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Chapter 271 Incentives

Under the scorching sun, Yang Zheng and Du Yu were riding on horseback to inspect the farmland in the Elm Valley.

The slaves rested in the shade.

The little ones jumped up and down and caught Cicada.

In the canal, half-grown children are splashing the water, very happy.

The slave women are weaving cloth in the crack of the door, and the sound of the loom is very melodious in the summer afternoon.

"A bunch of slackers." Yin Chun scolded with a smile, "If you want me to say, the general is just too kind to them."

Yang Zheng's eyes turned from the green wheat waves, "Didn't I tell you many times? Slaves are just a status, and they are also people, not livestock. If we want to do great things, we must first regain people's hearts. The number of Qiang soldiers in the army is increasing." The more you talk, the more you speak carefully in the future, don't just talk about it, you have a different status now, don't be like Liu Heng, you have no virtue in your mouth."

"Your subordinate made a slip of the tongue!" Yin Chun shook his body and stood upright.

Liu Heng was unhappy, and muttered a few words of complaint.

"They are able to take care of the farmland so well. They have put their heart into it. In Guanzhong before, I have seen the military camps in Weinan. The huge fields are not in a good shape." Du Yu regretted.

"We don't care about Guanzhong, just take care of our own affairs." Yang Zheng laughed twice.

"The subordinates feel that they can send Xuanyi envoys to lurk there, for the future..." Du Yu's vision was obviously far ahead of others.

This idea is very feasible.

"In the future, you should pay more attention to the youth camp. If you have spare time, you can give a few lectures."

Du Yu is not a simple Confucian scholar. He has dabbled in astronomy and geography, literature and martial arts, and ingenious things, and his achievements are quite high.

In Xiping's current situation, only those who can do more work.

Lu Zhi is getting old, Du Yu is the only one who can be of great use to him.

"My subordinate recommends someone." Du Yu cupped his hands.

"Who?" Yang Zheng smiled.

"Zhang Yan."

How did you forget him?
When he submitted the petition to punish the Deng and Ai clans, Zhang Ting also wrote the petition, and his literary talents were outstanding.

"Let him be Jincheng Sima first, assist Zhang Te, and then transfer back to Xidu when Jincheng is on the right track."

Zhang Te's ability to lead the army in battle is nothing to say, and arranging a deputy can also share the pressure.

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

Originally, the control of the south was reserved for Linghu Sheng, but Linghu Sheng has no news now, and has lost contact with Jiuying and 28 Xingxiu.

Many old soldiers in the army complained quite a bit, thinking that he had climbed another branch.

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

"General, 360, a Xuan Yilang has assembled!" Pang Qing, the new Deputy Secretary of the Xuan Yi Division, came to report.

Yang Zheng nodded and walked over with Congren.

Under the scorching sun, 360 looked at Yang Zhenglai's direction with a young and dark face, full of enthusiasm and anticipation.

Almost all these sons and daughters are descendants or relatives of Qiang soldiers in the army.

Received great kindness from Yang Zheng.

According to the previous selection criteria for Xuan Yilang, these people are still far behind.

But in a hurry, their loyalty is genuine, and they have reached the point of personality worship towards Yang Zheng.

Everyone in the Nine Camps and the Xuanyi Division secretly made an assessment.

In this world, loyalty is more important than ability.

The nearby slaves and government soldiers also gathered together and formed a huge circle, standing under the scorching sun without being afraid of the sun.

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

Together with Liu Heng and Lin Sen, they walked among the sons of the Qiang nationality.

"I said before that Qiang, Han and Hu all belong to the same family. Have I achieved it now?" Yang Zheng asked with a very friendly rhetorical question.

In the past, the lectures were all long-winded speeches, and they even asked people to write some polite words.

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

Such an ingenious lecture made everyone stunned.

I don't know how to answer.

The scene unknowingly became a little awkward.

It was still the slaves outside the arena roaring, "General Rende, we will have food and drink, marry a wife and have children, the general will do what he says!"

Xuan Yilang and others all half knelt on the ground, "We all depend on the general to survive."

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

Before Yang Zheng came, everyone knew the life of the Qiang people.

Every year some people starve to death, some people freeze to death, that is commonplace.

Every autumn and winter, the tribes will kill each other. If they win, they will grab other people's food and livestock for the winter. If they lose, they will consume the population of the tribe...

But now, not only are they far away from the suffering of hunger and cold, but they can also farm with peace of mind.

It has been the best day for the Qiang people in the past hundred years.

"The Qiang and Han have the same origin! Both the Great Zhou and the Great Qin have Qiang people fighting for their country! They were originally part of China, and now the tribesmen on the plateau are still living like wild animals, ignorant, oppressed, hungry and cold How can you turn a blind eye to oppression? How can you not change them? How can you not let these tribesmen bathe in the glory of my China together?"

The more Yang Zheng spoke, the more excited he became, his voice shocked the audience.

Speech is an important skill for a guide.

As for the so-called speech, how much emotion you put into it will resonate with you.

Yang Zheng pulled out the knife around his waist, stuck it in the yellow-brown ground, and sank into the handle. He raised his arms and called out, "Revitalize Huaxia, restore China to me!"

The atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited.

"Revitalize Huaxia, restore China to me!"

"Revitalize Huaxia, restore China to me!"

Everyone roared together.

And the eyes of these new Xuan Yilangs seemed to be filled with infinite faith like lightning and thunder.

The more hopeless the world is, the more shocking faith can be?
Du Yu on the side looked admiring.

But Yang Zheng's routines are more than that.

After waiting for the enthusiasm of the crowd to cool down a little, I selected a few elderly Qianghu slaves and asked them to tell their past and present life with their own experiences.

Although Xiping under Yang Zheng's rule is not a happy place for others, at least everyone can eat.

Nobody starved to death anymore, and nobody froze to death anymore.

Several big households in Xiping were obedient and did not dare to violate the order in the slightest.

The slaves began to falter and babble, and later, thinking of their miserable experiences in the past, they unknowingly brought them into it, and some of them even burst into tears.

"They beat me and tortured me. I was hungry for three days and three nights. I was only nine years old..."

"My parents are old and unable to graze, so they pushed them off the cliff..."

The Central Plains may not be a good place, but the Qianghu in the west had a worse life.

Many people don't even know what tribe they belong to. Anyway, they kill and kill, and the tribe rises and falls in a blink of an eye.

This contagion is also huge.

Under the scorching sun, except for the sound of cicadas and their cries, the audience was silent.

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

Why did the Qiang Hu in the Western Regions keep migrating inland like moths to a flame?

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

But now, the torch is weakening.

Originally, there was only half an hour of lectures, and it lasted from noon to dusk.

Yang Zheng ordered Pang Qing to record the weeping Qiang Hus, and he was also incorporated into the Xuanyi Division to work for Xuanyi, and he would give speeches in all the farmlands and pastures in the future.

"This subordinate now knows what Xuanyi is!" Pang Qing said with a look of 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."

"Your subordinates obey!" Pang Qing said excitedly.

The importance of Xuanyi Division has become increasingly prominent.

Playing with knives in a dull manner, sooner or later, will hit the street.

The overturning of the car ahead, the lesson of the car behind.

Dong Zhuo proved with practical actions and his wealth and life that only playing with knives will not work.

(End of this chapter)