At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

Feng Sen probably understood what was going on.

"Jieshuai, I have checked the badge and public inspection. He is an old man from Beibao Township. His Chinese name is Liu Kexinus." A guard handed Feng Sen the waist badge and the public inspection document.

Since the implementation of the Baojia system, the ten armors have become one township, and each township must have a villager, who is elected from among those who have served as a chief and are older than 40 years old.

Correspondingly, the similar fangshi in the city has another system, that is, each fang has a lizheng, and it is directly in front of the yamen, and there is no need to install a manager on the lizheng. This is because the fangs are located in the city and are easier to manage directly than rural areas.

Randomly flipping through the paperwork, Feng Sen raised his head towards the middle-aged man, who immediately stepped forward and said, "Xiaomin Liuxinus pays homage to Chief Jie."

"It's so late, what are you doing here? Don't you know there are bandits here?"

Liuxinus smiled wryly, and said in Chinese with weird pronunciation: "Xiaomin was lucky in his heart, and felt that the Heavenly Father could protect me, but I have committed a lot of sins, which is why the bandits caught me."

"Today is the end of ten days. Are you going to Hamburg for a job interview?"

"Of course." Liuxinus cupped his hands, "I was supposed to go back to my hometown directly after I was reassigned, but I had to copy books from my colleagues, which was delayed for some time, so..."

Feng Sen remembered that this was a task he had entrusted to Wang Sima before.

That is to select loyal people without obvious disabilities from Lizheng and village elders for tutoring. After the work is completed, they will stay for an hour to learn characters, laws and arithmetic from the chief officials.

Compared to Lizheng who can go every day, the treatment of the villagers is not as good. They go to the yamen every [-] days, and each time they learn for an hour. However, this Liuxinus seems to be a studious person, so he actually delayed to copy books. until now.

"Lei Qianhu."

"The end is here."

Pointing at Liuxinus with a horsewhip, Feng Sen said, "You send two people to send him home."

"Here."

On the road paved by Yuehua, the limping Liuxinus and the limping old donkey were walking in another direction under the guard of two Eight Banners. This scene was a bit funny for some reason.

This Liuxinus Fengsen heard Wang Sima mention that among most of the poor villagers, this one has a lot of money, but he wears his robes and clothes, and has no feeling of admiration. He is obviously a Saxon. He actually has the character of a literati.

"These bandits almost made me lose a sheriff." Feng Sen looked back at the corpses of the bandits on the ground.

"Follow it, remember it, and send an order to those righteous servants later, let them go to the forest to capture them, and their treatment is the same as that of the battlefield. As long as ten are captured, they will be able to become bannermen."

Wei Xunzhi memorized it in a small notebook, and asked with a smile: "Jie Shuai admires this old man?"

Feng Sen laughed: "The prime minister must rise from the state department, and the fierce general must be sent to the army. If this person can keep it, he will not be able to be a county guard in the future."

In Feng Sen's view, no matter what, this Liuxinus is likely to be the backbone of his talent training system.

It is too slow to teach students to fill the bureaucratic system in the Hamburg Academy, and Feng Sen's site expansion is too fast, and a group of mature officials are urgently needed to temporarily fill it.

And this Liuxinus is one of them, thanks to the fact that Bolainus brought a large number of primary school teachers from Junbao, otherwise it would be really difficult for Feng Sen to carry out this plan.

But just such a small action once again hurt the hearts of some nobles.

The Bishop of Bremen came here once before and mentioned this issue. Many priests or nobles are complaining to the church and the king.

It's not just because of Feng Sen's frequent amnesty and release of slaves, which has caused many self-proclaimed devout nobles to lose face.

On the other hand, there are facilities such as Feng Sen's Lecture Hall, Hamburg School and Wei School, whose essence is to spread noble knowledge to the common people.

In fact, everyone is not opposed to education, especially the enslavement education for civilians and serfs.

But what they object to is that you, Feng Sen, spread the knowledge of our nobles to the common people. On this point, even those Romanized Gaul families have a lot of opinions.

What grade, and we learn the same things.

Of course, in front of Charlie, Feng Sen also has a reason, that is, to reform, I am short of people, and these people are also working for you after training, so I have recited the name for you.

That's why Charlie sent more than 100 Gaul noble youths to Feng Sen.

These aristocratic youths don't actually get any real estate in their own families. At most, they work for free for their brothers in the direct line. But they are at least aristocrats, and the knowledge imparted to them belongs to the aristocratic class' internal digestion, and everyone has no objection.

But Feng Sen doesn't care about this, unless Charlie expressly prohibits him, he should do what he should do. He also accepts the Gaul youth, and on the other hand, he still teaches the small officials and soldiers.

In other words, even if it is explicitly prohibited, Feng Sen still has the talent training system of the Priory of Worshiping the Father. Although the Priory has almost become the headquarters of Felix's heresy, it can still produce a lot of talents of.

Feng Sen knew that for possible major events in the future, he had to greatly expand the team of officials, otherwise the officials would be in trouble if they could not keep up with the speed of territorial expansion.

In the words of the game, although the army has taken down the land, it does not have enough political points to create a core. The locals rebel every day and make troubles. Unless they rule autonomously, they might as well divide it out.

The so-called prime minister must start from the state, and the strong general must be sent to the army. This is Feng Sen's current basic strategy for selecting talents.

In the early Middle Ages, when cultures were scarce, this strategy was correct - it would be a disaster to put people with no experience in lower-level jobs to run high-level jobs.

This strategy of selecting talents will last until later generations. With more and more cultural people, the high-level people have staffs, and the staffs have rich experience at the grassroots level, so it gradually fades out of people's vision.

However, in today's culturally deserted Western Europe, this usage is absolutely correct, and it is conceivable that it can be used for hundreds of years.

These officials who started from humble beginnings are often even more useful than the children of aristocratic families.

It's not that they are smarter or more loyal, but that they are more greedy and have no lower limit and are easier to use. Whether they are scapegoats or hatred, they are much easier to use than the noble children of aristocratic families.

The reason is also very simple. If the descendants of the aristocratic family are frustrated at court, they will at most go home and inherit tens of billions of property. These petty officials and civilian officials will have nothing if they are frustrated at court.

To put it bluntly, this group of people replaced some of the eunuchs' ecological niches, and the remaining power of the eunuchs' ecological niches fell into the hands of the Eight Banners.

This is also the reason why Feng Sen radically separated the Eight Banners from the nobles and priests.

He needs a group of spiritual eunuchs who are completely attached to him personally. They will be hostile and despised by others, and the only possibility to stand out is Feng Sen's decision.

Although cruel, this is a last resort before the era of productivity comes.

"Wei Xunzhi, please remember again, next month, I will go to Salzgitter to inspect the newly built Zhechong Mansion."

"Here."

Chapter 299 The Han Descendants of the Avars

Just after February, the sun rises from behind the mountain as if it was an appointment.

The clear warm sun shone on the land of Hamburg City, and the residents came out of their homes one after another, stretching their limbs that were almost rusted in the winter rain.

The sun is shining and it is a good season to dry clothes.

Regardless of whether it was inside or outside the city, every household moved out musty-smelling clothes and quilts, and even furniture and weapons from the house.

The same is true for the righteous servants from North. They hung daggers and axes on their waists, walked out of the wooden house, and put their hands above their eyebrows to block the hot sun.

The previous messy tents on the roadside were gone, replaced by a bunch of messy row wooden houses, which Feng Sen specially built for the followers.

After all, in the damp winter, continuing to live in a tent is really a torture.

In the winter, Feng Senyi added another 300 more Nuosi followers to the list, and two hundred households were added to the Lüne Thousand Households and Dessau Thousand Households.

The bannermen of the four hundred households consisted of bannermen Yu Dingyicong, Jinsheng Baoyi, and Nuo Siyicong. They were said to be one hundred households, but in fact they only increased the quota of forty bannermen.

And the share of these bannermen is not only from the military exploits, but also from the capture of North Yicong.

It was only at this time that Feng Sen discovered that these non-staff personnel are really useful, they don't need to be paid, they bring their own dry food to work, and it is a high-risk job with no insurance.

These Nuo Siyi have been wandering around the avenue since they have nothing to do every day. Most of them are not courageous if they want to go deep into the forest to escape, but if they want them to play drums at the edge of the woods, they are not only courageous, but also very big.

This is equivalent to Feng Sen recruiting a bunch of fast hands for free to maintain road law and order, and all he paid was big cakes.

For those Nuo Siyi who were able to prepare their own horses and weapons, they naturally didn't have to work so hard. They went directly to Lieutenant Zhang's Nuo cavalry camp, where they would eat, train and fight every day.

But for these people who were originally civilians or even slaves, any possible opportunity must be seized. This is their only chance to stand up.

Of course, if you draw a big pie, you must honor it, at least part of it.

Therefore, when Gisela was pregnant, Feng Sen, in addition to the amnesty, added a new hundred households. Although these new hundred households did not belong to the Viking Banner, two-thirds of the bannermen and the upper coat were North followers.

As for those undercoats, they were either the Slavs who had been plundered from Eupolit during the previous war, or they were slaves or freedmen from manors or tribes destroyed by Feng Senyi because of crimes.

Although the group of banner people is strictly divided according to culture, Feng Sen doesn't have so much energy to divide it up and down when it comes to dressing.

For the bannermen, the undercoat is a talking animal, and the coat is just a talking horse. As for the language they speak, what customs do they have?

That's slavery, what more bike do you want?

Now that the sun is up, in addition to taking out their clothes and furniture to dry in the sun, the slaves who have been idle for most of the winter are naturally driven outside at the request of the master.

The weather in early March was not too warm, but the slaves had already picked up the newly added iron hoe under the whip of the master's house, and worked hard to dig the roots of the trees on the ground to continue to cultivate new land.

The boring life of facing the loess and the sky is the normal state of these serfs, but today it is a little different.

On the port outside Hamburg, a bunch of large and small barges and awning boats are docked by the plank road. Immigrants from Byzantium are coming out of the boats, looking at the city and port in front of them anxiously, with joy , and fear again.

"Bolenus!" Feng Sen rushed from the city of Hamburg immediately after receiving the news. Surrounded by a group of guards and petty officials, he shouted at Bolenus, "Come here, Bolenus!"

"Of order, my lord." Bolenus's face was full of dust, like a sardine walking from the crowd, "Thank you for the blessing of the heavenly father, otherwise I would almost not see you today."

"What happened?"

Bolenus put his left hand on his chest and bowed: "This time I didn't take the Volga route, but followed other caravans to take the Danube route. I set off from Constantinople, arrived at the Danube, and then went upstream. , to Wendobona..."

"Windobana?"

"Yes, there used to be a Roman military camp there, located at the foot of the end of the Alps, but it was abandoned later." Bolenus thought carefully for two seconds, "Do the locals call it Wendona or Viduna."

"Vienna?"

"It seems to be the name, but the pronunciation is not right." Bolenus shook his head and said, "Is Jieshuai interested in this place?"

"I'm interested. If you still go there on your return trip, I will send more people to protect you. Just go there and help me draw a local map." Feng Sen said without any concealment, "What happened afterwards? You continue to talk."

Bolenus smiled bitterly: "We met a group of Avars, and we all disembarked. When they came, we didn't have time to get on the boat, so we were besieged in the camp.

Those Avars asked us to hand over the goods, but I didn’t have much goods, so they asked me to hand over these refugees to be their slaves. Originally, other caravans were going to agree, but I think they look very similar to the Han people. Like, so just show them the paperwork and badge you gave me, and tell them I'm an emissary from the Han. "

"And then?" Feng Sen asked calmly.

"Although they didn't return the goods, they didn't continue to embarrass us. However, they sent a team of about [-] people to follow me to meet you." Bolenus stepped aside and pointed to a group of black-haired and black-eyed people who were coming out of the awning boat, "That's them."

These Avars had their hair tied into pigtails, including old men and young men. Although they were still black-haired and black-eyed, they had an exotic look on their faces. They had both the unique flat face of the Mongols and the high nose bridge of the Aryans.

When several guards stepped forward to inquire, Feng Sen asked again: "Did they say who they are?"

"Yes, they said, they are also descendants of Han people, descendants of a servant of a Chinese princess." Bolenus said respectfully, "But I can't be sure, I don't know much about Avar language."

Coincidentally, a representative of the group of Avars came out. It was an old man, even nearly 50 years old, which is considered an advanced age in this era.

"Are you descendants of the Han family?" Regardless of Bolenus, Feng Sen asked directly.

The old man of Avar showed a dazed expression.

"You don't speak Chinese?" Feng Sen also had a dazed expression on his face.

Bolenus stepped forward at the right time and translated Feng Sen's words.

There was an embarrassed expression on the face of the old Avar. He was dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly started to move in his clothes, while the rest of the guards immediately drew their swords out of their sheaths.

"What a fuss, it's just a jade pendant." Feng Sen scolded, "Put away the swords."

Picking up the jade pendant from the old man Avar, after years of baptism, only half of the jade pendant remains, but the dragon head and tiny scales can be seen faintly.

After listening to the old man of Avar, Bolenus said, "Jieshuai, they say that it has been too long. They only have two Han dialects. One is Han, and the other is Zu. This is also the name of their tribe, the Wahan tribe. But no matter what, they are indeed descendants of the Han people."

Chapter 300 Avar, Rouran and Dunu

Feng Sen walked up to the old man and returned the jade pendant that was only half in his hand.

In front of Feng Sen's height of 1.9 meters, the old man Avar, who was not short before, looked like a child. This scene also attracted the amazement of the Avar missions behind him.

"What's your name?"

The old man Avar bowed slightly to show his respect: "My name is Vasik, and I am a humble priest, Your Excellency the Duke."

"Your tribe is clearly in the Europa continent, thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. How did you make peace with the Han people?"

Vasik replied helplessly: "We were not in Pannonia before, we Avars actually came from the farther east, where there are vast grasslands and rich river valleys, and the Avars ruled a huge empire called Rouran.

The ancestors of our Mohan tribe originally followed a Han princess to the grasslands to get married. There were craftsmen and servants, and later some escaped Han herdsmen joined.

We intermarried with the Avars or the Rouran people from generation to generation, and gradually grew, with the support of the Han Queen Mother, and finally became a Rouran clan.

It's just a pity that we have cultivated a group of white-eyed wolves. According to the elders of the previous generation, those hateful forging slaves flattered the Xianbei King in the east, obtained gold, silver, treasures and weapons, and finally launched a rebellion against us..."

"Duanu?" Feng Sen stretched out his hand, allowing the interpreter brought by Bolenus to interrupt Vasik's words, "Who is Diannu?"

"It's the herdsmen who live in the upper reaches of the Yenisei River. They have the largest tribe called the Leshebu. At the beginning, Rouran's army wiped them out, but they were left with a way out. They were asked to help Rouran Khan to strike iron, so We all call them blacksmiths."

It turned out to be Turkic people. Feng Sen recalled it carefully in his mind, and immediately understood what they said. If there is no mistake, the history that this Vasik said should be the rise of Ashina Tumen in the sixth century AD.

The Turks, who had been oppressed for hundreds of years, defeated and surrendered more than [-] Gaoche people, and on this basis defeated the formerly mighty Rouran Khanate.

But the problem is that Rouran made marriages with the Central Plains Empire twice, all of which were married to princesses, once to Yuan Baoju, Emperor Wendi of the Western Wei Dynasty, and once to Gao Huan, a power official in the Eastern Wei Dynasty. Central Plains has never married a princess to Rouran. Even the princess of the Han Dynasty became the queen mother, what kind of thing is this?