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

Paul, my poor Paul...

"We can't go on like this." Malajiji's eyes became more determined.

That Serisian was not only the murderer who killed his child, but also a cancer attached to the Frankish Kingdom, and let him develop for a few more years...Malajiji didn't even dare to imagine such a scene.

He firmly believed that it was the Heavenly Father who was guiding him to eradicate it, but no one was willing to listen to him, no one was willing to believe him. He had to and could only pierce this malignant tumor himself.

He couldn't defeat Feng Sen, but he could pierce the tumor and let the pus flow out. He had to make Charlie realize that it was difficult to bridge the gap between him and Feng Sen. Only in this way could His Royal Highness make up his mind to attack Saxon.

Fortunately, it was not too late, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, forming small cones on Malarjiji's shoulders, but he still sat quietly straight like a mountain.

The caravan guys around him were all private soldiers from his own manor and mercenaries hired with a lot of money. At the same time, his plan was appreciated by some Austrasia nobles, and this appreciation became the weapons and body armor in the hands of these private soldiers.

There are 100 private soldiers behind him, many of them are dead soldiers, and they are even drawn from the conspiracy agencies of Charles' court. Although he only brought 100 people, the actual number is 300, and the other two Hundreds of private soldiers have already gone to the vicinity in advance.

But it would be a joke to kill Feng Sen with only these 300 people, not to mention that Feng Sen was surrounded by a large army of guards and protected, and the Siris himself was a powerful fighter.

Since it is impossible to kill Feng Sen, Malakiji must find a reason that can make Feng Sen suspect Charlie and at the same time make Charlie realize the seriousness of the matter, a tinder that can ignite the warehouse.

In the end he found it. There were three wives beside Feng Sen, but only this one was the most special. She was Han. Feng Sen held the wedding for her.

Among Feng Sen's many heirs, this one will be the purest "Son of Heaven".

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Malajiji looked forward, and in front of him was already in front of a hotel in Ulster Town, and a Frankish man with a big belly was waiting at the door.

"Sir Brutus." Facing Brutus, the seventeenth Sir of the West Britain Company, who was waiting at the door, Malarjiji's butler immediately greeted him, "This time, I will trouble you."

Brutus grinned and said, "Your Excellency Malajiji is an important minister of His Majesty Charles. I am just a servant of His Majesty Charles. It is my honor to provide accommodation for a few of you."

The carriage slowly drove into the gate of the hotel, and Malajiji, who was sitting in the carriage, looked ahead, without even realizing it, he seemed to be talking to the void.

"Feng Sen, if you took my child away, I will take yours too."

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ps: Oppose the answer from the answerer @阿斯顿发布是比比.

First of all, he made a principled mistake. I am not comparing it with others, but with deep learning. What is called deep learning means that the study of history is always correct.

Secondly, this answer has already exposed his ignorance. Regardless of the process or the result, the Poitiers change is the key node equivalent to the Innoji change... Ulster’s time was a plot that no one would believe even a lunatic wrote a novel.

Chapter 399 Something's Wrong, Absolutely Something's Wrong

"Xi Lv Lv—" It seemed that snow had splashed on the horse's hooves, and the slow-moving pinto horse snorted, exhaling clouds of whirling white steam.

The groom yawned and also exhaled white steam. She shook the reins to control the speed of the horse in front of her.

At the four corners of the carriage, there is a mansion soldier in black armor riding on a tall horse. They are wearing armor, with crossbows, iron bones and horizontal knives hanging from their waists. They don't carry long weapons, but they carry a shield. .

On both sides of the carriage are a group of accompanying maids, servants and guards, most of whom are Slavs and local Saxons.

In front of and behind the carriage, there were two Xuanjia cavalrymen opening and guarding the road. The snow-plowing archers and local residents on both sides of the road, when they saw this group of people, they all moved out of the way, lest they might be surprised.

With his arms propped up, Li Baojing leaned lazily by the window, looking at the scenery outside. After a night of heavy snow, the entire town of Ulster was already a vast expanse of white.

For the entire Saxony region, such snow is very rare. Although Saxony is located in the north, it depends on the warm current on the ocean. No matter how cold it is, it rarely snows, let alone such heavy snow.

But this year's weather is really beyond everyone's imagination, and it actually snowed.

When Li Baojing was in Chang'an, it snowed almost every winter, but here, it was rainy every winter, and she was not used to it.

Seeing this snow-capped scene now, I feel a little like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

When Li Baojing was young, Yeye would sometimes accompany him in snowball fights, but later, when she grew up, only her mother and maids would accompany her in snowball fights.

Later, Li Baojing would start to study poetry and books, female celebrities, etiquette, and follow his mother to learn how to run the house, how to manage maids and servants, how to look good, and how to get along with his future husband.

When it snowed again, it was no longer Li Baojing who asked others to have a snowball fight, but Li Baojing who wanted to accompany other younger brothers and sisters to have a snowball fight. Li Baojing still remembered that the one who had the best time with her was Li Xuanying.

She always tied her hair with a red ribbon. Counting the time, it has been almost eight years. The little girl back then is now a 16-year-old girl.

And she is also a 27-year-old girl. According to the habits of girls in the Central Plains, she is about to be a mistress at this age.

As Ye Ye's eldest daughter, Li Baojing is very self-aware. She can rely on Ye Ye's love until she is more than 20 years old. If Ye Ye knows that he is a grandfather now, how happy she would be.

But Li Baojing also knew that if Yeye saw her now, she would be inexplicably terrified. After all, women are in power, so it's hard not to remind people of the dark history of Tang Dynasty.

Li Baojing controlled the Shaofu for three years, and the Shaofu had thousands of officials at all levels, almost more than the shogunate. After all, most of the shogunate had requirements for birth, but the Shaofu did not.

Feng Sen divides the crowd into Han people, banner people, and common people. In fact, it is to isolate the environment and prevent the Han people from mixing blood quickly, and two generations will disappear.

Therefore, under Feng Sen's governance, the only people who could intermarry with Han people were Han people with foreign surnames who were culturally Han even though their blood was not Han.

Similarly, only when both parents are Han can their offspring become Han. As for only one of their parents being Han, their children can only be downgraded to Han with a foreign surname.

Of course, having said that, the starting point of foreign surnames is much higher than that of bannermen or ordinary people, and they have enjoyed a lot of high-quality educational resources since they were young. They are quite high-quality soldiers, petty officials and junior officers.

With these foreign surnames to update the entire Han group, it will not lead to rapid corruption of the Han group, and it can still maintain a certain vitality.

First take away what is rightfully his, and then give it back when he has made the effort.

In this way, they will not think that those rights are what they are born with and deserve, but are bestowed on them by Feng Sen. In this way, every generation can have the so-called "converter fanaticism" or "re-emphasis". Converts are fanatical".

Of course, some of these foreign surnames have successfully become Han Chinese, and some are only backward compatible.

If the success of foreign surnames becoming Han Chinese is to slow down the localization of Latinization of Han people, then the failure of foreign surnames living among the people is the vanguard responsible for the integration of Han culture and local culture.

Its essence is to maintain and expand Feng Sen's basic plate. Although it is very helpless, in this era, this intuitive and ignorant era, cultural customs and appearance etiquette are really the coagulant of the community.

Unlike later generations, a doctrine can allow people of different nationalities and cultures to stand under the same banner. In this era, the rules are not like this.

People's intuitive first feelings, clothing, language, actions, habits... are the key to distinguishing "you" from "I", and the key to the construction of self-identity.

Otherwise, An Lushan, a very tolerant person, would be slapped with a slapstick by Gao Xianzhi, and his defense would be broken immediately, and he would be incompetent and furious on the spot at the banquet. The ridiculous thing is that Gao Xianzhi is from Goguryeo.

But now that we have come to this era, we have to follow the rules of this era. Unless Feng Sen rubs the steam engine motor immediately, no one can break through the limitation of productivity.

Feng Sen's best expectation for the future is not to roll back the version.

This was the result of discussions between Feng Sen and the think tank including Li Baojing, but it didn't last long, and many original tribal leaders and minor nobles were still dissatisfied.

Originally, the Eight Banners were the way to collect these tribes, but the number of the Eight Banners should not grow too fast, because the Eight Banners basically do not pay taxes, or the taxes they pay are included in the commercial tax.

In order to make money from these military personnel who do not pay taxes, Feng Sen will come up with many business policies and vigorously develop the service industry.

In order to have enough manpower to serve corvee and pay taxes, there must be enough households to pay taxes, so some of these tribal leaders and ordinary tribesmen must become households.

Perhaps, the imperial examination can be considered to obtain a scholar. Of course, the number of imperial examinations cannot squeeze the basic market. For example, set aside [-] places for these households every three years.

But that will have to wait.

"My child, when will you be born?" Li Baojing gently stroked his swollen belly, the corners of his eyes curled up, as soft as water.

Three months ago, Arvo gave birth to a son, Feng Sen's eldest son, Feng Sen named him Feng Hao.

At that time, Li Baojing went to tease the child, and the child's pink and tender hands held her fingers, and her heart almost melted. Although she was eight months pregnant and had more than one month to give birth, the child kept kicking her As if can't wait to come out.

"Don't worry, don't worry, when you come back, you should be born at the right time, and then, let you give you a nice name." Gently stroking his belly, Li Baojing opened the curtain a little more, wanting to breathe Some fresh air.

The moment Li Baojing opened the curtains, her eyes swept over the passers-by who were sweeping snow in front of her, but her eyes suddenly froze. Perhaps it was the mother's natural protection of children. Intuitively, she felt something was wrong.

The passerby who was sweeping the snow, those snowdrifts that stood up, seemed to be stabbed in the back of her head with a needle.

Not right, absolutely not right.

"Erkon."

Li Baojing said to the driver in the front row.

"Ma'am, please tell me."

"Turn to the hall of the West Britain Company. I'm going to check the accounts there."

"Here!"

Chapter 400 My wife has plenty of money!

The broom in his hand kept waving, but the snow-sweeping square-haired man secretly glanced at the carriage beside him. Sitting in the carriage was the Duchess of Saxony, who was also the highest official of the Shaofu.

It was the first time for these mercenaries to have such a high nobleman.

This group of mercenaries has done a lot of robbing the business of the town, and this square-headed man is familiar with it, but in the blink of an eye, the carriage should have continued to move forward, but suddenly turned around the corner?

He blinked, the direction of the carriage was wrong.

Realizing that something was wrong, he threw away the broom in his hand and trotted to the other side of the street.

On the other side of this street is a large private house, which should have been rented a few days ago. Four or five men with shivering legs were sitting on the table at the entrance of the yard.

"What direction is that?" The drinking man's face was reddish, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but under the reminder of his subordinates, his face suddenly turned pale again.

"West Britain Company Hall?"

The man's expression changed, and he immediately left the square-headed man who was about to continue talking, and walked into the yard in three steps at a time. Soon, a man who was obviously the leader went downstairs with a livid face, and beside him were seven or eight strong men in slightly thin clothes.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" the mercenary leader scolded, "We've been found, you go to the intersection and inform Master Malajiji that we'll take horseback riders and hunt them down. Don't let them run away."

After getting the news, the mercenaries no longer disguised, stepped on their horses, and ran out of the yard where they were. Those who had pretended to be passers-by before dropped their brooms and picked up weapons hidden in the snow.

The status of Ulster Town in Saxony is a place similar to a free market. The environment is relatively relaxed and not as heavily guarded as Hamburg. Therefore, except for some key workshops, the security is not good, and the laws are not as strict as in Hamburg.

So when the cavalry in short cloaks marched forward in the splashing snow, everyone also had the attitude of sweeping the snow in front of the door and not caring about the frost on others. After all, high-end business warfare in this era is often like this. Unpretentious.

"Over there!" A mercenary shouted, pointing at the carriage ahead, and a dozen mercenaries rushed up on horseback, and the guards accompanying Li Baojing immediately drew their horizontal knives and picked up their shields.

Just when the mercenaries rushed, five iron arrows flew out from the crossbow, and the two cavalrymen in the lead fell off their horses before they could react. What could go wrong.

"Assassin—" A roar echoed in the street along with the maid's scream, and those passers-by immediately hid by the wall, or were about to run away quickly.

Regardless of the obstruction of the maids and servants around him, Li Baojing leaned out of the carriage: "I am Li Baojing, the Minister of the Shaofu, the wife of the Duke of Saxony. If you can report the news, you will be rewarded with a thousand pieces. If you kill the enemy chieftain, you will be rewarded with a reward of ten thousand pieces." !"

While speaking, Li Baojing grabbed a large handful of gold coins from his purse and threw them into the air: "Do what you say!"

The gold coins in the air danced like golden butterflies, and the pedestrians and even the mercenaries looked at the flying gold coins like children.

In an instant, many pedestrians who were about to evade froze, but most of them were running at a faster speed, but the direction of their running changed from their own home to the local home.

"Ma'am go first!"

"Stop them and make a detour!"

In the not-so-spacious street, a cloud of blood mist suddenly rose.

Although there are many people on one side, the riding skills are generally rough and the armor is rough. Although there are few people on the other side, they are well-equipped and highly skilled in martial arts.

The six guards who used to be dental soldiers turned their iron maces, hammered them, picked them, and sometimes they simply swept them across, obstinately entangled a dozen or so cavalrymen so that they could not make an inch of progress.

On the other hand, although Li Baojing cared about the fetus, Li Baojing knew the risk, so he recklessly asked the groom to speed up and move quickly towards the West Britain Hall.

Facing the six fang cavalrymen who were as hard as a mountain, many mercenaries felt afraid and slackened in fighting, and they dared not play close combat or take too risky actions anymore.

Walking and retreating in this way, a group of people fought three streets before seeing the guards hired by the West Britain Company and the archers that Li was calling for in a panic.

Seeing that he didn't have the upper hand, the mercenary leader could only yell, and then obediently turned around to join forces with Malarjiji Shengli. After all, wouldn't it be a greater loss if he was blocked here?

"Madam, what should we do now?" Ma Fuerkang asked Li Baojing in the carriage.

Li Baojing supported his waist and got out of the carriage with the help of the maid: "Thank you for your rescue, you saved Baojing's life. I am here to thank you. Which brother reported the letter?"

"Me!" A child jumped up immediately.

A middle-aged man on the other side also raised his hands high, and Li Zheng cupped his hands and said, "It's the two of them!"

Taking a hairpin from his hair, Li Baojing threw it to the two men: "With this thing, go to the ticket office in Hamburg, and you can get your bounty, two thousand solida, if you have any difficulties, come to me, I remember You two."

All the people present cast their eyes on the two lucky ones, envy and jealousy almost turned into an ocean, setting off waves of enthusiasm in everyone's heart.

"Although we have escaped from danger, please pay attention. Judging from the deeds of these thieves, it doesn't look like robbery or kidnapping. There must be someone behind them. Although we don't know who it is, it definitely doesn't have this strength. We people can't resist them.

Therefore, we need to find an important stronghold first, deploy defenses there, and trouble the old man to send someone to inform Hamburg Soldiers, and mobilize at least [-] cavalry to come here immediately for rescue. Li Baojing held his stomach and gave orders without hesitation, "Besides, they must set fire to the town, please inform everyone to prevent thieves from making trouble." "

"If I am safe and sound this time, I would like to give you [-] Solidas to reward everyone." In order to keep the fetus in his womb, Li Baojing also became ruthless, "This is [-] Solidars first, please follow me to the West Britain Company's clubhouse to pick it up. As long as I can live, I will give you another [-] Solidars, and the baby in my womb will give you another [-] Solidars."

You must know that this ten thousand solida is equivalent to 1 copper coins of the Central Plains Dynasty. According to the current market price, it can buy nearly [-] cows or a large manor, or even a workshop equivalent to a cornucopia.

Although it is not much distributed to each person, there are at least a hundred solids. In this era, it is not known whether it is necessary to hire a bandit to kill a man or not, and a full set of knight equipment is less than fifty solids.

Gold, in the eyes of the people present, it seemed that they immediately saw the gold floating in the sky.

"Besides, for those who dare to cooperate with others or betray their companions, I swear, my husband will definitely destroy the three tribes!" Li Baojing's voice suddenly became harsher from the previous temptation, "You may not know that the three tribes of the Yi are What do you mean, I just say that, starting from your grandfather and ending with your grandson, your parents, wife and children, your sister, brother-in-law, your nephew...everyone who has a little relationship with him will die."

The gold floating in everyone's eyes was immediately stained with blood.