Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 38 Three years have passed and the teacher has returned

Six thousand Huite warriors lined up neatly to accept the inspection of the new Taiji. This army had just experienced the test of war. Although it was silent, it had a murderous aura.

Sultan rode his horse slowly and inspected the military formation. His appearance today has been specially modified. His hair is braided thickly and he grows a beard, trying to make himself look mature and majestic. Fortunately, he was born in a noble family and had no shortage of food since childhood, so he was tall and strong. Thirteen years old is not too young in this era. Lindan Khan of the Chahar tribe came to the throne at the age of thirteen, and Gushi Khan of the Heshuote tribe led his army to defeat and return to his tribe at the age of thirteen. What others can do, you can do too!

This military parade was the idea of ​​Master Liu Haogu. Mongolians respect the strong, and the newly appointed Dadaiji must show his strength to his subjects. The military parade is a good choice.

"Warriors of Huite, in the past you followed my father in the north and south and were invincible; in the future, I hope you can continue to follow my riding whip and establish new achievements. Haorui!" He shouted to the soldiers, personal guards They spread his words throughout the military formation.

"Haorui~Haorui~Haorui~" Thunderous shouts of long live echoed everywhere.

Suletan pulled out the "Elite" scimitar that his grandfather had passed down to his father, and his father passed it on to him. This knife is well made and extremely sharp. It is the royal knife used by the leaders of various Mongolian tribes, also known as the "Khan Knife". At that time, Genghis Khan and the leader of the Kelei tribe became Anda, and the gifts they gave each other were the swords they wore, which were symbols of identity and status. They were very noble and were called "the holy objects given by the immortal heaven."

He brandished a sharp sword, galloped on horseback, and showed his strength to the people of the Huite tribe.

Six riders followed closely behind him.

Luo Bu Zang is eighteen years old this year. His ancestor is a great nobleman of the Huite tribe, and he is qualified to be called Taiji. However, in his generation, his family was in decline and he only owned more than thirty households, so he deliberately made friends with Suletan in the hope that one day he could restore the family's glory.

Shaobu, twenty years old this year, is the son of Dalengtai, the great shaman of the Huite tribe. Dalengtai was in two hands. He fawned over Dadaiji's uncles Noyen Ubas and Buyan Burhan, but he asked his son to be Dadaiji's confidant.

Narisong and Su He were both in their twenties and served as the chief and deputy captains of guards around Suletan.

The twenty-six-year-old Hada was originally a slave beside Suletan. Because of his calm deeds, he was granted freedom. Always loyal, he is Da Taiji's eyes and ears.

Sixteen-year-old Alatancang was Sultan's childhood playmate and was responsible for Dadaiji's carriage and horse travel.

These six people are all the confidants of the new Taiji. As soon as the emperor and his courtiers go to Suletan's military parade, they will naturally follow him.

Through the military parade, Sultan's prestige was enhanced. After the military parade, he came excitedly to find his teacher Liu Haogu.

"Master Liu, your method is really good! I feel that the soldiers all look at me with respect."

"Haha, Dadaiji is a proud man of heaven, and the soldiers should respect you." Liu Haogu smiled, "It's still early, why not talk about it?"

The black and white chess game, for Liu Haogu, was the elegant taste of literati, but for Sultan, it was the entertainment of the emperor's hegemony. The two of them went back and forth, playing chess and talking about world affairs. There are heroes in the world, but I am my master and disciple. How can the rest of us share the chessboard?

"Master Liu, why are the dynasties of the Han people long-lasting and lasting for hundreds of years, but our Mongolian dynasties are often short-lived. Even if they are as powerful as the Yuan Dynasty, they only die in ninety-eight years?"

"Datai Ji, the king of China pays attention to the centralization of power, so the imperial power is consolidated and the country is long-lasting; while the king of Mongolia shares the world with Nuoyan, and the big and small Nuoyan each have Ulus and Otok, and the military and political affairs of the territory are all controlled by them. The hands are shaped like princes. The ministers bully the master, and internal strife arises, so it is difficult to last long."

"What Master Liu said is that I want to imitate the Han people's official system, implement reforms everywhere in Huite, seize Nuoyan's power, and replace it with civil and military officials. What do you think?"

"Absolutely not!" Liu Haogu was shocked. "The Noyan system has been implemented in Mongolia for hundreds of years, and its power is deeply rooted. These Noyans firmly control the power of the territory, managing both the people and the military. They are as strong as your father. , and you only dare to try out reforms in the newly acquired Yarkand land. When you first took over the throne, your prestige has not yet been established, and your foundation is shallow. If you offend their interests, they will attack them in groups. The situation is very dangerous!"

After hearing this, Suletan fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time.

"Is there any reason to reform without eliminating the problems of the elbow and armpits? I am deeply worried about the good fortune of Dadai," Liu Haogu added. "Elbow and armpit troubles? Where do elbow and armpit troubles come from?" Sultan was stunned.

"Have you forgotten your two uncles, Noyen Ubas and Buyan Burhan? Now the young master is suspicious of the ambition of these two people. How can they fail to take action? We should have made plans early."

Sultan suddenly realized, "Master Liu is absolutely right, please help me get rid of this elbow and armpit problem."

Liu Haogu smiled slightly and said, "This is not difficult. Have you ever read the section "Zheng Beike Duan Yu Yan" in "Zuo Zhuan"? Just follow this."

"Zheng Bo Duan Yu Yan?" Suletan thought carefully, and for a long time he came to his senses: Sir, he was trying to imitate Uncle Zheng, deliberately exposing his flaws and giving his two uncles a chance to cause trouble, and then lure and annihilate them. Wonderful! He thanked him and said, "Thank you, Master Liu, for your guidance. You are really my Zhuge Kongming!"

"Alas!" Liu Haogu suddenly sighed.

"Master Liu, why are you sighing?"

"Back then, I made a three-year master-disciple agreement with Dadai Ji. Now three years have passed, and the fate of master and apprentice is over! I am homesick and want to return to my hometown in Pingyang (Yuncheng), Shanxi. I ask Dadai Ji for permission."

"What! You want to leave your disciple? But what is the disrespectful and rude way in which the disciple usually behaves? The master-disciple relationship has been so deep over the years, how can I let go of you, master?" Sultan was shocked.

"Alas! I can't bear to leave Dadaiji. It's just that my father is old. If he doesn't return to his hometown to serve, it would be unfilial. How can Dadaiji bear to become an unfilial person as a teacher?" Liu Haogu's eyes were red and he cried loudly. .

Seeing him crying so hard, Sultan knew that there was no way to save him, so he had no choice but to agree, "The master wants to return to his hometown to fulfill his filial piety, and the disciple dare not force him to stay. He can only send each other thirty miles away to fulfill the responsibilities of master and disciple."

"Thank you Dadaiji," Liu Haogu expressed his gratitude.

"Dataiji, I think Master Liu has amazing talents. If these people cannot be used by you, they must be eliminated and must not be put back." Returning to the tent, his confidant Hada said to Suletan. He was born as a slave under Sultan. Because of his calm deeds, he was highly valued and was entrusted with the position of a hundred households, responsible for collecting internal and external intelligence.

"What you said is reasonable. It's just a master-disciple relationship. I really can't bear to do this cruel thing! Never mention this matter again." Suletan waved his hand.

"Yes, Dadaiji." Hada bowed and retreated. While he was worried about his master letting the great talent go, he was also moved by his master's love and righteousness.

When the time came to leave, Liu Haogu left the Yingsu River with two plump and enchanting Mongolian concubines, eight slaves, and a son and a daughter born to him by Nomudale. city.

Sultan gave him a cart full of gifts and sent them thirty miles away in person.

In the biting cold wind, two masters and apprentices stood.

"Dataiji, I have sent you thousands of miles away, but I have to say goodbye eventually. Please come back," Liu Haogu said with red eyes.

"When I say goodbye, I have a message for my mentor. The current Emperor of Ming Dynasty is mean, ungrateful, and jealous, and cannot be a king who can protect his land. If my mentor cannot stay in Pingyang, please come to Yingsuochuan City to find me. I will sweep the couch to welcome you!" Sultan bowed again and saluted.

Liu Haogu was stunned. His disciple's words seemed to have a profound meaning. But he was so homesick that he didn't think much about it and returned the favor and said goodbye.

(End of this chapter)