First Prince of Ming Dynasty

In the northern Xinjiang camp, at night Li Wenzhong wore black armor with his left hand and held the sword at his waist to shuttle around the camp, patrolling the camps, frowning from time to time and reprimanding the generals behind him. This is his daily routine.

Ever since taking over from Chang Shuai to take charge of the army, Su Xing Yemei dared not slack off a bit, but fortunately Chang Shuai wanted to make it happen, and before he left, he deliberately demoted the rebellious but outstanding soldier among the generals.

He was given the opportunity to be promoted by grace, and his position was justified, and he was promoted to the title of prince by the court shortly afterwards. With his majesty and dignity, he smoothly gathered the military power in his hands, and dispatched all kinds of soldiers and horses like his fingers.

After seeing the horses in the horse camp for the last time, and unpacking several bags of grain and grass for inspection, he nodded in satisfaction, and the generals also heaved a sigh of relief.

A left-leading general stepped forward and said, "General, the princes of the Tatar Chahar, Tumed, and Asut tribes have all arrived, and the rest of the tribes have also sent envoys."

"Where's Tianbaonu?"

"He is quite obedient, has been in his camp, and never went to meet the Tatar kings."

Another person stepped forward and said: "General, the troubles in Wala are so fierce, why don't you take advantage of this time to kill these few, and really send troops into the grassland, sweep the holes and plow the courtyard, and make peace for me. Under the eternal foundation."

The faces of the few people in the back turned dark, let's not talk about whether this matter is so easy to say, just say that without the threat of the grassland, how can they have the confidence to be arrogant in the future with tens of thousands of mercenaries under their command? , I became an official and promoted to a noble for a while, but I have no real power in my hands.

Li Wenzhong shook his head and said: "The few who came here have already arranged their respective tribes to make preparations in advance. Once our army moves, it will be scattered in an instant. Not to mention the futility, it will also damage the reputation that His Highness has built up so hard. "

Although Daming is strong and prosperous now, the grassland is so vast, as long as they are willing to abandon the water and grassland they occupy, there is really nothing to be afraid of. After all, the royal family will not suffer no matter what. As for the herdsmen, it is just weeds.

Now he can summon the leaders of several royal clans with a single letter. In addition to the military power, there is also Da Ming's reputation. The various tribes of Tatar have promises to be practiced.

This is also Zhu Biao's order. It started when Xu Dachang Yuchun was in charge of the northern border. He distributed business rewards and never broke his promise. Therefore, many small Tatar tribes have always been more inclined to Ming than to join forces with Oala.

"Go and see them." Li Wenzhong patted the dust off his hands: "Tianbaonu will watch over there, General Wuben ordered him not to move."

"promise!"

Not long after, Li Wenzhong entered the big tent surrounded by all the generals, and ignored the Tatar kings who came up to greet him. It's one thing to keep promises, but it's another thing to be courteous to them. .

Seeing Li Wenzhong like this, the Tatar princes didn't care about the huge bright jewels inlaid on the cymbal hat with their big bellies covered with gold and silver.

"Hehe, His Royal Highness King Qiyang is worthy of being the pillar of the Great Ming Dynasty. He is really majestic and magnificent, and he is a great hero!"

If they don't look like this and their clothing style is different from that of the Central Plains, no one would suspect that they are wealthy merchants and gentry from the south of the Yangtze River.

In fact, they are used to it. The former Great General of Northern Xinjiang, Kaiping Wang Chang Yuchun, was much more reckless than this. They treated them like cattle, horses, pigs and dogs, and they could bear it.

Returning to the grassland after being defeated in the Central Plains, and losing the sweat position that has been passed down in the blood of the ancestors of the ancestors, he naturally has no confidence to compete with the people in front of him.

After Li Wenzhong took his seat, he did not say a word, and set the school row on the other side, staring at them covetously. When King Chahar saw this, he stroked his chest and saluted: "I heard the call of the prince, and I will come here without stopping. I don't know what to order .”

"Why do you gather the horses and soldiers from all the tribes!"

King Tumed touched the golden silk-encrusted ring on his finger and bowed his head: "This is our own business in Mongolia, so don't bother King Qiyang."

Li Wenzhong looked sideways slightly and his tone of voice did not change at all: "Do you think my soldiers are disadvantaged?"

"General! The last general please fight!"

"Please be the last general to lead Qingqi to destroy Tumed's troops!"

Li Wenzhong raised his hand and there was a sudden silence in the tent: "You have all been conferred by the imperial court, and there are restrictions beyond the rewards."

The envoy of the Horqin tribe stepped forward and saluted, "Why did we gather our troops? You should also know that Meng Ge Timur killed Zhuoli Ke Tuhan, which we cannot allow."

General Wei, the leader of the left army, sneered and said, "When Ye Sudieer killed your previous Khan, why didn't you say that you can't tolerate revenge."

The envoy of the Horqin tribe is very handsome. He is the son-in-law of the Horqin king and the eldest son of the contemporary patriarch of the Hongji tribe. He just bowed his head slightly and said, "It is natural for him to join forces with Wala to kill Usahar Khan. It's extremely disrespectful, but since his surname is still Borjijin, it's an internal problem of ours."

"Tuotuo is right, King Qiyang, you can send troops to watch over us, but please don't stop us from going to conquer Oala's rebellion."

"no."

"Hahaha!"

The faces of the Tatar kings were livid, while the northern soldiers on the other side laughed loudly and unceremoniously.

Tuotuo took a deep breath, stopped the princes who were about to get angry, stepped forward and said earnestly: "Wala has never accepted the canonization of Ming Dynasty, let us conquer them, and bring the tribes of the entire grassland to present to the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty, this is also a great achievement for you."

Li Wenzhong didn't pay attention to these words, he has already reached this point, no merit or fault is a great achievement, he will not be easily swayed by interests, and he will never make decisions without receiving orders from the Holy Majesty or the Crown Prince.

"You have to wait for the imperial court's decree before you can gather troops to fight according to the decree. Otherwise, I will lead a large army to the grassland and kill your tribes!"

These words almost tore away the fig leaf of the past few years. The complexions of several Tatar princes were extremely ugly, their eyes were dark and they didn't know what they were thinking, and the generals on the opposite side were about to move.

The two sides were already rivals, if Daming had the strength to mop up the grassland, or if the grassland had the background to counterattack the Central Plains, the war would have broken out long ago, so if there were any problems, the face matter would be ignored.

The few people wanted to throw away their sleeves and leave, but they didn't believe that he really dared to lead troops to station, not to mention that they were not vegetarians, fighting on the grassland, it is not yet known who will win and who will lose.

But in the end, reason prevailed. It is easy to embarrass Li Wenzhong, but it is not easy to end. If he backstabs during the battle between Tatar and Oirat, everything will be over.

"King Qiyang is acting like this, we will definitely report to Emperor Ming, and please also invite Lord Tianbaonu out, the grassland cannot be left alone for a day."

Li Wenzhong thought about it for a while, and finally agreed, just like the other party was still willing to give in at this time, it's better to leave some leeway, not to mention that Tianbaonu is in his hands, and he can fly with wings.

Soon the guards invited Tianbaonu over, and Li Wenzhong sat quietly at the head, watching a good scene of his uncle and nephew reuniting and crying, without mentioning that this was to avenge Tianbaonu's murder of his father and enemy .

Even Tianbaonu was like this, full of righteous indignation, calling Mengge Timur to kill Khan, and he could not be allowed to survive under the Longevity Heaven.

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There are many thick Buddhist scriptures in front of Zhu Biao. From time to time, eminent monks and great virtues visit each other, which makes the government and the public discuss it. Many imperial historians have played admonishment, bluntly saying that the prince should not read more about such things, and the emperor should come forward in person. put one's oar in.

Naturally, Zhu Biao didn't suddenly become a Buddhist, but was just studying the method of domesticating Mongolia. After removing the authority and glory of the Jin family, although it split Mongolia to a certain extent, it also gave Cao Mang a chance to stand out.

Therefore, it is still necessary to complement other means, and the yellow religion is compliant with Mongolia, which is superior to China.

Tibetan Buddhism is the most suitable choice, and the foundation was laid as early as the time of Yuan Shizu Kublai Khan. Tibetan Buddhism was the state religion of the Yuan Dynasty and had a great influence among princes, nobles and ordinary herdsmen.

But the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains have no roots in the grasslands, and they are also rejected by the herdsmen, and their influence is not even comparable to that of the traditional Shamanism.