When the Great Khan of Budali came to Beijing, he was treated with great respect, and he was treated to countless luxurious cars, fine wines, and delicious meals.
The prefectures and counties along the way took very good care of these hundreds of cavalrymen.
Although money can buy everything in Chahanhot, but where has he seen something so precious and enshrined in the royal family?
The porcelain bowls used for eating are exquisite and clear, the ivory chopsticks, and the delicacies are all top-notch in the world, and cannot be enjoyed without a certain status.
Budali was satisfied, but at the same time he was greedy.
If he occupies this Han land, these things will belong to him.
However, when he raised his eyes and saw the sturdy iron cavalry guarding him, he shrank his neck.
Not to mention, even in the Chahar tribe, as the Great Khan, he relied more on the title of Beihai County Prince conferred by his brother-in-law.
The real Chahar Khan, although only seven or eight years old, was the real heir.
"Hey!" Sighing, Budali immediately returned to reality, and then became excited again:
"The emperor is my brother-in-law. You can enjoy these things without fighting."
In fact, corrupting the Mongolian nobles was something that the Manchus often did in history. Economic accounts between countries cannot be calculated carefully.
Historically, although the Manchu Qing Dynasty married the Horqin tribe, they never alienated other Mongolian tribes. More than 300 Taiji, Beizi, Beile, county princes, and princes were canonized.
But they are different from the Ming Dynasty. The annual salaries, rewards, and incense for temples from these titles will be sent far away to the Mongolian grasslands and handed over to this group of nobles.
A rough estimate is that the Mongolian wooing costs more than one million taels of silver every year, and the Mongolian nobles only need to be loyal.
This is why the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not build the Great Wall for three hundred years. He gave the money to build the Great Wall to the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If he built the Great Wall again, it would be a duplication of efforts.
As for the Mongolian policy, Zhu Yixi was not prepared to follow it completely.
Without him, a large number of rewards, just like raising money to corrupt officials, made the Mongolian nobles' appetite grow bigger and bigger.
Historically, in the late Qing Dynasty, rather than the Qing Dynasty and the nobles controlling Mongolia, it was better to say that Shanxi merchants controlled Mongolia.
Because those nobles who had their appetites constantly sold everything in order to maintain their high consumption.
Slaves, grassland, cattle and sheep, and even tax collection rights were all sold.
Shanxi merchants became the big landowners of Monan Mongolia, the true emperors.
When it comes to riding and shooting, the Mongols are really good, even better than the Manchus. This is their special skill.
But the world changed, and firearms began to dominate the world. The ferocious Golden Horde disappeared. The Russians began to conquer Siberia with these firearms.
The Manchu Qing Dynasty did not see this, and still looked at it with the old eyes and implemented the policy of weakening Mongolia. However, the travelers understood that Mongolia was not of concern, and only the Russians would be the enemy in the future.
Therefore, the strategy of integrating Han and Mongolia and using Mongolians as the vanguard came into being.
In the mind of the Ming Emperor, a set of conquest strategies had long been formed:
To conquer the Siberian Plateau and Central and Western Asia, we need horsemen and archers like Mongolia; to conquer Southeast Asia, we must mobilize the Yi people from Yunnan and Guizhou, who are suitable for tropical rainforests.
After taking over the Indochina Peninsula, they formed an indigenous army and conquered the islands across the sea.
The Southeast Asian archipelago is no joke. Malaria alone is enough to reduce the combat effectiveness in half. On the archipelago that has not yet been developed, no matter how hard it is, there is not much success.
Without that group of indigenous soldiers, we wouldn't be able to hold it after we defeat it.
"Your Majesty the Ming Emperor, your loyal subordinate Budali has come to see you——"
Budali knelt down and held his chest respectfully, without hesitation.
His sister Qiqige was standing beside her, with a big belly and tears in her eyes.
"Why do you and I need to be so polite?"
Zhu Yixi stood up and looked at Budali, who was half a head shorter than herself and had thick limbs.
He has a natural Mongolian appearance, with a round face, a slightly flat nose, a sunburned and red face, two bow legs, and a pair of long, slender hands.
Although he is only in his twenties, two or three years younger than himself, he looks like he is in his thirties.
The Mongolian Plateau is really bitter.
Thinking of the Manchus forcing their eldest daughter to marry the Mongols, it really made people suffer. Few lived long, but countless withered.
By the mid-term, the emperors and princes were reluctant to part with them, and most of them built mansions in the capital.
It's not okay to let my daughter do this kind of thing.
Budali chirped again, and Qiqige acted as translator.
"Dear Emperor, without you our Chahar Department wouldn't be where we are today——"
Budali described the preciousness of food this spring, which enabled the Chahar tribe to preserve its vitality, and to a certain extent, its strength has increased.
However, he hesitated for a while and finally expressed the Chechen Ministry's thoughts.
"Buying food?"
Zhu Yixi muttered, and the smile on her face suddenly faded:
"Was last year's white disaster serious?"
"It is indeed very serious." Budali said respectfully: "It is a great white disaster that occurs almost once every ten years. The ordinary tribes are severely damaged."
"Once in ten years?" The emperor raised his eyebrows, and then said: "For the Chechen tribe, they are one of the three major tribes in Mobei Mongolia. No matter how severe the white disaster is, it will not do much harm to them."
"You mean?" Qiqige asked doubtfully.
"By taking this opportunity, the three major ministries will expand their strength and annex those tribes affected by the disaster, and their strength will greatly increase."
Zhu Yixi turned around, took off his coat, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what happens, there are Buryat Mongolia further north, and plundering them can still feed the people."
"This time, I'm afraid you want to show your kindness to me through your brother!"
As he said that, he looked up and saw Budali looking at him with panic and even some expectancy.
Obviously, Qiqige did not translate just now. The Beihai County King was still confused and afraid.
This time going south, meeting my sister is the second priority, I'm afraid asking for help is the real thing.
"Tell your brother that there are thousands of troops in Chahanhot and tens of thousands in the Xuanfu area. No matter how many troops the Chechen Khan comes, they can only come and die."
With a smile on his lips, Zhu Yixi looked at his uncle and said easily:
"No matter what happens, I will leave him a grand county palace in Beijing. It will be much better than suffering in the Chahar tribe."
Qiqige translated it truthfully, which made Budali feel more at ease.
He just swallowed, said a few words with a longing face, and then turned to look at the emperor.
Qiqige felt ashamed and scolded her, but the latter remained unmoved.
Helpless, she could only blush with embarrassment and translate:
"Your Majesty, my brother is envious of the prosperity in the south. After all, the Chechen Khan has tens of thousands of cavalry, which is far beyond what the greatly weakened Chahar tribe can contend with, so he wants to build a royal palace first to prepare for emergencies..."
