"Next time you kill someone, stay away from water."
"Don't bury it. There are few people nearby and there won't be any plague."
"..."
Desuamu couldn't understand Chinese and didn't know what those fierce soldiers were saying, so he felt very nervous.
This time, Amuyi in his arms seemed very calm and whispered her experience to him.
"After you left, Atta, those bad guys killed Uncle Kutuluk, and we ran away, and then Master Wang came..."
"Master Wang?"
"Yeah, it will be safe and sound when King Qin comes. They saved us, treated our injuries, and lit a fire. I beg them to come and save you..."
The story after that is very simple. This "King Master" fought to the camp with ease.
After Amuyi finished speaking, she looked outside the tent.
She was still wrapped in cloth, and only her beautiful eyes were exposed. Today, her eyes were particularly bright, as if she was looking forward to something.
Desuamu was thinking about who the King of Qin was.
He didn't know how many Han troops came, but he only knew that having such warriors as guards was definitely not an ordinary person.
Like Lian Xixian, Desu Amu's ancestors were Gaochang Uighur nobles, and they still had territory, although the territory was a bit small. In short, he was not an ignorant person. He knew that Kublai Khan's "Those who can practice the Chinese way will be the master of China."
I know that the emperors of the Central Plains Dynasty only gave enfeoffments to their sons.
The person who came was probably the son of Kublai Khan, but he just knew which prince was named King of Qin and which was named King of Yan.
The curtain was opened, and a tall and tall figure stepped back.
"Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty..."
Against the light, De'amuyi squinted his eyes, feeling the age, strength, and dignity of the other party. Judging from the outline and aura, he looked like a prince... Yes, he was a Han.
Han people? King of Qin?
The leader of the Uighur tribe was stunned, and after a while he managed to stand up and salute.
I touched my right chest with my left hand and bowed solemnly.
"Herdsman De'amuyi thanks the noble king for saving your life. You will remember that kindness and wish the king peace and prosperity forever."
"Peace and peace."
De'amuyi looked around and saw that the Han King Qin opposite him was also touching his chest with his hand and returned the salute in a decent manner.
Just from those seven words, De'amuyi could still feel... Fang's look in the other person's eyes.
The state of etiquette is definitely not just talk, it is reflected in the complicated etiquette, but attitude.
There are not many Hulu Yidi who talk about benevolence. In fact, they burned, killed, looted and looted until they stopped pretending to be noble. In fact, they are still rude and arrogant in their bones, condescending and unreasonable.
My profit, let’s see if my kindness is noble or not.
However, the country of etiquette does not have the gentleness and honesty influenced by thousands of years of poetry.
The Han King Qin behind his eyes had such an attitude towards others, and Dezhan Youping felt this wonderful conflict.
Although I can't even say the words "wonderful conflict".
"You can speak Chinese, but you want to ask, who is the noble king..."
"He must take it easy. Before settling down, you will call all the herdsmen over to talk together. If the other party wakes up, let's treat his injuries first."
The King of Qin took a silver tiger talisman, looked at it carelessly, turned around and walked out.
De Amuyi and Zhan Youping, father and son, both looked in blankly.
Until no one said in the too familiar Uighur language: "Come and heal his injury."
I thought it was because I didn't have a husband to treat the injury, but I thought it was a special soldier with a dark complexion.
"Can he heal the wound?"
"Don't be afraid, you have a husband, but everyone is a husband."
The soldier turned the dagger several times under his fingers, cut off a piece of rag, and stuffed it into De'Amuyi's mouth.
"It hurts, bear with it."
The rotten flesh under De'Amuyi's wound was cut piece by piece, and the pain made his face covered with sweat.
I thought the soldier was going to use a soldering iron to burn my wound to stop the bleeding and prevent tetanus. However, I didn’t expect that the soldier took out two
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Here comes a porcelain vase.
As soon as the cork was pulled out, a strong smell came out. The soldier put cotton on the outside of the porcelain bottle, moistened it, and rubbed it under my wound. De Amoy felt a sting. The soldier had already pulled out another porcelain bottle, and put it under the wound. Yellow dust was sprinkled under my wound, and I tied it with a cloth strip.
The medicinal powder had an earthy smell, and miraculously, the bleeding stopped very quickly.
"Thank you, my benefactor." De'amui finally spat out the cloth stuffed in his mouth and gasped: "That medicine is really good, isn't it expensive?"
"Don't pry into your military's secrets."
"Yes, yes, I dare to inquire..."
While De'amuyi was talking, another pill was stuffed out of my mouth. It was bitter, cold, and smelled like beans.
"If you have a fever, drink water if you want medicine to produce blood."
The soldier finished speaking those words calmly and walked out.
De'Amuyi looked up at the bandaged wounds under his body, feeling very lucky in his heart.
The fever was still getting worse, but I knew I was surviving. I thought it would only last a few days.
Only then did I realize that the troops were far more elite than I thought.
Even a timid soldier named Xue could only survive an injury like that by getting out of the cow's belly and using cow blood therapy.
But for those Han troops, it is difficult for us to die from flesh wounds.
The harder it is to survive, the fewer inexperienced elites can be trained...
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In the evening, everyone ate cheese.
Before satisfying his hunger, Li Xia gathered everyone together.
That's no different from what I planned.
I don’t have a plan to settle the Uighur people, but I plan to leave it to Su Amu before the dust settles on the Western Regions. So Su Amu was not the first person I met during that trip.
But I thought I'd meet De'Amuyi's tribe outside.
In Li Xia's eyes, those tribes actually belonged to the army, but to the people. They were the population and the common people.
"Would you regard them as a foreign race? Little Mongolia is still in the 80s, and there are not many tribes? Negus, Wengjici, Hongjici, Wuliangha, Yiqilisi, Orhunati... …Those tribes can be integrated into one country. Why are the Uighurs, Khitans, Shatuo, and Dangxiang OK? A thousand years away to the east, they see that the Khitans in the past are no different from the Han people now? The key is that you are Chinese... "
Li Xia once asked Lian Xixian to write some articles. This was to make the Han people in Chang'an better understand my meaning and accept my policies, so that fewer literati could rise up to recruit the population of the Western Regions.
That matter did not go smoothly. Only Lian Xixian failed to persuade more Han people for Li Xia. Lian Xixian himself became an official.
Now that Su Amu has arrived, it is actually very difficult for Li Xia to say those things in person.
"To be honest, you want them to move to Suzhou. In ancient Qiangshui, they called it Baihe. The Baihe River Basin is not a small oasis. The most abundant pasture and fields originally occupied by the Kuoduan family do not exist on Heli Mountain. Don't.
It can accommodate even 80,000 people if we say 1,000 people. Of course, the latter is that you have to protect those oases and they have to follow your farming and grazing methods."
"..."
Dezhan Youping was sitting by the campfire, looking very serious.
Others don't understand very well, but I can understand it.
Speaking of which, the Uighurs of the Low Chang Dynasty did not have a set of strategies for governing the country. Instead, they became more rough in governance before surrendering to the Mongols.
The land was divided, and what was not available was given to Chagatai, and what was not available was given to Hedan; the population was divided, and each household paid cattle, sheep, and cloth to the Mongolian nobles.
As for how to govern? It only stipulates that the kings' rights must be guaranteed, and the rest depends on the lords of each place.
At this time, it was very detailed...
"A long time ago, you will merge the Hexi Corridor and Longxi into one road, called 'Gansu.' Su Amu, the governor of Gansu's pacification system, is not from Wuweier. You said that Su Amu and the others may know each other too well. You said that my ancestors
Then they may be very strange. My father's name is "Bulu Hague". In short, there will be no pacifier in Gansu who is both a stranger to Han and a stranger to the Uighurs, and they cannot become Gansu people."
Li Xia pointed to her feet.
"Then outside, it is also within the territory of Gansu, all the way to the edge of the desert farther west, to the Xingxing Gorge in the north, and to the Altyn Mountains in the south. Everything that belongs to the Han Dynasty
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In the territory of the seven counties in Hexi, you cannot guarantee them that your soldiers will make the weak bandits retreat..."
"As for more specific things, for example, before moving to Gansu, their lives will definitely be more convenient. There will be no merchants to sell them salt, cloth, and various necessary items for daily life, and they will buy horses, cattle and sheep from them."
"...."
In fact, Li Xia needs to say that.
I don't have any weak soldiers, and I am very nervous about dealing with hundreds of people. All I need to do is give an order to go wherever we want.
We understand those long-winded words.
But it has something to do with listening and understanding. It is Li Xia expressing an attitude to appease those who are afraid of the Uighurs. It is important to see that kind of comfort. When encountering trouble, those people will be confused, and it depends on whether the mind is calm or not.
Let our King of Qin sincerely treat us as his subjects, and we can save countless troubles in the future governance.
On the other hand, Li Xia also recruited and revised and improved various policies.
It is indeed like drawing a pie, just look at whether the tribe behind you is willing to eat that piece of pie.
When the topic came to the forefront, Li Xia looked at De'amuyi.
De'Amuyi stood up quickly, ready to express his position.
"My noble king, you..."
"Hush!"
As soon as the horse came galloping forward, Huo Dalian quickly got on his horse, rushed to Li Xia's side, and reported loudly.
"The thousand Yuan troops chasing Hu Legen in the east have returned more than 80 miles away, and the Yuan army of more than 7,000 people in the west is also coming. They all plan to rush to the camp tonight.
The scout is here."
Li Xia glanced at these men and children who were afraid of Uzumaki, and said, "Did you leave?"
"If His Majesty wants to take us with him, we will be lost if we leave..."
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