It was dark, and Geng Guang walked out of Zhai Zhe's house, with anger and fear intertwined.

"Brother Geng!" Wang Yi stood three or four feet away and greeted him, with a little worried in his eyes. He had already known the purpose of Zhai Zhe's search for Geng Guang.

Geng Guang was awakened and asked, "Wang Yi, why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for Brother Geng here. It's too late today. Don't go back to Heishan and rest in the village! I'm going to say something to you."

Geng Guang looked up at the distance, and saw only blurry outlines in the mountains in the distance, and agreed, "Okay!"

The food in the village is not abundant, and the food in Laoya Mountain is all rationed. After Wang Yi arranged the chores, he brought back a piece of two kilograms of heavy cooked beef.

Geng Guang took the beef, took out a dagger from his waist, cut it slowly into small pieces and put it in his mouth, and asked with some self-deprecating question: "How are you doing here? Isn't it much better than in Montenegro?"

"The boss trusts me very much!"

"Haha!" Geng Guang suddenly felt that he had no appetite at all.

"Brother Geng, things always have to look forward!" Wang Yi spoke hesitantly, "Since he has already joined the Han army, his status has to be earned by himself."

"Status? I just want you all to survive!" Geng Guang inserted the dagger in his hand into the table.

"In times of trouble, Brother Geng, this is a troubled time! I would rather be a peaceful dog than a man in times of trouble. This is even more so in the grassland. How can I protect myself without strength and status? Do I really become a slave to the Mongols?"

"You've been obedient in just a few days!" Geng Guang's anger was hard to calm down.

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.The methods Zhai Zhe used to him made him feel as if he had fallen into a deep net, and he had no ability to resist.

"After the boss, at least I can see hope. Besides, there is a benefit to staying with the boss. Recently, the boss is asking Che Feng and I to help him select personal soldiers. Among those young people, these people will be the boss's confidants in the future!" Wang Yi persuaded carefully.

"Do you know everything?" Geng Guang's bull-eyed eyes glared at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi nodded and said, "The boss asked me to advise you to rest assured, saying that only by working together can the Han tribe survive on the grassland."

"It's all up to you, the old brother in the village!" Geng Guang pulled out the dagger. Now that things have come to this, what else can he do?

As the night became darker, Wang Yi entered the earthen house in the center of Laoya Mountain under the guidance of his personal soldiers.

Under the dim oil lamp, Zhai Zhe was reading a book. He had just taken it out of the gate of the Khukou. If he had no books to accompany him on his idle days, would he have to go to Xiao Zhiyan to drink?

"Boss, Geng Guang is fine!" Wang Yi said in a low voice.

Zhai Zhe stood up and put the book down, saying, "It's so good, don't worry, Geng Guang has made a name for himself, I will not treat him badly. Now we are all on the same boat, and there is no way out to guard the grassland."

"Yes!" Wang Yi carefully retreated.

Zhai Zhe was not worried that Geng Guang would not submit, and he just wanted to make him feel more comfortable.

From Geng Guang's choice to surrender in Heishan, we can see that this person is a person who knows how to compromise. As long as a person learns to compromise, there will be a second time when he has the first time. Moreover, Geng Guang has his own persistence in his heart, so he feels at ease to release Geng Guang out. Geng Guang has not yet realized how important Ping Kui's position of guard ruling is. It is Zhai Zhe's knife placed in the Ming Dynasty. He cannot choose to trust Geng Guang unconditionally.

Geng Guang was not in a hurry to enter the subway. Zhai Zhe asked him to carefully select twenty people from the subway in the past few days, and the others had to recruit themselves in the Ming Dynasty. As long as Ping Kui had money, hiring a guard was no problem.

In winter, the horse thief feels like grass growing in his heart, except for those busy young people.

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After surrendering to Zhai Zhe's command, the horse thieves thought they had a good life. The new boss had no airs and would not lose his temper and beat others at will. Except for restricting everyone from leaving the counterfeit village at will and not fighting in private, the rest has not changed.

Finally, he was free. Zhai Zhe took Wang Yi and Che Feng patrolled Laoya Mountain. Seeing horse thieves gathering in the mountains and gathering in the west, he couldn't help but feel confused. What could he do with these people? With his reputation as the Jurchens, a thousand horse thieves probably could not beat two hundred people.

Early February.

Ning Sheng sent a letter saying that the Liu family and Li family in Khahukou were willing to complete the transaction of horses for food, but the price of rice and millet was as high as five taels of silver per stone.

In the past two years, with the drought in Shaanxi, the grain prices in the northern border of the Ming Dynasty have been rising again and again, from one tael of silver per stone during the Tianqi period to three taels of silver per stone now. All the bans in the Ming Dynasty have prices. At this time, when the grain transport was out of the barrier, the two businesses had to handle some of them, and with their own profits, the prices soared.

"Five taels? Six taels are also bought!" Zhai Zhe shook his head helplessly. Three thousand stones of rice and millet cost more than 600 good grassland horses, but it was enough for the people in the mountain village to eat for half a year, solving the current crisis.

In order to reassure the business, Zhai Zhe placed the transaction location outside the canyon opposite the Khahukou.

The Liu family and the Li family respectively asked people to go out to inspect the horses. After confirming that it was correct, the horses were first pulled into the mouth and then sent out the food. In order to cover up the crowd, the grain truck was out at night, and Che Feng pulled the big truck that was dragging the grain back to Laoya Mountain overnight, and then asked the horse thieves who were idle all day to carry the grain bags to the top of the mountain.

After completing the transaction, Geng Guang brought twenty smart and capable confidants into the Siege and left his son Geng Zhu to Zhai Zhe.

The fifteen-year-old boy was covered by his father's wings and suddenly wanted to be someone else's personal servant. Geng Zhu had been dodging since he saw Zhai Zheqi. Fortunately, Wang Yi taught him how to act in the village.

At the end of the grain market, Zhai Zhe finally took time to visit Motianling to meet Princess Ulan. He expressed his gratitude, but he still had some things to figure out.

The snow melts on the sunny side of the mountain

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As we are about to finish, we can see the bare big stones on the Motian Ridge from afar.

The Mongolian cavalry at the outer guard post led Zhai Zhe up the mountain, and Princess Ulan greeted her at the gate of the mountain village. She had not seen her for a month, and Zhai Zhe felt that she seemed to have lost weight.

After the holiday, Zhai Zhe saw that the mountain village was deserted and asked, "Is Geriletu not here?"

"Griletu led his troops to the Hetao grassland, where there were tribes."

The two entered the village side by side.

After sitting down, Zhai Zhe asked casually: "How many tribes still stayed in Tumote?"

Wulan's face changed slightly and she asked, "What are you asking about this?"

"I want to know the scale of the business."

In the past, there were nearly 100,000 people in the Tumote tribe. The market in Guihua City could also attract the nomadic peoples in the western part of Moxi, the northern part of Moxite and the Western Regions, so that they could flourish. Now with the Chahar people, no one dared to walk outside the caravan. Close to the capacity of the Tumote remnants, Zhai Zhe must know how much the caravan's business can be expanded.

"I can't tell you!" Princess Ulan held her chin with her right hand.

"Both sides must cooperate with sincerity."

"Don't force me! Actually, I don't know either." Princess Ulan lowered her head, her voice was very low and tired.

In the past month, after learning about the predicament of the surviving tribe, she gradually became a little overwhelmed, feeling both painful and disappointed, and was confused about the prospects of the Tumot tribe.

After a while, Princess Ulan suddenly lay on the table, her shoulders twitching slightly. This was her first time in charge. After leaving the sweat tent, she was full of worries and no one could tell her. The cavalry in the sweat tent could only act according to the orders. Her accumulated emotions finally broke out in front of Zhai Zhe.

He was just a girl, but he had to take on the heavy responsibility of tribal rejuvenation. Zhai Zhe peeked at the sob of Wulan, and suddenly felt pity in his heart.

After a long time, Princess Ulan got up and turned her back to her face, reached out to wipe away the tears from her face, turned her head and smiled, and said, "I'll make you laugh!"

"The Han people will help the Tumotes!" Zhai Zhe slowed down his tone and tried to make his words sound more credible. In fact, he himself did not believe this sentence.

Ulan nodded and said, "Tumot's livestock are often snatched by the Chahar people. I'm afraid there are only three or four thousand horses that can be sold this year, and there will not be much fur."
Chapter completed!