didn't have that time. Moreover, if he asked questions, he was even more afraid of angering the Qiren in front of him. Now, before the catastrophe, the Qiren and his lover who came to this teahouse might be his last life-saving straw. He was determined to let his children and his wife perform Makame together, begging this Qiren to see if they could give their children and their wives to him and ask him to take them out of the hell that was about to change.
Chapter completed!