Gui Lichi stood up and thought about it again and again, with mixed feelings. As the king of Khan, it was not a glorious thing to offer a dance in the middle, but in the current situation, what could he do if he didn't dance?
At this moment, Zhu Di suddenly said: "You are missing a weapon?"
Guilichi nodded subconsciously. The dance he is best at, or the most popular sword and horse dance in Mongolia, does require a scimitar.
Zhu Di took off his sword and threw it to Gui Lichi.
"Just make do with it."
Gui Lichi took it in his hand. He was less than ten steps away from Zhu Di at the moment. He flew forward and rushed forward. With the sharp sword in his hand, he might be able to kill the great emperor of tomorrow.
It's really close at hand, within the reach of raising your hand.
But what is waiting for him?
Dividing the corpse with random blades, life is worse than death?
Guilichi couldn't tell, so he could only raise his sword, pretending to be a scimitar, and started to dance... Although he was not a bloodline of the Golden Family, he was the Mongol Khan after all, and he went to dance for the Han emperor.
He always felt that he had lost something, and a strong sense of grief and anger brewed in his chest, so much so that he swung his weapon with extra force. Halfway through the song, there was already sweat on his forehead.
Such a ghost Lichi naturally could not escape Xu Huizu's eyes, and he had already locked onto Guilichi.
If you have any evil intentions, you will be killed immediately.
After waiting until the song was finished, Gui Lichi did not do anything out of the ordinary. On the contrary, he even knelt down.
"My emperor's heavenly kindness and re-created virtues make me burst into tears of gratitude and will be engraved in my heart."
Zhu Di had a smile on his face, "Gui Lichi, I saved you this time and helped you defeat the civil strife. But it's not easy for me to help you take the position of the Tatar Khan. Who would let you do this?
You don't live up to expectations, you can't even control your subordinates, you really let me down!"
Zhu Di scolded him mercilessly, but when Gui Lichi heard this, not only was he not angry, but he was also a little bit happy... It was a relief not to sweat profusely, and it was not embarrassing at all.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Di smiled again and said: "But no matter what, you are the guest I invited, Gui Lichi, are you willing to be a little aggrieved and become the Khan of the Three Guards of Duoyan?"
Gui Lichi didn't react yet and froze on the spot.
Zhu Di stood up, walked up to him, and said with a smile: "That's it, I plan to turn the area north of Daning, west of Jurchen in Liaodong, and close to the Ming Dynasty into the jurisdiction of the Three Guards of Duoyan, and you will be the Khan.
.In the Ming Dynasty, I will make you a loyal and obedient king, hereditary and irreplaceable. I guarantee that your descendants will always be kings, and no one can replace you. I will hand over all the merchants and trade in the grassland to you.
Are you still satisfied?"
Gui Lichi was obviously breathing rapidly. He knew what was going on better than others... Mongolia has always respected strength. A sweat like him, who relied on Arutai for support and was kicked down, was really unbelievable.
What kind of prestige. Even if the Ming Dynasty reluctantly supported him to restore his position, not many people would care about him. It is almost inevitable that he will be kicked down again.
The situation of the Duoyan Three Guards is different. They do not require that King Khan must have the blood of the Golden Family. Previously, the main force of the Duoyan Three Guards was killed by the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di appointed Gui Lichi as the Khan King, and there was not much resistance.
Moreover, Zhu Di also gave him the power to engage in trade and promised that he would be hereditary and his descendants would all be able to serve as the loyal and obedient king.
No matter how you look at it, it is much more comfortable than risking going back to pick up Wala Khan and sitting on a powder keg.
"Your Majesty, I, I, I thank Heaven for your grace!"
This time, Gui Lichi spoke from the bottom of his heart, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and burst into tears of gratitude.
Zhu Di chuckled and said: "Get up, let's continue drinking."
This time Gui Lichi drank to his heart's content. After a few glasses of wine, he actually came out and started dancing without Zhu Di's request.
He danced extremely vigorously, not only dancing, but also singing loudly, and finally knelt down in front of Zhu Di, "Your Majesty has the world in mind and benefits the common people. He should be the Khan of Heaven!"
God Khan!
That was the honorific title of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and Zhu Di felt very sorry for it and coveted it. But after all, he had not drunk much, so he smiled and said: "I know that I am not worthy of being the Khan of Heaven. After all, in terms of merits, I am far inferior."
Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, when it comes to the vast territory, the Ming Dynasty is not as good as the Yuan Dynasty... I am not even inferior to Genghis Khan, how can I dare to be so arrogant? What do I call the Khan of Heaven?"
Zhu Di smiled and said: "But what you said shows your loyalty. I will reward you with the Emperor's Sword. If anyone under my command dares to be dissatisfied, I will chop it down directly. Can you do it?"
"Yes!" Gui Lichi nodded repeatedly. Looking at this Emperor's Sword now, he simply couldn't put it down. Let alone letting him dance, he would be willing to do it even if it was ten thousand times more difficult.
"Your Majesty, Tian En, I bow to the ground!"
Zhu Di always had a faint smile on his face, and there was no surprise at all... After all, Xu Jingchang had already written a solution for him, so what else was there to be proud of?
But to be honest, Xu Jingchang's talent is really great when it comes to dealing with this kind of thing.
For example, Gui Lichi, he is a loser.
Being able to get these is already a huge profit.
Naturally, there are many benefits to arranging such a person between the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia.
It can act as a buffer zone and a beacon.
If any Mongolian tribes planned to invade, he would notify the Ming Dynasty in advance.
Secondly, with their presence, they can continue to digest and absorb the Mongols, allowing them to change their habits, give up nomadic life, and become the labor force needed by the Ming Dynasty.
To put it bluntly, Guilichi is the experimental field and demonstration area of the Ming Dynasty, used to radiate the entire desert.
This is also in line with the strategy of step by step and steady advancement.
First swallow the part close to the Ming Dynasty, and then develop in depth.
After solving Guilichi, only Benya Shili Khan and Taibao Alutai were left. Zhu Di originally planned to solve them together, but he suddenly saw a shocking news from the Di newspaper.
It is expected that Beiping will have a bumper autumn grain harvest, and the government's grain inventory will exceed three million dan!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Zhu Di's first reaction was that he was lying. He was so happy for his success, so he couldn't brag so much!
"Go and call Zhu Gaosui over."
Not long after, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui came. When Zhu Di saw him, he asked with a face-palm: "Who told you to brag?"
Zhu Gaosui was stunned for a while, and couldn't help scratching his head, "Father, I didn't lie!"
"I'm not lying. I have been the King of Yan for twenty years. I don't know how much grain Peiping can produce. In which year did I not rely on transportation from the south? Even if I have the ability to increase some production, self-sufficiency is not enough. How dare I talk about it?
Save food, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
After being scolded by his father, Zhu Gaosui said bitterly: "This is not my business, it belongs to my second brother. The farm he owns is indeed very productive."
Zhu Di still didn't believe it, "You are still deceiving me. I want to see for myself."
Zhu Di always kept his word, so he went directly to Kaipingwei to check the situation.
When Zhu Di came back from looking around, his face immediately darkened, "Go and call Zhu Gaoxu for me."
Not long after, Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu was called over.
As soon as they met, Zhu Di shouted angrily: "Kneel down!"
Zhu Gaoxu was also stunned. After so many years, is it necessary to do this?
In my memory, it was the wrong year name that made Zhu Di so angry. What outrageous things has he done now?
"Why did you lie about the grain yield per mu and deceive the emperor?"
Zhu Gaoxu expressed that he was unjustly accused, "Father, the child did not deceive the emperor... The estimated yield per mu is eight to one stone and two, which is similar to the past few years, or even slightly less."
Zhu Di frowned and said, "Since the grain yield per mu has not increased, how do you get three million shi of grain in stock? Aren't you deceiving the emperor?"
Zhu Gaoxu thought about it for a long time, and then he gradually realized that the yield per mu had not increased, so there could not be more grain. It was a lie to say that there were three million dan in grain!
"That's not right!" Zhu Gaoxu shook his head quickly, "Father, it is true that I did not deceive you. This matter is clearly my father's miscalculation."
"Let go..." Zhu Di said angrily, "Zhu Gaoxu, if you can't explain it clearly to me, I will punish the crime according to the national law!"
Zhu Gaoxu didn't care, "Just say it, it's such a simple thing... slaves can be used on farms in Peiping."
"What about using slaves? Can slaves produce more food?"
"Slaves cannot produce more food, but they can eat less food!" Zhu Gaoxu said plausibly.
"Eat less? What do you mean?" Zhu Di was stunned.
Zhu Gaoxu laughed, his father really didn't have a business mind.
"A slave has no family."
Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that when you use slaves, you don't have to worry about feeding their families, at least for the time being. As long as you can feed one of them, that's it. There are a lot of livestock here in Peiping, with enough cattle and horses. One slave can be matched with one
Plow cattle can cultivate about fifty acres of land."
Zhu Gaoxu patiently settled the accounts for Zhu Di. The ration of a slave was about two dan, and the livestock was three times that of a human... In other words, the output of ten acres of land was enough to feed the cow and one person, and the remaining forty acres could be used.
Take it out and trade it.
Even if we cut it in half, there are still 20 acres of production, and a conservative estimate is 16 shi.
"Father, if you give a family fifty acres of land, how much tax and grain can they pay?"
Zhu Di rolled his eyelids. According to the normal tax of the Ming Dynasty, one acre of land only required five liters and three, and re-rented land only cost eight liters and five, all of which were less than one bushel.
Fifty acres of land cannot yield even five shi of grain.
Because farmers have to support their families and have to bear corvee labor.
Without people there will be trouble.
"I probably understand. If you do this, you will need a lot of land, right? Aren't you afraid it won't be enough?"
Zhu Gaoxu laughed and said: "Father, how can it not be enough? You led the troops to fight this time and severely attacked the Mongolian tribes. Our people have been able to cross the Great Wall to cultivate land, and there is even more land in Liaodong!"
Zhu Di frowned, "Are you saying that I am fighting for you?"
Zhu Gaoxu was shocked and said hurriedly: "Father, this is for the people of the Ming Dynasty... These grain outputs also belong to the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Di frowned, took a deep breath, and suddenly said loudly: "Since it belongs to the Ming Dynasty, tell Benya Shili and Arutai that I will take them to see the granary of the Ming Dynasty!"
