Chapter 2089 As long as you stay in the Tang Dynasty, you can become a free citizen?
Master Jiacuo glanced at the land outside the prisoner of war camp, looking at the land that was originally full of people.
Many of the thousands of prisoners of war had already bowed down and saluted, but some seemed hesitant.
Master Jiacuo couldn't help but frown. At this moment, he heard a shout coming from not far away.
"Jiangba! You are worse than a pig, stand up for me, or I will skin you!"
Almost all eyes were directed at the slave owners and Tibetan soldiers who were still imprisoned in the prisoner-of-war camp.
The tall and burly slave who was sternly scolded stood up with some trepidation, looking in the direction of the camp with a look of fear on his face.
At this time, Zhelong and Meng Ding's eyes met at the same place.
"Master Jiacuo, please wait a moment, General Meng will take care of the matter." Zhelong walked up to Master Jiacuo with a smile and explained.
Master Jiacuo quickly saluted General Zhelong, looked over there, and saw General Meng Dingmeng galloping out of the team.
When the horse rode in front of the tall and burly slave Qiangba, Meng Ding showed a very kind smile.
"You are Qianba, right? Why do you have to stand up?"
Next to him, a translator repeated it to Qianba in very fluent Tubo.
After watching the general of the Tang Dynasty galloping forward, he jumped off his horse and spoke to him so kindly.
Qiangba's numb expression revealed a trace of emotion and awe. After bowing respectfully to the general of the Tang Dynasty, he reported in a low voice.
"General, my master has converted to Buddhism. He doesn't allow me to kneel down, so I can't kneel down."
"So why are you kneeling?" Meng Ding smacked his mouth, turned his head, and looked at those being held in the prisoner of war camp.
Through the gap in the fence, he was watching the many prisoners of war here.
"I, I should die, I saw with my own eyes that my master is in the tribe.
Someone smashed the limbs of an old slave who didn't want to change his faith and threw him into the wilderness, where he was eaten alive by wild beasts..."
"..." Meng Ding's expression couldn't help but change, he smacked his mouth, and his eyes began to glance over there.
"Tell me, who is your master?"
Qiangba looked at the Tang Army general in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
But he still honestly raised his arm and pointed inside.
"The one who is very thin and has lost his right eye is my master Tsering Baihu of Niya clan..."
Meng Ding turned his eyes and nodded towards the soldiers not far away. "Don't be stunned, bring that Niya Tsering out."
In a short time, Niya Tsering, who looked a little shaken, was pulled out of the prisoner of war camp.
Mengding looked at Niya Tsering, who had been suppressed by the soldiers and knelt on the ground, expressionlessly, and shouted sharply.
"There are also military regulations in prisoner-of-war camps. What should happen to those who dare to provoke and fight in prisoner-of-war camps?"
"Kill!" Dozens of Zhaozhi coalition troops were already very familiar with military discipline and rules. As for the soldiers who stayed to guard the prisoner-of-war camp.
Of course, I didn't dare to ignore it, and naturally I also learned the very simple and clear military regulations of the prisoner of war camp with great proficiency.
Hearing these words, the originally buzzing crowd suddenly became dead silent. At this moment, Master Jiacuo and others were waiting quietly.
"I didn't, the villain didn't provoke, he is my slave, I just..." He didn't finish his words.
A scabbard struck him directly on the cheek, knocking the Tubo householder who thought he was superior to death.
This scene caused an uproar among the Tibetan slave owners in the prisoner of war camp.
But when they saw the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, they all pointed their spears in their hands and closed their mouths in an instant.
However, his expression still showed unwillingness and anger, but he did not dare to make any more noise.
"Qianba, was he provoking you just now?" Meng Ding turned his head and asked the tall slave.
Qiangba stared blankly at Niya Tsering who was knocked unconscious by a scabbard. He really never thought that one day, this aloof Tsering Baihu, who was as fearful as a tiger, would become like this.
At this moment, he even felt a little excited after hearing Meng Ding's question.
Qiangba's expression froze for a long time, and then he asked cautiously, "General, will the Tang Dynasty send us back to Tibet?"
"Why are we sending you back? Oh, by the way, just wait a moment..."
Mengding raised his arm and waved it in the direction of the high platform. Master Jiacuo finally stood in the center of the high platform.
Each of his twelve disciples held up a long pole, with a thin wooden board hanging on the pole. On the wooden board, there was an official document stamped with the seal of the Yaozhou Dudufu of the Tang Dynasty: Yaozhou Dudufu of the Tang Dynasty
Report on Tibetan Slaves.
These twelve disciples, holding these official documents, began to enter the nearly seven thousand slave households.
And Master Jiacuo's voice, full of emotion and full of soothing power, began to sound.
His Majesty's biological son, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, His Royal Highness the Prince, the Governor of the Yaozhou Governor's Mansion, issued the order.
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All prisoners of war can choose to stay in the territory of Datang, as long as you stay in the territory of Datang.
You will all get rid of your status as slaves and become free people of the Tang Dynasty.
Because the Tang Dynasty did not have the slaveholding system of Tubo, it did not protect the various rights and interests of slave owners.
Although Master Jiacuo's loud voice could not envelope the entire audience.
But his twelve disciples marched holding signs while loudly repeating the words of their master.
The nearly seven thousand slave soldiers, whether they were standing or kneeling, were dumbfounded at this moment.
His face was full of shock, his mind was buzzing, what did you mean, as long as he and others stayed in the Tang Dynasty, they could become free citizens?
"As long as you are willing to stay and become free citizens of the Tang Dynasty, then everyone will receive food rations and property equivalent to two months' salary of the people of Yaozhou in the Tang Dynasty..."
Not only that, you can go to work in the workshop, get a salary, and support yourself.
You can also apply to the government, and Datang will provide you with free land for farming. It will be tax-free for the first five years. After five years, the same tax rate will be applied to the people of Datang.
"...Is this, is this true?" A slave soldier, who had been living as a slave since he was born, exaggeratedly widened his eyes.
"I don't know, is that possible?"
"Maybe it's true. You didn't see it just now. Brother Qianba's master just gave him a commission because he violated the military regulations of the Tang Dynasty."
The nearly 7,000 slave soldiers seemed uneasy and were whispering in low voices at this moment.
Likewise, the Tibetan slave owners in the prisoner-of-war camp were in an uproar and were dumbfounded.