When the Great Khan of Budali came to Beijing, he was treated with great respect and treated with numerous luxury cars, fine wines, and delicacies.
The prefectures and counties along the way took very good care of these hundreds of cavalrymen.
Although money can buy everything in Chahanhot, but where has he seen something so precious and enshrined in the royal family?
The porcelain bowls used for eating are exquisite and clear, the ivory chopsticks, and the delicacies are all top-notch in the world, and cannot be enjoyed without a certain status.
Budali was satisfied, but at the same time he was greedy.
If he occupies this Han land, these things will belong to him.
However, when he raised his eyes and saw the sturdy iron cavalry guarding near him, he shrank his neck.
Not to mention, even in the Chahar tribe, as the Great Khan, he relied more on the title of Beihai County Prince conferred by his brother-in-law.
Although the real Chahar Khan was only seven or eight years old, he was the real heir.
"Hey!" Budali sighed, and immediately returned to reality, and then became excited again:
"The emperor is my brother-in-law. You can enjoy these things without fighting."
In fact, corrupting the Mongolian nobles was something the Manchus often did in history. Economic accounts between countries cannot be calculated carefully.
Historically, although the Manchu Qing Dynasty married the Horqin tribe, they never alienated the other Mongolian tribes. More than 300 Taiji, Beizi, Beile, county kings, and princes were conferred.
But they are different from the Ming Dynasty. The annual salaries, rewards, and incense for temples from these titles will be sent far away to the Mongolian grasslands and handed over to this group of nobles.
A rough estimate is that the Mongolian wooing costs more than one million taels of silver every year, and the Mongolian nobles only need to be loyal.
This is the reason why the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not build the Great Wall for three hundred years. He gave the money to build the Great Wall to the Mongolian nobles. If he built the Great Wall again, he would be repeating the work.
As for the Mongolian policy, Zhu Yixi was not prepared to follow it completely.
Without him, a large number of rewards, just like raising money to corrupt officials, made the Mongolian nobles' appetite grow bigger and bigger.
Historically, in the late Qing Dynasty, it was not so much the Qing Dynasty and the nobles who controlled Mongolia as it was the Shanxi merchants who controlled Mongolia.
Because those nobles, whose appetites were inflated, kept selling everything in order to maintain their high consumption.
Slaves, grassland, cattle and sheep, and even tax collection rights were all sold.
Shanxi merchants became the big landowners of Monan Mongolia, the real emperors, and the tribes of Monan became economic colonies.
When it comes to riding and shooting, the Mongols are really good, even better than the Manchus. This is their special skill.
But the world changed, firearms began to dominate the world, the ferocious Golden Horde disappeared, and the Russians began to conquer Siberia with firearms.
The Manchu Qing Dynasty did not see this, and still looked at it with the old eyes and implemented the policy of weakening Mongolia. However, the travelers understood that Mongolia was not of concern, and only the Russians would be the enemy in the future.
Therefore, the strategy of integrating Han and Mongolia and using Mongolians as the vanguard came into being.
In the mind of the Ming Emperor, a set of conquest strategies had long been formed:
To conquer the Siberian Plateau and Central and Western Asia, you will need expert horsemen and archers like Mongolia; to conquer Southeast Asia, you will need to mobilize the Yi people from Yunnan and Guizhou, who are suitable for tropical rainforests.
After taking over the Indochina Peninsula, we will form an indigenous army and conquer the islands across the sea.
The Southeast Asian archipelago is no joke. Malaria alone is enough to reduce the combat effectiveness in half. On the archipelago that has not yet been fully developed, no matter how hard you try, there will be little success.
Without that group of indigenous soldiers, we wouldn't be able to defend it after we defeat it.
"Your Majesty the Ming Emperor, your loyal subordinate Budali has come to see you——"
Budali knelt down and held his chest respectfully, without hesitation.
His sister Qiqige was standing beside her, with a big belly and tears in her eyes.
"Why do you and I need so many gifts?"
Zhu Yixi stood up and looked at Budali, who was half a head shorter than herself and had thick limbs.
He has a natural Mongolian appearance, with a round face, a slightly flat nose, a sunburned face, two bow legs, and a pair of long, slender hands.
Although he is only in his twenties, two or three years younger than himself, he looks like he is in his thirties.
The Mongolian Plateau is really bitter.
Thinking of the Manchus forcing their eldest daughter to marry the Mongols, it really made people suffer. Few lived long, but countless died.
In the middle period, the emperors and princes were reluctant to leave, and most of them built mansions in the capital to settle down.
It's not okay to let my daughter do this kind of thing.
Budali was chirping again, and Qi Qi Ge acted as the translator.
"Dear Emperor, without you our Chahar Department wouldn't be where we are today——"
Budali described the preciousness of food this spring, which enabled the Chahar tribe to preserve its vitality and strength. To a certain extent, the tide has lifted all boats.
However, he hesitated for a while and finally expressed the thoughts of the Chechen Ministry.
"Buying food?"
Zhu Yixi muttered, and the smile on her face suddenly faded:
"Was last year's white disaster serious?"
"It is indeed very serious." Budali said respectfully: "It is a great white disaster that occurs almost once every ten years. The ordinary tribes are severely damaged."
"Once in ten years?" The emperor raised his eyebrows, and then said: "For the Chechen tribe, they are one of the three major tribes in Mobei Mongolia. No matter how severe the White Disaster is, it will not do much harm to them."
"You mean?" Qiqige asked doubtfully.
"By taking this opportunity, the three major tribes will expand their strength and annex those tribes affected by the disaster, and their strength will greatly increase."
Zhu Yixi turned around, took off his coat, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what happens, there are Buryat Mongolia further north, and plundering them can still feed the people."
"This time, I'm afraid you want to show your kindness to me through your brother!"
As he said this, he looked up and saw Budali looking at him with panic and even some expectancy.
Obviously, Qiqige did not translate just now. The Beihai County Prince was still confused and afraid.
This time going south, meeting my sister is the second priority, I'm afraid asking for help is the real thing.
"Tell your brother that there are thousands of troops in Chahanhot and tens of thousands in the Xuanfu area. No matter how many troops the Chechen Khan comes, he can only come and die."
With a smile on her lips, Zhu Yixi looked at her uncle and said easily:
"No matter what happens, I will leave him a grand county palace in Beijing. It will be much better than suffering in the Chahar tribe."
Qiqige translated it truthfully, which made Budali feel more at ease.
He just swallowed, said a few words with longing on his face, and then turned to look at the emperor.
Qiqige felt ashamed and scolded her, but the latter remained unmoved.
Helpless, she could only blush with embarrassment and translate:
"Your Majesty, my brother is envious of the prosperity in the south. After all, the Chechen Khan has tens of thousands of cavalry, which is far beyond what the greatly weakened Chahar tribe can contend with, so he wants to build a royal palace first to prepare for emergencies..."