I am the king of the dead

Chapter 526 Wang Fu inspects the military horses, hunting in the Tianshan Mountains

Wang Fu walked through the long domed corridors. These corridors have changed their appearance and become square. All the rooms have added some window rails to make them brighter.

Wang Fu finally walked into the Advisory Council.

The Advisory Council is a very good place to adjust the conflicts of various ethnic groups and classes.

Fighting here is much better than fighting outside. The model of the Advisory Council created by Li Xian is very suitable for a complicated place like Samarkand.

At least there is a place to talk, someone in charge, who can stand on a certain value and make some judgments on things. If it is really impossible to reconcile, then go out and beat you to death.

The Advisory Council has always been noisy, Wang Fu just walked into the Advisory Council, and immediately became quiet.

Wang Fu stood still and adjusted his mood.

When he came out of Lan Palace, Wang Fu's mood was very gloomy.

He didn't know when, Yexian would be impatient and wanted to really kill the killer. In order to prevent Yexian's fear, he never recruited those brave Wala people.

He didn't want anything to happen. Da Ming was gradually encroaching on the country of Hami. Once the barrier of the Tianshan Mountains was cleared, Da Ming and Samarkand would be directly connected.

He didn't want Da Ming to lose Samarkand, it would be Da Ming's bridgehead in the Western Regions, and it was extremely important to Da Ming.

Wang Fu stood still and looked at the Advisory Council. Over the years, he has cultivated here, worked hard here, and watched Samarkand become better and better. This pearl is getting brighter and brighter. Died at Yexian's hands.

Wang Fu stood in front of the door and did not enter, but everyone saw Wang Fu, and several people whispered among themselves.

"Did we quarrel too much? Wang Zizheng's expression is too bad."

"Probably, in the future, the trivial matters in each of our families can be solved by ourselves. If we insist on bringing this kind of occasion, Wang Zizheng is so busy every day, and he must be dissatisfied with dealing with these matters."

"Indeed, Wang Zizheng has worked so hard, so let's not bother him too much. Wang Zizheng is a master! It's really shameful for us to bother Wang Zizheng about losing chickens all day long."

"That's right, if Wang Zizheng gets annoyed and favors others, wouldn't we be unlucky?"

"Did you quarrel with Oala's Dashi? Why did you look so embarrassed when you lost the quarrel?"

"When did Wang Zizheng lose a fight with Wala's Dashi? At Dashi's level, arguing with Wang Zizheng is a self-inflicted humiliation."

"It's not a fight..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

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Wang Fu had keen eyes and ears, so he naturally heard these conversations. He walked through the oval and stood on the round platform in the middle. He put an hourglass on the table and said, "Let me say a few words."

"First of all, you can come to me for any small conflict, whether it is a chicken or a bowl. Although I am busy, dealing with the affairs of various ethnic groups is my primary responsibility. Everyone can come to me with peace of mind. I will not get bored."

"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, I don't want any tribe to kill blood because of a chicken and a bowl."

"It's not worth it."

Wang Fu was very cautious in dealing with trivial matters between different clans. Only when he got here did he know that there were clan vendettas where tens of thousands of people died for a single chicken.

It was originally a small conflict, but after a few quarrels, it started to fight. The loser was full of resentment and wanted to get back the game and wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

Those who have won continue to chase with high spirits.

Especially when looking for a place, it will become more and more troublesome, which is uncontrollable.

Before Wang Fu arrived in Samarkand, the vendettas here would really be because of a pool, a pot, and a piece of pasture, killing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

According to his theory of cattle and horses, for herdsmen, it is natural that all kinds of cattle and horses should not be allowed to fight and kill all day long, grazing with peace of mind, and contributing their labor value is what cattle and horses should do.

Wang Fu continued: "Second point, if the tribes fight privately without the resolution of the Advisory Council, don't come to me. Privately fighting is based on the law of rebellion. This is what I have repeatedly emphasized. A hundred times, I have to say it every time the Advisory Council discusses it."

The private fight was regarded as the crime of treason, and the three tribes of Fayi and Yi were even seated.

This is an extremely terrifying decree.

It is one of the 64 articles written in the original "Samarkand Magna Carta". Once anyone violates it, everyone will attack it together.

Private fighting with weapons is the main reason for the tribes to kill each other. This kind of legal robbery against each other makes all tribes go to the Advisory Council to talk about it no matter what, and they will not easily use force.

Wang Fu is more Legalist than Legalist.

Of course, with the passage of time, with the establishment of order, and with the determination of consensus, there are fewer and fewer trivial matters among the tribes.

"The third point is that Wala Dashi and I are brothers. We had a quarrel because of some things, but it was just a trivial matter."

"Okay, let's discuss politics." Wang Fu opened his memo, read it for a long time and said, "The first thing is to build a university."

"We are going to build two colleges in Samarkand and Suiye City. These two schools are open to all ethnic groups. The establishment of these two schools requires a lot of money and food. The Lan Palace will pay [-]%, and the remaining [-]% ​​will come from Uzbek Suiye. city, and the other [-]% needs to be shared equally among all ethnic groups.”

"Is there any objection?"

The Uzbek Minister of State immediately stood up and said: "Our school in Suiye City can be borne by us in Suiye City! We don't need the support of Lan Gong."

"Wang Zizheng, we are rich!"

It’s okay to build a school, but it’s not okay for the Oirats to pay for it.

The counselor’s proposal is very interesting. Uzbek people are very rich. There are 30 sheep herding alone. There is a million-dollar horse ranch. If they are not so harsh, they can gather [-] war horses and form an army of about [-]. There are more than one million people, which is the largest force in Samarkand except for the Oirats.

They don't want the Oirats to stretch their hands too long or stretch them too wide.

"I will communicate with you in private." Wang Fu said with a smile, "Does anyone have any other ideas?"

The Turkic counselor stood up and asked loudly: "What do you study after building a school? A seminary?"

"At present, there are sinology and mathematics." Wang Fu thought for a while and said, "Do you want to study theology? If you want to, it's not impossible. You can add another subject, and you have to pay more."

"Forget it." The Turkic man thought for a while and sat down.

This university cost more than 20 silver coins, and one subject would cost at least more than [-] silver coins, which he couldn't afford.

To Wang Fu's surprise, the matter of Sinology was notified in advance, and none of the counselors consulted or opposed the establishment of Sinology.

They are more worried about whether there is a teacher.

They did not resist Sinology, and even yearned for it. However, there was no such condition in the past, so there was little resistance for Wang Fu to open Sinology.

The members of the Advisory Council were still arguing, and Wang Fu dealt with it until sunset, and then dragged his exhausted body away from the gate of the Advisory Council.

After returning to his place, he stretched vigorously, and said to the Uzbek counselor behind him: "Farewell to the moon, the Han School in Suiye City, let Lan Gong pay [-]%."

Yuebie is the minister's name, which means brave and fearless.

"Wang Zizheng, we have money, so we don't need to listen to the Wala people!" Yue Ren lived up to his name, he was very brave.

He didn't think the Oirats would last long without Wang Fu. In his heart, there was absolutely no need for the Oirats to be the boss.

Wang Fu turned around and patted Yuebie's arm with a smile on his face and said, "Yuebie, Wala has a strong army of 20 troops, and Suiye City has less than [-] troops, do you understand?"

"Weakness is the original sin."

Yuebie blushed and said, "The Uzbeks are all warriors! Oala only has... 20 troops."

"They're nothing but robbers!"

Wang Fuyu said earnestly: "You are still not satisfied with the robber's reasoning with you. You insist on the robber taking away your hard-earned sheep and horse team, your doting wife, and your doting children."

"They will slaughter your sheep to celebrate their achievements, your horses will become their war horses and trample your pastures, your wives will be abused by them, and they will even bear children for them."

"Your children become the new bandits. They don't know who they are, and maybe they think they are Oirats."

Only [-] children of the Oirats can become a small one. When the Oirats rob other tribes, they will keep the children who don’t remember anything. Whoever survives is the Oirats.

The most unacceptable thing for Yue Bie was that his own child became the son of the enemy, and he finally felt a little depressed.

"Are you willing to see such a situation?" Wang Fu knew that Yue Bie had been persuaded by himself, and asked fiercely.

Yue Bie said loudly: "I don't want to."

Wang Fu sat on his soft rattan chair and said with a smile, "Then listen to me."

"The only things that can be taught in the Han School are Sinology and arithmetic. What do you think the Oirats can teach?"

"So don't worry."

When Yue Bie heard this, she finally beamed with joy. At least when Wang Fu was still alive, the Han School in Suiye City was actually under the jurisdiction of Wang Fu.

Wang Fu chatted with Yue Bie about the government affairs of Suiye City for a long time before letting Yue Bie go back to Suiye City.

After dinner, he walked out of the Lan Palace in a big cloak and headed for the military camp outside the city.

The Martial Arts Lecture Hall in Samarkand is located in the Lan Palace. When Wang Fu is not busy in the Advisory Council, he will go to the Lecture Hall to sit on duty.

Every day after sunset, he would go to inspect the army.

Translation Translation is to read military horses every day.

After the army was reorganized, it was organized into twelve regiments and battalions.

These twelve regiment camps are full of generals and heralds taught by Wang Fu.

First of all, he seldom went to the lecture hall, and he seldom went to the barracks.

Wang Fu never stopped for a day. He had to inspect the Juma Pit outside the camp to prevent people from attacking the Wala camp, and he also checked the armory every day to prevent people from stealing or catching fire.

The most important thing is that he will communicate with the thousands of households in each regiment camp, and ask about the difficulties, so as to prevent the occurrence of disturbances in the Wala camp.

When Wang Fu walked into the big tent of the Chinese army, he saw that the 12 households headed by them frowned, and said sharply, "Didn't you let each of you take turns to see Dashi in Lan Palace every day?"

"Didn't you go?!"

After arriving at the barracks, Wang Fu's demeanor became brave.

When Wang Fu didn't collect them at night, he fought life and death with Oara's scouts, and exchanged his own life for the life of the young Oara scouts.

If it weren't for Xin Kejing's superb medical skills at the Taitai Hospital, he would have been a dead soul long ago.

Wang Fu asked the ten thousand households of the major regiment camps to go to the Lan Palace every day to invite them to visit the camp first. Even if they could not be invited, each ten thousand households should meet Dashi and report the military plan.

"Whose turn is it today?" Wang Fu asked after looking around.

Eleven thousand households looked at one of them in unison.

"Governor Wang! I went to Lan Palace today, and Dashi went hunting in Tianshan! I didn't go back to Lan Palace, but I came back." The man immediately replied loudly.

Wang Fu was taken aback, did he really go hunting first?
He nodded and said, "I'm going back to check on Lan Gong's access. If you lie, do you know what you're charged with?"

The Wanhu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I know, I will never dare to lie to Governor Wang."

The governor of military affairs is Wang Fu's official position in the army. He is in charge of military discipline and is stern and selfless. These thousands of households are afraid that they will be caught by Wang Fu and beaten up.

They are all tough men in the army, not afraid of being beaten, but afraid of being humiliated.

Once beaten, basically the whole army knows about it.

Wang Fu began to ask about military affairs, especially about whether there were any private looting and looting, as well as military drills, deployment, food, and military equipment.

"Very well, there is no one to beat today." Wang Fu not only had these old notes written by Wan Hu, but also countless summaries of commanders.

Overall, military discipline is much stronger than when they first arrived in Samarkand.

The twelve thousand households finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Wang Fu's words. The most difficult thing to endure every day is that Governor Wang inspected the military discipline of the army. thing.

military discipline?Where did the Oirats pay attention to this before?

But the stricter the military discipline, the stronger the army's combat power, so although the ten thousand households were reluctant, they still implemented it very well. After getting used to it, they didn't think there was anything wrong with this tough military discipline.

For Wan Hu, the people under them are becoming more and more obedient.

Wang Fu put down the matter at hand, and said very seriously: "Recently, the weather has been dry and the weather has turned cold. This is the time when the plague is at its worst. Regularly dry the bedding and clean the barracks every day. I have to check every day."

"If the internal affairs are done well and the sanitation is done well, the plague will not break out."

"This is the Winter Epidemic Prevention Regulations. Every one of the above must be fulfilled. If you can't do it, from one hundred to ten thousand households, each person will have ten army sticks."

One million households read the regulations for a long time and said, "Isn't it the same as last year?"

It is indeed the same, Che Jilu said, it is the norm in the barracks.

He shook his head and said, "Do you want your robe to die of the disease?"

"No, no." The Wanhu hurriedly picked up the regulations and said, "We must do our housework well!"

Wang Fu stood up, and the twelve thousand households stood up immediately: "The Ottomans are attacking Rome. The Turks of the Timur Kingdom have clashed with the Shendu people in the south this autumn. Ladies and gentlemen, restrain your generals." , don’t disturb the side at will, and prevent conflicts.”

"Yes!" Many thousands of households immediately shouted loudly.

Wang Fu left the camp.

"Our Governor Wang is so strict!" a Wanhu said relaxedly.

"No, I'm scared to death. Look at that look. It doesn't look like a scholar. It's clearly a martial artist."

"It's better to be strict. This year we have no epidemics, no camps attacked, and no camps rioted. Isn't it good? Governor Wang has thought of everything."

"Where is the big stone?"

"I really went to Lan Palace. I waited until sunset, but Dashi didn't come back! Dashi is in Tianshan."

"Hunting every day, all the rabbits in Tianshan know Dashi." A Wanhu complained in a low voice.

　As for the big stone, the big stone is in the Tianshan Mountains.Ask for a monthly pass! ┗|｀O′|┛Aw~~! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　
　
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