Although Ida was very powerful, his nominal status among the Northern Barbarians was actually that of a prince, and the Great Khan, the leader of the Northern Barbarians, was a little prince.

I may be able to overpower the little prince in the military field, but I am always several heads behind the little prince in politics.

That's why Anda is eager to obtain high-level canonization and gold seals from the Ming Dynasty, and then use the Ming Dynasty canonization to improve his political status and obtain treatment that is on par with the little prince.

In any case, the Central Plains has always been the upper reaches of the chain of cultural contempt. The influence of the Ming Dynasty is still there. Obtaining the canonization and recognition of the Ming Dynasty can indeed improve one's status.

And from an economic point of view, being canonized by the Ming Dynasty means having the right to pay tribute, which is something I have been asking for so hard and hard to get.

After Xin Ai Huang Taiji gradually accepted the "facts", Qin Dewei persuaded him earnestly:

"It is not appropriate to publicize this matter. Wait until you become independent from your father before making it official. This will ensure your safety as much as possible!

Then the Ming Dynasty will pay tribute to you and treat you more favorably than the three guards of Wuliangha, and you may become the richest leader on the grassland!"

Thinking of this prospect, Xin Ai Huang Taiji suddenly pressed "Confession" and gritted his teeth and said: "I sign! I sign!"

Again, as a prisoner, there is no room for bargaining. If you want to survive, you can only act according to other people's intentions.

He is not even twenty years old and he still doesn’t want to die!

When discussing with Xin Ai and Huang Taiji, it was already dusk, so Qin Zhongtang left the hall and went home.

When we walked outside the entrance of Wugong Hutong, we actually saw Yan Song's Yi Cong coming from the north.

Ministers like Yan Song who entered the Zhiwuyi Palace could leave the palace through Xi'an Gate, which is located to the north of most official residences.

Qin Zhongtang stopped and waited, and when Mr. Yange came closer, he called out: "Does Mr. Yange have any edicts today?

If you are distracted, I will write a draft of the edict myself, and you can use it directly!"

Yan Song ignored Qin Dewei, refused to even get off the sedan, and continued to leave.

When he returned home and saw his son's miserable state, Yan Song's mood kept rising and falling. Mr. Yan Ge, who was good at forbearing, felt that his anger could no longer be suppressed.

Although Yan Shifan had difficulty moving and could only lie down on the soft couch, his brain had regained clarity after his fever subsided.

He just kept twirling his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Song let out a long sigh, touched Yan Shifan's head and said, "If you are injured, you have to rest. Why bother thinking too much?"

Yan Shifan responded: "Son, I'm thinking, is it wrong for us to place all our bets on the emperor?

Also, do you think Qin Dewei already knew our plot, so he insisted on withdrawing from Zhan Shifu in the East Palace?"

Mr. Yan Ge immediately scolded: "Impossible! How did Qin Dewei learn about the plot that only our father and son knew about?

Furthermore, you gave up the East Palace and placed all your bets on the Emperor, how could you be wrong?"

Yan Shifan said very pessimistically: "Even if you place all your bets on the emperor, you can't bet on Qin Dewei. So is it wrong?"
Chapter completed!