Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 891 The Power
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The vast grasslands, the endless flocks of sheep are like white clouds in the sky, and the running shepherd dogs jump from time to time, causing children to scream.

The herders rode horses and circled the entire flock.

The children walked together, some picked up cow dung together, and some rode sheep together.

As the sky was getting dark, the children immediately dispersed and ran home for dinner.

Milk skin made from mare's milk and some dried rats are their staple food.

As for the beef, mutton, dead and injured, they have already been hung up to dry and become strips, which are important reserves for winter.

The Mongols ate all the food like a gulp, and then they couldn't wait to leave the yurt and came to Taiji's tent.

Here, a monk, sitting on the ground and telling the Buddhist scriptures, fables one by one, amazed the Mongolians.

At this time, a team approached.

They are wearing leather armor, but it is indeed Ming style. The long hair on their heads is not loose, nor braided, or simply bald, but directly tied.

Seeing these people, the herdsmen did not take it seriously.

Only some children huddled in their mother's arms and asked secretly.

"Erji, who are they?"

"They are Ming people, and they are here to help us fight the Jurchens who have taken over the ranch."

"Oh!"

"They are the guardian Arhats of the Great Lama, our master—"

"They are the envoys of the Ming Emperor, they let us have a peaceful life."

In the team, a big man with a long beard was particularly conspicuous.

He is the minister in Mongolia, the Marquis of Dongchang of Ming Dynasty.Zeng Ying.

At this time, he has been in Khalkha Mongolia for three years.

The former bearded man still maintains his true colors.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the beard can't be messed up.

"Master Hou, why are we going to see the Great Lama?"

The lieutenant couldn't help but ask.

Zeng Ying stroked his beard, and when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help saying, "Why do you ask so much? Just follow along."

Seeing this, some people behind him who were eager to try, their sore throats were instantly blocked.

Watching the lamas preaching scriptures in the distance and the herdsmen sitting on the ground, Zeng Ying couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

He escorted Jebtsundamba back to Kulun, including most of the Tushetu Khan tribe.

But when they returned to this former nomadic land, the herdsmen who had been vassals had been raided long ago, leaving only some escaped old, weak, sick and disabled.

At that time, the Tuxietu Khan tribe had only [-] civilians and [-] cavalry, which was only a large part of the entire Mobei.

Thanks to the Ming army, money from thousands of miles away came to help, repelled the enemy army, and let them return to Kulun.

But at this moment, Great Khan Tsarhun Doerji had the intention of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, but his attitude was a little cold in vain.

Seeing this, Zeng Ying fired clay bricks a hundred miles away from Kulun and built a grassland city.

Although it is only five miles away, and not even comparable to the inland county towns, it is already a rare majestic city on the grassland.

Its name, Dragon City.

Its significance is self-evident.

The Great Lama Jebtsundamba also hated his brother's struggle for power and profit at this time, and his heart was for Daming, so he went to live happily.

As a result, a large number of tribes gathered towards Dragon City, and in less than a year, there were nearly [-] tribes.

At this time in the Mobei area, the Checheng Khan tribe became a vassal of the Qing Dynasty, the Tuxietu Khan tribe was frightened, and the Zasak Khan tribe was neutral.

On this thousands of miles of grassland, the Manchus naturally couldn't just gobble it up. They could only start enfeoffing the nobles according to the established method. Thousands of herdsmen became the dishes of the Eight Banners nobles.

At this time, the influence of the three major Khan tribes has not completely subsided, and the majesty of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties has not been widely stated, and it has established a firm foundation on the grassland.

Seeing this, Zeng Ying naturally took the initiative to attack, and continued to conquer the entire Mobei, including the vast areas of influence of the Tuxietu Khan and Chechen Khan.

In the territory of the Chechen Khan, Zeng Ying claimed that Chechen Khan was captured for the purpose of rescue; in the territory of the Tushetu Khan, he claimed that he followed Jebtsundamba's decree.

As a result, in just three years, Dragon City's affiliated tribes expanded to tens of thousands of tents.

The number of soldiers and horses including Han cavalry has exceeded [-]. If extensive recruitment is carried out, it can even directly exceed [-].

Zeng Ying was riding on the horse, thinking about the thoughts of Tuxietuhan Chahundorji in his heart.

There is no doubt that this time it must be a feast without a good feast.

In the past three years of living as a neighbor, Dragon City has a great momentum, but Ku Lun can't catch up with him in a hurry, so he can only eat ashes behind.

At present, even if the old department is gathered together, it will be worthless.

Where is the momentum of the former three major khan tribes.

"However, although Jebtsundamba and his brother have no relationship on the surface, but the bones are broken and the tendons are connected. After all, they are brothers. We have to guard against—"

"If it's really a Hongmen banquet, I'm really not afraid."

Zeng Ying thought to herself, a cold look flashed in the depths of her eyes.

If he had to rely on the Tushetu Khan and Jebtsundamba when he first came, then three years later, he is already stiff enough to overthrow him.

Change Tushetuhan, or let Jebtsundamba reincarnate early, although it is not beautiful, but it can be done.

Soon, the [-]-strong cavalry arrived in front of a large temple.

It is a pure Han temple specification, but the decoration inside incorporates many Mongolian colors, which can be regarded as a combination of Han and Mongolia.

The entire temple covers an area of ​​over [-] mu. Except for the help from the Ming army at the beginning, the rest are donated by the herdsmen and nobles.

Although it is not resplendent, it is also a pavilion, solemn and solemn.

In particular, the two-foot-tall figure of Shakyamuni is covered with golden clothes, making it extraordinarily glittering.

Of course, the image of Manjusri Bodhisattva, which symbolizes the emperor of Ming Dynasty, is equally majestic and tall.

"Stop!"

As he approached the temple, he saw monks and soldiers from a distance. Zeng Ying got off his horse and prepared to walk there to show his respect for the Buddha.

At this time, a fast horse suddenly arrived and whispered in She's ear, "Suddenly many strange monks and soldiers have been added to the temple."

"Huh?" Zeng Ying's face remained unchanged.

As a sincerity to cooperate with Jebtsundamba, the monastery is allowed to have monks and soldiers.

However, its limit is within two hundred.

Now the number of monks and soldiers has not decreased, but most of them have changed their appearance. They must have been arranged by others.

"How about the big lama?"

Zeng Ying's footsteps were a little slow, she stopped, turned her head and took the wine bag from the horse's back, and began to drink slowly.

"The great lama doesn't leave the gate these days, and the two gates don't open. The Dafa affairs were as usual a few days ago, but after sending you a letter yesterday, Chahun Dorji talked with him all night, and it seems that he is still sleeping. Show up."

"How many people did he bring?"

"There are a hundred people coming, but there are thousands of people stopping thirty miles away."

Hearing this, Zeng Ying sneered.

At this time, he didn't understand the reason, so he should really be a fool.

"Let the brothers come over."

Zeng Ying waved his hand.

Soon, a firework rose into the sky, bursting with less obvious colors, but the sound resounded nearby.

After a while, the ground began to tremble, a huge cavalry.revealed from the horizon.

"Surround the temple."

Zeng Ying was also unambiguous, and ordered directly.

As a result, this army surrounded the entire temple, causing an uproar among the trumpets.

Zeng Ying broke in directly, and said sharply: "Manchu spies have infiltrated into the temple and have already trapped the great lama. After I get the letter, I came here to rescue, and open the door quickly."

Inside the door, seeing something went wrong, Chahun Dorji walked out and said angrily: "Nonsense, I am the only one in the whole temple, where did the spies come from?"

"I think you are plotting against the law and want to hold the great lama hostage."

"Lamas, don't believe him."

"I have always been on good terms with the great lama, why would you hold him hostage?" Zeng Ying sneered and said, "I think you are a thief calling for a thief."

"Nonsense, I'm his brother, brother of the same mother, how could I harm him?"

Chahun Dorji raised his finger and jumped to his feet.

"Then you let the big lama come out." Zeng Ying said firmly: "As long as you let the big lama, everything will naturally come to light."

"My grievances will definitely be cleared by proof."

At this time, all the bald heads and bright eyes looked at Chahun Dorji.

Chahun Duoerji looked around, suddenly feeling that he couldn't get off the tiger.

At this time, a rich lama came out,
Chiba, the host of Chinese Buddhism, is responsible for the daily work of the temple.

"The great lama just went to bed late last night. He occasionally felt the wind and cold. He is already resting. It is inconvenient to show up at this time."

"After all, if the wind blows. Who can afford it?"

Hearing this, Zeng Ying said directly: "The big trumpet has always been blessed and blessed, and must be blessed by the Buddha. It has always been in good health."

"Don't lie to me. If the great lama is not allowed to come out again, I will send troops into the temple to rescue him."

Hearing this, Chahun Dorji trembled with anger, and looked at Chiba, who had a embarrassed expression.

The two discussed in whispers.

At this time, Zeng Ying didn't bother to pay attention, and directly let the soldiers break open the gate and broke into the temple.

This time, it was like adding cold water to the oil pan and it exploded instantly.

A large number of lamas trembled and were terrified.

Chahun Dorji fled in a hurry under the escort of a group of monks and soldiers.

"Escape? Can you escape?"

Zeng Ying said in disdain.

In other words, the Mongols don't have many eyes, even nobles, they can't compare with the Han people.

How could he not pay attention to such an important place as the temple, especially with the armed forces of monks and soldiers?
Inside and outside the temple, eyeliner has long been covered.

How long can a mere Li Daitao be fooled?
Soon, under the search of the army, the trapped Jebtsundamba was quickly rescued, and Chahun Dorji, who was trying to escape, was also caught.

At this time, his behavior of holding the great lama hostage was immediately revealed in the whole temple.

However, Jebtsundamba was indignant and let Zeng Ying deal with everything he said.

Although she regretted it immediately after she said the words, Zeng Ying felt like she had found a treasure.

Immediately announced Chahun Dorji's evil deeds on the spot, and then deposed him as Khan, and changed his younger brother Danjuer, who was only ten years old, as Tushetu Khan.

Good guy, directly changed hereditary.

Knowing that he wanted to control the Tuxietu Khan tribe, Jebtsundamba could only bite the bullet and agree.

In exchange, Chahun Dorji was exiled to Beijing, and I am afraid that he will never be able to return to the grassland in his lifetime.

In the end, Jebtsundamba put forward a condition: "The Great Khan is young and ignorant, in order to prevent him from going back to the old sweat, how about practicing in a temple until he is an adult?"

"The Great Lama's Dharma is profound, and there is nothing wrong with it."

After getting the benefits, Zeng Ying naturally wouldn't be a good boy, so she agreed without hesitation, and even decided to buy one get one free:

"Simply become a monk directly, and return to the secular life after you reach adulthood!"

"It's better to directly form a rule. In the future, every sweat will have to go to the temple to study for several years."

Jebtsundamba was dumb, and then had to admit that this is indeed a good method.

This will not only deepen the spread of Buddhism on the grasslands, but also help shape the authority of the great lamas.

As for the thousands of nomadic soldiers and horses of Tuxietu Khan's tribe, the great lama wanted to preach that he would win without fighting.

But Zeng Ying refused.

As fierce as ever, he directly surrounded the cavalry wandering nearby.

Fast and furious, and extremely fast at the same time.

Where the Mongolian cavalry were the opponents of the Ming army, they were defeated in a moment and had to succumb.

This vigorous battle saved Zeng Ying a lot of time when he took over Tuxietu Khan's tribe.

Only fists and knives are the most reasonable.

After entering Kulun, Zeng Ying completely controlled the Tuxietu Khan tribe.

As a result, the herdsmen under its direct control exceeded [-] tents, plus some scattered vassal tribes, whose power was no less than that of the Tuxietu Khan tribe back then.

At this time, he looks like a real minister in Mongolia.

When Man Qing heard this movement, he was immediately furious.

But who knows, thunder is loud and rain is little, and there has been no movement.

In Fengjing City, Shunzhi looked up at the sky, his eyes full of indignation: "It's really audacious."

On the side, accompanied by Tang Ruowang.

As a Westerner who was deeply embedded in the power center of the Manchu Qing Dynasty and controlled the astronomy and calendar, Tang Ruowang was extraordinary in Shunzhi's heart.

"Your Majesty, this was already doomed when the Eight Banners were entrusted."

Tang Ruowang lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

After the Whale swallowed the Chechen Khan and defeated the coalition forces of the two Khans, facing the huge Mobei region, the Manchus were unable to establish counties to govern it.

In this case, recognizing the original tribe would be tantamount to fighting in vain, so the Eight Banners could only be allowed to lead the tribe and live scattered in the grassland.

Of course, the core Shang San Banners and Han Eight Banners have been staying in Fengjing.

Today, the rule is stable, but the consequences are beginning to be seen.

Faced with the imperial court's request to send troops, the nobles pushed and shoved one by one, and [-] to [-]% wanted to postpone it.

Without it, Mobei is really too big. Even though it once swallowed up a large number of tribes, the core interests of the Eight Banners nobles have not been violated.

In this case, living in harmony has become the mainstream.

It's okay to delay for a while.

Some people even said that Mobei is too big, even if he can't beat him, he can escape with his troops, just change to a nomadic place.

Shunzhi had no choice but to obey.

If it is driven by force, the day when the Eight Banners will be centrifuged will not be far away.

"Under such circumstances, when can we return to the Central Plains?"

Shunzhi murmured.

Knowing that this is a dream, I thought the distance was getting closer, but now it feels farther and farther away.

(End of this chapter)