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Han Xiaomo and his friends have a very special background, with a proprietary historical name, Banshengchengmen!

During the Wanli period, the Tumote tribe was able to develop and to the point of competing with Mingting, which was inseparable from Han Xiaomo and his ancestors. When Tumote defended the strongest, more than 300,000 people from Banshengcheng had cultivated on Tumo River, providing military rations for the Mongolians, and building a series of Banshengcheng for the Mongolians.

However, they cannot be blamed for this. You should know that except for some of the people in Banshengcheng who are leading the people who are enjoying the happiness of the people who are despised by Shandong Bailian Sect and are willing to be foreigners, the rest are basically border residents who are robbed out of the nine borders by the Mongolians. They live a life that is worse than slaves in Mongolia, and those who are exploited are almost nothing.

What made these people in the city feel particularly sad that the Ming Dynasty's mother country did not recognize their identity. Perhaps in order to cover up their shame, many things were better than fewer. The memorials of border guards to the court by the past dynasties called them as barbarians and rebels, and they had no idea of ​​saving them from coming back!

After the decline of the Tumot tribe, the Chahar tribe took over the Tumochuan. The descendants of these Banshengcheng people were divided by the Mongolian tribes. Han Xiaomo was divided into the Zarut tribe and became slaves of the Zarut tribe.

In the long river of history, the fate of this part of the Han people was gradually destroyed in the smoke and clouds of history with the conquest and entry of the Qing Dynasty. But in this time and space, there is Mao Jue!

In the battle of Liaohe River, the Eight Banners of the Qing army that were traversing the Central Plains were completely defeated by Mao Jue, and they came to help with the war. The capricious Mongolian tribes returned in disgrace. The Zalut tribes were particularly severely damaged. Tens of thousands of elite cavalry marched eastward, and only two or three thousand returned, and there was a plague. These slave owners declined. They took the opportunity to rebel from Han Xiaomo and the previous generation of Han people. The descendants of Bansheng who were forced to grazle were still good in combat. After several bloody battles, the Zalut tribe completely defeated Bao Ketu and turned himself into the master.

But then, the Shanxi merchants came back with these damn Zarut tribes openly!

"So this Bao Ketu Coal Mine is ours! These Shanxi people and Mongolians are birds of a feather, and they are all robbers!"

When talking about this, even Han Xiaomo became excited and breathing rapidly, the hemp rope tied to her body was trapped in the flesh. Her fierce shouting was so sharp that even Chiyohime, who was sleeping like a pig, turned over uncomfortable. Changping quickly gestured to his little mouth with a finger.

"Shh!!!"

Thinking of his situation, Han Xiaomo ended in surprise.

However, her words touched Zhu Mai very much. In the capital, Han Xiaomo only told her angrily that the coal mine belonging to them was seized by these Shanxi merchants and the Mongols. If it weren't for the fact that Zarut's people were besieged by Han migrant workers today, she would have no idea about the blood and tears of Bansheng's slaves. Changping, who had lived under the glory of the Ming Empire since childhood, would never have imagined that there was such a tragic Ming people living such a displaced life.

The slave owner who put himself in his shoes, fought to the death and paid the price of blood to drive him out, transformed himself into the master of this land again, and once again he was entrusted to others. Who wouldn't he be angry in his heart?

But sympathy is sympathy, Han Xiaomo's words made Changping even more headache, and he rubbed his swollen little head dullly.

The situation has become more complicated.

Before coming, Changping treated this case as an ordinary property rights seizure case, involving power and money transactions between some Shanxi merchants and local officials in Shanxi, but the location was quite special. The first stronghold to appease the Mongols was Baoketu Coal Mine.

And to be honest, even if Han Xiaomo said everything, she, Zhu Da, found out, but she had no intention of avenging them. At most, she pulled down a few corrupt officials and made several Shanxi merchants pay the price, but she could not retake the Baoketu coal mine. There is no way, this place is too important! If Baoketu's Zarut tribe set an example, other nomadic tribes that later scattered hundreds of thousands or millions of people scattered on the grasslands would take this as an example and leaned over one after another, becoming workers, farmers, urban citizens of the Ming Dynasty, and the northern border problems that have not been solved for thousands of years will be completely solved in Mao Jue's hands.

For this overall situation, Changping can also accept sacrifices to the interests of some small coal mine owners.

But now, the most core contradiction in the Baoketu coal mine has become the hatred between the Han people, the descendants of Bansheng slaves, and the Zarut tribe, who once bullied them. In the afternoon, she had a cliché clearly. The more than 50,000 workers in the Baoketu coal mine were basically composed of "local recruitment of Han people" and Zarut Mongols. Think about it, now factories and mines in Shanxi are springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain. Manpower is already in short supply. Baoketu is hundreds of miles away from the pass. If it weren't for the descendants of Bansheng who originally lived here, how could so many Han people come from here to relocate here!

Then looking at the current situation, the Zarut tribe still regarded the Hanmin of Bansheng as his former slave, and beat and scolded casually! The board of directors of the coal mine composed of Shanxi merchants could not even give a bowl of water. For this political example, their attitude was inclined to the Mongolian side. Changping had not yet understood the salary issue, but judging from the nature of the urine, it was almost impossible for both sides to be equal.

Don’t worry about being weak but not being equal! Originally, my own property was taken away, and I was also bullied by Mingren to help outsiders! Because I couldn’t swallow this, Han Xiaomo was sent to the capital as a descendant of Bansheng to seek justice for his female Bao Gong. But if he couldn’t uphold justice for them, he would do something crazy about the descendants of Bansheng who were completely disappointed in the Ming Dynasty, and Changping didn’t know.

By then, it would not be the time to appease the Mongols, and the Han people they depended on would be exploded, and the Ming Dynasty would have no way to talk about ruling the grasslands.

He frowned and bit his bright red lips. After a long time, Changping raised his head solemnly, but asked again.

"You said that the Baoketu coal mine belongs to your descendants of Bansheng. Do you have an imperially approved mining license? Prove that this land belongs to you?"

When he said this, Zhu Ma's heart was also hanging in his heart. Now the empire is also acting in accordance with the law, with a formal mining certificate, being stolen from property rights, mining without a license, and being taken back from operating rights by the government. Those are two concepts! If Han Xiaomo and the others are non-mainstream in the countryside and think that they own a coal mine, she Changping can do nothing, so she can only rush back to the capital and ask Mao Jue to find a way to deal with this powder barrel by himself.

But what made Changping breathe a sigh of relief was that Han Xiaomo pointed a little bit of his head with certainty.

"Of course, I beat the Tartars away. I heard that Shanxi was recovered by the official army. Brother Angtulli immediately sent people to the pass and asked Daming to submit. He heard that there was a coal mine here. At that time, Lord Wen, who was in charge of Shanxi's military and political affairs, sent someone to issue a coal mining license. We have been transporting coal into the pass for more than two years. But last year, suddenly, these Shanxi merchants came back with the Mongolians and brought a warrant from Lord Qu, saying that the coal mine was nationalized, and then they robbed the coal mine and robbed our mining license!"

"Brother Angturi still has some old people from the same village who are not convinced, so they were arrested by the government army. There are more than 200 people in total. They are still locked up in Shanxi and don't know where they are. Before being captured, Brother Angturi told me not to make trouble and go to the capital to find the editor-in-chief of Changping of the Imperial Capital Daily, saying that she is the Qingtian Master of the people and will definitely help us!"

"Then....."

Han Xiaomo shook the strong little hands tied behind her back depressedly, and Changping couldn't help but feel embarrassed. However, marrying begs and begging, marrying the old man and begging! After marrying Mao Jue, Changping's face became much thicker, and immediately changed the topic, and shook his little fists with a righteous look.

"Since this basis is available, it's easy to deal with! Dongjiang rules, all land deeds must be copied and copied from the Ministry of Revenue! Even if Qu Shixiu did his tricks, he was not able to put his hands into Mr. Fan Wenju Fan's household registration! Moreover, it has been open for two years, and the evidence can be found from the transaction tax book. The coal mine belongs to you! This palace is going to fight with these corrupt officials!"

"Sir Changping, can you untie it for me first?"

With a bitter face, this little girl grew up in the Mongolian grassland and was shaking her wild girl sadly again, tied her back tightly, and her hands were already tied. Who knew that when she mentioned this, Changping shook her head seriously: "Now the officialdom in Shanxi doesn't know that this palace came to expose the fraud case of Baoketu coal mine. I need to hide you before the dagger shows up, so it's better to tie it up!"

As he said that, in Han Xiaomo's astonished gaze, Changping stuffed the bag of numb walnuts into her mouth again, unable to touch her guard, her cheeks were already stuffed, and the bitten green walnut toxin quickly made her tongue numb. In the whimpering protest of the wild girl in the grassland, Changping tied the strap behind her head, and then blew the light with a smile.

"sleep!"

.........

Changping still had the mind to sleep, and he kept his energy and continued to play with the enemy who was wearing the same uniform. However, in front of the brightly lit combat sand table, Wu Sangui, who was betting on his life for his ambitions, had no sleepiness at all. With his eyes red, his fists slammed on the table.

"We must send troops!!!"

But facing him, Zuo Menggeng, who was only in his early twenties, still shook his head solemnly: "The enemy's army is 70,000, and the newly won army is only 8,000. We have traveled a long distance! It is not appropriate to go to fight, but to hold on, so that the empire can mediate it!"

He was so angry that he was furious that Wu Sangui knocked on the table and roared.
Chapter completed!