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On the grasslands, whether it is Oara or Tatar, if there is no vertical management organization like the Han people, a system similar to enfeoffment will inevitably appear.
When he saw dozens of leaders, Fang Xing was thinking about the future organizational structure of Manqing and the internal conflicts that would arise from it.
There was a lot of noise in Atai's big tent. When Fang Xing came in with Wang He and Zhong Ding, there was a pause, and then the noise started again.
Atai looked at Fang Xing helplessly and expressed that he was helpless.
As the representative of the Ming Dynasty, Fang Xing sat at the top. He turned his eyes and looked at these guys with interest.
Gradually, it started to quiet down, except for one man who was still chattering as if no one was around. No one was talking to him anymore, and it was still the same.
The atmosphere gradually changed. The man's voice gradually lowered, but he refused to admit defeat.
"Do you know the allusion of the tree showing off in the forest?"
Fang Xing asked with a smile.
The man was stunned when the interpreter translated it. He was obviously uneducated.
Fang Xing sighed and said, "I won't bully you either. What I mean is that in a forest, there is a tree that grows very tall, taller than other trees. So when a strong wind comes, the first one to be blown down is it."
"Isn't this considered to be killing without teaching?"
Fang Xing asked Wang He and Zhong Ding.
Wang He said sharply: "Of course not. The Ming Dynasty has a broad mind, but it cannot tolerate the blasphemy of those rebellious officials and traitors. Uncle Xinghe, if you cover up in private, we will issue a memorial to impeach you when you return home!"
"Your Majesty, it's over, it's over!"
Wang He was furious and turned around to scold him, but Zhong Ding said with an upright face: "When I come out, I will represent the Ming Dynasty and your Majesty. How can I disrespect the law? Just deal with it according to the law."
Wang He said in astonishment: "Then according to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, how should such people be dealt with?"
The man just sneered when he saw Wang He and Zhong Ding performing, and someone else was translating for him.
Zhong Dingdayi said solemnly: "I know the laws of the Ming Dynasty by heart, and I still remember the behavior of those who despised His Majesty's envoys. According to the law, my whole family should be executed and the three tribes should be exiled."
Damn it, scholars are so shameless that they are invincible in the world.
Although Fang Xing has not read the Ming Law thoroughly, he also knows that this crime is a bit forced, and the criminal law is not that harsh.
Wang He was directly impressed because he remembered that there was no such crime. In other words, Zhong Ding invented a new Ming law with just a few words.
What a talent!
"What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Fang Xing suddenly asked.
Atai hurriedly expressed his position: "This place already belongs to the Ming Dynasty. Of course, the laws of the Ming Dynasty must be used to bind all parties."
Fang Xing smiled warmly, looked around at the leaders and said, "Then what are you waiting for?"
¡°Waiting for the food to be served!¡±
The sudden loud shouting frightened the leaders to stand up one after another. Some drew their swords, some prepared to escape, and some peed.
The curtain was roughly opened, and Lin Qun'an came in with a group of sergeants. He knelt on one knee and said, "Uncle, the Jubao Mountain Guards are on standby."
The dark muzzles of the guns were aimed at these leaders. Arutai was defeated and captured not far away, and the reputation of the fire gun and the big gun was booming.
The sound of sheathing knives could be heard constantly, and everyone made harmless gestures.
Fang Xing¡¯s eyes were cold and stern as he stared at the man who kept trying to hide and shouted: ¡°Come out!¡±
"My lord, save me"
The man was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before. Under the pressure of gunpoint, he finally bowed his head.
Atai sat expressionless. Fang Xing glanced at him and said casually: "This person has evil intentions, despises the Ming Dynasty, and his sin is unforgivable. Lin Qun'an"
"Uncle!"
"Take it!"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? In an instant, all the guns were pointed at this man, and the leaders beside him moved out of the way, making room in this narrow place.
This man held the handle of the knife in his hand, but did not dare to pull it out. He was smiling and sweating profusely and said, "Uncle Xinghe, I was just kidding."
"joke?"
After hearing what the interpreter said, Lin Qun'an walked over with a sneer, suddenly drew his knife and put it on the man's neck, and said in a conspiratorial manner: "In front of Uncle Mingxing, how dare you make a joke? Then tell me, how dare I? Don¡¯t you dare to cut off your head as a joke?¡±
This man's body was sweating like pulp, and a fishy smell suddenly came out.
¡°Anticlimactic!¡±
Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said, "But the sacrificial flag is just so-so"
The sword flashed past and blood spurted out.
Fang Xing listened to those suppressed exclamations, glanced at Atai, and said calmly: "The blood of the traitor stinks, so we took his head and hung it outside to show that the power of the Ming Dynasty cannot be underestimated!"
Lin Qun'an carried his head and went out. The tent was filled with the smell of blood, which was pungent and unpleasant. The body was still lying there, shaking from time to time.
Fang Xing endured the smell and looked around: "On this grassland, Ming's law is God's will, and Ming's will is your supreme goal. Those who agree with this principle can stay."
"Domineering!"
Zhong Ding couldn¡¯t help but sigh secretly. If it were him, he would probably pull one group to fight another, but he couldn¡¯t, and he didn¡¯t dare to intimidate the gang leaders on a large scale like Fang Xing.
And if he kills a leader in front of everyone, isn't he afraid that these people will rebel later?
There is also Atai.
Zhong Ding glanced at Atai and sighed inwardly when he saw that his face was still expressionless.
If Atai dares to be angry and dare not speak, he must be smiling at this time.
When he looked at Fang Xing again, Fang Xing had regained his composure, and he suddenly understood.
To deal with these people, don¡¯t demand any loyalty. The first thing is to intimidate them and make them afraid of Ming Dynasty. Then you can use other means.
Fang Xing smiled and waited for the group to make a choice.
After a quarter of an hour, no one stood up. Fang Xing said happily: "You and others are indeed loyal to the Ming Dynasty. I am here with your majesty's reward this time. Come, bring it in."
A group of sergeants came in carrying several exquisite wooden boxes, and Fang Xing ordered them to be opened.
"oh!"
In the big wooden box, there are pairs of fur-edged boots that make people reluctant to look away.
The golden outer leather is high-end and elegant, and the mesmerizing pattern on the sole makes you reluctant to wear it.
Exquisite!
But giving boots is nothing, right?
Everyone murmured in their hearts, that Chahan was even smiling.
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Who can come and try it on?"
He glanced over and saw that the person who came out was the black-faced Bukhara.
Fang Xing smiled and asked someone to pull out a pair of shoes with his name on them.
Bukhara put on his boots awkwardly, Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Get up and take a few steps."
"Close the curtain."
In an instant, the tent was plunged into darkness. The leaders were shocked and pulled out their swords, but then they froze.
There are actually two flowers twinkling on the ground
God!
Not to mention these leaders, even Atai was shocked.
The two colorful flowers were flashing and moving.
"Close the curtain."
The curtain opens and the light comes again.
¡°Those boots?!¡±
Even if there is light, you can still see the sides of Bukhara's boots flashing, with multiple colors forming a flower pattern, which is dazzling.
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