After deciding to marry Loufan, Zhao Xing held Loudi's shoulder: "My good Anda, your output is only cattle and sheep. In fact, the Central Plains can also grazed cattle and sheep, so your cattle and sheep are not necessary supplies in the Central Plains. Once the relationship between the two sides is tense, they can close your only means to turn money into materials."

Loudi nodded painfully: "Yes, the cattle and sheep produced by us grassland people can eat or not eat them. So when our relationship between us insisted, the countries in the Central Plains began to block the border again, leaving countless cattle and sheep dead on the grasslands. But we have nothing to show off in exchange for the Central Plains materials we must use our needles and threads. So in order to survive, we must use our lives to break this blockade, so we have to become enemies again, and both sides hurt each other. I really can't bear it."

Now Loudi has been slowly influenced by Zhao Xing and deeply influenced the bone marrow. He is eager to join China, but he must consider his own ethnic group. He hates war, but he must pick up the scimitar again and again.

Loudi is not the barbaric Loudi now. He has been assimilated by Chinese culture, to be precise, by Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing sighed with compassion: "We are good brothers, brothers, you are good brothers of Zhao, brothers. How can I not worry about you when facing your brothers?"

With such a confession, Loudi burst into tears of gratitude, and Xu Jie was covered in goose bumps - it was so stingy.

"If I teach you a new way to make goods, besides the cattle and sheep in Central Plains, there is a commodity that you have unique to you, and the people of Central Plains must, cannot or lack. Then, you will have a steady stream of income, and use this only product you own to break the possible blockade in the future, so that you can have food and clothing, will you still start a war?"

Loudi immediately rejoiced: "If such a thing can ensure that we can get rich and fed forever, why don't I live in harmony with the Zhao people for generations? Why should we use the lives of our young warriors to fight unnecessary battles?"

Then he solemnly promised, "At that time, please accept my tribe as a member of Zhao State, so that we will always guard the northern territory for Zhao State."

Zhao Xing patted his shoulder with emotion: "You are not a hero, you are a real hero. Only those who give up their desire for power and work wholeheartedly for their nation can be called national heroes."

Loudi grabbed Zhao Xing's hand: "You did the same, so you and my brother are two national heroes."

Zhao Xing deeply agreed. "My purpose is this of the 100 most intelligent women I left behind. I want to teach you a product made of wool that you discarded, to market it to the entire Central Plains and become a necessity for middle-aged people. Then you will get your unexpected wealth. In order to get such products from you, my Central Plains people must voluntarily break the blockade."

Loudi was completely stunned because in this era, and even in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the sheep on the grasslands were hair-losed in summer. For the grassland people, it was not wealth, it was a burden, a burden of uselessness.

"I will give these women the method of defatting the wool, and then let the women and children of Loufan weave it into wool, and then let me marry your 20,000 women to weave cloth. If that's not called it, I call him Ni, Mauni."

Loudi doesn't understand such complicated explanations.

Zhao Xing patiently explained: "It is still in the warm winter era, but as time goes by, the winter in the north and south will become colder and colder. And there is no cotton yet. What is cotton? This is the details, so don't yell at the details. In short, when people in the Central Plains keep warm in winter, the rich can only use three layers of hemp clothes inside and three layers of outer clothes to keep warm. The people in the middle and lower layers can only shivering on the kang I invented. So the whole winter for people in the Central Plains is a season that can do nothing, delaying production and life."

Lou Di and Xu Jie and others agreed with this view. It is precisely because of this reason that the people have lost one quarter of the year. As militants, they have lost the opportunity to start a war in winter.

"But my method is to use your abandoned wool to weave thick and warm Mauni. If the skilled girls add exquisite patterns, they will become the warm clothing for the entire Central Plains people to spend the winter." Then he patted Loudi's shoulder confidently: "At that time, it will not be you who ask the Central Plains people to obtain the necessary daily necessities. But on the other hand, the Central Plains people must ask you to obtain these wintering cloths. At that time, can the Central Plains people still block you and put you in a desperate situation?"

Hearing this vision, Loudi gave up his trip to his grassland and stayed with these hundred women. He wanted to witness the production of this kind of thing with his own eyes, and he wanted to see the magic of this kind of thing with his own eyes. Because this is their hope for a prosperous life in the future.

For women in the Central Plains, the only difficulty in weaving Mauni is to lose weight. Every woman can do it.

Just 10 days later, the first Mauni was produced. Then, Loudi took off the fishy and heavy old sheepskin robe that had been wearing for generations and put on this thick woolen robe.

Thick, warm and close to each other, the whole person became spiritually civilized. Standing at the wind, for an hour, Loudi came to Zhao Xing and knelt down with a bang. He no longer called Zhao Xing and Anda, but called Xingjun with a solemn expression. This is equivalent to surrender.

Zhao Xing helped him up seriously: "We are still in peace, this will not change in this life. If you are willing to use the most serious words to call me, and when the time is ripe, please call my king the king.

Loudi left, and left with the hundred master-level women who Zhao Xing gave them, with infinite gratitude to Zhao Xing and the thought of seeing Zhao Yong that aroused in his heart.

Looking at Zhao Xing, who was still crying and seeing those women from the Central Plains, Xu Jie stood side by side and asked: "Don't you feel guilty about what you just said? Do you have to use such despicable and despicable means to resolve possible wars in the north? Can't our Dai County completely conquer Loufan? Even if we can't, we can't develop for ten years, yet? Do you have to be so despicable?"

Xu Jie refers to the 20,000 women who Zhao Xing married and the strict requirement for them to go back to their parents' home to visit relatives every year.

Zhao Xing sighed: "The people of Central Plains have conquered grassland people countless times with their technology and population wealth, but have been harassed by grassland people countless times. Do you know why?"

Xu Jie didn't know.

"It's because, for example, I conquered the Loufan people in front of me, but in the near future, because of the weather, ambition, and greed, they will invade the Central Plains again. If I completely destroy him, then that huge grassland will be occupied by another nomadic people. If I go to Loufan and Linhu, Linhu, Donghu, Xiongnu, Xianbei, etc., endlessly.

Only by using this method can I turn Loufan into a part of our Central Plains people. Only when they occupy it can we have long-term stability."

"What if Lou Fanren, who has the blood of the Central Plains, invades the Central Plains because of his ambitions several years later?"

"That's different, because it's no longer an invasion of alien races, but a brotherly dispute."

Xu Jie asked, "Is there any difference?"

Zhao Xing asked back: "Is there no difference?"

Xu Jie was confused.

Zhao Xing went home.

Just three years later, when Zhao Xing was walking on the Loufan tribe on the grassland again, there were shouts from his uncles and uncles' children everywhere, causing Zhao Xing's pocket to suffer heavy losses.

Ten years later, when he went to the grassland again, he saw a boy from the Zhongyuan family riding on a war horse. He spoke the language of the Central Plains everywhere, and he saw simplified words.

Thirty years later, Lou Fanren no longer admitted that he was Lou Fanren. They proudly cast contemptuous eyes at other barbarians, claiming that they were the nephew of the Central Plains and were truly civilized people.

Forty years later, when Macedonia crossed India to the border of the Central Plains, there was such an iron cavalry and lion, both civilized and fierce, following Zhao Xing's army to destroy Macedonia.
Chapter completed!