Nanming: I can build wonders

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Sushma couldn't accept it, at least he, a Brahmin, had to become a Daming first, and he wasn't so psychologically unbalanced.

"Sushma, don't be dissatisfied. Now Wang Sangui is a noble Daming man. Listen carefully. He speaks Daming dialect now!"

Salman said helplessly: "I know you are not convinced, and I am not convinced, but is there any way?"

He knew that as long as Wang Sangui said a few words casually in front of General Daming, his village would be razed to the ground.

"Sushma, hurry up and get ready to welcome us. If you neglect, we will have nothing good to eat. I don't want my family to be degraded as Dalits. You better show some good looks."

"Recently, there are Brahmins and Kshatriyas everywhere because they offended the Ming people, and they were quickly attacked by Ming. Many families have been demoted to Dalits. It will take at least one or two hundred years to become Brahmins again!"

Salman reminded him carefully, he had seen the fate of too many people who offended Daming, he was afraid!

He wants to be the loyal dog of Daming people now, at least he is living a good life.

Hearing what Salman said, Sushma didn't know what to do, it was beyond his knowledge.

Things like fate are outrageous, who would have imagined that the slave who used to be dismissive has now turned into a master of Ming who rides on his head.

Su Shima hates it, if only he went to block General Wang Xianwu's gun.

But now, he could only follow Salman to Wang Sangui with an extremely unwilling and apprehensive mood, and respectfully saluted Wang Sangui: "Welcome to your hometown!"

"Sushma, thank you for selling me!"

Looking at the humble Sushma in front of him, Wang Sangui joked.

In the past, he was the local emperor riding on the heads of Dalits like himself, domineering, and could kill them at will. He sold himself as a slave to a slave trader, causing him to leave his hometown and part with his family.

But now, the Brahmin was so humble and respectful in front of him, and his shadow not only fell on him, but also fell on his head.

It is really in line with the old saying of Master Daming: Feng Shui turns in turn.

The situation was stronger than others, so Su Shima could only smile awkwardly: "Master Wang, it was all my fault in the past!"

This made Wang Sangui couldn't help laughing happily: "You didn't expect to have today, did you?"

"My lord, I really didn't expect to have today."

Sushma was a little speechless. To be honest, he didn't remember Wang Sangui at all before. He was a high-ranking Brahmin. Who would pay attention to a Dalit.

"Don't worry, Mr. Daming has a lot of people. I won't do anything to you. I just want to know how much money you made when you sold me?"

Wang Sangui nodded slightly, thought for a while and asked.

"Two silver dollars!"

Sushma racked her brains and finally remembered the exact price.

"Two silver dollars, so that's what I'm worth!
"Wang Sangui said with some regret.

But Su Shima thought to herself: Nonsense, you are so black and ugly, if you can sell it for two silver dollars, it is a high incense.

"Sushma, thank you from the bottom of my heart. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been lucky enough to meet General Wang Xianwu and go through fire and water for Ming Dynasty."

"I can have today, at least you have three points of credit!"

Wang Sangui didn't know where he got the yin and yang strange energy.

Hearing Wang Sangui's words, Su Shima clenched her fists under the loose robe, and he was still enduring, he was too able to bear it!

Seeing that his sarcasm did not anger Sushma, Wang Sangui also felt bored, so he said to the servants under the sedan chair, "Let's go, let me take a good look around the village of Edawo, my hometown."

Sushma, Salman and the others looked at each other, but could only follow behind.

Everyone beat gongs and drums and entered the depths of Edawo Village.

The Dalits in the whole village were terrified when they saw this situation, and hurried to both sides of the road one by one, prostrating and kneeling on the ground.

They dare not stand up, for fear that their shadow will fall on these noble people of high caste and bring trouble to their families.

If they look up at this time, they will find that this is the untouchable who was sold by the Brahmin master before!

Wang Sangui looked at the villagers kneeling on both sides of the road, one by one familiar figures, and then thought about his previous self, was he just like them, whenever a person of high caste came to the village, he had to kneel down, for fear of being neglected VIP.

I remember that General Wang Xianwu taught him an old saying: those who know current affairs are
No, wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, like walking in brocade clothes at night!
It turns out that homecoming is so cool!

The villagers in Edawo Village silently guessed in their hearts what kind of big person was ushered in today, so grand that even Master Sushma had to come out to apologize.

And the big man Wang Sangui has only one purpose today, to go back to the village to take back his wife and children.

As for the others, he didn't want to bother with them at all.

Now he is a noble Ming, they are humble Dalits, people from two different worlds, their shadows falling on him will pollute him.

Of course, except for his wife and children, Wang Sangui still attaches great importance to family affection.

Moreover, General Wang promised himself that his wife and children could be naturalized with him.

When they are naturalized, they have to change their surnames!

All surnamed Wang, he felt that his family should be General Wang's slaves!
At that time, he will have to find a way to ask General Wang to give them names. General Wang is educated!
At the beginning, he didn't know the important meaning of his name, but other soldiers of the regular army of Ming Dynasty felt wrong when they heard Wang Sangui's name.

General Wang Xianwu told him: Sangui is a famous general, I hope he can become General Sangui of Tianzhu!
At that time, Wang Sangui was moved and burst into tears.

He came to the door of his house very familiarly, and saw his wife and children who were afraid to hide behind the broken door from a distance.

"Ama?"

At that time, his family was in charge of raising horses for Sushma's family, so his son's nickname was Ama.

The implication is that I hope to raise children well like raising horses.

Hearing a familiar voice, behind the door of the dilapidated thatched hut, a thin and small figure similar to Sangui stuck his head out with some doubts.

"Little Amma, I'm the one who's back."

Wang Sangui looked at his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was extremely excited.

In this chaotic world of Tianzhu, it is not easy to survive. He is worried that his wife and children will die.

However, he who will become the General Sangui of Tianzhu in the future has no intention of walking into this dilapidated thatched hut.

Now he must pay attention to his identity and status. In the past, Dalits were absolutely not allowed to enter houses. This is the reserve of "Daming people"!

(End of this chapter)