New Shun 1730

The tribal elder grabbed a handful of grass seeds and pinched them carefully. Taking advantage of the howling cold wind, I stretched out my right arm and twisted my fingers slightly, and the grass seeds fell in the wind.

The people in the tribe led out a black bear, and behind it there was a woman wearing an animal skin crying, because she knew the fate of this black bear, and she had breastfed this black bear when it was a child, in order to sacrifice it one day. sacrifice.

The elders of several tribes looked towards the cliff in the direction of Yongning Temple and prayed for their "bear spirit".

"Dear Spirit Bear, you were sent to this world for us to capture."

"Holy God, we worship you; may you hear our prayers."

“We fed you and raised you against all odds, all because we loved you so much.”

"Now, that 'evil spirit' is attacking our village and killing our members. And you have grown up, and we are going to send you back to your parents. Please speak kindly to us and tell them that we are friendly to you. Please You come back to us again, and we will sacrifice you again.”

"Holy gods, please bring our prayers to the distant Ming Emperor. We are willing to contribute walnut tusks, white rabbits, and mink skins in exchange for his protection..."

After praying, the woman took out the dried berries that she was reluctant to eat and fed them to the bear. The bear had grown up in the tribe since he was a child. He didn't know what kind of fate he would face. He extended his paws affectionately and licked the delicious dried berries.

Suddenly, the man in the tribe took out a rope and tied it to the bear's limbs. The black bear thought it was just a daily joke and didn't resist at all.

Seven or eight strong men picked up the wooden sticks that had been prepared and exerted force on both sides at the same time. The two wooden sticks squeezed the black bear's neck. The remaining people held on to the rattan rope tightly. The black bear couldn't breathe. It stared at the woman who had breastfed it with a pleading look.

Oh……

Oh……

With the last breath squeezed out of his chest, the warriors selected from the tribe to fight against the "evil ghost" in the north took out their bows and arrows and aimed them at the black bear's chest.

laugh……

The arrow flew out, and the black bear struggled twice, then fell to the ground with a bang.

"May the blood of the gods bring us good luck. May the blood of the gods bring us strength. May the blood of the gods bring us our prayers."

All the men lay down on the ground one after another, opened their mouths, sucked the blood from the arrow wounds, and smeared the blood on their faces.

All men must drink the bear's blood to show that they will not betray and fight the "evil ghost" in the north to the end.

However, there was a person in the crowd who did not drink blood. Instead, he stared blankly at the river to the west and rubbed his eyes, as if he could not believe that it was not an illusion.

The cold wind blowing from the northwest rolled up the snow like a knife.

On the frozen river, a group of people were walking towards this side, as if they suddenly appeared from the summer mist.

These people were riding horses and carriages.

There was no flag, no sword as bright as the moon, and no ship as tall as the red pine.

But among those people, someone was shouting something. It seemed that they could vaguely hear words such as "Emperor", but unfortunately they did not hear the Ming Dynasty mentioned by the elder.

These ghosts seemed to suddenly emerge from the mist, causing the people in the tribe to kneel in front of the spirit bear devoutly.

Could it be...that something really happened?

…………

Liu Yu asked the translator hired from the tribe in front of the team. The translator did not understand Chinese, but he understood the dialects of each tribe. There were also some naturalized tribal people in the team. After two translations, Liu Yu was finally convinced that Yongning Temple was ahead.

It was just the words of the tribes in front that made him dumbfounded.

The Ming Dynasty... has been dead for more than eighty years.

Two hundred and ninety-three years have passed since the last inspection of Nuergandusi in the seventh year of Xuande.

Three hundred years later, Han people once again came to Nuergandusi.

People are different and things are different. The emperor has changed several surnames.

The people from the tribe opposite treated Liu Yu with the warmest courtesy. The warrior in charge of shooting the black bear cut off the fattest piece of meat from the bear and put it on his head as a sign for Liu Yu to enjoy it.

Liu Yu didn't understand the etiquette here, but he knew that things in the tribe were very strange. If he refused someone's kindness, he might be in trouble.

He cut a small piece of raw meat and put it in his mouth to chew hard. The unique fishy smell of bear meat almost made him vomit out the boiled fish he had eaten in the morning. He took out the warm wine from his arms and took two gulps before swallowing it down. .

Then he asked the translator to tell the people in front of him.

"The tribal leaders in China have changed. It is not the Ming Dynasty, but the Dashun Dynasty. The emperor sent them to patrol the border and visit these tribute people. The emperor will protect them."

While the translator was muttering, Du Feng, who was following Liu Yu, whispered: "Sir, this is a paradise. I don't know whether there are Han, Wei or Jin."

Liu Yu looked at the furs worn by the tribes and the raw bear meat chewed for the ceremony, and said with a smile: "This Peach Blossom Spring... If you are willing to go, I will mention it to you when the time comes, and the imperial court will open an acropolis here. You How about guarding here?"

There is a joke that makes Du Feng dare not even fart, saying that I study hard just to go to the colorful world in the south. Handolwei is hard enough. Whoever wants to come to this hellish place can come, but I won't come.

Liu Yu turned around again, asked the people who came with him, and asked with a smile: "Now there is an opportunity to be promoted. If a health clinic is opened here in the future, who would want to be an official here?"

Everyone in the crowd shook their heads, thinking that being an official in this miserable place for the rest of their lives would be worse than being hacked to death by the Junggars in the northwest.

But this is already Yongning Temple, and we have finally reached the end, otherwise we would have thought that you were going to take us to the end of the world.

Liu Yu jumped off his horse and asked someone to prepare some wine. Although it was not as grand as when Yongle sent Yishiha, it was still necessary to give food and wine on behalf of the emperor.

After cooking the bear and eating it, he took out some pot helmets that were frozen and hard but reluctant to eat. Liu Yu took out expensive chili peppers and peppers from his box and boiled several large pots of hot soup. .

After asking the translator to ask him what he wanted to know, Liu Yu turned around and said to the people who had followed him: "This is a good thing. No one knows about killing people here. The Rakshasa people bully tribes and rob furs here. Kill. Why should the court reward a Rakshasa man with five taels of silver?"

"Besides, it's so cold that people's heads won't rot. There are also skins that the Rakshasa people are robbing. Then everyone will share the profits. Wouldn't it be wonderful?"

The people who came with him had all killed people on the battlefield. They were not afraid of fighting, but were afraid of marching with no end in sight.

Now when Liu Yu said this, the boredom of marching these days suddenly turned into bursts of cheers.

It's just a good idea to kill a few people to relax, and there's money to take and skins to share.

The translator roughly said that there were about eighty Rakshasa people coming from the north, and there were already four or five villages missing. These remaining tribes united together, imitating the name of the Rakshasa Cossacks, and elected a leading "committee" to fight with the Cossacks.

But in addition to the eighty Cossacks, there were dozens of people from other tribes who took refuge there, a total of about one hundred and seventy people.

They brought three cannons. These people had never seen cannons. When the cannons were fired, they saw the wooden house being smashed, thinking that there was a god there.

In addition, the arrowheads of these tribes are all bones, and they can't use some Rakshasa muskets they grabbed. There are even two bronze armors from the Yin, Shang and Western Zhou Dynasties that are heirlooms of some tribes... More than 400 people were entangled. , it is difficult to win, and they all have a desperate mentality.

Now that this matter has caught up, it is difficult to say whether the imperial court will extend the border to this point in the future. But be prepared, and fortunately, the brutality of the Rakshasa people, in contrast, is the time to make these tribes surrender.

People look forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that the Great Tomorrow will save them. If they leave at this time, who knows what legends will be made up in the future.

Liu Yu decided to fight here first and then take some people back to the capital. The emperor is very happy to have achieved great success. After 293 years of no tribute, there are people going to the capital to pay tribute, so he can be proud of his face.

There are more than eighty Rakshasa people and a hundred servants and puppet troops, even if they bring three cannons, they have the right location and the right time, so there should be no problem.

After telling the elders on the other side that he would stand up for them, there was thunderous cheers, and the name of the Emperor of Heaven soon became Emperor of Dashun.

After eating and drinking, Liu Yu led everyone up the cliff and finally saw the Yongning Temple stele with smoothed text.

The front is in Chinese.

The reverse side is Mongolian and Jurchen.

"Fu Wen heard that the virtue of heaven is brilliant, so it can overthrow the emperor; the virtue of earth is rich, so it can sustain it; the virtue of saints is sacred, so it can please the near and obey the far, give generously and help everyone."

"Since the unification of Hong Wei and our dynasty, the world has been at peace for fifty years. Nine barbarians and eight barbarians, sailing on the mountains and rivers, shoulder to shoulder..."

"In the autumn of the eleventh year, the path to the west of Bu'er Ganxi was full of stations, and the mountain to the left of the station was high and beautiful..."

Liu Yu recited the above text, and when he mentioned "Bu Nuer Qianxi has a path full of stands", he nodded and said: "It has been unnecessary to mention it since ancient times. Two hundred and ninety-three years is not that far away. This is the old land of the Celestial Dynasty. , there is a monument to prove it.”

"Someone, come and carve out this inscription. Cut down some more wood and build a shelter from the wind and rain. The masons will also look for a big stone and carve something on it."

The stonemason bowed forward and asked, "Sir, what are you going to carve? You still need your pen."

"Well……"

This sentence made Liu Yu very embarrassed.

Having been in this world for so long, I can speak a few sentences in classical Chinese, but look at the writing style on these two inscriptions...Write something yourself and put it here to contrast the two in front?

In the future, if someone looks at this monument and compares it, they will probably shake their heads. It's terrible to be uneducated.

After thinking for a long time, he turned around and asked, "I remember that this place was originally called Su Shen, right? There seems to be some other allusion to it?"

Du Feng hurriedly said: "My lord, there is an allusion. During the time of King Wu of Zhou Dynasty, Su Shen paid tribute and presented arrows and stone weights."

"In addition, "Guoyu" said: When Zhongni was in Chen, a falcon gathered in the court of the Marquis of Chen and died. An arrow penetrated it, and the stone was as long as two feet..."

Before Du Feng could finish memorizing it, Liu Yu snapped his fingers and said, "That's it. Add another sentence after the inscription: This is the old land of China since ancient times. Remember, this is China, don't write Dashun."

"Yes. But sir... someone has to write it, otherwise how can it be engraved?"

Liu Yu had no choice but to walk next to Du Feng and asked in a low voice: "How do you write the first character of the Zhu Ya Shi Ni you just mentioned?"

Du Feng thought to himself that you are really lucky. You were born into a noble family. If you were an ordinary family, you would not be able to be a fifth-grade official, or even a ninth-grade official in this life.

I was complaining like this in my heart, full of confidence, I picked up the stick and put it on the snow, but I wrote "shackles"...