In the winter at the end of the third year of Chongzhen's reign, Baiyan Taiji, who was living in Juerwan, heard that something big had happened to the Lion Army.
Han Shuai Liu Chengzong and his dog Xiao Zhuanfeng, there is only one single dog left between them.
Xiao Zuanfeng has found someone!
The Shaanxi fine dog, whose black hair was as shiny as satin, wore new clothes given by the handsome man and ran out to play by himself for three days.
When he came back, he was covered in bruises and dirt. He still had one of his four legging boots, and his new clothes were thrown away. Several pieces of hair on his body had been bitten off, and his ears were still bleeding.
However, when I was walking in the camp and looking at Zixiong, he looked like he had won a battle.
"both!"
Chen Shifo was sitting cross-legged on the Kang in the basement of the pendulum, holding a wooden pipe in his mouth. He held a Yaozhou porcelain tea cover and placed it beside the tea bowl. He put down the tea bowl, picked up the pipe and said, "Two four-eyed Spanish Mastiffs." , just like that, Xiao Zhuanfeng brought him back to see the commander-in-chief."
Sitting across from him, Baiyan was treated as a joke. He cared more about Master Chen in front of him.
This fake Han Chinese monk in red robes is different. He looked extremely poor a few days ago, but today he came to me wearing small glasses, and he changed his mind completely.
Wearing dark auspicious moiré satin, and accompanied by two Xifan students, he entered the den and first laid out a silver-threaded camel hair blanket on the kang. The texture was soft and the workmanship looked very exquisite.
Then he took out a finely carved pipe with six animals from his pocket and pressed the tobacco slowly.
Then he placed white porcelain pots and bowls with carp and lotus paintings on the stove. He broke off large pieces of tea bricks and put them inside, saying that Tai Jixun thought that this bastard had never drank tea in his life.
And for each of these movements, the fake monk introduced them to him.
"The camel hair silver thread blanket, the silver thread is woven from a piece of silver bag on the weft thread, a serious palace craft."
"Tobacco is from Lanzhou. It was first supplied to the border troops to keep out the cold. It was produced by Zhuangzi, Prince Su of the Ming Dynasty. The pipes, reliefs of landscapes with animals, and the horns of sheep are all clearly visible."
"This porcelain is from Yaozhou Kiln, Shaanxi Yaozhou Kiln, do you know it? Don't you know? The best kiln factory!"
After such an introduction, Master Chen sat down and suddenly changed the topic to Han Shuai's dog riding two mastiffs, which made Baiyan Taiji a little unacceptable.
He was still staring at the seat rug under Chen Shifo's buttocks. The camel hair silver rug was indeed very beautiful. He thought it would be particularly suitable if placed under the saddle as a cushion.
But the more beautiful the blanket, the more he disliked Master Chen.
Aren't you here to show off to him? Why are you showing off?
Bo Yan is not someone who has never seen Baobao. He followed his father when he was young. He was also a troublesome figure on the border for the Ming Dynasty's border troops. He was well-informed.
He has seen similar craftsmanship to these things that Master Chen took out.
For example, blankets, he once had a pair of camel hair blankets, which he got from robbing the Samarkand tribute caravan at the end of Wanli. It is said to be a Persian blanket and it is very comfortable to use.
However, precisely because he was well-informed and famous, Huo Luochi received the most severe beatings during the battle with the Ming army. The blanket was burned by the Ming army, and his tribe was devastated.
Later he became a believer in Buddhism, had a peaceful mind, and had an open mind about everything.
Some Mongolian nobles like them believe in Buddhism because the red religion and the yellow religion can bring very practical benefits, and some people really think it is good to believe in Buddhism.
But no matter what the reason for their belief is, it is different from ordinary people. They, the nobles, are true believers, while ordinary people are false believers.
This matter is the same in Guanzhuang and Mongolian tribes in Fandi, and ordinary people are not worthy of trust.
They are illiterate and do not have any monks to teach or interpret the Dharma. They only know how to pray stupidly, kowtow when asked, and give alms when asked.
Ordinary people can only believe in monks.
He pretends not to believe the monk, but his brother is the largest reincarnated monk in Qinghai. He has been reincarnated and still peed his pants when he was a child?
Even more disdainful of the fake monk Chen Master.
Baiyan Taiji chuckled and asked, "What do you want to do when you come here today?"
"I remember Taiji said that your tribe has more than 3,000 horses in the meander of the river? You must have a lot of livestock there, right?"
Baiyan Taiji became alert and frowned, "Why are you asking these questions?"
"Taiji, don't worry too much." Master Chen stood up, raised his finger and pointed around the things he brought, and said: "The commander asked me to tell you, the commander can make these things. If Taiji wants it, next year You can exchange it for wool, cashmere, camel hair, and all kinds of skins.”
The pretentious expression did not show the excitement Master Chen imagined, and he asked in a calm tone: "You are going to fight with Lazun next year, and you still want to sell these to me?"
"The commander-in-chief said that Lazun is Lazun and Taiji is Taiji."
"Ha!" He clapped and laughed, pointing at Master Chen and saying: "The central strategy of the Heroic Tiger Method is to divide the fiefdoms. What do you Han people say? Learn it and apply it!"
He just laughed and said with a cold face: "I don't have many subordinates, but Lazun is my younger brother. I can't just sit back and watch you fight and still do business calmly."
"Whether we want to fight or not is not decided by the commander-in-chief, but by Rajun. If he wants a thousand horses, he can send troops to get them. If he doesn't want to fight, they can also exchange their needs."
Communicate what is needed.
Huo Luochi fought with the Ming army for decades, all for the purpose of paying tribute, not the kind of tribute where I give you a horse and you give me some small gifts in return, but a mutual trade like An Da Khan did at the time.
If there is any other way, who the hell is willing to fight for a basin?
But Daming was not even willing to sell them an iron pot.
Now, Master Chen, you open your mouth and shut it up, and you can easily say that you want to communicate with each other?
He pretended not to believe it and did not dare to believe it. He shook his head and said: "Shuai Han is Qinghai's ambassador and must fight with us."
"If you obey the command of the commander-in-chief, the commander-in-chief is still the envoy of comfort, and there is no need to fight. Fighting is not just for getting things. Trade can also exchange things without killing people."
Chen Shifo thought for a while and added: "The general said that the Han and Mongolian people are one and the same. I don't understand it. Anyway, you can see that the two Qi chieftains are Mongolians. They have been doing well for hundreds of years. .”
He didn't mention the two Qi chieftains in Xining, but he got very angry when he mentioned the pretense. He said, "That's great. You just helped the Han people beat us!"
He cursed and then asked, "What you're talking about is too big a deal. I won't count it. I'll ask Lazun in the spring."
But Master Chen kept pursuing him: "But you can be the master of your own tribe."
This was the first time Liu Chengzong had given him a major task, and he didn't want to go back and resume his life without any results.
"My own tribe, can you give me what I want?"
Master Chen waved his hand and swept away the blankets and porcelain, saying, "The commander-in-chief said, you can get these in exchange for things."
"What my tribe lacks is not these. I want noodles, grain, leather boots and wooden boxes made by Han people, a three-inch, five-inch and seven-inch knife, iron pots, stirrups, horse trippers, iron shovels, iron prongs, and iron ax."
"I need hats, white handkerchiefs, large cloths and silks, gold paper to stick to the Buddha, seasonings for meals, comb grates and hairbands. I want you to make gold, silver, bronze and jewelry."
He spoke out his countless needs in a series of pretentious words, and fixed his eyes on Master Chen: "I want a saber and a bow and arrow, can you give them to me?"
"Don't worry!"
Master Chen's face was overjoyed. He was not afraid of pretending to ask for more, but was afraid of pretending not to say anything. As soon as he started to pretend, he immediately turned around to ask for paper and pen from his entourage, and wrote down everything.
"Food may not be easy to say, but other things should not be a big problem, but what can you give me?"
Master Chen just asked, and then added: "Let me tell you first, the price of some things has already been set by the commander, such as this blanket. If it is just a wool blanket, it will cost two or two; if it has the best workmanship, then it will be like this The big one costs twenty-two pieces, and there are better ones.”
"If you bring wool, it will be charged at one tael per hundred catties, which is the same price in Xining."
In terms of purchasing raw materials, Liu Chengzong had no intention of lowering the price because the price itself was fake.
Silver is not important in this kind of transaction. If they can reach a trade, it is essentially bartering.
As for bartering, in this completely seller's market environment, their added value is so high that they can almost do whatever they want.
"Apart from food, are there no other big problems?"
Wei Yan suspected that he had heard wrongly: "You dare to sell me an iron pot and a saber?"
If he heard correctly, it means that these Han people are crazy and poor.
"The commander-in-chief told me this. As long as you are willing to rely on the commander-in-chief and trade with each other, you can sell anything you can. It's just a matter of price. There must be a difference between closeness and distance."
Master Chen thought for a while and said: "Besides, the commander-in-chief doesn't have any iron in his hands. If you want iron, you have to get the iron first; the same goes for food. It's not that the commander-in-chief doesn't sell food, but he is also short of food, so I guess food Won’t sell.”
"But if you bring grain or ground noodles, the commander can also make noodles for you."
The more he listened to the pretense, the more he felt like Liu Chengzong was a liar.
When the Huo Luo Chi tribe arrived in Qinghai, their situation was similar to that of Liu Chengzong. They were all herdsmen and soldiers, unable to do anything. How could Liu Chengzong be able to do everything?
What's more, the conditions are too good to be true.
If Zhu Yan remembers correctly, no one has traded with them like this for nearly three hundred years.
Their smelting and forging technology may be a bit inferior, but it's not that they don't have the ability to make their own iron tools, or that they don't have iron ore, but that they don't have the objective conditions to meet daily needs on a large scale.
This is determined by the nomadic production method.
Most of the minerals are in the mountains. In the Central Plains, a mine, in order to meet the survival of miners, will develop from small merchants selling dry food to villages, and then more people will invest in production, and then a handicraft market town will be formed.
The nomadic production method gets stuck at the first step.
There are fewer people mining, enough to make a few knives a year.
There are too many people mining, and if there is no one to graze, they will starve to death.
They settled around the mines and farmed, regardless of the technical level of agriculture from scratch. They all farmed and forged iron. They were just vegetables in the bowls of other nomadic tribes. Whoever wanted to take a bite could take a bite.
The Great Wall did not grow overnight.
But the feeling of saying it was almost a lie, and there was a sense of adventure in my heart that I hadn't experienced in many years.
He saw a possibility, a possibility to revive the tribe.
Just like when everyone was unable to trade tribute with the Ming Dynasty, he was the first to get the right deal. He exchanged tribute rewards and horse market transactions for wealth, gained greater advantages among many tribes, and attracted more refugees to rely on him.
He closed his eyes and thought hard for a long time. If this was true, maybe next time he could break into Uzang and drive Zangba from Shigatse into India. He would become the Great Khan of Uzang.
Thinking of this, Baiyan Taiji looked at Master Chen and said slowly: "I can give you salt, gold, silver, copper, iron, lead, medicinal materials, cattle, sheep, horses, deer antlers, musk, leather and down."
After that, he took a deep breath: "But you only trade with me."
Master Chen was stunned.
Now you just leave your brother alone and don't care about him anymore. Are you no longer an elder brother?
Although this was a good start, Master Chen shook his head and said: "The Marshal asked me to talk to you, but I don't want to lie to you. Everyone who joins the Marshal can share their needs with each other."
"My family lives in the small river south of the Yellow River in Guide."
Taiji waved his hand and said: "You don't care about Lazun. I advise him not to fight with Han Shuai. Our two families can be one family and keep good relations with each other."
After hearing this all this time, Master Chen finally confirmed that Baiyan Taiji really planned to leave his younger brother and go it alone.
This is different from what Liu Chengzong had originally thought.
Liu Chengzong's plan started with the young Lazun, and then gradually divided Lazun's power through trade, dividing a relatively large alliance into small leaders who could dispatch hundreds of cavalry, and became no threat.
This way you can win over everyone.
But now this is a result that even Master Chen had not expected... Let alone him, I am afraid that Lazun also could not have imagined that the people he sent to negotiate with Liu Chengzong would soon go back to negotiate with him on Liu Chengzong's behalf.
This kind of argument made Chen Shifo feel very familiar to him, and he said: "Do you want to be a chieftain in Xiaohetao? The commander-in-chief doesn't like chieftains, and he may turn all chieftains into official officials in the future."
Judging from the enthusiasm in the military camp during this period, Chen Shifo believed that Liu Chengzong was very disgusted with the Sixteen Dharma, and the entire camp was studying how to defeat Zangba Khan's army.
Then the craftsmen began to become excited, it seemed because the marshal said in public that the craftsmen were very important to him.
From this point of view, even though Liu Chengzong held the title of Qinghai Xuanwei Envoy, judging from the way he rode a three-grade red horse, this Qinghai Xuanwei Envoy probably did not recognize the imperial court.
Naturally, there is no possibility of canonizing new chieftains.
The most likely possibility is that in the future, the leaders who surrendered early will be given official positions and serve as floating officials in local management for a few years or even a lifetime.
But he pretended not to care. Although the pasture land in the Yellow River Xiaohetao is fertile, his power is too small after all.
He wanted to revive his family tradition and make his tribe stronger. As for how strong it would be, he had never thought about it.
If you can provide a large amount of daily necessities, you can gain the reputation of attracting a large number of herdsmen to follow.
With enough troops, he can enter Uzang again and fight Zangba Khan again.
He said: "It doesn't matter if you are exiled from the official position. As long as those things can be provided, I am willing to join."
Master Chen nodded slowly and said, "It's pointless for you and me to continue talking. What happens next is beyond what I can decide, but I will tell the commander everything you say."
"If he allows you to join, then this matter should be settled!"
Master Chen seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said: "But before that, you have to let the brother who raises hunting dogs for you try to see if he can get rid of the two mastiffs that Xiao Zhuanfeng turned around. They are dogs from Hequ. Don't recognize them." people."
"The three of them have now taken over the commander's tent. They are not ashamed of themselves all day long. The commander can't even go back."
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