Early the next morning, it was bright.
Song Che left the ultimatum, gold sword, and musket to his female family members. He also wrote two letters, one from home, to Shen Wenjun. One letter is a national policy and is given to Liao Heng.
"After leaving the city, walk into the foothills. Don't look back. If you encounter pursuers, don't fight with them. Don't check in any Tubo towns you pass by. When purchasing supplies, send one or two people there. That’s it…”
Before leaving, Song Che gave a lot of advice.
"Brother-in-law, the Hu people value you so much. Don't be tough with them. You can obey them when they should, even if you are a traitor. The main thing is to save your own life..."
"Harm! Do I still need you to teach me about living an ignoble life? It would be better if they took me back to Dadu. Let's see if I don't turn their country into chaos!"
"We are fully convinced, boss, that you have this ability!"
Song Che personally sent the caravan out of Karon City, and then stood on the city wall, watching through binoculars. He didn't walk down the city wall with a sigh of relief until he saw them completely disappearing from sight.
"Mr. Song, it's time for us to set off, right?" Arhan had prepared his horses and Chachai had brought five hundred elite soldiers to act as guards.
"Why are you so anxious? Are you still afraid that I will run away? My stomach hurts a little, so I need to squat down in a manhole first!"
Song Che stayed in the pit for another half an hour, so that the caravan could run further. Then he had no reason to waste time and could only set off with Arhan.
As a prisoner, the treatment is pretty good. When you are thirsty, a servant will give you water, when you are hungry, someone will bring you food, and when you get off your horse, there will be a stool.
"Mr. Song, I remember there is a saying in your Central Plains, which is called 'birds choose good trees to roost'. Looking at the entire Eastern Territory, our Hu country is undoubtedly the strongest in terms of territory and combat effectiveness. If you are willing to serve under our Khan's tent, , the Western Regions, Western Qiang, Dijon, Tubo, Korea, Japan, and Daliang will all become our land in the future, why not?"
Arhan has been brainwashing Song Che since he left the city, bragging about how powerful his country is and how brave the cavalry is. I don’t even dare to fart like that!
Song Che just replied lightly: "If I achieve extraordinary feats, aren't you afraid that I will take your place?"
Arhan's face became solemn and he stopped talking.
Isn't it just to pursue power? There are too many people like Arhan in the Liang Dynasty. Wherever there is any loyalty to the emperor and the country, it is all for one's own rank and interests.
"Ren Liang, you can never take the place of Master Arhan!" Chachai said. Even if he said a word lightly, it would sound like shouting, which was too rude.
This stupid big guy seriously injured Nangong Yue. Song Che hated him the most, so he cursed:
"You know nothing! In Daliang, a reckless man like you who only has strength can only pick shit! What qualifications do you have to discuss politics?"
"What did you say!"
Chachai's eyes were as wide as copper bells, "In our Hu country, you Liang people are the lower class people, no different from cattle, sheep and horses. No matter how great your credit is, it is still an effort, and it is impossible to compare with the blood of Mr. Arhan." !”
Song Che smiled coldly, "Only animals care about bloodline. No one with a little foresight will talk about bloodline."
"You!" Chachai held the handle of the knife tightly, gritting his teeth but not daring to move. He could only look at Arhan: "Sir, this low-class man is so rude. Listen to what he said. He scolded us all. Beast! This arrogant person, even if you don’t kill him, please allow me to teach him a lesson!"
"Lesson? You really have no brains. Who am I? I'm from Liang, I'm weak and sick, and I can't stand the cold. If you want to hurt me, how can I see you Khan? If you Khan can't see me, When it comes to me, who should I blame in the end?" Song Che exclaimed:
"You silly guy, shut up!"
Chachai was itching with hatred, but he had no choice but to say: "Okay...very good...even if you can use Dahan as a cover now, when Dahan thinks you are useless in the future, let's see how I deal with you!"
Song Che said coldly: "Don't worry, you probably won't be able to wait until that day."
At this time, Arhan asked: "Mr. Song, I would like to ask you, what do you mean by 'foresight'?"
Song Che whispered four words: "Social system."
"Society?" Arhan wondered: "What kind of word is this? I have never heard of it."
Song Che said:
"The so-called society is the 'world'. It goes from primitive, to slave, to feudal, and finally to democracy. This is an inevitable progressive route;
I won’t tell you about democracy. After all, it’s still far away from you. Let’s just talk about slaves and feudalism——
Taking the countries in the East as an example, Daliang, Korea, Japan, and even Dijon, which is a nomadic people like you, all belong to the feudal system; while you, the Hu people, Tubo, Xiqiang and other countries are slave systems;
You ask yourself, between the two national camps with different systems, which one is richer? "
Arhan said: "You are indeed richer, but you are not strong at all, otherwise you would not cede Beiliang, or even lose your own capital."
"No, no, no, we are very powerful, but we are just internally corrupt and the rulers are cowardly.
The so-called wealth does not only refer to money, food, equipment, and population. These are all manifestations of national strength;
And as slaves, you trade lower-class people as cattle, sheep, and horses. They are human beings but you don’t give them human rights. How can you make them make money for you?
Mr. Arhan, you should know the national conditions of your country best. If you stop plundering, your people will not be able to feed, your horses will not be fed, and your country will continue to decline;
Throughout history, dynasties established by nomadic peoples are often short-lived and cannot last long. I personally think that there are two fundamental reasons for this situation -
First, you don’t know how to manage your own land; second, you don’t know how to strengthen centralization and control other tribes;”
Having said this, he glanced sideways at Arhan and asked softly:
"I heard that your Great Khan is already sixty years old. If nothing else happens, he should not live for a few more years. If he dies, will your Hu tribes be in chaos? Or are there signs of chaos already? Already?"
Arhan kept a straight face and was silent for a moment before asking: "How did you know? You inquired about our national conditions!"
Song Che patted his butt and said:
"Mr. Arhan, to tell you the truth, I can guess it with my butt."
