Datang broom star

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He turned to look at the people and got on his horse for a long time.

Jia Pingan and others went away.

Cui's people stood there dumbstruck.

Without hermits, what else do they have?

The vast fertile land is uncultivated, and the original money-making tool has become a burden.

"What else do we have?"

Someone cried out.

But they sadly found that they could not resist.

Unlike the Guanlongmen Clan, the gentry infiltrated by wielding power, which can be said to moisten things silently.On the other hand, Guan Long was aggressive, directly controlling the army, and killing anyone who refused to accept it.

"They turned out to be human too?!"

A teenager said in surprise.

……

Hebei Road is in chaos.

Hermit households are 'causing chaos' everywhere, and those gentry and aristocratic families have dispatched private forces to suppress them.

Outside a farm in Fanyang County, dozens of slaves were holding sticks and grinning grinningly.

"beat!"

In front of them are hundreds of hermits.

There is no fear in the eyes of those hidden households, only longing for the future.

They knew very well that they would be free after rushing out of this land that their ancestors had been imprisoned for hundreds of years.

"kill!"

In the distance, Jia Pingan and the prince were watching this scene.

"Uncle, why don't you help them?"

Li Hong felt that he should help.

Jia Ping shook his head.

Hissing, screaming...

Before long, those slaves were defeated.

"We won!"

The hermits raised their arms and shouted.

There was less timidity in their eyes and more confidence.

……

"Your Majesty, the Hebei Road is in chaos."

The courtiers were crying.

The emperor on the throne had blurred vision and said calmly, "No mess!"

……

Zhechong Mansions all over the country have received military orders.

"Your Majesty has ordered that Zhechong Mansions in various places should keep an eye on the local clans. Once there is a conflict between the hidden households and the clans..."

Teams of sergeants stood in formation on the edge of the field, and in front of them, the slaves were shouting and cursing.

"Do you know which family Yeye belongs to? Get out of here!"

"Draw the knife!"

Captain Zhechong drew out his horizontal knife, his tiger eyes narrowed slightly, "Get lost!"

He raised the horizontal knife, "Ten breaths!"

But five breaths later, those slaves rushed away.

The hermits came out cautiously, and after some disputes, a child came over and knelt down.

"Thank you."

Captain Zhechong withdrew his knife: "No need."

A sergeant asked, "Where are they going?"

Captain Zhechong turned around and said, "They are going to be human beings."

A group of almost slave-like hermits walked out of the rich farmland that had imprisoned their ancestors for hundreds of years. They came to the government timidly, hunched over, with flattering smiles on their faces...

"Chen Er, where are your family of seven going?"

An old farmer bowed his head and said, "Go to Anxi, go to Anxi!"

He took a step forward, bending his waist more and more, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask you, how is Anxi's side... now? Will there be weapons?"

The little official in charge of the registration glanced at him, "There are a lot of people going to Anxi... It turned out to be chaos, the Turks and the Tubo people were all staring at Anxi, but the Turks have been beaten away, and the 30 Tubo army was wiped out." ...there is civil strife now! Anxi...is very peaceful!"

The old farmer said happily: "That's where the gods live! Your Majesty... Your Majesty is really a good Majesty!"

The little official smiled, "Your Majesty is naturally good. When you arrive in Anxi, you will be able to share the land and enjoy tax exemption for five years. Schools are being built everywhere over there now. Do you know what's new?"

There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold and heat.The old farmer shook his head blankly, "I don't know!"

The little official said: "His Majesty Xinxue praises you. For the sake of schools all over the place, the students in Chang'an City pack their bags and shout...take the world as their own responsibility and go to the four directions...Look at those boys in your family, At that time, you can go to school and learn new things! You may not be able to be an official in the future, and the days of happiness are still to come!"

The old farmer shivered, "Can you really read? I haven't read a book in hundreds of years!"

The little official said with a smile: "We have this new school here, and most of the people who go to study are the children of the common people. But now those officials' children are also trying their best to send their children there... you will enjoy the blessing."

The old farmer turned around excitedly, "This... this... what should I say?"

He asked, "May I ask where Chang'an is?"