When everyone was resting, they looked at the young man and suddenly remembered something.
I just focused on rescuing people, but now I think about it, could the nonsense this guy was talking about come from some barbarian tribe?
Their eyes suddenly became wary, and a few even quietly took out the short knives they carried with them.
"My lord, the Donghu nonsense he just said, could it be that he is from Donghu?" Huo Qubing also remembered this and asked quietly.
"He is a Persian from the Western Regions. He grew up in Donghu and is not a barbarian." Xie Yuan said warmly.
Oh Persian, Nami is wet.
Everyone suddenly realized and put down their knives again.
But this did not escape the young man's eyes.
He swallowed, and after Xie Yuan gave him a fast horse and some dry food, he rode the horse and disappeared into the vast snow.
Xie Yuan watched the young man leave with a deep look in his eyes.
In its history, the great integration of the nation took a long time. The killings and wars experienced during this period were only briefly mentioned in the history books, and the cruelty was not described in detail.
If his guess is correct, there will be a great integration of ethnic groups in the Central Plains in the future.
But he didn't know how long it would take.
"Lord, the snow has stopped!" Huo Qubing's excited voice brought Xie Yuan's thoughts back instantly.
"Well, let's go into Liangzhou City." Xie Yuan nodded.
The convoy set off, passed through the Great Wall and went straight to Liangzhou City.
When entering the city, Xie Yuan saw many people standing on both sides of the street, smiling and bowing to him, and some threw dried fruits and steamed buns.
Xie Yuan asked in confusion: "Unjust, what are they doing?"
Huo Qubing was driving a car outside and replied with a smile: "My lord, this is a fruit-filled cart. These people heard about my Lord's deeds of helping refugees along the way, and they all welcomed you with fruit-filled carts."
"I accept your wishes, and leave these steamed buns for them to eat themselves."
Huo Qubing: "..."
The Lord is so upright.
When he arrived at the inn, Huo Qubing put the steamed buns collected along the way into the grain and distributed them to the fleeing people.
When Xie Yuan was helping, he saw several old people kneeling at the gate of the city, burning incense and worshiping an unnamed monument.
"Unjust, what are they worshiping?" Xie Yuan asked.
"My lord, please wait a moment. I'll go and ask."
Huo Qubing came back after leaving for a while, rubbed his hands and said, "They are worshiping General Qi who died here in the battle of Liangzhou City. It's strange to say that everyone in the world says that General Qi collaborated with the enemy and treason, so why are there still people there?
Worship?"
Xie Yuanmo.
Maybe there was another truth back then. It's just that the current Liangzhou City was brought here by refugees and people from the south. What happened back then was so far away that I'm afraid it's impossible to know.
"Lord, we have almost delivered all the dry food and coal. Do we need to rush back to Youzhou?" Huo Qubing asked.
"There is Yumen Pass outside Liangzhou. When you come here, you should enjoy the beautiful scenery." Xie Yuan suppressed his doubts and smiled slightly.
Huo Qubing also laughed.
It turns out that their master is not a nerd.
…
The dawn in Saibei is shockingly cold.
In front of the residence of the governor of Liangzhou.
Widower Wang rubbed his hands and waited at the door with several tenants.
"Hey, it's already dawn, but the governor is completely invisible."
"I didn't know that we were promised to allocate fields to us today."
"Yes, we have been waiting for seven or eight days. If the fields are not given to us, the seeds will not be able to be planted."
"It's still early to go to the fields. I'm afraid that if we don't get the land this year, our family will be hungry."
"Yes, my family is not a military household, so we rely on these fields to make a living. Last time, I gave it to a disciple of Fan Yang's Lu family. They said that they would be compensated today, but they didn't give an explanation."
"..." "..."
Several tenants rubbed their hands and talked, and before dawn, the governor's mansion opened the door.
A very well-dressed domestic servant walked out, raising his chin and looking at the few people who came over eagerly.
"There is a shabby smell. Stay away. It has stained my lord's mansion. I will kill you carefully." He glanced at these people.
The tenants trembled and backed away.
One of them smiled flatteringly and bowed: "Brother, the governor promised to distribute the land to us today, why don't you come out with the land deed?"
As soon as they heard him speak, several people nearby also asked.
The servant slowly took out a few gold ingots from his sleeves and threw them on the ground——
"The governor heard that the Lu family had new tenants and was short of farmland, so he gave the good land you and others have to the tenants of the Lu family. If you still want the land, wait until after July. As for these silver coins, the governor is kind-hearted and compensated you and others.
.”
After hearing this, the tenants were stunned on the spot, and it took them a while to realize something.
This group of people snatched away the bowls they were eating from and said such high-sounding words.
What kind of compensation? How can this mere few taels of silver compensate for the harvest of dozens of acres of land?
If they have no land, how can they pay grain and taxes to the court? This chapter has been completed!