Although there are many tribes on the right wing of Beilu, the big tribes with widespread influence are actually Tumut, Kalashen, Huoluoqi, Yongshaobu, Aoerdusi, etc.
Needless to say, Tumut was the headquarters of Lao Aanda Khan, and Sanniangzi and Zalik each had their own bases.
As long as we can get the support of the remaining large tribes, it will basically be stable. Other small tribes will depend on the trend of the large tribes.
Therefore, the leaders of the Kalashen tribe "gathered" here today, and the very tough Taishi Lin was also present. It is impossible for the three ladies who have been active nearby not to come and join in the fun.
After seeing Da Zhao, all the leaders went to the camp gate to greet Mrs. Zhong Jin and the third wife.
The old King Shunyi's gold seal and military talisman are still "kept" in the hands of Sanniangzi, so she is currently the supreme ruler of the Northern Lu right-wing tribal alliance until the next King Chechen Khan and King Shunyi appear.
Although Imperial Envoy Lin did not need to pay homage to the Third Lady with a grand ceremony like the leaders of Kalashen, he still walked out of the tent and watched the excitement.
I saw the third lady under the big hat wearing a red leather hat with a leather brim, a yellow leather collared double-breasted gown, and an orange tight-sleeved long coat inside.
Compared with the half-arm plain brocade skirt worn by the side wall, the third lady at this time is more graceful and luxurious.
Moreover, her expression was more stern, and she was quietly waiting for the leaders of the Karashen tribe to come forward to pay their respects. Her voice and smile were completely different from those seen in the side wall, and she showed the demeanor of a powerful female queen in the prairie.
Beside her were a group of female knights, and then hundreds of fine cavalry, each holding a long sword, and their horses were all wearing iron pagoda harnesses.
The blade of the long knife shines brightly in the sun, and looks like patches of frost and snow from a distance.
In Beilu, where iron is scarce, this row of noodles is simply gorgeous and has a very powerful aura.
It was only at this moment that Lin Qinqin felt very intuitively that that crazy lady had really transformed from a third wife into a Mrs. Zhongjin Hatun (Mrs.).
But, what should I do if I suddenly want to be mean-mouthed?
The Sanniangzi inside the border wall and the Zhongjin Hatun outside the border wall are simply two different species.
Such a person is actually the largest pro-Han faction in the Northern Han Dynasty. No wonder the imperial court is so tolerant of Sanniangzi. Even Commander Zhang dared to persuade him to "sacrifice his life for the country" if he really couldn't do it.
It was impossible to pray, so Lin Qinchen waited for the leaders of the Kalashen tribe to finish praying, and then went forward to ask the third lady to enter the account.
In Saibei, the status of Sanniang Zi can be compared to that of the vassal king in the mainland. After entering the main tent, she will of course sit in the main seat, which is where Imperial Envoy Lin was sitting just now.
The person standing next to Sanniangzi was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. Ever since they met, this young man had been looking at Commissioner Lin with unkind eyes.
At first, Imperial Commissioner Lin thought this young man was "the queen's little favorite" and was jealous of him.
The general next to him introduced in a low voice that this son was Butashri, the son of Sanniangzi and Lao Ada Khan, and he was also the youngest son of Lao Ada Khan.
The third lady just wanted Butashri to succeed King Shunyi, and then she had a conflict with Anda's eldest grandson, Huang Taiji's eldest son, Zalik, who was already fifty years old.
Lin Tailai suddenly realized this and glared back at Butashri fiercely.
It's obvious that your customs are too open. Your mother is making random noises everywhere. It's not me, Lin, who wants to be your stepfather.
At this time, the 162-pound giant knife customized by Lin Tailai was still placed beside the main seat. Lin Tailai had just carried it in through the gate.
Butashri wanted to stand beside his mother, but the giant knife was in the way, so he shouted a few words.
The official interpreter translated to Lin Tailai from the side: "What he said is, take the knife away."
Third Lady, no, Zhongjin Hatun also noticed the giant sword beside the main seat and asked, "Whose sword is this?"
Qingbandu, the leader of Kalashen Tribe, replied: "The sword is from Lin Qin."
Butashri suddenly sneered a few times and said sarcastically: "I heard my mother tell stories about the Han people. Some cunning Han officials would deliberately make fake swords with powerful shapes, which seemed to be very heavy.
Then they would take fake knives and use them deliberately to make them look extremely vicious, just to scare us, and it has been like this for hundreds of years!"
After finishing speaking, the clever Butashri stretched out his hand casually towards the obstructing giant knife. He must expose this illusion and the hypocritical faces of some people in public!
Huh? Butashri frowned slightly, why didn’t the giant knife move at all?
He immediately continued to exert force with his arms, and after reaching full strength, he barely lifted the giant sword one foot.
Then there was nothing more. At this time, Butashri's arms were completely unsteady.
The physical limit is generally not improved by mental strength. Butashri's hands began to tremble and he was forced to let go.
The giant knife fell out of his hand and hit the ground hard, throwing up some dust.
The vibration even made the dishes on the nearby table jump and jingle for a while.
Damn it! Butashri was shocked and numb. This is actually a real sword?
In those legendary stories, they were all fake knives! Why was it that the knife I encountered was a real one?
Lin Tailai walked over leisurely, patted Butashri on the shoulder, and motioned for him to give way.
Then he steadily lifted the giant sword, returned to the original place in no hurry, and placed the giant sword next to him.
Bai Hutai, who was about to be named the Governor and Tongzhi, breathed a sigh of relief. There were only three people holding swords today, Qinqin Lin, himself, and Butashri.
At least he was able to lift two feet high and last a few more breaths, while Butashri was only one foot tall and the time was shorter than him.
So with Butashri at the bottom, the most embarrassing thing is not Baihutai.
Zhong Jinhatun's bright eyes glanced back and forth between Judao and Lin Tailai several times, and said to Lin Tailai in Chinese:
"How great would it be if you, Grand Master, were the Taiji of our clan and could relieve the Ai family's troubles? I will cut this paragraph off and Tongshi is not allowed to translate it."
The subtext is, if you are a Taiji of your own clan and can fight so well, if we marry you, wouldn't you be the King of Shunyi? What old man would dare to beep again?
The Beibei leaders present could not understand Chinese and had no idea what Zhongjin Hatun said to Lin Qinqi.
Lin Tailai said calmly: "If I were not the leader of the Nine Yuan of the Ming Dynasty, the auspiciousness of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the strongest thug of the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, and the brother-in-law of the Minister of Household Affairs of the Ming Dynasty, would Madam still think that I am tough? Cut this paragraph out
, Tongshi is not allowed to translate.”
Zhongjin Hatun sighed: "There is nothing perfect in this world, and there is no way to achieve both ends. This paragraph should be cut off, and Tongshi is not allowed to translate it."
The shocked Butashri had not yet come back to his senses, and looked blankly at the serious conversation between his mother and Lin Tailai - indeed he could only watch it, but he could not understand it.
Zhongjin Hatun temporarily ended the Chinese conversation with Lin Tailai and said to the leaders of the Kalashen tribe in Hu language: "Master Lin is my friend, you must respect him.
Moreover, Taishi Lin has the final say on when the horse market will open, so you can’t neglect it.”
After listening to Tongshi's translation, Lin Tailai suddenly jumped out, pointed at Lai Sanwu and said, "Madam! He is very disrespectful to me. You have to make the decision for me!"
Zhongjin Hatun: ""
My grand master brother is making a scene, could you please stop causing trouble on purpose?
You look like a successful villain who has found a backer.
Then he looked at Lai Sanwu, one of the most powerful leaders of the Karashen tribe, and saw that this man had a bloody head and was covered in dust. He must have been beaten recently.
Qing Badu was beside him and explained: "Lai Sanwu just talked several times against Imperial Envoy Lin Taishi."
Lin Tailai still looked like a slanderous villain, shouting: "The person he is quarreling with is not me, but the Ming Dynasty court!"
Zhongjin Hatun quickly cut the knot and ordered: "I will punish you with two Sanwu horses, one cow, ten sheep, and fifteen mink skins, and pay the compensation to Master Lin!"
It is also the custom of the northern barbarians to use horses, cattle, sheep and other livestock as compensation. The amount of punishment mentioned by Sanniangzi is considered to be very heavy among the compensation for quarrels.
But Taishi Lin's purpose was obviously not to compensate, so he turned to Lai Sanwu and said proudly:
"Listen up, you Tatar. The Ming Dynasty allowed the market not to fear you, but to give you a reward! It can be given to you, but it can also be taken back!
Believe it or not, I, Master Lin, can keep your Tatar tribe out of the horse market with just one word?"
I have to say that Taishi Lin's current attitude of being a villain after climbing up to the nobles is really annoying.
Lai Sanwu had a bad temper, but he immediately got angry again and shouted:
"You Han people are afraid of us, so you prayed for the market to open! If you don't give us money and things, we can rob them!"
Taishi Lin said angrily: "You bastard Tatar dares to say such arrogant words. I'm sorry you don't have the courage to do it. You only dare to bark here!"
Laisanwu scratched his neck and shouted: "Who dare not do it? Do you think I will be as cowardly as you Han people?
Last year I partnered with Tumen Khan from Chahar and went to Liaodong to rob, so what? It’s just that your Xuanfu side didn’t know the situation!”
Taishi Lin put away his villainous expression and sneered at Zhongjin Hatun and said, "This is what he himself admitted to sabotaging the peace treaty and plundering the border. Madam, it's up to you."
Zhongjin Hatun looked at the rampant Lai Sanwu, his face already as cold as if there were several layers of frost.
This matter is not easy to handle, because in the Beilu's concept, plundering the Ming Dynasty is still not a serious crime.
Even if there is a punishment, it will be like "three drinks as a penalty, and this will not happen next time". If the Ming Dynasty border officials can be fooled, it will be over.
But looking at Taishi Lin's tough attitude today, it is obvious that he will not accept this method of punishment.
Taishi Lin continued to add: "Lai Sanwu's crime was not only to invade the border town of Ming Dynasty, but also to collaborate with you Tatar leftists!
To be continued...