"Oh?" Yang Zheng looked at the Bald Tree function in surprise.

Surprised by his sharp eyesight.

In fact, Xuanyi Lang, generals, etc. who graduated from the Qingying Camp are Yang Zheng's power base. In the future, as the scope of the imperial examination expands, local officials will be directly produced from them.

The political sense of the Bald Tree function is very sensitive.

With his current achievements, he will definitely be reused in a real sense after studying in the youth camp for a few years.

At the same time, in the past few years in the Qingying camp, I also avoided the fate of being used as cannon fodder.

"Since you have this intention, I will naturally agree." If someone else jumped into the pot, there was no way Yang Zheng would not agree.

"Thank you, General!" Bald Tree Function said.

"What's your name?" Yang Zheng asked, looking at the Xianbei young man next to him.

The rise of an ethnic group must be accompanied by capable ministers and generals.

The young man was startled, probably because he didn't expect Yang Zheng to notice him, so he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Xiao Min Tu Fa Wu Pill."

"Back to the general, this is my subordinate's cousin." Bald-haired Tree said functionally.

In this era, regardless of Han or Yi, most people with names were not simple.

Yang Zheng thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember that there was such a famous figure in history, so he didn't pay much attention to it. "Without courtesy, if you really join the general's Qing camp, you will no longer be Xianbei nobles. Let's start from scratch. Are you willing?"

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Yang Zheng's own son was not special. He changed his name and lived and ate with ordinary children.

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"Yes!" Tufa Wuwan said with cupped hands.

With the bald brother taking the lead, the leaders of the other seventeen tribes also asked their sons to be sent to the Qing camp.

It seems that this battle in Henan allowed them to see the power of the Xuanyi Envoy.

Yang Zheng naturally agreed, and they sought to further bind him, and Yang Zheng also hoped to use their children to completely transform them.

Afterwards, Yang Zheng hosted a grand banquet for them.

All the things gained from the expedition belonged to them as promised, and Yang Zheng only wanted land and prisoners.

Everyone is happy.

Got very drunk at the banquet.

The largest Tiefu tribe in Henan was defeated, and the remaining tribes were no longer a concern. Next spring, the Liangzhou cavalry entered, and Xuanyi Lang surrendered and accepted the rebels. This horse breeding land would fall into Yang Zheng's pocket.

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However, another major problem facing Yang Zheng has become increasingly prominent.

Identity issues.

Before annexing the Hehuang Qiang tribe, Yang Zheng came up with the theory that the Qiang and Han people had the same origin, which was widely publicized among the Qiang people, and thus gained the Qiang people's vitality.

Now the same is true for the Xianbei people and the Huns.

If we cannot give them a sense of identity, closeness, and belonging in terms of identity, there will always be a layer of isolation.

Finding an ancestor for the Xianbei people would naturally not be a problem for Du Yu, a man of great learning and wealth.

Who says China has a long history? One can solve all problems since ancient times.

The Yellow Emperor had a son named Changyi. Changyi's younger son was granted a title in the northern Xinjiang. There was a mountain in the realm named Daxianbei Mountain. He took this mountain as his name and multiplied and multiplied, and gradually formed a tribe. They made a living by animal husbandry and hunting as their occupation. The people's customs were simple and honest.

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Because the Yellow Emperor had earth virtues, he was called king. The northern folk custom called "Tu" "Tuo" and "hou" "Ba". Therefore, the leader of the tribe took "Tuoba" as his surname, which means the descendant of the Yellow Emperor.

The origin of the Xiongnu is even simpler.

Shuoyuan had been completed in the Han Dynasty. In terms of blood, the pure Huns were closer to the Central Plains people.

Leyan's "Kuo Di Pu" in the Han Dynasty recorded: Xia Jie was immoral, Tang Fangzhi Ming Tiao died three years ago, his son Mao Wan, and his wife Jie's concubines fled to Beiye and became the Xiongnu.

In a word, the Qiang, Xianbei, Xiongnu, and Han all come from the same source. They were one family a thousand years ago...

In Yang Zheng's opinion, anyone with yellow skin is of Chinese origin.

However, the Xiongnu jumped up during the Maodun period, kicked down the Eastern Barbarians, bullied the Han Dynasty, crossed the northern and southern deserts, and invaded the Western Regions. The horseshoes once extended to the Central Asian steppes, so a lot of white skins were mixed in.

For example, the Jie, Yuezhi, Qiangqu, Juqu, etc. are all ethnic groups north of Congling.

"From now on, this will be the task of your Xuanyi Department. Spread it out in Xiongnu and Xianbei languages, so that every Xiongnu and Xianbei person will be familiar with it." Yang Zheng told Pang Qing.

The right to speak in this era is completely in the hands of the Han people.

Later Asian countries had to look through Chinese classics to find the history of their ancestors.

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Pang Qing has become more and more capable in recent years. By Yang Zheng's side, he often comes into contact with top figures such as Lu Zhidu and Wei Guan, and he learns with an open mind and grows very fast.

The winter in the northwest is particularly harsh.

But the Qiang Hu captives and slaves in the northwest are much warmer than in previous years.

Liangzhou Xingtai personally supervised the construction and built a large hut for them. They were provided with two hot porridges every day, as well as winter clothes eliminated by the army, dry firewood and haystacks in the city were also provided to them free of charge.

There were also medical students from the Qingying camp who treated their injuries.

Although people still die every day, they do not die from freezing or starvation.

The Xuanyi Department also took the opportunity to step in, ask questions and solve various practical difficulties.

In less than half a month, the nobles and leaders hiding among them were identified, and there were as many as a thousand people.

The Xiongnu and Xianbei were even more cruel to civilian slaves than those in the Central Plains.

It can be seen from the thin body shape of the prisoners.

The Xuanyi Department held a denunciation meeting in accordance with Yang Zheng's instructions.

Each of the former nobles was held down on the stage by the hunky Liangzhou sergeant, and Xuanyi Lang read out their past crimes, bullying men and women, harming the old and weak, and stealing their livestock, leaving the common people without enough food to keep them warm.

Clothes.

"What they wear, eat, drink, and use are all your flesh and blood, and your hard work. You have gone through life and death on the battlefield, but they insult your wives and daughters at will in the rear!" Xuanyi Lang Ma Hui said on the stage.

roared in Hun language.

He was originally a poor young man from the Xiongnu tribe. If nothing happens, the audience will huddle together numbly, like a jackdaw, and this is what he will look like in the future.

But the arrival of Yang Zheng changed his destiny, and he was admitted to the Qingying Camp. For six years, he gradually grew into a qualified Xuanyi Lang.

The painful childhood experience is still fresh in my memory.

People's happiness is different, but their suffering is roughly the same.

"They will only suck your flesh and blood dry while they are alive!" Ma Hui spoke with emotion and empathy.

This is almost a must-have skill for every Xuan Yilang.

The eyes of the prisoners in the audience gradually became filled with hatred.

Finally, a thin young man in the audience roared, "Suddenly, you killed my parents and took away my sister."

Ma Hui pulled out the Huanshou knife and threw it in front of him, "You have a chance to get revenge now!"

The young man picked up the knife, but his hands and feet were shaking.

The eyes of everyone around him fell on him.

"Don't you dare?"

"I dare!" The young man picked up the knife, stepped onto the stage step by step, and slowly put the knife into Su Yehu's chest.

The latter struggled first, then his body trembled and he whined for mercy, but this sound did not delay the knife being pressed into his chest...

Hatred was instantly ignited.

The breathing of the people in the audience became heavier.
Chapter completed!