Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 842
In addition to titles, Daming was also extraordinarily generous this time, and the nobles who came were rewarded.

Silk, porcelain, and tea, these three things are never out of date and are sought after.

Surrounded by the bonfire, the emperor admired the enthusiastic dance of the Mongolians. A large number of Mongolian nobles enthusiastically sang and danced in the center of the stage to express their respect for Chuluo Khan.

The fire light was reflected on Zhu Yixi's face, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, showing that he was in a particularly good mood.

On the other hand, the 12-year-old Qin Wang Zhu Cunhao was a little overwhelmed.

Budari, King of Beihai County, sat beside him enthusiastically, pointing to the little girls behind him, and kept introducing them.

Obviously, as the oldest prince, he received special treatment from Budari.

Zhu Cunhao turned his gaze to the emperor's father, but the emperor pretended to be indifferent, admiring the dance of the nobles, eating barbecue, not to mention how happy he was.

"My eldest daughter is lively and cute. Look, I specially invited a scholar to teach him, and the brush writing is extraordinarily vigorous..."

King Qin reluctantly agreed.

At this time, he didn't understand that the great emperor's father had already sold him as a marriage partner.

Looking at the budding Mongolian girl under the lights behind her, her unique exotic style presents a different aesthetic feeling from that of Han women.

Although he is still underage, he already has an appreciation for beauty.

Hope it doesn't smell too much!
Sighing inwardly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The pinnacle of the bonfire party is inseparable from wrestling.

The Mongolian nobles fought bravely, and the emperor was unambiguous, and directly sent top guards to fight.

Obviously, the Mongols are still no match for the guards who have been selected from thousands of people.

At night, the emperor enjoyed the enthusiasm of the Mongols.

The two Mongolian women are beautiful in appearance, combining the delicacy of the Han people with the boldness of the Mongolians, which makes people linger and forget to return.

Afterwards, I found out that he was of mixed Han and Mongolian blood.

In this regard, Zhu Yixi accepted all the orders and prepared to take them back to Beijing, which can be regarded as winning the hearts of Mongolia.

Feeling the tenderness and service of his daughter's family, the emperor at this time has his head empty and is most thoughtful.

There are more than two hundred Mongolian nobles gathered in Chengde, and they are basically from the big tribes all over the place. There is no tribe with a thousand or eight hundred accounts.

The desire to win over the upper-class nobles has finally come true.

But the most important thing is to take it step by step, like Chahar, to expand the Khan, build the city, and slowly take power. Suiyuan, Chahar, and Jilin Dusi must all be carried out.

As for Khalkha Mongolia, that is, Mobei Mongolia, it is necessary to take a long-term plan.

"There is obedience, but nonetheless."

Sighing, she put her head into the woman's arms, feeling the gentle and flexible envelopment, Zhu Yixi's nostrils were filled with a grassy scent unique to grasslands.

"How did the Manchu Qing conquer Khalkha in history?"

"It should be that after the Junggar unified Moxi Mongolia, they chose to move eastward to unify the Mongolian region, which aroused the opposition of the entire Khalkha and seriously interfered with the Manchu-Mongolian policy of the Qing Dynasty..."

"Faced with the crisis, the Qing Dynasty chose to attack and had to fight, thus completely conquering Khalkha Mongolia..."

"However, compared to the humane destruction of the entire Moxi Mongols, Monan has set up the Li Fanyuan to directly manage it, while the Mobei area has always been in a state of laissez-faire. It seems that it just added another Khan, turning it into four Khans."

The more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became, and finally he couldn't help but close his eyes.

The next day, the emperor had just finished washing, and the Mongols sent good news. The Dharma King of Mobei, Jebtsundamba, came from Mobei and came here specially to have an audience.

Zhu Yixi was very happy about this matter, and immediately called the disciples of the holy monks in Suiyuan and Chahar, that is, the emperor's first life sage, to have a friendly discussion on Buddhism.

Jebtsundamba was originally the son of Tuxie Tuhan, an important symbol of the combination of Mongolia and Tibet, and also the center of belief in the entire Mobei region.

A few years ago, Da Lai and Ban Chan came to the grassland from the plateau to preach scriptures and spread Buddhism, and Jebtsundamba came to ask for a discussion.

Later, he even went to Lhasa to study and convert.

From Juonang Sect to Gelug Sect, Plateau Buddhism also recognized him as the first Jebtsundamba, and began to systematically inherit in the true sense of Mobei, the leader of Buddhism.

But it is not safe to just admit it to the three tribes of Mobei. Jebtsundamba needs the canonization of the emperor to enjoy the treatment brought by the government.

Therefore, no matter in Mongolia or Ming Dynasty, he was the de facto Buddhist leader in Mobei.

The young Jebtsundamba is only 24 years old. Years of Buddhist practice have filled him with the aura of guiding people to be good, and his every move seems to have profound meaning.

"His Majesty the Great Emperor—"

"Your Majesty, the mage—"

The emperor was also very polite. He sat on the main seat and entertained the young lama.

This Mobei liver is in his 20s, his face is covered with wind and frost, and his big eyes are slightly closed, which seems to hide wisdom.

Although Zhu Yixi didn't know much about Buddhism, he admired this young man.

As we all know, it is difficult to walk on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and altitude sickness is uncomfortable, but Jebtsundamba traveled thousands of miles to Lhasa under such traffic conditions at the age of less than 20 years old.

For ordinary people, half his life would be wasted on the road, but he was still fearless. After practicing in Lhasa for several years, he resolutely converted to the Gelug Sect.

Such a person with great perseverance and wisdom must not be underestimated.

The great lama is fluent in three languages: Tibetan, Mongolian and Chinese, and it is not a problem to communicate with the emperor at all.

The two chatted about some topics on the grasslands in Mobei, and gradually brought the topic to Buddhism in Mobei.

"I intend to build a temple for the great lama in Beijing, just like the two holy monks on the plateau."

The emperor opened his mouth first, showing the color of wooing.

Jebtsundamba was naturally willing, but he still added: "The people of Khalkha's tribes are not prosperous in Buddhism, and the monks have to stay in Mobei..."

"I understand!" Zhu Yixi restrained his smile and said seriously: "The temples in Mobei are not organized and need someone to unify them, but I think the master is very suitable."

"I have decided to confer you the Great Lama Hutuktu, and the Chinese name Zunsheng Dharma King."

The word Hutuktu is translated into Tibetan "Basiba" and Chinese "Holy One". It is a Buddhist term and its status is second only to Dalai and Banchan.

"Besides, I will reward 1 yuan in silver coins for repairing the Deguang Temple where the Great Lama lives..."

After stating a series of conditions, Zhu Yixi looked at him quietly, waiting for a reply.

Even though he has experienced many storms, Jebtsundamba still couldn't help but tremble in the face of the canonization of the Ming emperor.

In other words, from then on, he not only commanded the entire Mobei Buddhism in fact, but also commanded it in name, which saved him a lot of effort.

He can even transcend the various tribes in Mobei and become a force alone, which is not to be underestimated. Even the father of Tuxietuhan can never control him again.

"Amitabha—" Jebtsundamba said nothing, but just recited a Buddha's name.

Everything is silent.

The emperor showed a genuine smile.

Then, among the many Mongolian nobles, the emperor announced the appointment, spreading the news throughout the steppe.

It won't be long before the whole Mobei will know the news, and the Buddhists will also understand.

The support of the Ming emperor was worth several Tuxie Tuhans.

Of course, in a sense, this is also a deepening of the control over the Mongolian tribes of Khalkha, and the control of beliefs, so that Jebtsundamba can gradually get rid of the control of Tushetuhan.

This is also what Mobei tribes are happy to see.

At this time, our King of Qin, Zhu Cunhao, was being entangled by two young girls.

Twelve or thirteen years old, lively personality, charming appearance, wearing a gorgeous Mongolian robe, and speaking pure Chinese made the two women feel particularly weird.

At this time, Zhu Cunhao also went to do as the Romans did, wearing a light Mongolian robe, and he looked heroic and tall, obviously inheriting the excellent blood of the emperor.

"Okay——" The chattering words annoyed him so much that he simply shouted, and the two girls gave up.

"Let's go ride—"

Only then did Zhu Cunhao pat the heads of the two girls, and said softly: "But it's agreed, we can't argue anymore."

"Do you know if you want to be obedient? Only obedient girls are the most beautiful."

Seeing the handsome man who was very different from the Mongolian man, the two girls nodded impatiently, and then each held an arm in their arms, laughing and walking away into the distance.

Not far from them, Budari was watching with a binoculars. Although he couldn't hear the words clearly, such scenes really made him happy.

"That's how it should be, daughters, work harder and try to put him to sleep at night, in Chinese it means raw rice and cooked rice, hahaha——"

Budari imagined: "With a marriage with Daming, my family's position in Chahar will be extremely stable."

"It's a pity that I didn't meet the prince this time, but it doesn't matter, I still have a few beautiful daughters, all of whom are of the right age."

Compared with the orthodox Chahar Khan, Budari is only the nephew of Lin Dan Khan, and he is still a branch, and he does not have an advantage in Chahar's internal strength.

Even though the Chahar Khan headquarters has been divided several times, with nearly [-] tribesmen, there are only [-] households left in the Chahar headquarters.

But all of this is just because Chahar Khan is underage, and his right to speak is extremely weak.

And once he reaches adulthood, the advantage of righteousness and the direct lineage of the golden family will allow him to continue to strengthen and lead the Chahar tribe again.

All this worried him.

Deepening the relationship with the Ming Dynasty naturally became the first choice.

After a while, the emperor summoned him and said bluntly: "You will not go to Beijing again this time."

"Ah?" Budari was startled, he began to doubt his life, the fat on his face trembled uncontrollably, he was dumbfounded.

"why is that?"

The emperor said softly: "This time, I will bring Chahar Khan back to Beijing, and the Chahar Ministry cannot be left alone."

Chahar Khan Abur, who is already ten years old, has been staying on the grassland for a long time and has been influenced by those nobles, which is extremely unfavorable.

This is like Pu Yi of later generations. Although he abdicated, he was still brainwashed by those feudal remnants. When he arrived in the Republic of China, he still wanted to maintain the emperor's way.

It even reached the point of being a puppet in the end, which is obviously inseparable from education.

After Zhu Yixi noticed this, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately decided to bring this Chahar Khan by his side to educate and cultivate feelings.

Naturally, of the two Khans, one of them must be left to guard Chahar, otherwise it would be easy to mess up.

After hearing the situation clearly, Budari couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, I will only be back after going to Beijing for two or three months, and I will definitely come back before autumn."

He even raised his hand and said, "Governor Sun has great prestige. With him in Chifeng, no one would dare to make trouble. The Chahar Department has been very stable in recent years."

Hearing this, Zhu Yixi couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

In fact, he was not overwhelmed, and directly built a city on the grassland and settled down.

And the basis of all this is silage.

That is, a large amount of feed is compacted and fermented, just like pickles, which can preserve a large amount of animal feed, thereby creating material conditions for settlement.

Coupled with the influx of a large number of Han people, the cultivated land was continuously developed, and the increase in food also allowed the herdsmen to settle down and feed their livestock, without the need for frequent transitions and migrations.

This is a big surprise for the herdsmen.

After all, human beings value stability and work frequently. Not only will cattle and sheep become thinner, but ordinary people will also get tired and tired.

It is a common pursuit of human beings to be able to settle down safely and live in a house that is airtight.

Upper decision decided by the economic background.

The herdsmen went to the field frequently in previous years, but in recent years, they have gradually changed from four times a year to twice a year, thus stabilizing.

The needs of commerce also forced the herdsmen to settle down, so as to fix their routes and obtain a large amount of materials such as salt, tea, iron, and cloth.

As a result, Chahar has three cities, Chifeng, Chengde, and Kuancheng, and there will be more cities in the future.

Facing the eager eyes of his uncle, Zhu Yixi softened his heart and agreed.

Afterwards, the emperor came to the racecourse and started the journey of horse selection.

The Mongolian nobles gathered in Chengde, which would naturally present a large number of horses to express their respect for the emperor.

Although many of them are Mongolian horses, and most of them are relatively short, many excellent breeds are still eye-catching.

There will still be such things as genetic mutations.

"Why are they here?" Suddenly outside the racecourse, Zhu Yixi saw two impossible characters.

Two slender girls were riding horses and walking in the sunshine. Their slender figures, blue-green eyes, and three-dimensional facial features were all attractive.

Liu Afu at the side said softly: "Young maidservant, go and ask."

"never mind--"

Zhu Yixi glanced at the crowd, and his last gaze fell on Yang Le.

The latter hurriedly knelt down: "Slaves should die—"

"Forget it, I will spare you once, but there will be no next time."

The emperor said in a deep voice, and then rode away slowly.

At night, a horse race came as scheduled.

Facing the Western horses of the two young girls, the Mongolian horse under Zhu Yixi's crotch was not inferior.

For a moment, after running for an unknown amount of time, the two western horses were delicate and fleshy, and they were defeated during the long journey, sweating and admitting defeat to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)