Entrepreneurship in the Late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 16 Tang Nu
But it was of no avail. The two men were tied up with hemp ropes and dragged into the group of barbarians like two fat pigs.

After this battle, there were only three barbarians left, and their eyes were full of trance.

Zhao Huaian sighed, realizing that these people were not suitable to be warriors after all.

but……

They want to act like men.

Thinking about this, Zhao Huaian threw the two Tibetans to the ground and said to the three barbarians:
"These are the murderers of your companions. Pick up your knives and kill them!"

The only responses to Zhao Huaian were two pairs of blank eyes. They couldn't understand what Zhao Huaian was saying, but the remaining one rushed straight towards the Tibetan.

He was like a hyena, stabbing the Tibetan man's chest frantically with a dagger. The Tibetan man was suffocating due to lack of oxygen, and his eyes were like dead fish on the shore, growling and growling.

After killing one person, the barbarian rushed towards another one, but was kicked aside by Zhao Huaian.

Regardless of whether this person understood or not, Zhao Huaian said to this crazy barbarian word by word:
"I said, this is the murderer of your companions, not just you. Now throw the knife to them both."

At this time, Achimo had suppressed his grief and walked over to translate for the three of them.

The barbarian with crazy eyes looked at Zhao Huaian in fear, put the dagger on the ground and lowered his head.

After hearing what Aqimo said, the other two barbarians held their daggers tremblingly and stabbed the remaining Tibetan man frantically, as if they wanted to wash away their cowardice.

At this time, the old Mexican next to him whispered to Zhao Huaian:

"Lord, that person is called A Lilang, and the one who died is his brother."

Zhao Huaian took a look at the boy named Alilang and wanted to recruit him, so he asked Lao Mo:

"Go and ask him if he is willing to become my disciple and join my righteous society."

Lao Mo nodded and ran over to whisper in his ear.

Then the young Yi man named Alilang took a look at his brother's body and kowtowed to Zhao Huaian without hesitation, speaking in Yi language while kowtowing.

Lao Mo translated for Zhao Huaian:
"He said he had always wanted to be your disciple, Master, and that the most powerful warriors in the mountains were not as good as you, Master, but his brother disagreed and wanted to take him back to the village."

Zhao Huaian nodded and said to Lao Mo:
"Tell this young man that his name will be Wang Li from now on, and have him learn from me."

After saying that, Zhao Huaian left.

After seeing Zhao Huaian leave, the remaining two barbarians were about to say something, but finally remained silent.

Zhao Huaian actually saw that perhaps these two barbarians also wanted to become his disciples and join the Yi Society, but sorry, it was not a matter of whether they wanted to or not, but that he, Zhao Huaian, would not accept them.

In fact, Zhao Huaian easily analyzed the situation at that time.

When attacking the camp, he ordered that they must act in groups of two, and the two dead barbarians were carried out from different tents, which meant that their companions had abandoned them and escaped.

And when Zhao Huaian saw that there was no blood on the knives of the two barbarians, wasn't the situation clear?

Of course, the real situation may not be what Zhao Huaian analyzed, but Zhao Huaian doesn’t care. He has this prejudice in his mind and is unwilling to accept it.

Besides, the proportion of barbarians among his current disciples is too high. Whether from the perspective of his own safety or from the perspective of checks and balances, it is not appropriate to accept more barbarians.

However, Zhao Huaian didn't say a word of these words, and even his attitude towards the two barbarians did not change at all.

As I said, when we are in the same boat, don’t say anything that will undermine unity.

Zhao Huaian walked up to the Tibetan nobleman, looked at the trembling fat man, and wanted to draw his knife.

But at this time, Xian Yuyue came over and advised:

"Mr. Zhao, please hand this man over to me. I have a few questions for him."

Zhao Huaian grinned and nodded in agreement.

Then Xianyu Yue began to interrogate the noble in Tibetan in front of everyone.

Looking at Xianyu Yue's fluent Tibetan, Zhao Huaian stroked his short beard, feeling a little envious:
"These young men from aristocratic families know so much. They can even speak Tibetan. Why don't I learn it too? After all, knowing more foreign languages ​​opens up many new avenues."

But then he thought again, he had worked so hard to learn foreign languages ​​in his previous life, and now he had to learn foreign languages ​​again in the Tang Dynasty, wouldn't that be a waste?
If you don’t want to learn, then what’s the point of learning?

When Xian Yu Yue was asking questions, Zhao Huaian signaled Sun Tai with his eyes, asking him to have an extra ear nearby.

For some unknown reason, Zhao Huaian found that Sun Tai, Zhao Hu and others seemed to be more active than before. Could it be that his charm finally took effect?

He said that his excellence could not be hidden even if he wanted to! He, Zhao Huaian, was a man determined to become the succubus of the Tang Dynasty!
While Zhao Huaian was having fun in his head, Zhao Liu and Yang Mao came out with a group of people.

Yes, it’s about holding.

These people were all tied up with a hemp rope and pulled out like animals. They were naked and their hands and feet were covered with frostbite.

Seeing Zhao Huaian, Zhao Liu handed the rope to Yang Mao, ran over happily, and said happily:

"Zhao Da, these are Tibetan slaves. We found them in the cattle stable."

Zhao Huaian walked over and counted them. There were about twenty of them, all hunched over, like the walking dead. They were clearly afraid of the firelight, shielding their eyes with their hands and kneeling on the ground, not daring to look up at Zhao Huaian and the others, just numbly waiting for their fate to come again.

Zhao Huaian looked at these slaves and suddenly realized a problem, that is, he would definitely make a fortune after conquering this Tibetan camp.

But the problem is, he wants to run away, and he definitely can't take much with him with just these people.

Now it is different from the previous time when he was escaping on the battlefield. Throwing anything at this time would be like cutting his flesh.

Whether he can make it in the Tang Dynasty depends on these primitive accumulations.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huaian decided to take these slaves with him. After all, even if these people were like walking corpses, it shouldn't be difficult for them to carry things, right?

So, Zhao Huaian said softly:

"Do any of you understand me?"

Seeing no reaction from the crowd, Zhao Huaian shrugged, not surprised.

After all, the Tibetans couldn't understand Chinese, so how could these slaves understand it? However, for a simple task like carrying things, using hand gestures was enough.

But just when Zhao Huaian was about to turn around, he heard a mosquito-like humming sound behind him.

Then the voice was slightly louder, but it was:
"...My Lord...I...understand."

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the man stuttered at first, but his next sentence was much more fluent.

Zhao Huaian nodded in surprise, looked over, and saw a short man with messy hair and naked body talking.

He was surprised:

"Hey, how come you can speak Tang language?"

The dwarf said:
"My father taught me, and my father was taught by my grandfather. We are Tang people."

Zhao Huaian was stunned for a moment, took the torch from Lao Liu, leaned over to take a closer look, and then found that although these people were extremely thin and had plateau red, they did have traces of Tang Dynasty people between their eyebrows and eyes.

Now, Zhao Huaian was curious. Where did these Tang people come from?

The dwarf could not answer Zhao Huaian's doubts. He only knew that his grandfather was from Chengdu, and was then abducted by the Nanzhao people and then sold to the Tibetans.

Unlike Sun Tai and Zhao Hu who were armored slaves, the Tibetans did not treat these Tang slaves as human beings, but treated them like cattle and horses.

After learning more about them, Zhao Huaian found out that most of them no longer knew Tang language at all, and only the dwarf in front of him still insisted on learning the words left by their parents.

This made Zhao Huaian look at him sideways. This kid has a strong mind and is a good seedling.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huaian said softly:

"Do you have a name?"

The dwarf shook his head. He only knew that his surname was Niu, but he had no name.

Zhao Huaian, who was crazy about naming, immediately gave the dwarf a new name:
"From now on, your name will be Niu Li. Just follow me and I will make sure you live like a human being."

When Niu Li, who had received a new name, heard the word "human-like", his cloudy eyes flashed. He looked at the tall man in front of him and kowtowed heavily.

Zhao Huaian waved his hand and asked Zhao Liu and others to prepare a tent for Niu Li and other Tang slaves to live in, and to prepare some clean water and dry food, but no meat.

It’s not that Zhao Huaian is reluctant to give up meat, but given the situation of these people, eating meat will only harm them.

After sending Niu Li and the others away, Xianyu Yue had finished questioning. Zhao Huaian was about to walk over when he saw Xianyu Yue pull out a dagger and cut the neck of the Tibetan noble, and then stabbed another person to death.

Xianyu Yue took action here, and Ren Tong and Song Yuan also rushed into the Tibetans and killed them everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Tibetans with their hands tied were hacked to death by Xianyu Yue and his two men. Their bodies were piled together and blood flowed like a river.

The sudden change scared Sun Tai and Zhao Hu who were standing nearby, and they subconsciously pointed their knives at Xian Yu Yue and the other two.

Zhao Huaian's face was also extremely bad. He felt that Xian Yu Yue had no respect for him at all. These people surrendered because of the Tibetan nobles, and those nobles were captured by him, so these Tibetans should also be his prisoners.

And now Xianyu Yue killed all his captives without even saying hello. How could Zhao Huaian tolerate this?
But just as Zhao Huaian was about to step forward and ask angrily, Xian Yu Yue reacted first.

He glanced at Sun Tai and Zhao Hu, ignoring them, then shook off the blood on the knife and put it back into the sheath.

Seeing the anger on Zhao Huaian's face, Xian Yuyue remained calm. He walked over and said to Zhao Huaian:

"Mr. Zhao, please come over here. I have something confidential to discuss with you."

As he spoke, Xian Yuyue took the initiative to enter the middle tent.

Zhao Huaian suppressed his anger and saw Sun Tai, Zhao Hu and Yang Mao running over to confront Ren Tong and Song Yuan. He cursed:
"We are all family. Why are you still standing here? Go collect the spoils. Lao Yue will kill those prisoners, and the rest of the spoils will be ours."

After saying this, he took another look at the corpse of the Tibetan noble on the ground, shook his head, and then walked into the middle tent.

He wanted to see what Xian Yu Yue was up to.

(End of this chapter)