Emperor Ming Dynasty

A marriage with Mongolia was brewing and lasted for several months.

Including the six ministries of the cabinet, they were all persuaded by the emperor and could only obey orders.

In fact, for those broad-minded ministers, marriage with Mongolia may be suspected of tarnishing the royal blood, but in the end it was the third son of the emperor who sealed the king of Wu, and the reserve was stable, so it would be okay to have one more Mongolian prince.

Anyway, it was the emperor who died.

What's more, the silent battle for the reserve position in the capital and auxiliary team not long ago had exhausted their energy, and they didn't care about the marriage.

As long as you don't send the princess to get married and lose Huangming's face, marrying a Mongolian is not a problem at all.

However, even a few elites in the cabinet did not expect that the emperor was imitating the Manchu and Mongolian integration strategy of the Qing Dynasty.

It has Horqin, why can't I have Chahar?
In the choice of driving the Mongols, Chahar not only has the highest status, but also is closer to Beijing, so it is very easy to control.

After giving birth to a few sons with Mongolian blood, they will be entrusted to the Chahar tribe as a great sweat, or spread in Suiyuan, Hetao, and even the Mongolian tribes in Mobei.

As for the beauty and ugliness of this so-called princess, it doesn't really matter.

Women who dare to marry the emperor must be carefully selected, how could they be ugly?Besides, isn't there a dowry maid?

After the candidate was selected, the imperial court immediately canonized her as Princess Chahar, and gave her three thousand tents (the Khan directly belonged to the tribe as a dowry), and countless silks and satins.

The generous betrothal gift is enough to make any tribe suddenly rich.

And Budari was named the King of Beihai County because of his uncle and Mongolian Taiji's status, so he was honored as Budali Great Khan on the grassland.

The mighty convoy went straight from Chahanhot all the way to Xuanda.

Thousands of frontier troops are guarding the emperor's future concubine, which can be described as extremely strict.

There was an endless stream of people watching the excitement along the way, and many were even family members of the frontier soldiers, so the army did not expel them and let them watch.

Qiqige was sitting in a huge carriage pulled by a full eight horses. The spacious carriage was large enough to accommodate more than ten people, but now only she and two maids were left.

One is her personal maid, and the other is a female officer from the inner court, responsible for teaching her court etiquette and rules, so as not to make mistakes when the time comes.

Wearing loose clothes, the expensive silk is breathable and beautiful. Qiqige likes this kind of fabric, but she doesn't like this kind of clothes.

It's too awkward, it's not close to the body, and it's difficult to walk, let alone ride a horse.

The milky white skin looked extraordinarily beautiful against the silk dress, and the female official from Beijing couldn't help sighing.

Opening the car curtain, revealing a gap, Qiqige watched curiously.

Because they are walking on the official road, the road is extremely flat, and they are the only army on the wide road, and the rest of the common people and merchants can only retreat.

Even so, looking at the sparse houses and villages on both sides of the road and the endless fields, Qiqige still felt novelty.

Is this Daming?In the future, I will also live in a palace made of bricks and tiles?More majestic than Chahanhot?

Qiqige felt a little pity that those palaces were burned down by the Manchus, otherwise, she would still be able to live in them now.

And how powerful it must have been to defeat the mighty Manchu Qing Dynasty!

Either way, marrying the most powerful man in the world is the best destination for me, Qiqige.

She clenched her fists and cheered herself up, for fear that tears would flow from the corners of her eyes.

The children of the grassland cannot cry.

"What? Marrying a Tartar? Wouldn't this tarnish the blood of the Tian family?"

In the harem, the imperial palace Sun Xueniang frowned, talking about the affairs of the Mongolian princess who was about to arrive in Beijing.

Chahar Khan is as important as a king, and he is an important target to win over. Naturally, the treatment in the court cannot be neglected.

Unexpectedly, the first one to jump out was the concubine Sun Xuan'er. She had an ugly face and muttered, but no one could understand her words.

Sun Xueniang frowned her pretty brows, and a trace of worry appeared on her fair face, it was obvious that these words touched his heart.

Although since Wanli, the folk customs have gradually opened up and the rules have gradually relaxed a bit, but conservatism is still the main theme.

After all, the foreign concubines in the harem of the Ming Dynasty have to be traced back to 200 years ago, and most of them were Korean women, not Mongolian Tartars.

If it wasn't for appeasing Wang Baobao at the beginning, how could Taizu let Qin Wang marry his younger sister?
"Stop talking nonsense."

Sun Xueniang suppressed the words of approval, and immediately scolded: "This is His Majesty's intention, how can you go against it?"

As she spoke, she looked around and said in a deep voice: "If I find out who has slighted this county king, don't blame me for being rude."

"I don't know anything about politics, but I have some experience in the harem. Now she is also His Majesty's woman. There is no difference in status. As long as she can give birth to an heir, she is noble."

This repeated beating and beating finally allowed the group of concubines to survive.

Without them taking the lead, the harem would not be chaotic.

As for those eunuchs, they didn't dare to be presumptuous before they figured out what the emperor was thinking.

But following Sun Xuan'er's words, the atmosphere in the inner court became weird, everyone was talking about the Tartar concubines.

Fortunately, this marriage was not in Beijing, but in Yuquan Villa, so the impact could be minimized.

After all, concubines are inferior to queens, so there is no wedding.

As soon as he returned to Beijing, before Zhu Meng had time to catch his breath, he was given the task of going to Xuanda to pick up the Mongolian princess.

Now, he could only rush there non-stop, feeling particularly comfortable in his heart.

This is a sign of the emperor's trust.

Such an important family matter, only I can do it.

The welcoming team continued to expand on the road, and finally reached [-] people.

In order to appease the Mongols and also to experience the exotic customs, the emperor ordered the inner court to build a large Mongolian yurt.

Marrying a Mongolian woman naturally means having fun in a yurt.

And in order to appease the Mongols, the emperor even let people integrate a small piece of grassland not far away, which is also good as a grassland for riding horses.

On August [-]th, the wedding ceremony was held in a grand and complicated manner, and the ministers collectively pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't know.

In the yurt, Qiqige looked at all this with surprise. Camel hair carpets, expensive silks, simple furniture, and the exquisite and cumbersome patterns, all of which are Mongolian styles.

On her body, she had long been replaced with a Mongolian robe, a red Mongolian robe, gold and silver jewelry on one head, and she looked like a Mongolian bride.

"Great!" Qiqige became happy. After all, she was still a 16-year-old girl.

I don't know when, I jumped up and danced the Mongolian dance.

Suddenly, the felt cloth was lifted, and a Han man wearing a Mongolian robe suddenly walked in, grabbed it, and went straight to the horse.

The little girl resisted naturally, but was spanked, and after a while she blushed and her eyes were watery.

"The snatching mode is really fun."