Thinking of dirty thoughts, Lu Hanqiang stretched out his hand and pulled the old man up with a smile, full of concern and affectionate promises: "Old man, please don't worry, since you join the big Ming family, you are my fellow brothers and fellow countrymen, and

If you ask about me, everyone knows that I am absolutely kind and caring to my fathers and fellow villagers." At this point, it is not that Mao Wenlong is bragging, but that he really does it. In Dongjiang Town, Mao Wenlong

The reputation of loving the people is really well-known. But it is only shown towards the people of the Ming Dynasty. When dealing with other ethnic groups, it is nothing but haha.

After explaining his love for the people, Mao Wenlong took Lao Taiji's hand and said, "I will now arrange for you to start stationing around Zunhua and live a stable life." Then he looked at the skinny cattle and sheep on the grassland and frowned sadly.

: "I can also help you sell these cattle, sheep and horses in exchange for some of your daily necessities and production tools. Don't worry, the price will definitely be the most reasonable."

At this point, this old Taiji could only admit it with gritted teeth, and he also wanted to thank Mao Wenlong profusely. Mao Wenlong was very proud of his character that gave people a chance to survive. Look how good this is, without any effort.

With one shot, he took tens of thousands of prisoners, oh, no, tens of thousands of civilians.

After respectfully sending Mao Wenlong off, Lao Taiji sat alone in the tent, feeling pain in his heart like a knife.

Quietly took out the ranking of gods and ancestors, put it respectfully on the ground, then picked up a dagger, cut a deep wound on his face, and let the blood drip on the spiritual position:

"My respected ancestral spirit, our ancestors have dedicated their lives and blood to you for generations, but this is the last time I will use my flesh and blood to worship you. From now on, our tribe will be annihilated among all the living beings of the Ming Dynasty and will never be found again.

, but what can I do? After all, this result can allow our children and women to survive, and let our blood continue."

Satisfied, Mao Wenlong walked up to Lin Danhan who was still angry, explained his arrangement to him, and then directly put his arm around Lin Danhan's shoulders: "My good Anda, this time I have opened up a huge territory for you.

, your strength will be strengthened again, and you will take another step closer to your dream."

Lin Danhan angrily shook off Mao Wenlong's dirty and disgusting hand: "Are you helping me? Are you trying to trick me?"

Mao Wenlong was stunned and asked in a very innocent and shameless surprise: "My good Anda, where did you start talking about this?"

Lin Danhan yelled angrily: "You keep saying you will help me realize my dream, but what did you give me?"

"Grassland, territory, isn't that enough?" Mao Wenlong was really innocent.

"Bullshit grassland territory, I don't have a population, I want so much grassland territory to do nothing, what's the use of it?"

Mao Wenlong was simply outraged by Lin Danhan's bastard reasoning: "The vast territory will give you the space you need for future population development. Don't you even understand this?"

"Without a population, my development is useless." Lin Danhan was simply furious. For this guy who was obviously poaching himself, he almost strangled him: "I finally understand, you are not helping.

Me, you are trying to trick me, I will sever ties with you, a jackal, and we will start a war now."

Mao Wenlong was also angry, but it was the kind of anger that he hated for being wronged. He waved his fists and shouted heartbrokenly: "Do you understand that I am doing it for your own good? Haven't you seen that old Taiji?"

Is the contempt for you, the deep-seated resentment towards you? The contempt for you is the separation from you, the resentment towards you is the knife in your back. I am puzzled. With your wisdom, have you not seen this?

?Are you going to keep a pack of hungry wolves around you that are ready to bite you?"

Looking at Lin Danhan who was thoughtful and turned to have a ferocious expression on his face, Mao Wenlong continued to yell irritably and heartbroken: "And you are going to kill them all now to eliminate the hidden danger? Are you serious?

You are digging your own grave, because now that you have killed this clan, who will dare to truly rely on you? The cruel Khan will not win anyone's heart. I am wiping your ass now, and I am saving your good reputation." Then.

With great sadness, he beat his chest violently and shouted: "I care about you so much, but you treat me like this. My heart really hurts, it really hurts."

Lin Danhan suddenly understood and burst into tears: "I misunderstood everything that my good Anda did for me. I almost lost a good brother who really helped me and thought about me because of my stupidity. I am so confused because of my confusion."

I apologize to you, my good Anda."

Mao Wenlong accepted Lin Danhan's apology angrily: "It seems that speaking falsehoods into truth requires a loud voice. This is exactly the same as the struggle in the court. It seems that in this vast prairie,

I must train myself well to become a tenor."

When Mao Wenlong and Lin Dan Khan negotiated the next day, they came to relocate the tribe. Just as Mao Wenlong said, the old Taiji asked his descendants, together with the elders of the tribe, to bury him and the tablets of his ancestors.

On the vast grassland where he was born and raised, he was trampled into a flat land by the last cattle and sheep, and became one with this grassland.

This is a happy ending for everyone. When Lao Taiji and their Su Lao die, the history of this tribe is gone. An ethnic group without history has no roots. Without a sense of belonging, they will drift with the crowd and eventually be eliminated by other people.

The nation assimilated easily.

Standing in front of the tomb of the old patriarch and a dozen elders who had been trampled by war horses, cattle and sheep, facing the 30,000 tribesmen and women who were lifeless and numb, Mao Wenlong solemnly announced loudly to the people underground and to the living: "I

, Mao Wenlong now swears, to your Immortality Heaven and to the elders underground, that you tribesmen are my tribesmen, Mao Wenlong. From now on, you are my brothers and sisters in Dongjiang Town, and you will thrive under my protection until

Tens of thousands of years.”

As Mao Wenlong's sonorous and powerful oath was heard on the grassland, the faces of the lifeless herdsmen began to change, from depression and confusion to hope and joy. Finally, they fell to the ground together, raised their hands and cheered for Mao Wenlong's generosity.

For the ethnic group to continue to thrive, and for the coming days of peace, we cheer like crazy.

Mao Wenlong opened his arms and his body was filled with holy light.

On the way of slowly moving south, Mao Wenlong wrote on behalf of Lao Taiji, requesting and enclosing a memorial to accept Wang Hua, which had already arrived at the court. Of course, he received a huge and warm welcome from the court. This was a foreign return that had never happened in two hundred years.

Of course, the reception must be arranged grandly. So, on the way slowly south, Mao Wenlong met a team of Ming Dynasty's pacifiers. Running in front, it was the young Ma Weizhong who seemed to be proud of the spring breeze. (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!