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The cavalry of the Ming army fought the fire while clearing out a road that could be walked, but on both sides of the road that caught Chen Jiong's eyes, there were still a lot of corpses, there were Mongolian soldiers, and there were also ordinary Mongolians, and they basically held blades in their hands, obviously even at the last moment just now they still resisted to the death, but they did not have a few horses in the camp, even if they had horses, in the face of the Ming cavalry that swept like a whirlwind and rushed straight in front of them, there was not much resistance, so there were not a few corpses of Ming soldiers in the camp.

What's more, most of these people are old, weak, sick and disabled, and their resistance is just an expression of their determination. Chen Zhi gave a few orders, and several of them were responsible for collecting the corpse. No matter what you say, these people at least fell on the road of bloody battles and defending their tribes, which is worthy of respect, and it also reminded Chen Jiong and many Ming soldiers of themselves many years ago.

At that time, like these Mongols, in order to protect their homeland and their wives and children, they fought desperately against the Mongol Tatars, and countless people fell, but there were many more soldiers who went forward to succeed. At this moment, the two sides were transposed, and the soldiers of the Ming army could understand and experience their emotions.

"Be careful!" A Ming soldier shouted loudly, two Ming soldiers were struggling to carry a large box to the open space on the side of the camp, and more than ten large boxes had been piled up in the open space, and there was a lot of grain and grass around the box, but unfortunately a small half of it was burned by a fire just now, if it wasn't for the timely rescue, I'm afraid there would be no left.

Of course, what attracted more attention was that on one side of the clearing, hundreds of men and women in ragged clothes were gathered together, covered in mud, and they looked like slaves doing hard work, and there were no Ming soldiers around them, but several fireheads were distributing dry food to them.

"This ······" Chen Wei just glanced at it, and immediately understood, and the hand holding the reins of the horse trembled a little.

Du Tou, who accompanied him, sighed softly: "They are all the people of the Han family who were taken captive by the Mongol Tatars and went north, and the longest of them has been more than ten years. How to live here······ It's not a human life, but they can survive. ”

"Because it's dead, we don't know." Chen Zhi's voice was a little low, he turned over and walked quickly towards the crowd who were queuing up to receive dry food.

These ragged Han family people seemed to have long been accustomed to such mechanical waiting and movement, so although many of them were skinny, they still slowly followed the people in front of them, some of them did not even have a complete set of clothes, and the cold wind on the grassland was like a knife, sweeping on the bare skin, and several people were already shivering.

Chen Jiong directly took off his cloak and wrapped it around one of the children who was hunched on his waist, and the people of the Han family around him obviously also saw this Ming general in armor, and they stopped one after another, and a few bold subconsciously stepped forward, and Chen Jiong grasped the hand of one of the middle-aged men without hesitation, and the tentacles were thick cocoons and black mud, I don't know how long I haven't cleaned it, and I don't know how much hard work he has done in these long and difficult years.

"Folks, my Chinese people, we're late!" Chen Jiong said loudly, and he didn't know that tears were already rolling in his eyes, "We're late!" Let everyone suffer! ”

"The general is gracious, gracious!" The man's hands trembled, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, breaking through the black mud on his face, leaving clear marks, his knees were weak, almost subconsciously about to kneel,

Chen Ji hurriedly helped him up, and the heads and guards around him also hurriedly stepped forward to support the rest. It's because they're late, so many people kneel, they can't afford it, and they have a guilty conscience!

When they were plundered to the grassland, making cattle and horses for the Mongols, they never thought that one day they would escape, nor did they ever think that the long-awaited red dragon flag would really flutter under the blue sky of the grassland!

And the Mongols who brought them endless painful memories have fallen in pools of blood not far away, or are being sent to ashes by the Ming soldiers in the fire outside the camp. Of course, there are many Mongolian women and children, old and weak, shivering not far away under the custody of the Ming cavalry, although they wear a lot of clothes, but under the cold gaze of the Ming cavalry, every Mongolian captive feels a chill down their spine.

"Yanping (Chen Zhi's words), how is this ······?" Wang Dayong also rode over, and before he finished speaking, he saw the scene in front of him, he was not a fool, and immediately understood what was going on, and the saber on his waist was pulled out violently, "Come on, drag out all the men among the Mongolian Tartar captives!" ”

When Chen Ji heard the roar behind him, he subconsciously wanted to say something, but in the end he held back, because he could really feel that there was also a flame burning in his chest, and he could feel the cold eyes of the Han family people around him looking at the Mongolians over there.

Blood debts are paid in blood, this is the rule.

In the cry of the Mongolian woman, the old people and children were dragged out, and even a few realized that they were not far from death, and they directly pulled out the knife they carried with them and wanted to fight hard, but they were directly knocked to the ground by the Ming soldiers cleanly. Wang Dayong sneered, turned over from the horse, and the knife in his hand was still covered with blood - although the first merit was snatched away by Zhang Chuang, but he also cut off the heads of several people - this knife-wielding, fierce and vicious Ming army general, made the Mongols subconsciously shudder.

Chen Jiong stretched out his hand and patted the shoulders of several Han people around him, and walked straight to the boxes piled up over there, Mongolian women are still useful to keep, but these men, Chen Jiong doesn't mind killing them all, otherwise he will grow up and be a wolf cub who causes trouble for Daming.

Chen Zhi walked without hesitation, as if everything that was about to happen behind him had nothing to do with him. And the eyes of all the soldiers of the Ming army and the people of the Han family fell on those trembling Mongols, and then looked at Wang Dayong.

Wang Dayong glanced at Chen Zhi, and a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Cut it!" ”

The soldiers of the Ming army, who had been waiting for a long time, waved the sabre in their hands at the same time, and their heads flew into the air, and then rolled down on the green grass, blood gushed out, sprinkled on the blades of grass, moistening the grass on the plain, and also moistening this piece of world.

Chen Jiong walked back slowly and leisurely at this time, and when he saw the sight in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Brother Xuan Yong, you, you're really ······."

Wang Dayong wiped the blood from the saber - he was also involved in it just now - and said coldly: "Not to mention that these people on the grassland have endless troubles after staying, just look at these Han people next to them, we have no reason to spare them, since these people have no way to bring them back, it is better to kill them directly, our food and grass are in short supply, and there are so many people who need help, there is no food for them at all, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

After a pause, Wang Dayong glanced at Chen Jiong, and continued unhurriedly: "What's more, didn't you also acquiesce to Yanping just now?" ”

Chen Ji rolled his eyes and said seriously: "When did so-and-so acquiesce, isn't this your dictatorship, I can't say that so-and-so still has to join you." ”

However, although the words were harsh, the expression on Chen Jiong's face still couldn't hold back, revealing a smile and a mouthful of white teeth. And Wang Dayong also laughed and hugged his shoulder: "If you do this, it won't be Chen Yanping of the two Huai Army, the basket that your kid poked out in Chenzhou back then was not small at all, and at this time he became a good girl, and I don't believe it if I killed someone!" ”

Chen Wei solemnly stretched out his hand to bring Wang Dayong over, and nodded his chin at the frightened Mongolian women: "You don't have to be close to a certain set here, this smell of sweat on your body may really make someone want to participate in you." If you want to find a woman, there are many here. ”

Wang Dayong licked his lips and said in a deep voice: "Besides, the top priority is to ask about the arrangement of the Mongolian Tartars, we have captured a few prisoners." ”

"You don't need to ask to guess that you can guess eight or nine," Chen Zhi also showed a solemn look on his face, and turned his gaze to the big boxes on the other side, "Do you know what is in here?" ”

Looking at the soldiers of the Ming army who were nervously patrolling around the box, Wang Dayong took a breath of cool air.

He was reckless by nature, but he was not a fool, otherwise he would not have sat in this position, and said intently: "It's all gold, silver and jewelry? ”

Chen Zhi glanced at him slightly, and looked like Wang Dayong's imagination was too low to his expectations: "You can remove the word 'silver', there is basically gold and jewelry here, and there is no way to describe the high value, it should be said that it is ······"

Wang Dayong took a deep breath, and Chen Jiong's voice sank: "Valuable!" ”

"But where did all this jewelry come from?" Wang Dayong was puzzled, so many jewels could not have come out of the ground, and the Mongolians did not have the ability to grow gold, silver and jewelry from the ground, "You must know that we have gone on a northern expedition to Youyan before, and the Mongolian Tartars did not have time to transfer wealth, so most of the gold and silver are actually sealed in the treasury, and I have not heard that there is such a big gap, otherwise those guys in the household department would have jumped three feet high." ”

According to the rest of the departments, as soon as they smell the smell of gold, silver and jewelry, these lazy household officials on weekdays will run as fast as if they were beaten with chicken blood, and as for their interrogation methods, they are even more varied, and sometimes even the officials of the criminal department can only hide their faces when they see it, and what they do is naturally to set out the gold, silver and jewelry reserves in the warehouse.

In this regard, the officials of the other departments can only sigh, people die for money, and birds die for food, which is true.

However, everyone also knows that it is not easy for the Ministry of Households, after all, in recent years, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry have shouted and shouted in front of them, and the other has developed things as if they were not dying, which all cost money, and even spent money on flowing water, which has led to a lot of gray hair in the past few years, and has also caused the officials of the Ministry of Household to regard the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry as an exploiting class that oppresses them. However, the imperial court has a will, everyone has to work hard, in order to be able to collect and use more funds, the household department has been able to reduce since Xie Fang, it is really conscientious, in order to keep the job, complete the task, they are collecting all the money that can be collected, and counting all the treasury that can be counted.

As for looting the people's fat and people's ointment, the Ming army and the six doors are staring at it in the open and in secret, they don't have the ability and courage yet, not to mention that the people's fat and people's ointment have long been looted by the Jurchens and Mongolians, and the poor and white people have nothing to scavenge.

If you want to select the hardest of the six, even the military department has to admit that these guys in the household department are really not living a human life, and their most miserable thing is that they are in the gold and silver mountains every day, but they can't take all these things home, not only because the six doors and the Yushitai are eyeing each other, but also because the quota sent down from above makes them want to pay out of their own pockets.

Under such tremendous pressure, the ability of household officials is truly evident.

Therefore, Wang Dayong firmly believes that if the treasury of Youyan or Shanxi or Liaodong is missing, then it will definitely be found out by the household department that digs three feet into the ground to find money for the state, and these guys' noses are smarter than dogs, and it is impossible not to find them, so the origin of this batch of jewelry and gold is a little strange.

Chen Ji walked towards the big yurt in the center, and said in a deep voice: "The source of gold and silver for Mongolian Tatar jewelry is not only the Central Plains, you must know that a hundred years ago, they destroyed the Jurchens' Jin Kingdom, and as far as a certain know, in Beiping City, the former central capital of the Jurchens, there are not many gold, silver and jewelry found out by the household department, where are all those things?" ”

"Jurchen jewelry?" Wang Dayong's gaze fell back on the boxes, and he couldn't help but take a breath lightly, he didn't know if he was shocked by Chen Jiong's speculation, because he knew very well that this speculation was likely to be true, but he sighed at the original source of this batch of jewelry.

The Jurchens were a hunting tribe that came out of the snowfields of the Changbai Mountains, and it is not wrong to say that they were self-made, so they did not have much wealth themselves, and their main wealth was later looted from the extinct Liao State and the Northern Song Dynasty. For the Liao State, Wang Dayong didn't have a good impression, but for the Northern Song Dynasty, he couldn't help but feel touched.

The shame of Jingkang, Bianliang was looted by the Jurchens, this is a bloody scar on the head of every Chinese person, especially the Southern Song Dynasty, even if a hundred years have passed, the shame brought by the difficulty of Jingkang still makes every Han person angry, which is also one of the reasons why Ye Yingwu can come to this day step by step, because his slogan of the Northern Expedition has been supported by everyone from the family to the common people.

What was lost a hundred years ago was only blood debts and blood repayment, so they unswervingly supported Ye Yingwu.

And now these jewels in front of Wang Dayong and Chen Jiong, since they were not hastily transported during the Northern Expedition to Youyan, it is very likely that the Mongols stole them from the Jurchens before, and nine times out of ten they are the jewels of the Liao State and the Northern Song Dynasty.

"Are you sure?" Wang Dayong didn't wait for Chen Jiong to say more, and then asked.

Chen Ji nodded: "I was originally interested in the Bogu collection, so I took a look at it just now, and the gold has a clear number on it, and most of the jewelry is very clear about the court system of the Northern Song Dynasty, and there are even a few bronzes, which I have seen in "Xuanhe Bogutu" before." ”

"I didn't expect you scholars to be useful in this grassland." Wang Dayong suddenly said with some surprise, although he had also read a few books, and had heard about the book that Chen Zhi said just now, but he hadn't read it, and if it wasn't for Chen Zhi, he wouldn't have remembered it at all, and now looking at Chen Zhi's handy appearance, he was envious and admired in his heart.

"I'm not a scholar anymore." Chen Jiong's face sank, pretending to be angry, and he reached out and patted the armor on his body, "It's a Ming general." ”

"Okay, good, it's really a great achievement for the virtuous brother to recognize these treasures! We have traveled thousands of miles, and it is impossible to carry the old master who called after walking many roads, so now and even in the future, we have to rely on the virtuous brother, so I will wronged the virtuous brother, don't be a general, and be a scholar," Wang Da laughed and made a gesture of please, "When we return to the Central Plains one day, brother, I will invite you to eat and drink, please eat and drink!" ”

Chen Jiong rolled his eyes and didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the grassland not far away.

One day when I returned to the Central Plains, I don't know if there really was such a day?