Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 268 The Red Top Traitor
Under the night sky, the excitement of Naadam is still going on. The Mongolians in this era lack entertainment, and they seem to want to vent all the suffering of a year in these few days. The plowing and singing dances are not extinguished day and night, but this will pass by again. Next to him, Song Qingshu lost the passion just now.

Along the way, Song Qingshu was thinking, what did Zhou Yuji's hand gesture mean just now, beware of someone sneaking up behind him?

Unknowingly, the horse team bypassed the bustling scenes outside, and actually passed through the burned city wall of Guihua City, and entered the city. Unlike the loose Mongolian tribes outside, this place can be called heavily guarded. Three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, there are tensely guarded soldiers everywhere, and compared with the officers and soldiers in the mainland of Ming Dynasty, these soldiers make Song Qingshu feel palpitating.

A year ago, Guihua City was burned down to rubble by an order, and the only thing preserved was the Silver Buddha Temple in the city. The entrance fee for later generations was 35 yuan. This time Song Qingshu rarely enjoyed a free ticket. Two strong men walked up the steps with each other.

There was a light at the gate of the Silver Buddha Temple, and Song Qingshu took a sudden look. Song Qingshu finally noticed what Zhou Yuji wanted to show him. Bald, without a single hair, seeing this, Song Qingshu's back suddenly went cold, he turned his head and asked Cao Sanxi again.

"Old Cao, why did Naadam run so early this year?"

"I don't even know! I heard, I heard that Khan was selected!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu finally matched up with the vague memory in his heart, no wonder!No wonder!What the hell is going to happen!

"Come on!"

Before Song Qingshu could think too much, the bald-headed strong man behind him pushed Song Qingshu's back and urged him again.

Although it used to be the Tumed Palace, it is small enough. After passing the front yard and bypassing the main hall, there are no two rooms behind. Leading Song Qingshu, the strong cavalrymen flashed their waist cards all the way, but it was unimpeded. In front of the same large hall behind the Buddha, there was a body search, and Song Qingshu's short fire blunderbuss was unceremoniously pulled out.

Fortunately, the gunpowder inside has been replaced by Song Qingshu from black gunpowder to yellow gunpowder, without the smell of sulfur. The eunuch-like guy fiddled with it two or three times, but he didn't understand it. Song Qingshu's deadly muzzle Putting it in his mouth and making a gesture of smoking, the eunuch returned the things resentfully, but the knife was confiscated.

It can be counted, and Cao Sanxi entered the hall, about ten meters away, Song Qingshu completely confirmed the estimation just now.

What Huang Taiji?It was clearly Huang Taiji!
Under the light of more than a dozen butter lamps, a fat man with a bald head and wearing a sable fur was sitting cross-legged on the couch. He was reading "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and his head was not completely bald, only the back of his head was left A handful of copper coins are braided.

This kind of braid was the most authentic hairstyle in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. After the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, it was called the money rat tail by some brazen people. As for the yin and yang hair braids in the Qing Palace Opera, it was not strictly controlled in the late Qing Dynasty. Just appeared.

In the sixth year of Chongzhen, Lin Danhan, who went to Qinghai to escape, died of illness, and his tribe fell apart. His eldest son, E Zhe, brought the Mongolian royal family back and surrendered.

In the history books, the records of the early whereabouts of King Khan of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are not clear, but after entering the Silver Buddha Temple, Song Qingshu suddenly remembered that the second entry of the Qing Dynasty will be in the seventh year of Chongzhen next year, and this time it is from the north of Shanxi The invasion continued until it reached the vicinity of Gyeonggi in North Zhili. As the Houjin Great Khan, it was reasonable for Huang Taiji to appear here.

The one sitting on it must be Huang Taiji!For a moment, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling a murderous intent to kill this guy who had laid the foundation of the dynasty in the history of the Houjin Dynasty. Maybe the political reform of the Houjin Dynasty would be cut off, and the Manchus would hate and reject the Han people. Without the Han army With the support of the Eight Banners, the Manchu Qing would not be able to occupy the pass anyway.

Just kill him!

Unable to restrain himself, Song Qingshu's hands subconsciously touched the revolver in his waist, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered it, and his hands trembled in shock.

"Bold dog, don't kneel down when you see Taiji!"

Cao Sanxi fell to his knees with a plop, but Song Qingshu himself froze in a cold sweat. Only then did he see clearly that the light highlighted Huang Taiji himself, but in the dark part of the hall, there were still two rows of Jurchen warriors, each carrying a bow The knife, the distance is less than two meters, if he rushes up, with twelve bullets in his left and right hands, Huang Taiji doesn't know if he can kill him, but he will definitely die.

Killing him may not mean that Man Qing will fall, but without him, the begging army will definitely be defeated. A cold sweat almost wets Song Qingshu's back, hesitating, and he is trembling violently to hold back the murderous intent .

"Bold, don't kneel!" shouted and cursed, the strong and strong money rat-tailed bastard who stood beside him was already furious and wanted to draw a knife, but at this time, Huang Taiji himself finally woke up from the book God, actually smiled gently and waved his hands.

"Forget it, Hauge, you go out!"

Good guy, another celebrity in the palace drama of the Qing Dynasty, Prince Su Hauge, the eldest son of Huang Taiji!

Extremely unconvinced, he glared at Song Qingshu fiercely, and this big and thick guy let go of his anger and went out angrily. At this time, he had completely suppressed the impulse in his chest, and Song Qingshu cupped his fists helplessly and gave a salute.

"Meet Master Taiji"

Since this fat fox doesn't want to reveal his identity, it's good to accompany him on the show.

"Haha, shopkeeper Song, Mr. Huang is in Saibei, and I have heard of you for a long time! Your soap, Huang's wives and concubines also broke their heads in order to fight, which made Huang a headache. But what I saw today, shopkeeper Song It’s really personable and a talent.”

He is a fart, but Song Qingshu has self-knowledge. He doesn't have the scumbag appearance of the legendary crossing god. I had no choice but to stay vaguely with a smiling face.

"It's Song's fault. This time Song came to the grassland and brought two boxes of soap, and I will give them all to Taiji as an apology."

Huang Taiji didn't pay attention to this thing, and didn't know what to think about it, he stood up with the armrest of the golden chair with emotion, and when he stretched out his hand, he also took out a suit, and said with a smile.

"Shopkeeper Song does a good business. The sheepskin and mink we have in Saibei can only be changed into a set of good clothes when we come to you. Once you change hands, the fur coats and boots I wear as guards are still grasslands. It’s made of sheepskin, but the price has doubled several times, Shopkeeper Song, you merchants, you really have no business and no evil! Ha ha.”

"Taiji, you can't say that!" Song Qingshu didn't want to now, you use knives and guns to kill people and rob things, why don't you fucking rape?Anyway, it seems that Huang Taiji is going to act like a virtuous corporal, and Song Qingshu is not too afraid of him. The conversation is really going to collapse, and there are two revolvers in his waist. If he is in a hurry, he will be killed. Song Qingshu unceremoniously pushes back .

"Traveling to the north of Saibei, Song's horses, horses, food and shelter cost a lot of money. To tan the sheepskin into leather clothes and make leather shoes, there are twelve or thirteen processes required for the trip. For the leather clothes and shoes, there must be thousands of people working. What's more, traveling to and from Saibei, the money spent by the government is even higher than the cost. Song is just taking the big guy to find a way to survive. Taiji has Taiji's way of living, and our businessmen also have the hard work of businessmen. Why is Taiji called a traitor? ?”

Huang Taiji was taken aback when he heard this, lowered his head and pretended to go around a few times, then turned his head and asked, "But shopkeeper Song, if you say that these thousands of people work for you, they won't be farming anymore. , If you don’t plant the land, there will be no food output, Huang heard that your Ming Dynasty is suffering from famine, is this treacherous word wrong?”

"Hehe, what you said is great. The famine in the pass is because there are too few big merchants like me. The land in the world is limited. From the beginning of the founding of the country to the present, it has been concentrated in the hands of a very small number of people. A large number of peasants have lost their land. Attached to them, this became the source of the refugees, the source of turmoil, and Song's factory was just giving them a job to eat and survive."

"Mass-produced clothes, shoes and hats can take out the moldy silver hoarded by the landlords. With salaries, the refugees have money to buy food, and can stimulate the desire of the landlords to farm, so that they will no longer be abandoned. This can form A virtuous circle that pulls society back in the face of dramatic population growth."

"That's why Song patted his chest confidently, I'm not a profiteer! It's those bastards who sit back and enjoy the benefits, steal the bones, and plunder!"

Song Qingshu deliberately scolded Huang Taiji in private, he was really looking forward to this frantic look, but this Huang Taiji is really worthy of a generation of heroes, he was not angry, instead sat back, and thought for a while, suddenly He looked up at Song Qingshu with a smile.

"Listening to Shopkeeper Song's words is better than studying for ten years! Huang has surpassed it."

"But shopkeeper Song just gritted his teeth and scolded the government for being unjust. Huang has a suggestion. Shopkeeper Song can move the business to Guihua City. Huang will definitely entrust you with important responsibilities. On the grassland, there is absolutely no What do you think of the one who blackmailed Shopkeeper Song?"

Damn, do you want me to be your slave?Think beautiful!

Cursing in her heart, seeing Huang Taiji's sincere face, Song Qing forced a smile on his face, and clasped his fists again.

"The grassland is different from the Central Plains. There is no shortage of food growers in the Central Plains. Taiji, if there are [-] less herders in the grassland, do you think it can afford it?"

These words made Huang Taiji silent for a long time before he sighed helplessly and longingly.

"The Celestial Dynasty, the country of wuhuatianbao, is indeed not comparable to our bitter cold place!"

In addition to being melancholy, the sternness and greed in his eyes, but Song Qingshu couldn't help but tremble and shudder when he read it...

(End of this chapter)