"Who are you? Why do you call yourself the son of Menggebulu?"
An old man with gray hair and skinny bones in the village stretched his neck in response.
His old eyes were dim, and even if he stared at the maximum, he could not see Wang Shizhong clearly.
But when Wang Shizhong saw him, he burst into tears.
"Are you...are you Nie Kese?"
The old man was shocked and suddenly remembered something.
"Are you the second brother?"
Wang Shizhong cried loudly
"Nie Kese, are you still alive?"
The old man pushed open the village door and ran out.
"Are you really the second brother?"
The distance between the two parties narrowed, and the old man was finally able to see clearly.
Although they hadn't seen each other for decades, and although they were both very old, he still saw familiar shadows in Wang Shizhong.
Wang Shizhong ran forward and hugged the old man.
"After Wu Gurdai died, I thought you were all gone."
Meng Gebulu had four sons.
The boss, Wu Gurdai, was Mang Guji's ex-husband. He was convicted of accepting bribes and died in depression.
There are many rumors among the people that this was Huang Taiji's act of killing people and silencing them.
Since the death of Wu Gurdai, the Hada tribe has begun to decline.
Menggebulu's second son was Wang Shizhong, whose real name was Kebaku.
The third child, Mo Luohun, died young and failed to support the Hada Department.
The youngest Nie Kese only served as an official. When he got old, he had to quit his military service and returned to his hometown in Hada to live out his remaining days.
It can be said that in the sequence of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, the Hada Department no longer has a place.
This once glorious Jurchen tribe has now disappeared among the mountains and is gradually coming to an end.
So much so that the people in the village did not know the news of the demise of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
The reason why they resisted the National Defense Forces to the end was because they didn't know where the soldiers and horses came from, and they were afraid of being condemned by the Manchu Qing court.
Now that Wang Shizhong and Niekse brothers met and renewed their old relationship, people in the village realized that the Manchu Qing Dynasty had died.
This is not sad news for the Hada people.
After all, the Hada people have always been squeezed out within the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and except for Sony, they have not gained any benefits.
And the Sony family defected from the Hada tribe very early and cannot be treated as one of their own.
When they learned that Wang Siyi was actually the queen of the empire, the Hadar people were even more happy.
From now on, they are Wang Siyi's natal family. With this queen here, the Hada tribe will never do too badly.
The confrontation disappeared, and the Hada tribe happily surrendered to the empire.
Wang Siyi immediately ordered the National Defense Forces to send a large amount of supplies to the Hada Department.
In this harsh winter, it was difficult for the Hada people to survive. Now that food, cloth and all kinds of daily necessities are quickly becoming abundant, they are even more happy.
"There is no longer a distinction between master and servant under the empire. From now on, you do not need to kneel and kowtow, nor do you need to call yourself a slave. The empire will not discriminate because you are Manchus. You can do the same things that the Han people can do."
It can be done.”
It was even more convincing to have Wang Siyi, Empress Wu, announce the policy to the Hada Department.
The Hada people were all amazed when they heard about the new policies of the new dynasty, and at the same time they were secretly looking forward to it.
"The Queen..."
Nie Kese was still a little cautious when facing Wang Siyi, and there was a hint of worry when he spoke.
Wang Siyi poured him a glass of wine.
"You are my fourth uncle, just call me by my name."
Nie Kesel even said he didn't dare, but his face was rosy and he felt quite proud of himself.
"I wonder if your Majesty, could I ask where Sheng An is currently?"
Niekse had only one son, and he had already gone on an expedition with the Qing army. According to him, he was in the Duduo army.
Now there is no news whether he is dead or alive, and Nie Kese is very afraid that his incense will be cut off.
Wang Siyi readily agreed.
"I don't know what the situation is like with Ye He's tribe. Now that they are here, I want to personally persuade them to surrender."
Wang Siyi was in a good mood when she returned to her hometown and thought of finishing her work in one battle.
Among the Jurchen tribes in Haixi, Ye He is the largest.
After being unified by the Jianzhou Jurchens, Ye He's tribe also suffered the most miserable fate, having been dismantled to pieces.
Nowadays, the life of the Yehe tribe who still stays in the same place is even more difficult than that of the Hada tribe.
Nie Kese quickly said: "I will lead the way."
The next day, the group set off and soon arrived at the Yehe River area.
As expected, the situation of the Yehe tribe was even more miserable than that of the Hada tribe.
There are only a dozen huts made of loess in the wind-sheltered mountain col, which certainly cannot protect them from the severe cold, but they are the only residences of the Yehe people.
Seeing the army approaching, the Yehe people quickly picked up their weapons and were on frightened alert.
Nie Kese took the initiative to ask for help. He stepped forward and said something, then turned back after a while.
"Mother, Tuba'an, the leader of the Yehe people, said that he needs you to personally swear to God before he will lead his people to surrender."
Wang Siyi couldn't help but sneer after hearing this.
"The Ye He family are just hypocritical. No wonder they couldn't defeat Nurhaci back then."
While he was talking, a loud eagle howling sound suddenly came from the sky.
Both parties on the ground looked up in unison, and as a result, almost all the Jurchens knelt down devoutly and murmured something.
Even the National Defense Forces were pointing to the sky.
I saw a large snow-white eagle soaring slowly in the clear sky.
If he didn't flap his wings, he would be mistaken for Baiyun.
Just because his body is exceptionally majestic, his wings spread out seem to cover the sky.
All the Jurchens recognized it. It was a Triton, but it was definitely not an ordinary Triton.
In the Jurchen tradition, Haidongqing, who is all white and so majestic, is a messenger from heaven patrolling the world.
This is also the reason why the people of Yehe fell to the ground one after another, completely ignoring the powerful enemy at hand.
The divine eagle was circling back and forth above its head, never leaving for a long time, and the murderous aura on the ground seemed to have no effect on it.
Wang Siyi suddenly felt something. She put the little finger of her right hand in her mouth and blew a whistle.
The loud and clear whistle resounded throughout the world, and actually received a response from the divine eagle.
While countless people were stunned, the divine eagle kept circling and falling in the sky, and finally came straight towards Wang Siyi.
"Queen, be careful!"
"Protect the Queen!"
Wang Siyi waved her hand back to stop the guards from panicking.
Then she raised her right arm and stretched it out.
Everyone saw a scene they will never forget.
The white divine eagle actually grabbed Wang Siyi's arm impartially and stood firmly on it. Looking at it with awe, a majestic and proud air came to his face.
After the Jurchens domesticated the seaweed, they would let the seaweed fall on their arms, but in order to prevent being stabbed by the seaweed's sharp claws, their arms would always be wrapped in leather.
But Wang Siyi didn't do any protection, and the sacred eagle fell on it and didn't hurt her.
This scene of heaven and man becoming one was really exciting to the Jurchens.
The Jurchens who had been hostile just now threw away their weapons and kowtowed to Wang Siyi fervently.