Something really happened on the grassland!

Emperor Taizong of Tang once said a very political philosophical saying, "After China is safe, the four barbarians will accept themselves!" From Mao Jue's rapid pacification of the north, even if he did not deliberately seek the grassland, the intensity of conflict between Mongolian tribes still decreased. On the one hand, people died almost all, but the space for survival was large. On the other hand, commodity trade from the Han area also increased the quality of life of nomadic peoples on the grassland. In the past, an iron pot had to be cut to the death with a knife to fight back, but now I bought a few sheepskins.

Moreover, as Yan Xing walked out, the Ming forces, which gradually occupied Tumochuan, formulated a basic rule, at least to keep this grassland safe on a large scale. The last time the Changping went out of the frontier, the small tribes that quietly grazed like pastoral songs along the way were also uncommon to flock white sheep in groups.

But this time, when the autumn grass was the most fertile, the nomadic small tribes and caravans that could be seen on the grassland traded almost disappeared. Even if they occasionally encountered a few small Mongolian tribes, they looked at Changping and Zhang Junrong from afar, and they rushed to the herds and ran away. A sense of indescribable restlessness made people uneasy.

He also went out of the northern border several times. Even though it was in chaos, Zhang Junrong, a veteran, took Changping out of the vast grassland. On the morning of the third day, he rushed to Baoketu Coal Mine day and night.

This is also the fifteenth day after Angturi and other descendants of Sakatoshi Castle escaped from prison.

"This! How did this become like this?"

Even though he was prepared, when he looked at the scene in front of him, Zhu Ma still widened his eyes in horror.

The main buildings of Baoketu Coal Mine arranged in rings were there, but almost all the windows were smashed. On the cement-gray building walls, reddish-brown blood could be seen splattering on it. As for the Zalut Mongolian tribe outside, it simply turned into a battlefield, with hundreds of corpses lying across the grass, and most of the burned felt bags were faintly raised and black smoke rose.

The pungent smell of blood and corruption also made Zhang Junrong, the veteran, feel extra uneasy. After holding it in for more than two days, he couldn't help it. While pulling the reins to soothe the restless war horse, he yelled at Changping with some annoyance.

"Miss, now do you need me to explain!"

"First find a place to settle down! Then I..."

Halfway through, Zhu Ma swallowed the second half again. Good guy, there was no need to find a place to settle down. In the bushes that were deep, several dark muskets were stretched out. At the first moment, Zhang Junrong suddenly turned over and dismounted, pulled out the revolver from his waist and wanted to resist. But what made him vomit blood was that he also turned over and dismounted. The girl Changping had already raised her little hand consciously.

She was exposed to the barrel of the enemy pistol, and how she dared to start a war? She was helpless and raised the revolver, so he had to surrender.

"Official dog!"

A man walked around behind him, shouted in deep disgust, and then he slammed the back of his head with a bang!

...........

"Damn it!"

I don't know how long it took, but after rubbing his swollen head, Liu Junrong turned over and sat up with difficulty. Before he could shake his head, the helpless but a little teasing sounded across the street.

"woke up?"

He hurriedly looked over. Changping was still the same handsome leather jacket and jeans, and the shirt he was wearing was not messy. It seemed that he had not been insulted by any savage big man and muscular man. Zhang Junrong was relieved to see it, but immediately, he was irritated and kicked the door of the iron cage as thick as a little finger beside him.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I'm going to be one step later. As you can see, Sakatsukimin, who is outside the mouth, has rebelled!"

He slapped his hands helplessly, and Zhu Da looked out depressedly. Outside, he could still see workers wearing Baoketu coal mine uniforms, but holding an old cotash and a big knife and a spear patrolling everywhere. In Zhang Junrong's stunnedness, Changping murmured.

"I guess you also know that this Baoketu coal mine is a benchmark for pacifying the Zarut tribe and attracting other Mongolian tribes to join us. However, before that, was the ownership of the Baoketu coal mine owned by those Bansheng? Those descendants of the Han people who were captured on the grassland during the Jiajing period and the Tianqi period of Wanli, I don't know whether it was the Shanxi merchant guild or the Shanxi government deliberately doing it. Anyway, it was forcibly robbing the Baoketu coal mine!"

"This is my omission. I only paid attention to the case of robbing the Baoketu coal mine, but I didn't pay attention to the impact of this incident! Indeed, the people of Angturi were victims, but these victims were not weak. During the Tumote, there were no less than 400,000 Ming people who were plundered on the grassland. Even if there were casualties in the war and casualties over the years, many people fled back to the pass. The total number of descendants of Bansheng on the grassland was at least 200,000, or even 300,000. The Mongolians were out, and they were the largest number!"

"But, the rights of these people have been ignored by the court!"

After moving his little butt and changing to a comfortable sitting position, Zhu Ma continued to explain.

"It's really unpleasant. The court stole the coal mine of Bansheng Hanmin and gave it to the Mongolians. As a result, the Zarut tribe thought that this Bao Ketu belonged to them. While sitting and eating the interests of the coal mine, the Hanmin here also regarded it as slaves, beating and scolding at will, and bullying at will!"

"At the beginning, these descendants of the grassland still placed their hopes on the court. Han Xiaomo went to the capital to seek justice, but in the end, I disappointed them! So these Bansheng decided to do it themselves! There were many wolves in the grassland, and the court couldn't help but firearms, but in the past three months, the gunpowder and earth guns flowing into the grassland outside the gambling house were obviously three or four times more than before. It was obviously a sign that they hoarded weapons and were preparing to rebel."

"Then the most direct signal, that night, Cao Sanxi's nephew, the idiot young man, spoke from him. Cao Sanxi brought a team of more than 100 people from Shaanxi to protect the caravan and cross the sand sea to Baoketu. I knew things were not good. I was anxious to do that night and wanted to get Angturi out. He was quite prestigious in various divisions in Bansheng, but you saw it, one step late!"

"Then you know that this place is probably a fire pit, why do you have to skip it!!!"

This was definitely something that the police chief, who was so angry that he wanted to yell, but someone said it for him first.

He turned his head in shock and spoke. At some point, several people had already walked to the confinement room where they were imprisoned. The leader was a tall and strong man in his thirties, with a unique toughness on his face, but his clothes were dressed in blue and long gowns. This was a rare orthodox Hanfu that was rare in the Beiming country.

He asked the words.

Behind him, Zhang Junrong was familiar with him, and Han Xiaomo, a girl from the grassland, looked at the faces of the two of them turning around, and the girl waved her hand mischievously: "Sister Changping."

"Angertu Day?"

"It's right here, Your Highness Mingfei, it's your turn to answer the question!"

The two sides stared at Changping with big eyes, and the voice buzzed. The man from Sakasuo, who was of Mongolian origin, thought he was a Han citizen, asked with vigilance and suspicion.

"What else can you do? Save your lives!"

I really don’t know why Changping’s nerve is so thick and relaxed now. He spread his hands at several leaders of Sakatsu, but these words angered the other party. Behind Angturi, a man named Sakatsu who seemed to have Mongolian blood but looked more fierce, roared in anger.

"Far, don't be there to lie to us!"

"We were originally Han people. The Tartars took us to the grassland, but the government treated us as untouchables and let us die! Now we have finally made it through! The government brought the Mongolians back and bullied us! Now we are rebelling! Whoever dares to provoke us, our Bansheng men will kill them! The same is the Mongolians, and so are you official dogs!"

"Roar? Do you think you are strong?"

With a buzzing roar, Zhu Mai actually leaned back with his arms in his arms, raised his slender thighs, and said lightly: "Just like you, the mob, the Shanxi Legion only needs two corpses, which will be enough to wash the place in three days, and no grass will grow!"

"Come if you have the ability..."

"Zhao Daqiang, retreat!!!"

It was like how many peppers were stuffed in his mouth in an instant. The angry man Sakasuke's face turned red, but he didn't even give up any more. He retreated in disappointment, his expression became much more serious. However, Angtari respected a lot this time and bowed heavily.

"Your Highness, then how do you save us?"

However, before Zhu Mai spoke, Angturi filled out an additional sentence: "If you advise us to surrender, your highness will not be able to speak out. Since you have picked up the weapon, the Sakasuo people will never be bullied by those dog officials! Even if they all die here!"

Seeing Zhu Mi's eyes round but speechless, the leader of Sakae couldn't help but sigh, but waved his hand at his subordinates: "Open!"

Immediately afterwards, he hugged Changping and fists again: "Your Highness, you are a good official. Xiao Mo said that only you are helping us wholeheartedly! The people of Bansheng are not ungrateful, so I will send you back here. But next time, when we meet again, we will be enemies! Aung's subordinates will never show mercy!"

"Forget it, you'd better lock me here!"

Suddenly, he stretched out his little hand, but Changping took back the lock hanging outside, and Zhang Junrong almost jumped up.

"Miss!"

Actually, the subtext that this veteran has in mind is that you always have your head stuck by the door, right???

"Oh, yes, you can send the police chief back first, lock me up here, and I will take a gamble with you!"

In the constipated expression of Zhang Junrong almost vomiting blood, Changping pointed his thumbs up at him.

"Gambling? What does your Highness mean?"

"You only hold this Cao Sanxi in your hand. Although he is important in the Shanxi Merchants Association, it is insignificant in Qu Shixi. But if you hold this Concubine Ming in your hand, he will be afraid!"

It was so free and easy to say, but Changping's beautiful face still twitched slightly because of nervousness, and his bright big eyes were also slightly flashing.

"The next thing I have to bet is whether Your Majesty is willing to spare you for me or not, or cut it together with my head and pile it on this grassland to warn the next betrayer!"

Even Angturi couldn't help but tremble. Finally, he held his fist and bowed heavily: "Your Highness Gao Yi! The villain remembers it in his heart!"

"Xiao Mo, take Your Highness to the room to rest!"

With a thud, the confinement room was opened, and Changping smiled and compared Zhang Junrong to the outside with a very bad woman: "Uncle Director, why don't you go back first and bring a message to His Majesty that his woman was kidnapped?"

"Miss, I, Old Zhang, believe you again, I will write this picture upside down!"

He was full of sadness and snorted helplessly. Zhang Junrong rushed out first and followed him. Changping followed him with a smile.

...........

When I met the bottom, I was different. The farthest from the coal mine, which is also the best dormitory building in Baoketu coal mine. Zhu Mei was invited here. It was probably the upper room where Cao Sanxi raised Xiao San'er. It was a large and clean bedding, a good table, chair and dressing table. Changping relaxed slightly when he saw it, but immediately, she smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"I guess this time, the master said to me as a saint bitch!"

"Don't worry, I've come to the door myself. I won't escape. Do whatever I should do!"

He threw himself onto the big bed and looked at Han Xiaomo who looked nervous at the door. Changping waved his hands carelessly.

Who knew that this sentence seemed to have made up some decision for this girl. She suddenly turned around and closed the door. Her wild little face showed a little contempt. Han Xiaomo suddenly asked with a very obscene smile.

"Sister Changping, are you now considered a prisoner of our Sakatsu tribe?"

Obviously feeling something was wrong, Zhu Ma sat up in surprise and asked nervously.

"what are you up to?"

"The prisoner must look like a prisoner! Do you think so?"

A bundle of extremely familiar hemp ropes was pulled out from the back of the grassland girl. Thinking about how to mess with this girl, Zhu Mei suddenly burst into tears and screamed sadly: "I am a high-level prisoner, you can't be the same... um... um... um... um um um um um ~~~"

The walnuts made by the same method were stuffed into their mouths, riding Zhu Mu's slim waist, and catching her hand that was constantly moving. Amid the sad protest of the Thirteenth Princess, the serf turned over and wrapped Han Xiaomo who was singing excitedly, tied him up, and soon, Changping was tied up like a rice dumpling.

The little hand was tied to the back by a large body. After taking off the leather jacket, the rope was tied into the delicate arms. Not only was it tied with the same strand on the little butt, Han Xiaomo was also bound with her slender thighs with enthusiasm, and biting the bitter walnut in her mouth. Zhu Mei thought in grief.
Chapter completed!