"The general is here, please give me your instructions, commander-in-chief." A general came in, knelt down on one knee with his fists clasped.
Fu Youde took out a token and threw it in front of the general, "Passed it, appease the Mongolian and Yuan people, and establish a mutual market to allow Mongolian and Han merchants to trade."
"It's an order!" Although the general was surprised that the commander-in-chief would give such an order, he was obviously fighting to the death with Meng Yuan not long ago, but now he is about to open up mutual markets and exchanges?
However, he, a small general, did not dare to question the commander's order. After receiving the order, he turned around and left.
After receiving the decree, Zhu Di was even more unhappy than Feng Sheng.
Zhu Di looked at the imperial edict that had been placed in front of him. After a long time, he was still confused in his mind. When Zhu Biao was patrolling the frontier, he was still telling him to send troops to clear the grassland and not give the Meng Yuan people a chance to breathe.
At that time, he repeatedly assured Zhu Biao that there were no Mongolians stationed outside Peiping City and that he would send troops to continue deep into the grasslands to clear them out.
But how long had it passed? Judging from the distance traveled by Zhu Biao and his party and the speed of eight hundred miles, I am afraid that his father and the Queen had already made this decree just after Zhu Biao returned to the palace to report to his father, right?
The contrast between this incident and the incident was so great that Zhu Di was overwhelmed.
After waving his hand and sending everyone else out, Zhu Di turned to look at the monk in black sitting beside him, "What do you think, Master, of this matter?"
The monk in black had a bald head and a solemn face. After hearing Zhu Di's question, he seemed to be very embarrassed and said: "Your Majesty, this is very bad."
Zhu Di lowered his head and frowned, saying nothing, waiting for the monk's next words.
The monk in black did not disappoint Zhu Di's expectations and continued: "First of all, it must be the emperor's will for the prince to patrol the border. The words the prince said during the patrol were definitely not his own thoughts, but the emperor's."
Zhu Di nodded slowly when he heard this, "Zhu Biao is patrolling the border on behalf of his father, and what he conveys is naturally his father's intention."
"Since it was the emperor's intention to continue to suppress Meng Yuan at the beginning, and it is also his intention to recruit Meng Yuan now, then why is there such a huge contrast between before and after?"
This is also where Zhu Di is confused. His father's two decrees, one before the other, are completely opposite.
Although people often say that the emperor's heart is unpredictable, but no matter how unpredictable it is, there are some traces to follow, right? Where are there such inconsistencies as now?
Based on Zhu Di's understanding of his father, such a situation had never happened before.
"Master, do you know why this is?"
The black-clothed monk pondered for a long time, raised his head to meet Zhu Di's gaze, and said word for word: "There is only one possibility that someone may have interfered with this and persuaded the emperor."
"Master, who do you think this person is?" Zhu Di asked eagerly after hearing this.
Based on Zhu Di's understanding of his father, there are not many people in the world who can persuade his father. There is only one empress and Zhu Biao. Even he, the King of Yan, has no confidence that he can persuade his father. What's more,
What's more, did his father's previous and previous wishes change completely in the opposite direction?
The monk in black snorted coldly, the smile on his face was uglier than crying, "Who else do you think the prince can be?"
Zhu Di quickly put the Queen Mother and Zhu Biao aside in his mind. The Queen Mother was simply impossible. And since Zhu Biao had come here to convey his father's will, how could he persuade his father?
Suddenly, a person's smiling face appeared in Zhu Di's mind. Zhu Di was startled, and then he gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Han Du"
At this time, the monk in black also sneered and said: "Besides him, the poor monk can't think of anyone else."
"Why does this bastard always go against me?" Zhu Di angrily threw the teacup in front of him away, falling to the ground and smashing it to pieces.
After Zhu Di finished venting, the monk in black slowly said: "The emperor's will can only be obeyed whether the prince is willing or not."
"I know, I don't need you to remind me!" Zhu Di was panting like an ox, and his whole body was heaving violently. It was obvious that just throwing a tea cup could not calm his anger.
Compared with Zhu Di's anger, the black-clothed monk smiled calmly, "Actually, this is not a big deal for the prince.
bad thing."
Seeing Zhu Di looking directly at him, the monk in black continued unhurriedly: "In the past, the prince could only recruit the Mengyuan tribe in secret. Now that the emperor has an edict, the prince can also do it openly.
Guangming has appeased the Mengyuan tribe."
Zhu Di snorted coldly and yelled angrily: "Can this be the same? In the past, these Mongolian and Yuan tribes had no way out. When I appeased them, they were grateful to me. Now to appease them, they are grateful to the court and the Ming Dynasty."
This is like when Zhu Di secretly recruited the Mengyuan tribe, and the people he recruited were his own troops. Although he took a lot of risks, this move could greatly increase his strength, so it was worth it.
But now, if he goes to recruit the Mengyuan tribe, he is working for the imperial court. The Mengyuan tribe he recruits is to increase the power of the imperial court and has nothing to do with him.
How could this keep Zhu Di from being furious?
Of course, the black monk also knew the difference, and even more aware of Zhu Di's anger. Unfortunately, even as smart as him, he had no way to deal with this situation.
"There is nothing we can do about this"
Zhu Di fell silent when he heard the words. After a while, he took a long breath and said: "Yes, with the imperial edict, I really have no choice. However, I have long been used to such things. My father will always do it."
Give all the best things to Zhu Biao, even if Zhu Biao can't take it, he won't think of giving anything to me."
"But I will not give up. If it doesn't work once, then I will do it ten times. If it doesn't work ten times, then I will do it a hundred times. But I can't do it. Han Du can really have a wisdom as deep as the sea, and he will do it every time.
Block it up”
Zhu Di's eyes seemed to be on fire, he clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth, hating Han Du deeply.
Seeing this, the monk in black laughed instead: "The prince is so perseverant, God will definitely not let him down. Although the prince has everything now, he is just a flower placed in the house, and has never experienced even a trace of wind and rain.
As long as the shelter of the house is lost, all the flowers will be destroyed by the wind and rain. Don't worry, Your Majesty, the poor monk will do his best to help you complete your grand plan."
Facing the monk's praise, Zhu Di showed no joy on his face. Instead, he said: "Brother Huang indeed benefited from the protection of his father, but he is by no means a good person. What's more, there is Han Du who is helping him.
If you really think that these two people are just ordinary people who can be manipulated by you, then you'd better get out of here as soon as possible, and don't end up hurting me."
The smile on the black-clothed monk's face suddenly disappeared. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "What the prince taught me is that the poor monk deserves to die. He has suffered losses from Han Du several times, yet he is not even wary of him."
"It's good that you have woken up." Zhu Di looked at the monk with relief, "The most terrifying thing about Han Du, a smiling tiger, is that he always smiles no matter who he faces. But his smile is the most confusing.
, people will unknowingly ignore him, and even cannot help but believe what he says. Such people are the most terrifying."
"I remember this, poor monk." The monk in black nodded solemnly.
Then he suggested to Zhu Di, "Your Majesty, although the emperor's decree is irresistible, the emperor only asked us in the imperial edict to appease the Meng Yuan tribe and open up mutual trade."
Zhu Di looked at the monk with burning eyes.
The monk in black had a plan in mind, a smile appeared on his face again, and he said to Zhu Di: "Your Majesty, we can do it."
Zhu Di listened carefully, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. In the end, he even couldn't help but smile and said: "The master has indeed lived up to my expectations. With such a clever plan, even if Han Du is as cunning as a ghost, I will let him do it this time."
I lost my wife and lost my troops.”
The news that the Ming Dynasty was willing to accept submission and open up mutual markets quickly spread throughout the grassland like a hurricane.
The Meng Yuan tribe, who had been forced by the Ming Dynasty to stay away from Monan and prepared to go north to avoid the Ming Dynasty and Qing Dynasty's suppression, stopped the moment they heard the news.
Footsteps heading north.
Monan, this is a place that the grassland tribes will never forget. Where is the best water source in the entire grassland? In Monan. Where is the richest pasture in the entire grassland? In Monan.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't defeat the Ming Dynasty, no grassland people would choose to leave Monan. They wished they were born here, grew up here, and died here!
Now, for some reason, Ming is willing to take Monan out for them to graze. Although this may be a trick of Ming, the purpose is to attract them to Monan, and then gather them and annihilate them in one fell swoop. But Mo
The temptation of Nan was still too great, making them want to give it a try even if they risked their lives.
The grassland is known as a land of bitter cold, but the further north the grassland goes, the colder it becomes. As long as there is a little bit of hope, even if this hope carries danger, no grassland tribe wants to go to the desert without trying it.
north.
Going to Mobei to seek refuge with the big tribes is indeed a way to stay together and have great hope of survival. But this is just a great hope. Even every tribe that chooses to go to Mobei has already prepared sacrifices in their hearts, even
With the intention of being annexed by a large tribe.
But going to Monan is different. As long as there is pasture for grazing, the entire tribe can survive. Even if they occasionally encounter white disasters, with the support of the Ming Dynasty Mutual Market, they believe they can easily survive the white disasters.
On the one hand, the future is uncertain, but on the other hand, we just need to take the risk and give it a try. If it is true, then the whole clan will be worry-free. With this kind of choice, every tribe leader knows how to choose.
As for the blood feud between each other, are you a little embarrassed to surrender now? .??.??
The grassland tribes don’t care about this. Their ancestors have gone through tribal disputes for generations. The blood feud between their tribes is even worse than that with the Ming Dynasty. If they were silent in hatred, then the Ming Dynasty would be happy. They
They will fight each other to the death.
There is also surrender, which is even more shameless in the eyes of the grassland tribes. Only by relying on the strong can you survive, this is a concept engraved in your bones.
"If the market is cut off, the Mongols will turn into bandits and plunder; if the market is open, it will be easy for thieves to trade and exchange what they have."
Building a mutual market is not complicated. You just need to encircle a piece of flat land with a wooden fence and build some wooden sheds to protect it from wind and rain.
Thirteen mutual markets were opened at the same time, and the first to enter the mutual markets were not the private traders, but the Ming Dynasty Royal Grain Industry.
Daming Royal Grain Industry is no longer just to protect grain prices and prevent them from being too high or too low. Under the management of Yu Shaodong, Daming Royal Grain Industry has already extended its tentacles to all walks of life in the business.
Spices and sugar from Nanyang, ginseng from Korea, and fur from Liaodong were all managed by the Ming Dynasty Royal Grain Industry.
The exchange market is filled with necessities such as grain, iron pots, salt, and tea on the grasslands. Of course, there are also rare spirits and sugar. However, considering that not many people may be willing to return these valuable things at the beginning, there is no reserve.
There is plenty of food.
The news of recruiting the Mengyuan tribe has been out for a month, but no tribe has come to join them for such a long time.
Fu Youde was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He was afraid that this matter would be messed up and he would not be able to explain it to the emperor. But the Mengyuan tribe was hiding on the grassland, so he couldn't send troops to drive them out.
?
If he sends troops for an important matter, the Meng Yuan people who get the news may flee further and dare not approach.
Fortunately, things took a turn for the better soon. A small tribe from the grassland led several hundred tribesmen and drove a few cattle and sheep towards the Ming border.
This tribe was originally planning to flee north to join the Oara tribe. However, they lost too many cattle and sheep during the flight. Even if they continued to go north, it would be almost impossible for them to reach the Oara tribe with these cattle and sheep.
They will all starve to death.
With no other choice, they did not dare to investigate whether it was true or false after receiving the news of Ming Dynasty's recruitment, so they rushed over without stopping.
A group of people came outside the city gate of the Ming Dynasty and looked at the densely packed Ming army on the city tower, but they did not attack them immediately. The tribe leader Aha Chu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
It seems that the news about Ming Dynasty's recruitment may be true.
After all, in the past, let alone approaching the city gates of the Ming Dynasty, even if you were still on the grassland, you might be attacked by the Ming Dynasty's horsemen at any time.
But this time, miraculously, he didn't even encounter a group of rangers along the way.
Obviously, in order to show his sincerity, Ming even took back the Youqi.
After waiting outside the city for a moment, Ahachu saw that Daming neither attacked nor opened the city gate, so he stood up with a spear hanging from an animal skin and shouted loudly: "Gulun tribe,
Aha came out and came to join the Ming Dynasty. I hope the Ming Dynasty will open the city gates and let us go to worship."
When the general guarding the city heard this, he stood at the city gate and replied loudly: "Aha, the leader, has come to surrender. I, the Ming Dynasty, welcome you very much. But please, Aha, please go ahead and wait for a while, and let me report to the commander-in-chief for his decision!"
"Thank you, General Ming. We can wait." When Aha saw that the Ming army was so easy to talk to, Aha let go a lot of his worries. He didn't have the slightest objection to the Ming army asking him to wait. He had something to ask for now, as long as he could survive.
, what's the point of waiting?
Soon, Fu Youde got the news and came in person.
When they came to the city gate, they saw a small tribe with only a few hundred people. With a wave of their hand, they were asked to open the city gate and let them into the city.
Aha was waiting with his tribe against the wind and sand. Suddenly he saw the city gate slowly opening. He couldn't help shouting and told everyone in his tribe.
When these people looked at the slowly opening city gate, they seemed to see the hope of survival, but also seemed to see the bloody mouth of hell opening.
"Please ask Aha to bring out the leader and lead the people into the pass." The voice of General Ming came from the tower.
Aha Chu and the tribesmen all looked at each other in confusion. After passing through a city gate, it may be life or death. It is indeed difficult for people to make a choice.
After being silent for a while, Aha suddenly raised the spear in his hand and shouted loudly: "People, we have no way to retreat. With our current cattle and sheep, even if we retreat to the grassland, it will be a dead end. Mingren
There is a saying that goes well, if you put yourself to death and survive, my people will follow me into the city."
Aha Chu's words caused a commotion among the tribe, but it soon calmed down. Indeed, just as Aha Chu said, they have no way out now and can only hope to survive.
The group of people came to the bottom of the city wall with anxiety, walked through the urn city, and waited until they passed through the dark city gate.
The moment Ahachu saw the sun shining on his face again, he realized that Da Ming had indeed not lied to him, and that Da Ming really wanted to appease him sincerely.
In just a short period of time, he and his tribe seemed to have gone from death to rebirth.
When Aha Chu came out, there was already a general waiting for him. According to the etiquette of the grassland, the general saluted A Ha Chu.
Since the Ming Dynasty has been fighting on the grasslands for many years, and some generals in the Ming army were even surrendered generals in the Yuan Dynasty, they are no strangers to the etiquette of the grasslands. Some Ming army generals are even familiar with the language of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties.
Seeing the Ming army general salute him with prairie etiquette, Ahachu was immediately flattered and even felt closer to him.
"Aha, come forward and invite me. The commander is waiting for you."
"Your commander is waiting for me?" Ahachu was greatly surprised. A tribe like his with only a few hundred members was nothing on the grassland. Other large tribes did not pay attention to him at all, and even one of them was unhappy.
, and it is possible that they will send troops to destroy him.
Ahachu, who had lived half his life, never thought that one day he would be able to meet the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty army.
"Exactly." Qian Jiang replied politely.
Aha Chu replied excitedly: "I don't dare to have General Lao Mingjun waiting for me. General, please take me to see him quickly."
General Pian smiled and stretched out his hand: "Aha, please take the lead."
After saying that, he turned around and led Aha out towards the handsome tent where Fu Youde was.
After walking a few steps, Aha Chu quickly asked the question that concerned him the most: "I would like to ask the general, I heard that the Ming Dynasty opened up the mutual market. Is it true?"