Muhemaiti stood in the distance and watched everything happening in the palace. The gunpowder used to blast the wall was found from where he lived. It was originally used to blow up mountains and quarries, build houses and strengthen the main canals, but the wall was blown up, and the explosion destroyed the organized resistance of the Tajik soldiers. The rioters rushed in the smoke, and the short-selling soldiers had a huge advantage in succession.

Without the two commanders, Murray and Sirekori, it was difficult for the rest to act together. Most of them were trapped in their homes or rooms where they lived, and protected their families and property with their lives. The battle did not stop for the whole night, and the fire and the shouts of killing echoed each other. In the second half of the night, a fire ignited half of the sky.

Muhemaiti knew what was on fire. It was the warehouse of noble people, which stored their grain cloths. Of course, there were many wheat seeds and some cotton. Only after these things were ignited could the court confirm that the rumors of food had been issued by the court. It was just pointed to a pile of ashes to prove that this was a fine work that had been arranged in, but the iron stove, farm tools, and horseshoes that were actually transported in would not be ignited, which means that the production order will not be destroyed next year.

On this night of massacre, Muhemaiti was unwilling to approach. When the organization of the rioters was cleared that day, the flag of the empire appeared on the horizon. Hundreds of cavalry controlled the land where the Tajiks lived. Then, in neat steps, singing military songs, infantry holding the flags, shining brightly, shining like a forest. The infantry controlled the main traffic routes, which made the rioters extremely frightened. They did not know whether the imperial army was in charge of justice or came to massacre, and finally put their hope on Muhemaiti.

Muhemaiti was elected as an envoy to negotiate with the imperial army, but the Tajiks did not know that Muhemaiti was originally only serving the empire.

Walking to Uliji's side, Muhemaiti saw Rishit and Zhuo and saluted respectfully to his teacher. Uliji asked directly: "How are the nobles of Tajik? Have they all killed them? Have they ordered the warehouse?"

"Everything is as you want. The Tajik tribe is now without a leader, and all the powerful and powerful have been killed by the people they once enslaved." Muhemaiti said honestly.

Wu Liji nodded slightly and said to the generals around him: "General Hachil, please restrain your soldiers. There is no need to fight this battle. Young men, take out your energy and let us enter Cangcheng!"

When the rising sun was rising, Wu Liji appeared in the Okura's hamburger's yard. The ground was covered with corpses. After finally cleaning up a small area, Wu Liji revealed his identity, while Mu Hemaiti brought several representatives who led the riots to him.

"Murai and Sirekoritaiji sent people to deliver letters saying that the Tajik slaves were rebelling and were killing the agricultural reclamation team sent by the imperial court. Is that true?" Uliji asked. Because Central Asia has been Turkic in the past thousand years, Turkic is the local common language, so Uliji specifically learned it, but this is completely useless in front of the Tajik people, because the Tajik alien race is one of the few ethnic groups that has not been Turkic, so Uliji can only use translation.

The representative quickly said: "No, a complete lie. You can do it for Mr. Muhemaiti. We have not hurt any brothers from the agricultural reclamation team. They are sincere to us. We also like them, support them, and treat them as brothers as relatives and friends."

Wu Liji asked, "Then why do you rebel?"

The representative shook his head: "We are not rebelling, but to survive. We have been busy with this newly reclaimed land for several months. Taiji promised to give us food and feed for wintering, but the snow had fallen, but they broke their promise. If we don't capture the big palace, we will all starve to death. Sir, if you come here five days late, 20,000 people will starve to death to death."

Wu Liji looked disbelief: "It is impossible. The first batch of relief grains had been delivered half a month ago. There were 4,000 shi of wheat, and agricultural tools for you, iron furnaces for heating and coal. 4,000 shi are enough for you to use for two months. Why not give you food?"

The representative pointed to the burning warehouse and said, "Sir, you see, those cruel nobles would rather burn the food than give it to us."

Wu Liji slapped his head and said, "It's all my fault. I originally promised to give 40,000 stones of grain to the two Tajik Banners, but the grain production area will only be harvested after the autumn harvest, so I can only give 40,000 stones first. If I could send 40,000 stones together, maybe this would not be a disaster."

"How can you blame me? When the food matures, it was decided by the Supreme Lord, not by you. You are so kind and have done everything you can do. It was because Murai Taiji and the others were too stingy and cruel!" Several representatives refused and said one after another.

Wu Liji sighed: "In this way, it was the Tajik nobles who brutalized the people and caused the imperial subjects to freeze and starve to death. You have no hope of life and have no choice but to cause trouble. In this case, General Chen Ping and Lord Chang Adae will not blame you."

Speaking of this, Uliji looked at Muhemaiti and Rishit and Rishit, who took the lead and said, "As great as the Lord, he would not be willing to watch the believers starve to death."

"As kind as the Lord, he will not burn food or give alms to brothers." Muhemaiti also responded piously.

After hearing these words, several representatives shouted, and then thousands of people cheered. After the three people expressed their opinions, neither the secular king nor the gods of faith would punish them.

Uliji shouted loudly: "All this is the fault of Murai and Sirekori. The court has pardoned you, but unfortunately, the next batch of food will not arrive in three days. Therefore, I order you to kill the cattle and sheep that originally belonged to the nobles first, and use their forage as feed. When the food arrives in three days, no one will starve to death in this winter. This great palace also rewards all the Tajiks and lit stoves for each room. Everything is over. This will be a warm and peaceful winter."

"The Lord is the greatest, long live the Emperor!"

Wu Liji invited several representatives to a warm room and said, "Although your nobles are selfish and cruel people, it is undeniable that they have classified you as subordinates and ten families. Now that they are dead, you will become a tramp of sand. And you were either slaves or ordinary people, without the prestige and talent of others. In order to avoid chaos in the Tajik people, I need to organize you again.

I have seen that Mr. Muhemaiti is the one you respect, he has some companions and friends to help him, and Risht and Zhuo are a great saint and a teacher of Muhemaiti. Are you willing to accept their guidance?"

Several representatives looked at each other and nodded, while Muhemaiti said: "Master Wu, the members of the Agricultural Reclamation Team are trusted by everyone. Can they also participate?"

"Yes, although the members of the work team are not the same clan as us, they are kind and selfless, and we completely trust them." A representative said firmly.

Wu Liji nodded: "I understand that they can stay. After all, they will continue to guide you in the next year, but what I need to tell you is that they do not belong to the same religion as you. If you offend your place, please forgive me. Everything needs to be Hezhuo. Mr. Muhemaiti decides, don't hurt them privately, okay?"

"You are so worried. We often offend them because of some customs, but they have not hurt us. How could we hurt them?" The deputies patted their chests and promised.

Uliji responded to the deputies with a smile, and sent them out in person, then returned to the room, and asked Muhemaiti to entertain them, and then said to Risht: "Hozhuo, you want to control the Tajik tribe. Now it has been done. It is time to start your experiment. What else do I need to do?"

"I need some supplies," Rishte said with a smile.

Wu Liji nodded: "Of course, you can raise it while the heavy snow has not fallen, but don't go too far."

Rishte said: "There is not so much food here. 15,000 stones is enough. Please give more feed and salt. I hope to save more sheep in winter. For insufficient food, please use potatoes, corn, sweet potatoes, etc. to supplement it. Then, please allocate some spices, peppers, and chili. In short, food that does not or is not common in Central Asia requires some."

"What are you doing?" Wu Liji frowned and expressed confusion.

Rishte smiled: "You don't know much about the Tianfang religion. Our religion controls all aspects of believers. Whenever a new food appears, believers will ask the monks, can this kind of thing be eaten? Then the monks will give a reasonable explanation based on the omnipotent scripture and decide whether they can eat it or not.

They ask me and will give me a chance to explain the scriptures, and will believe me. When they believe me, I will say something that is not very consistent with the doctrine they originally knew, and they will not recognize me as a heretic. Gaining trust is the primary thing in controlling faith. I need your help in this."

"No problem, I will get something strange to the Tajiks." Uliji saw that he was talking very well, and believed it even if he didn't believe it, so he quickly responded.

Wu Liji did not directly lead the army to withdraw, but only allowed the infantry regiment with limited mobility to return to his permanent resident Turpan, allowing the cavalry to stay and suppress some people with dissatisfaction. Then he adjusted the grassroots organizations and social order of the entire Tajik tribe. The original Tajik left and right flags were the first to be broken.

Because most of the powerful and powerful people were massacred, many soldiers who were originally loyal to the Tajik power lost their lives. The families of these soldiers, widowed and the original slave class formed a banner, while the civilian class in Tajik formed another banner. The former lacked basic means of production, and their cattle and sheep tents were either taken away or had no itself, while the latter just lacked organization.

Because in summer and autumn, a large amount of manpower and material resources were invested in land reclamation and farming, most of the Tajik people could not survive the winter on their own. Therefore, all people were placed in the area of ​​the Great Palace and formed thousands of tents. Rishit and Muhemaiti took the lead in opening a porridge shed, but the porridge shed was not a simple shanty town, but a large warehouse that had been repaired, set up a stove and earthen kang, coal transported from other places, wood found in the ruins and dried cow dung became fuel.

No one wants to stay in the cold tent. With the first people being agreed, some Tajik civilians who own tents are willing to move into warehouses. Like the slaves, the tents have become home to animals. Perhaps no animals will freeze to death this winter.

The Okura house is both a porridge shed and a resettlement room, but Risht and Muhemaiti prefer to treat this place as a preaching place. The Tajiks can ask what they want to know here, but the students of the School of Sutra who knows a lot about the meaning of the Sutra can give reasonable answers. There were conflicts at the beginning. Some people accused these students of being heretics, but they could not prove it because religious people have always monopolized their thoughts. Only they say it is heretics, and a more simple question is placed before them. Why should heretics be so good to them? Isn’t heretics vicious? Should they massacre them?

Muhemaiti and Risht did not discuss major issues with believers at all, but only involved the ordinary lives of ordinary people and guided all aspects of their lives.

The winter in Luntai is cold, while the Tajik settlements are rare and lively. Muhemaiti even held an unprecedented wedding for young people in the tribe. All aspects are in line with the teachings and have been recognized by many people. Scholars also named each slave without a name and registered them, declaring that all Tajiks have been separated from their slave status. From next year, when their work has achieved fruitful results, the original slaves will have private property.

The Tajiks no longer have to pay high zakats and taxes to the powerful, nor have they had to pay half of their income while working for the lords and religious leaders. They only need to serve military service and corvee for the empire, and they have suffered too little oppression and exploitation. The Tajiks feel the happiness of their new life, so they are naturally more willing to believe and get close to them.
Chapter completed!