"How?"

"It seems that the conditions are still a little harsh, but to be so angry shows that the plague is really serious."

Gu Huai glanced at the tribal gate in the distance: "Business is originally about bargaining, and after hearing the conditions, he turned his face without even paying the price, it seems that this patriarch is really a little crazy." ”

"What's more, there is also the relationship between the car and the horse dealer before... I'd rather take the risk of no one doing business than listen to the conditions, and if I don't think about a way, I guess I'll have to go back empty-handed. ”

Ma Sanbao jumped onto the tree, looked at the movement in the tribe, and squinted: "Do you want to change the tribe and ask?" ”

"On the way here, I asked Ren Wanbin, the grassland outside Datong, the biggest is the Hara Mangbu, and only they can collect the things that the palace wants, and transport them in."

Gu Huai groaned: "Before, the Hara Mang Department was still a big tribe of more than 30,000 people, but it seems to be getting more and more depressed over the years, although the foundation is still there, but it can only rely on grazing and doing business with the Han people to survive, and even dare not go south to plunder... If you want to go to other tribes to negotiate business, first, you don't have the relationship you built before the car and horse dealership, and second, others are not very likely to accept such conditions. ”

"Do you want to go to the Xuanfu side?"

"Again... Forget about the treasure money checkout, you have to deliver it yourself, and I won't do it if I change it. ”

Gu Huai scratched his head, what kind of virtue is the current treasure banknote? Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know what the gold standard was, the Yuan Dynasty printed treasure money, and he followed suit, but it was simple to print that thing, how big and how big he wanted to print, but did the common people eat this set? Apparently not eating.

General goods or gold and silver, the so-called treasure banknotes... It is probably used a little more in places such as border gates, after all, it is not easy for ordinary people to fool, and it is always okay to fool foreign friends.

Although the depreciation of the treasure money and inflation have been governed much better after so many years... But it is still not as valuable as the denomination, and it can only play the role of a border trade currency, and no one is willing to take over.

Ma Sanbao also sighed: "The imperial court has been issuing treasure money since last year... The palace also has no money. ”

This is still quite nonsense, no matter how poor Beiping is, it will not be Zhu Di's turn to be poor, but Zhu Di can understand that when the time comes, whether he wants to fight with the imperial court or fight against reason, the treasure money in his hand will basically become waste paper, and he will use it earlier to avoid staring dryly.

Who made the bank open by the imperial court?

"Think of a way again," Gu Huai shook his head, "You can't find such a deceitful tribe anywhere else... The most important thing is that this tribe is still in big trouble, and if it really doesn't work, we will talk about the price again, as long as the price is not too low, we can be regarded as a charcoal in the snow. ”

"I saw it just now, this plague is 'pimple plague'," Ma Sanbao's expression became serious, "It spreads very quickly, and the onset is also fast, pimples will grow on the body in two or three days, and once the pimples come out, people will not live for a few days." ”

He pointed to the pile of corpses in the distance: "There are already a lot of dead people, and there are also many people infected in the tribe, I have seen such a pimple plague in Yunnan before, when all the infected people were driven into the woods, so it did not spread, if this tribe does not leave..."

Ma Sanbao's eyes drooped slightly: "... It could all be dead. ”

Gu Huai looked at him: "Is there a way to heal?" ”

"No, it's not a problem of lack of medicinal materials, but there is no at all," Ma Sanbao shook his head, "If you are sick, you will die, whether it is livestock or people, we had better leave early." ”

He jumped off the tree: "This tribe is finished. ”

......

"Father, why didn't you kill those Mingren? They came to humiliate us! ”

The young warrior's forehead was bruised, and he couldn't understand why his lion-like father had become so weak as he is now.

"Balth, my son," said Poritchena with a wry smile, "what kind of humiliation is this? There was a plague in the grassland, and the caravans all took a detour, and they were able to come, saving the lives of our tribe! There are not many people in the prime of life in the tribe, and there are still many old people, women, and children, and they will starve to death if they have nothing to eat; If they have no clothes to wear, they will freeze to death, and if they have no medicinal herbs, they will die of disease! ”

He stood up as he spoke: "It's not that they need us, it's that we need them!" Because of the caravan of the Ming people, we were able to survive this winter, and now without them, how would we survive this catastrophe? ”

"We can go north..."

He was furious: "To the north? Leaving behind the herders and cattle and sheep, what is left of the tribe? Half of the cattle and sheep, hundreds of herders? Do you know how many wolves on the grassland are waiting to bite our tribe? ”

Balth lowered his head: "But father, if you don't leave, more and more people will die, and you are doing business with the people of the Ming Kingdom... The ones sold to them were all ordnance making, if the Great Khan knew about it..."

"Don't talk to me about the Great Khan!" He waved his hand fiercely, "What kind of good man do you think he is?" Where was he when the tribe was struck? Freezing to death and starving so many people, did he care? ”

A flame of hatred burned in his pupils: "Now that the plague has come, I have sent so many fast horses and good riders to deliver letters, has he ever had people come to see him?" He just wants us to fend for ourselves! ”

"But the Great Khan is not like this kind of person, last year when my father asked me to bring gifts to worship, he also said..."

"What do you say about going back to the Central Plains? What are the bold words of recovering the Great Yuan and reducing the Han people to cattle and sheep? The face became more and more hideous, "It's all!" If we had this ability, we wouldn't have been kicked out in the first place! ”

He took a deep breath: "I am the patriarch of the Hara Mang tribe, and I am responsible for the people in the tribe!" The plague is coming, and many people are going to die in the nearby tribes, this is an opportunity, we can't go back to the north, we can only stay here! As long as the tribe has a breath left, it is better than going back north to be swallowed by the other tribes! ”

The young Balth was silent for a long time, but these words did not convince him, but the unruliness on his face became more and more intense: "Father, you are already old. ”

"Bastard, what did you say?"

"Father, you have given your sons strong bodies, but you have not given us brave and strong hearts! The Great Khan is right, it is because of you that Da Yuan will not be as good as day by day! You are no longer the lion of the past, just a sheep to the slaughter, I can't watch our people die slowly, I will take them to the north to find the Great Khan! ”

"You brute, you... How dare you talk to me like that? I'm going to banish you! I'm going to kick you out of the tribe! You...! ”

Several figures suddenly appeared outside the big tent, the warriors who were originally guarding were wiped their throats neatly, blood splashed on the white tent, and Barth slowly stepped forward, bowing his head and glaring at his father viciously:

"Big brother died, died at the hands of Mingren, what were you doing at the time? A-Niang was snatched away, what did you do at that time? You always say that people are invincible, and you want us to endure again and again, and we can't afford to do business without doing business, but now that so many people have died in the tribe, you still have to stay in this place, and would rather deal with the Ming people than return to the embrace of immortality? ”

He straightened up and looked at a few cronies who walked into the tent: "Tie up my father, let him stay with those who want to die, and bring those who still want to live, we will go to the Great Khan and rebuild the Great Yuan!" ”