On the grassland, whether it is the Oirat or the Tatar, when there is no vertical management organization like the Han people, a system similar to the feudal system will inevitably appear.

When seeing dozens of leaders, Fang Xing was thinking about Man Qing’s organizational structure and the internal contradictions that arise from it.

Atai's big tent was noisy. When Fang Xing brought Wang He and Zhong Ding in, he stopped for a moment, and then the noise began again.

Atai looked at Fang Xing helplessly and said he was helpless.

Fang Xing sat in the upper head as the representative of the Ming Dynasty. His eyes turned and he looked at these guys with great enthusiasm.

Gradually, it began to quiet down. There was only one man chattering as if no one was around, and no one was talking with him.

The atmosphere gradually became wrong, and the man's voice gradually decreased a little, but he refused to admit defeat.

"Do you know the allusion of wood showing off in the forest?"

Fang Xing asked with a smile.

After the translation was translated, the man was shocked, obviously he was not educated.

Fang Xing sighed and said, "I won't bully you either. What this means is that in a forest, there is a tree that grows very tall, taller than other trees, so when the wind comes, it is the first one to blow off."

"I'm not punished without teaching, right?"

Fang Xing asked Wang He and Zhong Ding.

Wang He said shrillly: "Of course not. The Ming Dynasty has a broad mind, but it cannot tolerate those traitors who blaspheme. Xinghe Bo, if you cover up privately, when you go back, we will have to impeach you with a memorial!"

"Eunuch Wang has passed, it's past!"

Wang He was furious and was about to scold him, but Zhong Ding said with a righteous look on his face: "When I come out, I represent the Ming Dynasty and Your Majesty. How can I be disrespectful? Just deal with it according to the law."

Wang He said in surprise: "What should these people do according to the laws of the Ming Dynasty?"

The man just sneered when he saw Wang He and Zhong Ding performing, and someone was translating for him.

Zhong Ding said righteously: "The lower officials memorized the laws of the Ming Dynasty and still remembered such acts of despising Your Majesty's envoy. According to the law, the whole family will be executed and the three tribes will be exiled."

Damn, scholars are indeed shameless and invincible.

Although Fang Xing did not read the Ming Dynasty Law thoroughly, he also knew that the crime was a bit forced, and the criminal law was not that severe.

Wang He was directly impressed because he remembered that he did not have this charge. In other words, Zhong Ding made a new Ming Dynasty law after he moved his mouth.

Talent!

"What do you think?"

Fang Xing asked suddenly.

A Tai hurriedly stated: "This place belongs to the Ming Dynasty, of course, we must use the Ming Dynasty law to restrict all parties."

Fang Xing smiled warmly and looked around the leaders and said, "What are you waiting for?"

“I’m waiting for the food!”

The sudden roar scared the leaders to stand up one after another, some pulled their swords, some were ready to run away, and some... peed.

The curtain was lifted roughly, and Lin Qun'an came in with a team of soldiers, knelt on one knee and said, "Brother, please stay tuned by Baoshan Guards."

The dark muzzle pointed at these leaders. Alutai was defeated and captured in a hurry, and the reputation of muskets and large guns was rampant.

The sound of the knife being put into the sheath was endless, and everyone made harmless gestures.

Fang Xing's eyes were cold and he stared at the man who was constantly trying to hide and shouted: "Come out!"

"The prince saves me..."

The man no longer had the arrogance and domineeringness he had just now. Under the pressure of the gun, he finally bowed his head.

A Tai sat expressionlessly. Fang Xing glanced at him and said carelessly: "This person has evil intentions, despises the Ming Dynasty, and his sins are unforgivable. Lin Qun'an..."

"Brother!"

"Take it!"

Swish! In an instant, all the guns pointed at this man, and the leaders beside him dodged one after another, and gave up a space in this narrow place.

The man held the hilt of the knife in his hand, but he didn't dare to pull it out. He smiled all over his face and said in sweat: "Xing He Bo, I'm joking."

"joke?"

After hearing the general translation, Lin Qun'an walked over with a sneer, suddenly drew his sword and placed it on the man's neck, and said in a sinister way: "In front of Da Mingxing and Bo, do you dare to joke? Then tell me, do you dare to joke and cut off your head?"

The man's body was sweating like slurry, and a fishy smell suddenly emanated.

"At the beginning and the end!"

Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said, "But the sacrifice of the flag is a sloppy..."

The sword light flashed by, and blood squirted wildly.

Fang Xing listened to the depressed exclamations, glanced at A Tai and said lightly: "The blood of the thief is smelly. He took his head and hung it outside to show that the power of the Ming Dynasty should not be looked down upon!"

Lin Qun'an took his head out, and the big tent was full of blood, pungent and unpleasant, and his body was still lying there, trembling from time to time.

Fang Xing endured this smell and looked around and said, "On this grassland, the law of the Ming Dynasty is God's will, and the will of the Ming Dynasty is the supreme goal of you waiting for. Those who agree with this principle can stay."

"overbearing!"

Zhong Ding couldn't help but sigh in secret. If he had been, he would have probably fought against the other factions, but he would not have dared to intimidate these leaders on a large scale like Fang Xing.

And if he killed a leader in front of everyone, wouldn’t he be afraid that these people would rebel afterwards?

And Atai.

Zhong Ding glanced at A Tai and sighed in his heart when he saw that he was still expressionless.

If Ah Tai dared to be angry but not speak out, he would definitely be smiling at this time.

When he looked at Fang Xing again, Fang Xing had recovered from his kindness, and he immediately realized.

When dealing with these people, don’t be harsh on any loyalty. The first thing is to shock them and make them afraid of the Ming Dynasty. Secondly, they can use other means.

Fang Xing smiled and waited for the group of people to make a choice.

After a quarter of an hour, no one stood up, Fang Xing said with relief: "You are indeed loyal to the Ming Dynasty. My uncle came with His Majesty's reward this time. Come in, bring in."

A team of sergeants came in with a few exquisite wooden boxes, and Fang Xing ordered to open it.

"oh!"

In the large wooden box, pairs of fur-edged boots make people reluctant to look away when they see them.

The golden leather is high-end and elegant, and the intoxicating patterns of the soles are reluctant to wear them.

So exquisite!

But giving out boots is not a big deal?

Everyone muttered in their hearts that Chahan was even smiling.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Who will try it on?"

His eyes swept over, but the person who came out was Bukhara with a black face.

Fang Xing smiled and made people find a pair of shoes with his name written on it.

Bukhara put on his boots awkwardly, and Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Get up and take two steps."

"Close the curtain."

In an instant, the tent fell into darkness. The leaders were shocked and pulled out their knives, but they were stunned.

There were actually two flowers flashing on the ground...

God!

Not to mention these leaders, even Atai was shocked.

The two colorful flowers were constantly flickering and were still walking.

"Bump the curtain."

The curtain opens and the light comes again.

"It's those boots?"

Even if there is light, you can still see the side of the boots under Bukhara's feet flashing, and a variety of colors form a flower pattern, which is dazzling.
Chapter completed!