Wangjiaji, a purely Han village in Haizhou, is now controlled by Niulu Ezhen Elu of Zhenglan Banner.
The shadow of the military households in Liaodong in the early years has disappeared.
In the past year, the Han people Niulu's farming has nothing to do with this place.
The Han people here They are all serfs, slaves of the master.
Itai'a has a short beard and a dark face, no longer the green face of the past.
Now he is also the leader of Elu's subordinates.
Itaea returned from the town on horseback.
He wanted to see the harvest of the crops.
Itaia was no longer the ignorant boy in his early years.
He now also knew that the family's livelihood could not rely solely on robbery, and the harvest on the black soil was also extremely important.
Robbery does not happen every day, and rice grain can indeed be grown.
Otherwise, without the money and grain of land, there will not be enough coat slaves at home.
These coat servants can not only farm and herd, but can also be used as auxiliary soldiers on the battlefield, which is still very useful.
Useful.
After entering the door, a man named Wu Zi trotted forward and got under the horse.
Itaia got off the horse and kicked Wu Zi's back to get off the horse.
At this time, there was a man named Huo Changming.
Bao Yi hurriedly took the reins of the horse, "Where is my Ama?"
Itaia asked while tapping the dirt on the soles of his riding boots with his riding whip.
"Sir, the master and the second master are talking in the hall."
Huo Changming replied carefully.
The reputation of this master who killed several prisoners like crazy made him frightened.
Itaea snorted.
He knew that the coat slaves below were afraid of him.
What he did back then seemed a bit outrageous to him now.
After all, he killed his own coat and lost his own money and food.
However, they just did it, and their lives were still in the eyes of their father and son.
Entering the entrance of the hall, one can immediately see the fish scale armor on the bracket in the front of the hall, as well as five strong bows and three Yanling knives and Shun knives hanging on the wall.
These are all captured by Elu during his half-life campaign, most of which were captured by Mingren. , there is also a smooth knife and a hard bow that were seized from the battle against Yehenala in the early years.
Elu, who has some gray hair on his temples, is smiling and talking quietly to his beloved daughter Hezhuo, who is 16 years old this year.
His younger brother Bayan'a is sitting on one side and listening with a smile.
Seeing the pretty sister He Zhuo's blushing cheeks, she knew that Amma was teasing her about her sister's upcoming marriage.
This is something that often happens at home these days.
Looking at He Zhuo who was very beautiful and intelligent, Ita couldn't help but sigh that her sister was lucky that she didn't look like her stout father but looked like her mother.
She was as beautiful as her name.
The picture on the forehead is the Niulu Ezhen with a blue flag.
He is quite close to Elu, and his second son Yintu will marry Hezhuo next spring.
"Itaia, the crops in the fields are still not improving."
Erlu put away his smile at this time and looked solemn.
"It would be good to have half of last year's harvest this year."
Itea shook his head and said, the autumn harvest is coming soon, and there is a severe drought in Liaodong this year.
Their farmland was not spared either.
Even after deducting the land tax, this amount of grain was not enough to cover the family's food rations.
Elu shook his head, touched his face with his hand, and changed his mood, "Fortunately, there is good news here, otherwise I would not be able to survive this year."
Ita'a's eyes lit up, there was still something good in such a disaster year, and it was probably that.
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"King Khan ordered all banners and ministries to immediately mobilize elites to conquer the Ming Dynasty."
Elu also looked happy.
How did the family's land and property come from?
It was stolen from them during the conquest of the Ming Dynasty.
In the past two years, Ning Jin has blocked the way to the west, and there has been no big income.
The people below are very dissatisfied and miss the days of the old Khan King.
It was really the land, money, grain, and women of the Ming Dynasty that could be taken away.
In that era, today's King Khan is far behind.
Just after he ascended the throne, he and the Ming Dynasty launched two campaigns to attack the fortified city of Ningyuan and Jinzhou.
Although the expedition to North Korea made the King of North Korea surrender and captured some money, food and Dingkou mountain goods, North Korea was poor and had no big income.
And the losses in Iron Mountain were not small.
This makes many old people, including Elu, doubt the talents of the current Khan King, which is related to the livelihood of many Jurchens.
"Amma, this is a great thing," Itaea said with a smile.
But then he frowned and said, "Ama is not going to attack Ning Jin again."
Erlu smiled and shook his head.
Looking at Itai'a with a grimace, he knew the impression Ningyuan City had left on him.
Yes, attacking a fortified city would cause heavy losses.
There has been no major capture, so there is no income.
Not to mention Itea, even he himself is having a headache.
The fortified city is really impossible to attack.
"According to Gu Shanerzhen, this time our army will go from the west to Mongolia to defeat the Ming Dynasty, and will not attack Ningjin again.
Otherwise, how long will it take to capture the Ming Dynasty and how many people will die, how can we attack the Ming Dynasty?
Inside."
Elu said.
Itai'a, Bayan'a, and Hezhuo smiled and agreed.
Even the Jurchen women knew the wealth of the Ming Dynasty and the wealth that robbing the Ming Dynasty could bring to their families.
"Today, while everyone is here, I will have a discussion with you as a father."
Erlu's face became serious, and the three people who were familiar with Ama's habits knew that this was an important matter to discuss.
"The current King Khan has been on the throne for two years, but Erbeile and Sanbeile have always been at odds with the Khan.
This is something that everyone knows about the Jurchens," Erlu frowned.
"And my family is the subordinate of the three Baylors of Zhenglan Banner.
I think in the future, either King Khan will defeat the two Baylors and gather the two blue flags, or the two Baylors will replace King Khan.
If the latter is acceptable, if it is the former, my family will be in Zhenglan Banner.
Lan Qi is a subordinate of Sanbeile, and its future is worrying. " "Amma, no one knows that the three great Belles and King Khan are at odds with the Jurchens, but we can't do anything about it."
Itai'a said with a bitter smile.
This was a fight between the big guys.
They suffered a disaster.
Bayan'a also nodded, and only He Zhuo looked at his father and brother in confusion.
"My family is all from the Zhenglan Banner, so we should be subordinate to Sanbeile.
However, I think Sanbeile has a violent temper and is not good at managing politics.
I'm afraid..."
Erlu shook his head, not optimistic about his current master.
"Therefore, I intend to make Bayan'a subordinate to Xiangbai Banner Niulu'e Zhenbula.
This man has a good relationship with my father, so Bayan'a should be subordinated to him and join the banner in Xiangbai Banner.
In this way, my family can be regarded as being in the capital of both banners.
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There is a foundation, what do you think?”
Itaia nodded and looked at Bayan'a.
Only his younger brother can make the decision in this matter.
"Amma, I will obey my father's orders."
Bayan'a replied.
Is this the first time to discuss this matter?
This matter was discussed half a year ago, but Bayan'a was not very willing at that time.
After all, he was here.
The young master in Niu Lu, but when it comes to Bura, he is just a Goshha, Niu Lu Erzhen's retinue, and his status is very different.
In the past six months, as he grew older, he learned the secrets of the grievances between several Baelors and King Khan.
It was also a worry for the family.
Today, he obeyed his father's order.
If he has achieved military exploits in Bura, he can also Establishing a foothold in Xiangbai Banner is still more difficult than Zhenglan Banner, and it is a helpless move.
"Very good.
In the future, one of you brothers will fight in the Zhenglan Banner and the other in the Xiangbai Banner.
When big things happen, you will still have to help each other.
In this way, Amma will feel relieved."
Hearing Bayan'a agreed to this matter, Elu blushed.
Smile.
This second son has enlightened him, and has made Elu less worried.
Although Elu is only in his early forties, the average life span of people in this era is only more than thirty years old.
Elu is in his early forties, and he is on the older side.
After years of fighting, there may be some accidents, and the general will inevitably die soon.
It is best to arrange his family affairs before going on this expedition.
"And me, what kind of flag will I be in the future?"
He Zhuo asked with his eyes wide open.
The three men laughed happily.
"It's time to eat.
Why are you three talking so happily here?"
Nemin, Elu's wife, walked in with her eldest grandson Alin in her arms.
She had prepared dinner and came to inform him.
After dinner, Itaia and his wife Shulan returned to the house in Houjin, while their son Alin was taken by his mother.
Shulan's married maid Gefuhe and Wang Hui, a Han slave from the same family, came forward to help the two of them change their clothes.
Gefuhe was careless and spoke vulgarly, but because she was Shulan's dowry girl, no one cared about it.
He chatted with his master Shulan, while Wang Hui was a taciturn person waiting for Itai to wash up.
After all, there was a lot of dust on his body after running in the fields for a day.
Wang Hui changed the water, washed the dirty cloth and dried it, then returned to the bedroom to lay out the bedding and complete the tasks that a personal maid should complete.
In the middle of the night, Wang Hui woke up from a nightmare.
She dreamed that her brother Wang Zheng was caught by Itai'a, who hanged him in public, and then she was awakened.
This has appeared in her sleep at any time in the past two years.
Every time she couldn't sleep for a long time, and it was the same this time.
At this time, she always thought about whether her brother was still alive, where he was, and whether he was still there.
The day they see each other, this is the only reason for her to live, hoping that the brother and sister will meet one day.
An hour later, the fourteen-year-old girl fell asleep.
It was already dawn.
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Three days later, at the beginning of the Chen hour, Elu and Itea got up to have breakfast and were fully clothed.
They were wearing chainmails and hanging knives.
The six Goshiha and eight coated slaves beside Elu were also fully clothed.
Goshiha was wearing chain mail, and the wrappings were tattered leather armor and cotton armor stolen from the Ming army.
A group of fourteen people brought thirty horses, two of which were equipped with fine fish scale armor, and several horses carried Erlu's spear and Itea's long-handled saber, as well as some dry food and meat.
Necessary items, at least they can't starve before grabbing Akito's rice.
The group of people left the compound of the Elu family.
At the entrance of the courtyard were Nemin, Hezhuo, Shulan and other family members to see them off.
Although it showed that the people were weak in battle, most of the bannermen could return victoriously, but no one knew whether the bad luck would come.
It happened to a man in his family, so the whole family came out to see him off, while Bayan'a went to Xiangbaiqi to prepare for the battle the day before yesterday.
At the threshing floor in the town, Elu gathered nearly a hundred armored soldiers and bannermen from the three nearby villages who were under his command in Niulu, as well as more than 20 packers.
After inspecting the soldiers' armored grain, Elu led a group of people Waiting to march towards the true place of Mount Gu.
The Eight Banners soldiers from the north and south of Shenyang moved closer to Shenyang, so small teams from countless villages gathered into several large armies and marched towards Shenyang.
The whole of Liaodong is boiling, and the feast of the Eight Banners is about to begin again after an interval of two years
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