My father-in-law is Kangxi

Chapter 1228 The Land of Bogda Khan
On October [-]th, Shu Shu and his party traveled sixty miles and rested in the afternoon.

On the twelfth day of October, we traveled ninety miles. We set out early and arrived at the station before sunset.

On the morning of October [-]th, the party arrived at their destination.

Along the official road, there is a palace built in the early years, called Karahetun Palace, which is the boundary where we stop in the middle when we go to Mulan paddock.

The main body of the palace is several connected houses and a barracks with a martial arts training ground, where everyone is settled.

After a simple lunch, there was a line in charge of the general manager to lead the way, got off the official road and traveled eastward for more than 30 miles, leading everyone to a place surrounded by mountains in the north.

Turning over the sheltered mountain road, you can see a mountain canyon with vertical and horizontal rivers, surrounded by clouds and fog.

There are mountains all around.

That line is in the main pipeline: "This is the border between Manchuria and Mongolia. There are no people. Only a dozen Mongolian families live here by fishing and hunting."

This is the junction of the Aohan, Karaqin, and Ongniud tribes of Monan Mongolia. In the early years, the three tribes dedicated the Mulan paddock to Kangxi, including the Rehe area bordering Manchuria.

When Brother Jiu saw it, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "It's a pity that such a large place is not cultivated or pastured."

Zhang Tingzan and Cao Yueying also followed, looking at the canyon in the distance.

Not to mention anything else, just look at the vertical and horizontal rivers, and there is no shortage of water sources, so it should be more livable.

Now that we are far away, everyone has to go down the mountain road and come to the front.

No wonder this place is called Rehe.

It turns out that the water vapor surrounded by clouds and fog is the water vapor that gushes out from dozens of hot springs upstream.

Everyone was wearing big woolen clothes, but when they arrived here, they felt the difference.

Maybe it's because of the mountains and valleys, or because of the hot spring water vapor, the temperature here is much hotter than that on the hillside, and the vegetation by the river is still a little green, not completely withered.

In addition to the withered and yellow vegetation at the foot of the mountain, many trees on the mountainside are still green, which should be evergreen pines and cypresses.

From a distance, I saw a few boats by the river, and someone was casting a net.

Seeing dozens of riders coming, the people on board were also whispering.

After a while, an elderly fisherman paddled a canoe and came to the place where everyone stayed.

When he got closer, he was dressed as a Mongolian, wearing a Mongolian robe made of sheepskin, his face was black and red, and his face was full of wrinkles.

"Dear guest, welcome to Rehe..."

The old man had a loud voice, spread his hands, and spoke in Mongolian, "Gulu Gulu".

Zhang Tingzan and Cao Yueying were dumbfounded. They both learned Manchu, but Mongolian is not enough here.

Brother Jiu didn't ask anyone to answer, and said by himself: "Which tribe are you herdsmen? Aohan, Karaqin, or Weng Niute? Which prince Taiji's family?"

The old man shook his head and said: "We have lived here for generations, and we have also gone to the fairs of the tribe mentioned by the nobleman, but we are not their leaders."

Just now when everyone looked out from the mountainside, they did not see the gathered villages.

These people should have maintained the living habits of nomads and lived scattered in the valley.

Brother Jiu said: "Since you are old householders here, do you know how many families live in this canyon?"

The old man pondered for a while, and said: "There are still twenty families, there were twenty-one families earlier, but the old grandmother of the Agula family died of diarrhea last month, so there are only twenty families left."

Brother Jiu was very satisfied after hearing this.

In this way, the entire canyon can be planned arbitrarily without worrying about disturbing people and occupying land.

Next, it depends on where to choose the address.

It is necessary to choose the boundary formed by mountains and rivers, and take advantage of the natural force to simply build a house, which can save a lot of money.

There should also be open space around to build barracks and horse farms for the garrison.

Since it is to prepare the land for the Mongolian princes to come to court, it is necessary to reserve the camps of the Mongolian princes.

Adding up seems to take a lot of places, but the huge canyon is enough for them to choose.

Brother Jiu said to the old man: "Now Bogda Khan is the emperor outside, and his land is under the sky. He will build a palace here. You can tell the local herdsmen that there will be a royal horse farm here. You can choose royal horse herders, and your young and strong can come and receive an imperial envoy, and your children and grandchildren can receive a share of money and food."

The old man listened in a daze, with confusion on his face.

For this kind of retail investors who have been multiplying for hundreds of years, listening to these words, they can only vaguely understand the general meaning.

Brother Jiu didn't say anything else, and told everyone to turn around and leave.

It takes half an hour to get out of the canyon, and more than half an hour to get from outside the canyon to the palace.

It's getting late.

A group of dozens of riders came and went in a hurry.

On the river, the herdsmen who had only dared to wait and see all rowed their canoes to the old man.

The old man was the leader of these people, and he once brought dried fish to the surrounding Mongolian tribes to exchange for sheep and salt tea cloth.

He also understood what Bogda Khan was, the ruler in the Mongolian population.

Is the Lord of the world.

The pastures with a radius of hundreds of miles to the northwest are all royal pastures.

For this reason, their journey to the market was extended by more than 200 miles.

He was talking to these herdsmen who had never been out of the canyon what is Bogda Khan, what is the royal ranch, what is the imperial mission...

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Shu Shu and his party hurried back to the palace at dusk.

Together with the mountain road, it is equivalent to a round trip of eighty miles.

When Brother Nine got off his horse, his legs couldn't even close together.

He didn't care about his own discomfort, and looked at Shu Shu worriedly, because he was worried about Shu Shu's hard work.

Shu Shu felt okay, but her body was wet.

Everyone stayed in the valley for three quarters of an hour before, the temperature was high, the clothes were thick, and they were all sweating.

Shu Shu is like this, let alone Brother Jiu who is slightly less physically strong.

The husband and wife were not in a hurry to eat, and ordered hot water first.

The dining room was already prepared, and the two of them not only washed their bodies, but also washed their hair before they felt alive.

Brother Jiu was still thinking about what he saw in the afternoon, and sighed: "It's still not enough money, or it will be all circles."

Shu Shu rubbed her hair, not wanting to follow her.

She said: "I will draw tomorrow, will you still go there?"

I thought that I would encounter a hot spring, not take a bath, and soak my feet comfortably. It was a beautiful idea, but in fact there was no road in the canyon.

Now that the vegetation is withered, everyone walks casually, but it is still incomparable with the road.

Brother Nine immediately shook his head and said: "No, let's rest in the palace, just walk around nearby, let Zhang Tingzan and Cao Yueying go busy, they can't go out for nothing, we have to give them a chance to make meritorious deeds!"

Shu Shu couldn't help laughing.

Only Brother Nine can speak of laziness so freshly and refinedly.

However, when the husband and wife went out, they came out to relax, but they didn't think about doing their best.

The key is that the temperature fluctuates from high to low, and it is easy to catch a cold.

Thinking of this, Shu Shu called Walnut and said: "Ask the dining room to make ginger soup, put more ginger, and everyone will have a few bowls, especially Mr. Zhang and Mr. Cao are about to deliver it."

Brother Jiu is crispy, and the two don't look very strong.

Walnut went down and ordered.

After a while, Xiaotang brought someone over to set up a meal.

Tonight is sheep soup, a total of six sheep were killed.

Shu Shu and Brother Nine here use lamb, milky white mutton bone soup, which contains chopped mutton, put a lot of pepper, and a plate of grilled lamb chops, a plate of mutton sausage, and a platter of mutton blood sausage , a plate of fried bracken, a plate of stewed cabbage in mutton soup, and a plate of fried lamb with dried beans.

The two of them ran around all afternoon and were both hungry.

Shushu is okay, the lamb chops are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the bracken is a local specialty, and the dried beans are bought in Miyun.

Brother Jiu frowned. After taking a bite of the bracken, it felt hard, and the dried beans were too greasy.

He stared at the only fresh vegetable, Chinese cabbage, and complained to Shu Shu: "Isn't it true that in the next ten and a half months, the only thing we can eat is cabbage?"

Shu Shu said: "Master, let's deal with it first. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to make vermicelli cabbage or cabbage with sesame sauce. It will be refreshing."

Brother Nine frowned, and said: "Tomorrow, I will send people to buy fish and shrimp in the canyon. If there is no food, I will use fish to make up. This old mutton eater has pimples on his forehead."

Shu Shu nodded and said, "What can I collect some mushrooms for?"

Right now, there are no boundaries here, four hundred miles from Mulan Paddock, four hundred miles from the capital, and four hundred miles from Karaqin, so there is really nowhere to go for supplies.

Brother Jiu asked Walnut for tea, rinsed the cabbage to remove the greasy outside, and ate it with rice.

Seeing this, Shu Shu knew that he would definitely not be able to drink the mutton soup, so she asked Walnut to serve him a big bowl of ginger soup.

Shu Shu here is drinking mutton soup, the effect of pepper, sweating a head, very comfortable.

Brother Jiu ate half a bowl of cabbage with rice and drank a large bowl of ginger soup. His face was also rosy, and he was hot from the inside out...

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In the cross courtyard of the palace, Zhang Tingzan and Cao Yueying also finished washing up and sat down to eat.

Four dishes for two people, compared with Shushu and the others, there was one less dish of grilled lamb chops and fried lamb with dried beans.

Without saying a word, the two of them finished it quietly, drank the still hot ginger soup, and filled themselves with water.

Although they couldn't speak Mongolian, they asked Erhe and Fuqing on the way back.

Both of them learned from Qi, and both learned Manchu and Mongolian, so they told the two adults about the conversation between Brother Jiu and the old man.

Now that this matter was mentioned, Zhang Tingzan said to Cao Yueying: "Master Jiu is benevolent, to enclose land and build a palace, we must first think about the livelihood of these herdsmen."

Cao Yueying has been walking in front of the imperial court for more than ten years. He has always been cautious in his words and deeds, and he thinks more. He said: "It is a fixed shortage when it comes to the emperor's mission. The ninth master should not be self-professional, and you need to ask for an edict."

Zhang Tingzan said: "There are only [-] households in total, so it is easier to resettle them. If you ask for a special order, it seems like a big deal. Jiuye has been on duty for three years, not when he just left the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Cao Yueying said: "The emperor has ruled Yuyu for many years, and he has long been used to Gangchang being arbitrary."

Zhang Tingzan was silent.

The emperor still likes the new and dislikes the old.

In the early years, his father was highly regarded. Like Ma Qi today, he held several positions and was very popular.

Whether it is Master Donggong or Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi, they are all arranged by the emperor.

Time has passed, and the emperor only has pickiness and dislike in his eyes.

This is true for courtiers, and it is also true for princes.

Maybe Cao Yueying is right, there is nothing wrong with being careful...

(End of this chapter)