Zhao Guang stood up and stood in front of Rimaimouxi like this, not afraid of him getting angry.
"I used to beg you, but now you are begging us. The situation is different, and the treatment is also different. What is that name, Mu Wu Zhe, is that the name?"
"Muwuzhe's tribe is now under the control of his elder brother. Even women can have two full meals a day, and they don't have to do heavy work."
Zhao Guang looked down at Rimaimou Xi and continued, "Now if you want to live, then go work for my brother. As for whether you are lucky enough to have enough to eat, it all depends on your luck."
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! I am willing to donate all the cattle and sheep in the clan..."
Rimaimou Xi was overjoyed and kowtowed quickly.
When Zhao Guang heard this, he became furious and kicked Rimai Mouxi directly out of the tent.
I could only hear shouts and curses coming from the camp: "At this point, do you think those cattle and sheep are still yours? Get back here immediately and see how many of them you can save when the army arrives!"
"Sir, the villain said the wrong thing..."
Rimaimou Xi was kicked out of the tent, and when he was about to crawl back, a hand held him down, and a voice was heard saying: "This leader, Zhao Langjun told you to go back to your clan."
Go inside."
Rimaimou Xi raised his head and saw that the young general who had been guarding outside was looking at him with a smile on his face and a gentle tone, but the hand on him told him clearly that without the permission of Mr. Zhao, he could no longer
Enter the camp tent.
"I'll give you five days to think about it. If you still can't make up your mind after five days, then your tribe will never think about grazing around here. Get out of here!"
Zhao Guang's voice came from the camp again.
Obviously, he didn't want to see this Rimai Mouxi again.
"Did you hear that? Chief, please."
The young general stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, which clearly meant that he was asking him to leave the military camp as soon as possible.
Rimaimou Xi lowered his head and kowtowed a few more times, revealing a look of resentment in his eyes where no one else could see him.
"Jiang Shu, come in."
After Rimai Mouxi left, Zhao Guang shouted in the camp.
"Zhao Sima, the young one is here."
The young general was Jiang Shu. When he heard Zhao Guang shouting inside, his expression suddenly perked up, he quickly went in, cupped his fists and said.
"Take a few people with you, follow that Rimai Mouxi, find the foothold of their tribe, and then report back as soon as possible."
"promise!"
After Jiang Shu accepted the order, he tentatively said, "If Zhao Sima wants to arrest all of this tribe, I'm afraid this won't be enough."
"Oh?" Zhao Guang looked at Jiang Shu and asked, "Why is it not enough?"
"Zhao Sima didn't know something. Everyone thought that the Hu people were not good at farming, but they didn't know that each of their tribes had a hidden place specially used to grow millet. Otherwise, the Hu people would just eat meat and drink milk, and their stomachs would be like iron.
Yeah, I can’t stand it either.”
"When planting millets every spring, the Hu people would go to a fixed place, sow the seeds, leave some hands to watch, and come back to harvest in the autumn. Although it is not as careful as the Han people sowing it, there is always some harvest.
Together with the cattle and sheep, we can survive the winter."
Jiang Shu stood there, with a smile on his face, but the words he spoke made people shudder.
"So, it is easy to destroy a clan, but it is not easy to prevent one person from being left behind."
Zhao Guang's eyes flashed and he asked: "Are you sure you can find the breeding ground of this Hu tribe?"
"Spring has begun, and there is still more than a month before it is time to sow rice. According to the Hu people's practice, after leaving the mountains in the spring, they have to return to the rice land to prepare for sowing seeds. In this way, the tribe's rice planting time
The place shouldn’t be too far away.”
"If the Hu-headed people are unwilling to come after five days, they must leave this place and go to their tribe's farming land. There should still be their people there. So Zhao Sima only needs to let them go after five days, and he will be able to
turn up."
Jiang Shu finally showed a cruel light in his eyes.
"good."
Zhao Guang stared at Jiang Shu with cold eyes, "I'll leave this matter to you. Once it's done, I will report the credit to my uncle. If something goes wrong, don't blame the ruthless military law."
"The villain takes orders!"
Jiang Shu promised loudly.
"This Jiang Shu is younger than us, but I didn't expect to have such vicious thoughts. No wonder my brother specially told us to use this person and be careful to guard against him."
After Zhao Guang watched Jiang Shu leave the camp, he sat down and said slowly, "If you use this person well, he will be of great use. But he has such a vicious mind at a young age. Before you understand him as a person, he is very useful."
Don’t trust it entirely.”
As he said that, he glanced at the old man standing beside him who was hesitant to speak. Zhao Guang smiled and said, "Third uncle, you don't have to look at me like this. These words were all taught to me by my elder brother. Besides,
, I have always learned something from following my brother for such a long time."
To be honest, Zhao Guang now admires and is a little afraid of the brother he talks about.
Needless to say, respect is required. As long as you are next to your elder brother, who is not like this?
But what I feared was my brother's unpredictable thoughts.
If you want to say that he is soft-hearted, he is indeed.
In the eyes of others, is Liaoman considered a human being?
But look at that servant girl Amei, not only can she become a concubine, but she can also learn to read with him.
Not to mention the children of slaves, he not only could put down his posture, but also taught them with great patience.
But to say that he has a hard heart is also true.
Although he had never killed anyone with his own hands, his hands were stained with the blood of barbarians.
That woolen cloth was woven with the flesh and blood of barbarians.
At first, only lime was used to clean the wool, but because the Hu people's hands were soaked in lime water all day long, layers of skin and flesh were peeled off.
If it hadn't been for Sister Guan who couldn't bear it and asked her brother to think of a way to make a wooden turntable specially designed to stir lime water, I'm afraid the skin and flesh on some people's hands would be rotten to the point of seeing the bones.
Not to mention those who were buried alive in the brothels.
I heard that a few days ago, in order to dig out the coal, the Hu people took nearly a hundred lives...
As his brother's friend, Zhao Guang truly felt that if he violated the law and offended the prime minister, at most he would be beheaded on the spot.
But if you offend your brother, life will be worse than death.
I wonder where he could have such hatred for the Hu people?
After seeing more and thinking more, Zhao Guang's thoughts changed a lot.
The old man who was called Third Uncle lowered his eyelids and said softly: "Looking at Erlang's appearance now, he has finally grown up a lot compared to before. If the head of the family knew about it, he would definitely be happy."
After hearing this, Zhao Guang smiled noncommittally and said, "Maybe. Your Excellency should be happy."