In addition to the title, Ming Dynasty was also extra generous this time, and all the nobles who came were rewarded.
Silk, porcelain, and tea, these three things will never go out of style and are highly sought after.
Around the bonfire, the emperor enjoyed the enthusiastic dance of the Mongolian people. A large number of Mongolian nobles enthusiastically sang and danced in the center of the stage to express their respect for Chuluo Khan.
The firelight 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 side, the twelve-year-old King of Qin Zhu Cunming was a little unable to resist.
Beihai County Prince Budali sat beside him enthusiastically, pointing at the few little girls behind him, and kept introducing them.
Obviously, as the oldest prince, he received extra preferential treatment from Budali.
Zhu Cunming turned his attention to the emperor's father, but the emperor pretended as if nothing had happened, enjoying the dance of the nobles and eating barbecue, not to mention how happy he was.
"My eldest daughter is lively and cute. Look, I specially invited scholars to teach her. Her calligraphy is particularly powerful..."
King Qin reluctantly agreed.
At this time, he didn't understand that the great emperor's father had sold him as a marriage partner.
Looking at the budding Mongolian girl under the lights behind her, her unique exotic style presents a different beauty from that of Han women.
Although he is still underage, he already has an appreciation for beauty.
I hope it doesn’t smell too bad!
Sighing inwardly, a smile appeared on his lips.
The pinnacle of a campfire party is wrestling.
The Mongolian nobles fought bravely, and the emperor did not hesitate and directly sent his top guards to fight.
Obviously, the Mongols were still no match for the carefully selected guards.
At night, the emperor enjoyed the Mongol hospitality.
The two Mongolian women are beautiful in appearance, combining the sophistication of the Han and the boldness of the Mongolians, making people forget to leave.
After asking later, it turned out that he was of mixed Han and Mongolian descent.
In response, Zhu Yixi accepted everything and prepared to take it back to Beijing, which could be regarded as winning the hearts of Mongolia.
Feeling the tenderness and service of his daughter's family, the emperor's mind was empty at this time, and he was most thoughtful.
There are more than 200 Mongolian nobles gathered in Chengde, and they are basically from large tribes in various places. The tribesmen who don't have thousands of tents can't speak at all.
The idea of wooing the upper-class nobles has come true.
But the most important thing is to proceed step by step, just like Chahar, expand the Khanate, build cities, and slowly regain power. Suiyuan, Chahar, and Jilin Dusi must all be carried out.
As for Khalkha Mongolia, that is, Mobei Mongolia, we need to take a long-term approach.
"There is compliance, but nothing more."
Sighing, he put his head into the woman's arms, feeling the gentle and elastic embrace. Zhu Yixi's nose was filled with the scent of grass unique to the prairie.
"How did the Manchus conquer Khalkha in history?"
"It should be that after Junggar unified the desert and Mongolia, they chose to move eastward to unify the Mongolian region, which aroused opposition from the entire Khalkha region and seriously interfered with the Qing Dynasty's policy of integrating Manchu and Mongolia..."
"Facing the crisis, the Qing Dynasty chose to attack, but had to fight, and thus completely conquered the Khalkha Mongolia..."
"However, compared to the humane destruction of the entire Mongolian Mongolia and the establishment of direct vassal control in Monan, the Mobei region has always been in a laissez-faire state. It seems that it just added another khan, turning it into the four khans."
The more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became, and finally he couldn't help but closed his eyes.
The next day, when the emperor had just finished washing, the Mongols sent good news. The great living monk of Mobei, Jebtsundamba, came from Mobei and came here specially to pay his respects.
Zhu Yixi was extremely happy about this matter, and immediately called the disciples of the holy monks in Suiyuan and Chahar, who were the first living monks appointed by the emperor, to have a friendly discussion on Buddhism.
Jebzundamba was originally the son of Tushetu Khan. He was an important symbol of the union between Mongolia and Zang. He was also the center of faith in the entire Mobei region.
A few years ago, Da
Lai and Banchan came from the plateau to the grassland to lecture and promote Buddhism. Jebtsundampa came to ask for a meeting and discuss.
Later, he went to Lhasa to study and convert.
From the Juenang sect, it became the Gelug sect. Plateau Buddhism also recognized him as the first Jebtsundampa, who began to inherit the system in the true sense of Mobei and became the leader of Buddhism.
But just recognition by the three tribes in Mobei is not safe. Jebzundamba needs the emperor's canonization and enjoy the official treatment.
Therefore, whether in Mongolia or Ming Dynasty, he was the de facto Buddhist leader in Mobei.
The young Jebtsundamba was only twenty-four years old. His many years of Buddhist practice made him full of the temperament that led people to do good. Every move seemed to have profound meaning.
"Your Majesty the Great Emperor——"
"Your Excellency, Master, you are courteous——"
The emperor was also very polite. He sat at the main seat and entertained the young great lama.
This Mobei living man is in his 20s, his face is covered with weather, and his big eyes are slightly closed, seeming to hide his wisdom.
Although Zhu Yixi didn't understand Buddhism, he admired this young man.
As we all know, it is difficult to walk on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and altitude sickness makes people uncomfortable. However, Jebtsundamba traveled thousands of miles to Lhasa under such traffic conditions at the age of less than 20 years old.
For ordinary people, half of their lives would be wasted on the road, but he was still fearless. He practiced in Lhasa for several years and resolutely converted to the Gelug Sect.
A person with such great perseverance and wisdom should never be underestimated.
The great lama was fluent in Tibetan, Mongolian and Chinese, so communication with the emperor was no problem at all.
The two chatted about some topics about the Mobei grassland, and gradually brought the topic to Mobei's Buddhism.
"I intend to build a temple for the great lama in Beijing, just like the two holy monks on the plateau."
The emperor was the first to speak, showing his desire to win over.
Jebtsundampa was naturally willing, but he still added: "Buddhism among the people in the Khalkha tribes is not flourishing, so the young monks have to stay in Mobei..."
"I understand!" Zhu Yixi suppressed her smile and said seriously: "The temples in Mobei are not systematic and need someone to unify them, and I think the guru is very suitable."
"I have decided to canonize you as the Great Lama of Hutuktu, and your Chinese name will be the Holy Dharma King."
The word Hutuktu is translated interchangeably with the Tibetan "Phagsiba" and the Chinese "holy". It is a Buddhist term and its status is second only to Dalai and Panchan.
"In addition, I will reward 10,000 silver coins for repairs to the Deguang Temple where the great lama is stationed..."
After stating a series of conditions, Zhu Yixi looked at him quietly, waiting for a reply.
Even though he had experienced many storms, Jebtsundamba still couldn't help but tremble when faced with the canonization of the Ming Emperor.
In other words, from now on, he will not only command the entire Mobei Buddhism in fact, but also in name. This will save him a lot of effort.
He was even able to transcend the other tribes in Mobei and become a force of his own, which should not be underestimated. Even the father of Tuxie Tuhan could not control him anymore.
"Amitabha——" Jebtsundampa said nothing, just recited the Buddha's name.
Everything is unspoken.
The emperor showed a real smile.
Then, among the many Mongolian nobles, the emperor announced the appointment, spreading the news throughout the steppe.
I think it won't be long before the whole of Mobei will know this news, and Buddhists will also understand.
The support of the Ming Emperor was worth several Tuxie Tuhans.
Of course, in a certain sense, this also deepened the control of the Khalkha Mongolian tribes and the control of beliefs, allowing Jebzundamba to gradually get rid of the control of Tushetu Khan.
This is what the tribes in Mobei are happy to see.
At this time, our King of Qin, Zhu Cunming, is being entangled by two young girls.
At twelve or thirteen years old, with a lively personality, charming appearance, wearing gorgeous Mongolian robes, and speaking pure Chinese, the two women were particularly impressed.
weird.
At this time, Zhu Cunmai also followed the local customs, wearing a light Mongolian robe, and his whole body looked heroic and upright, obviously inheriting the emperor's fine bloodline.
"Okay -" The chattering words annoyed him so much that he simply shouted, and then the two girls stopped.
"Let's go horseback riding—"
Zhu Cunzhang then touched the heads of the two women and said softly: "But we agreed, we can't argue anymore."
"You have to be obedient, you know? Only obedient girls are the most beautiful."
Seeing the handsomeness that was very different from that of the Mongolian man, the two girls nodded eagerly, then each held one arm in their arms and walked away into the distance laughing and joking.
Not far away from them, Budali was looking with a monocular telescope. Although he couldn't hear the words clearly, this scene really made him happy.
"That's it, daughters, work harder and try to put him to sleep at night. In Chinese, it's like raw rice and cooked rice, hahaha——"
Budali thought: "By marrying the Ming Dynasty, my family's position in Chahar will be extremely stable."
"It's a pity that I didn't see the prince this time, but it doesn't matter, I still have several beautiful daughters, all of the right age."
Compared with the orthodox Chahar Khan, Budali is only the nephew of Lindan Khan and a common branch, and does not have an advantage in Chahar's internal strength.
Even though Chahar Khan's headquarters was divided several times and had nearly 4,000 tents, only 3,000 tents were left in Chahar's headquarters.
But all this is just because Chahar Khan is underage and has extremely weak voice.
And once he reaches adulthood, the advantages of righteousness and direct descent from the Golden Family will allow him to continue to strengthen and lead the Chahar tribe again.
All this made him worried.
Deepening relations 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?" Budali was shocked. He began to doubt life. The fat on his face couldn't help trembling, and he was stunned.
"why is that?"
The emperor said softly: "This time, I will take Chahar Khan back to Beijing. The Chahar Department cannot be left alone."
Chahar Khan Abul is already ten years old. He has been living on the grassland for a long time and has been influenced by the nobles. This is extremely disadvantageous.
This is like Puyi in later generations. Although he abdicated, he was still brainwashed by those feudal remnants. In the Republic of China, he still wanted to maintain the emperor's behavior.
In the end, they even reached the point where they did not hesitate to be a puppet. This is obviously inseparable from education.
After Zhu Yixi noticed this, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately decided to take Chahar Khan with him personally to educate and cultivate feelings.
Naturally, one of the two great khans must stay to guard Chahar, otherwise it will be easy to cause chaos.
After hearing the situation clearly, Budali couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, I will only go to Beijing for two or three months and then come back. 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 dares to cause trouble. The Chahar tribe has been very stable in recent years."
Hearing this, Zhu Yixi couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
In fact, he was not in a hurry. He directly built a city and settled in the grassland.
The basis of all this is silage.
That is, compacting and fermenting a large amount of feed, like kimchi, can preserve a large amount of animal feed, thus creating material conditions for settlement.
Coupled with the influx of a large number of Han people, cultivated land was continuously developed, and the increase in food allowed herdsmen to settle down and feed their livestock, without the need for frequent shifts and migrations.
This was a big surprise for the herdsmen.
After all, human beings value stability. If they work frequently, not only the cattle and sheep will lose weight, but ordinary people will also become tired of the work.
Being able to settle down stably and live in a house that is airtight is a common pursuit of human beings.
Upper decision decided by the economic background.
herdsmen
In the past years, we often went to the market frequently, but in the past few years, it gradually changed from four times a year to twice a year, thus stabilizing.
Due to commercial needs, herdsmen had to settle down to fix routes and obtain large amounts of salt, tea, iron, cloth and other supplies.
Therefore, Chahar has three cities: Chifeng, Chengde, and Kuancheng, and more will be added in the future.
Facing her uncle's longing eyes, Zhu Yixi relented and agreed.
Later, the emperor came to the racecourse and began his horse selection journey.
The Mongolian nobles gathered in Chengde, so they naturally presented a large number of horses to express their respect for the emperor.
Although many are Mongolian horses, most of which 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 figures.
Two girls with exquisite figures were riding horses and walking in the sunshine. Their slim figures, blue-green eyes, and three-dimensional facial features were all attractive.
Liu Afu on the side said softly: "I'll ask you."
"never mind--"
Zhu Yixi glanced at everyone, and her last gaze fell on Yang Le.
The latter quickly knelt down: "This slave deserves to die——"
"Forget it, I'll spare you once, but there will be no next time."
The emperor said solemnly, then rode away slowly on his horse.
At night, a horse race came as scheduled.
Facing the Western horses of the two girls, the Mongolian horse under Zhu Yixi was no less impressive. The horse's long neck and head held high made the girls exclaim.
Suddenly, after running for who knows how long, the two Western horses were defeated in the long journey, and they surrendered to the emperor with sweat.
