Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

But the existence of this fact is one thing, and it is another to recognize the lawfulness of the practice of "demanding gifts", because the compulsory payment of tribute, that is, the right to tax is exclusive and exclusive.It is impossible for two independent political forces to tax a region at the same time. The tax collector may turn a blind eye to the looting of his tax opponent, but it is impossible to admit that his tax object is also paying taxes to another political entity. obligation.

"That's right, you really grasped the key point!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "But in my opinion, sometimes it's better to be sloppy!"

"What does Mr. Ming mean?"

"The emperor of the Tang Dynasty ruled the whole world. Under the sun, could he be a concubine? There is nothing to argue about!" Wang Wenzuo said: "But this is of no use to solve the difficulties we are facing. Let alone these Qianghu tribes , Even the Tubo people once paid tribute to the Tang Dynasty and claimed their vassals, but what should be harassed is still harassed, and what should be fought is still fought.

"That's right!" Ijilian Bode sighed: "Actually, it's the same in the Eastern Kingdom. The Ainu people sometimes rebel and sometimes obey. If they are strong, they will rise up, and if they are weak, they will submit. There is no shame or righteousness at all!"

"The Dongguo is different from here. Although the Dongguo is desolate, the land is flat and fertile, and there are golden mountains. As long as it is well managed, it will naturally be assimilated. It is impossible to do this here in Songzhou. The Qiang people here After 1000 years, they will still be Qiang people, and it is impossible to use brute force!"

"Then Minggong is planning?"

"Rule Qiang with Qiang!"

"Using Qiang to rule Qiang?" Yiji Lianbode asked.

"That's right, let's take this Songmao Road as an example! I will divide it into various tribes, and then each tribe can get a 'gift' from the caravan passing through its own area, but this gift is not for nothing! They must ensure that the caravan will not be attacked by bandits in their own area, and if they encounter disasters and troubles, they must find a way to rescue them, and of course the caravan must also pay for their services!"

"That's a good idea!" Igillian Bode nodded: "However, I'm afraid some tribes are unwilling to accept this approach. Maybe they don't rob in their own area, but go to other areas to rob? And those who have not been divided into What about the tribes in the area? They shouldn't accept this condition, right?"

"It doesn't matter, then I will solve it in the end! At least at that time, I should not be short of guides and allies!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "I have already thought about the certificates for dividing the districts. What do you think of the imperial edict? ?”

"Edict?" Igillian Bode frowned: "Isn't that a good name? Isn't it only the imperial court that can issue imperial edicts?"

"That's true!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "Then what name do you think is better?"

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"Okay, okay, okay!" Wang Wenzuo was overwhelmed by Ijilian Bode's dropping his schoolbag. What is cultural export? A Japanese nobleman explained Chinese classics to a general of the Tang Dynasty. This is called cultural export.The reason why Wang Wenzuo initially wanted to use the "Book of Edict" as the certificate issued to the various Qianghu chiefs to divide the commercial road area was inspired by the way the Ming Dynasty governed the Northeast region. According to the edict, Jurchen chiefs can offer tribute and receive rewards (in fact, trade).Because this kind of trade is extremely profitable, the chiefs of the Jurchen tribes will fight and kill each other for the imperial edict, and even the number of imperial edicts they have becomes a symbol of the strength of the chief. However, the Ming Dynasty used this to provoke the chiefs of the Jurchen tribes to fight each other. Fisherman's profit.The current situation in northwestern Sichuan is quite similar to that of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty, so he wanted to imitate the wisdom of later generations to see if it would be effective.

"Ming Gong wants to use the barbarians to control the barbarians is also a way, but it also depends on the scale of the trade. If the scale is too small, I don't think the Qiang and Hu tribes may be willing to submit!"

"That's true! However, the plateau, mountains and plains have their own strengths and weaknesses. Through trade, if the trade routes are smooth, trade should flourish soon!" He lay down on the couch, and the shave began to trim his beard.

"The emperor asked you to come to Songzhou to resist the invasion of the Tubo people, but you are thinking about trade!" Yiji Lianbode laughed.

"As long as the Tubo people are not deaf and blind, what should General Xue do in Longyou!" Wang Wenzuo closed his eyes and enjoyed the sharp razor sliding on his cheek, while saying: "Before the Longyou army is defeated, the Tubo people can't take it." How many troops are on my side!"

"But according to what Li Jin said, the Tibetans are very active!"

"1000 people passed by four sentry posts, and each sentry post reported once. If the commander does not distinguish, it will become a battle report that [-] enemy troops are attacking our army!" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "Don't talk about Li Jin, if I was in Chengdu Even if two thousand Tubo people rushed to the city of Chengdu, what would he use to resist the Tubo people? Those who don’t know how to fight in Chengdu city Wuhou?"

"So Ming Gong thinks that the Tubo people won't attack?" asked Yiji Lianbode.

"I didn't say that, I just said that the Tubo people won't invade in a big way!" Wang Wenzuo waved his hand and signaled the shave master to stop working: "No one can predict small-scale military operations, but large-scale invasion should not be possible Big. But if the Tibetans win too easily and can sweep the Qianghu tribe in this area, it is not impossible to gather an army of [-], after all, no one can refuse the meat that is delivered to their mouths!"

"The meat brought to your mouth? You mean Chengdu?"

"Well, if the Tubo people can conquer Songzhou and go all the way down the Songmao Road until they approach Dujiangyan, then few Qianghu tribes will be able to resist the temptation to grab one!" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "It's just now In September, the wheat harvest should have started in Chengdu, and the wheat will ripen later on the plateau, and the Tibetan army should not be ready for half a month to a month, and that will be our big trouble!"

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The sky was full of ashes, like a snow that fell early.

Stepping on the dry pine needles and brown humus, Tuyan Mangjiebo walked to the edge of the sparse pine forest. In the valley not far below, the raging flames were spiraling up, and the hot wind rushed towards him, bringing a thick blood and The smell of barbecue is disgusting.

The mountain wind was full of danger, people, horses, fire, and steel. The smoke and ashes stung her eyes, and tears flowed out, blurring her vision. She vaguely saw a big winged snake stretching its teeth and claws. It roared and spewed out a torrent of flames, completely engulfing the valley.

From time to time, there was a loud sound of buildings collapsing from the flames. She felt that the ground under her feet was splitting and collapsing. Dogs were barking and whimpering, and horses were neighing in despair. What overwhelmed all of this was the wailing of people, wailing of fear, and despair. The screams, hysterical laughter and inexplicable calls even overwhelmed other sounds.When everything finally calmed down, Tuyanmangjiebo found himself lying limp on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"The village is over! Everyone is dead!" It was the fellow hunter who spoke. He looked at everything in front of him in despair. Suddenly he drew out his knife and rushed out hysterically, but he was grabbed by someone just two steps away. Hugged and fell to the ground, then wrestled.

"Tie up this kid, or we will all be killed by him!" The leader of the Qiang people who went with him sternly said, he calmly looked at the valley below, looking for possible scouts of the enemy, he looked at the Qiang people girl: "Spit Yanmang Jiebo, come closer and confirm who is attacking the village? But you must promise me that the enemy will not find you!"

"Yes!" The girl didn't say much. She had already recovered from the huge blow. The pain was like a heavy forging hammer. Wave is the latter.

The girl took off all the utensils on her body that might hinder her movement, leaving only a short knife, and then she turned the leather jacket over so that her dress was the same color as the autumn hillside.Her steps were light and silent, and she walked west along the edge of the forest for a while and then turned north so that she could use the uneven stones to cover her tracks.When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she found that the sky was gray and smoke billowed, and half of the ancestral temple not far from the entrance of the village had collapsed—it was the only stone building in the village where the ancestors of the tribe were enshrined.The girl walked into the yard carefully, and found that there were fallen statues all over the ground, and those were statues of ancestors.

The ancestral temple has been burned into an empty shell by the flames, the floors were burned, the wooden beams were burned, and the walls collapsed. Tuyanmangjiebo can directly see a small mud hut behind, which is the residence of shaman disciples. The only well-preserved building.She was walking through the temple, trying to see what was left, when suddenly she stopped and ducked into the ruins beside the road.

Two burly black figures walked out of the mud hut and slowly passed through the ruins, making the sound of nail leaves colliding.Tu Yanmang Jiebo carefully peeped out through the cracks in the stones. The iron armor almost completely covered the two men, even their faces were covered by the ferocious iron mask, only the eyes had two small holes.The two people got closer and closer, Tuyanmang Jiebo held his breath, lowered his body, made himself as inconspicuous as possible, and got into the gap.

The footsteps stopped, followed by a burst of talking and laughing, but it was in a language that the girl could not understand.Tuyanmangjiebo felt that her heart was about to jump out of her mouth, but time passed extremely slowly. After a while, she felt two streams of warm liquid pouring down from her head, and she was a little angry. Two people were peeing, and the girl forced herself to lie on the ground, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl could no longer hear human voices or voices. She raised her head and looked around, but there was no one alive.She got up and ran away silently.

"It's from Tubo!" Tuyanmang scrubbed his hair vigorously with his hands like a wave, and said, "It must be them. I recognize their iron armor. They are tightly wrapped up all over their bodies, and they still wear masks on their faces." , neither the Tang people nor our Qiang people would dress like this!"

"Damn Tibetans!" The crowd cursed desperately. It is not surprising that Qiang tribes fight each other for land, prey, pastures, and water sources, but such battles rarely aim at completely destroying their opponents.But the Tubo people are different. After they defeat their opponents, they will send all the weak tribes to their farms as slaves, and the strong ones will be incorporated into the army as cannon fodder. A heavy tribute and a large number of hostages must also be paid.Compared with the Tubo people, even the Tang people, who have always been known for their arrogance, can be said to be kind.

"What should we do now?" Someone asked: "Without the village, we only have seven people now, and we can't survive at all!"

"That's right! Seven people can't rebuild the village at all!"

"The village is still being rebuilt, and there is no food stock. It will be winter soon, and we will all starve to death!"

"Why don't you go to a nearby village? Ask them to take us in!"

"That's a good idea!"

"But will they take us in? It's going to be winter soon, every tribe doesn't have enough food, and there are seven extra mouths all of a sudden, why should they take us in!"

"We are good hunters and good farmers!"

"It's impossible for a good hunter to save enough rations for a winter before winter! Besides, have you ever thought about where the Tibetans left after attacking our village? If we went to a nearby village, would they Become their next attack target? We may not be so lucky then!"

Tu Yanmang Jiebo kept her head down, kept silent, and did not participate in the quarrel of the crowd, as if she did not care about this debate at all.Suddenly she raised her head: "I have a good place to go, I don't have to worry about the Tibetans attacking me, and I have enough food for the winter!"

"Tu Yanmang Jiebo, what are you talking about?"

"Songzhou City! Can we go to Songzhou City?" Tu Yanmang waved.

"Are you crazy?" Someone laughed and said, "The people of Tang are not Bodhisattvas. How could they take us in? Do you want to sell yourself? Even if you sold yourself, the people of Tang would probably only want you, not us, because you are a young girl with a long hair. It looks good too!"

"Did you forget this?" Tuyanmang Jiebo took out the letter from his pocket: "The man from Tang asked us to take the letter to the elders, and said to send the reply to Songzhou! Now that the elders are gone, we can Take this letter as a proof, go to the man from Tang Dynasty who rewarded me with Shu silk, and ask him to take us in!"

"That Tang man is willing to take us in?"