surnamed Wang

Chapter 205 Slaves
If others listen to this, I'm afraid it will only be a story, but to the little girl's moon cake, it has a different taste.

She was a little unconvinced:
"According to you, didn't my ancestors of the Northern Yuan Dynasty accomplish nothing?"

Wang Gangquan didn't seem to be surprised by the other party's reaction, he just smiled and said:
"Nothing can be said to be nothing, but it is true that there are mixed reputations. The Northern Yuan royal family has two lines. One is the Lu family that ruled the Central Plains, and the other is the Dayan family that guards the grassland.

As a branch of the Dayan family, it is normal to have many things that you don't know.

At the beginning, the Lu family had just occupied the Central Plains, and their foundation was unstable. In order to prevent rebellion, they adopted a soft policy towards the people of the Central Plains, lightened corvees, and reduced taxes, which played a big role.

However, the Beiyuan people were not of the same race as the people of the Central Plains. As time passed, the phenomenon of emphasizing the Yuan and despising the Han gradually appeared. Of course, this was unavoidable, but at that time, the Emperor of Beiyuan made frequent foolish tricks one after another.

At that time, the national treasury was in short supply, so the emperor ordered the confiscation of the property of the merchants in the Central Plains, and for this reason, some trumped-up charges were made.

Merchants valued profits, and doing so undoubtedly touched their lifelines, which led to the formation of the merchant aristocracy among the three major uprising armies.

After years of disasters, the imperial court should have provided funds for disaster relief, but the imperial court at that time did not regard the Central Plains as its own territory after all, nor did it treat the people as its own people.

This also led to the formation of the second force, that is, the peasant force headed by Wang Mu, the ancestor of my royal family.

Afterwards, seeing rampant banditry in the country and frequent civil upheavals, the imperial court's first thought was not how to appease the people, but blindly suppressed it. At that time, the Eagle Dog Organization was even set up to spy on intelligence and kill civilians unjustly.

Among them, the Gan family in Huainan suffered an unreasonable disaster because of this, just because one of them met a certain figure in the rebel army, the entire Gan family was buried with him.

Gan Ze and his son, who were lucky enough to escape their lives, led the rest of the tribe and resolutely joined the camp against the Northern Yuan rule, and established the famous Gan family army. "

When Wang Gangquan said this, he glanced at Qi Qige, whose face was getting worse and worse. Although the little girl didn't care about national affairs, she was a member of the North Turkistan royal family after all, and she still had her own stubbornness when it came to matters related to the dignity of the royal family.

"However, I have also said that the royal family of the Northern Yuan Dynasty has mixed reputations. During the Northern Yuan Dynasty's rule, they fully developed coastal trade and built many important military cities. At that time, they even spent huge amounts of money to expand their territory to neighboring countries.

At its peak, it even went to the other side of the sea, forming an unprecedented scene of all nations coming to court at that time. At that time, my territory in the Central Plains was re-expanded. On this point, even King Taizu Mu is full of praise. "

When Wang Gingquan said this, the little girl's expression finally eased a lot. After she pondered for a while, she said:

"I don't understand major national affairs. I only know that Father is a great sweater. Park Baiyan told me that he likes the Central Plains, and he doesn't want us to fight with the Central Plains. I believe that there must be some way to make us both happy." The family will always be on good terms."

Hearing the little girl's words, Wang Gangquan smiled again and said:
"There will be that day."

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, his eyes showed memories. 1000 years later, in his time, the dynasty had achieved mutual non-aggression and mutual benefit with the other four clans.

Of course, this hard-won peace was also obtained through countless wars. Although he didn't know how long the peace would last, it had lasted for nearly a hundred years in his time.

The girl thought a little when she heard the words. She was a daughter and could not succeed the Great Khan, but she hoped that this kind of peace would come, because the food from the Central Plains was so delicious.

……

Several people toured Baojian City, and then returned to the inn. After making an appointment for the departure time, they each returned to their rooms.

"She's just a little girl, you don't have to tell her that."

After returning to the room, Yan Rongrong said softly.

"Born in an emperor's family, one is destined to be extraordinary." Wang Qingquan said calmly.

Since the little girl can help Pu Wen resist the fatal blow with a ray of breath, there is a high probability that the danger will turn into good fortune. Wang Gangquan's move is also a bet on a possibility.

Betting that the little girl will finally turn the corner and she will even be able to control the North Tu court in the future.

This trip to the southwest, he will do his best. He wants to use this method to save a share of incense for the Central Plains and North Turkistan. This friendship may not be needed now, but it will not be guaranteed in the future. can play a key role.

"Okay, daughter-in-law, go to bed early, and you have to go on the road tomorrow."

Yan Rongrong blushed pretty when she heard the words, and nodded her head, "Mmm". Seeing this, Wang Gangquan's heart felt hot, and he blew out the candle.

……

The next day, the four of them had breakfast and embarked on the journey again.

The next stop is Zhenjian Mansion, which is a day and a half away from Baojian Mansion. They set off early in the morning, and they are doomed to be unable to reach their destination before dark.

Now just after August [-]th, before the autumnal equinox, the temperature is still cool in the morning, but at noon, it becomes a bit hot and unbearable.

Wang Gangquan had expected it a long time ago, and prepared a few wooden barrels in the car. There was ice water in the wooden barrels, which could be used to quench thirst when he felt hot and thirsty.

In addition, he also specially bought some expensive melons and fruits and put them in it.

It was just around noon, when Pu Wen stopped the carriage, Wang Tingquan directly fished out a watermelon from the bucket, split it open with a knife, and several people shared the food, which was very comfortable.

"Brother, you still have the foresight. This iced watermelon really quenches your thirst."

A few people sat in the shade of the tree, Pu Wen already ate three yuan by now.

Wang Gangquan disagreed and said:

"When you go out, you must always plan carefully in advance. If our trip is as high as a mountain and the water is long, if the journey is like an ascetic monk, we will become Buddhas before we reach the temple."

"That's reasonable, give me another piece."

"How much did you fucking eat? You were the one who thought it was heavy and refused to move it."

"Hey, don't you have no experience in the world, give me another piece..."

Just as the two were bargaining for a piece of watermelon, the sound of horseshoes came from a distance, and the sound was no less than four or five horses.

"someone is coming."

"Watch what happens."

……

In this wilderness, it is lonely and boring without people, but it may not be a good thing to meet other people. No one can guarantee whether the other party is a bandit nearby.

Soon, a group of people came at the end of the path.

As they walked in, Wang Gangquan also saw their appearance clearly.

There are four horses in the team, and one person sits on each horse. The strangest thing is that they are wearing fur coats at this season, and they don't look like people from the Central Plains.

The leader was a woman in her 20s. Compared with several men, her dress was much cooler.

Except for a mink velvet belt tied around the forehead, the upper body was directly wrapped with plain white cloth strips to wrap the chest, not wearing fur like the rest of the people.

I don't know if the cloth strips are not enough, the stalwart part of her chest is only half wrapped, and it trembles up and down with the horse's footsteps, showing a magnificent scene.

When Wang Gingquan saw this, he was really worried that the other party would accidentally pop out the pair of majestic objects. Pu Wen's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he would forget the melon in his hand.

When several people came to the front, Wang Gangquan realized that there were three men and one woman behind them. These people were tied together by chains, their clothes were ragged, and they followed the horse with their heads bowed.

"slave?"

Wang Gangquan muttered something in a low voice.

Slaves were not uncommon in the dynasty. For example, the servants and maids of many wealthy families were actually sold into the master's house. They were beaten and scolded, but they were no different from slaves.

However, these slaves are obviously not from the Central Plains. Judging from their tall and burly appearance, they may be of foreign races such as Beitu or Donghan.

Wang Gingquan muttered casually, unexpectedly the woman opposite heard him, she squinted her eyes and smiled at Wang Gingquan and the others.

Although the other party was smiling, there was clearly a coldness in his eyes, and he was not a kind person presumably.

Wang Gingquan smiled back when he saw this, and he didn't take it too seriously. Although he had lost all his cultivation, there was still the number one warrior of Beitu sitting beside him.

Seeing this, the coldness in the eyes of the wrapped-breasted woman receded, and instead she showed a charming look, sizing up Wang Gangquan with winking eyes.

Yan Rongrong on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Bingquan where outsiders couldn't see, Wang Bingquan was in pain, no matter how hard it was to maintain an elegant and calm smile, his face couldn't help but distorted.

The chest-wrapped woman seemed to understand something, she looked back, and led the crowd to continue marching, and finally found a shade of a tree not far in front of Wang Gangquan and others, dismounted and began to rest.

(End of this chapter)