This is really good news. Zhang Han managed to send a letter home last time and was in Khalkha. He asked the herdsmen to try to go to the front line of the Great Wall, find a smuggling merchant and then deliver it to Datong from Jizhen. Although he spent a lot of money, the family letter might not be able to be sent back. As for the news, it was when he was in Qingcheng. Zhou Fengji, Liang Hong and others jointly wrote a letter, telling him about the situation at home and shops, and asked Zhang Han to rest assured. It has been a long time since he couldn't figure out the message.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Han poured wine with a pot and toasted Li Yongfang.

Li Yongfang joked: "Don't thank me, my master is here. If my master disagrees, I will not help this."

Zhang Han thanked Huang Taiji, and Huang Taiji laughed and drank a cup. After putting down the cup, he said to Zhang Han: "Zhang Han When I met you two days ago, you looked at me and Kurban with some hostility. I wonder if it was my illusion, or did you really treat us as enemies in your heart at that time?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became stagnant. Li Yongfang smiled but said nothing, but his eyes became extremely sharp. He was originally just an ordinary Guancheng guerrilla. He has been in charge of the intelligence work of the Later Jin Dynasty for the past year. He dealt with spies every day, and he did all of them secret and obscure activities. The most important thing is to understand and peek at people's hearts. Even if he knows nothing, he gradually became a veteran. Under Li Yongfang's gaze, few people can be calm and composed.

Of course, Huang Taiji did it on purpose. He already knew Zhang Han’s origin and experience, and felt that there was no problem. The only thing that was concerned was the aura that Zhang Han showed when he was in Korqin.

Zhang Han felt his body tight and his throat was dry, and he was extremely nervous.

The situation of those beaten and killed people who were just watching outside the house suddenly surged up, and the person whose feet were cut off and whose nose was cut even appeared in front of him. If what he thought was really known to the two people in front of him, what would happen to him?

On the grassland, he only needs to guard against horse thieves and wolves. After all, each tribe has to save face for Bu Shitu Khan and Na Muer. With these two allies, each tribe can easily pass by. The more tribes he has passed through, the less likely it is for other tribes to touch him. Even when passing by the Chahar tribe, Lin Danhan has to consider the impression of the other Mongolian tribes and will not attack Zhang Hanming.

The Later Jin Dynasty was completely different. Huang Taiji and Li Yongfang killed him at this time, and the loss was nothing more than a future commercial allies and trade opportunity. Of course, it was a pity, but it was completely different from the situation when they were in the Mongolian territory.

Only then did Zhang Han feel the real crisis. Since his time travel, he has been in water, encountered many times and encountered dangers, but almost all of them were easily resolved. Never once could he feel the real danger. This danger is not the imagination of a child playing house. One of the two people in front of him had a kind smile on his face, and the other was also full of spring breeze. But Zhang Han knew that if his answer was not satisfactory, these two people would almost never have any psychological burden to kill him. The danger and cruelty of the Jurchens were not the imagination of the so-called national integration of later generations. When they were not merciless about the enemy, a very real number was the Han in Liaodong during the period when the Jurchens ruled Liaodong before entering the pass.

The number of people dropped from seven million to fifty or six hundred thousand. The more than six million of them was not a simple number. They were countless families, including elderly people, children, men, and women. Before the rise of the Later Jin Dynasty, they might have been poor military households, only seeking food and clothing. They might have been gentry with land, privileged students, general families passed down from generation to generation, ordinary people, diligent and smart businessmen. They had their own life trajectory, but in the same period, all families were destroyed, and the elderly and children died first, and then men and women, whether they died under a knife or captured, in hard labor, or in previous wars, famine and disease, they all died within ten years.

Zhang Han's answer was a bit slow and cautious: "Six Beile was joking, how could he be hostile? I thought about it carefully, and if I said I was nervous, it would be a little bit."

Huang Taiji laughed and said, "Why is Master Zhang nervous?"

"After going east, all Mongolian tribes have taken charges, but the Dajin side has no foundation, and both sides are in the midst of war. In the next merchant, life and death are only in one thought. If you are not nervous under such circumstances, you really don't have such courage."

Huang Taiji curled his smile and pondered: "Zhang Dongzhu is a person who likes to plan and move later. Is the risk within his controllable range, right?"

Zhang Han was a little surprised by Huang Taiji's keenness. He thought about it carefully and replied: "What Si Beile said is that this is the following. People who do business can't make money without taking risks, but they don't take their lives at will. After all, they are not afraid of losing money in business. If they lose their lives, they will be finished."

Zhang Han said very frankly. Huang Taiji smiled and said, "It seems that I am a little suspicious."

Li Yongfang smiled at this time and said, "The two sides are still enemies. When Lao Khan wins the world in the future, Master Zhang also shaved his head and called the master the four benefactors, everyone is as close as a family, so no matter how nervous or panic is concerned, it will be like this."

Huang Taiji and Zhang Han both laughed together as they heard this.

When Zhang Han left, Huang Taiji did not follow him, but just asked a man in armor to send Zhang Han back to Tan Tai's residence. After Zhang Han left, Huang Taiji looked at Li Yongfang and said, "Fushun's umbrella, please see if this person is credible?"

Li Yongfang said: "When you come back to your master, Zhang Han's experience must be true. When talking about business matters, people who have never experienced it cannot speak those experts and pretend to be dissatisfied. What's important is that this person must be the head of the family, and that kind of aura cannot be pretended to be ordinary people. If the Ming Dynasty sent a detailed work, it would be a mountain citizen who pretended to be a ginseng harvester. How could it be such a big deal?"

Huang Taiji chuckled and said, "I have never suspected that he was a detailed work of the Ming Dynasty. If the Ming Dynasty had such a method, we should surrender as soon as possible. Yang Hao was very happy with me, doing things roughly, and taking everything for granted. It is difficult for a person like him to control it. Besides, he could bribe so many Mongolian tribes to put such people over? The Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty was even more incompetent. In the past two years, we have a lot of information from the upper class of the Ming Dynasty. From their chief ministers to the ministers of each department, it was normal. They were all ignorant about me, Dajin, and the central and border ministers were incompetent. The emperor was lazy to interfere in government affairs. Khan Ama said, if it were the Ming Dynasty twenty years ago, I, Zhushen, could not have taken any weapons against the Ming Dynasty. Now, the situation is completely different."

After Huang Taiji finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and finally said, "I understand. When he just looked at you and me, he looked at our heads, braids, and clothes. I knew what he saw that day. After all, this man was from the Ming Kingdom. He felt disgusted and discomfort in his heart when he saw our hairstyle and clothes. Just now, what Zhang Han didn't say is here. He saw that we were ugly barbarians."

Li Yongfang said: "If this is the case, the servant will catch him."

Huang Taiji shook his head and said, "How can this be done? In the future, we Zhushen occupied Liaodong and ruled many Han people. Not only should we restrain Zhushen from killing people at will, but in the words of Khan Ama, we also have to support them. The clothes and hairstyles of Han people are indeed more beautiful than mine Zhushen, but the more this happens, the more we have to shave their hair and clothes. I Zhushen is the master, and Han people are all slaves. How can a slave not follow the hairstyle and clothes of his master? Unfortunately, Zhang Han wants to go back to the Ming Kingdom, otherwise I will shave his hair and clothes, and the last block in his heart will naturally disappear."

Li Yongfang lived in the border for a long time and saw too many Jurchens since he was a child. The robes of military officers themselves were also very compact. The robes that the Jurchens liked to wear were originally modified based on the clothing of the Ming Dynasty warriors, so he didn't think it was a big deal to shave his hair and change his clothes. Only then did he realize that the clothes and hairstyles of the country were originally inherited by the ancestors, which were a kind of gorgeous beauty that was different from the alien race. The Jurchens wanted to conquer the Han people, control the Han people, and the clothes and hairstyles of the Han people were originally very important.

Huang Taiji felt much more relaxed when he figured out this point. Zhang Han's awkwardness and strangeness were nothing. In the process of conquering and conquering Liaodong in the future, he would definitely encounter many such situations. It's just a pity that ordinary Ming people can use can only use Zhang Han.

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Zhang Han and others were finally summoned by Nuerhaci after staying idle for more than ten days.

December has passed, and almost the next day in the past half month, there has been heavy snow. The city of Hetula and the outside of the city are covered with snow. Except for chiseling ice and fishing, all daily activities have stopped. Only in a schoolyard in the city, the armored men and the waving yala insist on pulling bows and practicing arrows every day, and some people fight each other to practice some basic fighting skills.

Ordinary flag servants rarely go out. Men huddled in the house like women, trying to stay in the fire pit and use the heating on the pit to keep their body warm.

Only those who can wear thick furs will go out in such weather, and many people sit on dog-pulled sleds instead of riding horses. Horses are the most cherished wealth of the Jurchens. In winter, war horses begin to become exhausted and thin, and they feed the essence as much as possible to reduce the fatigue and thinness of war horses after spring.
Chapter completed!