I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 317 The Same Fault

"Hello Xiangguo!"

"Well, hello everyone."

Waking up early in the morning, Old Dong stepped out of the tent, stretched himself, and responded to the guards on both sides with a smile.

"Xiangguo has worked hard!"

When Old Dong heard this, he immediately straightened his body: "Serve the big man!"

Then he beckoned, and some of his followers brought the war horses, and Dian Wei appeared beside him with his helmet on and armor on: "My lord, are you going for a stroll today?"

"Well, it's been about ten days since I've been here, and every time there are new changes in the grassland, I really can't get tired of watching it."

As she said that, she couldn't help but sighed: "It's a pity that Yan'er didn't come... When the place is completely stable in the future, I must take her for a stroll and experience the shopping style here."

While speaking, he had already walked out of the tent area and came to the temporary negotiating field not far away.

Hearing that Old Dong had opened up another business district, Sima Lang, the merchant general, did not dare to neglect, and personally rushed from Anding Pegasus to Shangjun.

According to Old Dong's intention, first open a mutual market near the King's Court of the Huns, so that the two parties can communicate as soon as possible, and then investigate and establish a permanent negotiating field around the county.

The inter-market process of the temporary market will also expose the problem.After being solved and perfected, it can provide valuable experience for the opening of permanent trading venues.

For such guidance, Sima Langming expressed his approval on the surface, and was even astonished.

Secretly, he complained to his younger brother Sima Yi: "Father is really... stinky and shameless! It's obviously the experience I summed up in the four counties in the west, but he actually used it to give me advice at the meeting."

"I still have to pretend to be shocked and flatter him..."

"Tch..." Sima Yi curled his lips, and said, "I now find that all the civil servants and generals under my father's command have the same problem."

"What's wrong?"

"When I asked, it was just how bad my father was, and I kept complaining. But when I persuaded him not to do it, everyone was so angry that they wanted to break up with you on the spot." Bayi Chinese Website

Sima Lang blushed immediately: Yes, as the old director business continues to grow, he, the mayor with a rank of three hundred, has risen to the rank of Zhonglang in just two years, in charge of the entire Han Dynasty's trade with foreign races and other places in the Western Regions. The border trade can be said to be a success all the way, making great strides, which is very enviable.

What is rare and valuable is that although others are envious and jealous, they can't say anything.

It can be said that it is the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair to do business with a foreign race.However, although Sima Lang was young, his qualifications and achievements were obvious, so he was the most suitable candidate.

Especially with the opening of a new business district this time, his status and responsibilities will undoubtedly go further... Giving up the fat meat he got and resigning is not even thinking about it.

Then at this moment, Dian Wei asked suspiciously: "Mr. Sima, what kind of position is this break-up...?"

As a result, Sima Lang's face turned as red as a monkey's butt.

At this time, the market in front of Old Dong was already a bustling and lively scene: the surrounding area was surrounded by wooden piles of various sizes, which were used to enclose various commodity exchange areas.

There is a big signboard in front of each area, which states the name of the commodity area, and there are guards composed of Xiongnu, Han army and other tribal warriors around to maintain order.

The merchants in the horse team kept coming and going, walking through it from east to west seemed to be endless for a day, and there were guards in the distance, and there was a lot of voices in the venue.

The Han Chinese with big sleeves lost their demeanor and warned customers not to loot.

Waiting for the impatient customers to be a little irritable, they were dragged out by the five big and three thick guards before they could draw out their knives, and they were told to continue queuing after a lesson...

"Xiangguo is here again!..."

"I will thank Xiangguo for his grace!"

"Xiangguo should send some more people over, we have been waiting all morning, and we haven't finished registering yet..."

As soon as Old Dong showed up, the merchants greeted him one after another, and some directly paid respects to him.

Old Dong always responded with a smile, and sometimes he was a little embarrassed, explaining: "Don't worry, the manpower has been redeployed, and the situation will definitely be better tomorrow..."

Walking all the way, I saw that the types of transactions here are very complete.

The most indispensable things are cow and horse fur, precious swords and wine, salt, rice and oil, as well as lacquer, silk, gold, silver, copper, feathers, leather, whetstone, silk, linen, as well as vinegar sugar, honey syrup, cooked food, bamboo and wood. , Wencai couchcloth, fur medicinal materials, books, calligraphy and paintings.

There is simply a dazzling array of everything.

Although there are no shops, it is more lively than ever.Some of the surrounding tents also provide services such as accommodation, processing, and exchange, and the clever Hun boy also acts as a guide...

"Xiangguo's act of exchanging business with each other can be said to benefit all generations. I really have the love of Kunlun God to meet Xiangguo in Han..." Looking at the scene in front of him, Yu Fuluo who accompanied him sighed.

This time, he was licking from the bottom of his heart.

"In fact, it should have been like this a long time ago..." Old Dong seemed to be touched, and said, "The two races have different ways of living, and it would be nice if they could communicate with each other. It's a pity that because of cultural traditions, so many innocent lives have to be sacrificed, so it's slow." Slowly find the right way to integrate with each other."

The entanglement between farming civilization and nomadic civilization has almost run through the entire history of China.And most of them are bloody, cruel and brutal.

Before the "tea-horse trade" that emerged during the Tang and Song Dynasties, there were countless killings, plundering, and slavery between the two ethnic groups. The reason for this is that the nomadic people developed a tough and martial character in the struggle against the harsh nature. When encountering problems, they tend to use violence to solve them.

Farming civilization Here, because of the policy of "emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce" starting from the Qin Dynasty, it led to only burying one's own one-third of an acre of land and inhibiting the development of commercial exchanges.

One likes to grab, the other likes to defend, and the two civilizations collide.You came up because you wanted to grab me, and I punched you when I was angry...

Commercial interoperability is undoubtedly the best prescription to solve this crux.Only then can cultural exchanges be carried out, greatly reducing the hidden danger of war bloodshed.

"Thanks to the trade between the two sides, the civilian technology in the military factory has also grown rapidly. Wen Hui has done a good job."

Looking at the Hun women in the distance who began to weave wool under the guidance of the Han people, Lao Dong also thought of Wen Hui, who was a job tester in Luoyang: "The position of master craftsman has been vacant for a long time, and it is time for Wen Huiding Go up. As for the responsibilities, they can also be changed from time to time.”

Although the current general master craftsman ranks two thousand stones, his job is to lead disciples to build palaces, ancestral temples, mausoleums and other civil engineering projects, and plant trees beside roads.

Generally, this position will be used as an additional official, as a transition for promotion.

But in the current situation, Old Dong thinks that it can be used separately to study the development, manufacture, and promotion of handicrafts, so as to drive the entire Dahan to lead in technology.

As for the original duties, they can be assigned to the Shaofu—anyway, the responsibilities of the master craftsman and the Shaofu sometimes overlap, so that they don't have to shirk and argue.

"This wool textile industry is indeed beneficial to the prosperity of the Huns, but..."

After seeing it, Yu Fuluo was overjoyed at first, and then couldn't help frowning again: "Prosperous business requires a stable and peaceful environment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Old Dong was looking at...his buttocks with a smile.

He was shocked at the time, and his face changed: "Xiangxiang, Xiangguo?..."

"Sure enough, the seat on the butt is different, and the things in the head are also different." Old Dong smiled and said: "When you were under the old man's command, you never said such broad and deep words. "

When Yu Fuluo heard the words, he put his heart back into his stomach: Xiangguo said that after I became the Xiongnu Shanyu, I thought about things differently. I thought... ahem.

"Don't worry, the old man knows what you are worried about, isn't it because you are afraid that the Western Xianbei in the north will be jealous?"

Old Dong patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's been more than ten days. If they had the time and energy to call, they would have come here long ago..."

Yu Fuluo was stunned when he heard the words: Yes, the last time they killed Xianbei in the west, according to Xianbei's urgency, they should have come long ago.

"They can't come..."

Old Dong looked ahead, with nostalgia in his eyes: "Although I know Fengxian and Wenyuan should have done a good job, but I have been away for almost a month, and I really miss them."

"You want to fuck."

Sima Yi looked up at Old Dong, and couldn't help but start complaining in his heart: "It's obvious that I'm tired of playing with Xiongnu beauties, and I want to see Xianbei beauties again..."

Oh, Qiang people, Hu people, Huns, Han women, it is said that the maid next to her is from the Japanese country... You want to collect all the gene pools of the world, right?

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.