Wuwei City is not entirely a military city. In addition to tens of thousands of troops stationed, there are many people.

People of all races have them, including Qin, Meng, Tibetan, Hui, etc.

However, the people of so many ethnic groups look very harmonious in a city...

Jia Huan and others sat on the horse and rode slowly. Looking around, they saw that the people of all ethnic groups in the evening market had no barriers when they exchanged. The Qin people looked at those aliens with different appearances, and there was no defense in their eyes.

You know, at this moment, thousands of miles away, most of the foreigners were in the army that was fiercely attacking Jiayuguan.

Perhaps seeing Jia Huan and others’ eyes were different, Suo Wenchang, who was Suo Lanyu’s father, explained to Jia Huan: “Sir, no one knows that since the northwest of Wuwei Hou Town, it has been implementing the strategy of governing the country with the nation to prosper together.

Therefore, whether it is Qin, Tibetan, Hui or Tartar, as long as we abide by our Qin laws and regulations, we can live here safely.

In the northwest, people will not look down on him because he is a foreign race and alienate him, nor will they fear him or make him humble because he is a foreign race.

The old marquis said that this is true equality.

If the old Qin people break the law, they will be brought to justice and punished.

If a foreign race breaks the law, it will also be dealt with in this way.

In fact, there is almost no division between Qin people and foreign races here. Everyone is called Lao Qin people here."

Jia Huan blinked and said unbelievably: "They are... so harmonious?"

When Suo Wenchang heard this, he understood what Jia Huan meant, smiled and said, "It was naturally not so good at first.

Some people think that we, the Qin people, occupied their homes, while others think that we are oppressing and enslaving them.

Others, they are justified in demanding a higher status, otherwise they will look down on them..."

Jia Huan naturally knew this because he had heard too much, but even at that time, there seemed to be no good solution, so he asked, "Then how did you solve it?"

Suo Wenchang said: "It's very simple. Since they think this place is not good, then just give them a gift to leave the country.

Let them go to places they think are good to live, the Hoshuot tribe, the Junggar tribe, and even the Uros.

Haha, let them experience the feeling of "Zalawu" and "Wutegu Bowole".

Oh, by the way, ‘Eye’ means the owner of the tent in the Tartar language.

"Zalawu" refers to hereditary slaves who have to work for the mattress for many years.

As for "Wutigu Bowole", it means war slaves.

Those who were sent out thought they could live a good life with their own tents, cattle, sheep and pastures.

Unexpectedly, after they went there, they were mostly regarded as "Zalawu" and "Wutegu Bowole". As for the women, it was even worse...

Then some people ran back to death, and came to cry and beg us to avenge them and rescue their families."

"Save him! It's so shameless! Why should we save him?"

Niu Ben, who was listening to the side, was furious and cursed when he heard this.

Is that what you mean is to save?

That is to use the lives of the old Qin people to fill the pit!

However, Suo Wenchang shook his head slowly and said, "Captain Niu was wrong. At that time, Mr. Hou summoned the people of the whole city and then made those who escaped to cry and tell what happened.

Afterwards, the Marquis announced his war in front of all the people in the city to save their parents, wife and children...

The battle was so tragic. Although it was not large in scale, in order to save those relatives, the old marquis went to war and was ambushed. In the end, only more than 3,000 people came back alive. Even the old marquis was seriously injured, and several arrows were shot around him, but they were still poisonous arrows."

Niu Ben and many others could not understand it, and they rode on the horse and leaned towards Suo Wenchang. It seemed that they regarded this stupid old man as Qin Feng's grandfather and wanted to grab him and beat him up!

For those stupid aliens, they consumed the lives of seven thousand old Qin Jianer. He fucked the bad money, right?

However, Jia Huan and Qin Feng looked back and stopped the restless people.

But they were very dissatisfied, and the horse and the people were sniffing...

Suo Wenchang seemed to know what was behind it and continued: "The price was a bit high, but since that war, the entire northwest, from Wuwei to Jiayuguan, has not had a large-scale riot incident for sixty years.

Over the past 60 years, under the intentional guidance of the Governor's Office, all ethnic groups have even downplayed their national ideas. Because it is too troublesome to divide them, everyone has only one common name, that is, the Old Qin people!

Moreover, the poisonous arrow wounds of Mr. Hou back then were also cured by the joint efforts of those alien shamans and imams.

Just like the wounds of the marquis now, many military doctors were helpless.

But they used a few earthworks to calm the wounds. Although they had not been able to wake up, they finally saved their lives and did not continue to deteriorate."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan turned his head and marveled at Qin Feng: "Brother Feng, your grandfather is really wise! You can think of this method..."

After Qin Feng was praised, he was not very proud. The corners of his mouth twitched and he whispered: "Brother Huan, go back and read more books, don't... don't make jokes all the time."

Jia Huan was stunned when he heard this and said, "What does it mean?"

Suo Lanyu smiled on the other side and said, "Young Master, this is the old wisdom of the Tang Dynasty, not created by the old man."

Jia Huan said skeptically: "Is that true?"

Qin Feng glanced at Suo Wenchang with a smile, then turned his head and whispered: "Read the history of the Tang Dynasty and see how many Turkish generals and Goryeo generals are there. Have they ever said that they were Turkic and Goryeo people? They only have one title, namely the Tang people.

Now that our territory of the Great Qin Dynasty is far away from the Tang Dynasty, the Supreme Emperor's mind and demeanor are not inferior to Emperor Taizong of Tang.

Therefore, it is not surprising that these alien races call themselves Old Qin people.”

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan suddenly remembered the American imperialism in his previous life, and it seemed that it was such a famous thing...

Nodding "thinking" nodded, skipping this...

Seeing this scene, everyone became increasingly reluctant to speed up the horse under their crotch to disrupt this rare tranquility and peace.

An ancient city of 100,000 people, from the east to the west of the city, everyone walked for nearly an hour.

However, when we reached the Wuwei Camp that occupied a whole west city, the warmth in everyone's heart disappeared again.

Especially Qin Feng, his mouth became tighter and tighter, his face turned pale and his eyes were tense.

When Suo Wenchang saw this, he sighed softly and ordered the auxiliary officer to arrange the nearly 1,000 cavalry and cavalry behind Jia Huan to the camp, and then took a group of yamen to the central army tent, where Qin Liang was placed.

The atmosphere in the camp was a little depressed. The closer we got to the central tent, the more solemn the look on the soldiers' faces became.

When we arrived at the big tent, we saw a circle of soldiers armed with heavy armor standing around the big tent.

Everyone was moved to see their scarred faces and hands exposed outside, as well as the murderous aura in their eyes.

Suo Wenchang sighed and said, "The 300 personal soldiers of the Marquis are all old soldiers who have been with him for many years, and now there are only these fifty people left."

They are following Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong, and driving away evil spirits for the marquis... for the marquis."

When Qin Feng heard this, two lines of hot tears flowed in his eyes. He slowly stepped forward and bowed to the end.

Jia Huan and others followed. Except for Fang Jing, Li Wu and Gongsun Yu, who were not a soldier, everyone else bowed deeply to the "remnants" who were like sculptures and exuded a strong murderous aura all over their bodies.

The one who admires and admires the most is such a loyal soldier who is both righteous and brave.

However, facing the salutes of Qin Feng and others, these soldiers still did not even change their eyes...

After Jia Huan and others stood up, they didn't blame him, but instead admired him more and more.

Without such a strong and resolute character, they would probably not be able to survive the tragic battlefield...

The group stopped talking and went straight into the tent.

"hiss!"

However, when Jia Huan and his men followed Suo Wenchang into the tall tent, they all took a breath when they saw the scene on the military bed in the tent.

Especially Qin Feng, if Suo Wenchang had not given any repeated instructions just now, he would not disturb the wizards and the shamans practice medicine, he would probably have drawn his sword and slashed forward.

Just because the scene in front of me is too terrifying!

In the camp, a man with eyes closed in his eyes was unknown, bare and only a piece of sheepskin around his waist. He was all black from his face to his body.

That's fine, but there was a yellowish-colored worm on his head.

What's even more terrifying is that the long worm tapped his head from time to time, bite the man's face, and dripped a few drops of black blood.

The snake is dark, obviously, this is a highly venomous snake...

However, it was not over. On the scarred chest, there was a colorful gecko with extremely bright skin. The gecko stayed in the atrium and bit it from time to time...

There was also a slap on each shoulder of the man, which was a scorpion with a shiny black hair...

On each of the legs, there was a big centipede about a foot long crawling around.

And behind the great man, there was a faint sound of toad drums coming...

Around the military bed, a few people who were dressed in strange clothes and even looked extremely weird were burning incense, burning paper, or burning grass that no one knew, and singing and dancing, just like a wizard.

Perhaps seeing the horror and disagreement on the face of the yamen, Suo Wenchang pulled Qin Feng, who was trembling with one hand and tears, and explained softly: "In addition to suffering severe internal damage, the more serious thing is the thief's poison."

Jia Huan narrowed his eyes, looked at Qin Liang on the couch ahead, and whispered: "Didn't Uncle Qin be injured by the enemy Wuzong-level master Shaman Lama?"

Upon hearing this, Suo Wenchang twitched his lips and said, "Shamans and lamas are not the same. Most of the shamans are witch doctors, while lamas have religious beliefs. The leader is the living Buddha. The Marquis was attacked by Zadar, a living Buddha of the Junggarbushi Cewang Arabutan."

When Jia Huan heard this, his face turned slightly red and he no longer took it seriously... He said again: "Since it was a sneak attack by Wuzong, as far as I know, it is difficult for others to resolve the internal strength of Wuzong except for the warriors of the same level. Who resolves the internal strength of Uncle Qin's body?"

After hearing this, Suo Wenchang said with great gratitude: "It was also the Marquis who was blessed and destined to be great. He happened to meet the living Buddha Zhebuzundanba Hutuktu who was traveling on the grassland and stayed in Kumarajiva Temple in Liangzhou.

The Living Buddha Zhebuzundanba Hutuktu is the only Living Buddha of Wuzong in the grassland today, except for Lazar. It was him who took action to resolve the internal strength of Wuzong in the Marquis’ body.

If it weren't for this, the Marquis would be very likely to wait until today..."

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Chapter completed!