Yang Weixing is as agile as an ape to climb in the mountains, although he is forty-one years old this year, but this Xingda Hutumu's ability to shuttle between the mountains is still not inferior to young people!

He looked back at Yang Jiaerlang who was following him, and his eyes showed a glint of appreciation.

It was these descendants who, with inferior swords and soft hunting bows, defeated the Burmese with good firearms several times, and kept the last place on which the Gui family depended.

And now, after his father Yang Xiancai and his careful management, the entire Xingdahu has gradually become one of the largest Tumu in the left side of the Kegan Mountains, and may soon become the canonized Tuzhi County of the imperial court, and upgraded to the official Tusi attached to the Central Plains Dynasty.

And thinking of the imperial court, Yang Weixing sighed deeply, according to the Yang family genealogy, they were originally from the big stone slab of Liushuwan in Yuan County, Yingtian, and the ancestor Yang Gaoxue followed the king of Qianning, Mu Yingmu, to pacify Yungui in the early years of the Ming Dynasty, and then settled in Kunming.

After the great tomorrow, the descendants of the Yang family and the Yongli Emperor into Burma have always been loyal to follow the Hu, and later the Yongli Emperor was hanged by Wu Sangui in the grate slope, after the death of King Li Jin in grief, they settled in the burning village of Kokang Xingdahu, after decades of development, the Yang family became a prominent clan in the Kokang region during the Yongzheng period.

In the eighth year of Yongzheng, under the recommendation of everyone, his father Yang Xiancai, replaced the original Tusi Chen surnamed Gangtou, went to Mubang Xuanwei Division to report on his work, and paid the door and tobacco class of the year, and since then the Yang family has replaced the Chen family and become the Tumu of Xingdahu.

But in fact, in Yang Weixing's heart, he was very reluctant to become the Tuzhi County of the Manchu canonization.

Their Yang family is a guard officer in the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years, and his grandfather has to put on a pig's head and fruit to cry bitterly every time Emperor Yongli is martyred, so Yang Weixing, who has been influenced by his grandfather since he was a child, has no good impression of the Manchu Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Yang Weixing said hello and asked the younger students to stop and rest for a while, and he also took out a hookah and inhaled it to relieve fatigue.

A small piece of silver judgment fell out with Yang Weixing's action of pulling out the hookah, and he picked it up very cherished.

The silver judgment is not big, at most about five taels, and its back is engraved with five small characters in the Qianguo Mansion.

This is the reward that the Yang family, as a meritorious family who followed the prince of Zhaojing of Qianning into Yunnan, Mu Yingmu, and the prince of Qianning, can get a reward from the Duke of Qianguo every year.

Counting up, it has been 150 years since the Yang family left their ancestral house in Kunming, and this silver judgment has also become Yang Weixing's only spiritual sustenance.

He also thought about it in his mind, thought about what the elders told him, the prosperous Kunming City and the glow of the Yang family's past!

But now, Yang Weixing sighed, the old generations have resisted the Qing Dynasty all their lives, but now he is going to be a dog for the Manchu Qing!

But what should I do?

Xingdahu, including Mubang, has always been a thorn in the side of the Burmese Gongbang Dynasty, and if it were not for the support of the Central Plains Dynasty, the entire Mubang would have been swallowed by the Burmese people in one bite!

Even if the Burmese have included Mubang in their sphere of influence since the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the entire Mubang still relies on the inextricable ties with the Central Plains Dynasty to fight against the Burmese.

So in the twenty-seven years of the Qing-Burma War, the entire Mubang and Manmo stood on the side of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to fight against the Gongbang Dynasty, and the Yang family, as a member of the Mubang Tusi, also contributed a lot.

What should I do if I don't make a difference?

Do you want to be a dog for the Burmese?

So even if there was a blood feud with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, between the Manchu Qing Dynasty and Burma, the Gui family and the Min family, who lived at the turn of Qing and Burma, still chose the Manchu Dynasty, but this choice was a little painful for Yang Weixing.

"Daddy! Why did you say that the young master of the Wu family invited us to eat meat and drink wine? Is it true that his Wu family's money can't be used up? ”

A young man with a strong body, but a slightly darkened complexion, walked through the woods like an ape, and the voice arrived before the man arrived.

A loving look appeared on Yang Weixing's face, this young man is his eldest son Yang Yougen, although he is not yet nineteen years old this year, he is already a famous good boy in Kegan Mountain, a scimitar, a hard bow, even ten people in the mountains and forests can not compete with him.

"Eat, eat, eat! Just remember to eat! Can't eat enough meat, can't drink enough wine? ”

Yang Weixing took a puff of his cigarette, and then laughed and scolded.

It's just that although he is smiling on his face, Yang Weixing's heart is bitter, Xingdahu has barren land, where can he get the excess grain to make wine, and he can occasionally get some monkey wine to quench his cravings, and the best sorghum wine and even rice wine can only be drunk until the New Year.

If this is still in Kunming City...

Alas!

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Yang Weixing's eyes dimmed, Kunming can't go back, and even the one who still thinks about Daming in his heart is only him.

For example, his eldest son Yang Yougen in front of him has no feeling for Daming, and he doesn't know how prosperous Kunming is, he has become a real Xingda householder.

Unlike Yang Weixing, he still regards himself as a foreigner, and does not regard Xingda Hu as his home.

"Don't worry about it, no matter what the young master of the Wu family wants to say, let's just eat meat and drink wine, and don't listen to anything else!" After slowly smoking the hookah, Yang Weixing spoke.

As soon as he heard his father say this, Yang Yougen was immediately happy, it is not difficult to eat meat in Xingdahu, there are many wild things in the mountains, and there is meat to eat on the whole by the way, but the game smell is fishy, and Xingdahu even salt is expensive, not to mention other seasonings.

And there is no seasoning to suppress the taste, take a bite of the meat, that fishy taste, not to mention more washing!

The domestic pigs and sheep are delicious, and the young master of the Wu family is so rich, the cooked meat must be salt, pepper, star anise, and tangerine peel, but you have to eat it well.

"Mu Wazi, you take the dog baby and they are outside the city, Lao Tzu, I have our big flag in the city, if the flag doesn't fall, I'll be fine, if the flag falls, you will rush in and kill his mother!"

Yang Weixing said to a man dressed in black.

Mu Wazi was immediately unhappy, and he pouted and looked at Yang Weixing.

"Uncle Yang, if you go to eat meat and drink wine, we will blow the cold wind!"

Yang Weixing was about to get angry, but Yang Yougen on the side hurriedly walked over and patted Mu Wazi on the shoulder.

"Don't worry! Big brother remembers you, and when the time comes, I will bring you a big hoof and pour you a pot of good wine! ”

"Really?" Mu Wazi's eyes lit up, and he watched Yang Yougen swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Big brother, then you must remember, you must not forget!"

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Luang Nam Pagoda, a small border town near the Mengla region of Yunnan, China, suddenly appeared today with a group of soldiers wearing strange military uniforms.

The team was led by a Han Chinese from Annam. Not only did he ask the king of Luang Prabang, Surin Yaong, who ruled Luang Namtha, to provide food and water, but he also asked the king of Surin Yaong to allow them to camp here so that they could pick up some people to go to Annam.

That's infuriating!

King Surin Yaon II is angry, the Siamese Chakri Dynasty comes to bully people every day, at least they still send tens of thousands of troops to come, and you, the five hundred, also want to come and ride to Lao Tzu's neck to be the master?

Encouraged, King Surin Yaon II lit up 3,000 horses and went out of the city!

He's going to reason with these arrogant, impudent guys who don't know if it's the Annamite or the Han Chinese!

The time to reason lasted for about an hour, and now King Surin Yaong II, who was going to reason, was kneeling in front of Ye Zhenwu with a sad face.

There's no way, people's truths are much bigger than him, especially the three-pound bronze truth, the Luang Pra people are crying wolves!

They all admit that it is very legitimate for people to ask for food and water to be stationed, and it is not reasonable for them to be stationed!