Before the Northern Song Dynasty, the scholars of the past dynasties were very opposed to sitting in a sedan chair, and Wang Anshi vigorously criticized that the sedan chair was a substitute for animals with people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Since the Southern Song Dynasty, the sedan chair has become more and more popular, I have to say that science is prosperous, cynicism is popular, and civilization is regressing.

The literati of the Song Dynasty would never fight the sword to travel the world, sacrifice their lives to go to the country, and see death as if they were home, and in the Chongzhen Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, even Wen Tianxiang, who died for the country, could not be found......

Facing Ah San, who was kneeling on the ground and begging to be attached, Tang Yi slowly stood up, pulled him up with his own hands, and walked in front of Gao Gong and Jiang Dong.

Tang Yi clenched his fists and arched his hands, extremely serious.

"Fangxi Gong, Zhongxuan Gong, the so-called Manu, there are Mongols, and there are Han Chinese, they were plundered to the grassland, and they have been slaves for generations. When the Yuan Dynasty stole the Central Plains, the slavery system was implemented, and there were a large number of 'driving mouths', they were just the property of the masters, and they could be punished at will, bought and sold, and gifted. Taizu raised the volunteers, killed the unreasonable, drove the remnants of the Yuan in the north, and there were many unwilling to squeeze the people in the army, as the pioneer of Taizu, he would fight for the first, and he would not regret his death! Tang Yi said that he was emotional, and his voice was full of emotion.

"Nearly 200 years have passed, and on the grassland, people are still slaves, servants, livestock, and goods. Now there are manu, and the return to the Ming Dynasty is the benevolence and righteousness of our emperor, and the four seas return to the heart. If the manu is returned, it will not be an insult to the wisdom of the saint and a betrayal of the benevolence of the great grandfather to raise troops to save the people. As a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, how can he have no king and no father, and help the abuse! ”

High, except for high, is high!

Gao Gong and Jiangdong are completely convinced, and there is no one who can abduct the slaves of other people's houses to say so impassionedly.

They also understood that Manu had fallen into the hands of Tang Yi, and he would never return it to Tiebei, all they were worried about was that someone inside Daming would say something nonsense, and they would take the opportunity to make trouble and force the person back to Tiebei.

But with Tang Yi's words, all the excuses have been sealed, even if someone dares to brush Jiajing's tiger beard, but they dare not challenge Zhu Chongba's authority, and the scholar who claims to be benevolent and benevolent can't say that it's right to raise slaves, right?

Gao Gong made a straight face, and also stood up, snorting at the iron-backed Taiji.

"You have also seen that they are willing to become the people of the Ming Dynasty, the heart of heaven is merciful, how can the Ming let them down and push them back into the fire pit, iron-backed Taiji, please also tell Altan Khan, please ask him to do more benevolent government, love the people, and treat the people well, otherwise the day when the rebellion will not be far away!"

Gao Gong was broken, not much worse than Tang Yi, and trained the iron back like a grandson, and the iron back Taiji lowered his head in shame, but in the next second, he raised it.

I'm not mistaken, but who is wrong, it's you, not Lao Tzu!

"Lord Gao, Lord Tang, you first snatched Dai Qing Taiji's war horse, and then abducted my horse slave, you have no intention of holding an equestrian competition at all, you are simply extortion, insatiable! You mean! Ironback trembled with rage and almost fell.

"It's not stupid, but I can see it." Tang Yi secretly thought to himself, but he didn't bring out a single thing on his face, "Iron-backed Taiji, I am the most hospitable in Daming, how can I not believe in my words." The Holy One has decreed that if you win the equestrian competition, no matter which tribe you are, you can get the right to trade with each other for one year, if this is not sincerity, what is sincerity? ”

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Dahan Zheno was out of breath and sat on the stool of the tea stall casually, these **** were extremely tired, the manu of the iron back and the ebony man ran away, worried that his slaves would also run away, Zheno had to take turns with his cronies, and promised more rewards in order to stabilize the crumbling hearts of the people. But my sister is still not worried, and she runs around all day long, which makes Jeno worried.

This sister is getting weirder and weirder, she seems to be obsessed, when she talks in private, she is not even allowed to say a bad word about the Ming Dynasty, she caused Dai Qing to lose all her war horses, Dai Qing has already complained to Tiebei Taiji, maybe after going back, the matter will be troubled by me.

What is the saying of the Han people? The girl is extroverted, that's right, this sister is not married yet, and her heart is not on Mongolia's side!

Zheno felt the need to have a good talk with Jong Kim so as not to bring disaster to the Oirath Ministry.

"Sister, these days, the insidiousness of the Han people, have you seen it?"

Jong Kim blinked his bright eyes and shook his head vigorously.

"Alas, they deceived so many horse slaves, so that Uncle Ironback, and Dai Qing Taiji had to clean the horse shed and feed the horses by himself, they are all a group of despicable foxes, cunning devils, they are not the same as us!"

Jong Kim was silent for a few seconds, raised his head, and stared at his tall brother, "I think it's us who are wrong. ”

It's over, my sister is poisoned!

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk nonsense, it was we who turned good people into slaves and livestock, and the Han people like to say that good birds choose trees to perch on, and virtuous ministers choose their masters. It was not unreasonable for the Manuto to flee. Besides, over the years, more than 100,000 Han people have fled to the grassland, and helped me to establish Dabansheng City, so the Han people are allowed to run to the grassland, and our people are not allowed to run to the Han people, which makes no sense! ”

Truth, truth, are all the truth of the Han people!

Zhenuo was really crazy, "Sister, have you thought about it, there are millions of Han people, and it doesn't matter if they run through hundreds of thousands, but as long as we run over tens of thousands, uh no, it is a few thousand, and the number of soldiers that can be used on the grassland will be reduced by tens of thousands!" ”

"Oh." Zhong Jin seemed to have just understood, was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled coquettishly: "So, the Han people have finally found a way to deal with me, and he is going to be unlucky!" ”

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his lips and he died!

He really couldn't understand why his sister hated me so much, didn't he have thoughts about you? That's not wrong, I'm a hero, except for being a little older, what's not worthy of you? It is an eternal law that heroes sit back and enjoy everything, including all beauties, of course.

Zhenuo thinks that her sister must have read Han books since she was a child, and those books contain devils that have swallowed her heart, so she should quickly ask the most clever shaman grandmother to cast spells to exorcise evil spirits and regain the hearts of those who have lost their hearts...... Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it again, from childhood to adulthood, his eccentric sister will always be his pistachio and pride, how can he bear his sister to suffer.

"Brother, I know your thoughts, but my sister dares to say, you are wrong, I am not a hero like Genghis Khan at all, but I picked up a cheap, believe me, the Han people have appeared countless famous generals, and there are more powerful masters of power and strategy, every move has poked the sore spot of my answer, or it won't be long before I will be defeated, if you want the tribe to continue, you must part ways with your answer. Brother, we took a wrong step, and Oirat is finished! ”

Zhenuo's heart trembled suddenly, in the past, he must have thought that his sister was talking nonsense, but since entering the Ming Dynasty, what he has seen and heard has made him impressed.

The prosperous cities, the fierce and powerful soldiers, especially the officials, are no longer synonymous with pedantic, stupid and greedy, they are cunning and cunning, and they are far-sighted, as my sister said, they start with slaves and go straight to the fate of the steppe tribes.

Could it be, it really will......

Zheno shook his head vigorously, but the thought seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't shake it off.

"The horse race has begun!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, followed by the rapid sound of the gong, which was the signal to start the game.

After the preliminaries, people are already familiar with the rules of equestrian competitions, and after a quarter of an hour and a half of an hour after the gong sounds, the official competition begins, during which the spectators enter the stands and have the last chance to bet on the match.

In just a few days, horse racing has become a popular sport in Tianjin, including the dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital, all of whom came to join in the fun, and the businessmen in the south were even more fascinated.

In every game, there is not only a passionate speed competition, but also a vision to choose your favorite war horse and gamble. Although the number of people who win bets is always in the minority, it does not hinder everyone's urge to try their luck.

Moreover, the audience seats on both sides can be entered regardless of identity, as long as you buy a ticket. Three religions and nine streams, gentry and businessmen, officials and talents, everything, inadvertently, you can make a friend.

The horse racing conference has become a place of communication, everyone takes horse racing as the reason, gets together, exchanges experiences, chats, comfortable and happy, it is really refreshing, fluttering, and forgetting where it is.

It was even suggested that twenty days would be too short to make the horse racing a permanent event, preferably every month.

The future is aside, and for now we have to look at the real feast.

Before the finals, the athletes of the nine sides, the children of the southeast family, the nobles of the Beijing camp, and of course the Mongolian tribes will enter together to conduct a horse parade, which is also to let everyone appreciate the style of each war horse, and it is also good to bet.

Knock knock, drum rumble, the first to play is the folk players, they passed the preliminaries test, including many masters, after the appearance, the cheers were thunderous, and the audience shouted at the top of their voices.

Followed by Xungui, the family, and the athletes of the nine sides, each wave of appearance caused bursts of jubilation, like a pot of water, constantly heating up until it boiled.

"The Han people who have not seen it, let you open your eyes!"

The Mongolian horses came out from the other side of the track, and as soon as they ran forward, some people played a kick to hide, and some people came to pull the flag with the wind, and some people stood on horseback, galloping steadily, like nails nailed to the saddle!

It's amazing, it's a nation on horseback!

All the audience gasped, of course they hoped that the Daming players could win, but just one appearance was compared to others, and everyone's hearts were clouded.

At this moment, there was a low sound of horses' hooves, and a team of players appeared from the entrance gate, they walked neatly and neatly towards the middle of the field.

When their horses reached the middle, everyone suddenly realized that it was their horses, who were too condescending, and were a head taller than the Mongolian horses, as if adults were looking down on their children...... (To be continued.) )