Chapter 67: The Last Stability (3)
Reindeer are everything to the Saurons, and every family judges the rich and poor by the number of reindeer.
For the patriarch, the number of reindeer in the clan and the number of males are the criteria for judging their strength.
Ghentmur was able to gather more than 300 soldiers, but in Nenjiang's generation, it was a strong man.
Ghentmul scratched his messy short hair: "What about Katanai?" ”
Although the imperial court has formulated the rule of shaving one's head every three days and trimming one's face every five days, those who can shave their heads frequently are all nobles, and as for ordinary people, it is the norm not to shave their heads for half a year and three months.
As a result, their heads are much more cluttered.
Even, if the two pigtails are hidden, future generations will see it, and they are afraid that they will be confused......
Katana was the eldest son of Ghentmul and the husband of Wenrenge.
"He went to exchange salt with the Oroqen people." Wenlenger replied.
Although Ghentmur has the name of "Zuo Ling", he will not get a copper coin, but he will give a flexible reward such as the border market.
As one of the Qing court's own people, Wen Langege is naturally able to influence the local government.
The salt distributed by the government to the tribe of Sauron went into the hands of Wenlun.
Don't underestimate the salt thing, in their barbaric primitive tribe, this is a big killer.
Whoever can master this will be able to command many surrounding tribes.
Naturally profitable!
Katanno was the firstborn.
According to the tradition of the Sauron tribe, Catana, as the eldest son, will inherit all the assets of the head of the family, while his other brothers will have only two paths.
Either you become a vassal of the head of the family and fight full-time, or you can only fend for yourself.
Wenren Gege married Catanay, and her descendants took control of the Sauron Ministry.
When the next generation grows up, this Sauron will become a real Jurchen.
This is also the original intention of the marriage of the Qing court.
Ghentmul's brow furrowed.
"Wen Lungege, the salt was given to Sauron by the imperial court, do you want to keep some for our own use?" He has a lot of complaints about his daughter-in-law's approach.
Ghentmul has lived for decades, how can he not know the role of this thing.
"Father-in-law said and laughed, who will it be handed over, not for our Sauron Department, besides, the lack of salt on the Oroqen side is a good time for us to knock on the bamboo, Father-in-law can't be soft-hearted!"
Wen Lun unscrupulously resolved his father-in-law's claim for power.
Ghentmul frowned, he had a total of nine sons, more than thirty sons and nephews, and all he could rely on was to be able to master the materials that the Qing court had promised to the Sauron Ministry.
Wen Lun took this, this is going to break his foundation!
In the Sauron tribe, the patriarch who has lost his authority has not been much better off than a reindeer......
While the two were talking, Catannay returned with a herd of reindeer.
"How's it going?" Wen Lunge greeted him with a grin.
"Oh, look!" Katanno pointed to the reindeer behind him: "I exchanged ten bags of salt for a hundred reindeer, and there are more than a dozen of them that are about to give birth!" ”
Catan is a joyful one.
It's still his wife's wisdom - what is held in his hand first is his own.
If he didn't become the patriarch of Sauron for a day, Daddy would have the possibility of handing over power to his other brothers!
He doesn't want to be a pawn in the hands of his brothers!
"Catanay, you left the ten of these reindeer that were pregnant, and the rest should be handed over to the clan."
Ghentmul was already a little dissatisfied with the two Catannes, and when he saw this kid come back, he ignored his father and only cared about laughing with Wen Lun.
He was already upset because of the Cossack matter, and when he was so agitated, he rushed out some of the words he said.
"Why!"
Wen Lunge raised his eyebrows: "I went to get these salts, and they were sold by Katannai, why do you ask for them?" ”
"This is given to the Sauron Ministry, it belongs to everyone in the Sauron Ministry, not to a certain person!"
Ghentmur was already a little dissatisfied with Wenlun Gege, but when he saw this woman say this, he immediately became angry.
"Katannai, don't give it, I want to see who can take me!"
Wen Lunge sneered, immediately drove the reindeer, and walked towards his village.
Even though she is not a child of the Qing court, she also has a Gege name.
In addition, when Wen Lun got married, he had the heavy responsibility of being close to Anbian, and he also married some women and subordinates.
Therefore, Wenlun Gege and Katanai were attached, and they had their own villages.
The village, in the Sauron tribe, represents the meaning of having its own slaves.
"Katannai, you kid's wings are stiff, aren't you?" Ghentmur was furious.
However, in response to him, Wen Lunge grabbed his husband, turned around and left, and didn't even reply to him!
"It's upside down!"
"It's upside down!"
Ghentmur blew his beard angrily and glared.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply returned home and rode towards General Ningguta.
The affairs outside the customs were all under the jurisdiction of the general Shanbu of Ningguta, and two deputy commanders were set up, namely Sabu Su and Valhu.
Ghentmur is just a small "Niu Lu Zhangjing", so naturally he can't see such a big man.
Lang Tan received him, but rebuked him sharply at Ghentmul's suggestion that he would take the aid away from Winrenger.
In the eyes of the banner people, they naturally believe in the Gege they married, and they will not believe in a tribal chief like Ghentmur.
After being kicked out, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he looked back at the majestic Ningguta General Officer's Office, gritted his teeth and spat viciously.
"Dog, don't blame Lao Tzu for being unjust!"
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There are groups of mountains near Laohugou, and valleys are everywhere.
There are no people in a radius of dozens of miles here, and even hunters rarely come here to hunt in the poor mountains.
Since the Zhang family bought this place and erected the lower boundary monument, the woodcutters who would have come to chop wood have stopped coming.
On an unnamed mountain, Zhu Cijiong held a shotgun and aimed at a rabbit not far away.
The fire rope was burning, and his fingers were on the trigger.
"Bang!"
The gun rang out, and in the crosshairs, the grazing rabbit fell down.
Gunsmoke fills the nose.
"Not bad!"
Zhu Cijiong got up, threw the musket to Ma Sanwa, and he clapped his hands: "Report the distance." ”
Zhang Shili picked up a vernier theodolite, looked at it carefully, and quickly calculated it again, before replying: "Your Highness, it should be between 135 meters and 140 meters." ”
Telescopes have long appeared, and even at the end of the Ming Dynasty, some people even made them in batches.
This method of measuring distance with a telescope is very simple, to put it bluntly, but it is just a triangulation method.