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These words directly exposed his chest, and were quite a bit like giving advice. No one else dared to answer the question, but Atai, who boasted of his high status, dared to say something.
"Uncle Xinghe has a far-sighted vision. His Majesty is even more frightening to see. Xiao Wang is somewhat looking forward to it, but also a little afraid."
A gust of wind blew by, and the originally artistic smoke was blown away, leaving no sense of beauty at all.
Fang Xing smiled, his expression stern.
"What is heritage? That is inheritance."
Fang Xing saw that the nobles were listening to the interpreter and said slowly: "The inheritance of the Han people is too long and has been rooted in the blood and bone marrow of the Han people. No matter how cruel and powerful the foreign race is, it cannot rule for a long time. Han people, because that inheritance will awaken the unyielding spirit in their blood. They will continue to fight and never surrender. No matter how powerful the foreign race is, they will have to get out, just like the arrogant Meng Yuan people back then."
Atai can no longer take over, because there were many Tatars in the Mongolian and Yuan Empire.
Fang Xing smiled and said confidently: "Remember, live a good life, that way everyone will be better off."
At this time, a noble suddenly shouted. Fang Xing looked over and the interpreter said, "Uncle, he said he is not Han, what should I do?"
Tang Saier also thought this was a difficult problem, so he whispered to Lin San: "They are barbarians."
Lin San nodded and said, "Well, barbarians are barbarians."
"Yes, barbarians are barbarians, we are Ming people!"
Those military households all raised their heads proudly and said that they were proud of their status and did not show any envy towards Rong Di.
At this moment, Fang Xing remembered the words of the old man beside Pogangdu: We have lived here for generations, working at sunrise and returning at sunset. Apart from the Rong and Di, we are the only ones. What kind of clan do we want?
At this moment, he thought of those children who were studying. They were unfamiliar with those square characters. They had difficulty holding the pen and the words they wrote were like dogs crawling, to easily using soft brushes to write one by one, either juanxiu or juanxiu. It is a strong and powerful square character.
He thought of those morning and dusk moments, and how no matter how high-ranking an official he was, he still had to smile and bow when facing his parents
This is inheritance!
No matter how brilliant Liu Bang was, when faced with his father who was partial to his eldest brother when he was young, he only dared to make fun of the past, and then built a village for his father based on the appearance of his hometown.
Fang Xing smiled and said: "When Rong Di entered China and recognized China, he is a Han. Yes, he is a Han!"
There was total silence, only the words of the interpreter echoed.
"When Rong Di entered China and recognized China, they were Han people."
Yes, if Ming Dynasty wants to control the world with one hand, it must have an external policy.
The so-called Rong Di are aliens.
How to deal with the surrender of foreigners?
Fang Xing believes that it should be gradually assimilated. Of course, some cannot be assimilated, and most of them cannot be assimilated. Therefore, what those Rong and Di need is to be alienated, so that they will decline in the rolling historical trend, unable to recover after a fall, and unable to turn over!
"Is it true?"
The nobles were overjoyed when they heard this. Fang Xing nodded and said, "Many famous celebrities in history were not Han Chinese, but they acted as if they were Han people. Therefore, both history books and the common people thought that they were Han people. This is the truth." The same applies now.¡±
A nobleman asked cautiously: "Uncle, if we surrender to the Ming Dynasty, will anyone clean us up in the future and say that we are barbarians?"
The word "barbarian" appeared too early. It has always been a name used by the Central Plains people for ethnic groups other than themselves, with a derogatory connotation.
"Won't."
Fang Xing did not bring people to help because of his kindness today. His purpose was to win the hearts of these Tatars.
"The Ming Dynasty has a broad mind. As long as you can regard yourself as a Ming Dynasty person and act according to the principles of the Ming Dynasty people, you will become a Ming Dynasty person and be protected by His Majesty and the Ming Dynasty army."
Fang Xing smiled. At this moment, he was Zhu Di's spokesperson. Wang He behind him would report his every word and deed to Zhu Di in a timely manner. If Zhu Di thought that he had made a big mistake, he would naturally be scolded or punished by decree.
But Fang Xing knew what Zhu Di was thinking. He was an emperor who longed for the Ming Dynasty to stand on top of the world. How could he let go of this opportunity to ignite the Tatars?
This is the credit!
Seeing the faces of those noblesWhispering happily, Wang He had already made a rough draft in his mind.
¡ª¡ªYour Majesty, Xinghe Bo won the hearts of the Tatar nobles with just one word. From now on, if Atai wants to have a different intention, he must first face internal opposition. How difficult it is!
Atai was silent for a while, then smiled heartily and stretched out his hand.
Fang Xing smiled, also stretched out his hand and gave Atai a high-five.
Snapped!
The sound was not loud, but it seemed to resound through the sky.
The nobles were all delighted. After the news spread, the busy Tatars put down their work and cheered.
Some people are happy, while others are worried or even hostile.
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"Akitoreally won the hearts of those idiots?"
In a tent, an old man with a goatee was sitting near the inside. He looked at the man kneeling in front of him and sneered: "Atai is an idiot. Those people won over with just a few words from that demon. From now on, he will It¡¯s just an empty shell, just sitting there eating and waiting to die!¡±
The kneeling man was startled. He felt that sitting around eating and waiting to die was a state of life that he could not hope for.
A flash of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he muttered: "We cannot be enslaved by Ming people. Atai is no longer suitable to be our king"
The man raised his head and inquired: "Then do it? Who? Atai or the demon?"
The old man said calmly: "Why not at the same timeis there any difficulty?"
"No!"
The man felt the pressure and sweat appeared on his forehead.
The old man said disdainfully: "Atai was originally a puppet. He was originally Arutai's puppet, but now he is Mingren's puppet. How can He De and control us?"
The man whispered: "Yes."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said: "Go, I'm waiting for your good news. It's best if the Ming army is in chaos, and then we can enter Xinghe Fort to plunder, and finally take the tribe to escape far away and live our happy life." day."
The man¡¯s back was covered with sweat, and the tent was already stuffy. After hearing these words, his breathing began to quicken, which made the old man a little dissatisfied.
"What are you afraid of?"
The man bowed his head and said, "No, I'm not afraid."
The old man said solemnly: "Even if it doesn't work out, we can still go and join the Wala people."
The man raised his head again and said, "But the Walas won't believe us. They will throw us into the sheepfold and become slaves from then on."
Tatars and Oaras are feuding!
The old man's eyes were sharp and he growled: "That was before, but now the Tatars as an independent and powerful tribe no longer exist, do you understand?! At this moment, we are on the same side as Tuo Huan, he is not a fool, Even a fool can't unify the three parts of Wala, so he will only welcome our existence!"
The man trembled and said: "Yes, I will make arrangements right away, but there are people protecting the demon god"
"so what?"
The blood vessels on the old man's temples burst out, and he gritted his teeth and said: "That's an illusion! In Xinghe Fort, the demon will not guard against assassins, you understand, you idiot!"
The man nodded, stood up and said, "Then I'll go."
The old man waved, and the man bowed his head as he approached.
The old man's eyes flashed with ambition that was inconsistent with his age, and he whispered: "Those guys can't all be willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty. That Xinghe Bocai will cast another Jingguan, you can see that Jingguan Stone Is that so? How terrifying! Those eyes look like they came from hell"
The man thought of the Jingguan Stone and broke into a cold sweat.
The old man sneered and said: "Why does that demon only have one eye carved? Because Tuohuan is still there, and he wants the other eye to appear in front of Tuohuan's corpse. A terrible person has never seen such a bright person. If we don¡¯t get rid of him, no one will be able to sleep peacefully!¡±
"After Tuohuan gets the news that Bagan's army has been annihilated, he will not be able to sleep, and we are the medicine that can calm him down, understand? Go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news."
The man nodded and turned around.
"etc!"
The old man suddenly waved, and the man turned around and saw him frowning in thought.
After a long time, the old man said: "Atai is secondary, because as long as the demon god is there, even if Atai dies immediately, the demon god can still suppress the tribe, so" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. com