Hongwu Daming: Why hasn't my son rebelled?

Chapter 124 The government arrests people?

The so-called caravans are those people who specialize in the ancient tea-horse road in history.

Just like those Cao Gangs who live by the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

Although it is called a gang, there is no specific leader, or a strict organizational framework, let alone a fixed stronghold.

As long as they live by running goods on the ancient tea-horse road, they are called caravans.

But in the caravan, there are still many conventions, such as what I said before, people who go uphill should let people who go downhill not turn back and so on.

At this time, the people who came from below appeared in the field of vision very quickly, Zhu Qi was also taken aback when he saw the people who came, it turned out to be a mixed team composed of a group of Han Chinese and Tibetans from Uzbekistan.

This team did not carry all kinds of goods, but a large number of mules and horses.

The caravans transported commodities such as tea, silk and ceramics from Yunnan and Sichuan to the plateau, and brought back horses from the plateau. This is the origin of the name of the Ancient Tea Horse Road.

They obviously came down from the plateau.

When Zhu Qi first saw these Han people, he was very excited immediately, thinking that he had finally met Daming's people.

But then I thought something was wrong, the Han people who walked the ancient tea-horse road were not necessarily people from Ming Dynasty.

After all, the Ancient Tea Horse Road is divided into two routes into Tibet, the Yunnan-Tibet line and the Sichuan-Tibet line.

It is also possible that they came from Yunnan, and Yunnan is still under the control of Beiyuan at this time. What if these Han people don't think about Ming Dynasty, how can they be loyal to Beiyuan?

Even if they came from Bashu, when asked by people on the road, most of them would say that they were from Yunnan.

After all, Daming and Wu Sizang are currently in a hostile relationship. If they claim to be from Bashu, they may not even be able to enter the city.

As for the dangers along the way, it doesn't matter if you say you are from Yunnan or from Bashu.

As the saying goes, "Three points of life are lived by boats and horses", not to mention wolves, tigers and leopards along the way, which mountain does not have a group of bandits?

These bandits ate a lot of wild fruits from mountain springs, and they also counted on robbing one or two caravans to live a good life all day long.

The caravan that came in front had no heavy cargo, and was going downhill again, so they walked quite fast.

They walked past Zhu Qi one by one, looking at the young man in front of them strangely.

They are dressed in a refined manner, and the material of the clothes is also unusual, which is quite different from the ordinary caravan people who walk the ancient tea-horse road.

After all the people who came downhill had left, the people in front beat the gong, and the team set off again.

Zhu Qi saw that although the caravans in the team were all Uzbek Tibetans, they didn't seem to have any hostility towards himself, who looked like a Han, and Bai Tang Yu'er.

Talking and laughing along the way, and popularizing the various rules of the caravan with the two, it seemed as if they really wanted to admit the two into the team.

And Zhu Qi listened all the way, and also knew a lot of knowledge that he didn't know before.

For example, this caravan is also divided into professional and joint gangs.

These Tibetans from Uzbekistan are professionals, running the ancient tea-horse road along the Yunnan-Tibet route all year round.

And those who passed by just now are obviously gangsters.

Everyone went to the front to rest for a while, and began to cross the river in the afternoon.

They crossed the Lancang River, which is also the place where the Sichuan-Tibet line and the Yunnan-Tibet line meet.

The scale of the ferry is small, but in terms of the line of the Ancient Tea Horse Road, the level of prosperity is already second only to the ferry of the Yangtze River.

Everyone waited for a while before they got to the ferry. By the time they had all crossed the Lancang River, it was already evening.

The leader of the caravan is usually called Ma Guotou, or Big Guotou. After crossing the Lancang River, Ma Guotou chattered to everyone for a while.

Zhu Qi didn't understand a single word, but the other party spoke Tubo.

Seeing Zhu Qi's bewildered expression, Bai Tang Yu'er acted as an interpreter at the side, saying:
"He said that it was getting late. After passing the small town ahead, there is no place for people to gather for a long time. We will not leave after crossing the river. We will rest in the town tonight."

Zhu Qi nodded, and then asked strangely:

"Miss Baitang can speak Tubo?"

In Zhu Qi's impression, Chengdu is so big that there is no one who can speak Tubo. Fortunately, Liu Bowen, who knows everything, wrote the letter from Yangmou.

Bai Tang Yu'er giggled and said:

"Of course, I lived very close to the Tibetans when I was young, and I learned from them.

Besides, if I don't know Tubo, how can I get into the caravan. "

While Bai Tang Yuer was speaking, a Uzang woman came over with something in her arms, smiled at Bai Tang Yuer, and spoke Tubo for a while, Bai Tang Yuer followed up with a few words, and then translated:

"She's here to bring you quilts. It's July and it's very cold on this plateau."

Zhu Qi suddenly realized, and hurriedly thanked the woman, and then remembered that this was a Tibetan woman from Uzbekistan, who might not understand Chinese, so he asked Bai Tang Yu'er to help translate.

Unexpectedly, the Uzbek woman smiled and said in broken Chinese:

"Thank you, you should be away from home, not to mention you are still Yu'er's friend."

Zhu Qizheng found it strange that the woman from Uzbekistan spoke kindly, so she continued to ask Bai Tang Yuer:

"Is Auntie okay? I haven't seen you all these years since I joined the Happy Horse Gang for five years."

When Zhu Qi heard this, he looked at the woman suspiciously, and then at Bai Tang Yu'er.

Seeing Bai Tang Yu'er sticking out her tongue, with a playful expression on her face, the Tibetan woman from Uzbekistan couldn't help laughing at this scene.

Zhu Qi couldn't tell, they knew each other!
Maybe they were the Tibetans Bai Tang Yuer mentioned who lived nearby when she was a child!

No wonder this group of Tibetans from Uzbekistan was willing to take Bai Tang Yu'er and himself, a Han, in the team.

The woman put all the quilts on the carriage, then turned around and left.

Bai Tang Yu'er didn't wait for Zhu Qiqi to ask, she said to herself:

"I didn't lie to you, and you didn't ask me if I knew them."

Zhu Qi was taken aback for a while before he realized that he only saw Bai Tang Yu'er communicating with them smoothly along the way, and he really didn't expect them to know this before.

But Zhu Qi quickly asked:

"Aren't we going to rest in the town? Why are you giving me a bedding?"

Bai Tang Yuer said:
"They said they were going to rest in the town, but they didn't say they were going to stay in an inn. Do you know how much it costs to stay in an inn along the ancient tea-horse road?

It is more than five times more expensive than Chengdu in one night, and the environment is not very good, not even the woodshed.

They have their own tents, and the two of us sleep in a carriage. "

After Bai Tang Yu'er finished speaking, Zhu Qi was taken aback, hesitated for a moment and asked repeatedly:
"We two... sleep together?"

Bai Tang Yu'er was also taken aback for a moment, and then realized that it was not appropriate to say this, so she hurriedly added:
"I really want you to sleep outside, but they don't have any extra tents, and you're just recovering from poisoning, so I'm afraid you'll freeze to death outside.

But you don't want to have multiple items. Although the two of us sleep in the same car, but you and I sleep here, don't cross the line. "

Zhu Qi said:

"Do you want to get another bowl of water in the middle?"

Bai Tang Yuer froze for a moment, and asked:

"what does it mean?"

Zhu Qi didn't expect that Bai Tang Yu'er didn't even know about this classic, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's stalk, so he knew that the common people of the Ming Dynasty liked to watch Liang Zhu's operas.

Although I don’t really sleep for everyone to watch while singing operas, there are also mentions of this bowl of water in the lyrics of operas.

Zhu Qi said:
"The story of Liang Zhu, you haven't heard of it?"

"Liang Zhu?"

Seeing that Bai Tang Yu'er really didn't know, Zhu Qi became a popular science teacher, but only when it came to Zhu Yingtai disguised as a man, staying overnight in the ruined temple with his good friend Liang Shanbo, and took a bowl of water in the middle.

Ma Guotou came to call them to have dinner together.

Then I saw people moving stools and sitting together, with a pot burning white things in the middle.

Bai Tang Yuer said:
"This is mare's milk. If you drink it for the first time, you may not be used to it."

Looking at the boiled mare's milk, Zhu Qina had already heard of the great reputation of this mare's milk.

However, when the Han people drank mare's milk, few said it was not good. They all said that the taste was strange and unaccustomed to it.

It was also the first time for Zhu Qi to drink it, so he wanted to see how weird this mare's milk was.

She brought a bowl of mare's milk, and the U-Tsang woman next to her brought another piece of naan bread, and handed it to Zhu Qi with a smile.

Everyone, don't be fooled by the pictures of the people on the grasslands grilling meat and drinking heavily every day in TV dramas.

In fact, except for the nobles, most ordinary people on the grasslands or on the plateau, the main food is the milk of the livestock they raise, and this pancake.

Zhu Qi was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, and he has been in a coma for a while and hasn't eaten anything.

I saw the naan bread in my hand biting down. Although it was made of coarse grains, it was still full of sweetness.

Sure enough, I was hungry, and everything was delicious.

The Uzbek woman nearby saw it and said hastily:
"You just woke up, you can't eat too much, I will only give you a piece of naan tonight, and you should drink less mare's milk."

Zhu Qi didn't expect that the Tibetan woman in Uzbekistan would understand this. It is said that the Tibetans on this plateau are more or less skilled in medicine, and it seems to be true.

After all, the land here is sparsely populated. If you are sick and can't do anything, you will be really anxious.

Zhu Qi took a sip of mare's milk while eating the naan bread.

Although I was very hungry, the mare's milk did taste weird, mainly a fishy smell.

Even after it was cooked, the fishy smell did not subside in the slightest.

If I had to put it before, I would definitely not be able to drink it, but this naan biscuit is very delicious, it is really not easy to take it down without drinking something.

Eating and drinking here, a group of people waited and chatted around the campfire.

Although this is a town, except for the scattered houses around it, there is not even a half-imagined road, and there are only dirt roads stepped on by people everywhere.

Compared with the villages in the Central Plains, the scale and appearance are similar.

But looking at the surrounding lights, and the short earthen wall that looked like a city wall, everyone felt an indescribable sense of security.

After all, the wilderness along the way, especially after crossing the Yangtze River, and the farther west you go, the more remote it is.

They were chatting over there, and Bai Tang Yu'er also talked vigorously, but they all spoke Tibetan, obviously a group of people did not intend to switch to Chinese in order to take care of Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qi was confused, but fortunately, the Uzbek woman next to her was very enthusiastic to help translate from time to time.

Only then did Zhu Qi realize that this group of people were talking about the Liao King Zhu Qi of the Ming Dynasty!

Shouldn't you be scolding me?

Zhu Qi thought so at first, but after hearing what the Uszang woman said, his expression became very strange.

Because these Tibetans are really not scolding the Liao King of the Ming Dynasty, but praising the Liao King for his wisdom and courage, and his ability to predict things like a god.

Especially in the battle of Yunzhongshan, what personally led a hundred fine cavalry, scattered the [-] Beiyuan army!

Good guy, even Zhu Qina was dumbfounded.

There are only three hundred elite cavalry in Yingtianfu, and seven of them are killed and seven are killed. How come there are only one hundred elite cavalry here?
And what the hell is the 4000 army of Beiyuan, the battle of Yunzhongshan, the gang of Beiyuan soldiers plus bandits from all walks of life is only [-] people.

The transmission is too magical, right?

That's all for it, and after discussing the topic later, the Great Ming Liao King is no longer a human being.

Not to mention being able to fight, but also saying that the king of Liao jumped out of a stone, had three eyes, stepped on a hot wheel, carried a demon tower in his hand, sounded like a bell, had three heads and six arms, and had a crippled foot. Such a big footprint...

Zhu Qi almost choked himself to death with the sip of mare's milk, and what's more amazing was that Bai Tang Yu'er actually listened to it seriously, showing shocking expressions one after another.

Seeing this, the Tibetan woman from Uzbekistan said jokingly:

"Don't talk about it, we, Yu'er, are delighted to hear it."

The others roared with laughter, but Bai Tang Yu'er said without any concealment:

"Hmph, I just like a heroic young man like King Liao of the Ming Dynasty. My future husband must be such a person!"

Bai Tang Yu'er's boldness had far exceeded Zhu Qi's expectations, and he was dumbfounded.

Even a chivalrous woman in the world would not dare to say these words boldly.

But Zhu Qi still wanted to laugh a little bit when he heard it, if he popped out to reveal his identity at this time, saying that he was His Highness King Liao, what kind of expression would this Bai Tang Yuer have?

But for his own safety, Zhu Qi decided to forget it after thinking about it.

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It was getting late, and everyone went back to their tents to rest.

Zhu Qi returned to the carriage, his bones were still soft, but he had recovered a lot compared to the daytime.

When he got to the carriage, he saw Bai Tang Yu'er sitting cross-legged and looking at him with great interest.

Zhu Qi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that such a heroic woman will force me tonight, this little fresh meat, right?
What posture should I use to resist when I wait?
I heard Bai Tang Yuer ask:
"Then Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai put a bowl of water, and then, did Liang Shanbo find out Zhu Yingtai's identity as a woman?"

Zhu Qi was taken aback, good guy, so this woman is still thinking about Liang Zhu's story?

But the night was already dark, and Zhu Qi was also very tired, so he spread out the quilt on the carriage, yawned and said:

"I'll tell you when I'm on my way tomorrow."

Zhu Qi also really planned to take a good rest and wait until tomorrow to think about what to do in the future.

And the most important thing is to pass on your situation back to Chengdu as soon as possible.

He was about to lie down, when Bai Tang Yuer grabbed his quilt beside him, insisting that he finish the story before going to bed.

When Zhu Qi couldn't laugh or cry, he suddenly heard the sound of galloping horses outside, and then heard someone shouting:

"Everyone stay still! The government is arresting people! You go over there and look for each tent one by one!"

(End of this chapter)