I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

"What?" Old Dong started to wonder again, and asked back, "Isn't this sensitive enough?"

Yan Rou thought again: That's right, the relationship between the big man and Xianbei is indeed subtle, especially since she has just gotten rid of her status as a Xianbei slave...

This topic is not only sensitive to me, it can even be said to be very exciting!

"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.

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 322

"Xiangguo..."

Picking up the fragrant tea on the table, Yan Rou sorted out her thoughts, and said slowly: "Xianbei people live by grazing animals and live by aquatic plants. They wear short clothes, live in yurts, advocate force, and are brave and ruthless."

"The difficult life outside the Great Wall has created their strong and unyielding character. But the other side of this character is ferocious and aggressive."

"So since the Han knew about Xianbei, they have repeatedly harassed the frontiers, robbed the property of the Han people, and took the Han people as slaves. Of course, they would also brutally kill them without mercy..."

Hearing this, Old Dong couldn't help but become serious: "It sounds like you don't like Xianbei people?"

"Good impression?..." Yan Rou smiled contemptuously, and said, "Xiangguo, a certain slave in the Xianbei tribe, how could he have good feelings for such barbaric, cruel, and uncivilized aliens?"

"Then do you think this old man should be like Gongsun Zan, relying on a powerful and elite army to severely attack and kill all the Xianbei people, and even exterminate them for a small matter?"

"This..." Yan Rou was silent for a moment, but she was obviously not convinced, and said: "But Liu Youzhou used gentle and tolerant methods to gather the Xianbei people outside the country, gave them land and seeds, taught them to farm and build houses, and settled down. Their lives……"

"Although these have achieved some results, they still haven't solved the border problem. The Xianbei people are still plundering the border every year. I don't know how many people surrendered and rebelled. Instead, it is the well-intentioned common people of Li who suffer."

"The old man and sister said that she will spoil them just like Liu Yu."

Old Dong just laughed and said, "Then have you heard of how I dealt with the Qiang and Huns in the four counties of Liangzhou, Shuofang and Shangjun of Bingzhou?"

Yan Rou shook her head, he was just a slave in Xianbei in the central part, it's strange to hear about those.

Old Dong then talked about his strategy of "treating people as equals, communicating through business, establishing a community of interests, and unifying the outside world" and said: "In this way, I respect the customs of their nomads, communicate with each other through business, and maintain a strong deterrent force. Do you think it can solve the border problem?"

The more Yan Rou heard, the more amazed she became, and in the end she couldn't help throwing herself to the ground, saying: "The Xiangguo shows both kindness and power, responds with both soft and hard hands, uses force with force, treats with kindness, lures with benefits..."

"If this is the case, there must be no worries on the border of the Han Dynasty. Even if it goes on for a long time, these alien races can expand the territory for the Han Dynasty, and live together in prosperity!"

But when he got up after kneeling and praying, he frowned slightly again, as if he was about to speak.

Old Dong handed him another cup of tea, and said, "Speak up if you have anything to say, don't have any scruples, just treat us as nonsense."

Yan Rou didn't know what 'nonsense' was, but she could understand the meaning: "Although Xiangguo's plan is good, it's just that... the villain thinks it's slower to deal with Xianbei."

"slow?"

It's not that it won't work, but that it's slow. Old Dong smiled: "Tell me..."

"There is no other reason, but Xianbei and Karasuma are ethnic groups that have emerged on the grassland for only a hundred years, and they are barbaric and uncivilized. Speaking of it, Xiangguo may not believe it. Many tribes in Xianbei kidnapped Han people as slaves in order to learn how Han people made nets and fished. "

"As for farming and building houses, they don't even know anything. Even this nation has only language, no writing, let alone etiquette..."

Speaking of which, Yan Rou frowned again, and added: "Perhaps because of this, they are more brutal than the Xiongnu Qianghu, and they only believe in the scimitar in their hands."

"Even if Xiangguo's strategy is a little bit wrong, it may cause unpredictable consequences."

"Hmm..." Old Dong understood, and concluded: "You mean that Xianbei and Karasuma are more rebellious and difficult to discipline than the Xiongnu and Qianghu who have dealt with the Han court for hundreds of years? "

"Teaching?..." Yan Rou chewed on the word, and said, "It's more appropriate to say 'seeking skin with a tiger'."

"That's it?..." Compared to Yan Rou's worries, Old Dong reacted very easily, even a little excited: "It's not easy to learn well, but it's a slippery slope to learn badly."

"That's all, don't worry... the old man will definitely turn these prairie wolves into golden hair wagging their tails within seven days."

At this time, the guard came in: "Xiangguo, Miss Cai is here..."

"Why is she here?"

Old Dong was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he patted his forehead and said: "Oh, I forgot, it was the old man who reminded her to come when I was in the discussion room last time... Is she alone?"

"There are also some servants and guards."

"Where's the maid, where's the cook?"

"Uh..." The guard was a little stunned, and said, "I seem to have brought it too."

"En!" Old Dong smiled happily again, and said, "It's just in time!"

……

"Well... the old man admits that he spoke a little louder last time."

After leaving Ju Luohou and Mo Huba to dry for three days, the old Dong finally agreed to meet again.Moreover, it was also arranged in the big tent of the Chinese army.

The doorposts of the large tent were all wrapped in gold, and the walls of the tent inside were covered with gorgeous silk brocade, and the decoration was incomparably gorgeous.

For this matter, Cai Yan even talked to Lao Dong specifically, saying that it was too ostentatious and vulgar.

Old Dong shook his head, and replied earnestly: "Maybe the old man doesn't understand elegance, but Yan'er, you really don't understand vulgarity, they like this kind of auntie..."

At this time, sitting on the bed covered with gold and beard, he was leaning on the purple and gold table next to him, with a pleasant smile.

After speaking, with a slight wave of hands, three beautiful maidservants in Hanfu stepped forward, took the white silk cloth with both hands, and hung it around the necks of the three people who were at a loss.

The three of them were stunned, not understanding what this meant.

Immediately, he touched the exquisite and smooth silk, as soft as a cloud in the sky.Seeing the elegant, white and tender appearance of the maidservants, he smiled at himself and was immediately fascinated.

"Dear guest, this is the silk used in the clothing of our Han people. It is extremely precious and important. It is rumored that it is a streamer left by the fairies in the Heavenly Palace. If you wear it, you will be blessed by the gods."

Sima Yi turned on the fooling mode, and said: "Besides, it also symbolizes pure friendship, and it is the best gift for the most expensive guests."

Hearing this, Ju Luohou and Mo Huba couldn't help but look more serious.The hand that Shuo Nu stroked the silk became suddenly softer, as if he was caressing his most beloved baby.

"Xiangguo doesn't have to be like this, I'm here mainly for..." The mature and stable Mo Huba reacted first, and after being shocked, he wanted to mention the alliance.

Don't be in a hurry, it's been three days, and there might be a fight on Danhan Mountain...

Old Dong didn't wait for him to finish, he waved his hand and interrupted: "No hurry, let's have a sip of tea first and then talk slowly."

Then, he waved again.

Two beautiful and delicious maidservants came in again from the tent door, bringing a whole set of tea sets.Mo Huba thought that tea was the same as boiled water, just pour it and it would be done, so he was about to speak again.

However, the soothing sound of silk and bamboo rang out.He looked back, only to find that there was still a row of musicians sitting on the side of the tent.

The melody is melodious and pleasant, which makes people unable to bear to destroy it.

Immediately afterwards, Himiko, who was wearing six layers of unlined clothing, walked in with small steps, swinging the hem lightly.She was originally born with a charming inner beauty, but at this time she put on a little makeup, which made her look even more naturally beautiful.

Coupled with the slim figure and good temperament, Ju Luohou couldn't look away instantly.After sweeping his waist and buttocks, Suo Nu swallowed directly.

Even Mo Huba, who was the most determined, had to sigh: This woman, not to mention anything else, at least has a skin that can be broken by blowing bullets, and has already compared all Xianbei girls...

After entering the account, Himiko didn't say a word, just sat in front of the table and put the lit small stove on the soft carpet with a wooden plate, then gently picked it up with bare hands, and took out the white porcelain cups one by one.

There is a clump of orchids painted on the outside of the porcelain cup, and the whole tea set looks elegant and noble, which complements her delicate little hands.

Following Himihu's generous and seemingly mysterious behavior, the greedy smiles on the faces of the three disappeared.His eyes began to reveal a "unknown sense" gaze, and he sat upright, waiting for her performance.

Himiko followed the old Dong's instructions, brewed tea, brushed the lid, and sealed the pot, his movements were gentle and charming, and his face looked extremely pious and solemn.

After a set of operations, Mo Huba even forgot about business.

When Himiko held up the teapot to divide the cups, the three soil turtles thought it was finally over, but she suddenly poured the first cup of tea soup, and the three soil turtles almost screamed out.

As the aroma of the tea soup slowly wafted away, their throats kept throbbing.If it weren't for the presence of other people, I'm afraid they would all lie on the ground and lick it.

Seeing this scene and Yan Rou's shocked gaze, the corners of Old Dong's mouth began to twitch involuntarily: Sure enough, it was indeed the right choice to let Himiko who had a good life to perform the tea ceremony.

"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.