I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 436 I have surrendered!

Ever since the news they spread throughout the settlement, Chenggeltu felt that someone was secretly spying on them. He didn't know who was spying on them, but he could infer that the person spying on them was definitely not Daiqin Taiji's man.

However, the person who was spying on them soon took the initiative to contact them.
One day, Chenggeltu was herding sheep when three herders suddenly approached him.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Chenggeltu looked at the three herdsmen warily.

Facing Chenggeltu's questioning, the leading herdsman said, "Don't be nervous. My name is Sumenfu. Like you, I am a herdsman under Daiqin Taiji. I often run into you when grazing these days, so I came to chat with you today."

Cheng Geletu then relaxed a little and said with a smile: "I'm feeling a bit bored herding alone, and I want to find someone to chat with."

So the two of them started chatting
Sumenfu was a typical Mongolian man, and he quickly turned the topic to the policies implemented by the Ming army in the Hetao region.

"This has been circulating in the tribe recently, but I don't quite believe it. Brother, you just came back from your hometown. Do you know whether this is true or not?" Sumenfu asked calmly.

Sumenfu and Chenggeltu were both born in the Hetao region, so they called the Hetao region their hometown.
"It's true. I was also allocated 6,000 acres of grassland and more than 200 livestock," Cheng Geletu said very straightforwardly. These are the contents he wanted to spread.
Sumenfu and the two herdsmen behind him instantly showed an expression of great envy.
"In fact, it wasn't just the pastures and livestock that were divided up. The Ming people were very wealthy, and there were many things they didn't care about, so they gave them all up. For example, they lived in brick houses, not yurts, so many of their yurts were given up and divided up," Chenggeltu continued.

"Uncle Gulisi from our tribe was allocated the yurt that Daiqin Taiji used back then." Cheng Geletu lowered his voice and threw out another piece of news.
This news shocked Sumenfu even more. He was stunned for a long time.
"Then how much tax did the Ming people collect?" Sumenfu came back to his senses and continued.

“The Ming people did not collect taxes”

Sumenfu was shocked again, "Why would the Ming people be so nice to you guys if they don't collect taxes and give you things?"

"I guess the Ming people don't know how to graze, but they want to make use of those pastures. So they can only rely on us," said Cheng Geletu.

Sumenfu was speechless again, and after a while he said, "Then you are living a life like a god."

"After the Ming people occupied my hometown, the prices there dropped a lot. A sheep can now be exchanged for more than 20 kilograms of salt, an iron pot, tools and cloth," Cheng Geletu said while the iron was hot.

"A sheep can be exchanged for more than 20 kilograms of salt? How can it be so low? And it can also be exchanged for an iron pot?" Sumenfu was even more shocked. In this day and age, an iron pot is a high-tech product for Mongolians.
"Because there are more caravans coming, the goods used to only be sold to Shanxi merchants who smuggled in. Now there are more choices, so the price will naturally go down," Chenggeltu replied.

Sumenfu was speechless. He really couldn't imagine how happy such a day would be.
"Why do you come here when you can enjoy such a good life in your hometown?" Sumenfu suddenly asked.

Cheng Geletu's face suddenly became embarrassed. He sighed and said, "We were too young at that time."

Cheng Geletu did not directly state the reason, but everything is self-evident.
Then Sumenfu left. Later, Chenggeltu also heard from others that Sumenfu was quite famous among the herdsmen, but he had conflicts with Daiqin Taiji before, so he had never been promoted and had always been a herdsman.
This gave Chenggeltu hope of breaking the impasse.
A few days later, Sumenfu talked to Chenggeltu again. This time, Chenggeltu took the initiative to talk about his experience in Tangshan, which aroused Sumenfu's great interest.
Sumenfu marveled at the wealth and power of the Ming people, and also at what the Tangshan teachers taught.
This made Sumenfu come to Chenggeletu to chat more frequently, and the relationship between the two was rapidly getting closer.
During this period of time, no one in the tribe was talking about the Hetao hometown, as if something big was brewing in secret.
One day in autumn, Sumenfu suddenly found Chenggeltu.

"What do you think of our tribe?" Sumenfu looked at Chenggeltu with sharp eyes.

Cheng Geletu suddenly didn't know how to answer.

But Sumenfu didn't wait for Chenggeltu to answer, and started talking on his own: "We don't have enough livestock in our tribe, and we graze them in the valley every day. The grass is not rich enough, and the livestock have been eating for a whole summer, but they haven't gained much weight. This can't go on!"

Chenggeltu did not say anything, but waited quietly for Sumenfu to continue.

"Autumn is here, and winter is not far away. This winter will be particularly difficult to endure. Given the current situation, many people will probably die this winter!" Sumenfu sighed.

"It is foreseeable that those who will die this winter will be our herdsmen brothers and their families, and definitely not Taiji's relatives, friends and thugs," Sumenfu said in an indifferent tone.

Cheng Geletu nodded heavily, expressing his approval of Sumenfu's statement.
"In this case, my fellow herdsmen and I cannot just sit there and wait to die. We want to live, not die! So we have to find a way out, a way to survive." Sumenfu's voice became low.

"What way to survive?" Cheng Geletu asked immediately. He had imagined this possibility before, and it might actually happen now.
"What the teachers in Tangshan said is right." Sumenfu's voice was trembling.
"It was Master Taiji who deceived us. We were worthy of Master Taiji, but Master Taiji was unworthy of us." Sumenfu's voice suddenly became firm.
"I have decided not to serve these Taiji masters anymore!"

"I have surrendered!" Sumenfu clenched his fists, his face turning red with excitement.

There was silence between the two of them.
"This is the way out I'm looking for. I have secretly connected with many people during this period. The moon is about to shine tonight, and it's a good time to surrender." Sumenfu said, staring at Chenggeltu.

"Brother Chenggeltu, what do you think about this?"

"Brother Sumenfu, why do you want to tell me this?" Cheng Geletu asked.

"I need you and your companions. After all, you are more familiar with the Ming people in your hometown. Bringing you along can reduce some unnecessary trouble."

The second chapter is not finished yet, so I will post one first. I was too sleepy when I was typing. I will be full of energy after catching up on the missed sleep on the weekend.
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(End of this chapter)