Zhu Hongfang held the book in his hand and said.
"Your Majesty, you have calculated the time and it is almost time for you to go back. I am afraid that your mother country may misunderstand our Xia Kingdom, so I will read to you the entire history of our Central Plains."
The burly man frowned and said, "Isn't there someone from Shang Guo who can urge me?"
Zhu Hongfang was stunned and deliberately said loudly, "Urge? No, your Majesty has never received documents about Shang Guo and Liao Kingdom. This time it was Mr. Chen, the manager of Zhuangzi, who took the initiative to tell you about this matter."
"After learning about this, Your Majesty was very upset and sent me here specifically to let you learn some knowledge and then go home. This way, it won't appear that our Xia Kingdom has bullied you."
The burly man nodded. Zhu Hongfang was also familiar with him. He used to be a general in Shangguo.
When he was rescued, he was still half alive. His stomach was rubbed by a car and his intestines leaked out. If the military doctors hadn't tried their best to treat him, he would have been reimbursed long ago.
Looking at the burly man, Zhu Hongfang smiled and said, "I didn't expect your body to recover so well."
The burly man smiled and said, "That's natural. I didn't expect Doctor Xia Zhong's medical skills to be so superb. If it had been before, I would have died long ago."
After chatting for a few words, Zhu Hongfang asked everyone to sit down and began to read aloud.
"On the ancient earth, humans drank the blood of Maoru and could not make fire. When night came, the whole world was dim."
"People live in blood caves and are often attacked by various wild beasts, and countless people die unexpectedly."
"But our ancestors were not discouraged and were not willing to be used as bait. Finally, a man stood up and he was Suiren."
"The Suiren clan invented drilling wood to make fire in the Central Plains, and became the inventor of artificial fire in ancient times in the Central Plains. He taught people how to cook cooked food, and ended the history of ancient humans eating hair and drinking blood."
"It differentiated the living habits of humans and animals, created Chinese civilization, and was regarded as the "Ancestor of Fire" by later generations. "
"Three Emperors and Five Emperors, he was listed as the first of the Three Emperors, and was regarded as the "Emperor" and was honored as Emperor Sui. "
The end of a small chapter made the dozens of people below feel a little nervous.
Many ancient sages of this era have been passed down, and Suiren and others have heard of it.
The prisoners of Shang and Liao had also heard about the Suiren clan. They only knew that this ancestor was related to fire, but they didn't know the details. After saying this, everyone understood it and even admired it from the bottom of their hearts.
As Zhu Hongfang read aloud, a vivid character image brought these prisoners of war into that distant era, which once belonged to the ancient barbaric era.
Some they had heard of, some they had never heard of.
It didn't take long to finish reading the first chapter of Three Emperors. Not only here, but also the nearby classes fell into deep thought.
Suddenly a voice sounded.
"General Zhu, do you mean that all our vassal states had the same ancestor?"
Zhu Hongfang nodded firmly and said with a calm expression, "That's natural. According to records, there were many tribes at that time and they were at war with each other."
"But at that time, the human race was weak, and everyone almost fought against natural disasters and wild beasts. Ancestor Fuxi also reformed the marriage system, and that's how we now talk about getting married."
Everyone started a heated discussion, and several Liao soldiers cursed.
"I am just a farmer, but I was captured as a soldier. If it weren't for Mr. Wu An, I might have died long ago."
"Who says it's not the case? In fact, they all share the same ancestor."
"Even if we are nobles, we are all descended from the same blood."
At this time, the burly man said loudly, "Then, by fighting back and forth in the Central Plains, wouldn't we be taking advantage of the surrounding barbarians?"
Zhu Hongfang said, "Yes, your Majesty once said that no matter how we fight, the Central Plains are actually one family. We can just sit down and talk about many things. There is no need to use knives or guns."
A soldier said, "Actually, Mr. Wu An is the great hero, and he is the great doctor."
"That's right. Ever since Wu Anjun became famous, he has never beaten one of his own people. He has always beaten foreigners."
"snort
, all the princely states are fighting back and forth, but we are the only ones suffering. "
Regardless of whether they were moved or not, under the general environment, many people showed empathetic expressions.
Although such a mood could not last long, Zhu Hongfang didn't care. He just did things according to the king's requirements.
The burly man was silent for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice, "General Zhu, if we are unified, will we still have to fight?"
Zhu Hongfang was stunned. This question always felt so familiar to him, and he recalled it.
"Does everyone know, Master Mu?"
Some people said they knew it, some said they didn't know it, and some people said they had only heard the name.
Zhu Hongfang smiled and said, "Mr. Mu is your Majesty's confidante. She once asked Your Majesty whether there will be war if the entire Central Plains is unified."
"Your Majesty replied, there will still be wars, but it will not be about our own people fighting our own people, but after we are unified, life will get better and better, and there will be more and more people."
"But the nearby tribes and peoples will covet our wealth and try their best to attack us and steal our money, food, and women."
"At that time, we will pick up the spear and repair the halberd again. When friends come, there will be good wine, and when bad guys come, there will be swords and guns. Your Majesty said, rather than fighting your own people, it is better to guard your own territory. Land, it’s only right not to be robbed by others.”
Zhu Hongfang tried his best to explain to everyone. As more and more questions were asked, he seemed to understand the king's intentions.
This is not to give them knowledge, it is obviously to let these people go back and cause trouble to their own country.
What kind of god is that? It’s weird. No one will believe it. People in the Central Plains are very pragmatic. Rather than worshiping God, we have a sense of reverence for heaven and earth.
Only by starting from history can we capture the hearts of the people. Yang Qian is not a fool. He knows one thing: Those who win the hearts of the people win the world.
After class, the burly man found Zhu Hongfang, pulled him aside, and asked with a troubled face.
"I would like to ask, when will we, Yuntong, go to do the corvee? Do we need to do the corvee? The corn has just been sown, and I'm afraid we won't be able to leave now."
The burly man was a little anxious. He was not in a hurry to go home now. Although he had some military position in the army, he still had his mother, wife, and children at home.
If you can bring food back here, it will definitely be a great thing. You must know that he is more capable and has saved a lot of food in a year.
Although life at home is good, who doesn't want to live a better life? Thinking of his daughter who is still babbling, a hint of gentleness can't help but show on his rough face.
Zhu Hongfang was surprised and said, "Do you serve as a corvee? What kind of corvee do you do?"
"Of course it's to do corvée work to build various buildings, or to build mausoleums, etc."
Zhu Hongfang looked at him with a strange look on his face, and after a long time he burst into laughter.
"What are you thinking? We don't have corvee labor in Yuntong. All the corvée work is done by Huns and other slaves."
"Even if you don't have enough manpower, if you go to do corvee work, you will get a monthly salary. One month's monthly salary is enough for you to support your family."
"What!!!"
The burly man seemed to be struck by lightning, he was stunned in place, and then he said in disbelief.
"How is this possible? Looking at the entire Central Plains, which vassal state does not use corvee?"
Zhu Hongfang shrugged and said, "We don't have corvee work here, but there is a shortage of people in places. Usually the county governor's office recruits people there, and it's voluntary."
"If it's winter, there will be additional subsidies, plus cotton clothes, trousers, gloves, etc. There are some pros and cons, and you have to have some connections. Otherwise, if you want to do corvee work, what are you thinking about?"
After saying that, Zhu Hongfang ignored him and walked towards the camp, leaving the burly man alone in the wind.
After a while, he ran back to his camp as if he had gone crazy and told everyone what had happened. Everyone was also confused.
There were even a few who were not determined and sat directly on the bed, complaining angrily.
"Why do Xia people not have to do corvee service, but we have to work?"
"Yes, I remember one time when I was doing corvee work in winter, it was so cold that I lost all feeling in my hands."
One of the soldiers turned red-eyed and sobbed, "My father died when he was doing corvee service, and even his body was not found."
"No, Xia people also need to perform corvee service, but Yuntong under the rule of Lord Wu An does not need to perform corvee service."
In an instant, the atmosphere dropped to the extreme, and many people sighed.
On the fourth floor of the mansion, Yang Qian was pushed in turns by the little girl and the little cotton-padded jacket.
The taste was so refreshing that my whole body felt limp and powerless.
The two girls would not stop massaging until their hands turned red. After all, this was what Doctor Ge had personally told them.
However, they are not afraid of hard work. Firstly, it is a great honor to serve the Lord. Secondly, this essential oil is very expensive. During the massage, a lot of it was stained on their hands. This is the authentic massage oil.
"Your Majesty, General Zhu is already waiting for you." Xiao Yu walked in and reported softly.
Yang Qian closed his eyes tightly and frowned.
"This guy, it's okay to just report for a few days. No one is urging him anyway. What are you doing now?"
Xiao Yu didn't say much, just stayed by the side, following Yang Qian for so long, and knew that he was just complaining.
Finally, under the massage of the two maids, the essential oil was quickly absorbed into the skin.
It looks like my body is oily, but in fact, my body is very dry.
After putting on clothes, we came to the fifth floor.
"How did things go?"
Yang Qian asked directly.
"Your Majesty, the prisoners of war from the two countries are currently having conflicts and are denounced by their own country."
"oh?"
Yang Qian scratched his head. There was no reason. The knowledge of his own book was transferred to him unconsciously. It was impossible for him to have such a good effect after listening to it for a day.
Zhu Hongfang laughed and said, "Actually, they just sighed after listening to the content of the book. The main reason was that someone came to ask about this year's corvee issue."
"The general just told the truth. Unexpectedly, they collapsed and are still angrily blaming the mother country in the camp."
Yang Qian was stunned for a moment and felt happy. This was an unintentional act.
At this time, Zhang Yumeng, who had changed his clothes, came out of the room and smiled.
"Why, is this corvée so terrifying?"
