The summer in the paddock is as cold as spring has not left yet.
There was even a bit of chill in the morning.
As the morning light faded, Princess Nghe An woke up. She put on her Mongolian robe, combed her hair, walked out of her felt bag and started milking.
As the princess of the Heqin Grassland, Princess Ngee An was a woman in her twenties, a hard-working woman in turbulent times. The daughter of a small landowner in the border area was supposed to have a stable and prosperous life, but war and famine eventually destroyed her family.
She was snatched away by various warriors who couldn't tell who was a soldier and who was a bandit, and was moved around. Finally, she was rescued by Emperor Shaotian's Guangfu Wangshi. Because she had read books and looked good, she entered the palace and became a female official.
Later, the emperor recruited people in the palace who were willing to go to the grassland to get married, and she signed up.
It’s not that she had any ambitions to be a great Khan or a prince’s wife, it was just that she had read about Zhaojun’s Departure from the Fortress and the story of Princess Wencheng before, and knew that the emperor sent people and relatives to the grassland for the sake of stability in the north. She applied for the job and actually did it.
This is to repay the emperor's kindness.
If there was no emperor, perhaps she would have become a handful of withered ashes on the roadside.
The emperor personally summoned her, chatted for a long time, and explained the situation to her, including the unfamiliar Mongolian grasslands, unfamiliar Mongolian customs, and even the traditional Mongolian step-marriage system, etc. She might not be used to the yurts there, or the food there.
Even in the future, it will be difficult to accept the custom of being adopted by a concubine after her husband dies.
The emperor asked her to think carefully, and she could change her mind if she hesitated even a little bit. If she wanted to leave the palace, the emperor could arrange a blind date for her with an officer in the imperial camp, or give her a settlement allowance and let her be free.
At that time, Ngai An firmly told the emperor that she was completely voluntary and had thought clearly about it.
She is willing to go to Mongolia to get married, and is willing to contribute to the emperor's efforts to pacify the north. She can adapt and do what she should do.
These words surprised the emperor, but he was also very moved.
In the end, she was adopted as an adopted daughter, named Princess Ngee An, and married to Sunit leader Teng Jisi, becoming Princess Sunit.
Princess Nghe An is now just like an ordinary herdsman woman. She came to the grassland not to be a pampered princess, but to learn little by little, from milking cows to collecting cow dung, fetching water and spinning wool, making milk tea and even riding horses.
Learn everything.
The sheep had accumulated a lot of milk after sleeping all night. Princess Ngee An was able to control the sheep very skillfully and milk them quickly.
There was no trace of unfamiliarity in the whole process.
After milking the goats and milking the cows, after milking the cows and milking the horses, and after milking the horses and milking the camels, she and a group of women were busy for half a morning.
On the grassland, as long as the female animal gets pregnant immediately after giving birth, it can guarantee milk production for ten months a year. After leaving enough milk for the pups, it can still squeeze out a lot.
After milking, it was just bright.
Fresh milk paired with a handful of golden fried rice, a slightly salty breakfast can start a new day.
Nghe An planned to give the emperor's adoptive father a bowl of authentic grassland Wo** for breakfast. Wo** is the traditional handmade yogurt of grassland herdsmen.
Grassland people mainly eat milk and meat, and can use milk to make a variety of delicacies.
The authentic nest is very particular. It must have freshly squeezed milk and a special clay jar to restore the original taste of milk using the simplest traditional method.
After filling the milk bucket, you need to start pounding the milk. A pot of nest milk requires at least tens of thousands of poundings in the bucket with a wooden pestle, and the fermentation is more fully carried out in the constant tossing, and then combined with the Mongolian
Due to the unique temperature difference between day and night on the grassland, just one day and one night, when you open the lid again, the milk will be full of milky and fragrant cream. Scoop out the cream, and the remaining yogurt will be cooked at high temperature.
It has become that tempting bowl of nest**.
Of course, if you add fresh milk to the yogurt water after separating the cream and boil it dry, you can get milk residue with sour and sweet taste. If you dry the milk residue in the sun, you can make milk residue candy, or you can eat it directly.
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The nest is not yet cooked, it is a bit thick, and the milky white is attractive. Add some fried rice, add some sugar, it is sour and sweet, and it has the crispness of the fried rice and the mellowness of the milk.
It can not only satisfy hunger and thirst, but also relieve fatigue.
Princess Ngee An opened the milk bucket that she had whipped yesterday. The milk inside was already covered with a layer of cream.
She skillfully scooped up the butter, then cooked the fermented yogurt into an attractive nest, added fried rice and sugar, and a bowl of warm and fragrant authentic nest was created.
Carrying the nest gun to the emperor's imperial tent.
After careful inspection by the guards, the young guards had heard the story of Princess Nghe An to some extent. Ming Dynasty newspapers even compared it to Zhaojun leaving the fortress and Wencheng entering Tibet. Everyone saluted her and paid tribute to her.
Come to the emperor's tent.
The emperor had already gotten up and was reading the memorial sent.
It was a bit cold in the morning, and there was a stove in the tent.
The Emperor of Heaven canonizes Princess Anu of the Chechen Khan of Ozhilut Khanate. This desert Mongolian Zhaoyi is making milk tea.
Knock off a piece of black tea brick from Hunan, mash it in a stone mortar, then put it in a Mongolian brass nest and boil it with dried cow dung, and then pour in the fresh milk that was just boiled in the morning.
Dried cow dung burns in the stove, emitting a scent of vegetation.
As the temperature of the pot rises, the fresh milk collides with the Anhua black tea that has been roasted and pressed by autoclaving. With the stirring of Anu, the sweetness of the milk and the glycol of the Anhua black tea bricks create a wonderful fusion.
"Your Majesty, please come to Wanwo** to fill your stomach first. This is made by my daughter."
Ngee An brought the still warm croquettes to the emperor on the table. In addition to the croquettes, there were also candies with milk residue on the tray.
Anu smiled and said, "Wow, is this made by the princess herself? It smells good and looks good, but I really can't tell."
Yi'an said, "The milk tea made by Zhaoyi is also delicious."
"That's good tea. This is Anhua's old tea. The older it is, the more fragrant it is. This tea is a treasure. A pound of ordinary tea bricks on the grassland is worth a sheep, and ten pounds is worth a cow. But for such a treasure, a brick of tea can cost
I can trade a horse for a horse."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhu Yihai put down the memorial in his hand and looked at Princess Anyi. She had changed a lot.
It's a bit darker and has two red cheeks, but it seems to be stronger.
In fact, she had only been in the palace for a little more than a year, and the two of them had not even had a few contacts at that time.
"Sit down, I have been busy these days. I invited you and the women who married into the grassland to have a meal that day, but I didn't have the chance to talk to everyone in detail.
are you OK?"
After hearing this simple sentence, the princess suddenly felt wet in her eyes, her throat was tight, and her nose was sore. She left the Central Plains, left the palace, and came to the grassland. The journey was uneasy. On the grassland, it became the continuation of Teng Jisi's thoughts. Facing the
A bearded and rough old man who smells like cattle and sheep is also very unaccustomed to him.
She had experienced worse before, she remembered her mission, and was polite and even a little gentle to Teng Jisi.
She put on the clothes of a Mongolian woman the next day and began to learn to be a Mongolian woman. Although the emperor brought her a lot of dowry, including maids and wives, as well as all kinds of clothes and makeup, she still tried hard to follow the local customs.
, she always behaved well in front of others and could not lose the face of Ming Dynasty.
But secretly, I couldn't sleep many nights, and my pillow was wet with tears. I just started eating the food on the grassland, and sometimes I even felt nauseated and vomited, but I gritted my teeth and persevered.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. My daughter is doing well. She is already three months pregnant."
Zhu Yihai heard this and said, "This is a good thing. You should pay more attention to rest." Yi'an had been pregnant with a child before, but she failed to give birth. The war was chaotic, and she was robbed here and there. Her life was precarious, and the child in her belly could not be saved.
"Teng Jisi is dead. I will send someone to take you back to Beijing."
Because Tengjisi was demoted to Huitai Ji and deprived of his position as the leader of Sunit, he was unwilling to be placed under house arrest by the emperor. He secretly planned to lead his troops to move north with his brother Tengjite. When the incident was revealed, the emperor directly executed Tengji.
Miss you brothers.
They also executed some Sunit princes, including Tengji Sizi, the left-wing Hutai Jibatu, who was also executed.
The right-wing Sosai was not involved and was not implicated.
Today, the emperor still has Sosai as the governor of the left wing, with the title of Nuoyan, and the title of Duke of the county. His son Shahidai is the governor of the right wing, with the title of Noyan, and the title of Duke of the country.
Teng Jisi finally walked out of a path of no return, and also implicated his brother, nephew and others.
This also made Princess Ngee An a widow.
"According to Mongolian customs, if a father dies, his stepmother will take his wife, and if a brother dies, he will marry his wife." The princess said calmly.
Zhu Yihai shook his head.
The step marriage system of the Mongols has always been a tradition among the steppe tribes. The heir of a family will inherit all the property of his father and eldest brother, including other concubines except his mother.
In China, this kind of thing is strictly prohibited.
After all, the Central Plains attaches great importance to etiquette and ethics, pays attention to the order of elders and younger ones, and pays attention to internal ethics.
On the grassland, women are actually regarded as family assets, so when they enter the family, they are the property of the family. When the father dies, the son takes all the other concubines who are not his biological mother. If the eldest brother dies, it is the brother.
Inheritance means that a brother inherits all the women of his elder brother.
This woman can no longer leave the family. If other foreigners want to take advantage of this woman, they are absolutely not allowed.
Not only the nomadic tribes on the grasslands, but also the fishing and hunting tribes of the Northeast and even the Yi of the Southwest also have this tradition. In the final analysis, women are regarded as the property of the clan.
When the Mongols established the Yuan Dynasty, conquered the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty, and ruled the Central Plains, they specifically stipulated that if the Han people dared to have a brother take his sister-in-law, or a son take a concubine's mother, which was not his custom, he would be punished.
This was also the case when the Jurchens were outside the Pass, but after they captured Liaodong, Huang Taiji issued an edict that it was forever forbidden to marry stepmothers, aunts and uncles, brothers and nephews.
But Dorgon married his nephew Hauge's wife as usual, and there were many such things.
But the Han people can't do it. This is an absolute no-no.
"I can issue a decree to ban stepmarriage in Mongolia."
However, Yi'an said calmly, "Mongolia's step marriage system is an old custom with hundreds of years of history. It is impossible to just ban it. My daughter suggested that my father should not interfere with this custom. As for my daughter, since Shahidai, the son of Sosai, has
Sunit's right wing, then it is better to follow their tradition and ask Shahidah to marry his stepdaughter."
"Even if I don't ban stepmarriage in Mongolia, you can go back to Beijing if you want. In the future, whether you choose another husband or anything else, it's all done voluntarily. There's no need to feel wronged."
"My daughter has been coming to the grassland for a long time, and has gradually become accustomed to it. She even thinks that the grassland is very beautiful and good. My daughter is willing to stay in the grassland."
Anu cooked the milk tea and poured a cup each for the emperor and Yi'an.
"Your Majesty, the princess is right. Each tribe has its own customs and traditions, so why interfere with it? Since the princess is willing to marry Shahidai again, it is better to follow her advice and make Shahidai marry the princess and confer him the title of Commander-in-Chief Prince Consort.
Wouldn't this be more conducive to keeping Sunit loyal to the court and to His Majesty?
The rebellion of the Tengjisi brothers has just happened in Sunit, so we need to comfort him more."
Zhu Yihai looked directly at Yi'an, "I still want to say, there is no need for you to wrong yourself."
"My daughter doesn't feel wronged. She did it voluntarily. I like the grassland and don't want to leave it."
"Okay then, I will summon Shahidai later and you can meet me too."
The milk tea is very fragrant.
The nest is very sweet.
The emperor looked at Princess Ngai An and felt a little bitter in his heart.