The first wind and rain drifted away

In the blazing candle flames, a large sand table map was placed in the West Warm Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, occupying most of the room.

Emperor Chongzhen held a baton in his hand, listening to Lao Wang reciting the secret music of Jinyiwei, and kept moving.

"Emperor, Xu Hongxuan, a thousand households in Jinyi, told me that the Fan family Xinglongkui shipped a batch of Fujian iron from the Dezhou warehouse to Zhangjiakou.

At the same time, Qing Taiheng, a guest of Pingyao Liang, also transported medicinal materials from warehouses all over the Ming Dynasty to Zhangjiakou for concentration.

Yuci Chang's family, Nie's family, Taigu Cao's family, Linfen Kang's family...... All goods are shipped to Zhangjiakou ......"

As Lao Wang's voice fell, Emperor Chongzhen's baton finally stopped at the position of Zhangjiakou.

Yes, this is the place.

Emperor Chongzhen squinted at the dragon's eyes, staring at the position of Zhangjiakou tightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the wharf for Jin merchants to smuggle, the starting point to the Mongolian steppe, where all the goods gather, divided into several routes by foot, and then sneak to the destination.

To be honest, Emperor Chongzhen is no stranger to this place.

Because, in later life, he had visited this place and was very familiar with the surrounding geography and terrain.

After crossing, I compared the map every day, and I had already imprinted this area deeply in my mind.

Zhangjiakou was originally a small fort, Jiajing eight years garrison Zhang Zhen opened a small gate in the north city wall, called the small north gate, because the door is small as a mouth, and was built by Zhang Zhen, so it is called Zhangjiakou.

However, since the opening of the mutual market in the Wanli period, it has begun to expand year by year, showing a prosperous scene.

Mongolia traded horses, cattle, sheep, donkeys and other livestock, while Jiannu was a variety of wild animal skins and ginseng, fungus, mushrooms, pine nuts, honey and other mountain goods.

The Ming Dynasty exported all kinds of iron production tools and means of life such as rice, salt, cloth, silk silk, iron pots, and clothes.

During the opening of the market, Zhangjiakou had frequent transactions and bustling crowds; On the way to the horse market, there is a lot of traffic, one after another, and it is a busy scene.

In such a situation, the wild boar Pinurhachi was sufficiently developed.

So, he felt that the time was ripe, put forward the seven hatreds, and began to raise troops against Ming.

In the forty-sixth year of Wanli, Nurhachi captured Fushun, and three years later, he captured Liaoyang, killed 40,000 or 50,000 merchants, and robbed countless goods.

As a result, the trade between the Ming Dynasty and the horse market of Jiannu was interrupted.

Soon, Boar Skin paid for his short-sightedness.

After the trade with Daming Ma City was interrupted, the merchants were killed, and the specialties of Jiannu had no way out, and all of them were rotten at home.

Don't mention the worthless things, the ginseng that Jiannu can get his hands on has rotted more than 100,000 catties in less than three years.

Moreover, because the Ming court ordered that iron tools were strictly prohibited from entering the Jiannu area, the result was that the Jiannu men had no ploughshares and shovels, and the women had no needles and scissors, and it was almost difficult to survive.

The wild boar Pinurhachi was dumbfounded.

At this time, he realized the importance of business, and force is not invincible.

In the absence of a way, the wild boar skin in the early stage could only continue to trade with the Ming Dynasty through North Korea and Mongolia as a medium.

However, the import of goods into the Ming region through the medium of Mongolia came at a cost.

According to the records of the history of Jiannu left behind: the goods of the south of Xiyi (Mongolia) were pumped from our country (i.e., Jiannu) to anoint the marrow, and our country used limited property to fill in the inferior ravines, which may not be a miscalculation.

At the same time, in the third year of the Apocalypse, the Ming court also found that something was wrong.

According to the inscription of Song Mingwu in the military department, it is recorded that in the name of famine, the fake rice in Zhangjiakou of Xiyi (Mongolia) City is all cellared in Zhushou Mountain,...... It's nothing more than wanting to feed the Ming Dynasty.

It should be said that both sides found a problem, and both sides felt that something was wrong.

It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty was not angry, and the eight Jin merchants headed by Fan Yongdou appeared and began to sell the country.

And Jiannu was very lucky, because he hooked up with the Eight Great Jin Merchants.

The history of Jiannu records: If today's details are just for profit. …… In fact, our country (i.e., Jiannu) is selling goods in detail, so why not calculate it?

And their goods are cheap, and everything can be caused, so why bother to work hard, wade into dangers, and hand over to Xiyi?

Thinking of this, Emperor Chongzhen gritted his teeth and sneered:

"These grandsons are really diligent, and the Lantern Festival has not yet passed, so they are busy.

It's a pity that these dogs, day and night, are thinking about transporting the materials of the Ming Dynasty to Jiannu, so that foreign races can come to slaughter the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Hehe......"

The Son of Heaven was angry, ambushed millions of corpses, and bled for thousands of miles!

With a creepy sneer, Lao Wang seemed to see people's heads rolling.

However, betraying the country for glory, these people really deserve to die and do not deserve sympathy.

They risked their lives and violated the imperial court ban by smuggling grain, gunpowder, metal, salt, and other materials to Jiannu.

Moreover, they not only smuggled materials, but also collected information about the Ming Dynasty for Jiannu.

In the process of being in charge of this case, Lao Wang was so shocked that he almost blinded his eyes.

According to the report he received, Jiannu's gunpowder, eighty percent of the grain, and more than sixty percent of the metal were all provided by the Jin merchants.

Even the generals of the border passes, down to the names of the guards at each pass, the number of soldiers and the details of the equipment, were also provided by the Jin merchants to Jiannu.

Kill a thousand knives.

"Emperor, they want to rush to deliver the supplies to Shengjing, the puppet capital of Jiannu, after the beginning of spring, to prepare for the invasion of the Ming Dynasty.

The old slave thought that he could start arming and that he had to keep their goods in Daming. ”

Emperor Chongzhen nodded, thought for a moment, and suddenly shouted:

"Big companion, with the aim of guarding the battalion Huang De with 5,000 people to guard Dushikou, Yan Yingyuan of the Beijing camp is accompanied by Qianhu, Chen Mingyu, and Feng Houdun as deputy Qianhu.

Cao Bianjiao, the governor of the left capital of the five armies, led 5,000 people to guard Zhangjiakou, and all the warriors were brought with him.

Lu Xiangsheng, the governor of Xuanda, was ordered to lead 20,000 Tianxiong troops back to the governor's palace, redeploy Xuanfu, Datong, Taiyuan, Jizhou, and the general military officers, and the front line was all handed over to Sun Chuanting.

Ma Xianglin led 5,000 white pole soldiers to Linfen to stand by.

Ling ......"

With the orders of Emperor Chongzhen, the cross-provincial arrest of the world's first case has been slowly launched.

Of course, the Jinyi Guards and Traitors Division, who are at the forefront, have already started to act.

Dezhou Mansion, the transportation center of Daming, the goods in the south of the Yangtze River are generally transferred here.

Liu Qiming, the small banner of the Suppression Division, but his current identity is a thug in the Texas Mansion.

Among them, there is no flaw at all.

It is still very convenient for Jinyiwei to arrange these things.

Through the arrangement of the local Cao Gang, he followed the house slave to the courtyard, and saw a strong man in his early forties, commanding dozens of men, loading the wagon.

The house slave trotted over and whispered a few words, the strong man nodded and said to Liu Qiming: "Uncle Liu, come with me." ”

Liu Qiming didn't talk nonsense, and followed him quickly.

When he came to a small remote black room behind the courtyard, the strong man opened the door and went in first, lit the oil lamp, and motioned for Liu Qiming to follow suit.

As soon as he entered the door, the strong man closed the door with his hand, pointed to the thick leather jacket placed on top of a small cabinet and said:

"You put this on.

From now on, you are the guardian of Xinglongkui, and the sword is under the cabinet.

Horses, the outside is ready. You have a quarter of an hour to change your clothes. A quarter of an hour later, the team assembled through the back door and left the city. ”

After speaking, he no longer glanced at Liu Qimingqing, walked out of the door directly, and locked him inside.

"What birdman, what is the way to come?"

Liu Qiming took a sip, but he didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly changed his clothes, put on a fur hat, and took out a waist knife from under the cabinet.

Not to mention, the quality of the waist knife is very good, and it is not much different from the waist knife worn by the general manager of the official army.

Perhaps, it was originally an official product.

After packing up and checking the two daggers hidden in his two boots, Liu Qiming walked out of the hut.

Outside, the sky was completely dark, and with the howling north wind, the whole world looked a little desolate.

Dozens of people had gathered in the courtyard at this time, and the strong man seemed to be lecturing, and when he saw Liu Qiming coming, he motioned for him to stand behind with his eyes.

The strong man continued: "Those who are obedient, those who endure hardships, and those who work hard, everyone will be rewarded when they come back.

If someone dares to play tricks and do not contribute to the work, the business will be ruined. Lao Tzu can tolerate you, but God can't tolerate you. ”

This strong man spoke very imposingly, and at first glance, he had been a superior for a long time, and Liu Qiming was actually shocked.

Successful people must have merit.

The strong man said a few more precautions, glanced at the night, waved his hand, and signaled the team to leave.

At this point, there were still vague pedestrians on the street, but when they saw this team coming, they gave way.

The procession did not stop, ignored the passers-by, walked the avenue, and soon went out of the city through the west gate.

In a small forest three or four miles outside the city, Liu Qiming saw that there seemed to be a lot of people waiting here, and there were more than 100 horses on the small slope next to it, all of which were of good quality.

Liu Qiming couldn't help but be speechless in his heart, this posture, I'm afraid that he can catch up with the previous chief soldier.

Ordinary general soldiers, I'm afraid, will definitely not be able to take out so many good horses.

The leading strong man dismounted and whispered a few words to a tall and thin old man, and an entourage ran over beside him and said to Liu Qiming's saber guards: "You guys, come and get the horses." ”

"Yes." The leading guard replied respectfully, and trotted in the direction of the horses.

Liu Qiming hurriedly followed.

They said that they would take the horses, but they didn't have a part to choose at all, and depending on which horse the horse's guard gave you, you had to ask for whichever one, and they wouldn't even say a word.

Fortunately, these horses are good, very strong, energetic, and able to bear hardships and stand hard work.

Liu Qiming's dozen guards were assigned horses and returned to the team on Xinglongkui's side.

At this time, two more teams came from the direction of Texas Mansion, and their process was almost exactly the same as here.

After about half an hour of busy work, the team was basically cleaned up.

The leading old man nodded to a very fierce and tall man with a full beard beside him, who put his fingers in his mouth, whistled vigorously, and said as if singing:

"The God of Wealth opened the way, walking, wow."

The caravan took advantage of the darkness of the night to make its way north, and at dawn reached a narrow, desolate basin.

At the head of the team, the old man climbed off his horse and whispered a few words to the bearded man, and soon someone shouted in the team, and the team rested in place.

Although he was tired all night, Liu Qiming's spirit was excellent.

Originally, Liu Qiming thought that this was just Fan Yongdou's horse team, but now, its composition is obviously a little complicated.

And although the caravan seems scattered, in fact, it is meticulous.

Each family has its own place, and no one will covet half a step.

Last night, Liu Qiming wanted to break away from Xinglongkui's escort team many times and go around to check, but he didn't have such a chance.

It wasn't until dawn that he could see the lineup of some of the teams.

The team is huge, at least a few hundred people.

There were dozens of carts of mules and horses of all kinds, piling up this small basin to the brim.

Porters and handymen were mostly in thick cotton jackets and hats, and the guards were dressed in the same way, except for swords and various weapons on their waists and hands, and some of them held long muskets.

In addition to the horses and the mules and horses pulling the carts, there were many single mules and horses in the procession, most of them carrying a lot of bags, and on this spring morning, the livestock were snorting and panting and exhaling white smoke.

After the queue stopped, it was time to eat.

But they didn't seem to have the idea of burying the pot and eating hot, but just took out their own dry food and ate the cold leftovers like this, and the groom fed the horses first, and then went to eat by themselves, and there was very little communication between people.

Liu Qiming wanted to take a free time to secretly communicate with the surrounding guards and inquire about the news, but found that this was difficult. Others don't give you a chance to speak at all.

Only then did he realize that he had really underestimated these big businessmen.

The discipline of this mixed caravan is, I am afraid, much more orderly than that of most officers and soldiers.

In this way, Liu Qiming was no longer rash, and honestly mixed in Xinglongkui's escort team, waiting for changes.

After breakfast, the team did not set off immediately.

Liu Qiming found that several guards around him were leaning on the nearby mules and horses, and they dozed lazily. The porters and handymen also found their own shelter from the wind, and it seemed that they all had to sleep and rest.

No one spoke, and the caravan was full of hundreds of people, except for the occasional sneeze from the mules and horses.

Liu Qiming had already adapted to the rules of the caravan at this time, and thinking about the instructions of the strong man before leaving, he also vaguely guessed some of the structure of this organization.

These people from each caravan should be carefully selected by each family, promising huge profits to ensure the integrity and regularity of the caravan on the way.

I'm afraid that these people who can participate in the caravan may still have families, controlled by these big merchants and used as hostages.

After all, although the Ming Dynasty has been declining, this huge dynasty still has a strong control over these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

These wealthy businessmen will never dare to go too far, this is a head-killing business after all.

Even so, Liu Qiming also blended into the flow of people, found a gentle mule and horse, leaned on the warm body of the livestock, and slowly dozed off.

It wasn't until late afternoon that the leading guards woke up Liu Qiming and the others, and said in a low voice: "Clean up and get ready to go." ”

The team is so meticulous and small, presumably there must be something unusual in the cargo.

Liu Qiming thought, slowly scanning the back of the team, it seemed that there was nothing special, the grass in early spring, staggered by the wheels, but it was still growing tenaciously.

All around, there is nothing unusual.

But soon, Liu Qiming discovered something unusual.

The ruts of the carriage seem to be very different, but there are obviously several lines, and the marks are extraordinarily deep.

Thinking back to before, Liu Qiming always felt that there were more than a dozen horses pulling carts, and he was extremely tired, and he had to be whipped by the groom with a whip to walk slowly.

What would be so heavy? Can a hard-working mule and horse be tired like this?

After careful consideration, and then thinking about what Tartar and Jiannu lacked most, the answer was already imminent.

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