Ordinary Mongolian herdsmen need to participate in the Naadam Conference held every three years. After hard work, they can enter Beijing and become a bodyguard.

As long as they are Mongolian nobles above Taiji, they can recommend their children to join the capital and become guards. Although they are not imperial guards, this qualification should not be underestimated.

At the level of the county prince, the children directly go to the imperial palace and are on duty with the princes and nobles, becoming people close to the emperor.

For this day, Batya trained day and night, coupled with his extraordinary talent, he barely managed to stand on the same starting line.

"What's the waiting time for your home?" Batya felt her throat was a little dry.

"First-class Taiji!" Zhebu said casually: "The imperial court only gives two hundred yuan a year, and the iron sheep money is only a thousand yuan, which is not very interesting!"

"This time I go back to inherit the title. If I come back to have a drink with you, you will be the only one who likes me in Beijing!"

After saying that, he sighed: "When I come back this time, I have decided to buy a house in the capital to live in. Chahar is far worse than the capital."

"Why doesn't the imperial court create a mansion?"

"I have the final say at home and have decided to buy a big house. Then you can come and stay at my house and drink every day!"

After saying this, Zhebu left in a swaggering manner.

When Batya arrived at the door, he saw two servants standing respectfully.

Batya was extremely envious of Taiji's pomp and circumstance.

On the grassland, nobles were divided into three classes: Tabunang, Taiji, and Khan.

Tabunang refers to the nobles below the thousand tents, the ones between the thousand tents and the three thousand tents are Taiji, and those above the three thousand tents are the Khan kings.

Taiji is divided into three classes, and the privileges they enjoy are much better than that of Tabu Nang.

As far as he knew, there were about a hundred families in Tabunang in Chahar, while there were only about twenty families in Taiji, and the Khans only had the king of Chahar and the king of Beihai.

"When can I become a noble?"

Batya watched him leave and couldn't help but murmured.

The Ouchi guard's sense of satisfaction immediately dissipated.

"Hey, let's go to the feudal country!"

At this time, the guard from the same hospital ran over and said with a chuckle: "It is extremely difficult for the imperial court to make achievements now. Military achievements are all in the vassal state. Let's sign up together when the time comes."

"As long as you are not afraid of hardship and become a baron, what does a viscount mean?"

Batya turned around and said, "Can you knight the grassland?"

"You have a beautiful idea!" The man laughed and said, "Just because you are a Mongolian?"

"The title of the grassland is hereditary and will neither increase nor decrease. After all, people return with their tribes."

"We are knighted, and we are just running along the line of fifth-class knights!"

"Alas!" Batya sighed elegantly.

"In this time of peace, if there is no war, we can only suffer on the border!" the man continued.

"Yes, the world is peaceful, but it is difficult for us warriors!" Another person also came over and sighed.

After saying goodbye to his friends, Zhebu left Beijing in a carriage.

He came with six horses and two followers, and returned with only one horse, two mules, and a carriage.

Things in the capital were too expensive, horses were better fed than people, and stables were rare. He couldn't afford to serve them, so he had to sell them and exchange them for mules.

"Master, can this mule reach Chahar?"

"Don't worry, mules are hardworking and not as precious as horses."

Two attendants mounted a mule cart, carrying the salute, and followed the carriage along the official road.

Today is a peaceful and prosperous time, and it is the capital of Gyeongsang Province. People and cars are coming and going on the official road, which can be said to be extremely lively and busy. The inn next to the post station is almost overcrowded.

The three of them walked for half a month before arriving at Chahar.

With the accelerated Hanization of Chahar, the number of cities has also increased. From Chifeng, Chengde, Kuanhe, Pingquan, Daning, Heicheng, Chaoyang, Bahrain, and Luanping, the number of Han residents has exceeded 700,000.

The Han people from Zhili continued to move northward and reclaimed tens of thousands of hectares of cultivated land. It can be said that this once nomadic place of royal tents in Chahar has turned into an inland state and county.

In terms of literature and education, after the emergence of a fellow Jinshi in the 19th year of Shaowu, two more fellow Jinshis were born last year, which was the 22nd year of Shaowu.

For Chahar, it can be described as an unexpected surprise.

On the contrary, this further promoted the popularity of writing style.

Along the way, Zhebu could almost see private schools in every village and town he met. The sound of reading loudly made him feel a little dazed.

It seems like this is still the mainland.

And the vast grassland only brought him back to reality.

"Young Master, these Han people just like to study!" The attendant said disdainfully: "When the time comes, we will have no choice but to be bullied."

"A true man is a man who rides a horse and shoots arrows."

Zhebu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Wrong, Chahar is in peace now. Reading is more useful than riding a horse!"

Seeing that the latter was puzzled, he was enthusiastic about this person who had been his companion since childhood: "The Naadam Conference is held every three years. There are only 300 people at one time, but there are no candidates. Scholars, if they fail to pass the exam, it will remain the same."

"Studying is different. A child has changed. A scholar has made a big change. He has many more opportunities than the Naadam Conference."

"Go back and let your son study!"

After a trip to the capital, he no longer looked at the sky from the bottom of a well as before. After seeing the operation of the Ming Dynasty and the huge power structure, he deeply realized the importance of the imperial examination.

The Naadam Conference? It just throws the bones of these fools to give them hope and prevent them from rebelling.

Even the martial arts that are gaining momentum now are just a foil.

Although his family property was still more than eighty miles away from Chengde, he went to Chengde first and found the county government.

As a noble, his right to inheritance does not require the consent of his family, but requires the seal of the court.

The eldest son inheritance system has been running through Chahar for more than ten years, and has gradually become a custom and is unanimously recognized by everyone.

His home was in Chengde. The comfort in the city took away the hearts of the nobles, but the family property was waiting for inheritance on the grassland.

This is also the characteristic after many years of implementation of Tie Yang Qian.

When he arrived at the grassland, dozens of servants knelt down to salute. Then, under the witness of the steward, the government, and nearby civilians, he inherited the land, cattle and sheep.

"Master, our family has 120,000 acres of grassland, raising 3,000 sheep, 100 cattle, and 50 horses."

The steward proudly introduced to Zhebu: "Twenty-eight servants are grazing, and the cubs are growing very fast, and none of them have been snatched away by wolves."

"How much can you earn from selling wool, cattle and sheep in a year?"

Zhebu smelled the smell of sheep and cow dung, couldn't help frowning, and asked directly.

"Sheep costs one dollar each, and in the autumn they have to be sold for about three hundred. Cows cost five dollars, and they sell about ten of them a year. Horses cost ten dollars, and they sell five or six heads. Wool costs ten cents a pound, and one year.

It can be sold for more than 20,000 kilograms..."

"If you have silage for the winter, not many will die."

The butler spoke carefully and tediously, and finally said a number:

"About five hundred yuan!"

"Excluding the monthly fee for grazing, sir, you can collect four hundred yuan!"

"Four hundred!" Zhebu concentrated and took a breath of cold air.

120,000 acres of grassland. If it were converted into cultivated land, it would be at least a hundred times larger. It should be easy to earn 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a year.

"Does Ziyun Ying know?"

"Master, I don't know!"

"Let me tell you, this is a good pasture, and it can also fertilize the land. The more we plant, the more cattle and sheep we can raise, and the ones we can't eat can be sold to other families to make money!"

Zhebu revealed the new news brought from Beijing, and then showed everyone the purple milk vetch.

Fortunately, this is a kind of grass seed, which can be planted by just scattering it. However, plowing the ground and weeding it is more troublesome.

This is an important step in changing your family’s income!

Zhebu gritted his teeth and cheered himself up.

In addition, he is also planning to purchase some white pigs, which can also be fed with milkvetch and alfalfa.

And the black and white cows produce so much milk, how much milk wine and milk skin can be made?

If this is really done, how many times will the amount be doubled at home?

"By then I will be able to buy a few more houses in the capital!"

He was thinking happily.

…

In Beijing, with the emperor's nod, Yang Tingjian, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, began to transform the capital. To be precise, it was to dredge the capital's population.

That is, expand the east city outward to accommodate more people.
To be continued...