Chapter 1414 Gather People's Hearts and Plan in a Secret Room

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These words directly exposed the heart, and they were somewhat pointing the country. No one else dared to speak, except Atai, who claimed to have a high status, dared to say something.

"Xing Hebo has far-sighted eyes. Thinking about His Majesty is even more frightening to see. Xiao Wang is somewhat looking forward to it, but also a little scared."

A gust of wind blew past, and the smoke that was quite artistic was blown away, and there was no more beauty.

Fang Xing smiled with a serious expression on his face.

"What is foundation? That is inheritance."

Fang Xing saw that the nobles were listening to the interpreter, so he slowly said: "The Han people's inheritance is too long, it has been rooted in the blood and bone marrow of the Han people, no matter how cruel and powerful a foreign race can rule for a long time Han people, because that inheritance will awaken the unyielding in their blood. Go forward and never surrender, no matter how powerful the alien race is, they will have to leave, just like the Mongols who were invincible back then."

Atai couldn't take it anymore, because there were quite a few Tatars in the Mongolian Yuan Empire.

Fang Xing smiled, and said confidently: "Remember, live a good life, then everyone will be better."

At this time, a nobleman suddenly yelled, Fang Xing looked over, and the interpreter said: "Uncle, he said he is not Han, so what should we do?"

Tang Sai'er also felt that this was a problem, so he whispered to Lin San, "They are barbarians."

Lin San nodded and said, "Well, a barbarian is a barbarian."

"Yes, barbarians are barbarians, and we are Ming people!"

Those military households raised their heads proudly and said that they were proud of their identities, and they would not envy Rong Di in the slightest.

At this moment, Fang Xing remembered the words of the old man beside Pogangdu: We have lived here for generations, we will work at sunrise and return at sunset. Except for Rong and Di, we are all of us. What kind of clan do we want?

At this moment, he thought of those children who read books. They were unfamiliar with those square characters, from being difficult to hold the pen, and the words they wrote were like dogs crawling, to easily writing one by one with a soft brush. It is a strong and powerful square character.

He thought of those nights and nights, and thought of no matter how old a high-ranking official was, he had to smile and bow when facing his parents...

This is inheritance!

No matter how awesome Liu Bang is,

But when facing his father who favored his eldest brother when he was young, he only dared to make fun of the past, and then built a village for his father according to the appearance of his hometown.

Fang Xing smiled, and said: "Rong Di entered Huaxia and recognized Huaxia, then he is Han. Yes, he is Han!"

There was no sound, only the words of the interpreter echoed.

"Rong Di entered Huaxia and recognized Huaxia, so he is a Han Chinese."

Yes, if Da Ming wants to suppress the world with one hand, he must have an external policy.

The so-called Rongdi are alien races.

How to deal with alien surrender?

Fang Xing believes that it should be assimilated gradually. Of course, some of them cannot assimilate, and most of them cannot. Therefore, what those Rongdi need is alienation, so that they will decline in the rolling tide of history, unable to recover from a setback, and unable to turn around!

"Is it true?"

Those nobles were overjoyed when they heard it, Fang Xing nodded and said: "Many famous celebrities in history were not Han, but they all acted as Han, so whether it is history books or ordinary people, they all think they are Han. The same can apply now."

A nobleman asked cautiously: "Uncle, if we submit to Daming, will someone liquidate us... and call us barbarians?"

The term barbarian appeared too early, and it has always been a derogatory term for people in the Central Plains to call people other than themselves.

"Won't."

Fang Xing didn't show kindness today and brought someone to help, his purpose was to win the hearts of these Tatars.

"Da Ming has a broad mind. As long as you can regard yourself as a Daming person and act according to the behavior of a Daming person, you will be a member of the Ming Dynasty from now on, and you will be sheltered by His Majesty and the Daming army."

Fang Xing smiled. At this moment, he is Zhu Di's spokesperson. Wang He behind him will report his words and deeds to Zhu Di in time. If Zhu Di thinks that he has made a big mistake, he will naturally reprimand or deal with him.

But Fang Xing knew what Zhu Di was thinking. He was an emperor who yearned for Daming to stand on top of the world. How could he let go of this opportunity to assimilate the Tatars.

This is the credit!

Seeing those nobles whispering to each other with joy on their faces, Wang He had already prepared a draft in his heart.

Your Majesty, Xing Hebo's words won the hearts of the Tatar nobles. After that, if Atai wants to have a different heart, he must first face internal opposition, how difficult it is!

Atai was silent for a while, then smiled brightly, and stretched out his hand.

Fang Xing smiled, stretched out his hand as well, and gave Atai a high five.

Snapped!

The sound is not loud, but it seems to resound through the sky.

The nobles were all happy, and after the news spread, the busy Tatars put down their work and cheered.

Some people are happy, while others are troubled, even hated.

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"Mingren... Really accepted the hearts of those fools?"

In a tent, an old man with a goatee was sitting near the inside. He looked at the man kneeling in front of him and sneered, "Ah Tai is an idiot. Those people were won over by that demon god with just a few words. In the future, he will It's just an empty shell, you can only sit and eat and wait to die!"

The kneeling man was startled, he felt that sitting and waiting to die was a state of life that he couldn't even hope for.

Limang flashed in the old man's eyes, and he muttered: "We cannot be enslaved by Ming people, Atai is no longer suitable to be our king..."

The man raised his head and asked inquiringly, "Then... do it? To whom? Atai or that demon god?"

The old man said lightly: "Why not at the same time...is there any difficulty?"

"No!"

The man felt the pressure and saw sweat on his forehead.

The old man said disdainfully: "Atai is originally a puppet. It used to be a puppet of Alutai, but now it is a puppet of Ming people. How can He De rule us?"

The man whispered: "Yes."

The old man narrowed his eyes and said: "Go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news, it's best if the Ming army is in chaos, and then we can enter Xinghe Fort to plunder, and finally take the group away and live our happy life day."

The man's back was covered with sweat, and the tent was already stuffy. Hearing this, his breathing became short of breath, which made the old man a little dissatisfied.

"What are you afraid of?"

The man bowed his head and said, "No, I'm not afraid."

The old man said in a deep voice: "Even if it doesn't work, we can still join the Oirats."

The man raised his head again and said, "The Kovala people will not believe us, they will throw us into the sheepfold and become slaves from then on."

Tatar and Wala are feuds!

The old man's eyes were sharp, and he growled: "That was in the past, but now the Tatars as an independent and powerful tribe no longer exist, understand?! At this moment we are in the same group as Tuo Huan, he is not a fool, Even a fool can't integrate the three tribes of Oara, so he will only welcome our existence!"

The man trembled and said: "Yes, I will arrange it right away, but...the demon god is surrounded by people to protect..."

"so what?"

The blood vessels on the old man's temple burst, and he said through gritted teeth: "That's an illusion! In Xinghe Fort, that demon god won't guard against assassins, understand you idiot!"

The man nodded, got up and said, "Then I'll go now."

The old man beckoned, and the man approached and bowed his head.

The old man's eyes flashed with ambition that didn't match his age, and he said in a low voice: "Those guys can't all be willing to belong to the Shunming people, that Xinghe Bocai will cast another Jingguan, you can see that Jingguan stone Is it? Horrible! That eye seems to come from the endless hell..."

The man thought of the Jingguan stone, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The old man sneered and said, "Why did that demon god make people carve only one eye? Because Tuo Huan is still there, he wanted the other eye to appear in front of Tuo Huan's corpse. Terrible people, who have never seen such a wise man, If we don't get rid of him, no one can rest in peace!"

"After Tuohuan gets the news that Ba Gen's army has been wiped out, he will not be able to sleep, and we are the medicine that can calm him down, understand? Go, I'll wait for your good news."

The man nodded, then turned around.

"etc!"

The old man beckoned suddenly, the man turned around and saw him frowning in thought.

After a long time, the old man said: "Atai is secondary, because as long as there is that demon god, even if Atai dies immediately, that demon god can still suppress the tribe, so..."