The Tatar man led Emperor Hongzhi and others to a simple residence where the horse manure smelled stronger. In the distance, a large number of cattle and horses surrounded the circle, with dozens or hundreds of heads.

He showed Emperor Hongzhi one by one that there were not many cattle and horses, but they were all brave. There were dozens of cattle, and they were transported to the pass, which included the farmland and the animal power of driving.

Emperor Hongzhi stood outside the circle with his hands behind his back, waved to Fang Jifan, and Fang Jifan stepped forward: "What are the instructions of the master?"

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "Look, the cattle and horses raised by the Tatars are still so strong. This is really their innate ability. I am a little worried."

Fang Jifan smiled, this is the truth. The Han people also built pastures in the desert, but the cattle and horses they raised were worse. God knows what the tricks were there.

Fang Jifan said: "What are your Majesty worried about?"

"In the future, perhaps these Tatars will be the biggest troubles of my Ming Dynasty." Emperor Hongzhi said: "But what if the Tatars are killed? In another ten or twenty years, there will be new tribes to settle here. In my central country, enemies from the northern desert are always endless. Just like this weed. Without the Huns, there will be Xianbei. Without the Xianbei, there will be Turks again. When the Turks are gone, they will be Khitan, Jurchen and Mongols."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the leisurely and comfortable cows and horses in the circle, and was stunned.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty ordered my son to manage the land outside the pass, and my son should do his best to do his best."

"I hope this is the case." Emperor Hongzhi glanced at the strong and tough Tatar man. This guy looked so slim and looked a little ugly. The ugly people were scary.

The Tatars were happy when they saw Emperor Hongzhi, so they came forward and said, "How is it, it's cheap... very cheap..."

"I have to look at it again." Emperor Hongzhi looked at him with a smile: "You can speak Chinese? Where did you learn it?"

The Tatars said, "I... am here, learn, learn with them."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "What's your name?"

The Tatar people said: "My surname is Zhu, Zhu Dachang!"

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

Liu Jian's mouth twitched a little.

Zhu Houzhao was heartless and laughed out loud.

When Emperor Hongzhi understood that this was not Zhu, but Zhu, his face calmed down a little.

Unexpectedly, this person has a Chinese name.

As for what his name is, it is unknown.

Anyway, no one can remember it.

but……

Fang Jifan coughed beside him and said softly to Emperor Hongzhi: "Your Majesty, this is the case with the barbarians. Once our Central Plains dynasty is powerful, they will naturally admire us. Just like when the Han Dynasty was there, countless foreign races gave themselves Chinese names, but most of them were Liu. By the time of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there were countless foreign races with surnames Li. Many Tatars claimed that their surnames were Zhu when they registered their Chinese names, and they were dissuaded by someone, so they did not let the country's surnames be everywhere outside the pass. Therefore, many Tatars now claim that their surnames were Zhu or Zhu."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Dachang and thoughtful, his face calmed down a lot.

Zhu Dachang smiled and said, "Or, come to my tent and talk in detail. It's not far away, there... it's noon, I'll have lunch, and I'll invite you."

Emperor Hongzhi held his hands behind his back and was interested: "Okay, it's good to go and have a look."

When he arrived at the tent with sewage, Zhu Dachang said, "It's really dirty, ashamed, very ashamed." He smiled foolishly, but then said, "But soon, it's good, I...I bought a house, such a tall building..." He gestured with his hands and described it as a very tall look: "Three bedrooms and two living rooms, a good house in Xishan, Fang Shanren is willing to borrow money for us. I sold seventy cows and horses and paid the down payment. It's not far away. I can grazed normally, and I can live in it during the winter to hide from the wind and sand, clean..." His proud face turned red: "It's warm inside, but unfortunately... I haven't delivered the house yet, and I say... I say it's the end of this year."

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

He looked at the "good man"!

Fang Jifan immediately showed a look of pride on his face. He could bring friendship from a Han Chinese to his friends of Tatar, which made him feel a sense of joy. The Tatar friends were proud of their pride. They never looked at the total price when buying a house, but only looked at the down payment, and didn't even look at the house. The money was delivered without blinking. The most important thing was that they were not like those damn princes and nobles, who bought a house and scolded them all day long.

Zhu Dachang said, rolled up the curtain of the tent, opened it, and Emperor Hongzhi then hugged in.

There is a woman and a child inside.

It seemed that they were used to having guests coming, and the child ran away with his book bags on his back.

The woman went to the tent to prepare refreshments.

Zhu Dachang sat cross-legged and directly on the ground.

Emperor Hongzhi was not polite, and he also copied the rules.

When the woman poured the refreshment, Emperor Hongzhi frowned at the thick liquid in the cup.

Seeing this, Liu Jian hurriedly took a sip first, and his face turned red and he looked in pain.

"This...is this wine?"

Zhu Dachang said: "I am not used to milk wine at first, and if I drink too much, it will be delicious."

Emperor Hongzhi and Fang Jifan were so scared that they put down the cup. Only Zhu Houzhao drank it all in one go, and wiped his mouth: "It's too light, I'll treat you to a strong one next time."

Emperor Hongzhi glared at Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao didn't care.

But he saw Zhu Dachang getting up at this time. It turned out that there was a shrine in this big tent. There were two statues of gods enshrined in the shrine. Both of them were all green-faced and fangs, similar to the angrily Vajra God. He muttered something and looked pious. He sat back after he finished worshiping.

Zhu Houzhao was amused when he saw the god statue being ugly: "Who is this worship?"

"This is what the wise men say about the god of war and the god of wealth, which can bless us." Zhu Dachang pointed to the wood statue on the left that was ugly than he had born himself and said, "This is called Zhu Houzhao, the prince of the Ming Dynasty. He is the god of heaven who descends to earth. Wherever he passes, he can give the earth courage, have an immortal body, and communicate with God, so that people can gain courage."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't laugh at all. He widened his eyes and looked at the dark-faced and green-faced and fanged "monster", and he couldn't speak.

Zhu Dachang pointed to another wooden statue and said piously: "This is even more powerful, this is called Fang Jiji..."

Fang Jifan said: "Fang Jifan?"

"Yes, Fang Jiji..." Zhu Dachang's Chinese pronunciation was inaccurate, but he seemed very serious: "Fang Jiji is a kind god. This is what the great wise man said. He can eliminate plagues to the desert, bring us countless wealth, and make our cattle and sheep fat. As long as we are happy, we Tatars will be safe and happy."

Zhu Dachang sighed: "Fang Jiji is the kindest among the gods. He never spread plagues, nor can he bear to see diseases and killings."

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned when he heard this, looking at Zhu Houzhao, then at Fang Jifan, and then at the ugly statue of the god. For a moment... he was speechless.

In the tent, there was an indescribable embarrassment.

The Tatars believed in shamans, who believed that all things had spirits. At the same time, they praised the strong, and whoever they believed in.

Zhu Houzhao swept across the desert and killed Yanda Khan. This was the first time that the Tatars felt unparalleled courage, because they realized that the former stable rear had disappeared. As long as they had delusions, the Iron Cavalry of the Ming Dynasty would still give them a heavy blow.

At the beginning, Zhu Houzhao killed their cattle and horses and ordered the Tatars to go to the border town before they could receive relief.

Countless Tatars almost followed the blood and tears to the border town.

But... a miracle happened. They arrived at the border town. After they arrived at the border town, what they encountered was not killing, but... settling down, countless Tatars were settled, some were mining, some went to rebuild the ranch. They found that they could get silver, silver could buy salt, pig iron and everything they could not imagine before.

Yanda Khan is dead.

According to the rules in the desert, when a strong man falls, there will be countless attacks and killings next, and countless battles and revenge will arise between the divisions until a new strong man rises up and reunites the desert.

But this time, it was different. There was no strong man. All people remembered was the only one who went deep into the desert, killed all directions, and cut off Yanda Khan's head. When everyone settled down, they began to worship the new strong man.

As for this great good man Fang, it was because he survived in the desert. The Tatars discovered that everything they did was closely related to the great good man Fang. The great good man Fang actually borrowed money from the Tatars. You should know that the Tatars had very few ideas about borrowing before. In the minds of the Tatars, the person who was willing to borrow from them must be an amazing good man.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "But they are Han people."

Zhu Dachang was happy: "They are not Han people, they are gods. There will be no race difference in the gods in heaven. They are messengers sent by Changshengtian to calm the killing."

He began to mutter, with piety.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart that the Tatars were simple. For the same thing, the people in the capital scolded me.

Emperor Hongzhi deliberately did not go to see the shrine, but said, "Why do you... believe in them?"

Zhu Dachang grinned and laughed: "Because this is the best time for us Tatars. In the past, the Yanda Khan unified the desert and claimed that he was the blood of the Golden Family, but so what? I am the Tatar. My father and my grandparents followed them to fight, and countless people around me died in battle. What is the return?"

When Zhu Dachang said this, he became sad and angry.
Chapter completed!