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"And, most importantly, if these people get here, they may not hate the prince for killing their relatives on Baishan Mountain."

Li He had a strange smile in his eyes.

Shen Ping frowned: "Just like the current situation in Guanzhong, when the emperor led his army to break through Wuguan and fight against Lantian, after the soldiers entered Guanzhong directly, the elders of Guanzhong rushed to greet him, and everyone welcomed Pei Gong into Guanzhong.

At that time, the emperor who was still Peigong made a three-part agreement with the elders of Guanzhong, and then Guanzhong was stabilized.

In fact, it can be said that the State of Qin perished in the hands of His Majesty.

However, the people in Guanzhong hate His Majesty far less than Xiang Yu."

Shen Ping's words made Li He nod his head: "Not only that, these women and children have no problem with their vision. Their eyes can see who robbed their tents, cattle and sheep, and who killed their children.

You can also only see who gave them a bite to eat.

Who allowed them to live!"

"So!"

Li He looked at Liu Ying and smiled and said: "Your Highness does not need to worry about such a problem at all. What's more, my Han soldiers will need to stay in Anlan City for several years. If these soldiers can give these Hun women who have lost their children a new child.

Then, even if the army retreats and these women are left here and ignored, they will not have any resentment.

They will still stay on this grassland, raise their children, and then teach them how to shepherd sheep and live a life as they should on the grassland."

Liu Ying hissed: "This thing sounds like it was done by a bastard, but the people here who have experienced countless hardships, in my opinion, are things that only bastards do. For these people, they all have a very promising life."

"How do you plan to build a house outside Anlan City?"

Liu Ying herself thought of another more awesome building material - cement!

It is no exaggeration to say that Liu Ying can make cement herself.

Although this has nothing to do with his previous major in school, it cannot stand up to the era he lived in before, an era where short videos were flying all over the sky.

Naturally, he had seen how some people made cement. Coincidentally, when he had been idle for a while, he had seen how many self-media anchors made those strange things.

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