Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 290 Haorui!

Alsileng's appearance is somewhat different from that of his younger brother Mandu Ratu.

In Du Yi's eyes, Mandu Latu is his standard image of a Mongol, with a wide face, slender eyes, high cheekbones and a strong build.

But his half-brother Alslen looks nothing like him. He has a long face and three-dimensional features, a high nose bridge, low cheekbones, and a relatively thin tall man. Even in the Central Plains, he is a handsome man with distinctive characteristics. .

However, the biggest difference is their eyes.
Mandu Latu's eyes were full of irritability and the kind of recklessness that only belongs to illiterate people, while Alsleng's eyes were filled with a kind of calmness full of wisdom. Even though today was a big day for Khulil Tai, his eyes seemed to There were not many disturbances. He just walked up to the high platform step by step smoothly. As soon as he stretched out his hands and pressed down, everyone in the audience stopped cheering and knelt down respectfully.
"Slave/I, please bow down to Huitai Ji, Huitai Ji Haorui!"

Even though he was as sane as Alslen, he couldn't help but feel short of breath under the worship of thousands or even tens of thousands of people, and he almost fell into it.
But the habit of maintaining rationality still brought his thoughts back to reality. Alsileng took a deep breath and looked around the crowd: ". Flat body!"

Raise your hands again.

The crowd cheered and stood up again, turning to look at the figure in the middle of the high platform with burning eyes.
The HQ Taijis sitting near the front looked at them with admiration. On the high platform was the hero who led the Junggar West to drive out the Turghuts and annex the Sunong Turks.
The eyes sitting in the back were complicated and even contained some hatred, because he was the one who conquered and annexed his own country and tribe.
"Huntaiji, I have something to say!"

The moment everyone stood up, an old Taiji from the headquarters who had been arranged early suddenly left his seat, walked to the open space between the high platform and the three seats, fell to his knees with a plop, and then looked at Als with a serious face. Leng shouted loudly: "Old minister, I wish you the best of luck to Huitai!"
Since the Khan's court was killed by Qi, the foundation of Emperor Genghis is in jeopardy, and the thirty-six tribes of Mengwu are on the verge of collapse and are in danger! However, at this critical moment, Huitai Ji attacked Mobei in the east, merged with Turks in the west, reached Chenqi in the south, and chased Rakshasa in the north, which made the most achievements in the world.

Survival is determined by danger, rescue from defeat is continued, and the people are safe, with great merit and virtue. He also gave blessings to those who had meritorious deeds in various places, such as Ji and Nayan, and enabled them to establish a state. The geographical divisions have been determined, but the comparison of titles has eliminated the division between superior and inferior. The work of Huitai's auspicious merits will not be announced to future generations.

I will worship the Great Khan again after my death! "

Fatty Huang patted Du Yi's shoulder heavily with a meaningful look in his eyes.
Alsileng on the high platform did not say a word, but the tribal leaders below had already knelt down on the ground. Under the leadership of Monk Bayar, they shouted in unison:
"The slaves and other ministers worship the title of the Great Khan without knowing it!"

Although Du Yi can speak Mongolian, he can only listen and listen, and this article-style thing is a bit numb, and it takes a while to understand it.
Fatty Huang glanced at him and didn't answer him. Instead, he said some incomprehensible words: "..., you know? The so-called hurilettei is just a formality. What is actually being discussed? Everyone has already Just know it”

After saying that, Lao Taiji, whose hair was all white, prostrated himself on the ground, as if "if you don't sweat profusely, I will kneel down and die here."
Just when Du Yi was listening to what the old man said without understanding a lot of things, Fatty Huang suddenly came over and explained to him with playful eyes:
"Mengk Bayar, the eldest and most educated clan king of the Choros family, he secretly went to Gansu to take the exam. If he doesn't take the exam again, he will miss out. Otherwise, he can even be a Jinshi. Come on!"

Du Yi was shocked: "What? But"

"Then this old man is really awesome." Anyway, he was most likely exposed, so he didn't care about Fatty Huang's eyes. Du Yi praised him from the bottom of his heart.
I asked myself why I couldn’t understand those wailing words. It turned out to be an article written by the Juren Master!
These days, there are many people in Mongolia who can't understand addition and subtraction within a hundred years. There are even fewer people who can write the Pasiba script of their own people. And those who can write Chinese characters and are proficient in Sinology are not to mention rare, but they are still considered rare. This is a once-in-a-decade encounter.

As for the friendship between monarch and minister, is there still room for decline in the relationship between your Oirat and Monan?

The crowd bowed down for the third time!
The scene fell into silence again, everyone was waiting for Alsleng to end the process.
"Ugh"

"Of course Huetaiji is preparing to be promoted to the position of Mengwu Great Khan!" Fatty Huang replied proudly.

"But now the Great Khan is still trapped in Luoyang. If I become a Khan on my own, wouldn't I be abandoning the Great Khan and ruining the friendship between the emperor and his subjects?" Alslen said worriedly.

"Great Khan Haorui!"

Du Yi, who also fell to his knees upon hearing these words, was speechless.

"Great Khan Haorui!"

Those who are not only proficient in Chinese studies, but can even pass the imperial examination in Han areas can be called the reincarnation of Manjushri Bodhisattva!
Although the value of Juren in Gansu is not as high as that of the coastal provinces of Han Dynasty, it is still Juren!
"So, Brother Huang, what was this old man talking about just now?" Du Yi asked curiously.

Du Yi had more doubts, thinking that he had been exposed anyway, so let's have fun asking: "What did you already know?"

"You...sigh." Alsileng was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface he still sighed, as if he was struggling in his heart: "Why are you doing this?"

Isn't it because he hopes that An Tong Bayar will die as soon as possible?

Regardless of whether they heard it clearly or not, the leaders just imitated Monkbayar and bowed again.

An unknown sect king in the crowd shouted: "Antong Bayar has lost his destiny. The destiny of the Borzigit family should be carried by me, the Choros family, great Khan Haorui!"

But the serious Mongwu Khan is now singing and dancing for the two saints in Luoyang to earn pocket money. Moreover, since a few years ago, the emperor of Qi, our emperor, has also been serving as the Mongwu Khan, and he even has a title!
You Junggars don’t even have the national seal passed down by Genghis Khan, so where did you get the legal authority of Mongol Khan?
"But legally"

"Hey, Brother Du, you Han people have an old saying, 'The emperor is the one who has strong soldiers and horses!', and this is even more true for the position of the Great Khan. Fa Tong? Is Fa Tong such an inconvenient thing?"

Alsileng sighed again, and looked like he had no choice. Finally, facing the crowd under the high platform, he said helplessly: "In that case, I will take over Borzigit's destiny!"

"Great Khan Haorui!"

"Great Khan Haorui!"

"Great Khan Haorui!"

"Wait a minute!" Just as Alslen was enjoying the worship of the leaders of the tribes, a disturbing voice interrupted everyone's movements. They all turned their heads and looked at the envoy from the Oziltu tribe sitting in front in surprise.

ah? No, if you have any objection to the Great Khan calling him Khan, why don't you raise it in front of me? Do you have to agree to start worshiping before you jump out? Tsk tsk, it turns out he’s from the Eqil Tu tribe, so that’s okay
"The Great Khan has both Wen Cheng, martial arts, wisdom and courage, and he is another hero who carries the destiny of Emperor Genghis. How can he not have a title? I, the Eqir Tu Department, proposed to give the Great Khan the title 'Eri and Mubilig'!"
Erri and Bilighan Haorui! "The envoy from the Oziltu tribe fell to the ground again and shouted towards Alsleng!

ah? You boy.
Only then did the leaders and messengers of other tribes react like a dream, and then shouted: "Eri and Bilige Khan Haorui!"

"Eri and Bilighan Haorui!"

. . . . . .

Everyone raised their glasses and drank freely, the aroma of wine was fragrant, and it was very lively. During the cup, the leaders of each department also showed off their singing voices happily, and there were even a few who got drunk and jumped into the venue to dance. They were sweating and laughing, and kept shouting "reward"!
How can the word "lively" be used to describe it?

Unlike Fatty Huang, who frequently raised his glass to drink at the people around him, Du Yi felt like he was sitting on a pincushion at this moment.
He always felt that Alsileng looked at him too many times!

But at the same time, one thing is also confirmed. I have indeed been exposed.
"Fat Huang, Fatty Huang, you have really insulted our ancestors." Du Yi felt helpless.

"Haha." Hearing this, Fatty Huang was not angry, but held the wine glass and came towards Du Yi, "Brother Du, you said, I was born and raised here, and I am here because of the blacksmith skills passed down from my family. Nobles, even close ministers of the Great Khan!
My grandfather was indeed loyal to Qiting, but what did he get in exchange? He never returned to his hometown again throughout his life.

My father does identify himself as Han because of my grandfather, but so what? He has lived here all his life and speaks Mongolian more fluently than Chinese!

Before my grandfather passed away, he wanted him to have the opportunity to take his ashes back to his hometown for burial. My father agreed and burned my grandfather into ashes. In the next few decades, he always hoped that the court would recall them so that he could take us with him. The whole family and grandpa's ashes returned to the Central Plains.

He waited for decades, and when he died, he held my grandfather's ashes with a look of regret on his face! "

Fatty Huang drank the wine in his glass angrily, and then slammed it on the table.

"Of course my father also told me to burn him into ashes and take him back to my hometown. Oh, how is it possible? Do you want me to wait for decades? I'm dreaming!
As soon as he died, I buried him and my grandfather by the sea next to our mansion. I don’t plan to be a Han anymore!
In Albindale, I can become a noble with this skill, I can eat well and drink spicy food, and I can also marry the noble daughter of the Choros family!

But what kind of treatment will we receive if we return to your Han land? Can you marry a noble daughter of the Chen family? Or should we continue to pay ten taels of silver a month without collecting money every night? "Fat Huang blushed and glanced at Du Yi with disdain.

"Actually, with your merits, a fourth-grade general who can be passed down for several generations cannot escape. As for the noble lady, forget it. You are determined to join Junggar. What's the use of telling you this?" Du Yi He let out a breath of relief and turned his face to look into Fatty Huang's eyes.

It sounds nice to be able to marry a noble girl, but in fact, she is just the daughter of a little leader of the Choros family. In other words, she may not be able to become a county king in the country, right?
Du Yi had completely relaxed. He looked at Fatty Huang with a chuckle and said, "So, what are you going to do with me? Of course, it is definitely impossible for me to surrender."

"How could it be!" Fatty Huang also smiled, "How could someone like you, who can do Anxi Qianhu, surrender so easily? If you surrender, we will doubt you.

But you are not useless, for example, in exchange for our Mandu Ratutaiji."

"Ha, you think highly of me!" Du Yi laughed at himself, "Who am I? Who is Mandu Latu? Not to mention the court, this deal is not worth it even for me!"

"Who knows, if you give it a try, you won't lose a few pieces of meat, and what if it works?
Let's go, Lord Qianhu, don't worry, you will be well served and served until the court replies."

If it doesn't work, kill someone?
Du Yi sneered, but he couldn't help but say something more. Suddenly, several people who had been drinking with Fatty Huang surrounded him and dragged Du Yi away from the venue as if he was too drunk.
After the Khulil Tai was completely over and all the leaders left the venue in a drunken state, Fatty Huang appeared next to Alsileng.

"Locked up?" Alslen asked a little tipsily, twirling the wine glass with one hand.

Fatty Huang quickly bent down and replied respectfully: "Khan, I have been locked up. There was no resistance the whole time."

"Yes, he is a smart man." Alslen nodded, very satisfied with the result.

Fatty Huang stepped forward and looked eager to try: "Then, do you want to torture me?"

Alsileng's hand playing with the wine glass stopped, thinking to himself that this is such a good slave.
"No need, there is no need." Alslen put the wine glass back on the table, "I won't say whether the information obtained through torture is accurate or not, but sooner or later, the news that I said Khan will reach Han Dynasty and reach the Han Dynasty. In the ears of the Luoyang court.

It’s not that you don’t know how much the Qi Emperor and Emperor attach great importance to the title of the Great Khan of Mengwu. They all gave themselves names of Khans. One was named Sarula Bilig Khan, and the other was named Erihe. Mubilig Khan"

Judging from the intelligence, the Emperor of Qi Ren had spent a lot of money to win over the subjugated slaves in Monan, and he had a strong tendency of the Emperor of Han to assimilate the Huns.

Alsleng also studied sinology and history with Munchbayar, so he naturally knew about the old affairs between the Han and the Southern Huns, and as smart as he was, he could see their plans at a glance, and also the Qi people and emperors were indifferent to assimilation. How determined Nan was.
The legal system of the Mongol Khan is the top priority in this assimilation. They will never allow any Mongol people to be tainted with this legal system.
"So guess, how angry they will be when the news that I am Khan reaches their ears?" Alsileng smiled playfully.

Fatty Huang was silent for a few moments, then bent even deeper: "I will definitely try my best to destroy our country."

"Yes, yes, this is a war that blocks the fate of Junggar for four hundred years. If we win, we will be able to recover and even complete the great cause of Emperor Genghis and take over the Central Plains. If we lose."

"What depressing words did the Great Khan say? We will win. I, Dzungar, will definitely win!" Fatty Huang fell to his knees suddenly, his tone extremely firm!

"Ah, what a slave!" Alsleng was amused by Fatty Huang's display of loyalty, but it was his actions that made Alsleng firm up his determination.
Come on, come on, let me try Chen Qi's beauty!

"Preach my will and go south!"

A quick battle to capture Anxi, I will take the lead and cut off Chen Qi's arm!
(End of this chapter)