"Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the wind blows the grass, and you can see cattle and sheep."
The vast Fengzhou Beach of the Chile River is rich in water and grass, fat cattle and sheep, and the sky and wild fields meet, making it vast and boundless.
"Drive~Drive~Drive~"
A strong yellow gelding is galloping on the grassland. What a good horse! The eyes are purple, the head is square and round, the body is evenly proportioned, and the four hooves cannot touch the ground when running.
Sitting immediately was a young man in his twenties, with a thin face, electric eyes, dark skin, and extremely energetic.
"Fengzhou Beach, the Fengzhou Beach of the Tumut people! I, Jizit Baoluo, am back!"
The young man roared loudly, used his legs to control the horse and galloped, waving his hands excitedly, galloping, suddenly stopped, dismounted and knelt down, kissing the grassland under him, with tears streaming down his face.
A group of cavalry following behind them also quickly dismounted.
The guard asked: "Master, where are we going?"
The young man stopped crying and said firmly: "Go to Wang Aizhao, where my grandfather's remains are."
This young man’s name is Boljizit Baoluo, and he is the grandson of Tumed Boshuktu Khan. Wang Aizhao was the first temple built by Boshuktu Khan in Ordos, and its full name is Uhagenibada
Gulageqi Temple, commonly known as Wang Aizhao (a homophonic pronunciation of "the king's temple"), was named Guanghui Temple during the Ming Dynasty.
During the era of Boshu Ketu Khan, the territory of the Tumote tribe was very vast. From Ordos to Fengzhoutan, they were all pastures of the tribe. Fan Youxian listened to Liu Dou's suggestion and appointed Baoluo as the deputy general of Guihua City. He and three hundred tribes
They were sent back to Fengzhoutan with the purpose of disrupting the morale of the Mongolian cavalry.
"Da da da", the three hundred riders ran very fast, and soon they saw a solemn temple.
The monk Zhike greeted him with a smile: "Amitabha, are the donors here to offer incense?"
Bao Luo saluted and said, "I want to pay homage to the remains of Boshu Ketu Jinong."
"Boshu Ketu Jinong?"
The monk was stunned. This temple was built by Boshu Ketu Khan. After the death of the Great Khan, his remains were kept in the temple. However, since the death of Boshu Ketu Khan's son Omubu, no one has visited it for several years.
The remains are gone.
"Donor, please wait a moment and allow me to report to my master."
After hearing the news, the master in the temple welcomed him personally. Those who came to pay homage to the remains of the Great Khan were definitely not ordinary people.
This master is over seventy years old. When Boshu Ketu Khan built the temple, he was in the temple and saw Boshu Ketu Khan, Ombu, and other Taijis.
As soon as he saw Bao Bao, the master suddenly lost his consciousness. It looked like him! What a resemblance! The eyebrows and corners of his eyes looked very much like the Great Khan's, and also very much like Prince Ombu! I heard that the Great Khan's grandson Bao Luo became an official of the Qing Dynasty in Xi'an. Could it be that he came back?
Already?
The old master wanted to ask, but did not dare to ask. Ever since Prince Omubu of Tumote was stripped of his title and demoted to a commoner by the Qing Dynasty, no descendants of the Great Khan have come to pay homage for a long time. If he is really the grandson of the Great Khan,
Asking might bring disaster to the temple, so it’s better not to ask.
"Amitabha, donor please!"
The master took Baoluo to the back of the temple and came to a seven-story pagoda. He said meaningfully: "This temple was built by the Great Khan. The monks in the temple are grateful for the kindness of the Great Khan. They have been sweeping every day over the years.
Don’t dare let the pagoda be stained with dust."
After saying that, he put his hands together, gave a gift and left. Baoluo quickly returned the gift.
"Thank you, Master!"
The old master heard nothing and staggered away.
Bao Bao entered the tower and found that every floor was spotlessly clean. I felt so grateful. When I got to the top floor and saw the remains of my grandfather, I could no longer suppress my feelings and tears gushed out like a fountain.
In these years, he had lived a miserable life. Huang Taiji deposed his father, the prince of Omubu, and only gave him four garrison shepherds to support him in his old age. The family, who were accustomed to living a life of fine clothes and fine food, had to become shepherds and herd horses.
The shepherds were short of food and clothing, and were worried all day long about Huang Taiji's eradication. Finally, after Huang Taiji died, he fawned over Dorgon and got a small official position as a garrison shepherd chief. An official in the Qing Dynasty
It's not easy to be a bad person, you need to risk your life to earn military merit. In order to let the family live a better life, I have been close to death many times!
Bitter! It’s so bitter!
"Grandpa, my grandson is here to see you. Don't worry, your grandson will definitely restore our family to its former glory," Bao Luo said with choked sobs.
After being summoned from Wang Ai, the bodyguard asked: "Master, where should we go to recruit troops?"
Bao Luo said: "Our power is too weak. If we rush to recruit troops, we will soon be wiped out by the surrounding tribes such as Darkhan, Siziwang, and Urad."
"But Master, if we don't recruit troops, how can we kill Huihua City?"
Bao Luo suddenly smiled and said, "Follow me to the west."
"To the west? Master, where are you going?"
"Go to Ordos Right Front Banner and meet a man whose wisdom is worth thousands of troops."
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The speed of the galloping horses is always fast, and the group quickly arrived at the front flag of the right wing of Ordos.
The guards saw a yurt, went in and asked, "Where does Sagan Chechen Taiji live?"
"Are you a guest of Taiji?"
An old herdsman heard that Bao Luo was looking for Sagan Chechen, and he led the way enthusiastically. As he walked, he praised: "Tai Ji is a good person. He often gives us herdsmen things and teaches children to read and write."
When they came to several larger yurts, the old herdsman pointed with his hand and said, "This is it."
"Thank you!"
Bao Luo thanked him and couldn't help but secretly praise him. He had heard about it long ago
Sagan Chechen was indifferent to fame and fortune, and he was willing to live in poverty and write books in seclusion on the grassland. Sure enough! He was a dignified person, but he only had a few felt tents.
This Sagun Chechen was an old minister of Boshu Ketu Khan and the eldest son of Huang Taiji, the right-wing front banner of Ordos. After the Qing government took over Guihua and Ordos, he refused to actively cooperate with the Qing government. As a result, Qie Ji
After Huang Taiji's death, the Manchu Qing Dynasty refused to appoint him as the leader of the banner, but instead appointed his younger brother as Zasak.
Sagan Chechen means "smart prince". He was smart since childhood and was named Chechen Hongtaiji at the age of ten. He participated in political affairs at the age of sixteen and became the minister of Boshu Ketu Khan.
After losing his status as Zasak, he took his family and lived in seclusion on the Ordos grasslands, writing books.
When Baoluo entered the account, Sagan Chechen was immersed in writing a book, which was his life's work: "The Origin of Mongolia", which records the history of Mongolia for nearly three hundred years from Genghis Khan to Lin Dan Khan.
"I have long heard that Sagan Chechen is a great talent in the Ordos grassland, and it is true," Bao Luo praised.
Being disturbed from his thoughts, Sagan Chechen was furious. Although he was no longer in power, no one in the territory of the Sagan family had ever dared to be so rude to him! He actually dared to come in uninvited and disturb himself from writing a book.<
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"Who is so bold?"
With a tiger roar, he raised his head and saw a familiar face. This, this, this look very much like the Great Khan and Prince Omubu.
Asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"
Bao Luo shouted: "I am Bao Luo, the grandson of Tumed Boshu Ketu Khan. Now I want to restore the glory of my ancestors, so I come here to seek your help. Sagun Chechen, if you are still a minister of Boshu Ketu Khan, then
Help me; if not, tie me up and take me to the Qing court to receive the reward!"
He said he was being tied up, but his hand was tightly holding the handle of the knife.
"The slave meets the young master", Sagan Chechen knelt on the ground, with tears in his eyes.