Ming dynasty grand dude

Don't look at the bunch of white-haired, honest and simple old farmers in this village, but in fact, these old guys in Zhangjiazhuangzi...

Almost all of them followed the generations of the Zhang family to kill, and the ancestors followed the generations of the Zhang family to fight to the death.

At that time, Grand Master Hutou inherited the title at the age of nine, and these old soldiers even entered the Duke's mansion for protection day and night in order to prevent someone from committing crimes.

When the [-]-year-old Hutou grand master charged the Tatar cavalry in the Tumu Fortress, these old guys were the ones who led the arrows.

At that time, the youngest of them was almost thirty, so within a few years, the old Duke invited them to live in the village to raise them up.

Their descendants followed the old man to the Nine Sides many times, and now Zhang Long and Zhang Meng who followed the young man were the descendants of these old guys.

The old man who had come back from the Beijing camp was dumbfounded when he saw it. The youngest of these old guys was over seventy.

Hurry up and tell the cubs in the family to go, but you are the god of Dinghai in Zhuangzi who can't move!

After all, they were persuaded, and the old guys even brought out their own cubs and scolded them.

You can't forget the kindness of the little grandpa to us. Our family has ate with the British grandpa for generations.

Your mother-in-law can get ten taels of silver in her monthly salary now, and your son is also a Jinshi Jieyuan teaching and learning to read.

There is also this big house, dozens of acres of land in our family, the carriages and horses in our family, your old man and the extra meat and egg Lumi that I give every month...

This is all given to us by the little father-in-law, this is kindness!Take a look at which Xungui Zhuangzi can get this kind of treatment? !

So even if you put your life to the test this time, you can't let the little father-in-law get into trouble!Do you understand? !

Those who came out of the Nine Sides would fight and practice martial arts in Zhuangzi when they had nothing to do...,

The fat, strong, bearded and leopard-eyed men all nodded viciously in front of the old man and knelt down and kowtowed to the old man.

Father, don't worry, we are not those beasts without hearts and lungs!

Remember how well the little father-in-law treats us!Not to mention the Tatars, even if the Mongols are all killed, we will fight to the death to get the little prince out!

But what surprised Grand Master Hutou the most was that all the nobles in the capital actually sent old soldiers that they needed at home!

This is extremely unusual.

Everyone and the old soldiers led two horses, hung their own armor, swords and spears, and they stopped in front of the old man.

Chi Hu'er is now the one in our noble family who can talk to the palace, and is also the pillar of our noble family in the future!Do not compromise!

I have brought you all the old people in need at home, and we only ask for one thing: you bring Chihuer back with you!

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Chapter 262 The tide rises in the court, and the wind blows in the grassland

There is no love for no reason, and no hate for no reason.

It's not without reason that the nobles took out their wealth and let the tiger head Taishi Lao Guogong take him to save the idiotic tiger.

Hubu Jizhong and Xingbu Baiang have ordered people to clean up the waterways of Chaobai River. What does this mean? !

It means that Chi Hu'er has opened up the relationship between His Majesty and the Ministry of Households, and when the victims come back, there will be enough manpower to build the pier.

Then there is the avenue, the accountants at home have estimated it.

If it is lined up along the wharf according to the plan of the little grandpa, then it will be built along the straight road from the wharf to the capital.

The increase every year before and after may be millions of taels of income. You must know that the proportion of income of major shops in the capital is not low!

And the profits on the wharf are also calculated by those old accountants who have been to the south of the Yangtze River.

Just the import and export of large-scale goods is enough to make everyone's mouth full.

This is still a basic handwriting, and it is only the first handwriting of Zhang Xiaogong!

How old is he now? !He's only in his teens, he's the emperor's favorite, he's the brain, and he has the ability to help Xungui bind the country.

Damn it!Isn't that our honorable God of Wealth and Emperor's favorite protector? !

You bastards criticize the Tartars, and you actually want to hurt the God of Wealth and the protector of the emperor!

Then all the good hands in the family must be sent, God of Wealth would not dare to injure him a little bit!

If it weren't for the fact that I can't leave Beijing easily, ride a war horse, and draw a strong bow, I might go to kill the Tatars myself!

Bansheng is not yet a built city at this time.

It is more scattered houses, forts, and a large number of endless tents.

All kinds of voices with southern accents and northern accents stepped on the water bubbles rising from "啪啪啪...", mixed with the smell of sheep and mutton, permeated the air.

Among the bustling crowd, you can see Han people wearing brocades and Tatars carrying machetes.

Straight females with deep-set fur and rough eyes with green eyes, even blond-haired, blue-eyed, and thin Koreans.

A lot of transactions are tacitly going on here, and you can buy the best Shu brocade and Yun brocade of the Ming Dynasty here.

Fine steel knives, iron pots, fine table salt, old Korean ginseng and Dongzhu the size of a finger belly can also be bought.

Here you can find the best war horses on the prairie, and you can also buy the most docile Korean maids.

Groups of horses, cattle and sheep were closed in temporary fences beside the market in the gathering place, and the merchants bargained loudly.

But now the people here watched in horror a huge horse team, "rumbling..." rushing.

Fortunately, the owner of Qiuran Market, who brought dozens of fat and strong men across the knife, led people to beat the horses and shouted to tell everyone that it was okay.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! It's the eagle on the grassland, Batu Monk Dayan Khan is here!"

Hearing this shout, the restless crowd was relieved and started to continue the business in hand.

But if you pay attention, you will find that they all approached their fast horses intentionally or unintentionally, and their palms were even closer to the handle of the knife.

The rumbling horse team stopped outside the tent, and then began to set up camp.

Seeing this situation, the other people in the camp seemed to be relieved, and the crowd gradually recovered.

Batu Mengke is almost thirty this year. When he was six years old, he married Duman Hai Fujin, who was 25 years older than him, and was able to inherit the Khan throne.

After that, at the age of 16, he was in charge of conquering Wala many times, and [-] households from Yongxiebu, Ordos, and Tumed came to vote, and his reputation rose!

Now he suddenly appeared here with his own tribal warriors, and it would be a lie to say that it would not shock people.

Batu Monk is now sitting in his tent, in front of him is the unkempt and dirty Gudebai.

His face was cracked by the dry cold wind, and his lips were shriveled.

The leather jacket on his body exuded an indescribable smell, and he looked miserable and panicked.

Beside him are a dozen or so middle-aged and elderly men who are also wearing leather jackets, but with obviously good-looking faces.

"You mean, the big officials of the Ming court raided your family and many merchants, so they got a lot of food?!"

Batu Mengke raised his head slowly, his falcon-like eyes swept towards them and smiled: "Sit down!"

"After all, we are friends from afar. We have been dating for many years! Isn't it?!"

Several old men actually made a Tatar salute to Batu Mengke, bowed and said, "Thank you Khan!"

As he said that, he winked and asked all the people to sit down in the military tent.

Then there were maids in robes bringing up plates of mutton with knives stuck in them.

There are also small dishes on the plate, which contain fine salt.

"At least 30 shi of grain, and thousands of taels of gold and tens of thousands of taels of silver!"

But Gudebai's eyes were red and his teeth were gritted "giggle~~", and he jumped out word by word from the gap between his teeth.

"There are still 20 refugees!!"

With every word of Gudebai, the eyes of Batu Monk, who lowered his head and cut the meat, shone brighter.

Finally, after he finished speaking, Batu Monk raised his head and said with a smile: "Being loyal to friends is the persistence of our prairie people!"

"But...you need to know that I have just learned that the tribe has to give some explanation to the elders if they want to launch an attack."

Hearing these words, Gudebai couldn't help being stunned, and turned his head to look at those old men.

From the northwest of Shanxi to the front line of Jiubian, those who do this decapitation business outside this pass basically form a group.

This group can not only communicate with Tatar and Wala, but even mobilize the power of the nine sides and even the court to a certain extent.

"Since we ask friends to help, we naturally never let friends be busy..."

The white-haired old man with an elegant appearance, standing out from the crowd and wearing a Confucian shirt stood up with a smile.

"Three hundred fine steel knives, five thousand spiked arrows! Twenty thousand stones of grain!"

But the old man looked at Batu Mengke and said softly: "We will also send 2000 troops to accompany us, and we will not take any spoils of war!"

"We are in charge of the Nine Border Passes, and there won't be any troops from the Daming Guards chasing them!"

Batu Monk looked at the old man with scorching eyes, and the old man never evaded looking at him.

For a moment, the military tent fell silent, and everyone held their breath involuntarily, as if the air had become a bit depressing...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, Batu Monk burst out into a hearty laugh like a firecracker.

Standing up, walked to the old man's side, hugged him fiercely, and said loudly after letting go: "The men in the grassland will support our friends as always!"

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Chapter 263 Batu Monk Dayan Khan, Fourteen Houses of Jinyang Hao Family

The old man gave Batu Monk a reserved smile, and Batu Monk returned to his seat and raised the silver cup on the case table.

Turning around and shouting at them: "Come on~! For the loyalty of friends!!"

Everyone toasted quickly, while Batu Monk laughed and high-fived to serve good wine and good meat.

After eating for a month, the crowd gradually dispersed. What no one knew was that the sweatshirt on the back of the old man was soaked just now.

What no one knew was that Batu Monk's drunken face disappeared instantly after they left.

He silently looked at the top of the tent, but no one knew what he was thinking. After a while, he slowly stood up and growled to the outside of the tent.

"Let Tulu Borot come to see me!!"

At the same time, the old man who looked drunk just now grabbed Gudebai who sent him back, and said in a cold voice.

"Go! Let Zheng Fu and the others come to this old man!"

After a pause, he whispered to the man beside him who had been standing with his hands down, almost like air.

"Go back to the Nine Sides and find those people! Tell them, the old man is going to enter the customs! They are going to become blind!"

But seeing the old man who was looking at the Confucian gentleman just now, at this moment, his face is ferocious like a ghost: "I have eaten the benefits of my Zhou family for so many years..."

"It's time for them to spit some out!!"

However, the old man punched "bang~!" on the table while speaking, his eyes were red: "Zhang family! This old man will take your life to pay homage to the whole family!!"

The most ferocious part of Bansheng's fort is known to be Zhu's fort.

The identity of the owner is very mysterious. It is said that he was the man who killed the commander Tongzhi from the guard—named Zhu Zhong.

But no one dared to ask Zhu Zhong if his name was really Zhu Zhong, and no one dared to ask if he had killed the commander Tongzhi and escaped.

The 35-jin iron long knife he carried with him was enough to shut up many people who wanted to ask him this question.

Not to mention the dozens of leopard-headed falcon-eyed, bearded and broad-faced men who were almost all dressed in armor around him.

A few of them were recognized as carrying the documents of the sea arrest, which is one of the reasons why Ban Sheng's people dare not provoke Zhu Zhong.

Everyone in Bansheng knew that Zhu Zhong didn't want to see one person: the Iron Buddha of Chifeng Sword Field.

Tie Buddha looks very festive, with a fat body and a cheerful look, he shuttles around Bansheng all day long and smiles first when he sees everyone.

But if you think Iron Buddha is easy to bully, then he will tell you with the pumpkin-edged hammer on his waist that he was so happy when he smashed your skull.

The more than 100 swordsmen in the sword field are all those who can fight and dare to kill. In addition to fighting swords, they practice martial arts on weekdays.

In this Bansheng area, it can be said that he dominates a place, even the landlord of Bansheng dare not underestimate him.

But Tie Buddha and Zhu Zhong seemed to be unable to see each other. The first time they saw Tie Buddha, they broke Zhu Zhong's Yanling Saber and his arm.

Zhu Zhong kicked and broke Tie Buddha's leg, and the two sides almost never saw each other again.Looking at them from a distance, they bypassed each other.