Chapter Seventy-Seven: Amitabha, Sweeping Monk!
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Hadaner is a herdsman from a small Mongolian tribe.
A small tribe of no more than 200 people.
Such a small tribe was originally easily annexed by other large tribes on the grassland.
But there is no way.
The last khan of the Manchu Empire, oh no, now it should be called the emperor, Aisin Jueluo Nurhachi was buried in the mountains near their tribe.
Then, the tribe of Hadan'er was forced to become the mausoleum keepers of the Manchu emperor.
Although Hadan'er was full of reluctance, after all, the people on the grassland were all eagles soaring in the sky, how could they be restrained by a mere mountain forest.
But there is still no way.
The current Manchu Qing is too strong, and some time ago I heard that this Manchu emperor has defeated the Ming Dynasty in the south, and the Manchu Qing is about to enter the Central Plains!!
What's more, the Manchu court also promised to give the tribe thousands of sheep and horses every year, and there were also Han slaves!
Hadan'er thought about it, the conditions were not so bad, so he agreed half-pushed.
It's just that the comfortable life hasn't lasted long, the slaves of the Ming Dynasty haven't arrived, and the beauties of the Ming Dynasty haven't seen them, and Hadan'er was kidnapped.
"Who are you! Do you know me, but I'm a man of the Manchu Emperor!! ”
Hadan'er looked stiff.
In his mind, in this grassland, as long as he declares the name of the Manchu Emperor, no one dares to touch him!!
"Ahem. Do you know the Manchu Emperor? ”
It was only then that Hadan'er saw a young man without arms leaning against the side of a broken carriage in front of him, looking at him weakly.
"Of course! We get to see the Manchu Emperor every year! ”
Hadan'er was not lying.
Because of the improper origin of the throne, in order to appease the inside and outside of the court, Huang Taiji came to the imperial tomb every year to worship his ancestors to show his filial piety.
So Hadan'er is indeed able to meet the emperor once a year!
Hadan'er looked arrogant!
On this grassland, how many people can see the Manchu emperor?!!
"That's really... That's great...... ”
It's just that Hadan'er's expected scene did not appear
, not only did these people not show fear when they said about the Manchu Emperor, but they also seemed to have an excited look!
"In other words, do you know where the Manchu Emperor lived?"
"When... Of course!! ”
Hadan'er was very inward-looking.
Because he seems to feel that once he says something wrong, the big bald head next to him will slap himself to death!!
"That... Take us there! ”
Although the voice was weak, Ha Dan'er could still hear the undoubted taste in his words.
"But... But.. I also want to. ”
"Bron!"
Park Bian shouted softly.
Bron, who was guarding the side, grinned, and with a click, Hadan'er's mount fell to the ground in an instant.
There was no sound.
"You. You.. You.. I. I.. I..!! ”
This murderous scene instantly frightened the pampered Hadan'er into a panic.
"You don't have to be afraid."
Park Bian wanted to get up, but found that after he lost his arms, he couldn't use his strength at all.
"Ahem. . . We are just herdsmen who came from afar, and when we heard about the divine power of the Manchu Emperor, we wanted to go and pay homage. ”
The grassland tribe has always been respected by the strong.
It is a normal thing for a small tribe to surrender to a large tribe in exchange for a place to live.
"Really. It's true? ”
"Of course!"
It's fake.
came from afar, and he didn't even say what the name of the tribe was in which direction, how could it be true.
This NPC is also enough.
"And I can also guarantee that when we get to the place, we will give you benefits! This benefit is enough to exchange you for 100 horses! ”
"When to !! departure?"
Hehe...
Park Bian has always liked this kind of money-hungry thing.
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Sunset over the mountains,
The wild color is high in autumn.
Birds outside the empty forest,
People come to the ancient ferry.
Breeze flutters short hair,
The moon is light on the boat.
Outside the south of Ten Mile City,
The bell is ringing.
In 1625, Nurhachili overrode public opinion and ordered the capital to be moved from Liaoyang to Shenyang, and changed the "Shenyang Zhongweicheng" to "Shengjing City" in the Ming Dynasty.
From there, a dynasty called the Manchu Qing was born.
Shengjing City, less than ten miles outside the city, there is a river, called Hunhe.
(I don't know if there really is, check the information above)
The surface of the Hunhe River is not too wide, and the river does not flow, but this river is the only way to Shengjing City.
As Nurhachi, who grew up under the influence of the Central Plains culture, although he is a grassland man, he actually yearns for the Central Plains culture in his bones.
Therefore, everything in Shengjing City is actually similar to that of Beijing City.
The only difference is that Shengjing City is a smaller version of the city of Beijing.
If the city of Beijing can accommodate millions of people in this era, then the number of people who can live in Shengjing City is only hundreds of thousands at most.
After all, in the bitterly cold Northeast, for this era, Shengjing City of this scale can be regarded as a heroic city.
Crossing the Hunhe River, there was a somewhat shabby carriage in the distance.
These two carriages didn't even have doors.
Quite shabby.
It was so shabby that the people around him were reluctant to approach.
On the carriage, Park Bian leaned on Yan Chengcheng's arms, his eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he looked spiritless.
Along the way, in fact, Park Bian is thinking about follow-up questions.
Silver, or gold, is the problem that everyone has to solve in the next twenty days or so.
Fortunately, the Bronks are okay, they now have at least nearly 50,000 taels of silver, which means that they have now completed half of the main quest.
And Park Bian and Yan Chengcheng, because they are abnormal survivors, the difficulty of the mission is twice as difficult as that of normal survivors, or even more!
So the two of them combined, less than 150,000 taels of silver, is still far from the main quest of 200,000 taels of silver per person!
Although the difficulty of this main quest is great, in Park Bian's view, it is not impossible to complete.
It's just that Park Bian has been thinking about a question, that is, why Tianlan forbids survivors to enter the city.
Because as long as you enter the city, any city, with the force and ability of the survivors, how much money can't be obtained?
It's just that from the arrival of Pu Bian to the present, from Shandong to Liaodong, Pu Bian has never entered a city!
This makes it more difficult for survivors to complete their tasks.
But now, Park Bian understands.
It's not that survivors can't enter the city.
Instead, you can't enter the city of your own camp! 166 Reading Network