When Tuluer came to Datong again with Azig's head, Zhu Cixiang did not hesitate, ignored the persuasion of Wei Jin and other supervisors, and directly led 50,000 Chinese troops out of the Great Wall to kill
The wilderness fifty miles north of Hukou.
A total of more than 100,000 horses from both armies will ally here.
Seeing that the Ming army was well-organized and powerful, facing 50,000 cavalry and showing no fear at all, Bu Shutu knew that he had made the right choice.
The Ming army was so powerful, and with the tens of thousands of people under his Tumote tribe, if they really entered Datong to plunder, they would probably be blocked in the Great Wall and never return.
Therefore, when he brought all his children, grandchildren and leaders to Zhu Cixiang, they were extremely respectful, and they all knelt down and bowed.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, may you live forever in heaven. From now on, our Tumote tribe is willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty and will never betray you. If you violate this oath, you will be like such a bull!"
After Bu Shitu finished speaking, Tuluer personally raised his knife and chopped off the head of a prepared cow next to him.
Then he took two more bowls of cow blood and handed them to Zhu Cihong with both hands. He held another bowl and bowed again: "Your Majesty the Emperor, in order to show the sincerity of our Tumut tribe's submission, our Tumut tribe is willing to offer our tribe's
The most beautiful woman among them, my daughter Randall, as well as 20,000 war horses, 10,000 cattle and sheep, and 20,000 pieces of leather!"
"Haha, okay! Please get up quickly!"
Zhu Cixiang glanced at the Mongolian girl next to him, and his eyes lit up. It obviously exceeded his expectations, and he quickly helped Bu Shitu up and laughed.
Then they both drank up the cow's blood in the bowl at the same time.
Ran Duo'er's bright eyes never looked away since she met Zhu Cixiang, making Zhu Cixiang a little embarrassed.
Ran Duo'er saw him drinking up the bowl of raw cow blood without even frowning, and couldn't help but nodded in her heart.
Bu Shitu and the other leaders were also very fond of him, and they all felt that this little emperor was special.
Zhu Cixi had eaten rice bran, not to mention a mere bowl of cow blood, so he would not be looked down upon by these Mongolians.
Next, we have to follow the traditions of the Han people!
A eunuch unfolded the imperial edict and read it out.
There are three imperial edicts in total. The first one is to confer Tulole as the fifth king of Shunyi, and to reward him with 200,000 stones of grain, 20,000 jins of salt, 20,000 bricks of tea, ironware, gold, silver, cloth, and satin!
Obviously Zhu Cixiang was not a stingy person. The other party doubled the price of leather for war horses, cattle and sheep, and he also doubled the price of grain, salt, tea, and ironware.
As for the gold and silver cloth and satin, just think of it as Na Landuo'er's betrothal gift. After all, this Mongolian girl is quite beautiful.
From now on, the transactions between the two parties will also be one-time collective transactions, once a month.
The second imperial edict was, of course, to confer Lan Duo'er as the imperial concubine, and the third was to confer Bu Shi Tu as the head of the country and move to the capital to live in retirement.
This was not because Zhu Cihong wanted to detain him, but because he himself requested that his eldest son Tulole be canonized as the fifth king of Shunyi. Obviously, he knew that he had limited time and wanted to pave the way for his son.
Zhu Cixi could only scold him secretly as an old fox, otherwise the King of Shunyi would be over when he came to him, and there would be no fifth generation.
His original plan was that as soon as the old man died, he would bring Tulole to the capital to enjoy his blessings, and then lavishly ennoble other descendants and leaders.
But he didn't expect that Bu Shitu would do this, so he had no choice but to make him the head of the country and take him to the capital.
As for the Tumut Department being able to slowly divide up in the future, with the little princess Randuoer in hand, there will be plenty of reasons to intervene in the affairs of the Tumut Department in the future.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
After the three imperial edicts were read out, Bu Tutu took his son and daughter and shouted like the Han people.
The 50,000 Mongolians behind him clenched their fists on their chests and knelt on one knee.
"Tulole, from now on you will be the leader of the Tumote tribe. You must take good care of your brothers and nephews, and treat your clan members well. Remember, you must firmly control the monthly transactions in your own hands. You must not
Do you know how to let other leaders intervene?"
"Abba, I have written it all down, you and Duo'er need to take care of yourself!"
Turole said with a look of reluctance, but he was very excited in his heart.
"Alas! Once I leave, I'm afraid I will never come back, and my sister may not be able to come back either. Turole, please remember what I said. The Tumote Department will count on you from now on...
"
Bu Shitu sighed. Although he was worried about Tulole's ability, he had nothing to do.
Because he had no other choice, the other sons were even more miserable than Tulole.
Fortunately, now that he has been canonized as King of Shunyi by the Ming Dynasty, and Duo'er has become the emperor's concubine, as long as the trade with the Ming Dynasty is firmly in hand, the other sons and the leaders will not dare to act recklessly.
This is also the reason why Bu Shitu chose to submit to the Ming Dynasty, because only with the help of the Ming Dynasty could Tulole subdue other leaders and brothers.
However, the Qing Dynasty would only do everything possible to make the Tumote department fall apart. So Azig's visit this time clearly had bad intentions.
Then there was a carnival. The Mongolians brought out a lot of mutton, and the Han people brought out drinks.
The two parties spent the night singing and dancing, and then went home the next day.
Turole returned to naturalize with a large amount of food supplies.
Zhu Cixiang also returned to Datong with a large amount of cattle, sheep, and horse leather.
Accompanying them were Bu Shitu and Landuo'er, as well as five thousand Mongolian cavalry. These five thousand Mongolian cavalry were requested by Zhu Cixiang. The condition was that they would trade with each other once a month and only trade with people from the Turl faction.
Otherwise, no matter how troublesome it is, he will never agree to engage in such a transaction. Instead, he will open a market and trade with all Tumut tribes.
"What, you want to ride a horse?"
In the large and luxurious carriage, Zhu Cixi looked at Ran Duoer, who was twisting around from time to time, and said with a smile.
"I don't want to!" Randall was so frightened that she quickly shook her head and waved her hands.
"Oh? Why don't you want to?"
"Abba said that from now on, I can no longer ride horses, shoot arrows and play with knives. I must read more books..."
Randall said softly, lowered her head after speaking, and kept curling her braids with her fingers.
"Do you know our Chinese characters?" Zhu Cixiang was a little amused and a little surprised by her appearance.
"Well, I know some, but I don't know how to write..."
Ran Duo'er nodded, and then seemed to have plucked up a lot of courage. She looked up at Zhu Cixiang and asked with some anxiety: "Am I going to have to stay in the big house from now on and not allowed to go anywhere? I'm not allowed to do anything.
?I’ve been waiting for you to come and sleep with me all day?”
"Ha ha!"
Zhu Cixiang was also amused by her expectant and frightened expression, and quickly waved his hand and said: "No problem, although you can't go out usually, the house is very big, and if you like, you can occasionally ride a horse.
You can do archery or even play with knives, but you also have to learn the etiquette and culture of our Han people."
"Really? Can you really shoot an arrow while riding a horse?"
Randall was so excited that she grabbed Zhu Cixiang's arm and completely forgot about her father's instructions.
"Of course it's true. Do you understand Jun Wuxiyan? In other words, the emperor never lies!" Zhu Cixiang said seriously. He was used to the submissiveness of Chinese women, so he became interested in this kind of silly sweetness.
"Well, I know this, then...can I hunt?" Randall nodded quickly, and then asked carefully.
"Well, you can have this too, and I'll go fight with you then!"
Zhu Cixiang didn't want to really keep her in a cage, otherwise she would lose her vitality and lose her flavor.
Of course, the main reason is that Lan Duo'er is pretty good-looking. Although her figure and skin are not as good as those of Han beauties, she is still passable. She is not like other Mongolian women who have a slim waist and dry skin.
Otherwise, let alone go hunting with him on horseback and archery, if you don't let him see you, you will really be locked up until death. As for sleeping, you won't even think about it.
Originally, his requirements were very low, but now he is driving lower and higher, and his mood is naturally very good.
"You are the best emperor, long live my emperor!"
Randall knelt down excitedly and worshiped incoherently. There was no longer any fear or worry in her eyes, but she was full of expectation.
"Ha ha!"
Zhu Cixiang pulled her up, held her in his arms and laughed.
My heart felt very happy.
This time, I only wanted to solve the problem of Datong in Xuanfu. Who would have thought that the Tumote tribe would also be subdued, and the big problem of insufficient war horses and cattle would be solved.
Two days later, the army returned to Datong.
Looking at the splendid palace of the Dai Dynasty, Bu Shitu and his daughter were dumbfounded.
They all opened their mouths like country bumpkins coming to town.
Bu Shitu was doing better, but Randuoer looked at the main hall and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, is this the palace? This house is really big and high. Are we going to live here from now on?"
"I'm just staying here temporarily. This is just a palace, not a palace. The palace is in Beijing, thousands of miles away from here." Zhu Cixiang explained with a smile.
"What, this...is this just the palace? Where the prince lives? Then...how big does the palace in the capital have to be? How big does the capital have to be?"
Randall looked around and exclaimed again.
"It's at least ten times bigger than this palace. You'll know when the time comes." Zhu Cihong waved his hand.
"hiss!"
Both father and daughter took a breath when they heard this. It was obvious that Zhu Cixiang's description had exceeded their imagination.
In fact, compared to other Mongolians, the father and daughter are considered to be knowledgeable people.
After all, the Tumut tribe built a naturalized city and usually lived in a house.
But Guihua City was not even as good as a county town in the Ming Dynasty. It was all low-rise adobe houses. It was occupied by Lin Dan Khan, and Bu Shitu even dreamed of taking it back.
"Your Majesty, can I take a look around?"
Ran Duo'er looked at Zhu Cixi expectantly, and then looked at her father carefully.
"Let's go, I'll take you to visit!"
Zhu Cixi grabbed her hand and walked towards the palace.
Bu Shitu hurriedly followed, and seeing that the little emperor treated his daughter well, he finally let go of the stone in his heart.
After walking around, the father and daughter almost turned to stone. They both wished they could live here for the rest of their lives.
When a sumptuous dinner table was prepared, the father and daughter exclaimed at the same time.
"This...this, is this all food?"
"Well, come on, everyone, sit down. We won't talk about the common etiquette today." Zhu Cixiang smiled and asked the father and daughter to sit down.
I wasn't surprised that they would react this way.
In this era, anyone who comes to the Ming Dynasty has to be like a country bumpkin coming to the city, not enough eyes to see and not enough mouth to eat.
After those European missionaries came to Ming Dynasty, they were not reluctant to leave for decades.