Under the scorching sun, Yang Zhengzheng and Du Yu were riding on horseback to inspect the fields in Xiaoyu Valley.

Slaves rested in the shade of the trees.

The little kids jumped around and caught cicadas.

In the ditch, a half-grown child was splashing in the water, very happy.

The slave women were weaving cloth in the cracks of the door. On the summer afternoon, the sound of weaving was very melodious.

"A bunch of lazy guys." Yin Chun scolded with a smile, "If you ask me, the general is just too good to them."

Yang Zheng's eyes turned from the waves of green wheat, "Didn't I tell you many times? Slave is just an identity, a human being, not an animal. If we want to do great things, we must first win back the hearts of the people. The number of Qiang soldiers in the army is increasing.

The more you tell me, the more careful you will be when you speak in the future, and don’t talk nonsense. Your status is different now. Don’t be like Liu Heng, who talks unethically.”

"My subordinate made a mistake!" Yin Chun's whole body shook and he stood up straight.

Liu Heng was unhappy and murmured a few words of complaint.

"They are able to manage the farmland so well, and they have taken great care. Before I was in Guanzhong, I saw the military villages in Weinan. The big fields were not what they were." Du Yu said regretfully.

"We have nothing to do with Guanzhong, just do your own thing." Yang Zheng chuckled twice.

"My subordinates think that we can send the Xuanyi envoys to lurk there for the future..." Du Yu obviously has a far-sighted vision than others.

This idea is very feasible.

"You should pay more attention to Qingying from now on. If you have time, you can give a few lectures."

Du Yu was not just a simple Confucian scholar. He was involved in astronomy, geography, literature, military strategy, and strange and ingenious things, and his achievements were quite high.

The current situation in Xiping means that only those who are capable can work harder.

Lu Zhi is getting old, and the only person around him who can be of great use is Du Yu.

"My subordinates recommend someone." Du Yu cupped his hands and said.

"Who?" Yang Zheng smiled.

"Zhang Xi."

How could you forget him?

When he first petitioned for the execution of the Deng Ai clan, Zhang Hui also wrote a petition with great literary talent.

"First let him be the Sima of Jincheng to assist Zuo Zhangte. After Jincheng is on the right track, he will be transferred back to the Western Capital."

Zhang Te's ability to lead troops in battle is unparalleled. Arranging a deputy can also share the pressure.

Zhang Te was in the east, Zhou Yu was in the west, and Yin Chun was in the south.

Originally, the southern control was reserved for Linghu Sheng, but now there is no news about Linghu Sheng, and he has lost contact with Jiuyingying and Twenty-eight Stars.

Many veterans in the army criticized him, thinking that he had climbed to another level.

Even if he came back, he would not be able to secure control of the south without merit and qualifications, so Yang Zheng had no choice but to bring Yin Chun up.

"General, 361 Xuanyi Langs have assembled!" Pang Qing, the new deputy chief of the Xuanyi Department, came to report.

Yang Zheng nodded and went over with the servant.

Under the scorching sun, 361 young, swarthy faces looked at the direction of Yang Zheng expectantly.

These men are almost all descendants or relatives of the Qiang soldiers in the army.

Received great kindness from Yang Zheng.

If we go by the previous standards for selecting Xuan Yilang, these people are still far behind.

However, their loyalty to Yang Zheng is genuine, and they have reached the point of personal worship for Yang Zheng.

Everyone in Jiuye Camp and Xuanyi Division has been evaluated secretly.

In this world, loyalty is more important than ability.

The nearby slaves and soldiers also gathered around and formed a large circle, standing under the scorching sun without fear of being exposed to the sun.

Originally, the wooden platform where Yang Zheng lectured was set up under the shade of a tree. Now that so many people were standing under the scorching sun, he was too embarrassed to hide in the shade.

He, Liu Heng, and Lin Sen walked among the Qiang men.

"I said before that the Qiang, Han and Hu are all one family, have I done it now?" Yang Zheng asked a very friendly rhetorical question.

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In the past, lectures were all long and lengthy, and even more so, people were specially asked to write some literate words.

In fact, Du Yu was also prepared this time, but Yang Zheng didn't use a word.

Such a unique lecture made everyone stunned.

Don't even know how to answer.

The scene became a little awkward without realizing it.

Still, the slaves outside the field roared in confusion, "General Rende, I will eat and drink, marry and have children, the general will do what he says!"

The Xuanyi men all knelt on the ground, "We all depend on the general to survive."

Yang Zheng gestured for them to stand up with his hands, "What kind of life have you lived before, and what kind of life are you living now? Everyone has a scale in their hearts. The Han people have it, the Qiang people have it, and the Hu people have it too!"

Before Yang Zheng came, everyone knew how the Qiang people lived.

Every year some people starve to death and some freeze to death, that is a common occurrence.

Every autumn and winter, tribes kill each other. If they win, they will steal other people's food and livestock for the winter. If they lose, they will also consume their own population...

Now, not only are they free from hunger and cold, but they can also farm with peace of mind.

This has been the best time for the Qiang people in the past hundred years.

"The Qiang and the Han have the same origin! Both the Great Zhou and the Great Qin have Qiang fighting for their country! They are originally a part of China. Now the tribesmen on the plateau are still living like beasts, ignorant, oppressed, hungry and cold.

How can you turn a blind eye to the oppression? How can you not change them? How can you not let these people bathe in the glory of China?"

Yang Zheng became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice shocked the entire audience.

Speech is originally an important skill for a guide.

As for the so-called speech, how much emotion you put into it will determine how much resonance you can arouse.

Yang Zheng pulled out the sword from his waist, inserted it into the yellow-brown soil, and immersed himself in the handle. He raised his arms and shouted: "Revitalize China, restore our country!"

The atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited.

"Revitalize China and restore China!"

"Revitalize China and restore China!"

Everyone roared together.

And the eyes of these new Xuan Yilang were like lightning and thunder, filled with infinite faith.

The more desperate the world is, the more faith can shock people's hearts?

Du Yu on the side looked admiring.

But Yang Zheng’s tricks don’t stop there.

After everyone's enthusiasm cooled down a little, they selected a few elderly Qianghu slaves and asked them to tell their past and present lives with their own experiences.

Although Xiping under Yang Zheng's rule was not a paradise for people, at least everyone had food to eat.

No one will starve to death anymore, and no one will freeze to death anymore.

Several large households in Xiping obeyed and did not dare to disobey the order at all.

The slaves began to hesitantly talk about it. Later, when they remembered their past miserable experiences, they unknowingly got involved in it, and some even burst into tears.

"They beat me and tortured me. I was starved for three days and three nights. I was only nine years old at the time..."

"My parents were old and couldn't herd cattle, so they pushed them off the cliff..."

The Central Plains may not be a good place, but the Qiang and Hu living in the west are even worse off.

Many people don't even know what tribe they belong to. Anyway, they are killing each other, and the tribe rises and falls in an instant.

This kind of infectious power is also huge.

Under the scorching sun, except for the cicadas and their cries, the whole place was quiet.

Their joys and sorrows are the same, and many people have similar experiences.

Why do the Qianghu from the Western Regions keep migrating inland like moths to a flame?

Because the Central Plains was once the only torch of civilization.

But now, this torch is weakening.

The lecture, which was originally only half an hour, lasted from noon to dusk.

Yang Zheng ordered Pang Qing to take note of those Qiang and Hu who were in tears, and also incorporated them into the Xuanyi Department to work for Xuanyi. In the future, they would give lectures in all the farms and pastures.

"My subordinates now know what righteousness is!" Pang Qing said with admiration.

Yang Zheng simply taught him the most vivid lesson.

"You might as well write down your experience. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake. I will help you revise it."

"I obey!" Pang Qing said with great excitement.

The importance of the Xuanyi Department has become increasingly prominent.

Playing with knives in a dull manner will sooner or later lead to death on the streets.

The car in front is overturned, and the car behind is a lesson.
Chapter completed!