Seeing his low self-esteem, he must unlock his heart.
Zhao Xiaodong said to Qianba in an extremely kind voice: "From now on, you can also live a good life."
"Master Jun, you don't need to deceive the villain. The villain knows that he is a poor man and deserves to suffer in Tubo." Qianba's face was like the bark of an old tree, and his miserable expression made him feel even older.
Zhao Xiaodong shook his head and said loudly: "That was your past, but from now on, you can change your destiny."
"The villain has already accepted his fate. How can he change his fate?" Qiangba didn't believe it at all. Zhao Xiaodong's words shook his head like a drum.
Zhao Xiaodong stared at Qianba and said in a deep voice: "You can work in Zhaojiazhuang and you will live a good life."
"I don't know what Zhaojiazhuang is." Qiangba shook his head and looked at Zhao Xiaodong with a puzzled look on his face.
It seems that when you encounter a foreign barbarian who is almost an idiot, you have to patiently explain to him.
Zhao Xiaodong said patiently: "Zhaojiazhuang makes a lot of things, including weapons for war and things that can only be used by nobles. They are all made by Zhaojiazhuang."
Zhao Xiaodong could only explain this to these idiots who had neither used nor heard of anything in Zhaojiazhuang.
"It turns out that only nobles can afford the things made in Zhaojiazhuang. Isn't that very expensive?" Qiangba asked cautiously while feeling inferior.
Zhao Xiaodong shook his head: "The things made by Zhaojiazhuang can not only be used by nobles, but you will also use them in the future. After you use them, you will never leave them again."
"It's so powerful." Qiangba's eyes flashed, and after admiration on his face, he lowered his head again, "But this villain only knows how to farm. Apart from farming, he can't do anything else."
"This has already been considered. When you arrive at Zhaojiazhuang, someone will teach you until you know it." Zhao Xiaodong nodded and explained patiently.
Qiangba's eyes lit up, he hesitated again and again, and finally asked: "How much income can I make by working in Zhaojiazhuang?"
In his opinion, if the nobles rented out the land to them, they would take 70% of it, and Zhaojiazhuang would not be like this.
"Don't worry about this. You and your wife have been working in Zhaojiazhuang for a year. It won't be a problem to buy three yaks." Zhao Xiaodong naturally knew what he was thinking and explained immediately.
Jamba shed tears again, but this time they were tears of excitement and tears of happiness.
He stood up, stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Zhao Xiaodong, prostrating himself on the ground and kowtowing: "Master Jun, you are the compassionate Bodhisattva sent by God."
"This must never be done. This is not my arrangement, it is the arrangement of the little saint." Zhao Xiaodong was shocked. He did not expect that the other party admired him so much.
He couldn't respect the courtesy, so he stood up immediately and stepped out of the way.
But he was surprised, and Qiangba was even more surprised: "Master Jun, didn't you agree to join the Zhaojiazhuang?"
At this point, his face turned pale and his whole body started to tremble.
His eyes were originally bright, but now they dimmed again.
"I never promised you to join Zhaojiazhuang." Zhao Xiaodong shook his head, knowing that the other party was thinking wrongly, and said loudly, "I just can't accept such a great gift from you."
"Master Jun, if you don't accept the villain's gift, is it because you don't want him to join the Zhao family village?" Thinking of this, Qiangba's eyes were still dim.
Seeing that the other person is stubborn, he knows that the other person is extremely innocent.
If he joins Zhaojiazhuang, for Qiangba, he will almost jump from a poor man to a minor noble.
Because in Tubo, only nobles had yaks, and they were not qualified to own yaks.
Zhao Xiaodong had an idea and said to Qiangba: "Your mother is awake, why don't you let her get up."
Qiangba's wife had actually woken up a long time ago, but she was also filled with grief and despair about life.
But she never expected that she and her husband would have a chance to change their destiny.
Thinking of this, she pretended not to wake up and raised her ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between her officer and Zhao Xiaodong.
Qiangba heard Zhao Xiaodong's words and looked at his wife. He saw that his wife's chest was rising and falling, and she was obviously awake.
"Well, did you hear what the military master said?" Qiangba was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly to his wife Sangmu.
Jianba was embarrassed, and his wife Sangmu was even more embarrassed.
Sang Mu bowed to Zhao Xiaodong and kowtowed a few times. Then he raised his head and asked, "Master Jun, what you said is true. Does Zhaojiazhuang also want this old woman from the slave family?"
"How old are you that you call yourself old?" Zhao Xiaodong asked instead of answering.
When Qiangba's wife Sangmu heard this, she thought that Zhao Xiaodong did not want to enter the workshop by herself.
Her face turned pale, her body trembled, and her words became verbose: "I am thirty-three this year, and there are only seven years left before I am forty."
She was obviously panicked, sometimes as a slave, and sometimes as an old woman.
"Only thirty-three, he is still very young. There are still twenty-seven years before sixty." Seeing that Mrs. Qiangba misunderstood his words, Zhao Xiaodong hurriedly explained, "The younger a person is, the faster he can learn."
"Is the slave still young? The slave is only seven years away from forty." Mrs. Qianba couldn't believe it and looked at her rough hands, which were as rough as tree bark.
Zhao Xiaodong looked at the two of them with soft eyes, and found that the couple both looked old, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.
The two of them saw Zhao Xiaodong looking at themselves, looking at their skin like old tree bark, and couldn't help but lower their heads.
Zhao Xiaodong is from Changyuan County. Although his skin is not fair, in Tubo, it is definitely considered fair.
Zhao Xiaodong looks two or three years younger than his actual age, while Qianba and his wife look at least five or even ten years older than they actually are.
Comparing the two makes the Jamba couple feel even more inferior.
Seeing the appearance of Qianba and his wife, Zhao Xiaodong didn't know what they were thinking.
He said patiently: "You look older than you are, that's because you are overworked. After you enter the Zhaojiazhuang workshop, you can combine work and rest, and your health will get better."
"Official Zhao, can the slave family really enter Zhaojiazhuang?" Qiangba's wife Sangmu couldn't believe her ears. She just thought that Zhaojiazhuang disliked her because of her old age and didn't want her.
Zhao Xiaodong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to explain: "When did I say I wouldn't let you go to the Zhaojiazhuang workshop? I just asked how old you are."
"The great and merciful Bodhisattva sent from heaven, please accept the worship of the little people." Qiangba and his wife looked at each other and bowed to Zhao Xiaodong.
Zhao Xiaodong was startled, jumped up from the ground and got out of the way.
He shook his hands wildly and kept saying: "Qianpa, I am not a Bodhisattva, you must not do this."
If you are worshiped as a Bodhisattva, your lifespan will be shortened.
Zhao Xiaodong is not very old, not yet twenty.
Qiangba's age is not far different from that of Zhao Xiaodong's father, and he is already considered his elder.
"Official Zhao, if you don't accept my gift, don't you want us?" Qiangba's face changed drastically when he heard Zhao Xiaodong's words.
The couple had a broken home with only a few hoes, sickles, bamboo poles and other furniture, and the rest were two hand-held prayer wheels.
Now they never expected that the Bodhisattva of Tubo did not protect them, but Zhaojiazhuang wanted to protect them.
There is an unwritten rule in Tubo: if you are pious to the Bodhisattva, you must donate your family property to the temple.
Not only do you need to donate your family property, but the more property you donate, the more merit you will have.
After all, the Qianba couple are poor people. They don't donate tens of thousands of property like nobles.
They did not have any family property to donate to the temple, nor did they have any family property to donate to Zhaojiazhuang.
The only thing they can do now is to worship their benefactor.
Zhao Xiaodong simply made the matter clear: "Jiangba, you are not far apart in age from my parents, I should be your nephew. In the Song Dynasty, if the elders paid homage to the younger ones, the younger ones would shorten their lives."
"Official Zhao, I don't have any property to donate. The only thing I can do now is to give a big gift." Qiangba firmly did not believe Zhao Xiaodong's words.
Zhao Xiaodong saw the desperate looks in their eyes, and his heart softened: "Okay, I will accept your worship on behalf of the little saint."
"Thank you, noble man, you are the Bodhisattva sent from heaven." As the Qianba couple said, they bowed and kowtowed to Zhao Xiaodong.
Zhao Xiaodong nodded, pointed to the southeast and said: "The little saint is in Chengdu, you can worship at that location again."
Qianba and his wife couldn't help but be overjoyed. Zhaojiazhuang apparently accepted them, and they worshiped again in the direction of Chengdu.
"Guan Zhao, but the little saint is in Chengdu. He is not with us. This is not a solution. What should we do?" Qiangba felt empty in his heart after bowing to Chengdu in the distance.
The Tubo people were indeed very pious, and they were very willing to worship in front of the little saint.
Zhao Xiaodong thought for a while and finally said: "You guys set up a tablet for the little saint, and you can worship if you want."
Qianba and his wife thought about it. The little saint was in Chengdu and it was impossible for them to go to Chengdu. This was the only way.
"Sangmu, from now on we will set up a small saint's tablet at home, and we must worship it every day." Qiangba nodded and said to Sangmu.
Zhao Xiaodong solved the problem of Qianba and his wife, but new problems came again.
"Tell the deputy commander, they are here." Wan Hongzhuang took out a few wooden boxes, bowed his hands, and said to Zhao Xiaodong.
He just spoke, not daring to look at the Qianba couple for fear that they would not accept it.
Zhao Xiaodong took a look at these wooden boxes, and suddenly the smell of blood rushed directly towards him.
He didn't dare to open these wooden boxes and suppressed the nausea and discomfort in his heart.
Zhao Xiaodong thought for a while, nodded and asked in a deep voice: "Zi Qiang (Wan Hong Zhuang), where did you find these things?"
"Inform the deputy commander that when the subordinates and others were lighting torches in the guest room, they found a trace of blood on the bed, and then let the dog sniff it. Finally, when they arrived at the memorial hall, the dog kept barking at the ground. The subordinate found a hoe. , dug a foot into the ground and found these five boxes." Wan Hongzhuang bowed his hands and reported what happened to Zhao Xiaodong.
Hearing this, the Qianba couple could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
Although the Qianba couple were mentally prepared, when this moment actually came, how could they accept it.
Jamba's woman, Sam, tremblingly opened a wooden box and saw that it was all filled with human skins, at least dozens of them.
With trembling hands, she spread out a piece of human skin, revealing the appearance of a complete young lady.
Although some of the human skin is not as shiny and smooth as before, it can be vaguely seen that he is about fourteen years old.
Sang Mu hugged the human skin and shouted loudly: "My Yang La. You are so pitiful."
Just after he finished speaking, Sang Mu spit out another mouthful of blood, Yoyo fell down and passed out again.
When Qiangba came over and saw the appearance of human skin, his vision went dark and he fainted.
In the past, black-haired people gave gifts to white-haired people, but now they buy black-haired people at wholesale prices.
Seeing the white-haired man sending the black-haired man to Qianba Sangmu, all the soldiers in the security group felt uncomfortable.
Everyone in the security team couldn't help but lower their heads, feeling sad and angry, and some even burst into tears and sobbed.
Yi Shuichuan had already come over at this time and hurriedly pinched Qiangba and Sangmu.
"How beautiful is it?" Qiangba woke up first, and the first question he asked was this name.
Wan Hongzhuang looked at Qiangba and asked, "Is this your son's name?"
"Exactly, please Jun Ye, please look for me." Qiang Ba looked at Wan Hongzhuang with a glimmer of hope and asked.
Seeing Qiangba's hopeful look on his face, Wan Hongzhuang's heart ached.
Wan Hongzhuang thought about it and couldn't bear it.
This was a painful pain, and he said with difficulty: "There is a human head on the other wooden box, and the face can still be seen. I wonder if it is your beauty."
After saying that, Wan Hongzhuang opened another wooden box and carefully took out a human head. Jianba looked at the head and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."
After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Sam had just woken up at this time and just shouted: "It's so beautiful, my son."
After saying this, Sam also became depressed.
While crying, Yi Shuichuan stepped forward to pinch Qiangba and Sangmu.
Jamba was indeed stronger and woke up first.
"Mr. Zhao, what should I do if the villain's children are gone?" Qiangba looked at Zhao Xiaodong with a pained look on his face and asked.
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