Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 984 Conditions
After entering the city, at the banquet, the travel-worn Zhang Ronghu showed a gratified smile.

I saw sixteen dishes on the wooden table.

Chicken, duck, fish, sheep, dogs, deer and deer, everything is available. Although it is not luxurious, it cannot be complete.

In the middle, there is a fish head that weighs about ten kilograms, with peppers, it is red, and it is full of appetite just by looking at it.

"Qingsang Lake has a radius of four hundred li and is rich in products. In terms of luxury, it is naturally not as good as the mainland, but in terms of variety, it is not inferior to it."

As the city guard, Xia Henian explained with a smile.

Zhang Ronghu nodded slightly.

Although the border is still two or three hundred miles away from Qingsang City, Qingsang City is also the northernmost city in Anxi.

Its circumference is ten miles, the city is more than three feet high, there are five hundred civilian households, and a thousand garrisons. There are nearly three thousand tents under the jurisdiction of large and small tribes, and it is also a county in the interior.

As far as he knows, last year, Green Mulberry City reported that nearly [-] mu of land had been reclaimed, all of which were well-irrigated land, and the yield of two to three hundred catties per mu was no problem.

In order to raise livestock such as cattle and sheep, Qingsang City even opened up [-] mu of alfalfa pastures for harvesting grass.

"Qingsang City is an important town in northern Xinjiang, and there are still too few private households here."

While eating the leg of lamb, Zhang Ronghu said: "The imperial court can only arrange a hundred households for you, and you have to work hard for the rest, try to make those Tartars naturalize."

"Now, as the guard of Qingsang City, you only have the seventh rank of Zheng. If you can reach a thousand households, someone will start to play the imperial court, promote Qingsang City to a state, and jump to the fifth rank of Zheng."

For a moment, Xia Henian's breath became short of breath: "Don't worry, I will keep the households to one thousand within three years."

"Remember, the households of the society cultivate the land, not the Mongolians who graze."

Zhang Ronghu said in a deep voice.

Anxi's territory is too large, so the north and the south are divided.

At the same time, because southern Xinjiang is a desert area, the big oasis is set up as a state, and the small oasis is a county. There are separate command envoys and capital command envoys to sit in towns to cooperate with the rule of officials.

Northern Xinjiang is also average. There is no government, but a city is built in a place with a large population and suitable for farming, farming and managing herdsmen.

However, there are fewer civilian households in northern Xinjiang, and more than half of them belong to the military, so it is more centralized.

After all, being surrounded by the Mongols requires concentration of power, not decentralization.

Therefore, the tax share in northern Xinjiang is very low, and the local government can hold back [-]%, and only need to pay [-]%.

The big taxpayer in Anxi is in southern Xinjiang.

Although the oasis is a bit barren, the ditches are well developed and agriculture is naturally prosperous, which also leads to the development of handicraft industry.

Moreover, due to the centralization principle of the oasis, it is easier to collect taxes and save many intermediate links.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Xia Henian laughed busily.

Then he saw that Zhang Ronghu had almost eaten, and said again: "I don't know what the next official needs to prepare?"

"That is, I will go north to Zasak. You can find some guides for me, change horses, and solve the problem of food and grass by the way."

"Yes!" Xia Henian agreed.

After Zhang Ronghu led the army to rest in the city for one night, he left 500 people on the second day. He only brought [-] people, each with three horses, and carried a large amount of food and grass to the north.

Along the way, because of the guide, it was barely smooth. Daming surrendered the Oirat Mongolia, and his prestige remained the same.

But when it came to the range of Zasaktu Khan, there were more eyes watching nearby.

Zhang Ronghu didn't bother, he knew that these were the benefits of the nearby tribes, and he was hesitating whether to invest.

They have 500 people, one person and three horses. Although they have materials on their backs, they are extremely fast. With armor and muskets, waiting for a small tribe to participate is waiting to die.

Then those middle and large tribes will also have their teeth knocked out.

As for offending Daming, these people don't care.

After all, it was under the jurisdiction of Zasaktu Khan, and the Ming army couldn't find it no matter what.

Furthermore, the grassland is so vast that even Zasaktuhan couldn't find a tribe to avoid.

Fortunately, when we arrived in the Changjistai area, we came across the Altan Wulianghai Banner, which is an important tribe under the Zasaktu Khan.

It governs herdsmen with more than [-] tents, and the tribal leader is also from the Jin family.

The visit of the Ming army surprised him inexplicably.

When he heard that he was going to visit Zasak Tuhan, he didn't refuse, and first sent someone to notify.

After getting approval, Zhang Ronghu and his group arrived at Kanda Gaitu, which is nearly a thousand miles away from Changji Station, which is near Ubud Sanor Lake.

This is the reason why Zasaktu Khan moved westward specially. If in the past, the Khan tribe occupied the Ussuritai area nearly two thousand miles away.

Obviously, Zasaktu Khan was terrified of the previous battle and had to avoid the battle.

Moreover, in order to obtain foreign aid, that is, the support of the Raksha people, it is also necessary to go as far as possible to the northwest.

When Zhang Ronghu met Zasaktu Khan, his voice, appearance and appearance were described as being quite different from each other.

Norbu was over sixty years old, and the man in his forties in front of him was full of energy and sweating profusely. He was not as old as recorded.

"Norbu Xian Khan has returned to the West for three years, and last year's Shan Khan Wangshuk has also passed away. Now I, Cheng Gong Khan, rule the Zasaktu Khan."

Cheng Gong smiled, and couldn't hide the smugness on his face.

Zhang Ronghu took a look and immediately understood the general idea.

This Chenggong Khan is definitely not the son of Wangshuk, but probably the younger brother of Norbu. He is in his prime and can directly seize the Khan throne.

"Khan." Zhang Ronghu didn't panic, he said calmly:

"I don't know if the Great Khan will submit to me, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty?"

Cheng Gong showed hesitation.

"Is your envoy here to canonize me?"

"Yes and no."

"Although I have a heart for Daming, I can't stand the hungry wolf next to me." Cheng Gun didn't answer directly:

"The Manchus entrenched on the shore of Lake Baikal are eyeing our Zhasak Khan tribe, so our tribe has to make friends with the Raksha people and avoid their edge—"

The interpreter on the side translated it accurately and naturally, and was more particular about the choice of words and sentences.

Zhang Ronghu smiled: "Man Qing is just a dead bone in a tomb, lingering in Lake Baikal for several years, it is because my Emperor Ming is too lazy to talk to him."

"Right now, the power of the Ming Dynasty is as high as the sun, and all the ice and snow will turn into water, melt into the ground, and disappear without a trace."

"You mean, Daming wants to deal with Man Qing?" Cheng Gun showed joy, and then restrained himself.

"That's right." Zhang Ronghu kept his eyes open: "It will happen sooner or later, either next year or the year after."

"If your ministry attacks the Manchus from the flanks, the emperor of our country will confer you the Great Khan of the Khalkha Mongols."

"The huge Mobei, thousands of miles away, will be your pasture."

Hearing these words, Cheng Gun's blood boiled for a while.

Unifying the three tribes of Khalkha, Mongolia and Mongolia is an unattainable dream.

You must know that in Mobei, the Tuxietu Khan tribe controls Jebtsundamba, with abundant water and grass, the most tribes and land, and the strongest power.

But soon, he calmed down again: "Your country occupies the Tuxietu Khan tribe, and when the time comes to destroy the Manchu Qing, I am afraid that it will not leave."

"Of course not." Zhang Ronghu said casually: "At that time, our country only needs the Chechen Khan and Lake Baikal, and the Tushetu Khan will be occupied by your ministry."

"The whole Mobei will be divided into two."

"You will become the real Khan of Mongolia."

These words really made Cheng Dun's blood boil.

In fact, he wished he could immediately gather his troops and attack the Manchus eastward with a knife.

"Your envoy, please rest first, let me think about it first."

Cheng Gong still calmed down and didn't directly agree.

Back in the sweat tent, several monks and big men had already surrounded him, discussing with one another.

Obtaining the Tutuxietu Khanate is no less than reaching the sky in one step for the entire Zasak, becoming the largest tribe in the entire Mobei.

And these nobles can also have more pastures and land.

"The rules on the prairie, hunters never make deals with wolves."

Cheng Gun said calmly: "For us, the Ming Emperor has great ambitions. They occupied the Tuxietu Khan tribe and blackmailed the Great Lama. They have already gained an advantage in the entire Mobei."

"If the Manchus are eliminated, then their next target will be us."

"Father Khan, are we going to cooperate with the Manchus to attack Daming?"

A big man with a beard on his face said that he is Cheng Gun's son, Sara.

"Manchus seem to be less than Ming people at any time, but don't forget that they are also tribes on the grassland."

Cheng Gun stood up and looked directly at his son: "The land acquired by the Ming Dynasty, they can't hold it for long, and the Manchu Qing defeated us, so they can naturally occupy the land under our feet."

"The fertile pastures bestowed upon us by the Changshengtian have now been occupied by Ming people. If we lose Mobei, this barren place, then our Golden Family will have no place to stand."

"I understand!" Sara nodded, "We still have to cooperate with Mingren in the end, even if it doesn't work, there is no harm."

"No!" Cheng Gun shook his head, and he sat down on the slightly tough wolf fur chair: "We want to cooperate with Ming people, and at the same time cooperate with Man Qing."

"Since the two wolves are eyeing each other, why not let them fight harder?"

"Zewangzabu, my son."

Cheng Gun turned his head and looked at another relatively young Mongolian man: "Go to the Qing Dynasty and tell them that the Ming people are about to go north."

"In addition, you have to remember that the eagle on the grassland never sees its prey and does not let go of its claws."

"What do you mean?" Ce Wangzabu was puzzled.

"Turning the news is just to make friends. We form an alliance with them. If there is no benefit, we will not do it."

Cheng Gun laughed and said, "Apart from the future Tushetu Khan's tribe for revenge, I want you to bring back more weapons and war horses."

"If you take less, come back and see that I don't need to whip you."

At this time, the boss Sala smiled and said carelessly.

"Shara, go to that Ming man to discuss and tell them that it's okay to form an alliance, but it must be paid."

Cheng Gun chuckled and said, "I lack weapons, gunpowder, food and cloth here."

"After all, last winter, our Zhasak Department suffered heavy losses. Without supplies, it is impossible to order those tribes to act."

"Understood." Sarah patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely ask for some more things back."

"Not enough greed—"

After Zhang Ronghu heard the conditions, his face remained unchanged, but he began to curse in his heart.

Five hundred muskets, ten thousand catties of gunpowder, ten thousand grains, one thousand rock salt, and five thousand bolts of cloth.

These conditions add up to more than 30 yuan.

And the tax paid to the court by the entire Anxi Province last year was only 30 million yuan.

Simply can not agree.

Moreover, if they are really satisfied, the strength of the Zasak Khan will inevitably increase greatly, which is not good for the future plans of the imperial court.

The Mongols are at both ends, and it is not guaranteed to be an enemy.

"It's a matter of great importance. I need to go back to Anxi and have it cut off by the governor himself."

"Okay!" Sara said with a grin: "When will the supplies arrive, and when will our Zasak Khan department send troops?"

"At the very least, it's an army of [-]."

I also know how to get a bait in front to lure.

Zhang Ronghu smiled, cupped his hands, and left directly.

Before leaving, he glanced at Zasak Department and spat: "It's really greedy."

"If you want a few thousand bolts of cloth, you can get it in your pocket. Now such a lion opens its mouth and doesn't even fart."

Although he didn't know what the governor was thinking, he knew that Anxi would never be able to get the money.

Unless military expenditures are embezzled.

But for a Zasak department, it is not worth it at all.

Returned in vain.

Not long after he left, several Rakshasa people showed up.

It turned out that these people hid for fear of being seen.

"Dear Khan, I don't know what kind of plots and schemes did those ambitious Ming people bring?"

Russians with deep eyes and high nose speak authentic Mongolian.

If you talk about it, it is even more authentic than everyone present.

Hearing this, Cheng Gong Da Khan said casually: "You are too lenient."

"Ten matchlock guns."

"This is our business..."

"Fifty shots—"

"You look down on people too much."

"A hundred shots—"

"Add the necessary gunpowder." Cheng Gun said hastily.

"this is necessary."

Cheng Gong briefly stated that the Ming people wanted to form an alliance with the Zhasaktu Khan to deal with the Qing Dynasty together.

"The Ming people were also generous, promising a thousand guns and ten thousand bolts of cloth, and allowing me to occupy Lake Baikal and Tushetu Khan's tribe."

"It's impossible." The Russian quickly shook his head: "The conditions are too generous, and the Ming people are so cunning, this must be to deceive you."

"Big Khan must understand, Mingren is a vicious wolf!"

"No way, the conditions are too generous."

Cheng Gong sighed.

The Russian suddenly said again: "Please give us some time, Your Excellency Governor will bring good news."

"Okay, as soon as possible, who asked me to cooperate with you for many years!" Cheng Gong sighed softly.

Here, the Russians returned to Kuznetsk.

This place is located on the left side of the Yenisei River. The Governor's Mansion was established as early as [-], and it is an area that Russia has operated for many years.

After losing the Lake Baikal region, this place is the closest small town to the Mobei tribes.

"Impossible!" the governor snapped, "If I had that much money, I could directly conscript [-] Cossack cavalry."

(End of this chapter)