[I wrote it last night. After writing it with a dizzy mind, I looked back and was completely confused. I slept and got up and revised it to make it better.]

Come out from Fengzhou and head to the northwest.

After turning countless bends and passing countless ridges, the terrain in front of me gradually became widening.

Further forward, there is a gentle plateau with ups and downs, and to the north, it is the territory of the Liao people.

In front of me, there was a lush green meadow, not very big, and the hills on the other end of the meadow were clearly visible. A river that was not wide flowed through the middle of the meadow. After the overly desolate mountains and hills, I suddenly saw such a green area and immediately felt relaxed and happy.

In the meadow, you can see herds of sheep and horses from afar. On the riverside, you can also see a tent that looks like mushrooms. This is a tribal pasture.

Stopped at the edge of the meadow and did not move forward. Zhe Keshi jumped off the horse and "arrived."

"It's finally here." Zhong Jianzhong dismounted and looked side by side with Zhe Keshi at the fields and hills far and near.

"The person hasn't arrived yet." Zhe Keshi called his subordinates and "set up the camp first."

Following Zhe Keshi, Zhong Jianzhong came and a caravan with a population of up to four or five hundred. When he heard Zhe Keshi's order, he immediately started to act skillfully and quickly.

Half an hour later, a simple camp appeared at the edge of the meadow, using a carriage as an outer periphery, and a line of defense was set up. There were guards standing on the roof of the carriage, and the rest began to rest or organize their goods.

The guards held weapons and exposed weapons, including crossbows, bows, muskets, and even four tiger squat cannons. They were placed in the four corners of the camp.

On this land, when seeing these weapons, no tribe dares to rush into them. And now seeing carriages full of merchant goods, each tribe is thinking about using their own specialties to trade, rather than getting a handful of them.

As the camp was just beginning, two riders rushed over, one of them had already held the bow and arrow in their hands. However, when they saw the carriage piled up like a hill, they immediately put away their vigilant eyes and relaxed.

When the caravan manager who had been in contact with each other many times walked out, he became intimate, bowed with his chest and then slapped his back, like a brother.

The manager gave one person a steel blade knife and a string of glass beads. The two of them smiled happily and rushed back to inform the clan.

"It's deserted enough here." Zhong Jianzhong held up a thousand-mile mirror and looked around. Even the green meadow in front of him could not change the desolation around him.

Zhe Keshi rolled his eyes, "The east condom will not be abandoned."

Qianlijing, nearly a foot long, skillfully turned around in his hand. Zhong Jianzhong smiled and said, "Look at when the imperial court issued an order."

Since more than ten years ago, the Song and Liao countries jointly destroyed the Western Xia and divided the territory of the Western Xia. After several struggles, the middle section of the border between the Song and Liao countries, the most northerly dividing line is parallel to the Yellow River and a little southerly.

To be precise, the Song Dynasty firmly controlled the Lingwu Plain, the core area of ​​the Western Xia, and after establishing Ningxia Road here, it used its unimaginable financial resources to subdue the large tracts of grasslands east and north of Ningxia and the tribes in the desert one by one, and were all under the jurisdiction of Ningxia Road.

The Liao Kingdom did not have the energy to cross the mountains and attack the tribes of the Song Kingdom on the south bank of the Yellow River. After all, the poor tribes living in that desert area were all poor tribes, and many of them were the Heishan tribes that were driven out by them. They had poor water and grass and poor land. They also had to face the Song army stationed in Ningxia. They had too high dangers but no corresponding benefits, which was something that the Liao people did not want.

Therefore, now the Liao Kingdom occupies the northernmost section of the Yellow River, with the most abundant land on both sides of the upper side of the shape of a few characters, firmly controlling this area marked as Donghetao on the map of the Song Kingdom. At the same time, it no longer expands its power to the south, and like the Song people, it only controls the southern tribes.

The Song and Liao sides tacitly used the plateau of more than a thousand miles of depth surrounded by the Yellow River as a buffer for the two countries. Even though the war in the east was fierce, the central region remained calm.

As for the western region, the western region has reached the extreme of the extension of the two countries' power. The two sides confronted each other, and the tribes under their command fought each other, but there was basically no fierce battle. Even when the Prince of Liao led his army to expedition to the western front and opposed the Beiting Protectorate's Army, there was no more battle.

The peaceful situation on the central border has caused the garrisons and residents on both sides to temporarily let go of their past hatred and manage their own lives. At the same time, trade and trade have become more and more exchanges with each other, and their relationships are gradually getting closer.

The two riders rushed back to report that the camp was still under construction. When the repair was completed, a large group of riders finally arrived at the center of the meadow.

Holding the Thousand Mile Mile Mile Mile, Zhong Jianzhong's vision swept past the riders, each with bows and swords, and some with double swords. He walked on a horse, and his posture was agile.

He sighed softly, with a little amazement, "The equipment is not bad."

"Of course the best one comes out to support the scene. Without these more than a hundred people, this place will be swallowed up by other tribes."

Zhong Jianzhong nodded. The more than a hundred riders who came over in front of him, they could tell that they were the most core combat power in this tribe. Without these more than a hundred people, although there may be hundreds of men in the tribe who can compete, they are actually not responsible at all. They will be annexed soon and cannot protect the plump meadow in front of them.

More than a hundred riders, led by a man in his forties, came out of the camp to greet the leader, and after a few words, they laughed together, turned back to the camp, and called for a banquet.

"Is it going to drink?"

The two walked inside to the hidden place, and Zhong Jianzhong asked.

Zhe Keshi nodded, "It's the old rule. I'll have a drink and a banquet on the first day. The transaction will only start from the second day. After two days, several tribes farther away will come over, and there will be several banquets." He smiled at Zhong Jianzhong, "It's different from your west."

Zhong Jianzhong also nodded with a smile.

Zhongpu and Zongshizhong are now stationed in Ningxia, and the power of the Zong family has also moved from the Hengshan area to Ningxia. They also have bordered the Liao people, but the process of returning to Yi there is more indifferent and guarding, and there is definitely no intimacy here.

The wine started to be served in front, and the two of them were wearing ordinary clothes and mixed in the crowd. The overly conspicuous Qianlijing had already been put away, and at first glance, it seemed no different from the other members of the caravan.

The members of this caravan are basically military soldiers, and they are also elites carefully selected by the Zhe family. Judging from their appearance, the tall and strong appearance of Zhong Jianzhong and Zhe Keshi are not so conspicuous. Unless they get closer, it is difficult to see their uniqueness.

"grown ups."

"Uncle Eleven."

The two young men came to the two, both of whom were only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall figure like poplar trees, and their appearance was somewhat similar to that of Zhong Jianzhong.

Zhong Jianzhong brought his son Zhongxi and his nephew Zhongyu to see the world. Both of them were dressed in an ordinary caravan. They were still building camps and digging trenches. They were all unkempt and covered in dust.

Seeing them, Zhong Jianzhong's smile suddenly restrained, with a stern face and serious look, "Is things done?"

Zhongxi, Zhongxi said in unison: "Everything is done."

"Okay?" Zhong Jianzhong sneered and glanced. All the loopholes in the camp were exposed to the eyes of his senior general. "It's just done, where is it better."

Zhongxi raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and Zhongyu pulled him, and bowed his head and said nothing. Zhong Jianzhong snorted, "We are all feeding, why are we still standing?"

Planting the stream, Planting left in a hurry and rushed over to feed the horses.

The horses pulling the cart walked a long way, and each horse was very hungry. If they were allowed to eat grass, they would eat too much and would definitely get diarrhea. Generally, they would feed the bean cakes and forages they brought with them first, and wait a little slower before scattering them.

Zhe Keshi next to him sighed, "Uncle Yi, why both of them are good kids, serious and diligent. If my boy is so diligent, I will laugh out loud in my dreams."

"Your Erlang has made achievements, but you still say he is not good?" Zhong Jianzhong smiled and said, "It's no harm for children to do more things."

Zhe Keshi shook his head. Others taught his son a lesson. It is hard for outsiders to say much. He pulled Zhong Jianzhong, "We'll go to a bar, how many days will we have to wait."

"Okay. Is it the jar of jade ice burning you hid in the car?"

"Okay, you're really a dog's nose, you've smelled it."

"You're hiding too shallowly, and I'm really blind."

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The caravan's camp has been built for three days, and the surrounding tribes are coming over one by one.

Dozens and hundreds of people drove their horses to the camp, carrying a load of fur, wool and dried meat. They always started trading after drinking wine.

The Song people took specialties such as cotton, wool fabrics, silk, leather jackets, iron pots, and knifes to exchange for tribal fur and wool.

Although the meadow was occupied by horses and camels driven by other tribes, the Zhe family caravan bought hundreds of sheep with a large amount of money, which made the clan leader unable to stop. He would not care about his own pasture being eaten by outsiders.

Zhe Keshi and Zhongjianzhong are in the temporary tent outside the camp, with bargaining voices in front, back and left and right. Zhe’s family’s hundreds of thousands of yuan a year was made of these bargaining voices.

There was a group of people in front of me, dressed completely differently from those around me. Zhong Jianzhong looked at him twice and asked in a low voice, "Stop the divination?"

"All other parts of Heishan can be classified as Pubu." Zhe Keshi smiled.

"It's far from it." Zhong Jianzhong looked at the surroundings, dress and speeches completely differently.

Those who traded with them in the past few days were the other tribes of Heishan. Most of the group of Heishan tribes driven out by the Khitans from the bottom of Heishan were killed by Hangang's troops that year, and the remaining part had to be subdued. But Heishan tribes were different from them and separated very early, to be precise, they were driven out by the headquarters, left the fertile pastures on both sides of the Yellow River, and were driven to the plateau, and had no blood feud with the Han family. So they became more intimate.

"Anyway, the tribes on the grassland are like this. Who can tell who is who is the Qing Dynasty? Today is the Bubu, tomorrow is the Heishan, and the Khitans the day after tomorrow - Ah, the Khitans will not recognize it. Anyway, changing the family is very simple." Zhe Keshi said to the group of people in front of him, "But you guessed that they are the real Bubu people, and they rushed over to the Khitans."

I have heard a lot about blocking people in the past two years.

The entire Bubu tribe, a few years ago, swept over Yelu Long's troops and killed 70,000 to 80,000 in one breath. The tribes personally led by Mogus, the core of the Bubu tribe, and the large community with as many as 10,000 tents, were not even a man taller than the wheel.

When Yelu Long arrived at the Palace of the Great Prince of Zubu, he rushed to worship his tribe from all directions, with thousands of families and thousands of people slaughtered blood to join the Khitan. In the end, he picked ten thousand elite troops, some of which joined the Divine Fire Army, and some became his guards. These people were almost all the children of noble families of various tribes, which were hostages. No one on the entire grassland dared to disobey Yelu Long.

However, there were some Zubu tribes who were unwilling to flatter the Khitans, so they moved south and went all the way to the Song realm, fought several battles with other tribes in Heishan, occupying a piece of land.

The Song army didn't care about such a fight at all. Unless they had the intention of attacking their own family, they would just watch it as a fun thing.

"Enough. Enough." I don't know what business I was doing, but I was far away and I heard the leader's slogan nodding there.

"I used to bargaining for a long time, but today I'm very generous." Zhe Keshi blinked at Zhong Jianzhong and smiled meaningfully.

Zhong Jianzhongdao, "No matter how much you bargain, you will make money in the end."

Zhe Keshi said, "Aren't they all the family? They are both members of the Chamber of Commerce, what do you and me?"

The Yuanbian Huiyi is now under the control of the Yongqin Chamber of Commerce.

The Yongqin Chamber of Commerce established a association for the trade of grasslands, and more than a hundred traders of all sizes and sizes, jointly determined the purchase price of grassland specialties and the selling price of goods in the Central Plains. The head of the Chamber of Commerce supervised and implemented it, thereby ensuring the fairness within the association and ensuring the rights and interests of small traders.

Even if the grassland tribe wants to increase the selling price of specialty products in the tribe, no one will support it. If you want to lower it, you can't buy anything.

The Federation has created a de facto monopoly on grassland trade, and there are Zhejia, Zhongjia, a group of generals and the Yongqin Chamber of Commerce to endorse this. Whether it is civil and military means, it is difficult to break the Federation's control over grassland trade.

The close business connection has made the connection between the families very close. There have been several marriages between the Zhejia and Zhongjia, which are determined by the changes in the current situation.
Chapter completed!