Chapter 1229: The Desolate Huangpin

Seeing the familiar land, the mood of Liuye and the others was very stirred, but having left the Suiren Clan for only a short time, they discovered that their own mindset had actually changed completely.

They missed the Suiren Clan, yet they were unwilling to stay in the Suiren Clan anymore, because life in the Suiren Clan was not very good; but as for Huaxia, although life was quite good, they felt it lacked that sense of intimacy and could not integrate into it for the time being, which had a direct connection to the fact that they had spent most of their time in the military camp; if they had lived together with Chengqie from the beginning, they would have basically integrated into Huaxia by now, or at least their understanding of Huaxia would be more thorough.

However, they now completely understood their Tribal Chief; sure enough, the Tribal Chief was right, letting them go to Huaxia was not really a punishment, and looking back on it now, this was a reward, this was completely a special favor given to them; if they did not have such high loyalty to Chengqie, such a good thing probably would not have fallen to them.

Therefore, after they arrived at the Suiren Clan, the first thing they did was to go find the Tribal Chief, and also to go thank the Tribal Chief.

However, a courtyard built next to Baoxi's original residence made them all think they had gone to the wrong place, but upon reflection, their Tribal Chief was now a Huaxia Noble, so wasn't it normal for Huaxia to send people over to build a courtyard for the Tribal Chief?

Baoxi had also moved into the courtyard early on; although the courtyard was not yet completely finished, Baoxi could not wait any longer.

In the courtyard, he still did as they did in Huaxia, having people plant various plants inside; he did not know which ones were good-looking, so the Huaxia Artisans picked out a few types for Baoxi to choose from.

Baoxi picked one that looked pleasing to his own eyes and planted it in the courtyard, then he dug a small fish pond for himself and raised some fish as well, though he did not find any good-looking fish, just a very common type of small fish, the kind that does not grow big, and raised them in the pond casually.

In this way, Baoxi's courtyard was basically similar to those in Huaxia; the most important few rooms were also basically all tidied up, with only the last two rooms left, enough to carry out the finishing work and build furniture.

Every day, tribesmen would run over to look next to Baoxi's house, so Baoxi simply left the courtyard gate wide open, allowing the tribesmen to see the scene inside his courtyard through the gate; this counted as promoting the goodness of Huaxia, and everyone had already spread the word that in Huaxia, everyone could live in such houses.

Although it was uncertain whether this news was true, after all, such a good house was a bit unreal to those who were still living in wooden sheds, like a fantasy, and they felt that only people like the Tribal Chief could live in such a good house.

However, there were still many people who believed it; after all, after the people of Huaxia came here, they had already brought great changes to the Suiren Clan, and they felt that in Huaxia, it would only be better; even if the house they lived in was much worse than the Tribal Chief's, it would certainly still be better than the one they had here.

Huaxia's early propaganda work in the Suiren Clan could be said to be relatively successful; now the hardliners were becoming fewer and fewer, but this was limited to this part of the tribe; as for the tribes far from the center, every single one of them was a hardliner.

It was just that they were unwilling to break away from the Suiren Clan and unwilling to give up the tribal identity they were so proud of, so they did not choose to break away from the Suiren Clan, but they were also unwilling to join Huaxia, and now they were just waiting.

Because the Tribal Chief also said that it would take many years to completely enter Huaxia, they were just waiting; perhaps after a few years, this matter would be abandoned, and they would once again be people of the Suiren Clan, having nothing to do with Huaxia.

Baoxi knew this very clearly, so he sent those hardliners to Huaxia precisely to change this situation; he knew that as long as someone had been to Huaxia, there was certainly no one who would not like Huaxia.

The group of Liuye and the others was very large, mainly because they were carrying too much food, so they looked mighty and imposing.

However, there was no real person in charge among them, no team leader; they were just fighting on their own, united on the road, and once they arrived at the Suiren Clan, after Baoxi made arrangements, they would go everywhere to lobby those people.

However, they knew they did not have much persuasive power, so they directly took charge of one Leader each, asking them to act as guides and lobbyists to help them complete the task.

Because there was the reward of food, the several Leaders naturally agreed readily, and this was their task anyway; no matter what, they had to do it.

Now that they had arrived here, they let the others wait first, while they went to see the Tribal Chief to talk about the things that needed to be done now.

However, they met Huangpin first; Huangpin was much cleaner than before, but that spirit of his seemed to be lacking; the several Leaders guessed that it must be because after the Huaxia officials arrived, they did the work that belonged to Huangpin and also took away his power; after all, the ability of Huangpin and the ability of the Huaxia officials were not on the same level.

And Huangpin was indeed like this; although his status and treatment had never changed, the work he did was completely different, which made him feel a deep sense of crisis, yet he had no way out because he really could not compare to the people of Huaxia.

And what made him the most discouraged was that the buildings Baoxi wanted to build made the mud houses he had built look completely unworthy of mention, more like something built by children at play.

Now, although everyone could not live in such a good large courtyard as the Tribal Chief, they could live in better wooden houses; the Huaxia people had already taught the technology and also lent out tools, and basically all the Leaders had already pushed down their own rotten mud houses, built wooden houses, and moved into them.

For Huangpin, this was the biggest blow; the greatest contribution he had made in the Suiren Clan was casually pushed down and destroyed by the Huaxia people.

But he could not continue to live in his mud house, his mud-walled house, because compared to the tall and clean wooden house, what he lived in could not even be called a house; the Tribal Chief had even distributed it to him first, and if he did not live in it, wouldn't that be rejecting the Tribal Chief's face?

But after he moved in, he was negating himself first, which was what made him feel the most frustrated; although the Tribal Chief said that his, Huangpin's, status was still there and he would not forget his contribution to the Suiren Clan.

But he, Huangpin, here in the Suiren Clan, could indeed still be his own great Leader, enjoying wealth and power, but once he reached Huaxia, what would he be?

Power would be impossible to have, because he could not compare to the people of Huaxia, not even an ordinary person, and as for wealth, Huaxia probably would not give it to him either, after all, he did not inherit the power of the Suiren Clan.