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Children of Mukui and Tumu in Guizhou, including orphans of Ming soldiers like Fang Zeyu, were selected to study in Nanjing as long as they were of the right age.

In Sichuan, Hunan and Guangxi, those chieftains who were willing to surrender were not only given exclusive business, but many could also get minor officials such as mayors. Their children have all arrived in Nanjing, and Jinling University has specialized basic courses.

"It's okay if you're not allowed to bring an entourage. Why can't you bring your own horse?" Meng Tai complained, rubbing his ankles.

She Qi held up the skin bag to drink water and said mockingly: "A Yi man can't even walk on mountain roads?"

Meng Tai sighed: "I can't even speak Chinese. Even if I go to Nanjing, I will definitely not be able to learn to read." After a while, Meng Tai pointed to Lu Tianxiang who was resting under the tree, winked and said, "That woman is so beautiful, you know Which company is it from?"

She Qi said: "He is from the Lu family."

The surnames of the Yi people at this time basically have historical inheritance.

The person named Meng may be a descendant of the Nanzhao royal family.

The person named Wumeng may be a descendant of King Wumeng of the Song Dynasty.

Even a girl like Lu Tianxiang, with small earth-like eyes, had a wealthy ancestor. The surname "Lu" was given by Zhu Yuanzhang. Most of the Yi surnames were changed after the Lu surname migrated.

In the late Ming Dynasty, common people of the Yi ethnic group generally had only a given name but no surname.

The one named Azhu means fox; the one named Ahai means mouse; the one named Kera means puppy... There are also names like Ergu, which means craftsman, and they are obviously taller than kittens and puppies. .

This time, Zhao Han ordered that civilians and slaves must give themselves a surname when they settled down.

Then a scene that made people laugh and cry appeared——

Official: Do you have a Chinese name?

People: No.

Clerk: Take one.

People: No.

Clerk: What's your name?

Common people: A Zhang (crow).

Clerk: What’s your last name?

People: No.

Clerk: Take one.

Common people: What is your last name, Mr. Guan?

Official: surname is Wang.

Common people: Then my surname is also Wang, and my name is Wang Azhang (Wang Crow).

Due to the language barrier, a translator was provided throughout the process.

Basically, whatever the surname of the official who registered the household registration was, those Yi civilians would have the same surname, which caused Zhang, Wang and Li Zhao to flourish everywhere in Shuixi.

"Let's set off!" shouted the Han official leading the team.

Meng Tai patted his butt and stood up, quickened his pace, ran to Lu Tianxiang and chatted up: "I am Meng Tai from Mu Xishan, what is your name?"

"Lu Tianxiang." The girl strode forward.

Mengtai said: "We also have people named Lu over there. Don't you, Ada, have a son? You are the only woman on this trip to Nanjing."

Lu Tianxiang said: "My two elder brothers are already over sixteen years old."

Mengtai said: "Those Han officials said that those who went to Nanjing to study this time can return to Shuixi to serve as officials in the future. If your elder brother doesn't go, will you be asked to return to Shuixi to serve as an official?"

Lu Tianxiang held her head high and said, "I want to be a female general."

Meng Tai glanced at the bow and arrow on her back: "Can you shoot arrows?"

Lu Tianxiang asked back: "Mu Kui from Huajiao Zexi was beheaded this time. Do you know?"

"I know, his whole family was killed by Han soldiers." Meng Tai nodded.

Lu Tianxiang said proudly: "I caught Anlong."

Mengtai was shocked and sincerely praised: "You are so awesome!"

After another half day's journey, we arrived at Longchang Station.

We all stopped to rest and continue our journey tomorrow.

The officials leading the team bowed to Longchangyi and were still performing the disciple salute.

Fang Zeyu asked: "Who are you worshiping, sir?"

The official replied: "This is the place where Duke Yangming attained enlightenment."

"Who is Mr. Yangming?" Fang Zeyu's whole family was killed. At a young age, he only attended elementary school for two years and had never heard of Wang Yangming.

The official did not explain, only said: "You will know after you go to Nanjing to study."

Actually, there is no wife in the wife cake, and the enlightenment in Longchang was not in Longchangyi, but in Longgang Mountain, where the Miao people live nearby.

We resumed our journey the next day and arrived in Guiyang soon.

"The city wall here is so high, how can we attack it in a battle?" Mengtai was shocked and inexplicable.

She Qi also said: "Yes, it's so high."

These young people had no experience. They felt very high when they saw Shuixi City, and their perceptions were refreshed when they saw Guiyang City.

They were taken into the city and everything they saw was strange.

Moreover, there are many Han people here, countless times more than those in Shuixi - Han people already account for 70 to 80% of the population in and around Guiyang.

The boys and girls were assigned to the Xingui County Government Office, where a group of boys were already waiting, but they came from northeastern Guizhou. After the two groups of people met, the team grew to more than fifty people, and then headed east along the post road, heading into the mountains of western Hunan to travel by road and boat.

Traveling to Chenzhou Fucheng (Yuanling), the prosperity here is as prosperous as Guiyang City.

Then take a boat to Changde Mansion. The city once again made the Guizhou teenagers look stupid.

Taking a boat across Dongting Lake also felt fresh to them. They didn't expect there to be such a big lake in the world.

Immediately, he passed by Yuezhou Fucheng.

All goods in Hunan must pass through here if they want to enter the Yangtze River by water.

"So... so many people... so many ships..." Lu Tianxiang was dumbfounded. She didn't enter the city at all, she only saw the port and dock.

Fang Zeyu grew up in Shuixi, and it was the first time he saw such prosperity. But while he was shocked, he said to the Yi teenagers in a proud tone: "This is the prosperous land of my Han family. You will return to Shuixi to serve as officials in the future. If you still want to rebel, think about what you have seen today." smell."

Lu Tianxiang glared at him: "Who wants to rebel? I want to be the female general of the Datong Army!"

Fang Zeyu stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands, pretending to be full of dignity: "You are a woman, I won't tell you this."

Lu Tianxiang asked: "Do you dare to compete with me in archery?"

"I... will talk about it later." Fang Zeyu felt very embarrassed. He was hiding in the blacksmith's house and had never learned archery.

None of them knew that the Hunan border they were crossing had just experienced a severe drought in the province last year. There are only eight words in the history books: The red land is thousands of miles away, and famine and epidemics are carried along the way.

Literary poets, on the other hand, describe the severe drought in Hunan: "In June, the grains of grain dried up, and the grains of millet and money were hundreds of dollars. If you don't want to follow them, you will shut up your house. I am poor and have no money, and I will hesitate and lose my soul. I am about to look at the color of wormwood. When the weeds are gone, Artemisia is dead and will not reproduce. It is impossible to bring children to the market, and they are so lustful that they cannot bear to eat. The rich do not pity each other, do you think they can get away with it?"

Last year, the entire province of Hunan was exempted from grain taxes, grain was transferred across provinces to provide work relief, and some hungry people were relocated to Henan.

Agricultural society is so fragile. Hunan was recaptured by the Datong Army very early, and the entire province has been under great control for several years. Farmers in some prefectures and counties can eat three meals a day. But in the past four years, Hunan has experienced three severe droughts, which have rapidly depleted farmers' grain reserves.

Compared with Hunan, which was "thousands of miles away from bare land and plagued by famine" in history, Zhao Han can at least proudly say: "Under my rule, no one in Hunan died of hunger last year!"

This year, Hunan finally has good weather, with only some areas suffering from drought.

Last year, it was all supported by grain from Sichuan and Hubei. Although Sichuan still has some marginal areas that have not been recovered, its grain output has ranked first among all provinces. Only Hunan, which is not drought-free, can compare.

In addition, despite the severe disaster in Hunan last year, through work-for-relief, the water conservancy facilities in the Dongting Lake Plain were finally improved, and the official roads in the province that had been in disrepair for a long time were also leveled. After the disaster, business has become more prosperous, and this year's grain production is higher than before.

Guizhou teenagers passed through the Dongting Lake Plain and saw lush rice fields.

The rice has begun to ear, and there will be a bumper harvest in autumn!

A few days later, the ship sailed to Nanjing.

The young people's already numb perception was once again awakened by the Nanjing City Wall.

Mengtai, who was complaining in the mountains, walked across the pier to the city, looked up at the towering city wall, and knelt down when his knees became weak: "Long live your Majesty!"

The officials took them into the city, but none of these rebellious little guys dared to speak.

They feel deeply inferior. They are just like bumpkin when they come to the city. When they see ordinary citizens buying things, they feel that others seem to be very high-class.

When I arrived at Jinling University, most of the teachers and students inside were wearing Confucian shirts.

But Confucian shirts have been improved, and young people like to wear belts. The clothes are tied up in a smart way, unlike traditional scholars who are loose and loose.

You can also see a few female students. The ratio of male to female students at Jinling University is about 80:1.

As long as she is a woman, no matter how good or bad she looks, she belongs to the stars and the moon.

Female students also like to wear Confucian shirts, not only with belts, but also with small crowns. They dress up as men and are often called "female young masters" and "female husband-in-laws." From the day they enter school, the threshold of their families is broken down by matchmakers.

There are many stubborn people among the people who often criticize "hen Sichen", saying that women should not go to university to study, let alone serve as officials. But if their son could marry a female college student, Titus would be happy and would brag about it wherever he went.

"So energetic!"

Lu Tianxiang looked at a female husband walking in front of her, and the more she looked at her, the more majestic she felt. When I remembered that I could dress like this, I immediately became happy, and the female general was forgotten.

Everyone was taken to a four-story building, and the official said: "This is where you will live. Tuition, food and accommodation are free, but only for two years. After two years, if you still fail to pass the exam, you can pay for your stay." If you come down to study, you can also take a boat back to Guizhou!"

The two-year course is a basic course, equivalent to the introduction of Han students. If you can speak Chinese, read and write simple articles, you can generally pass the exam.

"Sir, do I live here too?" Lu Tianxiang asked suddenly.

The official said: "You live in the women's building. Most of the rooms there are empty. You can share it with others, or you can live alone."

Of course boys are not allowed to live alone and must live in a room with four people.

She Qi couldn't help but ask: "Sir, can you not go back to Shuixi? I ​​want to stay in Nanjing forever. This place is much better than Shuixi."

The official said with a smile: "It's okay not to go back. As long as you have money, you can buy a house in Nanjing and settle down."

She Qi cheered and decided to study hard and stay in Nanjing in the future. When the time comes, if you marry a Han woman and become a Han yourself, it is best to be an official in Nanjing.

Only a fool goes back to the countryside!

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