Chapter 42: Landing on the Grassland

Taiyuan Jinyiwei is really a good place. As the saying goes, "the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked", which can be seen from thousands of households. There were a lot of people in this thousand households, and finally they put together Li Mo to "kill" and died. Thousands of households in Taiyuan are in danger and afraid that they will be sent. In the end, Wu Zheng and the other three came like great savior. As long as they were not in danger, everything would be fine.

Li Lin, the Lin Sen brothers, and Zhou Gang. As soon as the three heard that Wu Zheng needed another five people for this assignment, there is still a shortage of three people. These three people actually took the initiative to sign up.

This box was so happy that thousands of households were about to burst into tears. I thought it was going to be soft and hard, plus blackmail and coercion. In Xu, he used a lot of money and other means to fool several brainless young people to follow Wu Zhengzhuang's momentum. At least there was manpower in the institute. Unexpectedly, Ren Bian couldn't imagine that these three warriors were so ambitious! We are really crouching tigers and hidden dragons this year. Why didn't I notice it before? What a dereliction of duty!" Ren Bian's "self-blame"

"When you come back - if possible - you must be rewarded with a lot of money! Haha! This is a great achievement." After saying that, he was immersed in the enemy's battle last night with a flower gun and broke into the commander's camp. He stabbed the enemy's commander "Xiaoyun" with one shot, and his blood flowed. Cry for mercy, sobbing!

"It seems that I also have the courage of ten thousand people!"

At night, a group of nine people came to the Xifeng Pass in the evening, and it seemed that they would sleep here tonight. Fortunately, in spring and summer, the grass in the north grassland is very strong, and most of the Mongolians are busy grazing and hunting. At this time, there is no robbery. What's more, Duoyanwei's Meng people are usually close to Daming and other tribes. Therefore, it is safer to trade abroad. Even today, many border merchants have taken some skilled and bold men to this business.

Cao Muwen sighed in his heart that these people are really not easy. In order to make more money, they will not hesitate to take risks. Fortunately, some simple houses have been set up in the customs for border merchants to rest, but the guards are still vigilant and seem to dare not relax at all.

The neighbors on Cao Muwen's left are also "peers". Previously, Wu Zheng greeted them politely, which seemed to be a necessary disguise.

Wu Zheng, Cao Muwen and others got up early this morning and had to set out for customs and trade. Cao Muwen got up sleepy and yawned greatly. Seeing that Wei Bingwen also got up slowly, he looked at Cao Muwen in a daze. It was true that he was sleepy in spring, autumn and summer.

After breakfast in a hurry, the nine people packed and checked the goods. Wu Zheng handed over the border trade credentials to the guards, and everyone went out of the gate.

In addition to this Xifengkou, it is considered to have entered the grassland. From here on, it has actually been out of Daming's control. Of course, nominally, this is the vassal of the Ming Dynasty.

The team still maintained yesterday's way of travel and could reach the first trade point agreed by the two sides by noon. Here, you can sell a batch of goods, and there are also many private goods required by thousands of households. However, there are Wu Zheng, Cao Muwen and their benefits. Otherwise, Wu Zheng can't agree. He must find some righteous and awe-inspiring official words to refuse. Wu Zheng has been working as a brocade guard for most of his life. He is not a big or small official. Although he has no great skills, he has not been affected by these years. These "paring words" are basically You can blurt out without thinking. Sometimes Cao Muwen is so envious.

When they got there, the "leading" Zhang Orion and his friends were going back. They couldn't participate in the rest of the tasks and were too lazy to participate. They would take the reward and leave.

The grassland scenery in spring and summer is particularly pleasant. Cao Muwen can't help but feel relaxed and happy. The grassland in the distance is full of grass and bean seedlings.

Although Cao Muwen himself knows that this sentence is not the case here at all, his ink can't afford other poems to describe the lush scene of green grass.

The breeze blew gently, stroking these newborn green grass and making a loud noise. The quiet atmosphere of the green grass came, mixed with the fragrance of the soil, making Cao Muwen relaxed and happy. Alas, it seems that the Mongolian grassland has not been deserted and overgrazing at this time. From afar, there are still many naturally growing trees in the distance, which must not be planted artificially. This natural Sanbei shelter forest is far beyond artificial.

At this time, there is no trace of human development in the grassland. Although it is primitive and barbaric, it is natural. This is true that the Tatre goes south to fight the autumn wind every winter when it "can't open the pot". It is precisely because there is nothing they can do about the transformation of the natural environment, and even lack the power to protect themselves. Its own losses are passed on to other peoples, and in this way, they are "to find them" to achieve a balance in an alternative sense.

There are many white clouds floating in the distant sky. The sky is blue, the wild is vast, and the wind blows on the grassland to see cattle and sheep. Grassland, pure fragrance, XX milk is famous!" Although there is no XX now, there must be milk. Cao Muwen couldn't help but have a "reappearance" in this picturesque landscape. For him, Yi** can not only strengthen the country, but also strengthen the body.

The sun is gradually hanging in the sky. The group got up early in the morning and have been walking all morning, and they are tired. Hurry, hurry, it's coming." Zhang Orion, the leader, said that he was sweating profusely and the sun had been burning above his head. Most of the clouds on the grassland are gathered, and a cloud floats by. It may be dark for a while, like night, but in a while, the cloudy sky will drift away, the sun will shine again on the grassland, and the temperature will rise quickly. This morning's trek also made Cao Muwen feel tired, but he was not tired when he enjoyed the natural scenery around him.

Far away, the sharp-eyed hunter saw the group going and said loudly, "It's about to get to the place. Look at the people in front of them, who are also the border merchants who want to sell goods at the trading point. Seeing them, it means that they are about to arrive." It's also a pleasure for the whole group to hear it.

Zhang Orion has lived in the frontier for most of his life. Although he is a Han Chinese, he is no different from the Mongolians. He is also a good horse, grazing and hunting. Coincidentally, his brother-in-law is a primary school in Jinyiwei Qianhu Institute in Taiyuan. Because of this mission, he was specially recommended.

After a while, I saw a black in the boundless green at the foot of a hillside in the distance, which was where the crowd gathered. After turning over a small hill, Cao Muwen fixed his eyes and saw that a team of caravans gathered there on the road not far from the hillside, just like ants attracted by candy.

"Well, it's finally the first step. Oh, it's really tiring." Wu Zheng turned around in front of him and raised his voice, "Okay, hurry up and take a few steps. You will be there soon. I don't care about these steps. If you arrive early, you can still sell the goods at a good price!" After saying that, he smiled and waved his hand to let Cao Muwen and others follow up.

Everyone suddenly cheered up, took a few steps quickly, and joined the ranks of other caravans.

Although the trade point is called, it is actually a simple wooden stockade, surrounded by six or seven-foot-long wooden piles from an open place on the hillside, leaving a gap from the north and south as a door. There are several simple wooden houses and a high platform. This wooden house should be the place where the border trade officials appointed by the Ming Dynasty and the leader of the trade team sent by Duoyanwei. There are also several rows of stone stalls in the stockade, which seem to be a place for these merchants to put and display goods.

Wu Zheng and his party came in with the large army, and the crowd was bustling. Cao Muwen flashed sideways. Wu Zheng wincled at the crowd and walked to the "reserved" position. The Zhang Orion behind him kept looking around, and behind him was the two drivers. They all look relaxed. It seems that they have completed their scheduled tasks here and can go back to listen. Naturally, the dangerous things have nothing to do with them.

Coming here to trade is only the "first step" of the plan. According to the original practice, when the brocade guards arrive here, they have to change into Mongolian clothes, disguise themselves as Mongolians, and go back with them at the end of the trade.

Before coming here, Wu Zhengcai told Cao Muwen about the second step of the mission plan. After they came here, there will be an "undercover agent" among Duoyanwei, who was only bought by Jinyiwei last year.

Don't look at it as chic and romantic. You have to grab both hands to make money, and both hands should be hard, but this person is worthy of doing this. He is good at this and knows the power of this gold house and the ecstasy library. Before Li Baihu and others were killed, they found such a "rape".

This man, especially men, is basically civilized or barbaric, advanced or backward, this money is eternal with women. What's more, Cao Muwen met many Mongolians in this city of Taiyuan. At first glance, he was surprised. Later, he was relieved after hearing people's explanations. Most of these Mongolians in the frontier were independent warriors who came to the Ming Dynasty from the grassland for various reasons. Because of his porous martial arts and superb riding skills, he was hired by many rich people as a warrior as a bodyguard. Because most of the Mongols are single-minded and not as many as the Han people. If you give him a reasonable price, he will do it with you. He won't think so much else, and most of these warriors can't stay in the original tribe or are already alone for various reasons. They have no family concerns. In order to make a living, they go to the "enemy" to "work".

For this reason, Cao Muwen did not show much surprise when he heard Wu Zheng talk about the next plan. It seems that a 'inner ghost' was dug up with a high salary! What's the big deal? The rotten plot in the Hong Kong police and bandit film. Cao Muwen was a little disdainful.

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