Chapter 30: Tan Ma's due diligence is reused, and the Lord's good government wins the hearts of the people

While leading the army on his way, Zhao Jin asked the new marching staff officer Che Chuerliang about more information about the north. It turned out that the Dongsi coalition forces captured the new city and Shalai city, and then there was an uprising in the new city, and the rebels controlled the new city and other events, which were more or less heard in the northern countries. But they don't take it seriously. First, they feel that the rabble of the Rebels will soon collapse; second, relying on the long mountains and rivers, how can they expect that the Rebels will take a fancy to this place and come thousands of miles to attack? Third, it's winter, and I didn't expect to beware.

Che Chuerliang sent a sentry all the way, pretending to be a businessman of his own business. When meeting the natives, he must first ask about the local fur situation. He was a person sent by the caravan to inquire about the market. In his words, Che Chuerliang did some work to the natives and told them that the rebels did not kill, set fire, and did not isolate the business road; their policies were lenient and the people of all ethnic groups were equal and consistent. The natives listened with yearning, but they were still skeptical.

Not only Che Chuerliang, but also other Tanma followed the instructions of the general, while scouting, doing political work in advance to eliminate the doubts of the natives and pave the way for the action of the army.

The indigenous people who have lived in the north for generations have lived in bitter cold places for many years. Most of the men are burly and strong, which is better than ordinary Dongsi people; but they are not good at fighting bravely, and the folk customs are very simple and gentle. Originally, they were widely distributed in various parts of the Eastern European plains, but later they were gradually driven by the Dongsi people. Now they can only survive in the north and constitute the main body of the residents in the north.

Che Chuerliang told Zhao Jin that the northern natives were brutally bullied by the Dongsi people, and their taxes were very high. The natives lack gold and silver currency and often offset taxes with prey, fur and medicinal materials. The Dongsi people deducted this even more, with a discount of less than half of the public price.

Zhao Jin didn't say anything, and General Dai Degong next to him couldn't help cursing angrily: "Thieves kill talent! Isn't this more ruthless than the Mongolians and Jin people? It turned out that Dai Degong was a native of the Northern Han Dynasty. He and his father were deeply enslaved by the Mongols, and their ancestors were deeply oppressed under the rule of the Jin Dynasty. Because of such a background, he was full of a sense of justice and extremely sympathetic to the suffering northerners.

At this time, Yan Shizhong, who was also a general, also followed the general. Hearing Dai Degong's words, he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Zhao Jin quickly reminded: "Get the merit, you can't help..."

Only then did Dai Degong remember that Yan Shizhong was a real woman, and the real woman was the ruling nation of the Jin Dynasty. He hurriedly apologized and said, "Oh! I'm a rude person and talk nonsense. Brother Shizhong, don't be surprised.

Yan Shizhong is one of the 22 riders. He often follows the general and receives a lot of enlightenment and high ideological awareness. At present, he responds cheerfully, "Where? What else did you mention about the past? This should be retribution. In the past, we real women bullied people, but later they were bullied. Now that state affairs are booming, it's time to throw away old grievances and fight against the enemy. Don't be surprised.

Dai Degong laughed and said, "Haha, exactly! I have never experienced the rule of Dajin. I only remember the shining knives and vicious whips of the Mongolians! Grandma... Now that the slave has turned over, with a horse and a big knife, I swear to revenge!"

Yan Shizhong also held a big knife: "Well said! The Mongols classified you, me, Han people and Jurchens all three-class, and went against it! The lustful man is a tiger, which is also very hateful! You and I should be fair with this big knife in our hands!"

Dai Degong listened to it: "Yes! If there is a grievance, it is not a waste to be a man!"

This idea of retribution is very simple and is very common among the suffering people in the whole new city. Although Zhao Jin knows that this idea has its limitations, it is impossible for him to twist the views of many people at once, right? Only because of the snobbery, Zhao Jin took advantage of the situation and said, "It's very good! Very good! Now in order to be consistent with the outside world, we should be united and harmonious. How about you two becoming brothers and caring for each other in the future?

Yan Shizhong and Dai Degong were all overjoyed: "What the lord said is very true!" So the two dismarcated, and in a white land, they pinched snow for incense, worshipped eight times, became brothers, and vowed to share joys and sorrows in the future, and would not abandon each other. This matter has become a good story. Since then, the whole army has better understood the spirit of "unity and harmony, unity with the outside world", and its internal cohesion has become higher.

On this day, Zhao Jin led his army to the indigenous village to help Che Chuerliang. This village is just the right way. It is the largest village in the far and near area. There is a wooden wall outside the village. Someone found a large army coming and shouted in horror. For a moment, the inside of the village was shocked.

Hearing this, the patriarch thought that it was the lord of Dongsi who led the army to levy a special tax, and quickly asked someone to call the elders to discuss. It turns out that the taxes usually borne by villages are very heavy. Once the lord is short of money, he has to collect special taxes - in fact, it is a nominal tax, which is equivalent to robbery! If you don't give it, it will really turn into a robbery. Other villages have always suffered unspeakably. This village is okay, because the village is big and has some strength. The patriarch has a son, Gululamou, who is very strong and very appealing to the young people. The lord is a little afraid of Gululamou and has not come to collect special taxes for many years. But last autumn, a greedy official suggested to the lord that the stockade was the largest and most oily, so he volunteered to bring someone to collect it. As a result, those people were beaten away by Gulu Lamu with the young people. Now, is it the lord who comes to retaliate himself?

Thinking about this, the patriarch hurriedly climbed up the wall to see it. There are a lot of teams - it's really a big army! Oh my God! Does the lord have so many troops? The patriarch was shocked and blamed his son for causing a big disaster on the stockade!

More than 1,000 people and more than 3,000 horses, the rushing momentum is really like a huge army. The population in the north is sparse, where have you seen such a spectacular scene? The villagers who climbed to the wall to watch were all scared and didn't know what to do. If you don't resist, you are afraid of being robbed or even slaughtered; if you resist, you are afraid you can't stop it!

When the elders came, the patriarch was so anxious that they asked what to do. The elders were also too anxious to do. Gulu Lamu ran to gather the young people and prepared to do a game! Dozens of bold young people picked up bows and arrows and spears one after another, ready to protect the stockade.

"Rebellious son! What are you going to do? There are thousands of people in the army over there, you, you..." The patriarch trembled with anger.

At this time, a man outside, dressed in a merchant's casual clothes, ran first and shouted at the people on the wall of the fortress wall: "I'm the businessman the other day. Let me in so that I can talk."

Zhai Ding recognized Che Chuerliang and let him in. The people in the village immediately surrounded him and asked what was going on with the army. They thought that Che Chuerliang was scared by the army and ran back here.

"This is our army. Don't be afraid! It's a good person, not a bad person. Che Chuerliang explained to everyone. Seeing the trembling arrival of the patriarch, he hurriedly knelt down and worshipped, "Old man, thank you the day before yesterday! In fact, I'm not a businessman, I'm a spy in the army. Thanks to your kindness, our general came to thank you in person today!"

The patriarch was shocked and quickly picked up Chu Erliang: "Gre, thank you? No need... General, come here? We dare not be..."

Che Chuerliang explained with a smile, saying that the general was the most kind and kind, and he came to thank him with sincerity.

The patriarch still wanted to push it away, but Gululamou said in local language, "What are you afraid of? The general is not the devil. If he wants to come, he will come. What if we meet him openly? Then use the common Dongsi dialect to ask Che Chuerliang, "Guest, are you generals an official? He has so many people, is he bigger than the count?

Che Chuerliang replied with a smile, "The general is an official, but he is not an ordinary official. He is a very big official. Of course, he is much bigger than the count and bigger than the marquis."

The largest in the north is the marquis. No one here has heard that it is bigger than the marquis. Gululamu was in awe, but he thought, "What's wrong with being bigger than the marquis? If you come as a guest, I will give him the best wine and cook the best venison for him; if you want to bully our stockade, I will fight with him!"

Che Chuerliang talked to Gulu Lamou, and the elders discussed with the patriarch in local language. They all felt that it was okay for the general to see him. He had so many people. If he didn't enter, in case he annoyed him, he couldn't eat it - of course, in their native words, they couldn't stop the avalanche!

The patriarch was still hesitating. He only heard the sound of horses' hoofs approaching outside. Zhao Jin led He Pan, Yao Manzi and dozens of other relatives and came to the village gate.

Gulu Lamou is afraid that his father will delay further. If the other party is a guest, he will be impatient, and if he is the enemy, it will be even more difficult to do. He pushed his father, raised his hand to greet dozens of brave young people, and gathered around to greet him.

The patriarch pushed the young people, bravely forward with a bitter face, opened the village door and went out. The general had got off his horse and waited, and he really looked very kind. The patriarch breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where did the distinguished guests come from? Please come in and have a fire and drink a pot of wine.

Zhao Jin didn't understand, and the female translator who was familiar with Dongsi whispered. Only then did Zhao Jin understand and laughed: "Okay! Great! Dear master, thanks to your help a few days ago, we are going to disturb you again today! It turns out that you don't drink with a cup or a bowl, but with a basin, which is refreshing and refreshing!"

The guest owner laughed as he spoke and took him into the village. Gululamou felt that this general, who was bigger than the marquis, turned out to be so approachable! In contrast, the lord is just a count, but he likes to put on airs! So he added a little admiration in his heart, constantly robbing his father's words and talking with Zhao Jin.

I came to the big shed where the patriarch usually met guests, but there were too many guests to sit down. Since the weather was sunny, I simply went outside to talk on fire. Yao Manzi didn't wait for his master to move a chair to him and carried a large piece of wood as a seat, which was enough for more than ten people to sit. He Pan was unwilling to show weakness and also carried a piece.

Zhao Jin hurriedly apologized, "Sorry! My two subordinates really don't understand the rules! How can there be a host who moves things by himself without inviting him to sit down? Please don't be surprised, ah ha..." The patriarch said that it's okay to ask Zhao Jin and his party to sit down. Zhao Jin greeted the young people in the village: "There are many seats. The young people behind, come and sit down!"

The young people were stunned. Even Guluramou was stunned. He was very strong, but he couldn't carry such a large piece of wood alone! And not only one person, at least two of the general's men are stronger than themselves! Gululamu suddenly felt that he was the frog in the well - in their native language, the mole that had never seen the bright sun.

The general with so many people and such a strong men deserves to be bigger than the marquis! Although Zhao Jin talked and laughed, the natives deeply felt that he was a respectable and fearful person. Gululamou can't control an idea growing in his heart: at least he also has the courage. Instead of always wandering around in the mountains and forests and always scolding his father for rebellion and causing trouble, why not find a way to follow such a great man to go outside?

It happened that Zhao Jin asked his name affectionately: " By the way, hero, what's your name?"

Gulu Lamu quickly replied, "My name is Gulu Lamu."

"Gulu Lamu?" Zhao Jin boasted, "Good name! So, what does this name mean?

"In our words, it means 'the only child'. My father is not promising. He gave birth to a sister before, and finally gave birth to such a son as me.

"Ah ha ha!" Zhao Jin and Gulu Lamou laughed together and said, "That's not an only child. Don't you have a sister? Like us, because the country engages in family planning, there are many only children!"

Zhao Jin said with great interest, and the translator was dumbfounded. Family planning? Can I eat and drink or watch?

"Ah ha ha!" Zhao Zhen doesn't care about the difficulties of translation, but just laugh with the natives.

When he was familiar with it, Zhao Jin explained to the natives that he had established a regime and the policy was for all ethnic groups to live on an equal footing, harmony and unity. If the natives are willing to join this regime, the taxes will be levied according to the standards of the new city, no more than one-third of the northern countries; if they are willing to be soldiers, they are welcome to join the army and fight for a better country!

Che Chuerliang was beside him and vigorously explained the benefits of the Rebel regime, and the natives were fascinated by it. Gululamou was so excited that he couldn't control himself and shouted, "I want to be a soldier!" I want to fight with the general!"

(To be continued Chapter 31: Indigenous people shake the flag with righteousness, and the tyrant chases his wife in panic)