The Yijin Horo Banner was one of the 49 Mongol Banners, and the original Tumut tribe had long since submitted to the Manchu Qing and was under the control of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Bayin, Zasak of the Ijin Horo Banner, is the leader of this banner. Balhalla was his son, Niu Lu Zhangjing, a member of the Mongol Eight Banners Army, and was extremely proud of the powerful Manchu Qing dynasty.

The distant Shengjing is still too far away from Yijin Horo, no one knows about the tragedy that happened in Shengjing, and when he heard that the Prince Yu of the Qing Dynasty rushed to Hetao, Bayin immediately attached great importance to it. In the face of this powerful country that conquered the whole of Monan, the steppe people were very respectful.

Balhalla holds a hata made of blue raw silk and offers a tribute to Duoduo.

This is the result of Lamaism, and it is also the religion promoted by the Qing people. Lamaism spread widely in the Mongolian steppes, and the Qing people made a little use of Lamaism as a weapon to stabilize their rule in Mongolia.

Of course, Duoduo understood the reason for the Qing court's promotion of this religion, he accepted Hada with a smile, and took a steel knife with a sharkskin scabbard from the guards beside him and gave it to Balhara, saying, "This is a gift for me to the warriors of the Eight Banners of Mongolia in the Qing Dynasty!" Keep it! In addition, I have brought a hundred pairs of armor to the Ijin Holo Banner, and a prosperous future! ”

"Thank you, His Royal Highness Prince Yu!" Bayin shouted.

The rest of the Mongols did not know what to do, and they cheered loudly.

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Duoduo looked at Balhalla's thoughtful appearance and laughed: "Bayin, I think your son is very talented. Why don't you just follow me and make a career! ”

"Immortal God bless, this is the glory of Balhalla!" Bayin was overjoyed.

Duoduo's destination was not the Banner of Ijin Holo, he easily took a full five hundred knights with him after taking a hundred pairs of armor here, and the commander was Bayin's youngest son, Balhalla.

Eighteen-year-old Balhalla was already a mature Mongol warrior, he was a skilled horseman, leading the Mongol soldiers behind the Manchurian Eight Banners army with strict discipline.

Further behind, there were warriors and herdsmen from the rest of the dozen or so banners of Mongolia. They acted as escorts for the Han Chinese. After inspiring military merit and rewarding them, Dordor sent them back, and the final team stayed at the Urat Banner.

There, countless men sweat profusely and build ...... in the early spring days

A brand new city!

"Quickly assign men and women to work here, and build iron furnaces and weapon workshops! The court will give you all the powerful help. Recalling Dolgon's determined and anxious gaze, Dorgon felt the task on his shoulders quickly become heavy.

Of course, more heavy labor...... It is still necessary for these Han people who have been abducted and trafficked to act as such!

"Farmland, iron furnaces, workshops...... Armor and firearms. Here, it will be the starting point of a new Qing Dynasty! Dodor said firmly, clutching the volume of information in his hand.

There, it was Duoduo's biggest gain from going to the Ming Kingdom Jingshi, half a roll of fire gun drawings!

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The armor factory in the east of the Jingshi, February 19, and the southeast corner of the Jingshi Division, near the Gongyuan in the north, has a new look.

The building on the north side of the Paozi River has apparently been re-washed, and the gray walls of the past are now bright and clean.

In the past, the armor factory was sparsely populated, because this is the southeast corner of the entire Beijing Division, which is neither a main road nor a place with a large flow of people. In addition, this is a government-run factory, located by the river, surrounded by walls, and connected to the east and south by the city wall. So much so that in the early years of Yongle, few households here dared to come.

By the time of Chongzhen, the armor factory had long since declined. Not only is the transportation inconvenient, but also because the imperial court has scarce silver. If there is no silver in the court, there will be less work in the armor factory, and even fewer people can support it. In addition, after a hundred years of accumulation, there are many people who are messy and stretching out their hands, and the number of people who are still willing to work here is even rarer.

Gradually, the armor factory declined, and it became a place that few people in the capital knew about.

But today, the armor factory is coming and going, full of people, and everywhere is sound.

Not only is the door cleaned, but the festive atmosphere can be heard from three miles away, inside and out.

In the Fulu Teahouse at No. 379 Chongwenmenli Street, Xi Dacai, who has been guarding this armor factory for eight generations, gave up his hand when he saw someone, and when he chatted with someone, he brought the words to the armor factory: "Oh, it's Brother Wang." Long time no see, long time no see, how's your business? Alas, too, the weather is getting hot, and Shanxi's media is not easy to sell. But don't be discouraged. I can tell you, the Holy One wants to use soldiers! The iron stoves in the armor factory have been replaced with new ones, and coal will be burned, and when the time comes, this business will be booming! ”

The one who was replaced by Brother Wang also came often, but he was a new Shanxi man who lived in Ming Shifang, and he also recognized Xi Dacai, and he subconsciously felt a little unhappy in his heart. Xindao You have a broken settlement in an armor factory, even if the family has a prosperous heir, so that you can not be embezzled in the scattered funds of the armor factory, but what do you know about this coal business?

Although he said this, this Wang Dongjia businessman has been familiar with the scene for twenty or thirty years, and he thanked him and said, "Then I will borrow your auspicious words." ”

"Hey, Wang Li, don't listen to the nonsense of big money. This holy matter, where can we ordinary people say accurately. It's better to say that this Shanxi was occupied by the rebel army, and there was less coal in the future, so it could be sold at a high price. If you say that, I'm afraid Liye's business will not be easy to do. The soldiers are in chaos, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life. A middle-aged man came in at the door, carrying a birdcage, and said that he had the talent of a comic actor.

Wang Dongjia's name is Wang Li, and he is a Jin merchant from Shanxi. It's just that he's a different kind of businessman, who sells coal at his duty.

Shanxi is rich in coal, but there is not much local use.

Recently, the siege of Beijing has been lifted, and the demand is strong, and many businessmen who have seen business opportunities have come to Beijing to find a way to make money. When the king heard this, he also hurried over.

"Yes, yes, Qin Ye is right." Wang Li smiled reluctantly, a little envious of this Qin Ye. This is an idle nobleman in Beijing, who has a position of a thousand households in brocade clothes at a young age. Of course, this brocade is not the other brocade and the thousand. It is the duty rewarded by the imperial court, and he will not really go to work in the Yamen of Jinyiwei, and Jinyiwei will not be able to really come over to take charge of this person, just one to determine the grade. Of course, the most important thing is that this Qin Ye is the nephew of a marquis in Beijing, and he is really a carefree and wealthy son in Beijing.

was said a few words by Qin Ye, if it was in the past, Xi Dacai would have laughed dryly, and this matter would have passed. But today, Xi Dacai changed drastically, his eyes were bright, and his face seemed to be young all of a sudden, radiant, and said, "Master Qin, it's not me who blows." Our armor factory, that will also be able to rise one day. How is this Da Ming still not knowing? There is a war everywhere, and the armor factory can also be reinvigorated and create a Ming soldier artifact! Otherwise, look at the Jingshi outside, it's only been a month, what's going on? Not to mention that the house is not closed at night, the police patrol in this city day and night, isn't it too peaceful? ”

"Taiping...... It's too peaceful. But ......" Qin Ye wanted to refute a few words, but his head tilted, and he suddenly said: "This Jingshi, it has changed too much." Let's just say that on the streets, there are fewer and fewer homeless people. ”

"Maybe the war has subsided, and they have all returned to their hometowns. Otherwise, there will be war in Shanxi, and I want to go back. Wang Li was a little interested, and he didn't hear Qin Ye's words much.

When Qin Ye heard this, he smiled and said, "You haven't seen the Jingshi in the past years." In this world, everyone in the world thinks that the Jingshi is the best place, thinking that if they run here, the yamen will not ignore it, and will help the victims. But what do you want to say...... This good place, good, there must be something in the saint, that is, the people below...... Haha, after all, even if the war is over, the people will not go back easily. Because, they can't even afford to go back! That's not the number of ways police can press. ”

"Didn't these police officers expand on the spot?" Wang Lidao.

"That's not. Let's talk about it in Ming Shifang, where will the errand of doing things for the yamen and eating imperial food get these outsiders. The displaced people are hard, but those neighbors in Beijing are not hard? Under siege together, how many families are still hungry and dizzy, and even spend all their savings to buy food and starve to death? This time, the saint was gracious, and the four cities of the capital plus one outer Guo City all built police stations. How many people have gone to apply, you know, this is the national treasury directly in charge of food and salary, and it is absolutely indispensable! Long live Lord staring at it with his own eyes! As soon as he said this, Xi Dacai spat and flew up.

This time, even Qin Ye couldn't help but nod. He came from a wide range of roads, and knew that the ninth uncle who had a lot of money was an old talent, and he couldn't open the pot at home, and found that the newspapers flying all over the street said that the Beijing Division Police Station was recruiting, and a surprise also plunged into the recruitment.

Wang Li has also heard some rumors: "The method of food and salary is clever, I heard that all of them have opened accounts in Hengxin Money Village, and each person's salary is directly transferred to the past on a monthly basis, and no one can interfere in the middle." ”

"With enough food of one stone a month, my ninth uncle finally survived." Xi Dacai sighed: "Our long-lived lord, we are really wise and powerful!" Let's just say that this money is directly transferred to the account, and there is not a single deduction. Let's talk about this expansion of the police station. originally thought it was a transfer that harmed the people, but the police station in the five cities has been built, where is not the peace and security? Occasionally, 5,000 good children have been recruited. I heard that hundreds of good men have also been transferred from the Guards Legion of Long Live Lord, just for the sake of the peace of this Beijing Division! ”

"The men in Beijing have a way to live, and we, the outsiders, can finally find a place to live." Wang Li said, suddenly feeling a little excited: "If all the coal is sold this time, I will stay in Beijing and never leave again!" ”

"Good!" Seeing that Qin Ye didn't speak, Xi Dacai was a little proud, and said with a big sting: "I'm also average, put this here, you, just take a look." This Jingshi has absolutely no reason to become worse! Let's say we ...... helmet."

"Third grandfather! Three grandpa! You're here! A young queen rushed in panting angrily, and when he saw Xi Dacai's high-minded voice, he was overjoyed, with a smile on his face, and his words complained with joyful eagerness: "Go back quickly!" Grandpa Nine reads it! Not only that, Director Liu and Director Qi of the Dongcheng and Nancheng Police Stations all arrived. And the head of the armor factory is all there. Third grandfather, go back quickly! ”

"Huh?" When Xi Dacai heard this, he was immediately stunned, stood up and ran away: "Shopkeeper, the tea money is recorded in the account!" ”

The shopkeeper walked out blankly, looking at Xi Dacai's back, looking confused.

Qin Ye threw a handful of broken silver on the cabinet, looked at a group of figures in black leather stand-up collars in the distance, walked over slowly, smashed it, and said, "This is Long Live Lord...... The rhythm of leaving the palace! ”

"Huh?" When the shopkeeper heard this, he put down the account book in his hand and shouted from afar: "Xiao Er, take care of the store, I'll go to the armor factory!" ”

"Huh?" The juniors looked at the back of the shopkeeper in amazement.

Wang Li looked at Qin Ye and said in a low voice, "Long live Lord is here?" ”

"This policeman is well-fed and well-dressed, well-trained, well-trained, dedicated, and well-fed. This kind of place, if you say it's a third-class officer, it's a drop point. Turned, it's stronger than Jingying. Think about it, where are the people in this police station who can be mobilized by ordinary people? To say that the county magistrate can mobilize more than 100 to investigate a big and important case that is angry and resentful. But there are thousands of people, and half of the police in Beijing have been transferred. It's not the battle of the Long Live Lord out of the palace, which extravagant figure is worthy of this majesty? After Qin Ye finished speaking, he suddenly heard a snapping sound.

Wang Li ran out of the teahouse while he was on the table, leaving only a distant voice floating back: "Master Qin, I'm offended." I'm going to see the heavens! ”

The sound came back to the teahouse, which was originally boiling, and the lively teahouse suddenly fell silent.

The crowd looked back and finally understood what the situation was like that of Fang Cai Xi Dacai and the shopkeeper.

"It's Long Live Lord who left the palace and came to the armor factory!" After Qin Ye finished speaking, he walked out of the teahouse with the bird cage. He knew that the teahouse was closed.

Sure enough, a pile of broken silver and copper plates was thrown onto the counter like rain. Then, the crowd rushed out like birds and beasts, and everyone walked towards the east.

"This is the new emperor who has won the battle against the Tartars!"

"It will be contaminated with heaven and blessings!"

"Go together, go together!"

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The four **** carriages slowly ran over on the road of Jingshi, and the shock absorption effect of the spring royal carriage carefully built by the masters was improved to the point of comfort regardless of work. Ringing the poor shock absorption effect of the carriage over the years, Zhu Cihong can finally sit comfortably in the carriage.

The carriage quietly walked out of the small gate of the Forbidden City, and a group of masters dressed as vasumptuous servants watched vigilantly at all the dangers in all directions. Everywhere along the street, the brocade guards who walked closely observed the anomalies along the way. Until entering the red lotus root in Ming Shifang, the reinforcements of the personal guards and the east and south city offices arrived one after another to relay the guard.

Finally, Zhu Cihong arrived at the armor factory safely. (To be continued.) )