It must be said that this price was not regulated by the market itself, and there was no way to regulate it by the sub-market at that time, it was completely set by the officials of the Ming Dynasty - the price was very unreasonable, and it can be said that the oppression of those foreign nationalities was too ruthless.

They think it's time to be high, it's higher, they think it's time to be lower, it's lower, but their feelings are often not quite right.

Because the official price is too high, the windfall profits are too great, and it is logical that just like the sale of illicit salt, folk private tea and dark tea have also risen. Many people who have a way to transport tea to the outside of the Saiwai through various channels, and the quantity of private tea and black tea is large, and the quality is also better, so it has a great impact on the official tea trade.

So some people couldn't stand it anymore.

At that time, the Wanli Emperor had just ascended the throne, and the first assistant Zhang Juzheng was determined to crack down on private smuggling after taking office, so he issued an edict suspending the border trade of tea. His original intention was nothing more than to crack down on some Mongolian tribes who were a little impatient because of the new emperor's accession to the throne by closing the border trade tea market, and at the same time strictly investigate the private tea dealers and punish corrupt officials and corrupt officials. It's just that this time it went too far, and the measures were too severe, so that the supply of tea in the border trade was completely cut off.

So the Mongols and Jurchens couldn't stand it anymore.

Not long after the decree was issued, the Mongol and Jurchen tribes fell into chaos, and they wrote to the imperial court to immediately reopen the border tea trade. At this time, the Ming Dynasty is strong, and the army is still somewhat capable of fighting, especially Qi Jiguang's prestige is famous, and the Qi family's army is powerful in northern Xinjiang, and the various departments are still very honest. Wang Wutang, the leader of the Jurchens in Jianzhou, even proposed to Zhang Xueyan, the governor of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty: as long as the Qinghe tea and horse market can be opened, he is willing to "ask for a proton".

That is, to hold yourself hostage to the opening of the tea market. Of course, unless this person is really lacking in heart, otherwise doing so is obviously buying people's hearts. And Da Ming did not think so, stupidly and arrogantly rejected this request.

So they succeeded in arousing the wrath of the Mongols and the Jurchens.

When the war broke out, the Mongolian tribes led by the Mongol Khantu Zasaktu, as well as the Jurchen Jianzhou Department, besieged the Ming and Qing River Forts. The war lasted intermittently for three years, the Mongolian tribes suffered heavy casualties, although the Ming army finally held Qinghe Fort, but the main general Pei Chengzu was killed in battle, and the casualties of the army and civilians were countless.

In fact, it seems that it was the Mongols and the Jurchens who won.

The Ming Dynasty had to announce the reopening of the tea market, so the fighting spirit of the Mongol and Jurchen tribes was completely broken.

It is worth mentioning that after the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, Qinghebao once again became an important town for tea and horse border trade.

For this tea and horse trade, a lot of effort was wasted, and a lot of blood was shed, and there were many big and small battles alone.

The battle of Qinghe Fort is just a microcosm.

This Shoukou Fort, when it was the most prosperous, was even known as Xiaoyanghe, which can be seen.

The market is fixed in June and September every year, there are soldiers guarding the mouth here, the horses of Mongolian merchants are not allowed to pass through the north wall, the goods in the south of the Ming Dynasty are not allowed to pass through the south wall, and the merchants in the north can come in. Merchants were allowed to come in first, and the rest of the idlers were not allowed to enter, and only after the deal was negotiated was the horses were allowed to be released.

Because the place of Shoukou Fort is not large, the ground inside is limited, and the goods and caravans are basically parked outside the south gate, and the gourd belly outside the south gate of Shoukou Fort at that time occupies a large area of land, all of which are large and small inns, cargo inns, horse sheds and the like.

Looking now, I can only see some ruins still standing in the wind.

But even in such bad weather, there was still a caravan, from south to north, heading towards Huluyu.

The scale of the caravan was huge, and there were hundreds of carts, stretching for hundreds of meters, and it was difficult to move forward under the sweep of the dusky yellow wind. Around the caravan, there were dozens of guards around, but they hadn't yet left the customs, and they were still in the realm of the Ming Dynasty, so they obviously had no defense.

Whether it was the coachman on the carriage or the guards on both sides, they were all tightly wrapped in their clothes, and they all wore masks to protect them from wind and sand, and only their two eyes were exposed. It's just that the wind is so big that they almost all bend their waists to reduce the force area as much as possible, and some have to reach out and cover their hats so that they don't blow them away.

It seems that some of the guards are about to fall off immediately.

Staring at the wind, even the colts were not honest enough to move forward. The coachmen let out a low shout in their mouths, and the whips in their hands snapped, but this little sound was scattered by the strong wind, and the effect was very ordinary.

In this kind of weather, in fact, you should find an inn to drink over the fire, which is not suitable for rushing at all.

In the middle of the caravan, at the front of the caravan, followed by several large carts pulling goods, was a sumptuously decorated carriage, also very large, drawn by two horses. Even the coachman was dressed in a leather robe and a felt hat, and he was better dressed than the other coachmen.

The curtain shook a little, and one hand lifted the curtain slightly, revealing half of a human face.

If Dong Ce was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was Fan Jienian who took the Fan family caravan out of the customs and didn't know where he was going.

It's just that as soon as he lifted the curtain, a gust of wind carried sand and smoke and dust hit him, and it hit him squarely in the face. Fan Jienian has been hiding in a warm and comfortable carriage, which is like heaven compared to the outside environment, and his face is not covered with a face towel or anything like that. It's just that in this way, I suffered from the seedlings, and in an instant, there was a lot of fine sand in my eyes, nose, and mouth.

His tears came down as soon as he brushed it, his nose was also very uncomfortable, and he rubbed his eyes and nose vigorously with both hands, feeling that he had eaten a mouthful of soil, and quickly spit out.

"Damn it, this shit's realm...... None of the grass grows a single ...... Birds don't shit, get into your mother! He spat and rubbed his eyes while scolding in his mouth.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the expressions on the faces of the coachmen around him did not change, but their hearts were very refreshing.

This Fan Jienian is mean, every time there is a trivial matter, it is to find a reason for him, deduct money, and have a short temper, once anyone disobeys him, he will beat him when he opens his mouth, and he will scold when he reaches out, and these coachmen rarely hate him.

It's just that they are relatives of the big boss, who can afford to provoke them, so they all pinched their noses and swallowed things by themselves.

Finally, it was possible to clean up the sand from one mouth and one nose, Fan Jienian took a dry cloth to cover his mouth and nose, squinted his eyes and looked forward, and his voice came out muffled: "Where are you?" Why can't you see Fort Shoukou? ”

He asked about a guard not far from the right front of the carriage. The other guards were wearing black cotton jackets and cotton trousers, but he was wearing a cyan cotton robe and a leather armor on the outside, which could be seen from the way he dressed differently from others. Hearing Fan Jienian's question, he hurriedly rode his horse back two steps, although he was wearing a face scarf and couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could also see from his eyebrows and eyes that this person was not very old, at most twenty-five or sixteen.

He is the leader of the guards, and his name is Fan Jieqiao, and he is also the same generation as Fan Jie. However, his branch is far away from Fan Yongdou, and it can be regarded as a side branch, so although he is also a child of the Fan family, his status is much lower than that of Fan Jienian.

It can be seen from his respectful attitude towards Fan Jienian.

He lowered his head slightly, and said: "This is going to Huluyu, I am afraid that it is two or three miles away from the pass fort, and I saw it in the past, I saw it in the morning, and today's wind is so evil that I can't understand anything." ”

Fan Jienian sighed, covered his mouth and looked at the sky, and scolded in a low voice: "This dog who kills a thousand knives." ”

Their caravan had been departing from Yanghe City for more than two days.

Fort Shoukou was only fifteen miles away from Yanghe City, but they walked for two days, one reason was that the size of the caravan was too large and slow, and the second reason was more important because of the weather. On the day of departure, I chose the auspicious day of the zodiac, and it was also a beautiful day with a beautiful wind and a very good skylight, but who would have thought that after a long time, a strong wind began to rise, and the sand and rocks were flying.

Fan Jienian had no choice, so he had to let the caravan find a sheltered place to camp in situ. Due to the desertion of border trade, Mongolian Chahar and even Jiannu entered the border from time to time, and from Yanghe City to the north, even the inn was almost gone. They camped in the field for a day, thinking that they would wait for the strong wind to stop before going on the road, but they did not expect that the wind would blow for a day and a night, and this morning it did not mean to get smaller.

Fan Jienian couldn't sit still, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to go on the road against the wind.

After walking for most of the day, it was considered to be to reach Fort Shoukou.

He was very anxious at this moment, not because of the slow speed of the past two days, but because he was afraid that the wind would not be light. If you delay the affairs of those masters, it's not a joke. Maybe I won't be able to keep my head.

As he spoke, the carriage at the front of the caravan suddenly stopped, and these coachmen, all of whom were very experienced, hurriedly shouted for the cattle to stop, and finally the whole caravan slowly stopped.

"What's going on? Why don't you go? ”

Fan Jienian was already very unhappy in his heart, but when he found an excuse at this time, he suddenly had a big attack, slapped the wall of the carriage fiercely, and shouted loudly.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and one of the guards rode over, came to the carriage, lifted a corner of the face scarf, and shouted: "Boss, there is a ditch ahead, and the head car is turning around." ”

He had to be loud, or the sound would be blown away from his mouth.

"Ditching?" Fan Jienian, who has been walking outside the exit of this route all year round, is no stranger to this name, he frowned, but still refuses to let go: "Don't you know the road?" How did you get to the edge of the ditch? "That's a bit of a reluctance.

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