The north in the early spring seems to be particularly prosperous because of the heavy snow last year. The originally dry Shuntianfu, Xuanfu and other places are surprisingly green.

For the Han people, the heavy snow heralds a good harvest.

As for the tribes on the grassland, the heavy snow south of the Great Wall is a blizzard, or a white disaster, when it reaches them.

In severe cases, countless livestock were frozen to death, causing the tribe to go bankrupt and hovering on the verge of extinction.

It is precisely because of this that in order to survive and survive, the grassland tribes had to go south to plunder, thus developing the idea of ​​plundering.

Even if the Great Wall is unattainable and the Han soldiers are brave and invincible, but in the face of survival, everything can be tried.

However, the snowstorm in Shaowu five years ago was not as severe as expected for the Chahar tribe.

Although the herdsmen looked disheveled and felt sorry for the slaughtered livestock, they were a little more calm and hopeful.

Because Chahanhot City has the opportunity to trade with Ming people.

The heavy snow had just melted, and a large number of herdsmen flocked here with countless wool and furs, preparing to exchange for food and survive the famine of hunger and cold.

The shops in Chahanhot did not sit on the ground to raise prices, or they did not dare to raise prices, and still purchased wool at the prices of previous years.

In just half a month, the food delivered exceeded [-] shi, covering most of the Chahar tribe.

Although the lamas claimed that it was a gift from the father, they did not hesitate to praise Daming's kindness.

The newly built Fusong Temple is of a grand scale. It took hundreds of craftsmen and tens of thousands of herdsmen half a year to complete it, costing more than 50,000 yuan in money and food.

There are more than 200 large and small halls, covering an area of ​​more than [-] acres, with a large scale and more than [-] monks. It is the first temple in Chahar, second only to Dazhao Temple in Hohhot.

In order to celebrate its establishment, the emperor personally wrote "Fusong Temple" as its plaque.

The Lifan Academy sent skilled craftsmen to carve a huge Buddha statue that was more than ten feet high and weighed several thousand catties half a year in advance, which demonstrated the court's good intentions.

Therefore, Fusong Temple is also known as Stone Buddha Temple, which is worshiped by herdsmen and has a prosperous incense.

"Respected Zen master!" The newly-promoted king of Beihai County, Budari Khan, who was honored by the herdsmen, knelt down in front of the Buddha statue devoutly and prayed earnestly, dressed in brocade clothes and gold and silver.

After the event, he bowed to Tenzin Gyatso, a disciple of Lama Dalai, who presided over the nearby temple, and asked respectfully:
"There will be guests coming today. For Chahar, I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Tenzin Gyatso, the resident abbot of the Chahar tribe, was recognized by the emperor as the leader of the Yellow Sect of the entire Chahar tribe. Hearing this, he muttered:
"As long as you cultivate merits and virtues diligently, good luck will always be with you. You should have a sense of proportion in your heart!"

"Thank you Zen master for your advice."

Budari could only bow his head in disappointment and thank him, then turned and left, while the servants on the side donated 50 yuan silver dollars directly.

"Host—" The monk on the side came over, clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly:

"It was Chechen Khan who sent people here, and I heard that they brought the opinions of Khalkha Mongolia..."

"En!" Tenzin Gyatso watched his back disappear, and then sat on the futon, turning the beads:
"I hope that Budari Khan will not go to the devil's side and ruin his own merits."

After saying this, he raised his head: "Tell the news to the imperial court."

The foundation of Fusong Temple in Chahar is the worship of the herdsmen, and the support of the imperial court. The temple can be clearly seen from top to bottom, and both are indispensable.

Before leaving Beijing, his teacher taught by example.

With the blessing of Xinyang, no one can face the monk's question and can only answer truthfully.

In a blink of an eye, Jin Zeming got the news: "Chechen Khan, what exactly is Khalkha Mongol going to do?"

Budari came outside the temple and met the envoys of Chechen Khan in a slightly remote pasture.

It's polite to come here, I just want to buy food.

The word "borrow" is equivalent to snatching on the grassland, and it is an offending word.

"How many stones do you need?" Budari asked casually.

"One hundred thousand stones—"

"Nonsense—" Budari immediately shook his face and scolded, "Do you know how big a sum this is? Do you have so many cattle and sheep to exchange?"

"Is wool okay?" The envoy said calmly, "We have a lot of wool, enough to exchange for food."

"Hmph!" Budari snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "This is the right of our Chahar Department, and you cannot enjoy it."

"Furthermore, you Khalkha Mongols and the Manchus are flirting with each other. Who knows if you will sell so much grain to them this time?"

"If a wise person finds out about this, hehe—"

There is a saying that Budari didn't say explicitly, but he understood it in his heart.

The supply of food in the city is not unlimited. It is because his brother-in-law is looking at Hal’s pity, so he supplies food to alleviate the plight of the herdsmen. There is a limited amount.

After all, if too many cattle and sheep are slaughtered, it will affect the autumn harvest and the tribe will be in chaos.

And if someone finds out that it is resold to make a profit, or even become a rival, that's fine, and the future may be gloomy.

Even if he has a brother-in-law, the emperor, it's not safe.

"No, does Chechen Khan have something to do?"

Budari guessed, he always felt that the envoy came too abruptly.

After rejecting the deal, Budari felt that something was wrong with Khalkha Mongolia, and thought of going to Beijing to meet his brother-in-law.

"I heard that Qiqige is pregnant, and I will have a nephew, but I haven't seen my brother-in-law. This is not acceptable."

Budari thought about it again and again, thinking that a trip to Beijing might be able to get some rewards or something.

No matter how big Chahanhot is, it can't compare to Beijing City. Who doesn't want to see the scene of Ming people in the south.

So, with a letter of request, he arrived at Yuquan Mountain easily.

Zhu Yixi still looked forward to the meeting with the uncle, not to mention that he also took into account his political attributes, the king of Beihai County.

Especially for Da Ming's great helper in Chahar, if it is not necessary, he will never take it down easily.

When Qiqige learned that her brother was coming, she almost jumped out of joy. The novelty of coming to Beijing had long since dissipated, and she could only be depressed.

In fact, the emperor took care of her and built a horse farm for her, but it was difficult to relieve the pain of homesickness.

However, Zhu Yixi was quite excited about meeting Budari this time.

It is the living signboard of Ming Dynasty in Mongolia.

"Now that Suiyuan and Chahar have initially established their rule, I, the emperor, have to make an appearance. I have to see each other from time to time."

Zhu Yixi suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to build a palace on the grassland, meet with those Mongolian nobles, and build Ming Dynasty together.

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