Guzhu, also known as Taizhouwu in later generations, is five miles away from Baiwang Mountain and echoes the Heilongtan.

In the 19th year of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong of Tang established the Dianzhou here, gathered the Khitans, the Xi people and Turks and other nomadic tribes outside the frontier to live.

Although it followed the official rules and regulations of the Tang Dynasty, the Hu people were autonomous from top to bottom.

There are no towering city walls here. On the endless grasslands, lakes are covered with stars and rivers crisscrossing. The water and grass here are plump and a paradise for grazing. When Taizong was in power, he was known as the Khan of the Heavenly Khan and the four barbarians surrendered. A large number of Hu people moved to the Central Plains, which put huge pressure on the central government. Taizong was also worried that these Hu people would threaten their lives around Chang'an, so he ordered the Hu people to return to the border and establish a system of banishing states.

Yang Shouwen stood on the carriage and looked up.

Taizong was very capable, but he seemed to have made mistakes like the Eastern Han regime made in the issue of ethnicity.

I recall that during the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Han people defeated the Huns and pacified the north.

It was originally a great opportunity to expand territory, but because of the surrender of the Southern Xiongnu, the Eastern Han regime handed over the Hetao area to the Xiongnu for self-control, and raising tigers was a disaster, which eventually led to a bad situation of the Five Barbarians' invasion of China. Although Taizong's system of banishing prefectures could temporarily stabilize the Hu people to a certain extent. However, these Hu people occupied a place with abundant water and grass to rest, and were afraid that in the end, they would evolve into a situation of raising tigers as a disaster. In history, wasn't the Khitans rising outside the Great Wall like this?

It cannot be said that Li Shimin is not capable enough, nor that his advisers around him are not smart enough.

It can only be said that in this era, people have not truly realized the greatness of Chinese civilization, nor are they clear about the huge tolerance of Chinese civilization. Only after experiencing countless hardships can the glory of Chinese civilization shine in the sky.

"There are about 60,000 Hu people in Guzhu, which is five times the population of Changping."

Yang Chenglie's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light and he said softly: "There are many ethnic groups such as the Khitan, Turks, Xi people, and Xianbei, and there are even more conflicts with each other. The reason why the court can tolerate their existence is that on the one hand, it is because Juyongguan stationed more than 10,000 defenders, and at the same time, Changping County is a natural barrier for them to go south. In order to appease them, starting from His Majesty Taizong, the court allowed them to retain their customs and let them live here."

Speaking of this, Yang Chenglie gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, whipped his whip and rushed the horse to go towards Guzhu.

"After arriving at Guzhu, I will go to visit Guzhu County Magistrate.

You can walk around and observe the situation. But remember, don't conflict with them."

Yang Shouwen nodded and said, "Dad, don't worry, I know the importance of it."

The carriage slowly drove into Guzhu Station from the hillside, and there was no obstacle along the way.

The whole Guzhu is like a huge market.

However, it was getting late and the market seemed a little deserted. After the carriage entered, although someone looked here, no one came out to check. No wonder, there were many people coming to Guzhu, including merchants who came from the Central Plains.

The dress of Yang Chenglie and Yang Shouwen and his son, you can tell at a glance that they are a small businessman and they are not attracting people's attention at all.

The father and son stopped in front of a tent.

Yang Shouwen got out of the car and tied up the horse, then followed Yang Chenglie into the tent with a big gun.

The tent is very large and there are many tables and chairs inside. On one side of the tent is a row of ten meters long tables.

The two harlequins sat behind the table and napped. When they heard the sound, they opened their eyes.

"Are there any clean and quiet tents?"

As soon as Yang Chenglie spoke, Yang Shouwen smiled in his heart.

Originally, when he was in Changping, Yang Chenglie spoke in Youzhou dialect, and even had a little Changping area accent.

But at this time, he spoke fluent Mandarin.

Hu Ji was already sleepy, but when she heard Yang Chenglie’s official words, she immediately showed a bright smile.

Nowadays, being able to speak fluent Central Plains Mandarin is definitely a symbol of identity. Just as a fluent foreign language in later generations can be looked up at by others, for the Hu people in Guzhu, Central Plains Mandarin is synonymous with nobility.

"What kind of room do the guests want?"

"It's enough for me, my father and son to rest...but it would be better if I could be cleaner and quieter."

As he spoke, Yang Chenglie took out a piece of golden cake and placed it on the table.

Hu Ji's smile on her face became even brighter, and she hurriedly said, "Don't worry, guests, this is the best place for Guzhu. If I don't have a room that guests are satisfied with, even Guzhu can't satisfy the guests."

"Luzhu, sit there and do something, take the guests to see the accommodation."

The beard looked about thirty or forty years. When she smiled, she could clearly see the powder on her face falling.

The woman named Luzhu is not young anymore and is about to touch her around thirty years old.

He is plain and has no makeup on his face, but he has a delicate spirit. I think he should have been a stunning beauty when he was young.

She agreed, picked up a lamp, and led the way in front.

Yang Chenglie and his son followed Luzhu out of the tent and soon came outside a small tent.

Luzhu lifted the curtain, stepped into the tent, lit the oil lamp, and then stood at the door and said, "Customers are quite satisfied with this?"

Yang Chenglie walked in, glanced at him and nodded, "Just let me be here, I'm sorry for my sister."

Luzhu smiled slightly and bowed and left the tent.

Yang Shouwen leaned his gun against the door, looked at the decorations in the tent, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Dad, this environment is pretty good."

"That's!"

Yang Chenglie sat down with his clothes and said with a smile: "Guzhu is the largest prison in the pass."

Hu merchants outside the Great Wall and merchants from Central Plains are here to transfer goods. How can they be attractive if the environment is not good?"

As he said that, he pulled a mattress from the mat and lay down.

"Go to bed early. I'll go find someone tomorrow morning. If it goes well, I'll be able to get things done tomorrow and go home the morning after tomorrow."

"Here!"

Yang Shouwen agreed and lay down on another bed.

Yang Chenglie blew out the lamp, and the tent fell into darkness...

Yang Shouwen lay down on his back, but he was still thinking about what Yang Chenglie said on the road.

If the Yang family offended Wu Sansi, how did they offend it?

What happened that caused the Yang family to move to Changping and live in this wasteland for ten years?

Alas, it feels really troublesome!

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"Sir, save me; son-in-law, come and save me!"

The familiar and unfamiliar voice echoed in my ears again.

Yang Shouwen opened his eyes, but found that the scene in front of him was a little different from his previous dream.

In a wilderness, a group of people were fighting for death. Suddenly, an old man fell from the sky and saw him holding a big gun, which was like a dragon and a tiger, rushing left and right among the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Yang Shouwen.

Hey, tiger swallow?

Yang Shouwen recognized at a glance that the gun in the old man's hand was a big gun.

And the old man...

If you remember correctly, then it’s grandpa, Yang Dafang?

A woman was lying not far away in her arms with a newborn baby girl in her arms. A toddler walked to the woman, took off her cotton robe, and covered her body. Yang Shouwen looked at the child's gaze, but was stunned.

"Young mother?"

The baby girl actually looked exactly the same as the young lady. She looked at Yang Shouwen, but showed a strange expression.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in the baby girl's hand and stabbed Yang Shouwen fiercely... The sword light shone everywhere, and Yang Shouwen's body seemed to be frozen. He watched the sharp blade approaching him, and he couldn't even move.

"Young mother!"

Yang Shouwen shouted, opening his eyes.

The dazzling sunlight shone in from the small window of the tent. He felt a little dazzling, so he quickly closed his eyes and reached out to block it.

"Is the little official awake?"

A soft voice sounded at the door of the tent.
Chapter completed!