Early the next morning, Zhang Yue got up.

As usual, he took Tian Shui, Li Chi, Guo Rong and others to take a walk on the banks of the Yazhe Lake.

At this time, the traces left by the war three days ago to Zai Ze have gradually disappeared.

On the calm lake, countless birds were playing in it.

In the distance, in Hushe's camp, smoke was rising. Hushe's women and children were cooking fresh milk and preparing cheese and milk.

This is the most important mode of production for nomadic peoples.

It is also the foundation of their living.

Whether it was the Huns or Wuheng, 90% of their diet was composed of various dairy products.

Stopped on the lake shore, Zhang Yue looked at the smoke from afar, and had an idea in his heart.

"Have you sent all the gifts of condolences and encouragement from me?" Zhang Yue asked Guo Rong beside him. The person who was responsible for contacting and communicating with Hushe and other followers was Guo Rong.

Guo Rong also helped Zhang Yue a lot, "hint" and "explicitly" him to win over and divide these external tribes, and made many contributions.

This includes the drama "crying and begging the king's army to increase troops" that Dugu Jing and others yesterday started.

Otherwise, how could Dugu Jing and the others be that smart?

"Report to the Duke of Shizhong, I have distributed everything..." Guo Rong quickly replied: "According to the Duke of Shizhong, I distributed dozens of stone tea cakes collected from the Chief of Changshui and the Chief of Huwuheng, as well as hundreds of jars of 'magic medicines' brought by the Duke of Shizhong..."

"Very good!" Zhang Yue nodded, very satisfied.

The position he gave himself was actually a salesman.

The Chinese culture, language, etiquette and system were sold to salesmen from various Munan departments.

It is also a salesman who sells Han products to the people of Wuheng.

At present, this job is done well.

Especially the Qilu seafood ordered from the Grand Master Gang, they completely gained reputation and won the trust of the entire people outside the Great Wall.

The tea promotion work is progressing a bit slow.

This is mainly because the Wuheng people do not have the habit of drinking tea.

There is no tradition of making milk tea.

But it doesn’t matter. As a time traveler, Zhang Yue understands that if you want to open up a market, you have to be willing to give up.

Therefore, after observing and discovering that Wuheng people did not have the tradition of drinking tea or cooking milk tea.

He immediately asked Guo Rong to go to the Han army to collect the tea he brought, and as a free gift as a gift to Hushe herdsmen.

He even sent someone to return to Shanwu and to Shanwu to get tea cakes.

If you give it a few more times, Zhang Yue believes that Wu Heng people will definitely fall in love with tea hopelessly.

Just like they are now obsessed with the small seafood in Qilu.

As long as these two things are done well, the Wuheng tribes in the south of the South will never be able to leave the Han family again.

Because, whether it is small seafood or tea, it will become their shackles.

Coupled with the wool textile industry that will develop in the future, their economy will be firmly controlled by the Han family.

"You think, what should Hushe do?" Zhang Yue asked suddenly.

"This..." Guo Rong lowered his head and said, "This is such a big plan, so I dare not speak nonsense!"

"Let's say it!" Zhang Yue laughed loudly.

"Then... I'll say it boldly..." Guo Rong said carefully: "With the humble opinion, this place can no longer be left to Hushe people..."

"Hushe must move him!"

Zhang Yue shook his head and asked, "Walking away Hushe, who will come here?"

He pointed at the zombie, looked into the distance, and said, "Please look, this zombie stretches for dozens of miles, with abundant water and grass, and there is salt in the northwest of the zombie, which produces most of the livestock in Munan!"

"With the yak as the center, as for Qingze, it is hundreds of miles in a radius, flat terrain and prosperous grass and trees. No matter who comes here, you can quickly prosper and become stronger!"

"If an ambitious person takes the opportunity to expand to the southwest, control Xianyuhai, and connect the two, he will have the foundation of kings and dominance!"

"If the time is beneficial, it can even sweep the world and spread all over the world!"

The so-called Xianyuhai is the core of the ranch where the Xianyu tribe is now located.

The Huns are called Baihai and Haliuhai, and later generations call it Hulunbuir.

Xian Yuhai and Tao Ze are the places of dragons that Zhang Yue knew that most of the northern nomadic empires had to control if they wanted to rise.

Strategic status is equivalent to that of Heluo, Guanzhong, China.

When Guo Rong heard this, he was obviously asked. He thought for a moment and said, "Then, how about not allowing nomadic things to be turned into a forbidden area?"

Zhang Yue listened, shook his head and said, "Why do people fear death if they are not afraid of death?"

"On the grassland, as long as there is a pasture without anyone, someone will immediately occupy it!"

In later generations, the Xianbei people were originally the overlords of the grassland.

They occupy the vast space of Munan, and no one can challenge its hegemony.

but……

When the Xianbei people went south and entered China, they established regimes one after another, and moved their populations into it.

A new powerful overlord emerged within a dozen years after the Xianbei people evacuated.

That is Rouran.

A small tribe that has no attention for hundreds of years now and in the future.

The status on the grassland is even worse than Ding Ling, who is like a rat crossing the street.

This is the fundamental reason why the problem of the nomadic peoples in the north has never been solved.

As long as a vacuum appears in this grassland, someone will immediately fill it.

Then quickly become stronger.

"Can you only stay Hu She?" Guo Rong asked with some displeasure.

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Zhang Yue looked ahead and whispered.

This is indeed a difficult problem.

It seems that there may be a problem in any choice.

The Hushe people must be punished. Someone must guard this place to prevent vacuum, but they cannot be handed over to other Wuheng tribes. It is undoubtedly throwing a piece of fat meat to a vicious dog. He will be grateful now, but it may be possible in the future.

"Maybe..." Zhang Yue suddenly thought of something: "I can still do this!"

He stroked his hands and suddenly realized it.

He immediately brought Guo Rong and others back to the military camp, then immediately called Sima Xuan and asked, "General Sima, how can those people have the highest reputation among the generals of the Han army?"

Hushe has now been completely dismembered by Sima Xuan.

The high-ranking nobles in the past were even controlled by the Han army and were ready to be sent to Chang'an for reprimand.

In fact, this tribe no longer exists.

At least this is true in the Wuheng people's philosophy.

Sima Xuan thought for a while and replied: "Report to the Shizhong, there are some prestigious people in each camp, who are assisting the Shizhong to handle various affairs... If the Shizhong needs it, the Shizhong can send someone to invite them!"

"Good!" Zhang Yue smiled and said, "I'll ask the general to invite them to the envoy... There are some things that the envoy wants to share with them..."

"No!" Sima Xuangong said, "I will obey the order!"

Half an hour later, more than twenty men dressed in different clothes and looked nervous were taken to Zhang Yue.

Unlike the Hushe nobles that Zhang Yue had met, many of these people could not even speak Chinese, and could only lie on the ground in a panic without saying a word.

When Zhang Yue saw this, he pursed his lips slightly.

He knew that if he did not intervene, new aristocrats and ruling classes might appear among these people in the future.

Then, Hushe will become a brand new tribe.

War and turmoil have always been a breeding ground for heroes.

But now...

Zhang Yue smiled slightly and said to them: "You have been waiting for the past few days to assist General Sima. I have done a good job, and I am very pleased..."

Sima Xuan was on the side, using Wuheng language to translate (high-level generals of the Han army generally mastered several foreign languages, Xiongnu, Wuheng language, Yueshi language and even Wusun language are compulsory courses).

After listening to the translation, some joy appeared on their faces, so they kowtowed and thanked them one after another.

Zhang Yue looked at it and shook his head and said, "But... Hushe tribe did not go to the emperor in the past, and he also had secret contact with the Huns and plotted to murder the Han envoy, which was a serious crime!"

These people became frightened and kowtowed desperately to apologize, explaining words like "We don't know" and "angels forgive me."

Zhang Yue listened to Sima Xuan's translation and shook his head: "This matter will naturally be known, otherwise, he would not have treated you so magnanimously!"
To be continued...