Chapter 175: Benevolent Government

Tang Zhangwei wanted to implement benevolent government in the steppes of Eastern Europe, and according to the suggestion of Princess Suining, Tang Zhangwei proposed to exempt those Jews from the human tax. ぁぁぁすすすす��

Unexpectedly, the most fierce opposition was Alberman, a wealthy Jewish businessman.

Previously, those Vikings and Slavs made good money.

With the arrival of a large number of Jewish immigrants, the money became less readily available. Therefore, Alberman, a wealthy Jewish businessman, offered this plan to stop Jewish immigrants.

Mathilde, the niece of Alberman, a wealthy Jewish businessman, and his wife, Laura, were dressed in beautiful clothes.

Alberman, a wealthy Jewish businessman, said to his niece Mathilde: "The generals of the Tang Dynasty want to implement benevolent governance to us, but once benevolent governance is implemented, Jews will come all over the world." When the time comes, vicious competition will make us all destitute. ”

Tang Zhangwei built a new city on the edge of the Black Sea, and the name of this city was Odessa.

Here, Tang Zhangwei ordered the city to be opened to welcome the Jews, and the Jews here were exempted from the tax.

Those who had committed minor offenses and who had been arrested and forced to work simply because they had no money to pay the tax were all released.

Tang Zhangwei said to these people: "You are free, please build this city!" From now on, this will be your home. ”

Awat, the Jewish grain merchant, and his friends Benayoun and Benhaim were released, and because they had been here for so long, they had just come out in a bit of a daze.

Tang Zhangwei led people on the steppes of Eastern Europe, archery and galloping, maintaining the military superiority of the Tang army here, Tang Zhangwei knew that only by militarily deterring the local residents and tribes could this peaceful situation be maintained.

The Tang settlers reclaimed the fertile lands of the steppes of Eastern Europe, bringing peace here.

Tang Zhangwei's safari did bring tranquility and psychological superiority to the Tang immigrants here.

But there was no need for him to go back to her, to Mrs. Gorobchik. She rushed to the gate herself, rolling on the ground, kicking her old woman's sallow feet in the air.

"Ah," she cried as she rolled on the ground, "Mendel the Jew and my sons, my little sons of iniquity...... What have you made of me, little sons of evil, what have you done to my hair, my body, where have my teeth gone, and where have my youth gone......"

The old woman howled, tore her shirt off her shoulder, stood up, and spun in place like a dog about to bite herself. She grabbed her sons' faces, kissed them, and pulled them by the neck.

"You old thief," wailed Mrs. Gorobchik, jumping and jumping around her husband, twisting his mustache and pulling his mustache, "old thief, my old immortal Mendel......"

The neighbors woke up to her crying, and the whole courtyard ran to the gate, and the bare-bottomed child blew the whistle desperately. Moldavanka all flocked to see the excitement. And Benya Creek was so ugly that everyone saw his hair turn white all at once, and it took him a lot of effort to drive the "newlyweds" back to the "cave room". He used a stick to disperse the crowd and drove them to the gate, but his little brother Levka grabbed him by the collar and shook him like a pear tree.

"Beña," he said, "we are abusing the old man...... I want to cry, Benya......"

"You want to cry," replied Benia, and then spat at Levka's face with a mouthful of saliva. "Ah, despicable brother," he whispered, "let me go, and don't get in the way." ”

So Levka put down his hand and no longer got in the way. The young man slept in the stable that night and disappeared from the house after daybreak. The dust on the road in front of someone else's door and the geranium in front of someone else's window brought him joy. The young man measured the path of pain, and after two days and nights, he returned home on the third day, and saw the glittering sky-blue sign on the Creek house. The blue sign warmed his heart, and the velvet tablecloth made Levka's eyes fall to the ground, and the table was covered with velvet tablecloths, and the small garden was full of guests and laughter. Tvoira, dressed in snow-white hair ornaments, walked among the guests as landlords, the ladies in their stiff dresses shone like enamelled teapots on the grass, and several unsteady artisans who had taken off their tops seized Levka and pushed him into the room. There sat Mendel Creek, the head of the Crick family with scars on his face. Usher Boyarsky, the owner of the "fashion boutique company", Yefim and Benia Crick, the hunchbacked tailors, sit around their crippled father.

"Yefim," said Usher Boyarsky to his tailor, "and thanks to the fact that he himself came to the door to tailor the clothes, I would like to ask Mr. Crick a Prima suit made to order as carefully as he himself was to make a suit of Prima, and I would venture to ask him what fabric they would have chosen, whether it was an English double-breasted suit at sea, or an English single-breasted land suit, a Rhodes spring suit or a Moscow tartan coat......

"What kind of clothes do you always want to make?" So Beenia asked Daddy Creek. "Tell Mr. Boyarsky straight."

"You still have this heart for your father," replied Father Crick, and the old tears could not stop flowing from his eyes. "You can set what you say."

"If my father doesn't want to be at sea," Bernia interrupted him, "then the land is best for him." Let's make a body for your father to wear every day. ”

Mr. Boyarsky leaned forward with both his body and his ears.

"Please tell us what you think," he said.

"That's what I think," replied Beña......

I'll open my mouth first.

"Ariye-Leyburbi," I said to the old man, "let's talk about Benia Creek. Talk about his lightning strikes and terrible ends. As I explored this, there were three shadows in my path. Freum Graci is one of them. His demeanor was as tough as steel, and could it not stand up to the wrist of a king? Let's take Kolika Pakovsky, for example. This man's madness gives him everything he needs to claim the throne. And Haim Dronger, who didn't even notice the light of the new star? But why was Benya Creek the only one who climbed to the top of the rope ladder, while all the others hung from the bottom of the rope ladder and swayed around? ”

(End of chapter)