After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"Hey, is there anyone else here? Are you here for the salt too?" The leader of the Tas tribe took the hot can of fruit, slurped it, and swallowed the smooth grape flesh.

The aroma of grapes spread in his mouth, taking him back to the fruitful autumn.

Haas generously shared the food with his friends: "Yes, several tribes have come to me, but I can't do anything. I am now a Yunzhou person and must abide by the rules of the general. We must not do anything she doesn't allow."

"Hasi, you are unwilling to become a tribe under the Khan's rule, but are willing to be a dog for the people of Da Zhou. Are you still the Hasi I know?"

Chasu, who was sitting on the kang, glared at the leader of the Tashi tribe.

Has pointed at the can in the hands of the leader of the Tashi tribe, and then pointed at the kang: "If we follow the general, we can get everything in this tent by working hard. But if we follow the Khan, even if we go out to graze when the sun rises and return home when the sun sets, we will not only not be able to fill our stomachs, but also have to watch the cattle and sheep that originally belonged to us being snatched away by them, and our flesh and blood will become drums in their hands!"

"Good brother, streams converge toward the ocean, and grass grows toward the sun. We in the Hao Riqin tribe only want to be family with the general, not her enemies."

The leader of the Tashi tribe knew that he had no way of getting salt from Has, but he didn't want to follow Yunzhou either.

"No matter how bright a meteor is, it is just a meteor. Only the eternal sun is eternal! The Khan has used his decades to prove to the entire grassland that he is the king! The Khan will use the black cavalry to tell all the people who do not submit what the price of not submitting is!"

The leader of the Tashi tribe looked to the south and seemed to be able to see the towering city wall and the governor's mansion inside the wall even through the tent.

"But this Yunzhou guy only burned Chi Le once! Look at her methods now, how gentle they are! Maybe she no longer has the courage she had in the past, or maybe she is worried day and night because of her previous violent methods! Han people are all like this, they are soft-hearted sheep, and they are still sheep even if they give their masters a hoof occasionally!"

Cha Su couldn't help himself and retorted: "The general's method is gentle, that's because she is kind! The general said that when friends come, there is fine wine, and when jackals come, there is a hunting rifle! When someone really offends the majesty of Yunzhou, the general is still the Jade-faced King of Hell on the grassland!"

The leader of the Tashi tribe showed a strange smile on his face: "The Han people have a saying that the law does not punish the masses. I will wait and see how she transforms into the Jade-faced King of Hell again!"

After the leader of the Tashi tribe left, Chasu was still indignant: "What has covered his eyes and blocked his ears? Can't he see how good our lives have been since we merged into Yunzhou?!"

Has had long been accustomed to all this, but he was still bothered by the last words of the Tas tribe leader and felt uneasy.

"It's arrogance and conceit! They think that if they can bring down a god of war, Gu, they can bring down the general! But the general is different."

God of War Gu is the god on the battlefield.

The general is the god of the entire Yunzhou!

One day, she will be the god of the entire grassland and the entire Great Zhou!

Has did not sleep all night. Early the next morning, he rode his horse to Fuming Town to find Boss Li and told him in detail about the visit of the leader of the Tas tribe yesterday.

Boss Li patted his head and laughed: "Thank you, Haas. Don't worry, everything is under the general's control!"

When Haas heard what Boss Li said, his heart was relieved.

"Boss Li, is there going to be a storm?"

Boss Li looked at Has deeply, and finally nodded slightly for Abujiji's sake.

Haas's expression showed fear for a moment, but then turned into fervent hope: "It's good that there are wind and waves. Strong winds can catch big fish!"

Boss Li patted Haas on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile, "We must raise good war horses for the general! The grass seeds you brought have been sown outside Fuming Town, and there will soon be a large ranch here."

"I understand. Don't worry, Boss Li!"

The countermeasures taken by Yunzhou against those grassland tribes who were former fence-sitters did not cause much disturbance in the city.

Even the Yunzhou Weekly only briefly mentioned the matter, which was to reiterate Yunzhou's salt trading policy.

As for the reactions of the grassland tribes that were cut off from salt, the people of Yunzhou didn't care at all!

Rather than worrying about how the people of the grassland tribes will celebrate, the people of Yunzhou are more concerned about how to celebrate the festival this year.

Do you want to buy some new clothes for the children at home?

When spring comes next year, should the children be sent to Baichuan Academy?

"I heard that the grassland people won't sell wool to us. I don't know if we can still do the work in this wool factory next year."

Mrs. Huang was a little worried because the bulk of their family's income still came from her and her granddaughter's work at the wool factory.

Although there are other ways to support the family, none of them is as stable as working in a wool factory.

Aunt Geng advised Mrs. Huang to relax: "The general is cutting off their salt supply, isn't he? Besides, even if there are no grassland tribes, we still have so many grassland people in Yunzhou! They have so many lambs, they can give birth to many lambs next year. Can we still be controlled by those ignorant people?"

After hearing what Aunt Geng said, Mrs. Huang felt a little relieved. After all, the general was there, and he would never let that group of people get ahead of her!

The people of Yunzhou had great confidence in General Gu Nanxi, but the people of Kyoto who learned about this were just watching the fun.

No one knew who had spread the letter that Lord Liu wrote to the young emperor, but almost everyone in Kyoto knew about it.

In Fuquan Teahouse, tea drinkers have different opinions on this matter.

"People who are not of our race have different hearts. No matter how good the general is to people of other races, they are not of the same mind as us. If they are slightly threatened by the Tartars, don't you think that this will be exposed?"

Someone disagreed, saying, "If it were you, what would you do in the face of the threat from the Tartars? They have lived on the grasslands for generations, following the grass, and they don't have tall cities to protect them like us. It's a pity that General Yunzhou used salt to force the grassland tribes to make a choice. This is really unwise!"

"I think so too. Since she wants to show kindness to the tribes on the grassland, she should show kindness to the end. If she shows kindness halfway and then puts a chokehold on them, all her efforts will be wasted!"

"Yes, the general is still a little inexperienced in this regard. I think it would be better to send an old man to take charge of Yunzhou!"

When Song Da heard this, he sneered. "Who should we send? Who is willing to let Yunzhou finance itself? Seeing that the wool business is not going well, Yunzhou's finances are tight, and even Lord Niu has written to the emperor to complain about poverty, which lord is willing to take over this mess?"

After listening to gossip in Kyoto for a long time, the other tea drinkers also knew that what Song Da said was right.

Some people wondered: "I wonder if His Majesty is willing to allocate funds to Yunzhou?"

"No, Lord Chen proposed this matter at the court meeting yesterday, but it was rejected by the Minister of Revenue and the Emperor!"