Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The Mongolian tribes had never lived in such luxury.

They can use the gold and silverware of the Han people, and livestock that were worthless before can now be sold at high prices, not only livestock, but also slaves.

Every winter, many slaves freeze to death. After the merchants come, the slaves can bring them a lot of income.

They can afford both sugar and salt.

Mrs. Darling felt that slaves were getting more and more expensive, and he could hardly buy slaves.

Merchants drove up the prices of slaves, cattle and sheep.

More and more nobles chose not to sell their cattle and sheep, but slaves could be sold.

After all, a few slaves can drive a herd of cattle and sheep.

It's useless to have too many slaves.

Besides, there is no war now, and even if there is a war, these slaves cannot be soldiers.

Slave owners also disliked having too many slaves, which cost too much food. As long as slaves can drive cattle to graze, it is enough to do some heavy work, but too many slaves are also troublesome.

So most of the slaves were taken away, only a small number of slaves remained.

But slaves are still being produced, and new civilians become slaves every day.

There are even nobles who use trumped-up charges to make civilians into slaves, and then sell the slaves to merchants.

Huge profits made people flock to them, and everyone was blinded by the benefits at their fingertips. Some of the nobles still kept their sense and warned everyone that it was a conspiracy by wise people.

Bayar is a Mongolian aristocrat who has not been dazzled by interests.

He also summoned companions who had the same idea as him, and ran around, trying to persuade the nobles.

But every time they fail.

He said: "Without slaves, our cattle and sheep, our palaces and houses, who will build them?"

But the nobles said: "Slaves will have children, they always have children, and common people who make mistakes. If we sell all the slaves now, there will be more and more slaves in a short time."

Bayar also said: "The Ming people sold us sugar and salt at a low price, and bought our cattle and sheep at a high price. They have sinister intentions! Once they don't sell us sugar and salt, they will no longer buy our cattle and sheep. ,what should we do?"

The nobles said again: "Did we starve to death before they appeared? Now they spend money to buy our cattle and sheep, and they send good things over. They don't take advantage of such bargains. Are you stupid? "

No matter what Bayar said, the nobles had something to refute him.

Even Bayar's father sold his slaves.

Bayar asked his father: "You know me! How could you sell the slave!"

Standing in front of his father, he was already taller than his father. He was so angry that his hands clenched into fists.

Bayar's father was taken aback by his son's appearance, and then roared, "What else are you going to do! You run around all day, do you know how much cloth and sugar a slave is worth now?"

"Everyone else is selling it, why can't I sell it!" Bayar's father slapped his son.

That slap on Bayar's face was more like a slap on Bayar's heart. He fell to the ground and looked up at his father.

Is this old and mean man really the indestructible Mongolian warrior he thought?

Bayar's father also regretted beating his son, but I couldn't apologize to his son. He stared and said dryly: "Bayar, look at our house, look outside, everyone else is living a good life , do you want me to eat bran swallowing vegetables?"

Only then did Bayar finally realize that he couldn't stop it.

No matter how hard he tried to stop him, no one would listen to him.

No matter how reasonable his words are, no matter whether those people know that this matter is not beneficial to the tribe, they will not stop. The meat is already on the lips, and no one will give up.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Bayar laughed out loud, with a look of madness.

Compared with Bayar, Tuotuo and Hacizhang are now the guests of the tribe. After all, they are Mongolians, and the same tribe is closer. Tuotuo is a Mongolian after all, and he is not without struggles in his heart, but he also sees When it comes to what kind of life the Mongols live in the Central Plains, their children can also go to school with the children of the Han people, and they can also live the life of the Han people.

Don't worry about being hungry.

But he felt guilty no matter what.

This sense of guilt made him feel pain even though he was smiling.

Compared with Tuotuo, Hacizhang didn't have such a big inner struggle.

Ha Cizhang has lived in Dadu since he was a child, which is now the capital. Although he also received education from Mongolian nobles, he has already gotten used to life in the Central Plains.

He used to yearn for life on the prairie, for the feeling of being free and being able to ride a horse.

But when he really came to the grassland, he realized that this kind of life was not what he yearned for.

For the Mongols on the grasslands, only nobles can live the life he imagined, while commoners, even slave owners, can’t live a good life. If the cattle and sheep get sick and die, they can’t live a good life. up.

There are also wolves. For ordinary Mongolians, life seems to be a day-to-day struggle. After this year, I don’t know what will happen next year.

Before the Yuan Dynasty, they might not even be able to buy salt.

Now the nobles wear silk and cotton clothes sold by the Ming people, and drink fine wine sold by the Ming people.

They can buy everything except Daming's beauties and weapons.

There were no such days even in the Yuan Dynasty.

Ha Crazhang watched those Mongolian nobles live absurdly day after day.

They don't care what kind of life the civilians live, they only care about how well they live.

Even Harizhang knew that many civilians could not survive, and asked merchants to buy them and make them work like slaves.

Because as long as the money is paid off, they can enter the city and become citizens of Daming.

Their children can study, they can also earn money to buy a house, and they no longer need to rely on the sky on the grassland for food.

Merchants are unwilling to buy civilians.

Then the most absurd thing happened, that is, the civilians took the initiative to make mistakes and wanted to become slaves.

Of course, the nobles would not go into the reasons. They are worried that there will be fewer slaves, and this is the opportunity to fill in another batch.

Commoners became slaves, slaves were sold by merchants, and these slaves would eventually become the common people of Ming Dynasty.

Ha Cizhang said to Tuotuo: "Father, I think they are not as good as pigs."

Tuotuo was taking off his shoes and soaking his feet, his mouth was bitter, he said: "The situation is just pressing."

So what if you can see through it?

All the nobles are crazy. Now tell them that they must draw a clear line with the merchants and can no longer enjoy luxury. Will the nobles agree?

The more you see, the more painful it is.

Ha Cizhang handed the foot towel to Tuotuo: "Father, we will go back after finishing our work, why are you worrying about them?"

Tuotuo: "It wasn't like this before..."

The folk customs of Mongolia in the past were simple and simple. Although there were always fights between tribes, the backs of Mongolian warriors were never bent.

But now, the nobles are having fun all night long, and the common people are quite slaves.

Everything is in chaos, and it will continue to be in chaos until the end...

Tuotuo sighed: "We should go back."

The longer he stayed, the more uncomfortable he became.

He watched helplessly as his fellow clan walked into the abyss step by step, but he couldn't even say a word.

On the day Tuotuo and Hacizhang returned to Beijing, many people came to see them off. The nobles wished to kill them when they first arrived, but now they are sending them away with eager faces. They believe that Tuotuo and Hacizhang The benefits that Hacizhang brought to them.

With Tuotuo and Harizhang around, they can also find excuses for themselves.

They also knew that it was impossible for Mingren to be so kind to them all of a sudden, but they didn't want to give up the benefits they got, so they found a reasonable excuse.

The benefits are not given to them by Mingren, but by Tuotuo.

Tuotuo is a Mongol, and Mongols will not harm Mongols.

Tuotuo also saw their self-deception, but everyone deceived themselves, and no one cared about the truth.

Ha Cizhang has been waiting to return to Beijing for a long time. The life in Mongolia cannot be compared with that in Beijing. What's more, he wants to go back to see Chu Lin earlier. I don't know if Chu Lin misses him these days after he left. Well, let's go soak in soup and drink together.

There are quite a few bathhouses in the capital now, and each one is better than the other. He has long wanted to try it, but unfortunately he never had the chance.

Going back this time, no matter what you say, you have to persuade Chu Lin to go with him. What's the point of staying in the city?

When they left, they brought a lot of Mongolian food, which can be regarded as the taste of their hometown, although Harizhang had never stayed here.

Although merchants would buy Mongolian cattle, sheep, and slaves, they never bought Mongolian food.

The price of cattle and sheep soared quickly, and nobles would rather sell cattle and sheep to merchants than let commoners buy them.

Without meat, there was no food in the grasslands. The merchants only sold gold, silver, jewelry, and silk brocades, but never food.

The nobles asked the merchants, and the merchants said that the people of Daming were in short supply of food now, if they sold the food, the price would have to be multiplied several times, and there was no profit.

But the nobles are not short of food, and the merchants will not sell them, but give them.

Not much each time, but enough.

The nobles don't care how the common people eat.

They have their own food and meat, as well as countless gold and silver jewels. They now have things that only people in the Central Plains once had.

Beauty in arms, countless enjoyment.

Aren't these days better than before?

They used to be called nobles, but they are not much better than ordinary people. At most, they eat better. They raise these warriors, but warriors also have to eat, and warriors also have to enjoy.

The Warriors also feel better about life these days.

They have food, drink, women, and occasionally hunt without encountering any danger.

Ha Cizhang met a few friends in the grassland, all young people.

When they were leaving, the group of young people rode off to see them off on horseback, and agreed that next time Hacizhang would come over, they would drink and eat meat together.

Looking at the smiling faces of these young people, Ha Cizhang couldn't laugh.

If... If His Majesty's wrists are not as iron-blooded as before, maybe they will have a chance to meet again.