Tuoba Liwei's decades of prestige is not only easy to use in Dai County, but also on the grassland.

When the envoy arrived, the wolves lived in the south of Xu Mountain, and the small and medium-sized tribes in the west of the Xianbei Mountain went south one after another.

The past few years have been difficult for the grasslands. Black and white disasters have occurred one after another, and many livestock and people have starved to death.

If there is a way to survive, who cares what ethnic group they belong to?

Migrating southward is a general trend.

The Xianbei Wuhuan people lived in the Greater Xianbei Mountains. For more than a hundred years, they continued to move south and entered the Han Dynasty.

In October, the grassland is already howling with cold wind, carrying ice particles from the northern wilderness to the south.

This weather is colder than real winter.

One after another, the ox carts were heading south. The oxen and horses were very weak, as if they were overwhelmed.

The herdsmen followed with unsteady steps.

Some old people fell directly to the ground, but no one helped them. It seemed that everyone was using their only strength on the road.

"After entering the Qin Dynasty, you will no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold. The King of Qin will allocate land to you and help you build a good home!" Xuanyi ordered Hu Yanba to shout loudly in Xianbei dialect, waving his hands to ask the soldiers to pick up those who fell on the ground.

old man.

"These people are not Xianbei, they seem to be Weiwei!" Colonel Yang Qiandao reminded.

Wei Wei is a transliteration, and like Xianbei and Wuhuan, it is also a branch of Donghu.

The Xianbei and the Huns have always looked down on the Weiwei people, thinking that they have low intelligence...

"As long as you have hands and feet and can contribute, that's all!" Hu Yanba is no longer a traditional Huns, but is already a Han in spirit.

He grew up in Wuwei since he was a child. He was fortunate enough to join the Qingying camp and was promoted to Xuanyi Lang. Because of his outstanding political achievements, he was promoted to the Xuanyi Order.

Huyan was originally a noble surname among the Huns, and it has been Chineseized over the years.

Hu Yanba's enthusiasm for Qin was even greater than that of the Han people.

Only Da Qin does not discriminate against them.

The Xuanyi Order is only slightly lower than that of local governors and miscellaneous generals.

Further up is the xuanyi envoy, who oversees the affairs of a state.

However, Yang Qian Dao was a little dissatisfied, "We defeated Da Qin, why should we let these people enjoy the blessings? These thieves who killed Qian Dao!"

As the first Qiang person to follow Yang Zheng, Yang Qiandao had a strong sense of superiority. His surname was originally changed after the King of Qin.

Hu Yanba said seriously: "Back then, when the king did not come to the northwest, how were the Qiang people different from them? The king is a saint descended from heaven. In the future, he will not only be the emperor of the Han people, but also the emperor of the grassland people. What do you say today?

, it will be put into practice tomorrow, which will be a bad national event!"

After saying that, he took out a small red book and pen and wanted to write it down for Yang Qiandao.

Yang Qiandao was stunned and casually complained, how serious is it?

When I saw him taking out the little red book, I trembled in fright, and quickly laughed and said: "Brother Huyan, what are you doing? Didn't I just say it casually? Brother, please don't take it seriously."

This thing can be big or small. After his former boss was recorded in the red book for beating up a few unruly people who refused to obey discipline, he was not promoted for three or four years and was left behind by him.

Hu Yan plucked his eyebrows.

Yang Qiandao cried sadly, the two scars on his face crowded together, "Brother, I was wrong, wrong!"

Hu Yanba wanted to say that the contents in the little red book were not actually handed over to Shangguan, but were only used by Xuanyi Lang for his own notes.

But in the army, local generals saw this little book as if they were seeing the coffin boards of their ancestors.

It is not easy for Yang Qiandao to survive to this day, and he has participated in almost all the wars in the rise of Qin.

He has become a captain from a small soldier, and has accumulated meritorious service in the Daijun battle. When he returns, he will be a general of Yingyanglang. He might become a partial general.

"Do you really know you were wrong?"

"I know, I know, these creeps will be my brothers and sisters from now on, no, from now on they will be my ancestors, Yang Qiandao!" Yang Qiandao saw the drama and patted his chest.

Hu Yanba put away the little red book and said, "You are now a lieutenant and a general of the Qin Dynasty. You can't trust your lies in the future."

"Wei!" Yang Qiandao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not daring to stay by Hu Yanba's side any longer, and led the soldiers to help the herdsmen.

The people from the grassland tribe rolled southward and entered Yanmen.

Resettling unruly people has been a major problem since ancient times.

It will be difficult even for future generations.

Rebellious people are naturally clumsy, united closely around powerful chiefs, and are relatively exclusive.

However, Yang Zheng did not tolerate them. He registered tents one by one, and those who had livestock moved to the surrounding areas of Chang'an. Those who had nothing were scattered to Shuofang, Jiuyuan, and Beidi.

Wei Wu divided the southern Xiongnu into five tribes, and Yang Zheng felt that treating the symptoms would not cure the root cause.

Of course, if the Cao Wei Kingdom had grown longer, the Southern Xiongnu would not be able to make any waves, and it would only be a matter of time before they were completely integrated into the Central Plains.

But the problem is that the Sima family doesn't do human affairs...

This kind of thing is not difficult for Yang Zheng.

Gong Zizhen once said: If you want to destroy your country, you must first destroy its history; if you want to destroy your clan, you must first destroy its culture!

Yang Zheng silently added in his mind, if you want to destroy its culture, you must first destroy its language!

Han civilization is undoubtedly at its peak in this era.

Grassland civilization was too fragmented and unsystematic, or there was no civilization at all.

The first generation knife is placed on the neck, and it doesn't matter whether the twisted melon is sweet or not. The key is the second and third generation.

All the tribes that went south were separated. Yang Zheng only allowed family units and did not recognize tribes.

When the order was given, some tribesmen were reluctant on the spot.

A riot is developing into turmoil.

Yang Zheng could only hold a knife and go to reason with them in person.

Dozens of heads fell to the ground, and the riot suddenly died down.

At this time, we can only cut through the mess quickly.

"The land of Great Qin is used to raise the people of Great Qin, not to raise white-eyed wolves!" Yang Zheng tried his best to appear friendly and gentle.

However, the cavalry and soldiers surrounded on all sides made the atmosphere a little tense.

Every time Yang Zheng said something, someone translated it into Xianbei dialect.

It was noisy down there and seemed very dissatisfied.

"Your Majesty, they want to go back!" Tuoba Lu said beside him.

"Go back?" Yang Zheng rolled his eyes, "Tell them that as long as they step out of Yanmen, they will be the enemy of Da Qin, and Da Qin will no longer guarantee their personal safety!"

You've already come, why go back?

Yang Zheng was definitely thinking about them, as their food supply could no longer support them.

Tuoba Luguan translated Yang Zheng's words, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

"I can guarantee that you will no longer be hungry or cold, but you must also abide by the laws of the Qin Dynasty!" Yang Zhenghan said with a face.

The Xiongnu could rule them, Xianbei could rule them, Rouran and the Turks in history could rule them, and of course Da Qin could too!

"Long live the king!" Tuoba Luguan knelt down on one knee very cooperatively and shouted in Xianbei dialect.

This flattering shot is quite accurate.

At first, the people under the platform were still coy and coy. When Liu Heng came in with a dazzling white knife, everyone was immediately moved. They knelt down and shouted in a confused manner using various words and weird emphases...

The flattery turned into a smoky mess.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

Yang Zheng could only pretend not to care and waved, "No courtesy, no courtesy!"

I had a lot of things to do on Monday, and I was left talking... I went home at half past seven...
Chapter completed!