Life is tenacious. After two years of recovery, the grassland that was originally ruined by locusts has once again rejuvenated, and the scenery of the grassland has become beautiful again. The flock of cattle and sheep flows slowly on the green meadows, and horses are running back and forth on the grassland like strong wind. The herdsmen's yurts are dotted in the horizon, and the melodious and lofty pastoral songs are spreading slowly between the sky.

Such beautiful scenery infected the cavalry from the Hu people following behind, and they also echoed the songs.

Loudi expressed his welcome to the arrival of this good brother with the most solemn etiquette.

"How is it? Is your population increasing now? Has the effect of tea leaves on you?"

Holding the horse whip, he walked into Haoanda's big tent. He stood between the tents and observed curiously.

Now Haoanda's big tent is different from the situation in previous years. It has begun to be brilliant and luxurious. The girl who worships her has also turned rosy and has highlighted somewhere.

Loudi gave Zhao Xing a grateful hand, which was filled with milky white horse milk, but there were tea leaves floating in the horse milk. Smell it and the fragrance of the milk makes the tea refreshing. After taking a sip, it was no longer the only greasy one before, but it had a refreshing and delicious taste. What if you do, it would be a slight salty smell. If you add some sugar, it would be perfect. Oh, by the way, there is already sugar in this era. There is a poem called "Zhou Yuan's cherry, visceralis is like candy" in "The Book of Songs: Daya", which means that the land of Zhou is very plump, and even visceralis and chicodon are as sweet as malt sugar. It means that there was already malt sugar in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

But that is a luxury, an absolute luxury.

"Since we obtained tea from Anda, our tribe has no choice but to be healthy. Not only did he make our appetite and body healthier, the abscess disease that has plagued our tribe for thousands of years has almost disappeared. In this way, our population decline has almost stopped this year." Then he pointed to the man who stood at the guard at the door of the tent: "And they can fight at night, tea is the treasure given to us by Anda on behalf of God."

Zhao Xing nodded while drinking milk tea: "I feel extremely honored to borrow my hand from God to bring vitality to the common people of the grassland. In this way, you guarantee the supply of my cattle, sheep, and horses, and I guarantee the supply of your tea and salt. We two brothers no longer fight and be hostile to each other as before, but depend on each other and coexist. Is this a harmonious world?"

Loudi also sighed: "Actually, we are also descendants of the emperor (Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors). We were brothers, but because of this harsh environment, we had to fight each other for survival. But now, since we can use the cattle and sheep we produce to exchange for the materials you produce, why should we obtain them with a knife? I really hope that life will continue to be harmonious for generations." Then I looked into the south with hope: "If I could become a tribe in China, what an enviable thing would it be."

No one is born to like war. War is actually a game for superiors and a helpless ending. The urgent feeling of the four barbarians' desire to join the Chinese circle is understandable.

The beauty of Chinese clothes and the rich and abundant resources make the four barbarians in the bitter and cold land envious, but they cannot be born.

Therefore, in order to avoid the bitter cold, to obtain Chinese things, or to survive, they had to fight with the people of the Central Plains with complex moods.

But the Central Plains became stronger, and people from these ethnic groups were pressed on the ground at any time, and they were allowed to reach the brink of extermination countless times, such as Loufan, Lin Hu on that side, such as the later Xiongnu, Xianbei, etc.

Therefore, in their core, for the sake of China's abundant materials and envy of Chinese culture, they all want to be accepted by Chinese civilization, not only for materials, but also for security.

"The xenophobia of the Chinese nation is deeply rooted. In the seven hundred years of Chu State, six hundred years of Yiqu, and two hundred years of Zhongshan, they all tried their best to integrate and not get it. This is a very difficult thing." Zhao Xing's desire for Haoanda was helpless.

When Zhao Xing saw Hao Anda, who was a little depressed, he held his shoulder intimately: "But don't be discouraged. Can we save the country in a curve? Ah, you don't understand saving the country in a curve. Then, according to the current words, if you directly enter the Central Plains like Zhongshan, Yiqu, and Chu, and establish a country in the Central Plains, there is absolutely no good fruit. But you can join a Central Plains country, for example, join Zhao and become a part of Zhao. Then, no one will say you are an alien again, because you are a Zhao person, Zhao people, and an authentic person in the Chinese cultural circle that cannot be more authentic."

Loudi looked at Zhao Xing, then looked at the tribe members directly outside the tent, and then looked at the soldiers under his command.

These soldiers under their command were all Lou Fan from Dai County, but now, apart from their riding and shooting skills, it is hard to see that they are Lou Fan from other people, in terms of language, habits, and even their clothing. Lou Di finally shook his head: "I will not surrender to you, I will not let my nation disappear."

Well, you are pretty smart. But it doesn’t matter. As long as you have the idea of ​​joining the Central Plains and integrating into Chinese civilization, it will be much easier.

According to the Central Plains people, either you accept my assimilation or you must crawl under my sword.

According to history, if I, Zhao Xing, were not here, your Loufan would have disappeared from this grassland in five years.

Fortunately, you were lucky enough to meet me with confidence, and fortunately you were unconsciously assimilated by my Dai County and Zhao Xing. Although it is not very obvious now, I have a way to make your next generation all from the Central Plains. Well, within five years, no matter how late, that boy Zhao Yong will be impatient and should use a sword to make you disappear.

How can I make such a good source of soldiers and horses disappear? Integrate into my Zhao Kingdom. At that time, your men will fight for me and your tribesmen will herd horses for me. What a good prospect.

What? Exploitation? No, that is my Zhao Xing's cultural oppression that compassionates the world and others. We are all civilized people. So Zhao Xing's arms on Loudi became even more intimate, as if he was afraid of something running away.

I can't run away, this is my own treasure.

Loudi seemed to feel something, a little uneasy. This sudden uneasy came to this guy with a warm arm and a warm expression. So Loudi broke free from Zhao Xing's arms and hugged his shoulders and avoided a little distance, which made his uneasy disappear. So he laughed relaxedly and asked, "Tell me, my good Anda, what do you need me to do?"
Chapter completed!