Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Looking at the dark white cloth and the white flag hanging out of who knows where, Gong Yonggu felt a pain in his balls.

Why is there a faint smell of sex in the wind?

What on earth are these white cloths?

……

Liu Wenbing also got off the boat.

He looked at Maozi, who was knocked to the ground by the soldier with the butt of his rifle and tied up. He squatted on the ground curiously, stretched out his hand to grab the messy hair of one Maozi, who couldn't tell whether it was a beard or hair, and took a closer look.

"Well, the one with blue eyes and a hint of gray is very similar to the Rakshasa in the storyteller's mouth!"

Liu Wenbing scratched his head.

Where did these idiots come from?

This is really not the birth of a Tatar girl!

The two sides fought in a confused manner, and Liu Wenbing had not yet figured out the origins of these barbarians.

Gong Yonggu also picked up a piece of hair and looked at it, and said uncertainly:

"Brother Liu, it seems, should, maybe, maybe, seems to be a Rakshasa?"

Consort Gong also couldn't tell where the enemy came from.

The two of them looked at each other and were about to call in local people to confirm the origin of the barbarians when they saw hundreds of ragged people pouring out of the simple wooden fence city on Temple Street.

The leader, an old man in his fifties with a whip mark on his face that had not yet scabbed over, had already run to the soldier in charge of the police station.

After some exchanges between the two parties, the old man seemed to have confirmed something, and immediately led the people to kneel on the ground, shouting indiscriminately:

"Master Wang is here!

Master Wang is back!

Oh my god, you opened your eyes! "

Amidst the old man's cries, wailing sounds filled the field.

The common people cried bitterly and looked at the soldiers as if they were seeing long-lost relatives.

Liu Wenbing looked at Gong Yonggu, and the two of them inexplicably remembered Lu Fangweng's famous sentence——

"Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifice will never forget to tell Nai Weng!"

These people in front of me should also be Mingren...

Liu Wenbing signaled Gong Yonggu to be on guard with his eyes, but he himself came to the front of the crowd.

At this time, the people who were kneeling on the ground already knew the origins of Liu Wenbing and Liu Wenbing from the soldiers.

The old man with whip marks burst into tears:

"Ding Nan, an overseas survivor of the Ming Dynasty, comes to pay homage to the noble man!"

The old man's head hit the black earth hard again and again.

"Old man, please get up quickly!"

Although Liu Wenbing is a marquis, he also knows that his family is just an ordinary person from a small family.

If it weren't for the smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb and the elders in the family being elected to the palace, the Liu family would become prosperous.

In this time of war and chaos, he probably didn't know where he would die.

Liu Wenbing, who sticks to his true nature, has always been very simple in his behavior, and can even get along with traffickers and lackeys.

He saw an old man who could be his father, with blood still oozing from the whip marks on his face, but he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Liu Wenbing's compassion suddenly burst out.

He helped Na Ding Nanlai up with his own hands and asked:

"My dear husband, this is Liu Wenyao, the Marquis of Xinle of the Ming Dynasty, and the one behind is Gong Yonggu, the consort of the eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty.

I dare to ask my husband, why are you waiting here? "

When Ding Nanlai heard the noble man personally confirming his identity, the tears that he had just stopped burst into tears again:

"Master Hou, most of us are descendants of the merchants who came here with Grandpa Dusi.

When the imperial court set up Nuergandusi, the area was rich in timber, ginseng, and dry goods, so our ancestors followed the army and came here to open up trade routes..."

Liu Wenbing nodded.

Throughout the ages, whenever an army is dispatched, it is indispensable for merchants to accompany them.

These merchants will carry goods needed for large armies. When selling to the army, they can also get generous rewards. At the same time, since a large army is dispatched, spoils of war are inevitable.

Most of these materials that were inconvenient for the soldiers to get rid of were sold to the caravans accompanying the army.

After merchants established friendship with the army, they were often able to obtain trade rights within the army's sphere of influence.

It can be said that the military merchants and the court itself had a mutually beneficial relationship.

When the Ming Dynasty established Nuergandusi, it was the early years of Emperor Yongle, and it was also the period when the Kaizhong Law was most strictly enforced.

The merchants who followed the army at that time were very profitable!

It is reasonable for the ancestors of these merchants to come to Temple Street.

Ding Nanlai sighed:

“During the Xuande period (Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji), the imperial court withdrew the Nuergan Dusi and assigned the command of various military posts to the Liaodong Dusi.

Most of our merchant families have been here for several generations, and we no longer have any relatives or friends in our hometown.

And because the goods here are plentiful and I can make some money, I stayed here..."

Liu Wenbing understood.

In fact, the Ming Dynasty's loss of control over the Nurgandusi region was a slow process.

The existence of Nurgandusi has one most important purpose - to obtain wood for manufacturing sea ships.

The Nurgan area is full of virgin forests, and the trees have grown for hundreds of years.

Any tree you can find here can be used as a material for making ships.

In the second year after the establishment of Nuergan Dusi alone, the Ming Dynasty built 25 sea-going ships in the Nuergan area.

The intention of Lord Yongle to establish Nuergandusi is evident.

……

After the imperial voyages were stopped, the existence of Nurgan Dusi became unimportant.

At this time, it was the time for private maritime trade to gradually expand.

Officials used their influence to constantly intervene in the maritime trade, and even created public opinion, forcing the court to give up navigation.

Even the lucrative overseas trade was blocked by the imperial court. Naturally, the source of the raw materials could not be controlled by the imperial court.

As a result, Nuergandusi was withdrawn...

The command of the subordinate guard post was transferred to Liaodong.

But Liaodong is under the command of Shandong.

In other words, Nuergandusi was reduced from the original provincial administrative district to the county level, and it was still the county level of Jisi Prefecture.

Because these guards gradually evolved into indigenous guards instead of the imperial guards.

After Lord Wanli aided the DPRK to fight against the Japanese, the Nurhachi family, which guarded Liaodong for the Ming Dynasty, gradually grew in power, and this became a serious problem for the Ming Dynasty.

And when the bandit military group Houjin blocked the connection between the Nuergan area and the core of the Ming Dynasty, the fate of these businessmen was foreseeable.

Liu Wenbing thought clearly about the whole situation. He pointed to the tied up Maozi on one side and asked:

"What's wrong with these people?"

Ding Nanlai sighed repeatedly.

A young man in his twenties next to him replied:

"My lord, these people come from the far west. I heard they are from a country called E Luo Si."

"After they came, they burned our strongholds everywhere, and continued to raid our logging camps along the river..."