"Gao Yingxiang, you escorted three treasures and traveled hundreds of miles. You have done a great job. I will reward you heavily!"
After Chongzhen finished speaking, he pondered for a moment: "From now on, I will promote you to the rank of Hexi Iron Cavalry Thousand Households, and temporarily keep the account for your use!"
"The sergeants who escort us together will be promoted to a rank of military attache, and the sergeants will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"On behalf of the officers and men, I thank Your Majesty for His grace!"
"Get down!"
After Gao Yingxiang thanked him, he slowly exited the tent. When the breeze blew, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.
Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked with sweat. He never thought that the box he had carried all the way contained the imperial seal.
If this is lost, it will be easy for all nine of his clans to be punished.
Fortunately, the security escort arrived, and he was promoted to one rank or two. Qianhu was regarded as a middle-to-high-level person in the military.
"Okay, all my dear friends, go get busy and deal with the possible war tomorrow!"
After all the generals left, Sun Chengzong, who was walking at the end, said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I am not sure about this official seal, but I think it is true!"
After saying that, he exited the tent. A light flashed in Chongzhen's eyes, and he instantly understood what Sun Chengzong meant.
It is said that the last time the national seal appeared was in the capital of the Yuan Dynasty when Kublai Khan died. The Yuan Dynasty was overthrown by the Ming Dynasty, and Lin Dan Khan was the golden descendant of the Yuan Dynasty. This is an orderly inheritance.
Now that I have obtained the national seal from Lin Dan Khan, even if it is fake, with the blessing of the great achievements of destroying Chahar, conquering Tumut and Ordos, and returning hundreds of miles of Guihua City to the territory of the Ming Dynasty, This imperial jade seal is genuine.
Do Tumut, Chahar and other ministries dare to suspect that it is fake? If this is false, is it a slap in the face of our ancestors?
Do the ministers of the Ming Dynasty dare to object? If you object, you are obliterating the merits of tens of thousands of soldiers who fought on the grassland. Hundreds of miles around are included in the territory of the Ming Dynasty. If you say this is false, aren't you afraid of being drowned by the spit of tens of thousands of soldiers?
Therefore, the authenticity of this national jade seal is no longer important. What is important is that it appears at this juncture, then it is real.
With the Imperial Seal in hand, it will be much more convenient to do many things.
"Huang Taiji, I wonder what your expression will be when you hear that the Imperial Seal has fallen into my hands!"
Chongzhen gently touched the imperial seal and murmured to himself, with a smile on his lips.
After playing with it for a while, Chongzhen returned to his desk, pondered for a moment, and then started writing. He wanted to modify the system of later generations.
In the Tumut camp more than ten miles away, Bu Shitu Khan glanced at the tribal leaders and said softly: "This is the situation, everyone can decide for themselves!
Oh, by the way, if there is no result at noon tomorrow, the Ming army will directly surround us and then choose the Ordos Department as its agent. "
Bu Shitu Khan recounted the conversation in the Ming army's tent, and then drank the mare's milk wine slowly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, while the tribal leaders all had different expressions.
There is anger, gloom, contemplation, longing and yearning, as well as heartbeat and silence.
To be honest, they were very moved by Sun Chengzong's words.
No war, no fighting, no death, living and working in peace and contentment, harmony and beauty, how wonderful!
But after years of fighting, their army was reduced, and they felt insecure. In other words, this insecurity came from the Ming Dynasty.
Who knows if Ming Dynasty will delay the war. After they completely give up, they will cut their flesh with blunt knives and kill them. After all, it is a hatred that has lasted for hundreds of years.
In addition, there are issues related to property. They are all leaders of various ministries, Taiji, etc. If there is no army, cattle, sheep, horses, etc., all belong to the Ming Dynasty, they will be the same as ordinary herdsmen, and they cannot accept this.
"Great Khan, we can give up the army, but we cannot give up completely. We must at least keep some personal guards."
"Yes, and our property and status must be retained!"
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After a while, the leaders all expressed their thoughts.
The debate lasted from noon until midnight when a final decision was reached.
Seeing that there were nearly a hundred requests finally sorted out, Bu Shitu Khan's face was still very calm: "Okay, tomorrow I will take this request to see the Ming Emperor. If you agree or disagree, then I am not the Khan." It can be decided.”
"Great Khan, you are our Great Khan, you want to..."
"The position of Great Khan is given to you, will you take it?"
The leaders who directly criticized each other lost their temper.
"Tonight may be your last night in this world. When this draft is placed on the table of Emperor Ming, the massacre will begin. I wish you all a good dream!"
After Bu Shitu finished speaking, he picked up the draft and left the tent, ignoring the shouts of the leaders.
The leaders in the big tent stared at each other with ugly expressions on their faces, and then slowly dispersed.
Outside the big tent, Shi Tuhan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the stars in the sky, and let out a long sigh. Maybe he would be free tomorrow.
But what he didn't expect was that soon after he returned to his big tent, the leader of the Maoming'an tribe found him and gave him a letter containing the conditions of their tribe.
As soon as he finished reading, another tribal leader sneaked into his tent and also gave him a letter.
At daybreak, all twelve tribes gave new conditions.
Seeing that the conditions in the letter were much lower than those negotiated before, a trace of sadness flashed in Bu Shitu Khan's eyes. If the tribes are not united, what else can they do?
But at this point, he had no choice but to sort it out slowly, thinking about how to tell the Ming Emperor.
At this moment, in the Ming army's tent, after breakfast, Chongzhen summoned the generals.
"After receiving the three treasures from the Chahar tribe yesterday, I have a new idea for the management of Chahar and the Mongolian tribes. Please take a look."
Chongzhen pointed to a stack of paper on the table and motioned for everyone to take a look.
After Sun Chengzong saluted, he picked up the paper, and the generals gathered around and looked at it slowly.
The generals became more and more shocked as they watched, and their brows furrowed more and more. It was true that the conditions in the plan were too loose and bold, but the generals did not refute.
They are military generals and are good at leading troops to fight, but when it comes to managing people's livelihood, they are a little worse. There are too many tricks in it.
Since the emperor proposed it, he had an idea. Even if they objected, they had to listen to the explanation before speaking.
There was a thoughtful look in Sun Chengzong's eyes, and he read the plan several times, becoming more and more excited as he read it.
"Wonderful, really wonderful. This plan is far better than Taizu's handling of Wu Si Zang."
Sun Chengzong put the plan back on the table: "If this plan can be fully implemented, in a few years, the Mongolian tribes will be completely integrated into the Ming Dynasty. From then on, the Mongolian and Han families will be married, and it will also be applicable to the slaves in the future!"
Hearing that it was applicable to Jiannu, a coldness flashed across Chongzhen's eyes.
The establishment of slaves does not mean extermination of the race, but it will definitely not be done this way. From now on, they will be slaves of the Ming Dynasty.
