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The barbarian delegation lived in Zhucheng for more than a month. At first they really just wanted to see how the tribes who surrendered were doing, but later... they were reluctant to leave after they lived there.

For these barbarians living in the wilderness of the south, Zhucheng is equivalent to the international metropolis of later generations. It's still those livestock that are kept in captivity on a large sloping pasture, and even a water wheel that can automatically pump water and grind coarse wheat. The barbarians can squat there for several days without blinking.

From their point of view, it is impossible for them to know how to make such a miraculous thing before they belong to it, so they decided to squat there and observe carefully, trying to imitate it back.However, the internal structure of the waterwheel is very complicated. If you look at it with the naked eye, and you are not a professional carpenter, you don't know how it works, so you can't understand it.

Then, the barbarian mission was fortunate enough to witness the spectacular scene of Baijiapu transporting a large number of seafood from the sea to the city. Sea fish as tall as an adult, all kinds of dried fish and seafood that they could not name. Not to the end, the front has entered the shop, and the bullock carts behind are still blocked at the gate of the city!

Every day when I open my eyes, I see all kinds of novel things, and the post house is really comfortable. I can take a hot bath every night, and there are fragrant petals in the bath water. After taking a bath, With bright oil lamps on and hot supper, the barbarian envoys were addicted to the delicacies in the post house at first, but after having a meal in an outside restaurant one day, they knew that Zhucheng had three meals a day. There are countless delicacies to taste, and the food in the post house can no longer attract them.

Until one evening more than a month later, when the sky was full of sunset, there was a sudden noise at the gate of the city, and a group of fast horses galloped past. The soldiers on the horses ran and shouted: "The front line is great! Capture seven thousand enemies!"

Seven thousand? !

The barbarian mission was shocked!

In their entire tribe, there are only more than 3000 permanent residents living in the ancestral land, and the others are scattered everywhere. It is only during the annual festival that the leaders of each small tribe come to participate in the sacrifice together.

But now, they captured 7000 people in just one battle!

In fact, after staying in Zhucheng for so long, for Dong Yi, the leader of the mission, what fascinates him the most is the household registration management system here. Everyone knows that as a lord, it is important to know how many people the tribe has.

They had never thought about this problem before, they just knew in general how many tribes there were nearby and they belonged to the same ancestor, and they never thought of calculating how many people there were in their tribe.

However, during the period of living in Zhucheng, Dongyi saw with his own eyes the cohesiveness of household registration management for a tribe. Those who have household registration in the city always unconsciously have a sense of superiority over foreigners like them, because They have registered permanent residence in the city, and not only can they buy daily necessities such as various grains, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, seafood, fish and so on from government-run workshops at half price every month. Every month, you can get a food from the government that is enough to feed the child without starvation, and you can go to the hospital to see a doctor if you are sick. It is almost unheard of in this city that a young child dies due to starvation or illness, and these , all because of household registration.

Dongyi has already shamelessly found the local yamen through the post office, inquired about the management methods of the local household registration, and decided to go back and conduct a census in his own tribe. At the very least, he should know how many people there are in his tribe. As for the household registration ...Dong Yi smiled wryly, forget about this, their tribe has not even had their own characters so far.

When it comes to writing, Dong Yi is even more surprised that the people here, as long as they have a household registration in the city, and their underage children can go to government-run schools to study and read. For lunch, it was just incredible!

You know, in their tribe, not everyone is qualified to learn tribal inheritance. The first choice is of course the direct blood of the high priest and the patriarch, and the second is the talented child in the tribe, but that is very rare, but here , as long as there is a household registration, any child can learn those words that seem very useful.

Dongyi has been in Zhucheng for more than a month, and his heart is both excited and frustrated. The excited thing is that as long as they can also belong to this prince, they can live the same life as these people. The depressed thing is, He has been away from his hometown for so long, and he doesn't want to go back at all...

There are a lot of mosquitoes in the tribe this season, and Dong Yi is a bit reluctant to part with the spices for smoking mosquitoes and the finely woven mosquito net. He has decided that no matter how difficult it is, he must persuade his father and the high priest to come to Zhucheng for a visit this time. !

He believed that as long as his father and the high priest saw everything here, they would definitely agree to join this powerful dynasty!

With the great victory on the front line, Bai Chunsheng was so happy that he didn't close his eyes all night. He couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and wrote a reply letter to his cat master himself, telling him that everything was fine at home. , Let him be at ease in the front and convince those blind people once, and those who dare to be disobedient will die directly!

In the end, he probably felt that the previous words were too cruel. After thinking about it, he wrote another half a piece of paper. The point was that he missed him very much, but state affairs were the most important thing. He hoped that he would return triumphantly and reunite with his family as soon as possible. Bai Jue has already learned to speak, but his speech is not very smooth. After he sent away the barbarian mission, he asked his fathers to bring Bai Juan to Zhucheng. The city is reunited.

When this letter was sent out, none of them expected that this battle would last for three full years!The barbarians who went back and forth couldn't wait, and before Wang Kunfeng, the prince, returned triumphantly, they negotiated the terms of surrender with Bai Chunsheng, the princess. He agreed to the surrender of the barbarians, and drew out more than 30 counties in five counties in the south in one breath. The officials of each county were also arranged by their people and the barbarians. There is more to say.

They always thought that these monster races from overseas would definitely oppress them, but they never thought that their barbarians could be officials!The legendary powerful dynasty was unimaginably powerful for them. The elders were very satisfied that their descendants could be officials in such a dynasty.

Even if they were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say anything more now, and they were even able to come here before Wang Kunfeng completely wiped out the continent. The people of the Nanman tribe felt that they were really lucky!

Because, not long after Dong Yi finally persuaded his father and the high priest to come to Zhucheng to have a look in person, good news came from the north again. After the tribe announced their allegiance to Wang Kunfeng and killed the chief culprit, the army under Wang Kunfeng's command once reached a frightening [-]!

Although everyone knows that the [-] may be water injection, even if there is no round number of [-], there is still [-] to [-]. Such a huge army is well-trained, with sufficient food and grass, and the IQ of the coach is always online. There is no doubt that Wang Kunfeng's next goal is to sweep the entire continent.

The barbarian dangerously hung the rear of the car and boarded the last train that belonged to Prince Pinghai. Even if it was a standing ticket, it was enough for the whole clan to rejoice. They almost became prisoners of war!

Prisoners of war are not as comfortable as civilians.

The reason why Wang Kunfeng didn't come back was because he found a large grassland with rich water and grass in the north of Xionshan City. Anyway, the army had already reached there. It is also great to add a dozen grasslands for grazing cattle, sheep, and war horses to the new dynasty.

Bai Chunsheng was also a little speechless about his master cat's obsession with land enclosure. However, he would rather not see master cat for three years, and he also raised his hands in favor of him rushing to hunt down that large grassland.Otherwise, if the scattered tribes living on the grassland continue to multiply, if they become as difficult as those nomads in his previous life, wouldn't he raise a strong enemy for his son?

He and Master Mao are working so hard now just to let his son, or maybe his sons, be able to be the second generation of dismantling comfortably in the future, bah!It belonged to the second generation of the emperor, but they didn't want them to work hard for the unification of the world.

Not to mention the sons, it is his cat master. After the founding of the country, when his son grows up, he also hopes that the cat master can abdicate as soon as possible, and follow him to find a place to hang out and wait to die... Being a princess is already so tiring, Being a queen is probably a pill!

Thinking of Master Cat, Bai Chunsheng hurriedly called in the messenger who came back, and asked carefully about the current climate in the north. After learning that it was indeed colder than here, he immediately mobilized all the sewing ladies in the whole house to rush to make several for Master Cat. Wearing warm and thick woolen clothes, Baijia Workshop temporarily reduced its external supply, and first adjusted the hot sauce to the front line. When the weather is cold, there is nothing better than a mouthful of hot sauce to soothe the frozen soul.

After thinking about it, Bai Chunsheng slapped the table hard: Damn it!How did he forget the hot pot seasoning?