Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 137
On the evening of April [-]th, after galloping for a day and a night, hundreds of Ming army cavalry wearing frontier cloth face armor, under the supervision of cavalry from other tribes in Harqin, came to the village located more than [-] miles northwest of Yulinkou. Harqin Stone Fortress.

This is Bo Yunai's pasture, located in the Hiraizumi area of ​​later generations.

At this time, under the siege of Yanshan Mountain, the stone fort occupied by Bo Yunai was very conspicuous, and it could be said to be three or four times larger than the Tucheng of the Bayo tribe.

"You guys wait here, I'll go and inform Bohundaiji."

At this time, Taiji of a Harqin tribe cast a defensive look at the cavalry of hundreds of Tian Ce guards. Although the cavalry of Tian Ce guards were upset, there was nothing they could do.

They could only watch Taiji leave with more than a hundred horses, but at this time there were only nine hundred horses left around them.

Nine hundred people look at one hundred people, it sounds very easy, but for the Mongols in Harqin, it is like a formidable enemy.

Because if others took a look at it, they could clearly feel the threat posed by Tiance Guard.

Each of the more than a hundred of them wore triple armor, and the horses sitting on the horses also had vests that protected the foreheads and chests of the horses, and they were equipped with elite equipment.

Looking at the Mongols in Harqin again, among the more than [-] of them, only less than [-] have a simple armor, and the remaining [-] or so Mongolians are wearing thick clothes, only on the chest and back. There are only a few round iron pieces.

Their weapons were full of gaps from battles with other tribes. The degree of damage made one suspect that if these scimitars collided with Tiance Guard's long sword, they might be cut off within a few strokes.

Therefore, the cavalry of Tiance Guard seemed to be taking a walk in the garden, while the people of Harqin seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

This situation lasted until two quarters of an hour later, when thousands of cavalry poured out from the Harqin Stone Fort in the distance, it came to an end.

Compared with the Karaqin cavalry beside Tiancewei, the cavalry under Bo Yunai's command were all wearing iron armor.

But for this, everyone knows that this is Bo Yunai's personal guard.

They were dispatched just to not show weakness when meeting the Ming army.

Soon, these thousands of cavalry escorted three people. The first one on the left was Karaqin Taiji who had just reported the news, while the one on the right was a young Mongolian in his twenties.

Among them was a Soohei Mongol with a gray beard. He was wearing a fish-scale armor that could only be worn by the generals of the Ming Dynasty.

This dark, fifty-year-old man is the leader of the thirty-six divisions of Harqin, the uncle of Duoyan Wei Zuo Dudu appointed by Daming.

He was very wary of this sudden arrival of the cavalry, just because he heard the news from the eastern tribe early this morning.

Thousands of elite cavalrymen of the Ming army rode their horses towards the north, majestic and majestic, which made the Karaqin tribe along the way refrain from some overstepping behavior.

Such an approach soon made Bo Yunai realize that the Ming army might be trying to make an excuse.

But with the excuse of this kind of thing, why didn't you discuss it with him?This made Bo Yuncai, who had invaded south like most Mongolians in his early years, very displeased.

"Bo dizzy!"

Suddenly, without waiting for Uncle Huanxie to speak, Tian Cewei's Qian Hu Ce immediately stepped forward, took out a white silk Wang Zhao from his arms and said:
"King Qi has an order to lead your troops to Baima Pass to discuss with you whether Baima Pass will open a mutual market."

"Mutual market?!" Hearing this, Bo Yunnai, who was called by his first name, immediately put his unhappiness out of the blue.

You must know that the location of their mutual market is Zhangjiakou, which is too far away for the thirty-six tribes of Harqin, especially for the Harqin tribe who graze outside the Great Wall in western Liaoning.

If the mutual market is transferred from Zhangjiakou to Baimaguan, the distance will be reduced by at least three hundred miles, so it's no wonder that Bo Yun is unhappy.

"Abu (father), could it be a conspiracy?"

At this time, the young man next to Bo Yunai spoke in Mongolian in a low voice, but Bo Yunai shook his head at him and said, "If it's a conspiracy, we won't let us take the soldiers and horses from our headquarters."

After finishing speaking, Bo Yunai said to Tian Cewei Baihu: "King Qi is the Fifth Highness of the current dynasty, right?"

Bo Yunai is the closest to Beizhili, and he still knows what kind of king there is in Beizhili. He has never heard of this king of Qi, and he is obviously a newly crowned king.

As expected, Qianhu slightly nodded, and then said:
"His Royal Highness brought a guard to Baima Pass this time, and you are given three days to arrive at Baima Pass to discuss whether to open a trade market at Baima Pass."

"Three days?" Hearing this sentence, Bo Yunai frowned slightly.

Because if it takes three days, it is equivalent to driving at least one hundred and twenty miles a day.

In this way, they will have to feed the war horse to eat beans.

Once the negotiation fails, they will lose money.

However, in order to make the exchange more convenient, Bo Yunai still learned how to bow, and said in a very skilled Hongwu rhyme:

"General, please go back and tell His Royal Highness King Qi that I will definitely arrive at Baima Pass in three days' time."

"Okay!" Hearing this, Qianhu nodded slightly, then glanced at Baiyu Qi behind him and said, "The whole army rushed to Baima Pass!"

"drive!"

Just came to explain a word, Tian Cewei's Qianhu took people away, and Bo Yungai also looked at their leaving back, touched his chin, and wondered if he should take advantage of Jizhen's "family" to go north , went south to Dacaogu.

However, after thinking about it, he gave up this idea, because of the turmoil in Ji Town during this period, he didn't know how many soldiers and horses there were in Ji Town.

If there are many soldiers and horses in Ji Town, then he will not only lose the qualification of Zhangjiakou Exchange, but also lose the opportunity of Baimaguan Exchange, and he will not get any benefits.

Therefore, Bo Yunai said to the young man next to him: "Subdi, go and prepare a thousand peas. We will take the people from the headquarters and the West Eighteenth Division to Baima Pass tomorrow morning."

"Abu, will this make King Qi think that we are demonstrating?" Su Budi was a little worried, but Bo Yunai smiled and said:

"That king of Qi is only eleven years old, he is not as tall as a horse, even if there is a guard of soldiers and horses to protect him, it is useless."

"We just want to demonstrate to him, otherwise how can we benefit from the mutual market?"

After finishing speaking, Bo Yunai patted Subudi on the shoulder and said: "Go ahead, let that baby King Qi see how powerful Karaqin Tabu Nang is!"

"Okay!" Hearing what his father said, Subudi asked people to prepare the bean material, and Bo Yunai also sent people to tell the Eighteen Tribes of Karaqin West in the area from Pingquan to Zhangjiakou, let They sent troops to help, with a strong momentum.

However, after Bo Yunxie finished everything, Taiji Caice, who reported earlier, immediately stepped forward and said:

"Uncle Huanxie, do we still need to tell Chaohua about the Ming army going north from the side wall?"

"Huh?" Hearing Taiji's words, Bo Wan thought for a while before saying, "Forget it, if I tell Chaohua, it may affect Baima's opening of the exchange."

"Okay, then I'll notify the East Seventeenth Department." Taiji nodded, and then, with Bo Yunai's consent, dispatched an urgent rider.

At noon on the [-]th, they told all the Taijis in the Seventeenth Department of East Harqin about the news, and they also expressed their willingness to keep it secret after they heard that this matter might affect the opening of the Baima Pass to the mutual market with Harqin.

They even thought that it would be better if the Ming army could wipe out Neikarka, so they could seize the grasslands in the middle and lower reaches of the Liaohe River and the Laoha River.

Such careful thinking lasted for two days, and it was not until April [-] that someone sent a rider to report.

But at the same time, in the Yanshan Mountains and hills outside the Great Wall, there were also large groups of soldiers and horses.

The West Eighteen Division plus Bo Yunai's headquarters, they gathered a total of [-] cavalry, and headed south with a large number of cattle and sheep to Baima Pass.

At noon, they had arrived thirty miles outside Baima Pass, and in the tower of Baima Pass, Zhu Youjian, who was dressed in a prince's fish scale armor, sat in the tower and asked people to prepare tribute tea and various meals.

To be honest, as a person who traveled through time in later generations, he does not discriminate against or hate Mongols, Manchus, and various ethnic minorities in the Northeast and North.

What he hates are the turbulent and corrupt dignitaries of various ethnic groups, and what he wants to do is very simple, to keep the enemy out of the country.

Thinking of this, he stood up, then walked behind the parapet wearing twenty-four catties of armor, supported the parapet with both hands, and looked at the scene in the distance.

At this time, the Karaqin cavalry in the north began to go south continuously. They went south while grazing, and Zhu Youjian saw a large number of cattle and sheep, so he said to Wang Chengen:

"How is the material reserve at Baima Pass?"

"Return to Your Highness..." Wang Chengen replied wearing a mountain armor:

"According to His Highness, we bought [-] shi of private salt, prepared [-] jin of iron ingots, [-] million jin of honeycomb coal, [-] stoves, [-] shi of grain, and [-] shi of beans."

Having said that, Wang Chengen hesitated and said:
"Your Highness, do you really want to sell so many goods to them?"

Salt, iron and food are all contraband, and they should not be sold, but Zhu Youjian still sold them.

The reason why he wants to sell is very simple. He is not afraid that Bo Yungang will come knocking on the door if he has enough salt and iron.

To put it bluntly, with [-] catties of iron, with the Mongolian iron-making technology, at most some rough iron armor can be obtained, but such iron armor cannot prevent Zhu Youjian's rifles at all.

Since there is no way to prevent it, and Daming needs to raise a dog on the grassland, why not raise it as soon as possible?
Zhu Youjian needs a lot of cattle and horses. The cattle will become the productivity for him to reclaim the land outside the Great Wall in the future, and the horses will be the military logistics.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian glanced at the approaching Karaqin troops in the distance, and said to Wang Chengen:

"According to my arrangement, Tiance Guard will not be able to rush in even if the city gate is opened."

"When all the people in Harqin have arrived at the city gate, open the city gate and ask Bo Yunai to go up the tower."

Zhu Youjian's voice fell, and he walked back to the gate tower again, while Wang Chengen walked behind the gate tower with some worries.

Behind the city gate, there were Tiance guards standing neatly in line.

Three thousand musketeers holding rifles had already finished charging, and behind them was a thickened Ming army chariot with a door-to-door cannon placed on the chariot.

At a glance, there are more than a hundred Fran cannons.

With so many cannons and flintlock rifles, there was only a two-foot-wide city gate in front of them. If the cavalry of Harqin really dared to attack Baima Pass, the city gate would be their burial place.

"Boom rumble..."

As time went by, the sound of horseshoes outside the city gate became more and more solemn and noisy. The tens of thousands of Karaqin cavalry and hundreds of thousands of horses going south made Zhu Youjian prepare tea in the gate tower. They were all startled.

Boundless crowds of people rushed in, like a raging tide, about to engulf the standing Baima Pass.

Not long after, tens of thousands of Karaqin tribes came to Baima Pass. Facing Baima Pass, which was still three feet high, they rode horses under the city and looked at it, singing songs in their mouths, but it was not the music of the Mongolian people of later generations.

They sang while they were in Khoomei, not as if they came to meet friends, but to demonstrate.

"Tell people to fire cannons and tell them to shut up!"

Picking up the teacup, Zhu Youjian took a sip and said lightly.

Seeing this, the thousand households next to him went down the gate tower and told Wang Chengen what Zhu Youjian had said.

Wang Chengen ordered someone to fire the cannon, and the Tian Cewei artilleryman who got the order heard the words, and also took out the fixed medicines that had been prepared earlier, stuffed them wrapped in oiled paper into the barrel of the gun, and then pierced the oiled paper with a bamboo tube, The matchlock was put in.

"ignition!"

Accompanied by the order of thousands of firearms, hundreds of artillerymen lit the artillery with the torches they had prepared earlier.

With the sound of "chi", the matchlock began to burn, but it burned very slowly.

Everyone has been waiting, especially Wang Chengen, who is waiting at the gate of the city with more than a hundred cavalry. Once the artillery fires, he will lead people to open the gate and let Bo Yunai enter the city.

"Boom!"

Like a thunderclap, accompanied by the explosion of gunpowder in the barrels of hundreds of cannons, the cattle and sheep outside the city began to riot, and the Harqin Mongols were also frightened to drive their horses and flee.

Bo Yunai's heart trembled, Taiji from the Eighteen Divisions of Harqin West also looked at Bo Yunai, feeling very guilty.

For a moment, their accumulated momentum was instantly crushed, just because of a round of cannon fire.

"What does this doll want..."

Just when Bo Yungai thought it was a trap set by the Ming army, suddenly the gate of Baimaguan opened, and a hundred or so cavalry stepped out neatly from it, led by an official in a flying fish uniform.

After they walked in, Bo Huanai saw clearly what kind of official this was, it was obviously a eunuch.

However, the appearance of Wang Chengen represented that the so-called King Qi might really be in the White Horse Pass.

After all, the flying fish suit is a kind of bestowal, and there are only a few eunuchs who can wear this kind of bestowal, and they usually accompany the prince, prince, or emperor.

"Bo dizzy!"

Wang Chengen stepped forward and called Bo Yunai's name loudly. Although his legs on the stirrups were shaking in the face of tens of thousands of Karaqin Mongols at this moment, he still followed Zhu Youjian's instructions and said loudly. :
"King Qi ordered you to enter the pass, and you can bring no more than a hundred people with you."

Wang Chengen yelled loudly, and Bo Yungai's expression was also cloudy.

After all, he was also afraid of death, for fear that King Qi would be dissatisfied with him and kill him later.

If that is the case, even if there are [-] cavalry outside the pass, they will not be able to capture the White Horse Pass, and his position may not necessarily allow his son Subu to sit there.

He is hesitating, but he has no choice, because he is the left governor of Duoyanwei, who was canonized by Daming. If he dare not step forward, then the other leaders of the Thirty-Six Department will hate him.

Because he did not step forward, Harqin might be disqualified from trading by Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, he was no longer as domineering as he was with Tiance Wei Qianhu before, but put on a smiling face, rode his horse forward, put his right hand on his heart, bowed slightly on the horse's back and said:
"Duoyan Wei Zuo Duo Bo is dizzy, I have seen my father-in-law..."

"Don't be rude, His Royal Highness Qi Wang still has a lot of things to do, and he will leave after talking to you about the Baimaguan Mutual Market." Wang Chengen fought with both hands, but gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm. He said what Zhu Youjian wanted him to say.

"It's my honor to meet King Qi..." Bo Yunai had no choice but to pretend to be cowardly, after all he was not prepared to turn against Daming.

"Let's enter the customs," Wang Chengen said, then turned around and left with more than a hundred cavalry guards.

Seeing this, Bo Yunai rode his horse back to Karaqin's camp, and said to his son Subudi, "If I die inside, you will avenge me."

"Abu..." Subu wanted to say don't go in, but his mouth was blocked by Bo's dizzy shaking of his head.

Soon, Bo Yunai led more than a hundred riders and followed Wang Chengen and the others into the White Horse Pass.

When he entered the White Horse Pass, the gate of the White Horse Pass was also closed, and then Bo Yunai saw the Tiance guards who were ready to go.

Looking at the one hundred black cannons, he felt a little dizzy, completely lacking the pride of the leaders of the thirty-six tribes of Harqin.

He followed Wang Chengen up to the city gate tower, and then Wang Chengen sang at the opposite side of the gate: "Your Highness, Duoyan Weizuo Duo Bo has come."

"come in……"

Zhu Youjian responded, and at this time Zhu Youjian was sitting in the main seat, with all kinds of delicacies on the table, while Bo Yunai and Wang Chengen were arranged by him to be the first on the left and the first on the right.

There is a table in front of the two chairs, and there is food in each.

Bo Huanxi walked into the hall, hugged his chest with his left hand, lowered his proud head and said:
"Uncle Huannai, pay homage to His Royal Highness King Qi..."

"Take a seat." Zhu Youjian said without raising his head, but after hearing the words, Bo Yun and Wang Chengen took their seats.

After he was seated, he had time to observe Zhu Youjian.

It has to be said that Zhu Youjian's appearance perfectly inherited the advantages of Zhu Changluo and his mother Liu.

In addition, he often practiced martial arts and rode horses after crossing, so now he is full of heroism, naturally sitting in the position, but he is about the same height as Bo Yunai.

Bo Huanai was still thinking that this king of Qi didn't look like he was spoiled, but the next second Zhu Youjian looked at him like lightning.

He hurriedly lowered his head, and Zhu Youjian also said: "Don't stick to etiquette, just move your chopsticks."

As he said, Zhu Youjian picked up the chopsticks himself, and said while moving the chopsticks:
"I'm going to start a mutual market with Karaqin at Baimaguan. You can buy salt and grain, briquettes, and some iron pots and farm tools."

"It's just that these need to be exchanged with cattle, sheep and horses. In order not to let the merchants deceive you, this is the official market, and the prices of everything are fixed."

"I wouldn't say that you sold more cattle and sheep before winter, so people will be given less food and supplies."

"Thank you Qi Wang Long En." Hearing such a good thing, Bo Yunai was a little happy.

After all, some merchants like to keep the prices of cattle and horses very low before winter, so all ministries have suffered a lot.

However, they will also increase the price of cattle and horses at the beginning of spring to make up for the loss.

Bo Wannai wanted to listen carefully to what His Royal Highness Qi Wang needed to do.

"A hundred catties of iron can be exchanged for a cow, or a medium-sized horse."

"Ten stones of grain for a cow, or a middle-grade horse, or a middle-grade horse for two low-grade horses, or six sheep."

"Five stone beans for a cow, or a middle-grade horse, or two low-grade horses, or six sheep."

"Two thousand catties of briquettes for a cow, or a middle-grade horse, or two low-grade horses, or six sheep."

"Eight hundred catties of salt for a cow, or a middle-grade horse, or two low-grade horses, or six sheep."

"Three hundred catties of tea can be exchanged for a cow, or a middle-grade horse, or two low-grade horses, or six sheep."

"Five pieces of white cloth for one ox, or one middle-grade horse, or two low-grade horses, or six sheep."

Zhu Youjian reported a series of standards for mutual market prices, and said after speaking: "This price will not change after it is set."

"I have shown my sincerity, you'd better not think about opportunism."

When Zhu Youjian said this, he kept staring at Bo Yunnai, and Bo Yunnai also knew through Zhu Youjian's quotation, and Zhu Youjian came with sincerity.

On the grassland right now, one hundred catties of iron is the normal price for one cow, but other commodities such as grain, briquette, salt, tea, cloth, etc. are all lower than [-]% of other cross-market gates.

Thinking of this, Bo Yungui didn't want to take advantage, because he saw one thing from Zhu Youjian's appearance and Tiancewei's posture.

If he really dared to play tricks, Zhu Youjian would really dare to call Tiancewei out of the city and beat down the [-] Karaqin Mongols outside the city.

Don't look at the overwhelming momentum of more than [-] people and hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep, but if they face the triple-armored Tiance Guards, they are simply a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Out of the [-] Karaqin people outside the city, they could find at most [-] elites in heavy iron armor, and the Ming army also had more than [-] people, but everyone was top three. How can we fight?
Therefore, Bo Yunxie nodded, showing a kind smile and said:
"His Royal Highness's gift, I will keep it in my heart. I swear to Baima Pass today that as long as Baima Pass is exchanged for one day, I, the Thirty-six Department of Harqin, will not violate the border for life."

"Whether you want to commit a crime or not is not determined by your mouth..." Zhu Youjian ate a piece of meat absent-mindedly, then looked at Bo Yunai and said:
"The barbaric Bayue tribe is disrespectful to Ming Dynasty and has an affair with Jianlu. Tomorrow there will be no Bayue tribe."

"..." Zhu Youjian's words made Bo Yunai's heart skip a beat.

But after he clicked, he immediately expressed his loyalty and said: "I am the left governor of Daming Duo Yanwei. If Your Highness wants to wipe out the fried flowers in Neikalkha, I am willing to lead [-] troops as the vanguard!"

Bo Yunai was showing his loyalty, as if he became honest after meeting Tiancewei, but Zhu Youjian didn't need his loyalty.

To put it bluntly, if there were not too many things in the pass and not enough military horses, he would have taken the four guards of the cavalry to sweep north.

However, even though he looked down on him, Zhu Youjian still said to him:
"Tuman is just a small problem, and Chaohua respects me, Daming." Speaking of his evaluation of Neikalkha, Zhu Youjian immediately got up and said:
"From today onwards, outside the White Horse Pass will be the location of the Karaqin Mutual Market. This time I have prepared [-] stones of smuggled salt, [-] catties of iron ingots, [-] million catties of briquettes and [-] gold coins for you. Stove, [-] stones of grain, and [-] stones of beans."

"I see that you have also brought a lot of cattle, sheep and horses. If you need them, you can trade them locally."

"His Royal Highness King Qi, Long En!" Seeing this, Bo Yunai got up and half knelt on the ground, and said with a chest hug:

"I have brought a gift of five hundred cows and three thousand medium horses for Your Highness."

"The gift is accepted..." Zhu Youjian helped Bo Yunai up, and then said to Bo Yunai:
"Gu also prepared one hundred pieces of Shu brocade, twenty catties of tribute tea and three hundred altars of autumn dew white for you."

"I will tell Brother Huang about your performance."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Bo Yunai returned the gift again, and Zhu Youjian also said to Wang Chengen: "You can entertain the next thing, Gu will return to the Yanshan military camp first."

"Congratulations to Your Highness..."

Wang Chengen and Bo Yunai saluted and sent them off respectively, but Zhu Youjian did not leave, but waited for the end of the mutual market at a crenel.

Wang Chengen did not disappoint his arrangement, and Bo Yunai did not have the courage to knock on the border. After an hour of mutual trading, more than [-] Karaqin people returned to the north with full load, and Zhu Youjian and the others also made a profit. Not a lot.

There are [-] middle-grade horses, more than [-] low-grade horses, more than [-] sheep and more than [-] cattle.

This kind of harvest is only once. In the future, it is estimated that the scale of trade between the two sides will continue at the level of one or two thousand military horses and several thousand cattle and sheep every month.

But even so, there are not many such numbers.

So after seeing the results of the mutual market, Zhu Youjian looked to the northeast.

"Now, just wait for the good news from Man Gui..."

(End of this chapter)