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Ding Qianhu's team changed horses at the Texas Post Station, and Dias was directly treated as goods and tied to the cart with the Japanese craftsmen he brought back.
Dias protested, but the soldiers ignored him, and after a few times, the interpreter no longer bothered to translate for him.
After a few words over and over, my ears have already worn out calluses.
The military man can not only understand, like Ding Qianhu, he can simply say a few words.
Leaving Dezhou and entering the territory of Hebei, the population gradually decreased, and the further north you went, the more empty you became.
The plains and grasslands, and there are no villages for miles.
The galloping fast horses on the official road did not decrease, and the knight immediately wore a scarlet jacket, and the fierce spirit rushed towards him.
Whenever the fast horses passed, the convoys of cars avoided the side and waited for the fast horses to pass before continuing to move forward.
The convoy is mostly composed of merchants, or a wealthy businessman, or several partners, going back and forth between the north and the south, doing leather goods and cloth and spice business. Since Shen Xsan was sent to Yunnan by Emperor Hongwu to experience life, "showing off wealth" has become the most taboo thing for businessmen. In the Yongle Dynasty, the situation improved slightly, and caution was still the mainstream. Whether it is a merchant or a giant, as long as it is a merchant, he does not dare to wear silk to swagger through the market, unless he wants to stay in the county government for a period of time.
Recently, there have been more merchants who transport grain to Kaiping, Xuanfu and other places in exchange for salt.
At the beginning of the third year of Yongle, the Beijing household department set a new rule, transporting rice to the wingers, two buckets and five liters can be exchanged for one lead, which is a full reduction of five liters compared with previous years.
The merchants in the Tuntian fields in Biansai sent letters to their families to buy rice as soon as possible in the land of abundant grain production and transport it to Biansai as soon as possible. Although there is a loss on the road, in exchange for salt, the profit is still considerable.
This order was not implemented because of rising food prices. On the contrary, due to the increase in the amount of barren land reclaimed in Daning, Xuanfu and other places, grain production has been bumper, and grain prices have fallen slightly compared with previous years. Just because the salt output from a salt well in Hebei reached more than 17,200 catties, and the Beijing department reported to the imperial court that a new salt mine had been discovered, as long as the imperial court allowed the frying, the northern Xinjiang would not be bad for salt from now on.
As a result, the price of grain in northern Xinjiang has fallen, but the salt in exchange has increased.
All this was an eye-opener for Dias, who was tied to the car. Every time a caravan passed by, they couldn't take their eyes off it, as if they wanted to tear off the tarpaulin from the car and see what was going on.
Outside the caravan, there are civil and military officers who rushed to Suncheon to take up their posts, or criminals who were sent to the border to fill the army.
Regardless of whether there is a military officer or a military attaché, no one rides in a sedan car, and all chariots and horses follow.
Ding Qianhu saw his colleagues who had worked together in the military department, and the two greeted each other on the horse.
"Brother Ding has always been good?"
"TOEFL."
They hadn't seen each other in years, and they didn't have much to say to each other. Two words of greeting, pull-pull-relationship, and each set off.
Dias was still shouting, and the soldiers really couldn't understand why the red-haired man was so energetic.
In contrast, the eight Japanese craftsmen on the car were too silent.
Starting from Nanjing, along the way, they were rarely heard, and they couldn't be more honest. Only when they check in to the post station and distribute steamed buns and cakes, they will show a different expression, even a fierce side.
They dare not covet the steamed buns and dried meat of the soldiers, and the dry food in the hands of the people in the same car is the best target.
The victor can grab more food, and the beaten down can only wait for the next meal hungry.
It was found that the adults on the horses would not punish themselves for this, and every time they had a meal, the eight Japanese craftsmen had to fight, and almost all of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and wounds on their bodies.
The general banner of the guards reported the matter to Ding Qianhu, and Ding Qianhu waved his hand, and he would fight if he wanted to, all as if he was juggling. As long as you don't die, you can work with all your hands and feet. When they arrived in Daning, it was impossible for these Japanese people to think of moths.
Ding Qianhu left it alone, and the Japanese craftsmen continued to dry the steamed buns every day.
Dias had also been coveted for his steamed buns, and after being surrounded by three Japanese craftsmen, his performance was much more than everyone expected.
Gone are the monkey shows, replaced by a menacing roar and a murderous expression. He was like an out-and-out murderer, relying on his height advantage to teach the dwarf who dared to steal his food a hard lesson.
Ding Qianhu was very surprised, looking at Diaz's appearance as if he had discovered a new world.
Is this the true face of the Franco?
The colonizers and plunderers in the mouth of Hinningbo?
Dias was fierce to the Japanese craftsmen, and still played monkey tricks in front of Ding Qianhu, and he was even more apprehensive about the soldiers who had stuned him many times.
He is not a real fool, on the contrary, he is very smart, even if he doesn't understand the language, he is trying to gain the favor of Ding Qianhu and others. He had to do it in order to get what he wanted.
Medieval Europe can be described as terrible.
Disease, disease, plague, plague enveloped the continent, Britain and France fought endlessly, the Habsburgs were busy fighting for power internally, and countries such as Italy and Spain, which were trying to trade by sea, were no match for the great food merchants. The Ottoman Empire, which was barely out to sea and was at its peak across Eurasia, was still subject to heavy taxes and tolls, and ships and goods were confiscated if they dared to resist.
Dias used up all the silver coins on his body, and then boarded the ship of the Great Food Merchant, and came to the East.
The family's land was sold by him, the shelter no longer existed, and the best two clothes were exchanged for travel expenses.
Desperate, ruined.
If you don't succeed, you will succeed.
If Dias could not get everything he wanted from the East and did not need the help of others, he himself would jump into the sea and go to God.
Originally, he shouldn't have come to the East.
Before the Europeans discovered the new route to the East, there was no historical record that a Portuguese named Dias had visited the Ming Dynasty during the Yongle period.
Now, however, he is here, and he will come face to face with another person who has strayed into history.
What this meeting will entail, no one knows.
Dias's abnormal performance made Ding Qianhu look sideways, and after competing with the same soldier and successfully being knocked to the ground, Dias returned to his usual startled and heartless appearance.
Ding Qianhu instructed Junhan to continue to monitor him, no matter what secrets this Francophone man hid, everything would be revealed in front of Xingningbo.
Ding Qianhu is very confident in Meng, and the officials can clean it up, but can't clean up the little red-haired people?
It's a joke.
In March, it was still snowing in Daning.
Daning Dusi and Daning Miscellaneous Manufacturing Bureau are busy.
The craftsmen who made clairvoyance were placed in a separate workshop, and their families moved out of their original village to live in Juntun on the outskirts of the city.
Shen Xuan took over all the affairs of the Miscellaneous Bureau, Meng was not easy, he was busy with official business, and he had to sit in the study and think about how to write to the Son of Heaven.
Clairvoyance is only one of them, if the emperor orders the transfer of craftsmen every time, does he dare to "supervise" the craftsmen of Daning to brainstorm and invent?
The emperor ordered the technology to be kept secret, and Daning couldn't continue to make parts if he wanted to.
The craftsmen strive to reach the top, transfer from the branch to the headquarters, and from private enterprises to state-owned enterprises, and get better jobs.
The emperor was naturally happy when he got the technology and the people.
But what did he get, to make wedding clothes for others, and to be busy in vain?
Not long ago, the Beijing Ordnance Bureau was ordered to go to the Daning Miscellaneous Manufacturing Bureau to draw and transfer craftsmen, and looking at the smug appearance of the person who came, Meng Dang really wanted to smash it with a fist.
Proud?
What's there to be proud of?
Proudly dug the corner of Lao Tzu's wall and picked ready-made fruits?
"Xingningbo is honest and honest, and he is really the pillar of the country." If you pick the fruit, you have to prick a few words, "It's just that in the eyes of the lower officials, this kind of strange - skill - ingenious - obscene - is only for the end, and the craftsman is not in the stream, Xing Ningbo Bo is better to do more than his own job." ”
Meng laughed angrily.
Odd-skill-skill-skill-lewdness? Craftsmen don't go into the stream?
The person in front of him has not forgotten which department he works in, so he dares to take such a big breath.
Besides, even if he really doesn't do his job, it won't be his turn to be a little book. Seriously, in front of himself, he has to kneel down and salute, he doesn't care, he kicks his nose in the face? Isn't there some big guy standing behind him?
Meng sneered, no matter how big it is, can it be bigger than the Son of Heaven? took advantage of the dishonest and walked away, shamelessly gave face, and hit the crater himself, no wonder he wanted him to look good!
"Liu Baishu, what you say, the official doesn't understand." After a pause, Meng sank his face and abruptly increased his tone, "Soldiers, the country's major affairs." His Majesty personally decreed the establishment of the Beijing Ordnance Bureau. When Liu Baishu said this, was he questioning the Son of Heaven? ”
"Xia Guan doesn't have this intention, Xingning Boshi wants to add a crime!"
Syllable!
Meng slammed the table, "Liu Sheng, you are bold!" ”
Meng suddenly attacked, Liu Baishu was stunned for a moment, and before he could argue, he was twisted by the arms of the two guards who rushed in outside the door, and fell to the ground secretly.
"What does Xingningbo mean by that?"
Meng didn't say anything, and a brocade guard suddenly jumped down from the beam, stepped on Liu Yishu's hand, and said gloomily: "How can you call Uncle's title?" Seeing that Shangguan does not kneel and speaks falsely, how many heads do you have enough to cut off? ”
Liu Baishu shouted that he was wronged, and the Jinyi Wei Baihu who saw it from the beginning to the end was not interested in listening to his arguments, and hugged his fist to Meng, "Uncle, this person is handed over to the lowly position, what do you think?" ”
"It's fine." Meng nodded and said with a smile, "What he said is really offensive to Tianwei, and it is more appropriate to hand it over to Zhao Baihu to deal with." ”
"Obedience."
Liu Baishu was pulled down, Zhao Baihu didn't leave immediately, nor did he go up to the beam of the house again, hesitated for a while, and said: "There is something to trouble the uncle." ”
"What's the matter? Zhao Baihu might as well speak bluntly. ”
"Can you ask the Duke of Dingguo to raise his noble hand and stop learning martial arts with lowly ranks? Dingguo Gong is brave, and the humble rank is really not an opponent. ”
Meng coughed, his expression momentarily uncomfortable.
"This matter, this official will talk about it with Grandpa Guo."
"Humble Uncle Xie, great grace!"
coughed twice, as the initiator, he was thanked by the victim, no matter how thick-skinned he was, his ears would have a fever.
This can't be blamed on him, since Shen Xuan stayed in the Bo Mansion, the brocade guards in the mansion have become even more elusive, and once, they even appeared on the beams of the bedroom.
The second hall and the front hall are not a problem, appearing in the bedroom, resolutely unbearable. Especially during the stay of Dingguo Gong, it is even more not.
Xing Ningbo was dissatisfied, and said that he wanted to cultivate his body, cultivate his sex, and recently, Grandpa Guo also invited him to the guest room to rest.
Dingguo Gong nested fire, began to practice martial arts diligently, often looking for good players in the house to learn, and found the head of the brocade guard.
If you don't come down, you will go directly to the beam of the house to arrest people.
After a few times, the pro-army of the Son of Heaven couldn't stand it.
They are the honor guard of the Son of Heaven, who is engaged in part-time work, such as intelligence, reporting, and criminal, investigation, torture, and interrogation.
Who is Dingguo Gong?
Killing God on the battlefield! On the battlefield, the surrounding area can be cleared five meters.
Playing martial arts with him is completely beaten in person.
The beating every once in a while cannot be regarded as a work-related injury, and it is even more impossible to find the Duke of Dingguo to ask for medical expenses, and the Jinyi guards in the Bofu can't hold on, so they can only ask Xingningbo to come forward to intercede.
The relationship between Xingningbo and Dingguo Gong...... Ahem, it must be just a matter of a few words.
His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Empress are rewarding clearly, and as the Ming Dynasty's intelligence-report-personnel, this awareness must be had.
Xingning Bo went out, Dingguo Gong no longer slept in the guest room, and really no longer looked for someone to learn martial arts, and the Jinyi guard and the Bofu guard breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
After a few days of calm, Liu Yishu, who was in prison, made an astonishing move, leaving a bloody note on the wall of his cell and committing suicide.
The content of the blood book is not to defend himself, but to accuse the Shangshu of the Beijing Criminal Department of slandering and slandering the imperial court, living in the official, greedy, greedy, tyranny, and cruelty, and indulging his wife in the county of the department. There are many people who have been killed, and Liu Baishu's father has not been humiliated, died of injuries and diseases, and has no way to ask for help......
The blood book was long, left on the wall, and the color had turned a little black.
Meng is not familiar with this person.
Since the establishment of the Beijing Branch, the Criminal Department has changed its two terms, and the amount was transferred from Nanjing in November of the second year of Yongle, and it has been less than five months, which has caused public resentment to this point?
Meng: This is just one side of Liu Baishu's words, and what the facts are, we have to verify and discuss again. But looking at the dried blood stains on the wall, my mood was still very heavy, and I was a little out of breath.
After Liu Sheng left a bloody letter, Zhao Baihu of Jinyiwei immediately left Daning and went to Beijing.
The matter of the forehead will soon be put on the desk of Emperor Yongle. If the evidence of his and his wife's crimes is conclusive, no matter how strong his network of connections and background is in the DPRK, he will inevitably die.
After this incident, the Beijing Criminal Department will also carry out a reshuffle, and it is impossible to say that the criminal department Shangshu who was transferred away before will be transferred back.
It is true that Liu Baishu is wronged, but it is not known whether he is a pawn in the hands of another person.
Being in officialdom, many times, Meng still feels uncomfortable.
Whether the fog in front of him should be lifted or not, even he himself can't be sure.
Shen Xuan's work in Daning had to come to an end temporarily, and he returned to Beijing first, and waited for the edict of the Son of Heaven to be issued, and he could only return after the follow-up.
Meng didn't have the heart to hand over the written recital.
If something happens, Emperor Yongle's mood will definitely not be good. Coming up at this time, there is no benefit at all.
If you suffer a loss, you will suffer a loss, although in the matter of craftsmen, Emperor Yongle is not kind, but in other aspects, it also opens the door for him to be very convenient. For example, eight Japanese craftsmen, a single edict, all became Meng's "private property". This means that unless Meng doesn't want to, no one can snatch it from him. The royal family, the prince and the marquis are not good.
Besides, if you suffer a loss this time, you may be able to take advantage of it next time.
There is nothing wrong with drinking and pecking, taking the opportunity to brush the emperor's favorability and show loyalty.
Shen Xuan temporarily returned to Beijing, and Ding Qianhu and his entourage arrived in Daning.
Eight Japanese craftsmen were placed under centralized supervision, and they were assigned to work only when the new workshop was built.
This order was given by Meng himself, and everyone naturally had no objections.
Dias was treated better, and he was taken to the Bofu and arranged to live in a side room under the corridor on the west side of the second hall.
The two elders pressed him to wash and clean, put on a clean plain yarn collared shirt, and put his hair in a bun, except for his appearance, he was not much different from the border people.
Pulling the sleeves of his shirt, Dias was not used to it.
It was the first time since he was born that he was so clean.
The interpreter lives next door to Diash, and there is no way, without the interpreter, no one knows what this Yi person is saying and what he wants to express.
Dias hoped to meet the owner of the mansion immediately, and in his opinion, he must have been a great nobleman with such a large estate.
"There's no hurry." The interpreter is reading Marco Polo's travels, which are regarded as a treasure by Dias, and most of them are not very comprehensible, but they can understand a little while reading, "Uncle is busy with official business, and he will only have free time after dinner." ”
The waiting time was a bit long, and Dias couldn't sit still, so the interpreter asked the palace guards and was allowed to take Dias on a tour of the walk between the second and third halls.
The shadow walls, cloisters, eaves, ridges, and even the roof tiles and patterns on the doortips along the way can attract Diaz's exclamation.
An out-and-out image of a bun is very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the guards of Bofu feel that this Yiren is really cola.
After turning around, when it was time to eat, Dias was taken back to the room to eat.
On the dinner table were fragrant wheat cakes and large bowls of broth, as well as two dishes that Dias had never seen before.
Picking up two wooden sticks called "chopsticks" and "poking" the food is extremely clumsy.
Dias was a little deflated.
looked at the interpreter sitting on the side, and simply started with a heart.
Where he was born, the king and queen tore bread with their hands, so that two wooden sticks could not be controlled.
After a meal, Dias ate heartily, and still slurped his fingers, and after he started, the interpreter did not move his chopsticks, and swore that he would never eat with this Yiren again in his life.
According to Hinningbo's words, this is a completely uncivilized barbarian!
After dinner, I waited for more than an hour before the guards came to call Diashi, and Uncle Meng was invited.
Dias immediately jumped to his feet, his eyes shining with excitement.
In the east chamber of the third hall, Meng Gang had just finished handling official business and was using tea, when he heard a knock on the door, put down the tea cup, and said; "Come in."
The guards led Dias into the door and saluted, "Uncle, the person has been brought." ”
"Yes."
The guards stepped out of the way, and Meng looked at Dias, who was standing by the door.
The interpreter whispered a reminder to Dias to salute, but Dias still stood like a log, as if he hadn't heard it.
After a long time, Meng frowned, and the interpreter wanted to raise his foot and kick people, but Dias woke up like a dream, and shouted with a dreamy face: "God! ”
What did he see?
Angels in the Bible!