Vol 5 Chapter 168: No one eating

Chapter 168 The People Who Have No Meals
If we only look at the dynamics of these honorable men, Yun Lang will surely draw a conclusion that the Great Han Kingdom will not last for a long time.
However, he knew the history. Therefore, the Great Han Dynasty still existed steadily within a hundred years, and it still maintained its strong rule.
Since the conclusion reached earlier is wrong, another important theory can be drawn that the stay of the honorable class may have a weakening effect on a country, but it is not a group of people who must exist.
Compared with the honors, Yun Lang thought that the people were the main force that made a race famous for thousands of years.
Yun Lang, of course, hopes that the race of Han will always exist. If possible, he hopes that this ancient and noble race will last forever.
Since this is the case, being better for the people means showing a little kindness to their race.
It has spawned an efficient agricultural area. Yunlang thinks it is the top priority. Only when the efficiency of agriculture is increased to a certain extent will commerce naturally prosper.
No one likes poverty. As long as they are alone, they have the ambition to become rich, and this ambition is particularly strong in the Han people.
In winter, the brick yard that Yun Lang passed by has now been replaced. Entering the brick yard, Yun Lang did not see the sly old man, nor did he see the ragged brick-burners.
I thought someone had taken away the brickyard of his house. After asking someone, I learned that the cunning old man resold his brickyard to the rich foreigners when his dragon kiln was about to reach its useful life.
The foreigners only burned the bricks of the seven or eight kilns, and the entire dragon kiln was burnt down.
Now, the outsider who took the ceremonial power and took away the Long Kiln wanted to cry without tears.
Yun Lang listened to this near-legend story, and he was so happy, he was even sure that when he walked into the brickyard in winter, the old man was counting him. Fortunately, he was not interested in this brick kiln, otherwise, now It's him who is crying and laughing.
The stories of the people at the bottom who use their wisdom to defeat the stupid rich are always so talkative and always so enjoyable.
As a representative story of wealth, conscience, and poverty, Yun Lang was so enjoyable that he sent a pound of tea to the old guy who had transferred the brick kiln.
"The man who was bankrupted by the poor is actually me."
Cao Xiang looked up at the blue sky and sighed: "I really want to kill the old bastard. The sent servant, but was sent back by the guy named Ying Xuelin who broke his leg.
Then, I forgot the old and started looking for Ying Xuelin's trouble. Then, when the magistrate, when I was looking for the door, I threw the big seal into my arms, and then said, dare not To be our Cao's official, prepare to go home to raise donkeys, I hope I can be kind
Yun Lang was unbearable and waved his hand: "I have encountered the hob meat"
Cao Xiang's white jade-like face suddenly turned red, and he said bitterly: "He is a thousand-year-old Zhengyin county official, chasing me to be a big gift to pay homage to your majesty, you said, what are you waiting for if I don't run
Yun Lang said strangely: "The county official of a thousand stones"
Cao Xiang pointed towards Fugui City: "The whole Han Dynasty is the only one who should be in Xuelin. My uncle took a fancy to his hob flesh, and then he was placed in Fugui City, specifically against us."
Yun Lang nodded and said: "So you didn't dare to take the big seal of others"
Cao Xiang smiled bitterly: "I ran on a horse, he didn't catch up."
Leaving Cao's failed industrial acquisition, and then moving forward, there is a large area of ​​farmland.
The mountains are full of rapeseed flowers, and the scene of flying butterflies dancing is fascinating.
The wheat seedlings on the edge of the field also sprung up one foot high, and the blooming rapeseed was like putting a brilliant golden rim on the green carpet.
When he came here, Cao Xiang laughed like a fox. Since he was promoted to a great farmer, as long as this guy saw the crops, he would show this disgusting look.
"This is the foundation of the empire's prosperity"
"A group of poor ghosts will only honestly accept Lao Tzu's exploitation if you have a full belly. You see, they have worked hard all their lives, except for the things they have eaten in their stomachs. of.
Only those who do not have such a compassionate heart are really good to them. "
While Cao Xiang was bragging, Yun Lang suddenly discovered that nowadays, farmers working on the plains are not wearing clothes again.
It's not clear from a distance, but how to look, it's all black, and it's definitely not like wearing clothes.
"Do you know how much effort I have spent to get the farmers and women in Shanglinyuan to dress?"
Yun Lang's tone was low, but there was an unstoppable anger.
For a long time, Yun Lang insisted that a person can only truly count as a person if he wears clothes and eats enough food. If these two points are not reached, then it is a beast, a savage.
Cao Xiang laughed and said: "Your former pity slaves have now become free men. They have land and only work for themselves. Now there is a Han who is working, and all are Xiongnu slaves."
Yun Lang glanced at Cao Xiang suspiciously, walked over to take a look, and soon came back. Cao Xiang was right, they were all Huns. people.
"The Huns in the Crouching Tiger are trained like this"
"Yeah, 300,000 Huns. Less than 200,000 are left. Those who won't grow the land will starve to death. The rest will naturally grow the land.
Man, there is no hardship that can't be eaten. Under the threat of life and death, it doesn't matter what kind of land it is. In that case, if they all become heroes, they can do it. "
"If that's the case, why use chains to lock their feet"
Cao Xiang frowned: "Now there is a saying that is very popular. Some people say that these Xiongnus were actually sent to Han by Liu Xiong of the Huns. Liu Ling thought that there were too few people who could grow land among the Huns, only When she is able to shepherd, the Huns can only follow the cattle and sheep in the mountains and the wilderness. They have no place to settle. Only if they have learned to farm, the Huns will appear in the city, there will be a stable site, and there will be people who can collect taxes at any time.
When one day, the Huns come, these Huns can even be treated as internal, and they should cooperate with the Huns inside and outside, break through the city of my Han, and plunder a batch of them, then hide in the depths of the desert and wait for the Huns to become strong again. stand up. "
Yun Lang thought for a moment and said, "This is impossible."
Cao Xiang shook his head and said, "Taihang, the Huns appeared in the Wangwu generation"
Yun Lang continued to shake his head and said: "It is still impossible to send his own people as slaves to the enemy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and then looted back to such a thing. I thought it was possible when Emperor Wen. nothing.
This may be the news from Liu Ling, that we are to kill all the slaves, so that we do not have enough people to attack Mobei. "
Cao Xiang laughed and said: "These are none of our business. If the generals on the border can't defend their enemies outside the country, they don't need to exist.
Even if all the slaves here started to be in turmoil, it is necessary to kill them, which is a matter of night. If you want to make trouble in Chang'an, such as death, there is no second way to go except death. "
"The second-generation Huns were born on a large scale."
"There is no possibility that the second generation of the Huns will be born. The Huns women are married to the Qiang people and other people, but they will not give the Huns the opportunity to spread in the Guan."
"How do the Qiang people intersect?"
"Part of the Hanization, part of the differentiation, dismantling the large ethnic groups into small tribes, disassembling the small tribes into villages, and living with my big Han people, this kind of thing, don't worry about us, those Confucian children in the court like to do it like this thing.
In their view, this is also a meritorious deed, that is, the so-called warriors let the enemy die.
You have never seen how the country's local tyrants and gentry treated foreigners. As long as you set up an ancestral hall, no matter who you are, what your surname is, what kind of people you are, you have to worship an ancestor with them, worship the same god, wear Same clothes, eat the same food, say the same thing, who can remember who they are after a few years
Not all of them became their people in the end, and eventually became Han Chinese.
This speed may be faster than you and I thought. "
And the demise is very simple, it can be called that no scum remains.
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