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   Chapter 510 507 [Brothers]

  The officer who came to the Wumeng Department to preach the policy is called Zhang Shihe, a nine-year veteran of Chongzhen.

  He didn’t bring any soldiers with him, only Yi guides around him. Such great sincerity surprised the father and daughter of the Lu family. They felt that the Han officers in front of them were very different from the Han officers in the Ming Dynasty.

  The Han officials of the Ming Dynasty did not dare to come to the Yi village at all, and the only few times they were sent to kill them.

  Zhang Shihe cupped his hands and smiled: "Lu Tumu, I have admired his name for a long time. My surname is Zhang. Zhang Shihe is a missionary officer in the Datong Army."

   "Zhang Xuanjiao, I have admired him for a long time." Lu Ahuan can speak Chinese.

  Because the Wumeng tribe is also a horse breeding ground in Shuixi, the Wumeng horses produced here are quite handsome. Since he was more than ten years old, Lu Ahuan has followed his father every year, taking the Wumeng horse to pay tribute to the local Mu Kui, and often assists in escorting the war horse to Guiyang.

  An Rupan asked his son to marry a woman from the Wumeng Tribe, which also meant to win over, mainly for Wumengma.

  Lu Tianxiang looked at Zhang Shihe very boldly, thinking: These Han people are really white, don't they bask in the sun?

  Lu Tianxiang has long legs and a pretty face. It's just that the skin color is darker, darker than Zhang Shi and the soldier. As far as her skin color is concerned, she looks a bit like a North African black, like a descendant of a long-term mixed race of black and white, but her facial features are indeed an oriental face.

  Zhang Shihe smiled and said, "Lu Tumu, let's sit and talk."

  Zhang Shihe sat on the ground without any weapons on his body. After he sat down like this, he couldn't even escape easily, the Lu family's father and daughter could chop him to death with a single knife.

  However, they dare not, there are five hundred fellow troops down the mountain.

   Not only the father and daughter of the Lu family dared not, but also the nearby villages did not dare. Because the village is young and strong, most of them were recruited as soldiers and are currently stationed in Shuixi City. The Datong army can easily break through the village.

  Lu Ahuan also sat down. He has a straightforward personality. Since Zhang Shihe is sincere, everyone should sit down and have a serious talk.

  Zhang Shihe glanced at Lu Tianxiang and said with a smile, "Do you two know about the Datong Army?"

  Lu Ahuan nodded: "I heard this year that you captured Bijie and Chishui and drove away all the Han soldiers there."

  Zhang Shihe asked again: "Do you know His Majesty the Emperor of Datong?"

   "Is it the Han emperor?" Lu Tianxiang asked.

  In the Wumeng Mountains, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and they are under the jurisdiction of the chieftain. They know that the emperor has changed, but they don't know who became the emperor.

Zhang Shihe said: "Your Majesty's surname is Zhao today, and the name of the country is Datong. Your Majesty was originally just an ordinary person. He was oppressed by the government and had to bring the poor to rebel. Your Majesty knows the hardships of the poor. Willing to fight for the emperor. His Majesty also said that all ethnic groups in the world are brothers and sisters. Han people are human beings, Miao people are human beings, Tong people are human beings, Yao people are human beings, and Yi people are human beings. There should be no war between ethnic groups. , should love each other."

  Lu Ahuan was surprised, but at the same time dubious: "The emperor of Han really said that?"

Zhang Shihe nodded and said: "Your Majesty only has three concubines, one of whom is a woman of the Yao nationality. The soldiers of our Datong Army are not only Han, but also Miao, Tong, Qiang, and Yi. Warriors of all ethnic groups train together , eat and live together, and fight together. Regardless of each other, they are good brothers. If anyone oppresses because of their ethnicity, they will be punished and demoted, and at worst they will be expelled from the army."

Lu Tianxiang said: "The Han people are cunning and are used to cheating. Who knows if what you say is true or not? There are rumors in Zexi that the Han people want to kill all the Yi men, rob all the Yi women, and arrest all the Yi children." Be a slave."

Zhang Shihe smiled and said: "If you two don't believe me, you can send a few warriors to our army to have a look. The Datong Army in Sichuan also recruited Yi people from southern Sichuan when it expanded its army. In a short period of time, what have Yi people done? He can command ten soldiers. There are also many Guizhou soldiers. They fought with Governor Zhu Xieyuan and surrendered early to follow His Majesty the Datong Emperor. These Guizhou soldiers were all slaves, including Yi people, Miao people, and children. One of them has already become a general. Not a general like a chieftain, but a general of the Datong Army, and he commands thousands of Han soldiers."

  Lu Tianxiang was surprised: "The Yi general, instead of commanding the Yi people, can actually command the Han soldiers?"

Zhang Shihe said with a smile: "In the new dynasty of Datong, there is no distinction between ethnic groups. Everyone is brothers and sisters. In this case, why can't the Yi general command the Han soldiers? In my Datong army, there are not only Yi generals, but also a Han woman." General."

   "Can women from the Han family also be generals?" Lu Tianxiang became more and more curious, sitting cross-legged on the ground and asking.

  The Yi people in Shuixi belong to a patriarchal society, and women are not allowed to participate in wars unless there is an emergency. Mrs. Musk in the early Ming Dynasty, as well as Lu Tianxiang in front of her, both took over the military and political power in place of her son after her husband died. The same is true for Shi Jie and Qin Liangyu, all power belongs to the son.

Zhang Shihe said: "Your Majesty once said that in terms of personality, all people are born equal, and men and women are naturally equal. Men can be generals, but why can't women be generals? In my Datong court, there are not only female generals, but also female civil servants." One of the female officials has already become the prefect, do you know about the prefect?"

   "I know," Lu Ahuan nodded, "The mansion of the Han people is bigger than Zexi of the Yi people."

  Xiaohong has indeed been promoted to the prefect, but it is impossible for men and women to be truly equal.

  If Xiaohong is a man, based on her qualifications and achievements, she may have reached the third rank. But he has been an official for so many years, and now he is only promoted to the magistrate, and he has attracted countless gossip. If Zhao Han hadn't personally ordered it, she wouldn't even be able to do it.

  Zhang Shihe said to Lu Tianxiang: "If the Wumeng tribe submits to the imperial court, the girl can lead troops to fight, and can also be a civil servant to govern one side."

   Lu Tianxiang's eyes lit up when she said this, and she almost agreed on the spot, but when she heard her father coughing, she quickly shut up and didn't speak.

  Lu Ahuan asked: "Is Zhang Xuanjiao here to recruit the Wumeng tribe?"

"No," Zhang Shihe shook his head and said, "It's just that there are too many rumors about the Datong Army in Shuixi. General Huang sent us to the Yi tribes to explain to the Yi people what the Datong Army looks like. We don't kill people indiscriminately. , and will not **** women and children. The Yi people have the custom of capturing slaves, but the Han people do not, and the Datong army will not arrest slaves. After the Shuixi chieftain is wiped out, the people of all tribes of the Yi people will be the people of His Majesty Datong.”

  Lu Ahuan was silent, he didn't believe it, and was afraid of being deceived by the Han people.

Zhang Shihe said: "Although the drought in Shuixi this year is not particularly serious, as far as we know, in order to fight the war, An's chieftain sent people to various ministries to collect food, and even forced the Yi people to serve as soldiers. Is there enough food for the Wumeng tribe? From now on, we will be one family, brothers and sisters, if the Wumeng tribe does not have enough food, we can borrow food from the Datong Army."

   "Can you really borrow food?" Lu Ahuan was moved.

Zhang Shihe said: "Of course. Since we are brothers and sisters, isn't it normal for relatives to borrow food? Lu Tu didn't believe it, so he sent some people down the mountain. I didn't bring much military food this time, but I can still borrow food." Make some."

  In order to judge whether Zhang Shihe spoke, Lu Ahuan really sent more than a dozen young men to the Datong military camp at the foot of the mountain to borrow food.

   There are more than a dozen young and strong, how many times can they go back to the mountain? It's just a few stones of grain.

  Lu Ahuan has been sitting outside the gate of the village waiting, seeing the hundreds of catties of grain moved up the mountain, he was immediately moved beyond measure.

  The Datong Army is so good that they can borrow food.

  In contrast, Shuixi Tusi, even if there is a natural disaster, it is impossible to lend them food. Not only that, but the more natural disasters encountered, the more ruthless the chieftain urged the food.

  In addition to urging food, there are corvees.

  Each tribe and village has corvee assigned by the chieftain. The Wumeng tribe mainly raises horses for the chieftain, and there is a quota of tribute every year. When the plague was prevalent, too many horses died, and the Yi people in the Wumeng tribe had to pay back. If you can't pay for the war horses and can't produce food, you have to sacrifice boys and girls and go to the local leader of Zexi as slaves.

  Whether it was the Shui'an family or the Shuidong Song family, uprisings broke out every now and then. The Yi, Zhuang, and Miao people could not bear the oppression of the chieftain, so they had no choice but to rise up, and even joined forces with the Han people to rebel.

   More than once, the chieftain couldn't suppress the uprising, so he could only ask the Ming court to send troops to suppress it.

  In the eyes of the people of all ethnic groups, the imperial court and the chieftain belonged to the same group, and they were all villains who exploited and oppressed them.

  Although the Datong Army only lent a few hundred catties of grain, it made Lu Ahuan very happy. He took Zhang Shihe's hand and said: "Those who are willing to borrow food are friends. Yi people never treat friends badly. Let's go in and drink."

  Zhang Shihe said: "It's not friends, it's brothers, it's a family."

   "Hahaha, yes, they are brothers, they are a family," Lu Ahuan pulled Zhang Shihe up, "Brother, let's go to the stockade to drink, and after drinking, we will be a real family."

  Zhang Shihe said to the Yi guide: "You go down the mountain to report the news, and say that I went to drink in the Yi village."

  Lu Ahuan dragged Zhang Shihe into the stockade, and said to his son: "It's gone, it's gone, the people down the mountain are friends, not to fight our enemies. Take out the good wine I treasured!"

  The Yi people who gathered urgently dispersed one after another.

   But those slaves were very disappointed. If they could not fight, they would not be able to regain their freedom.

  The wine jars were taken out, there were no appetizers, and they were poured into a large bowl for dry drinking.

   "Brother, drink this bowl and taste the good wine we brew!" Lu Ahuan enthusiastically said.

  Zhang Shihe's scalp felt numb immediately. This is not the popular rice wine, but the distilled wine brewed by the Yi people. It looks like it weighs a pound.

   Moreover, the other party seems to let him dry it!

  Zhang Shihe held his big wrist and started to drink. After drinking less than half a catty, he was so choked that he wanted to vomit, and his head was already dizzy.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Lu Ahuan laughed, thinking that the Han people can't drink enough, but the Yi warriors can drink.

  Lu Ahuan raised his hand and pressed the wine bowl: "If you can't finish it in one gulp, then take your time. I'll make my brother drunk until he gets drunk."

  Zhang Shihe, as if he had received an amnesty, praised in a dazed way: "Good wine!"

  (end of this chapter)