Emperor Ming Dynasty

When Budari Khan came to Beijing, he was highly respected along the way. There were countless luxurious cars, fine wines, and delicacies.

The states and counties along the way took care of these hundreds of cavalry in every possible way.

Although in Chahanhot, money can buy everything, but where has he seen such precious things enshrined in the royal family?

The porcelain bowls used for eating are exquisite and clear, the ivory chopsticks, and delicacies are all top-notch in the world, and you can't enjoy them if you don't have a certain status.

Budari was satisfied, but at the same time greedy.

If he occupies this Han land, these things are all his.

However, when he looked up, the sturdy cavalry guarding him made him shrink back.

Not to mention, even in the Chahar Department, he, the Great Khan, relied more on the title of Beihai County King conferred by his brother-in-law.

The real Chahar Khan, although only seven or eight years old, is the real heir.

"Hey!" Sighing, Budari immediately returned to reality, and then became excited again:

"The emperor is my brother-in-law, and I can enjoy these things without fighting."

In fact, corrupting the Mongolian nobles was something that the Manchus often did in history. Between countries, economic accounts cannot be carefully calculated.

Historically, although the Manchus and the Horqin Tribe married, they never alienated other Mongolian tribes. There were more than [-] canonized Taiji, Beizi, Baylor, county kings, and princes.

And they are different from the Ming Dynasty. The annual salaries, rewards, and incense from the temples of these titles will be sent far to the Mongolian grasslands and handed over to these nobles.

It is roughly estimated that for Mongolia's wooing, there are more than one million taels of silver every year, and the Mongolian nobles only need to be loyal.

This is why the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not build the Great Wall for 300 years. He gave the money for building the Great Wall to the Mongolian nobles.

As for the policy towards Mongolia, Zhu Yixi is not ready to follow suit completely.

Without him, a large number of rewards, just like the corruption of officials, made the appetite of the Mongolian nobles grow.

Historically, in the late Qing Dynasty, it was not so much the Qing Dynasty and the nobles who controlled Mongolia, as it was Shanxi merchants who controlled Mongolia.

Because the group of aristocrats who were fed up with their appetites kept selling everything in order to maintain their high consumption.

Slaves, grasslands, cattle and sheep, and even the right to collect taxes were all sold.

Shanxi merchants became the big landlords of Monan Mongolia, the real emperor, and the tribes of Monan became economic colonies.

In terms of riding and shooting, the Mongols are indeed good and bad, even better than the Manchus. This is their housekeeping skill.

But the world has changed, firearms began to dominate the world, the ferocious Golden Horde disappeared, and the Russians began to conquer Siberia with firearms.

The Manchu Qing did not see this, and still looked at it with the old eyes, and implemented a policy of weakening Mongolia, but the traversers understood that Mongolia was nothing to worry about, and only the Russians were the future enemies.

Therefore, the strategy of integrating Han and Mongolia and taking the Mongolians as the vanguard came into being.

In the heart of the Ming emperor, a set of conquest strategies that use force to fight has long been formed:
To conquer the Siberian Plateau, Central and Western Asia, you need horsemen and archers like Mongolia; to conquer Southeast Asia, you have to mobilize the Yi people from Yunnan and Guizhou, who are suitable for tropical rainforests.

After winning the Indochina Peninsula, they are forming an indigenous army to conquer the archipelago across the sea.

The Southeast Asian archipelago is not a joke. Malaria alone is enough to halve the combat effectiveness. On the undeveloped archipelago, no matter how hard you try, there is not much success.

Without the group of native soldiers, they would not be able to defend if they were defeated.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, Budali, your loyal servant, is here to see—"

Respectfully touching his chest and knelt down, Budari did not hesitate.

His younger sister, Qiqige, stood beside her with a big belly and tears in her eyes.

"You and my family, why do you need to be so polite?"

Zhu Yixi stood up and looked at Budari, who was half a head shorter than himself and had thick limbs.

He has a natural Mongolian appearance, with a big round face, a slightly sunken nose, a red and black face, two bow legs, and a pair of slender big hands.

Although he is only in his twenties, two or three years younger than himself, his appearance is in his thirties.

The Mongolian Plateau is really bitter.

Thinking of the Manchu dynasty forcing their clan daughter to marry Mongolia, it was really a torture. Few lived long, and countless withered.

In the mid-term, the emperor and the emperors were reluctant, and most of them built mansions in the capital to resettle them.

It's not okay to have my daughter doing this kind of thing.

Budari was chattering again, and Qiqige acted as an interpreter.

"Dear Emperor, without you, our Chahar Department would not be where it is today—"

Budari talked about the preciousness of grain this spring, and the Chahar Department has thus preserved its vitality, and its strength has risen to a certain extent.

However, after hesitating for a while, he still expressed the thoughts of the Chechen Ministry.

"Buy food?"

Zhu Yixi muttered, and the smile on his face suddenly subsided:
"Last year's white disaster, was it serious?"

"It's really serious." Budari said respectfully, "It's almost a once-in-a-ten-year catastrophe, and the vitality of ordinary tribes is severely damaged."

"Once in ten years?" The emperor frowned, and said immediately: "For the Chechen tribe, they are one of the three major tribes in Mobei Mongolia. No matter how severe the white disaster is, it will not do much harm to them."

"You mean?" Qiqige asked suspiciously.

"Taking this opportunity, the three major ministries will instead expand their strength and annex those affected tribes, and their strength will increase greatly."

Zhu Yixi turned around, took off his coat, and said in a deep voice: "No matter how bad it is, there are Buryat Mongolia in the farther north. Looting them can feed the people."

"This time, I'm afraid I want to show my kindness to me through your brother!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to see that Budari was panicked, and even looked at himself expectantly.

Obviously, Qiqige did not translate just now, and the Duke of Beihai is still in confusion and fear.

This time going south, seeing my sister is the second priority, I'm afraid asking for help is the real thing.

"Tell your brother, there are thousands of troops in Chahanhot, and tens of thousands in the Xuanfu area. No matter how many soldiers and horses Chechen Khan comes, they can only come to die."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhu Yixi looked at his uncle and said relaxedly:

"No matter how bad it is, I will leave a county palace for him in Beijing. The scale is grand, and it is much better than suffering in the Chahar Department."

Qiqige translated truthfully, and Budari felt much at ease.

It's just that he swallowed his saliva, said a few words with eagerness on his face, and then turned his head to look at the emperor.

Qiqige felt ashamed and scolded, but the latter was unmoved.

Helpless, she could only blush, and translated:

"Your Majesty, my brother is envious of the prosperity of the south. After all, Chechen Khan has tens of thousands of cavalry, which is far from being able to compete with the weakened Chahar tribe. Therefore, he wants to have a palace first, just in case..."