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Chapter 106 People have changed, and things have changed

Chapter 106: When people change, things change

If someone asks who is the richest among the 32 members below the Lantian Imperial Court, everyone will definitely say it is Yun Zhao.

It would be inappropriate if the thousand-year-old robber family did not have any background.

Therefore, Yun family has the best jade, bronze, books, and various treasures in the world.

But if you ask who among the thirty-two members has the most gold, there is no doubt that it is Sun Guoxin.

There is gold on the vast plateau.

There is gold on the vast grassland.

The greatest hope of the indigenous people in these two vast places is to get gold from the mountains or the mountains, and after they accumulate more, they will travel thousands of miles to the hands of the bright Melgen Living Buddha.

Therefore, in places where you believe in the living Buddha, the most magnificent building is the temple, and the temple is always shining with golden light... and the source of these gold is gold powder!

Make the gold into powder and it becomes gold powder.

These great buildings shine with golden light in the sun, and with the low chanting of scriptures, the green grassland looks particularly sacred.

This is a force to calm people's hearts.

Sun Guoxin used more than 200 kilograms of gold on the Meidaizhao Temple every year.

Therefore, when Zhang Guofeng saw the golden sand in the box, he was very jealous. If it weren't for his reason that Sun Guoxin was his own person, he might have been robbed.

"The herders of the Mongolian and Tibetan tribes do not know how to manage their lives. They grazed in the scorching sun and snow, fighting wolves, beasts and natural disasters, but their final harvest was left here. This is inappropriate.

Since they believe in me, worship me, and send the wealth they have accumulated throughout their lives to me, then I will give them a good reward."

"It seems they lack nothing!"

Zhang Guofeng grabbed a handful of golden sand from the box and kneaded it in his hands, envious of Sun Guoxin.

“They are short of…”

When Sun Guoxin said this, his voice became quieter.

"Seldom of them can live past forty years old, and women die from giving birth to children abound. Do you know how women give birth to children before giving birth?

They were looking for a wizard, a shaman to pray for blessings, and then placed the woman on the ground. Two strong women were rolling out the pregnant woman's big belly like a wooden stick...

If a child is too thin, he will lose it. If a person is disabled, he will lose it. If a person is too old and cannot do work, he will lose it...

They should die because they eat something unclean, because of a small cold, because of the pus in the wound after being bitten by ticks on the grassland... In short, it is difficult for them to survive.

Not to mention, white disasters, droughts, locust plagues, plagues, wars, tribal wars...

You always think that they are generally strong, but you don’t know that those who are not strong have been eliminated.

Now that they have surrendered, and they have believed that they can live better under the rule of the Lantian imperial court, then we should repay their kindness with kindness.

Back then, in Zhangjiakou, Sanggan River, and outside Lantian City, we killed too many Mongolians.

Over the years, I have watched Gao Jie massacre them, watch you and Li Dingguo massacre them... It's time to stop.

Yun Zhao once said that killing is always a means, not an end. At any time, the rule of one race over another race always begins with massacre and ends with comfort.

I am going to write a letter to His Majesty Yun Zhao to clarify my point of view. Can you support me?"

Zhang Guofeng frowned and let go of his hand. A strand of golden sand flowed out of his hand little by little. He said lightly: "Your kindness has come too early."

Sun Guoxin shook his head and said, "A unified country must have a unified means. The reason why the Han people have been repeatedly violated by northern nomads is actually our fault.

Whenever we are strong in the Han people, we always use pressure and expulsion strategies to the nomadic peoples in the north, and when we are weak, we will bribe and marry. The thought that non-my race will have different hearts is deeply rooted in our hearts.

Don't you think there is something wrong with doing this?

The world in front of us is so big that we cannot rule such a large land by relying solely on us. Therefore, the group of people in front of us who seem strong but are actually weak need to receive our guidance."

Zhang Guofeng looked at Sun Guoxin and said, "Do you know that once you propose this plan, you will be attacked by the crowd?"

Sun Guoxin smiled and said, "I am only responsible for making correct opinions, and I cannot interfere with anything else."

Zhang Guofeng brought twelve crowns and moved twelve boxes of golden sand. He did not agree to Sun Guoxin, nor was he going to agree to Sun Guoxin. He even contacted Yun Yang, Gao Jie, and Lei Heng to oppose his proposal.

He felt that Sun Guoxin was no longer a staunch revolutionary, he became a humble convert. He studied Buddhism for many years and finally exhausted the little bit of his heroism.

Now the Lantian imperial court has arrived at the Tiger Roaring Mountain, the Dragon Flying in the Sky, and the Eagle Rising its Wings.

Just when the glory of the Han people was about to spread to the whole world, Sun Guoxin proposed the suggestion that all races belonged to each other, which was to forget the roots.

"If you don't accumulate trickles, you can't reach a river..."

Sun Guoxin, wearing a dark red monk's robe, stood under the towering city wall of Mei Daizhao, watching Zhang Guofeng leave and couldn't help but sigh.

A little lama came out from behind him, hugged Sun Guoxin's waist and said, "Living Buddha, Living Buddha, will those people come next year?"

Sun Guoxin stroked the little lama's head and smiled, "I'll come again next year, and from now on, they will come every year."

The little lama said again: "Will those Han people come too? The sugar people they make are delicious."

Sun Guoxin said: "I will come, and more will come, and I will bring more candy here."

The little lama took out a candy man wrapped in lotus leaves from his arms, licked it carefully, and lifted it up high, hoping that the living Buddha could also take a bite.

Sun Guoxin took a very small bite, and Xin Fu's smile appeared on the little lama's face and said to Sun Guoxin: "Is it sweet?"

Sun Guoxin smiled and said, "It's very sweet!"

In the territory of Lantian, new things happen every day.

Through a small "Lantian Daily", it is endless to talk about it no matter what.

Zhu Mama reads the Lantian Daily every day. When she has breakfast every day, a Lantian Daily will be placed next to her desk. The newspaper that was originally wrinkled when transported by someone needs to be ironed with a soldering iron before it will appear on her desk.

Her breakfast is very small, but it is very delicate. A boiled egg, two cakes, and a glass of milk are all her breakfast contents.

The tableware is made of silver, and so are chopsticks.

The Zhuming Dynasty had already perished, and Zhu Mai believed that the Zhuming Dynasty's demeanor could not be lost.

When she left the capital, she took away a lot of things, and these things were enough to support the poor people who escaped from the palace to have been rich for many years.

Yun Zhao was a generous person after all, and he did not confiscate these property, so Zhu Mai devoted half of his money to the Lantian County public investment promotion project.

She doesn't expect these projects to bring her a lot of income, but some projects such as cotton promotion projects have seen broad prospects.

Today's Lantian Daily is so interesting that it makes her eyes full of tears.

A lieutenant named Jin Hu in the Lantian imperial court actually led a thousand Lantian soldiers in Huanglongxi, Guizhou to defeat the camp of the bandit Zhang Xianbi, and the defeated soldiers disrupted the entire army's team. Wang Fuchen was also surrounded by Yun Meng and committed suicide. Liu Wenxiu was defeated and moved towards Zhang Bingzhong's headquarters wildly.

Jin Hu led his troops to pursue Liu Wenxiu in Menpodong. With less than 800 people in his headquarters, he once again attacked the front line that Liu Wenxiu was hurriedly organized, and fiercely killed the generals and seized the flag. In the desperate situation where the guns and bullets were exhausted and the swords and bows were broken, he used a pair of iron fists to kill Liu Wenxiu alive.

Then he raised Liu Wenxiu's body and ordered the other defeated soldiers to surrender. Seeing this man covered in blood and bravery as if the God of War came, he did not dare to resist and surrendered one after another.

Then, the more than 2,300 bandits surrendered were all gathered by Jin Hu's troops. With the order of Jin Hu, their troops fired guns and bullets, and all the more than 2,300 bandits were executed on Menpo Cave...

Zhu Mai forcibly suppressed the tears in her eyes, looked up at the roof, until the tears disappeared, and then she quietly finished her breakfast.

After breakfast, Zhu Mama checked the homework of the three younger brothers, highlighting the mistakes of them reading only the Four Books and Five Classics without paying attention to subjects such as mathematics, geography, and investigation of things.

After arranging the new day's coursework, he left the Zhu Mansion by carriage.

The carriage quickly walked out of Fangshizi and came to the bustling street.

She is very familiar with the city and now she looks very strange.

In the past, the people walking here were all her Zhu's subjects. Now, these people have become subjects of the Yun family, including her Zhu's subjects.

This was a very wonderful psychological change. Zhu Mama reminded herself to adapt to her current life over and over again, but she was still in a state of ease. She angrily lifted the curtain of the carriage, and then she saw Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao was wearing a blue shirt and a must-have Wenshan hat, and was shaking a folding fan in his hand. Beside him was his wife who could kill a cow with one punch. His wife was also wearing a blue shirt. The two walked together like a pair of Long Yang.

Perhaps Yun Zhao's six consciousnesses were quite keen. When Zhu Ma's burning eyes were betting on him, Yun Zhao turned his head and happened to face Zhu Ma's eyes.

Yun Zhao smiled slightly and was about to leave.

"Please wait!"

Zhu Ma, who didn't know where the courage came from, jumped out of the carriage quickly, hurriedly passed through a group of strong men who were obviously hostile to her, and came to Yun Zhao.

"You can't punish him like this!"

Zhu Mama mustered up all the courage to shout at Yun Zhao and said something to him for a long time.

Yun Zhao looked at Zhu Mama with fun and said, "This is my power!"
Chapter completed!
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