Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

"I would like to dedicate 600 ponds in the two cities along the Oron River to build a palace for the Great Emperor of Ming Dynasty."

"We donate [-] cattle and sheep to Daming every year."

"Let the tribe stay on the bank of the Oron River forever, and never disturb the people of Daming."

Zhu Gaoyu rode a black horse in the direction of Tutuobuhua with a sharp look.

He sat on the back of a horse, looked at Tuotuo Buhua and pondered for a moment, a treacherous smile raised on his sharp little face,

"That's the price last time."

"Didn't the Great Emperor say so?"

"The longer it takes, the higher the price we will ask."

Tuotuo Buhua's expression froze, and he looked at Zhu Gaoyu with an unbelievable expression.

"But this is the limit of the Tartars!"

Zhu Gaoyu got off his horse, turned around in front of Tuotuo Buhua and others with his little hands behind his back, touched his little chin and sneered,

"limit?"

"You Tatars have violated my Daming border for so many years."

"Those men, women, gold and silver that plundered."

"I haven't settled with you yet."

"Now there are two cities in this district, and there are still a few insignificant cattle and sheep."

"You told me this is your limit?"

Zhu Gaoyu patted Tuotuobuhua's shoulder, and said tenderly,

"Are you trying to fool me because of my young age?"

Zhu Gaoyu jokingly smiled,

"That's not possible!"

"I am young, but my appetite is not small!".

Chapter 168

Appetite not small?

Tuotuo Buhua heard the words and looked at Zhu Gaoyu with a look of surprise.

Would you like to add a price tag?

Tuotuo Buhua looked at Zhu Gaoyu with a playful smile on his face, a trace of struggle flashed across his face.

Now the lives of all the soldiers of the tribe are in the hands of this child.

If they disagreed with their conditions, the consequences... would not be unimaginable!

Tuotuobuhua looked hesitant, struggled secretly for a moment, and then asked carefully,

"I don't know what the Great Emperor of Ming Dynasty means?"

Zhu Gaoyu walked around in front of Tuotuobuhua with his small hands behind his back, pretending to be deep, and smiled at Tuotuobuhua with a tangled expression, and said,

"Our emperor is not greedy."

"He intends to let you go."

"We don't want much."

"At once..."

Zhu Gaoyu lengthened the ending.

Tuotuo Buhua looked at Zhu Gaoyu for a while.

Zhu Gaoyu smiled and then said,

"Just... ten cities north of Lake Baikal, we want them all."

Tuotuo was not surprised, and did not want to express his opposition directly,

"How can that be!"

"Ten cities north of Lake Baikal are half of our Tatar territories!"

Zhu Gaoyu laughed and patted Tuotuohua's shoulder,

"Oh, your Tartars are rich and big."

"So what if you give us half.

"It won't hurt your bones."

Don't take off without looking like,

"Little prince, that's not what you said."

"There are many branches in the Tatar part, and I can't make such a big thing alone!"

Tuotuo Buhua glanced at Zhu Gaoyu with a complicated look.

Even our Tatars are vast and rich.

But no matter how rich it is, it can't stand such a toss!

Today you marched north, defeated, and then asked me to build ten cities.

I now cede land and pay indemnity.

What about tomorrow?

You all set off again with your troops, then marched north again, and then won the victory and then took over the other half of my Tatar army?

This appetite is not small, it is not small!

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at Tuotuo Buhua, and then glanced at the Tartar generals kneeling beside Tuotuo Buhua.

Zhu Gaoyu sneered while holding his small arms, then raised his hand and pulled out Shen Lian's saber that was guarding beside him, sneered, and pressed the blade against Tutuofuhua's neck,

"You are not qualified to negotiate a price with me"."

"I'm just telling you now."

Zhu Gaoyu's immature but cold childish voice rang in Tuotuobuhua's ears.

Tuotuobuhua's face suddenly sank, he felt the icy temperature of the blade, and a chill spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body.

It was only now that he realized it again.

Now he, and the Tatars around him, all their lives are in the hands of this less than ten-year-old child in front of him.

They were defeated like a mountain.

The loser is not eligible to negotiate conditions.

There were a few drops of cold sweat on Tuotuobuhua's face.

He glanced hesitantly at the generals beside him, and then turned to look at the heavy losses of the Tartar troops behind him.

Those inhuman soldiers who were bombed by artillery shells lay on the ground, sighing, and looked miserably at Tutuo.

Their eyes were full of longing for life.

A trace of unbearableness and struggle flashed across Tuotuobuhua's face, he pondered for a moment, finally sighed, and turned his head to look at Zhu Gaoyu with a resolute expression,

"it is good!"

"According to your!"

"My Tatars are willing to dedicate a total of ten cities north of Lake Baikal to the Great Emperor of Ming Dynasty!"

Tuotuobuhua nodded and leaned over, gritted his teeth and said solemnly,

"May the dragon of the Great Ming Emperor be healthy."

"Long live the great emperor!"

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Zhu Gaoyu with a complicated expression, then nodded again and leaned over,

"His Royal Highness, little prince, thousands of years, thousands of years!"

As soon as Tuotuobuhua finished speaking, the Tatar Waras who stood beside and behind him knelt on one knee and shouted,

"Long live the Great Emperor of Ming Dynasty!"

"His Royal Highness is a thousand years old!"

The unanimous shouts of everyone broke through the sky, and the high-pitched voices of everyone were enduring and continuous in this dark night.

At this time, Yingtianfu City Tower.

Crown Prince Yang Shiqi and the others all had happy expressions on their faces.

They listened to the faint shouts from outside the tower, and their expressions were a little excited.

The little eunuch in blue robe helped the prince to stand firm on the tower.

The prince waved his hands towards the crowd on the tower with an excited expression, and said,

"The three Lord Yang stay, and the rest of the people should step down."

"Should the Tianfu crisis be resolved, let's all go home."

Everyone nodded and stepped out, with a look of joy on their faces.

Seeing everyone leaving, Yang Shiqi stepped forward to support the prince, and then waved to the little blue-robed eunuch beside the prince.

The blue-robed little eunuch nodded, very cleverly led the palace maids and eunuchs who were guarding the tower and withdrew.

Yang Shiqi helped the prince to sit down, looked at the prince's face that turned pale again after being overjoyed and sad, and said with concern,

"Prince Prince, Doctor Mo is waiting outside now."

"I'll pass him on first, and I'll see you first."