Bring The System To Datang

In the afterglow of the setting sun, thirty horses ran on the road to the north, six post-Turkic men slightly opened their mouths, eyes revealing firmness.

They each had five horses, and they immediately carried their own ingredients and human food.

They need to go through a small desert first, the small desert under management, the Mu Us Desert.

Right now, the desertification here is not serious. After the well is drilled, there is an oasis, and everyone planted trees.

After waiting for the Mu Us Desert, the Kubuqi Desert is next. The Kubuqi Desert is large, on the southern bank of the Yellow River, just across the south.

After walking through this desert and crossing the Yellow River, it is the Tengger Desert, and the Tengger Desert is even bigger.

They can change to camels wherever they go, and run faster than horses on the sand.

Immediately there are compressed biscuits, pork floss, large grains of salt, pills for curing simple diseases, powder, sneezes, small sky monkeys, bottled alcohol, lighters, seven or eight pots, water sacs, dog leg knives, tactical sabers...

They brought a copy of the newspaper, and at the same time they brought the Prime Minister's book written by Bi Gou to persuade them to use it.

Li Yi wrote a separate letter telling the post-Turkic people that he promised that no one would be killed after surrendering.

Return to the arranged place, the original profuse sweat is still profuse.

Six Turkic people need to cross the desert and successfully find the own tribe.

In fact, it was very easy to find. The telegram was sent out, and the army staring at their people would help them show the way.

Finding the Datang army means finding a home, and can still provide supplies. It's really not a problem to send them back.

There is a village on the side of the road where they walked, and the people were rubbing the rope, using straw and wheat stalks to rub the rope. The straw was the most convenient way to rub the rope.

Wrap the young saplings in winter to keep them warm.

The Mu Us Desert is small, and when it hasn't become a large area, it quickly strangled it in the cradle.

In the Kubuqi Desert, Li Yi also tried to find a way. He couldn't think of it himself. Didn't he have experience in the country's desert management!

Some deserts were set aside by locals who had been governed, don't get rid of them all, expect tourists to come and visit the desert.

The six Turkic people did not have the problem of Li Yi's control of sand in their minds. They only knew that Li Yi had a great strategic layout.

He drove the own tribe further northwest. It is said that he wants to grow some potatoes in the original place of his tribe.

Did the own tribe delay him planting potatoes before he moved his hands?

I have to go back and tell the people how to freeze people and livestock less in winter. Li Yi's ability in this aspect is still worthy of trust.

It will not be fake if it is written in the newspaper and shown to the people of Datang.

Faced with the current situation of the war, the six people were at a loss.

They are in Chang'an Life, and others do not beat them, knowing that they are post-Turkic people, and those who do business still treat them equally.

This includes making money for others, and the people who look for them trust them very much.

The new crops planted by Lijiazhuangzi were harvested and sent to Honghe Temple for everyone to taste. They did not forget them.

Potatoes are delicious. I heard that the yield per mu is more than ten stones, no wonder they need to find a place to grow them.

In addition, the roasted sweet potatoes are sweet, the rice beans stewed and the vegetables are fragrant, and the kidney beans are suitable for frying.

Large pumpkins can be stored for one year, and there are vegetables to eat at any time.

However, Lijiazhuangzi does not give seeds, but only for people to eat. The cornmeal made from cornmeal is really fragrant and the yield is high.

Will own profuse surrender? Where did you live after surrendering?

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"Can the Turkic descend?" Liu Youqiu asked Li Yi when he had dinner in the evening. He was purely idle.

Everyone is eating a pot from the farmhouse, Li Yishi's northeast stew.

Inside are braised spine, potatoes, beans, corn segments, and a circle of corn flour pancakes is placed around the big iron pan.

If it is replaced with braised pork, beans, potatoes, eggplant, large peppers, and tomatoes, it will be a mess.

There is a lot of simmering soup, but the soup produced by the farmer’s pot is less, and the soup is rich.

The peasant’s pot of salted fish pancakes, which was born out of Lu cuisine, stewed the salted fish in the pot, and the rice noodle pancakes were placed around them.

After going through the Guandong, some northeastern regions had no sea fish and wanted to eat them, so I changed them.

Li Yi picked up a green onion and dipped it in the sauce: "No, I finally became a khan. If I surrender, I will lose my rights."

"Exactly." Bi Gou poured himself white wine, he wanted to drink two or two.

The dishes are not bad, in addition to the farm’s one-pot product, there is also a great harvest of dipping pickles.

Lijiazhuangzi's greenhouse can ensure that Zhuangzi can eat the vegetables of the four seasons at any time, such as cucumbers and eggplants, every day.

Plant in the greenhouse and the ground, plant one piece every month.

Bi Gou picked up the wine cup and heard it: "The Persuasion Letter is to give them a chance to use it in the future.

Compared with the post-Turkic surrender, being persuaded to surrender, he can still keep some face.

They learn how to spend the winter, even in summer, they will like to live in the house, the tent is sultry in summer.

When the conditions are ripe in the future, they will surrender and just adapt. "

Bi Gou doesn't need to ask Li Yi for such tactics. He understands that he is just helpless with technological arrangements and major strategic layout changes.

"One thousand and four hundred people, just like those who were captured before the war? Arranged to the area where the Southwestern Barbarians live? Other people can buy it?"

Li Rizhi's eyes were a little uncomfortable, and he choked his nose after learning Li Yi's green onions.

To sneak attack on the five thousand elites of the Xi clan, some of them died, and the rest were captured and escorted over there.

Lijiazhuangzi was in charge of taking over and threw it into the residential area of ​​Southwestern Man.

They have no weapons, and work with Xinan Man every day, burning and grinding cement.

The two sides don't look at each other. The post-Turkic people think that the southwestern barbarians are barbarians. They have no fighting power in battle. Will they be able to ride and shoot?

Southwestern Man thinks that later people can't even read Datang characters. Those who are clumsy and can only eat big pot of rice and can't cook by themselves.

The captured post-Turkic people consisted of a hundred people in a team, one person had an accident, the other team killed all, and sat in a row.

There are another 1,400 people, some of whom want to raise ten or eight laborers.

The trustee finds the relationship and finds Li Rizhi, Li Rizhi helps to ask, if it is okay to reply.

"If you don't sell it, they can't take good photos and promise to use restrictive tools and delay work."

Li Yi refused, and exchanged the things he captured, as well as the replaced horses, and gave him money.

The soldier’s family wanted life, and many people died in the Xi clan, and the pension was given a place.

Those who died for the Tang Dynasty wanted to enter the Martyrs Cemetery of the Tang Dynasty. Now there are only monuments of martyrs such as Yulin Feiqi on the north side of the imperial city.

When the expansion is completed, there will be many tombstones there. If it is admired by people, it will help treat some mental illnesses by the way.

Like always having nightmares, poor sleep quality, and thoughtfulness, taking medicine to the martyrs cemetery for one night.

If the people in the past felt frightened and afraid, it explained a problem, they didn't have a heart for Datang.

"Write down the people who want to buy prisoners." Li Longji ordered.

What if anyone wants to buy a dead man? Always tell the prisoners how bad Datang is, and use them when the time comes to kill.

Li Rizhi took out his pocket, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to the Gao Lishi next to him. He had already prepared.

When the other party finds him, he should understand the pressure he is under and the problems he needs to face.

Your Majesty asked, who would dare to hide?

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