Villager of Daming

Chapter 1221: Reluctant Migration of Han People

"Who are you?"

Where the hot air balloon rose, the young and strong men of the tribe escorted a burly man with a beard forward, face to face with a general flag who had nothing in his hands.

"Ming army, who are you?" The general flag-taker, who could command fifty men, straightened his chest.

He took the initiative to step forward and engage with the other party. If the other party wanted to use force, the worst that could happen was that he would sacrifice himself here, and his brothers would avenge him, and his family would have no worries for the rest of their lives.

"I'm from the Dadali tribe, my name is Wang Zhangyi. Wang means king, Zhangyi means righteous." The bearded man revealed his identity.

"What?" The general was confused. How could such a name come out? Your last name is Wang? A Ming Dynasty person? That's not right! You look like a Jurchen.

"When I was a kid, I met a Han Chinese..."

Wang Zhangyi was not in a hurry to talk about other things and started telling a story to the general flag.

When he was six years old, he was fishing by the Hun River. His mother was sick, so he caught fish for her to eat.

Suddenly the water level rose and the shallow water area where he was turned into deep water. He failed to catch any fish and almost fed the fish.

He was saved by a Han Chinese doctor who came here to exchange medicinal herbs, and the doctor then went to his tribe to cure his mother's illness.

The man stayed in his tribe for a year and a half, and his father, the chief, helped collect medicinal herbs.

He learned Chinese characters from his savior. In one and a half years, a six-year-old child learned more than 2,000 Chinese characters, as well as simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

He had to change to a Chinese name. If his benefactor’s surname was Wang, he would take the surname Wang and recognize the other person as his adoptive father.

The adoptive father always praises his father for being righteous. How could he not be righteous when giving so many medicinal herbs!
He thought the word was good and turned it into his name, Wang Zhangyi.

He has another name, Luo Duohe, but he likes the name Wang Zhangyi.

Because he was good at studying, he relied on his father's position as the leader of the tribe and his own strong body, and used his family and force to become the new leader. His father was still alive! He was hiding in the forest, and his body was also strong. He was only in his forties.

"It's a righteous act. Doctor Zou Fang has made a fortune. According to what you said, the herbs I helped him transport out can be sold for at least one thousand strings of cash at the market.

Three cents a pound of salt can buy 333,333 pounds, 5 liang, 3 cents and 3 li. Of course, if you buy more, you can sell it at a lower price.

I don’t know what he did with the money. Wasn’t there still a war going on at that time? I don’t think it would have been easy to sell medicine.”

The general suddenly looked envious and said that the doctor made a lot of money, and the tribe gave him bear bile, tiger bones, tiger penis, deer antler, badger oil...

Ginseng is not valuable, but it is not easy to hunt a tiger. It is equally difficult to kill a blind bear or a brown bear.

Wang Zhangyi shook his head: "My foster father wrote down what he knew and left it to me. I use the skills he taught me to treat the people in the tribe.

Originally there were few people in my tribe, but as I cured many people, they joined my tribe.

They were more willing to listen to me, so my father let me be the leader and he helped with other things.

When the Ming Dynasty was able to trade here, the Dadali tribe had earned more than five thousand strings of cash by selling medicinal herbs.

I originally wanted to make more money while the times were good, but in the end... oh..."

General Flag: “…”

He doubted the medical skills of the man in front of him. Was this burly man a doctor? He actually liked to hear him say the three words "our Daming" more intimately!

He followed up with the words: "What's going on now? Tribes that have a good relationship with the Ming Dynasty can now use less money to buy things that were previously expensive."

"It turned out that those people from the Yuan Dynasty had a man called Donulaji who sent people to my tribe and asked us to move to another place.

They secretly tried to win over people from other tribes that had joined my tribe. They told me that my tribe could not defeat the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty. I had no choice but to take my people to the Ming Dynasty. I threw away many things and left them in the house. Whoever wanted to use them could use them. I had no control over where they lived.

Where is the Yuan Dynasty now? There is only the Ming Dynasty. If I follow them, I will become their doctor.

The things we throw away are too heavy. As long as people are still here, we can live a good life somewhere else."

Wang Zhangyi explained the reason, and the people of the Northern Yuan Dynasty found him. It was the same alliance tribe led by Tu Yajie.

It’s just that his prestige is higher, so any leaders of other small tribes who are secretly found will immediately consult with him.

He decided to migrate and leave that place because he was afraid of being attacked. He knew he could not defeat the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty because they had too many people.

"Do you need our help? We are..." The general heard it and realized that they are one of our own!

It was obviously impossible for the other party to lie. Who could lead an entire tribe to suddenly launch a surprise attack on the Ming army?

He was worried that the other party had too much stuff and it would be difficult to move, so he reported it himself. There were five thousand people anyway!
The general flag stated his identity and said, "We are different from other armies. We are here to protect the four princes. We will not steal your things because we cannot afford to lose face."

Wang Zhangyi looked embarrassed after hearing this: "You still want to go forward? But we are going to the trade place, and there are old people and children in our team."

He obviously did not intend to let a group of people with weak physical strength follow the Ming team to another tribe.

He knew that the tribe led by Tu Yajie had contacts between the two sides and they gave each other face. If a real fight broke out, no one would suffer.

"Our prince's team is at the back, so it will be more convenient for us to look after each other. We have people in our team who specialize in managing things, and they are amazing!

If you are willing to let your people obey orders, it will be better than it is now, and it will be easier for the elderly and children.

Tu Yajie’s tribe was in chaos, and now it has just stabilized. There were 6,000 people who wanted to fight them, but we ran into them…”

The general continued to persuade, he was sincere, followed the main force, met up with Tu Yajie, and then turned around and went to another place.

Wang Zhangyi hesitated again and asked, "Are you the leader of this team?"

"How is that possible? I can only manage fifty people. I am the general commander. I came out to contact you. There are many weapons pointing at this place. If I die, you will all die."

The general shook his head and revealed his identity.

Wang Zhangyi: “…”

"Is what you say useful?" He was a little angry that the person he discussed things with was actually a general.

"It works. I'll take you to see our leader. What they say works. Let's see if it's the same as what I said."

The general flag was also quite embarrassed because the identities and status of the two sides were not equal, but he felt that he was not wrong. If the people from Xiaqiu Village in the team were in his place, they would probably make the same decision.

"Okay!" Wang Zhangyi chose to endure it, since it had already come to this.

He looked around again, then raised his head to look at the hot air balloon. As it got closer, the hot air balloon seemed bigger.

He turned around and gave an order, and then he would go alone with the general flag. He didn't believe that the other side would arrest him, but he wanted to take his people and surrender to the Ming Dynasty completely.

"What are they doing with the different colored cloths moving back and forth on it?"

As Wang Zhangyi walked, he saw the color of the cloth on the hot air balloon changing from time to time.

"Well... actually... uh... it's to mobilize our people to protect you, in circles..." The general flag lowered his head as he spoke.

(End of this chapter)