After dark, Fried Flowers and Bai Hong Dataiji drank together.

Bai Hong Dataiji was a little depressed. Of course, he didn't want his territory to be divided into counties, and he inserted it into the Chahar people and a large number of Han people.

"What do you think about the frying flower Taiwan?"

Baked Flowers squinted: "If a six-year-old child ran to Bai Hong Da Taiji to negotiate and demanded power seriously, how would Taiji feel?"

Bai Hong Dataiji was stunned at first, then looked thoughtful.

"We Mongolians are no longer able to do it." Chaohua said quietly: "We were strong before, so we dared to plunder the Ming Dynasty and disdain for the Ming Dynasty. Now that we are weak and cannot beat others, we must obey the Han people's orders. There is no shame in this. When Genghis Khan unified the tribes, and if everyone negotiated terms with him, how could the ninety-five thousand households be compiled? Did the leaders of the tribes at that time not want to retain their territory and power?"

Bai Hong Dataiji was shocked and said, "Mr. Zhang won't learn from Genghis Khan, right?"

"Of course not." Baixu said: "Tian Khan is the title of the leader of the Han people. From ancient times to the present, only Emperor Taizong of Tang and Lord Zhang had. Emperor Taizong of Tang defeated the Turks and the tribes were convinced. Lord Zhang defeated the tribes with one sword and one shot on the grassland, and everyone was convinced and could only support him. With the title of honor, he had a name. In the words of the Han people, Tian Khan used two styles of behavior to be gentle and drizzle, moistening things silently. Before setting up a county, they had already done many things. They dealt with herdsmen, traded, taxed, and enriched armored soldiers into the Hutchison cavalry team. We had long been conquered, everything was over, and it was ridiculous that there were still people who didn't know it."

Bai Hong Dataiji looked confused and said to the frying flower after a while: "Why don't many people feel it?"

"Stupid." Baked Flower cursed for granted.

After a while, the fried flowers sighed again, shook their heads and said, "This is what I want to say. We have obviously been deprived of everything, and many people still think it is in their own hands. What does this mean? They are more skilled."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Bai Hong Dataiji raised the goat's milk wine and said, "I will stop after I get drunk."

"Yeah, I'll stop drunk."

...

King Omu Buhong of Shunyi was actually very unacceptable to typical Han houses. The place was too wide, the roof was too high, there were too many windows, the room was too bright, and the square bricks on the ground were too hard.

Even in Qingcheng Youhan Palace, Mongolian nobles often live in felt bags. When Omubuhong was a child, his father Khan often took him out for hunting. He lived in a dome felt bag with only a small window. It was also warm in winter, with thick fur on his body. The small space was covered with blankets and fur, which made people feel very warm and comfortable.

He had lost this feeling for a long time, and he had never been reborn after fighting and remembering the army. First, there was a turbulent war, and the twelve tribes of Tumot raised troops one after another, and then the war was unfavorable. All tribes suffered setbacks. The Mongolian boy felt that his father Khan's prestige was declining sharply.

At this time, he was captured again, and then news came that his father Khan was killed by Acheng Taiji, Xi Lingse and others.

At that time, the boy felt that his sky had collapsed. He knew that he had lost half of his value, so he had to use the remaining half of his life quickly.

Show loyalty, recognize your uncle, and follow Zhang Han around, even his eyes are full of admiration and respect.

Sometimes the fat guy will find the anger deep in his heart, and even wake him up in his dreams.

Now he can't tell whether he really likes and respects Zhang Han or has been acting? If it's acting, then he has already believed it until he has become convinced.

The King of Shunyi had several Han aides, who were those Han gentry who came to join Hutchison and felt that their treatment and starting point were too low and did not match their status. Several of them had the fame of Juren or scholars. They ran to the grassland to seek greater wealth. As a result, Hutchison asked them to start from the grassroots level and had to constantly evaluate them. These people were also arrogant and arrogant, and they could also be said to be high-minded and low-key. They were unwilling to go home just now. After the King of Shunyi recruited them, there was a title given by the Ming Dynasty, so these people pinched their noses to take office in the royal palace.

After hearing the news, King Shunyi sat cross-legged on the couch and said seriously: "Oba Taiji and the others actually planned to threaten their uncle, and they were also threatening Tian Khan. I am both a minister of Tian Khan and my uncle's nephew. What should I do about this?"

"Speaking of this, Lord Zhang also has some unwise things." A Qian staff member sneered and stroked his beard and sneered: "Hamchison has always developed very smoothly. After studying for a while, I felt that Lord Zhang was the best at balancing, so why did he be so fucked this time?"

"I'm a little anxious." An old scholar closed his eyes and shook his head, saying, "Divide and treat it, and gradually swallow it. There is no reason why Lord Zhang and his subordinates don't understand such a simple truth."

Qian Mian sneered: "I think it's still a big victory. Now that the Hutchison Merchants Army is strong, Lord Zhang is a little fluttering."

"No matter what, I have to support my uncle." King Shunyi also felt that Zhang Han was doing this too recklessly, and the purpose of dividing counties was too obvious. Not stupid people would understand that after dividing counties, the traditions and bloodlines between the various departments would be slowly disrupted. The positions of county magistrates and other positions were all in the hands of the Han people. The Mongolians might have a noble title, but they were not old titles such as Da Khan and Taiji. Over time, the nobles might also be transferred to others. A hundred years later, there were only various counties and Han Mongolians on the grassland, and there were no golden family and real nobles.

King Shunyi is definitely not happy with this situation. Everyone is the same. He will think about the position wherever he sits on. King Shunyi is also a descendant of the Golden Family and is the direct descendant of the Dayan Khan lineage. Dayan Khan's patriarchy can also be traced clearly, and each layer of blood is undoubtedly confirmed.

The Mongols mind this very much. They are not considered noble without blood. Those with blood are born noble.

But it doesn't matter what King Shunyi thinks. His butt is sitting on Hutchison's side now, and there is no other way to think about it.

If Hutchison was broken, the King of Shunyi would not naively think that someone would support him and restore him, and there would be no obvious signs of killing, but the King of Shunyi would definitely die silently in a dark corner, and then someone would launch a new Khan, a new King of Shunyi.

"Don't criticize the measures of Hutchison." King Shunyi urged helplessly. The people in front of him were considered elites among the Han people, but now he understood why Hutchison didn't want these guys to play.

"For the sake of the present, King Shunyi's footsteps must be firmly established." Qian's aide pondered: "No matter what, Hutchison and Lord Zhang hold heavy troops, this is the strongest point. Any repetition will eventually be suppressed."

"It's probably going to be bloody."

"The king must stand firm. Didn't An Zhi deliberately let go of the news and cause dissatisfaction among a group of people, and then take the opportunity to clear out some Mongolian Taiji?"

"It's possible, but it's also an opportunity."

Qian's aide had a bright look and said seriously: "The opportunity is that the king has always been willing to live in the back of the people. This is a way to hide his humbleness. There is nothing wrong with it, but if he has been hiding his humbleness for a long time, it may be a coward in people's eyes. This time, I suggest that the king prepare some troops in advance. If Taiji dares to be disrespectful to Lord Zhang, don't wait for the Hunji people to take action. The king will send troops to take them first!"

King Shunyi said with a pale face: "Isn't this good?"

"The King must cheer up!" Qian's aide said with a sharp look: "The so-called God will not take it, and you will suffer the disaster. Now is a rare opportunity. There are so many Mongolian nobles here. The King is angry and punishes the people of the evil tribe on behalf of Hutchison. No matter how powerful Hutchison is, in the eyes of the Mongolians, the King will still be King Shunyi and the strongest Khan in Mongolia. In this way, in the future, the King will become more prestige, and perhaps there will be a chance to be independent."

"It's indeed a good opportunity. The king should wear a dress, list the guards of Chen, and show his majesty."

"Mr. Zhang will not be angry, after all, the king is making a name for Hutchison and serving his loyalty to Hutchison."

Omubuhong did bring a lot of people here, and Hutchison gave him quite generous treatment. Among the twelve Tumot tribes, the Khan originally occupied the most ranch and tribe Dingkou. Hutchison treated some of the remaining things as benefits to the new Shunyi King. Omubuhong was not short of money, especially on the premise of protecting the Khan Palace.

The Tumotes also robbed the horse market for decades and decades, earning at least 200,000 taels of silver every year.

Over the past few decades, Altan Khan accumulated a large amount of wealth, and some of it fell into the hands of Xi Lingse lineage. The third lady passed it to her descendants, and most of it turned into the magnificent Khan Palace and its storage. Whether it was gold, silver or high-quality silk materials, it was a perfect currency in this era. The little fat man controlled the wealth accumulated by his ancestors over the past decades. Whether it was Mashi or Tumochuan, the hard work and sweat of the 100,000 Han people, was enough for King Shunyi to spend a long time.

“I’m thinking about it.”

In the end, King Shunyi did not agree easily, but decided to think about it before making a decision.

Several Han staff members looked dissatisfied, but they had no way to force King Shunyi to make a decision immediately, so they could only dismiss him.

"Don't stop." Qian's aide said dissatisfied outside the house: "King Shunyi is also a person like Yuan Benchu."

"No?" Another juren said with a smile: "Now is the best opportunity. It is natural for the Mongolians to cause trouble. King Shunyi has made a move. I missed this opportunity. I don't know when the next time."

...

At midnight, Zhang Chunniu was ordered to arrive at the Political Affairs Hall.

This is a new name. The Political Affairs Conference was changed to a Political Affairs Hall Conference. Someone said this before, but now he just added a word, which looks more noble.

All the officers in Hutchison had to study, so Zhang Chunniu also understood that the Zhengshi Hall was the place where the Tang Dynasty believed in handling national affairs.

The gentlemen work together, discuss national affairs, and then there are political affairs halls and dinners, and the national affairs can be handled well while chatting and laughing.

Very noble and desirable.

However, only Sun Jingting is following the city of Sushang. Li Shenming and Kong Minxing did not come. Liang Xing, Mo Zongtong, Li Dongxue and others all have their own responsibilities and are responsible for one aspect. They have no time to attend the meeting.

At the same time, Chang Wei is still far away in Taiwan. Although he is known as a political official, he has never attended a political meeting so far.

After the road to Fujian is unblocked, the results of the political meeting will be sent to Chang Wei in the shortest time, but Chang Wei has never expressed any opinions, except for the matter in Taiwan.

Zhang Chunniu vaguely felt that the political meeting system might also change.

Zhang Han is a hero. The hero can tolerate capable subordinates and will not be afraid of their subordinates' autocracy.

It is only a matter of time before the political affairs meetings may be over-entered to the political affairs hall, that is, the prime minister system of the Tang people.
Chapter completed!