Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 264 Starting from the social system

The new batch of flower girls in Hualou are all women in their teens and 20s, and every one of them is extremely beautiful.

Needless to say, with a high nose bridge, wide nose wings, and yellow and white mixed blood, these women are all outstanding in appearance.

At the very least, you will be outstanding before the age of 35. As for after the age of 35...

No matter what, Zhu Zhanhe would not pay attention to women of this age.

In addition to their appearance, this group of flower girls also has another characteristic: they all have children.

In Balihe, Zhu Zhanhe has not practiced the method of distinguishing people through circumcision as in Kabul, and has not caused massacres, so the crowd here is still very complete.

The reason for choosing such a special group of people to be the flower girl is not that Zhu Zhanhe has any treacherous tendencies, or that he is so perverted that he likes to watch this special scene, but there is a special reason.

Unlike most ethnic groups in the world, Youpei is a matriarchal clan.

To say matriarchal clan is a bit too absolute, because their matriarchal clan is somewhat different from what people usually call matriarchal clan.

Like most races in the world today, they also have men who go out and women take care of their husbands and children, but their level of open-mindedness is much higher than the same period in this world.

It's not that women can't go out, but because they value women very much, they usually don't let women go out.

Let's put it this way, they have a rule that if a man marries a foreign woman, their descendants cannot be counted as descendants, nor can they be baptized by the church, nor can they receive protection from the tribe.

But on the contrary, if a woman marries a man from a foreign race, the children born to her will be counted as descendants and can be baptized by the church normally and receive the protection of the tribe.

I have to say that from this point of view, this nation is really ahead of other nations at the same time, because from a scientific point of view, women's genes are easier to pass on than men's, and they can be passed on for more generations. long.

In other words, although the vast majority of ethnic groups follow their father's surname, in fact, after dozens or hundreds of generations, you and your ancestors' bloodlines are completely different.

Of course, this is only at the scientific level; religious and national levels are another matter.

Patriarchal clan society is a system determined by the survival of the fittest in nature. Because men are stronger than women, patrilineal clans can get more opportunities for preservation, but matrilineal clans do not.

Like... now.

"Your Highness, you really don't want to enter..." Zhu Sanfeng stood on the wall of the City Lord's Mansion, watching batch after batch of women being brought into the flower building, and sighed.

"Why doesn't oil and salt come in?" Zhu Zhanhe was also looking at Hualou and said without thinking.

"That's it." Zhu Sanfeng pointed to the flower building in front of him.

"His Royal Highness King Wu and the princess have told you several times, right? As a result, not only have you not repented, but you have gone too far."

"That's it. If you were placed in the Central Plains, you would have been impeached by those civil servants long ago and you would be drooling all over your head."

"Bang!" Zhu Zhanhe curled his lips disdainfully.

"They know shit!"

“If you want to destroy a nation, you must first take off the backbone of men and destroy the shame of women.”

“When the men of a nation cannot stand upright and the women have no sense of shame, the nation is on the verge of extinction.”

Zhu Sanfeng was stunned when he heard this, looked thoughtfully at the flower building not far away, and then looked at his hands.

What Zhu Sanfeng thinks about most is revenge. If she is more ruthless, she would kill everyone who has bullied her. However, there has never been an accurate definition, and some are just a vague concept.

Some people say that killing everyone is the same as destroying a nation, but it is not the case.

The so-called killing everyone sounds very impressive, but if you really say it, people's understanding will only stay at the level of a village, a city, or at most a state or county.

If you destroy a country and kill it until there is no grass growing for thousands of miles, people will most likely laugh it off.

But the annihilation of a nation sounds more real, because this is what the era calls a struggle. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a fight between two different nations.

But again, it sounds more difficult.

Zhu Sanfeng knew what the women who were brought into the flower house were thinking. Maternal love is great. In this world, it can be said that ninety-nine percent of species are like this. Although there are some outliers, there are very few. Very rarely.

In order to get better meals and provide better support for their children, these women chose this thing that makes them feel very humiliated just to hear it.

Zhu Sanfeng didn't understand why Zhu Zhanhe did this, because according to him, the effect was completely opposite.

Zhu Sanfeng turned around and looked at Zhu Zhanhe. When he saw the happy expression on Zhu Zhanhe's face, Zhu Sanfeng was stunned again.

She found that she... was getting more and more confused about Zhu Zhanhe.

……

Ghazni.

Jian Xiao raised her head and looked at the heavy snow falling in the sky, her brows slightly relaxed.

When talking about snow, people usually use goose feather heavy snow to describe the heavy snowfall, but in fact, goose feather heavy snow doesn't last long.

Most of the snow that really falls heavily, or even forms a snow disaster, is as fine as gravel or even flour, and when blown by the wind, it resembles a sandstorm.

Goose feather heavy snow, it won't last long.

As if to verify Jian Xiao's idea, although the snowflakes in the sky were still as big as goose feathers, they were much sparser and looked like they were exhausted.

"Report!"

A messenger rushed into the camp and dismounted in front of Jian Xiao.

"Report! A large number of corpses were found ahead. Although they have been eaten by wild beasts, it can still be seen that these people were executed!"

"Where...is ahead?" Jian Xiao turned around and stared at the north direction.

"Kabul ahead!"

"Kabul..." Jian Xiao muttered to herself.

Along the way, he set off by boat and took two completely different paths from Zhu Zhanhe, but unexpectedly, he still encountered Zhu Zhanhe's footprints, and he wanted to follow these footprints.

"I know." Jian Xiao let out a sigh of relief, letting go of the heavy burden in her heart.

"Go down with the order, rest on the spot, and set off again tomorrow at twilight hours!"

"In addition, send people to the seaside to report back, and ask them to return quickly and report to His Highness King Wu that the supply line must be set up as quickly as possible and stabilized."

"Yes!"

……

"Any news?"

Watching the messenger leave, Kunzhaxi stepped forward and stood behind Jian Xiao.

"Yeah." Jian Xiao nodded slightly.

"I found a city in front of me. There is no one in the city, and there are a lot of bones piled up outside the city. It seems to be the style of His Royal Highness."

"Before departure, His Royal Highness told me not to worry. The most important thing in war is supply. Before the supply line is established and stabilized, he will not act rashly. At least not only attack the enemy's capital."

"So, His Royal Highness should be not far ahead. If there are no accidents, it should be at the inland river that His Highness mentioned."

"Isn't that..." Kunzhaxi paused for a moment, but soon turned into excitement.

"If we go by what His Highness the Crown Prince said before setting off, wouldn't it mean that we are not far from the king of Timur's empire?"

"Probably..." Jian Xiao sighed softly and turned to look at Kunzhaxi, her eyes full of seriousness.

"Kunzashi!"

"Yes!" Kunzhaxi suddenly jumped up, straightened his back, and looked at Jian Xiao seriously.

"We don't know much about this place, but you also know that I have been here once..."

As she said this, a look of reminiscence appeared on Jian's smiling face, but it soon turned into something unbearable.

"In my memory, although the climate here is similar to that of Ming Dynasty, it won't snow in September."

"So, there is something wrong with this snow, and the climate this year may not even be normal until spring next year."

"On this trip, His Highness the Crown Prince is leading an army composed of the Crown Prince's guards and the lower-class people of the Delhi Sultan. In this kind of weather, the combat capability may be greatly affected."

"so……"

"I understand!" Kunzhaxi nodded seriously.

"I swear on my life that His Royal Highness will not be in danger until all the soldiers on the plateau are dead!"

"Yes!" Jian Xiao patted Kunzhaxi's shoulder heavily, with a grateful look on his face.

"please!"

Kunzhaxi's expression was serious, but in his heart, there were waves of disappointment.

It has been seven years since he left Uzangdusi and came to Zhu Zhanhe's side. During these seven years, the soldiers of Uzangdusi changed batch after batch, but he Kunza West is always there.

However, seven years have not allowed him to gain Zhu Zhanhe's trust. In Yunnan, in Xiangzhou Prefecture, in the Sultanate of Delhi...

Everyone knows that so far, Zhu Zhanhe only really trusts a few people.

Zhu Ling, Zhu Ping, Qian Yong, Chen Xun...

Gone……

He has not gained the trust of Zhu Zhanhe for seven years. Even except for being initially transferred by Zhu Zhanhe to guard Mengmensi and later to contain Nanzhang, Khmer and other countries, Kunzhaxi has been in Xiangzhou Prefecture for the past seven years. idle.

Now, here's your chance.

It was to repay a favor, but also to gain Zhu Zhanhe's trust and prove himself.

Since reaching an agreement with the King of Guardians and King Zanshan, Yunnan will send part of the food to Uszangdusi every year.

These are extra.

As a reward for Uzzandusi's dispatch of troops, the imperial court had fulfilled its agreement and sent a large amount of food to Uzzandusi, but it was only for that one time.

Yunnan is different. Except for the first two years when Kunzhaxi led the soldiers to make achievements, Yunnan has not fallen behind every year since then.

It's just that the place where the food was delivered changed from Yunnan to Xiangzhou Prefecture, and later to Nanzhou Prefecture.

The capital of Nanzhou was the former Sultanate of Delhi.

But now, his chance to repay his favor came.

　Chatting with the boss for a while today, I rejected my 8000-word manuscript, but I also blamed me for writing too much...

There is another chapter after twelve o'clock, not counting tomorrow, but counting today.

　
(End of this chapter)