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Just as Nawabu's roar resounded across the battlefield, the Calcutta sunset was a busy scene.

Even the good harbors can’t stop. Sailboats, big and small, are like cities on the sea, filling the huge sea, lining up to land on the side of the neat cement port, pushing heavy cannons, round gunpowder barrels, holding a With neat bundles of flintlock guns, groups of Ming soldiers landed on land from sailboats one by one.

The remnants of the Zuo Army, defeated on the Huguang battlefield, incorporated by the Xuzhou Army, and transported to Taiwan as East India Company mercenaries for special training, finally arrived.

Looking at a piece of golden sea, the ambition in the pupil could not stop bursting out, and the corner of Wu Sangui's mouth also evoked a wolf-like smile......

Chapter 733. Bao Ketu

Thousands of miles away, there was a bloody storm in the poisonous ancient country, and the sky was full of vultures. At this time, the border area in the north of the Ming Dynasty was full of spring breeze, and the beautiful scenery was full of greenery. The fighting here all year round has calmed down, replaced by green grass Yin Yin, the herds of cattle and sheep are enjoying themselves happily on the grass, nibbling on the spring greens comfortably.

But at this time, the Mongolian riders wearing felt hats and fur coats were no longer driving the sheep, but were replaced by Han Chinese wearing cotton jackets and holding whips.

After the siege of Shengjing, the Mongolian cavalry who carried the plague and retreated to pieces brought disasters to the grassland that were not much less than the losses caused by Emperor Yongle's five northern expeditions. This, together with the number of people who died of illness, resulted in an astonishing drop in the grassland population in just a few years.

According to the past, the fighting of these prairie tribes has nothing to do with the Central Plains dynasty within the Nine Sides. It happens that they are fighting lively, so that the Central Plains can live a peaceful life until the next cruel and greedy prairie. After unifying the tribes, iron cavalry fiercely opened the gate of the Central Plains.

But this time, taking advantage of the weakening power of the Mongolian tribes, the Ming people in Shanxi and Hebei left the customs unceremoniously, enclosing land in the grasslands, the Marquis of the Empire who presided over the defense of the north, the governor of the Chinese army, and the general of Dingbei Tian Chou A special army was also sent to capture the fertile center of Tumochuan, once the capital of the Tumote tribe, Guihua City.

Unwilling to reconcile with the Heshuo Special Department, the Zalu Te Department sent troops twice to try to take it back, but under the sharp artillery fire of the Ming Army and the impenetrable flintlock guns, they left an unknown number of corpses. Flee back.

At this time, Tu Mochuan has become the world of Ming people.

It's just that the economic situation at the frontier border where Yan Xing went to farm outside the customs in the past has undergone another drastic change.

First of all, food is not so valuable. The expansion of the Great Northern Wilderness has created a huge commodity granary for the empire. The vast land and capitalized operations have dealt a heavy blow to the traditional small-scale farmers and landlord-style economy. Although it is possible to achieve a level of fullness that was unimaginable before, it is too difficult to make a fortune.

In particular, the Western Revitalization Plan presided over by Wenmeng has greatly developed the Hetao Plain, the South has signed an agreement with Dashun State, and the Northern Consortium has begun to operate Huguang, a traditional grain base. Two taels of silver for one stone of rice, 15 taels of silver for one stone of white flour, have dropped to a mere six or seven hundred yuan per stone today, and there is not much profit in small-scale farms.

In addition, with Mao Jue's improvement of the domestic demand strategy, the distribution of wealth in Ming Dynasty is no longer the unhealthy olive shape. With the prosperity of industry and commerce, the social middle class that Mao Jue most wanted to see gradually popped up in batches.

With money in my pocket,.The direct impact is that in the food category of Daming residents, the proportion of meat has begun to increase greatly, and at the same time the middle class's demand for clothing has greatly increased.

The third point is the improvement of transportation. In the past, Shanxi merchants needed several days to send a caravan from Shanxi to the grassland for trade. But now, a branch of the Northern Railway directly leads to Guihua City, and they want to come here to do business. , a few days is enough, and bulk trade can also be shipped back to the customs quickly.

So under the stimulation of the market, Huaxia Peng, who had been holding a hoe for thousands of years, also picked up a whip and started grazing.

It’s just that this grazing method is completely different from the Mongols’ living by water and grass. According to the survey by the government, the barbed wire produced by the Liaodong Industrial Base is used to evenly divide the grasslands into pieces of uniformly sized square pastures. For crops, it is enough to plant pastures now, and the animals will move in their own pastures. After one area is eaten up, they will be replanted, and then driven to another area to eat. At the same time, the feed for animals is no longer entirely dependent on pastures. , The by-product soybean meal after the harvested soybeans are machine-pressed is sold to Tumochuan in large quantities and fed to livestock as feed.

Every autumn and winter, the herdsmen of the Ming Dynasty will slaughter a large number of adult animals like the Mongols, but the Mongols have no way to preserve and digest so much meat, and many slaughtered animals are wasted in the end. Seasonal natural refrigerators freeze these meats into lumps and sell them in large quantities to the rising cities in the customs. The leather is sold to Zhangjiakou to be made into leather clothes and sold to the whole country.

The dividends brought by the fur and meat business have developed into a healthy new industry, and the original Daming Ranch in Mochuan has also begun to spread to the depths of Inner Mongolia.

This should be regarded as the best season in the past thousands of years on the grassland. With the spring breeze blowing and the warm sun basking, you can ride a horse and gallop on the grassland, watching the herds of cattle and sheep grazing comfortably beside you. Looking at Huan'er, there is really nothing more comfortable than this, dangling on the horse with her bulging belly, looking at the sky with high clouds, Chiyoji really hated herself for not having an extra pair of eyes.

Under such a beautiful scenery, even Chang Ping relaxed a lot, looking into the distance from time to time.

But this happy mood did not include Han Xiaomo, the northern girl who followed Changping in the capital and wanted to sue her.

A large green towel wrapped her whole delicate body like an Arab woman, so tightly that nothing could be exposed. Chang Ping explained that the lady reporter had rheumatic sores, and the pimples on her body could not be seen as wind. Underneath the upper green cloth scarf was a criss-cross rope net, which tied her up firmly.

The Japanese binding method brought by Chiyohime, two ropes are stretched up and down around her plump small breasts, and then fixed under the armpits, the two arms cannot move, and the wrists are folded behind the back and tied to this parallel rope. She clenched her small fists and put her hands behind her back, so she couldn't move even a little bit.

What is even more perverted is Chiyohime, the little devil. This perverted girl even tied a hemp rope around her slender waist, and then the rope went around her crotch and strangled her waist fiercely. The most important thing for a woman The part was bound by a rope, even if her legs were not bound, she couldn't escape with big strides, she could only walk with small steps in a very ladylike manner, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble for her to take big steps.

Not to mention running away, following the swaying of the horse's back, she was tortured and rolled her eyes.

Before entering the capital, Han Xiaomo admired Changping, the female editor-in-chief of Qingtian, who broke the Zhengcheng case and defended the people, but now, Changping's image has been completely subverted. Looking at Changping's back, she simply hates him. The roots of her teeth were itching, but unfortunately, even if she wanted to curse, she couldn't swear, because under the veil, her small mouth was stuffed with hemp walnuts, and the slight toxin from the walnuts had already numb her tongue.

"Suspicious ghost! Sadist!!!"

With the astringent walnut in her mouth, the girl who couldn't get angry worked hard for a long time, and finally muttered indistinctly twice. Who knew that Chang Ping suddenly turned around as if telepathically, and stared at her little face. Son, so frightened that Han Xiaomo was quick-witted, and quickly forced out a smile again, breaking her eyes into crescent moons with difficulty.

But this Han Xiaomo is too worried, Chang Ping's thoughts are not on her at all.

Even now, Chang Ping still has hesitation and doubts in his heart. Daming is developing the grassland with great fanfare, but there is one factor that cannot be avoided no matter what, and that is the Mongolian tribe.

The Mongolian tribe of later generations is also one of the 56 ethnic groups and 56 flowers. Mao Jue is not a murderer. As long as he puts down the knife and stops plundering the Mongolians, Mao Jue is also willing to accept them. Now he will break into a large northern pasture In the grazing industry, a large number of Mongolians have been employed by ranchers to help look after the livestock, just like the cowboys in the American West.

But this Baoketu is the first political cooperation between the Ming Dynasty officials and the Zhalubu tribe of the entire Mongolian tribe. The Shanxi merchant consortium paid for it, and the Zhalute tribe sent people to jointly operate the Baoketu coal mine, which not only solved the problem of border troubles, Pulling the Zalut tribe into the Ming civilization circle, killing two birds with one stone!

Shanxi merchants, Mongolian tribes, Liaodong faction, and old Ming faction are fighting for power. The interests involved are extremely complicated. If one is not careful, Mao Jue's century-old plan may be ruined!

This is also one of the reasons why Chang Ping still doesn't believe in this little girl. If she was sent by an ambitious faction in the court to do bad things on purpose, and it was done by her hands, then she Chang Ping is a sinner through the ages!

While Zhu Yuhui was deep in thought, the officer in charge of escorting in front suddenly ran back quickly, clasping his fists respectfully to report.

"Ming Concubine, Bao Ketu has arrived!"

Chapter 734. The Darkness Under Industrial Gold

Baoketu is the Baotou City of the later generations. In Mongolian, it means a place with aquatic plants and deer. The strong wind blows the green grass and dances, and occasionally there are pheasants flying up. It is indeed full of vitality.

But what attracts Changping's beautiful eyes the most is the group of buildings standing abruptly on the grassland.

To be honest, the lead gray factory building is not beautiful at all, and it is also covered with a layer of coal dust, which makes it even more dirty, especially the steam coal washing machine and steam conveyor belt that use coal as fuel. Thick black smoke is sprayed in the sky. If it is placed in future generations, this is a typical example of a heavily polluting enterprise, the first one to be shut down.

But now, it is a symbol of the power of industrialization in Ming Dynasty!

There is still some distance away, and I can already smell an unpleasant smell of smoke. I often interview new factories in the suburbs of Beijing. Changping is used to it, but Chiyohime frowned and covered her mouth and nose with her small hands. .

What attracts Changping's attention even more is the yurts around the Baoketu Coal Mine.

This is the headquarters of the Jarut Ministry, and most of the workers employed are also the tribe members of the Jarut Ministry. The women and old people are still tirelessly grazing cattle and horses, but the men have already started working in the mines, wandering for a few days. A thousand-year-old grassland nomad, his life began to change drastically from here.

The two girls in Changping have extraordinary identities, and the coal mine board of directors here also came out respectfully. There are more than 20 people in total, eighteen Shanxi merchants, and only five Mongolian tribes. They came out hurriedly on their horses. Under the vigilant gaze of the officers and soldiers of the guards, these people got off their horses a dozen meters away, and then, led by a chubby old Shanxi merchant, laughed and cupped their fists to greet them.

"Your humble Cao Sanxi, I bring my colleagues from the Baoketu Coal Mine to pay my respects to the editor-in-chief! The editor-in-chief, Li Wanji, can still visit our small place, which really makes us flourish!"

This fat old man is very talkative at first glance. He called the editor-in-chief instead of empress, which really made Chang Ping, a strong woman, feel a lot more comfortable. He also jumped off the horse, stretched out his hand to support Cao Sanxi, and Chang Ping also clasped his fists with a smile. He replied: "Everyone cares about the country and contributes money and efforts to our Ming Dynasty. The establishment of this coal mine not only supplies the empire with valuable coal, but also provides livelihoods for the Mongolian people on the grassland. Even Your Majesty attaches great importance to this. Shopkeeper Cao is not a small place."

"This editor-in-chief is also here to collect information on the spot, to learn more about the details of the joint operation of the coal mines, and to publish it on the headline of the "Emperor Capital Daily" when I go back, so that it can be promoted in other parts of the empire. Please don't bother me!"

Shanxi merchants are already rich enough, and the only thing that matters is that they are famous. I heard that even Mao Jue attaches great importance to his own industry, and even puts himself on the headlines. Cao Sanxi's chubby old face is also as happy as a bun In that way, bow again and again.

"The editor-in-chief is very polite. The editor-in-chief was able to come. It is a blessing from the heavens. The phoenix has fallen into the phoenix tree! Where are you talking about it! Please, my servants have already set up a banquet in the factory department. Please respect the editor-in-chief! "

"Do you really want to go in?"

Smelling the smell of smoke and dust after burning coal, Chiyohime's face twitched. Hearing that she had to go in for dinner, she jumped off the horse unwillingly and whispered in Changping's ear.

"30 taels!"

Shaking the bulging money bag hanging around his waist, Chang Ping put out three green fingers with a smile on Chiyo Ji's eyes.

This trick really worked, her little face collapsed in depression, and she wrapped the scarf on her chin around her face, she snorted angrily.

"Death is death! Auntie, I will go all out!"