After staying in Xinhua City for almost half a year, Bo Shi basically figured out the scope of Yaoren's activities.

The Yi people make a living by fishing and hunting. Of course, they also practice some very primitive farming.

However, the farming efficiency of Yi people is very low.

Basically, we are stuck in the era of slash-and-burn farming and relying on the weather to survive.

To be precise, they just sow seeds and don't care about pulling weeds, fertilizing, or taking care of these things.

Maybe for Hao people, instead of digging for food in the soil and hunting in rivers and forests, it is more practical to hunt in the thousands of miles of swamps and primeval forests centered on Xinhua City, with countless wild beasts, and there are enough fish and shrimps in the rivers.

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Especially in summer and autumn, there is no need to worry about not having enough food.

The rivers and forests in this fertile land can fully feed anyone's stomach.

Under such circumstances, Yiren had no sense of urgency and paid no attention to agriculture.

They often migrate along what they call the Fishing Sea and other rivers and lakes in summer and autumn to get food there.

Then in the winter, they would return to their ancestral land near Xinhua City and eat the leftover dried fish and meat from the summer. As for what to do after eating it? In the past, Yiren basically never considered this issue.

Therefore, the activity range of the Yi people is very large, just like the Huns on the northern grasslands.

Many tribes can even live in remote areas thousands of miles away from Xinhua City.

It is colder, more desolate, more primitive, and more savage.

In April of this year, Bo Shi once led a cavalry Sima force to protect the Yi army. They traveled all the way and lasted for a month. They arrived at the border where the Yi people were active, surveyed and mapped, and inspected the terrain and humanities.

Therefore, Bo Shi also knew that there were two tribes called Xianbei and Wuheng.

Out of caution, Bo Shi chose to return to his hometown after surveying and mapping the local geography.

This also resulted in Bo Shi's limited knowledge of Wu Heng and Xianbei.

After hearing that it was the Xianbei people who attacked the Yiren tribe, Bo Shi's mentality of Great Chineseism suddenly swelled.

For today's Han Dynasty, except for the Xiongnu, there is no tribe or political power in the world that can make the Han Dynasty act cautiously.

In Bo Shi's opinion, Xianbei and Zuer Yidi dared to violate the emperor's protected Yao people. He was really impatient!

So Bo Shi waved his hand and confidently patted Nangong Xin's chest and assured: "Canghai Lord, please rest assured, I am a sage and will protect the nobles, and I will definitely not let the nobles be bullied by others!"

Having said this, Bo Shi said with murderous intent: "When I return to the city, I will immediately send an envoy to the Xianbei tribe. Chief Xiaoyu will immediately hand over the murderer who attacked the nobles. He will promise not to invade the nobles again, otherwise,

This captain will report to the emperor and ask the heavenly troops to attack him!"

Bo Shi has a lot of confidence!

In this cold territory, the Han army's equipment was basically the same as that of the Zentraedi people, and it completely crushed all the surrounding tribes.

It is no exaggeration to say that the power of the Huyi Army alone is enough to sweep all the tribes within a thousand miles.

Little Xianbei, can't he be crushed to death with just one finger?

After hearing this, Nangong Xin immediately smiled so much that his eyes almost closed together. He felt deeply that Han Dynasty's thighs were thick!

So, he said happily: "Thank you very much, Captain, for making the decision for me!"

"It should be..." Bo Shi said more reservedly, but he was also very grateful.

China's aristocratic scholar-bureaucrat class has always loved this method and especially used it.

While they were talking, almost all the immigrants in this immigrant settlement had arrived.

The officer responsible for counting people took the roster and called the names one by one.

After confirming that everyone was present, Bo Shi got off his horse, looked up at the immigrants, bowed slightly, and said: "Everyone, I am the captain of the Huyi Army, Xinhua Ling Bo Shi!"

"Greetings to the Ming Dynasty!" The immigrants bowed their heads one after another.

Bo Shi felt very good when he heard the word "Mingfu".

He was particularly interested in things like the Mu and Hunters, but in the past, he, the new commander appointed by the emperor, could only be a polished commander, and at most he could take care of those frivolous people.

Now, we finally have the first batch of people under our rule.

This made Bo Shi quite excited and had the urge to do something big.

However, Bo Shi suddenly discovered that it seemed that he had never had any experience in civil affairs work before.

Before the age of thirty, Bo Shi always stayed at home. At most, he followed his father, relatives and friends on several walks in the countryside, called poetry collection, but in reality it was tourism.

This made his brain a little confused at this moment, because he found that so far, he had not put together any immigration development plan.

However, he quickly came to his senses.

This doesn't matter.

Because he was a maternal relative, Bo Shi received the orthodox Huang-Laoxue education since he was a child.

The core of Huang Laoxue’s thought is ‘governing by doing nothing’.

The core focus of the so-called "governing by doing nothing" is to give power to those who know how to do things and let experts be responsible for doing things.

Xiao He, Cao Shen, and Wang Ling are all capable people.

Cao Shen even set a record of being alone and drunk every day for two consecutive months, while government affairs were in order.

"I'll have to write a letter of divorce later to my uncle, asking for some talented retainers to come here to help me..." Bo Shi thought to himself.

As a relative, especially a relative of Wanhu Hou, naturally he would not worry about talents.

For example, Dou Ying was appointed as the general the year before last. Zhang Wuhou and Nanpihou prepared a staff of more than fifty people and more than two hundred capable servants for Dou Ying.

It was precisely because he tasted the sweetness that after Dou Ying returned to the court, he actually dreamed of being the "Mr. Mengchang" in the world, and solicited diners and guests. At the peak, more than a thousand people ate and stayed in Dou Mansion...

However, before Bo Shi left the capital, he heard that Dou Ying was called over by the emperor to give him a lesson because of this, and he has now restrained himself a lot.

Thinking this way, Bo Shi felt confident.

He said to the immigrants: "You have worked hard all the way. In order to welcome you to Xinhua, Mr. Canghaijun Nangong has prepared some wine in Yicun not far away to welcome you..."

Nangong Xin also showed his face at the right time and smiled at the immigrants.

As the Lord of Canghai conferred by the emperor, Nangong Xin's status was theoretically equal to that of the princes of the Han Dynasty.

Originally, he didn't need to come forward.

However, when the emperor is an emperor who likes his vassals to be pro-Han, the more pro-Han they are, the more popular they will be with the emperor.

In order to gain the emperor's favor, Nangong Xin had to look down on him.

However, the immigrants were completely uninterested in this so-called Lord Canghai who dressed like a Han nobleman. Everyone's attention was attracted by the word "wine".

In China, wine is a luxury product, and it is also a long-term member of the list of banned goods.

However, this has made people more passionate about alcoholic beverages. In China, alcoholism is even one of the symbols of husband.

People who can choose to immigrate to unknown and distant frontiers are basically young, strong and healthy adult men.

The ratio of women and children to the elderly is very low.

When these people heard that there was wine to drink, they went crazy with joy.

If they hadn't been accustomed to obeying the government's arrangements and were very afraid of the government, they would have jumped up now.

Zhang Weiyang even swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in his throat.

God shows mercy!

The last time I had a drink was two years ago, when the new king came to the throne and the world was in a state of great prosperity!

Half an hour later, under the escort of cavalry, Zhang Weiyang and his party arrived at a village whose style was very similar to the immigrant village he lived in yesterday.

The only difference is that there is a wooden fence at the head of this village, and various animal skins are hung on the sharpened fence.

There are many complete bears, leopards, and even a huge tiger head hanging on the main entrance of the village.

This made Zhang Weiyang slap her tongue.

"This is too luxurious..." Zhang Weiyang thought to himself.

In Handan, a piece of tiger skin costs at least several thousand dollars. A complete tiger skin of good quality can often be purchased for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.

In other words, the various animal skins hanging on the fence of this village in Yiren are worth at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in Handan, and may even exceed a million dollars.

After entering the village, Zhang Weiyang found that both sides of the road were crowded with people of all kinds watching.

There were old people, children, and most of them young women.

The appearance of these people is not much different from other Han people Zhang Weiyang has seen.

The only difference is probably their clothes and hairstyles.

Most of the clothes these people were wearing seemed to be made of various types of leather.

As for hairstyle, it is very different from China.

Most of their men wear their hair disheveled and braided, while women wear some flowers on their heads. The style is basically the same as that of Chinese women.

When Zhang Weiyang walked past a place where there were many women, he could even smell the fragrance emanating from her body.
To be continued...