Dorbu asked, "Is there no discussion at all? In fact, we are all willing to be loyal to Tian Khan, just want to be more independent and retain the inheritance of the Mongols."

"Inheritance is your own business." Zhang Han said: "When you surrender, the political system will follow our rules. During the Qin Dynasty, the First Emperor recast copper coins, and the coins of the six countries are the same as those of the Qin system, the carriages and the books are the same. The Mongolians should be officials, learn the rules of remembering and learning the language of the Han people. If they want to pass on their own, they will not care about you. If they want to eat or become officials, they must follow our rules."

"Why should Tian Khan be so hard?" A Taiji couldn't help but say excitedly: "Can't you give the Mongolians a place to sit?"

Zhang Han said sternly: "Lying beside the bed, you will never allow others to sleep soundly!"

The Mongolians were dumbfounded. Zhang Han has always been gentle and kind, but he did not expect that he would have such a face.

Zhang Han looked at everyone, his tone turned softer, and said slowly: "Sometimes people want to save something, but more often they want to get more. I can assure you that now I will take you on a better path. You will lose something, but you will definitely get more. In a few years, you will find that I have closed the window, but opened a brand new door for you."

...

"This trip is not going well." After everyone left, Obataiji sighed: "We don't even have the chance to say anything about sending troops to help the war."

A Taiji said with a wandering look: "But Mr. Zhang's words seem to make sense."

Everyone was hesitant, and the Taiji people from Korqin were still angry. The Taiji people from the west and north had no strong will to resist.

Or in other words, they do have awe and trust in Zhang Han. If Zhang Han said it well, why not give it a try?

Anyway, there is not much to lose in these little Taiji. What they are worried about is that they will be deprived of everything. However, the meaning of Tian Khan does not look like it, but rather to take everyone to live a better life. If this is the case, it seems that there is no need to make trouble with these big names.

Seeing this, Oba Taiji was furious and sneered, "Now I know why Hutchison can master the grassland. You guys were moved by a good word. Is there anything stupider than this?"

A Mobei Taiji was not angry and retorted: "Oba Taiji doesn't seem to have any solutions, so he can only blame us here."

"I'll go see Lord Sun now." Obama said coldly: "It is recommended that our troops send 100,000 troops to help the battle, and then try the words again. What do you think?"

No one objected to this proposal. Although Zhang Han was quite firm and had no room for anything, as long as he tried instead of angering, no one wanted to object.

"Look at it." Baked Flower whispered to Bai Hong Dataiji: "A bunch of wild dogs."

Bai Hong Dataiji smiled bitterly.

...

It was very hot at noon, but the wind blew on people, making people feel much cooler.

The Mongolians spread their clothes and asked the cool breeze to blow directly on their bodies. The air around them was filled with a smell of sheep. The passers-by officials and soldiers frowned and tried their best to hold their breath.

The Military Department has already advocated that ordinary herdsmen take more baths and at least wash more sheepskin coats on their bodies. Unfortunately, the results have been minimal so far.

Zhang Han is quite confident about this, while Sun Jingting, Li Shenming and others are indifferent, just a small matter.

In fact, many people don’t understand why Zhang Han has detailed regulations on many life details and is quite persistent.

It may not take decades before these people will understand the significance of some specific regulations. In a few years, the people who were in Hutchison were actually completely different from those in the Ming Dynasty, but they themselves didn't quite understand it.

From Zhang Han’s official residence to the Junlingsi’s festival hall, you need to walk from the south end of Central Street to the north end. The distance is not far, less than two miles apart.

In the middle of the Suspension City is a very magnificent building, similar to the Drum Tower in the Ming City, but it was changed to a bell tower here.

The people from the Watch Research Institute created a big clock that was nearly three people high here. Whenever the time was announced at the hour of the hour, the bells could be heard throughout the Suspension City.

This is a trace of civilization, which is quite conspicuous and eye-catching, making the Mongolians a little awe and feel quite mysterious.

After all, many people know the existence of clocks. This thing is already very common on the grassland. Many herders with slightly more wealthy families want one, and use it to see the time is quite accurate... The Mongols are not so stupid that they don’t even understand the meaning of clocks. They have founded huge empires and destroyed many civilizations. They have never had any real civilization, but it does not mean that they cannot understand and identify good things.

However, the Mongolians had a misunderstanding about this. In fact, the larger the clock, the easier it is to build, and it only requires more work hours and adjustment. Relatively speaking, it is much more difficult to make pocket watches.

The ground is paved with red bricks, with obvious drainage ditches on both sides, and each street has a garbage recycling station. There are few residents in the city, mostly military agencies and members. However, these men who are responsible for heavy responsibilities have to keep their living and working garbage in front of the door, and specialized personnel are recycled and sent to the garbage station, and then burn and landfill outside the city.

This is actually quite advanced... In this era, there is actually quite little garbage. People are taught to cherish the words. When the paper is written on the front and then on the back, the scholars will burn it regularly after it is full, or use it as toilet paper and throw it away directly is unlikely.

Many people have no furniture except the stove and bed. In this era when bedding and thick clothes are redeemed in summer and winter, there will always be not much garbage.

It is still very impressive in a big city like Beijing. In the records of many missionaries in the late Ming Dynasty, the southern cities were still clean, and Beijing was a representative of anti-human, humans and humans. The feces were piled up on the streets, and the little beggars were hiking in the feces to avoid the cold winter. The streets were full of garbage, the ditches were flowing black, and the summer was stenchy. The streets were covered with dust. After the rain, the streets were muddy. The nobles sat in sedan chairs, and the poor could only struggle in the mud.

Zhang Han has been to the capital and knows that what he said is true. He does not want any city under his rule to become the declining appearance of Beijing. It is important to make plans in advance.

Red bricks are very cheap. After laying red bricks on the streets in the city, they become much cleaner. In addition, the drainage channels are very wide and deep. Although you can't travel by boat, you don't have to worry too much about having to put in a lot of effort to dredge them every few years.

These are all small money, as long as the ruling ruling is willing to pay attention.

When the Mongolians walk in such cities and streets, they feel a complex feeling in their hearts. Fortunately, they are carrying a large group of armored soldiers carrying bows and arrows and holding iron spears. This is a symbol of force. There are also merchant soldiers everywhere in the surrendered city, but the feeling of following armored soldiers is different after all.

Oba Taiji felt that he was very powerful when walking. He was a middle-aged man. The Mongolians were indeed more powerful than Han people of the same age, especially the nobles.

He is full of strength and confidence, and Hutchison needs their help... It is very easy to win, and it is really difficult to destroy a tribe of more than 100,000 people.

Mongolians can be hawks, but remember to exchange them with corresponding things, such as retaining the power in the hands of the Khan and Taiji, as well as territory, ranch and Dingkou...

"It's okay." Oba Taiji said to the people around him confidently: "The Jurchens need us, and the Han people need us. I have dealt with Tianming Khan and ambitious, and I am the hero. Now it's the same with Lord Zhang. They are all ambitious people. Ambitions know that they compromise at the right time. If they need us, they have to be nice to us."

Everyone showed a contemplative look on their faces, and some people felt uncomfortable.

"Entertainment and exchange." Obataiji whispered: "Of course you still have to have strength."

...

The large group of Mongolians walked towards the place where the military commander was located, but they changed their destinations without having time to arrive.

First, a group of two people entered the surrender city, and then the military commander ordered the whole city to prepare. Many officials and soldiers of the merchant army rushed out of their offices and garrisons.

The whole city came alive in an instant. The weather was originally hot, and people tried to stay in the house. Now the straight and spacious streets are full of people running and walking.

The Mongolians were stunned, they didn't know what had happened.

A large number of merchant soldiers who were obsessed with various weapons passed by them.

The gray military robe and black boots are well matched, the blue military robe is very conspicuous, and the red ones are even more conspicuous, like balls of fire floating by around.

Military boots kept trampling on the red brick floor, making neat pedal sounds.

The officials were not as neatly as the soldiers, but they were also very fast while walking calmly.

More than a hundred Mongolians seemed confused and annoying in the crowd that was rushing like a river.

After a while, Shuolei pulled an acquaintance and asked, "What's going on?"

"What's going on?" the acquaintance smiled and said, "I've captured Lin Danhan, don't you go and see the fun?"

"ah?"

All the Mongolian Khan and Taiji, including Shuolei, were stunned. Many people opened their mouths wide, their eyes wide open, their eyes full of shock and suspicion, but the facts in front of them were so real and cruel. They knew and understood that the war was really over.

"Is this the fight? Lin Danhan asked them to catch it?" Oba Taiji felt someone stabbing his abdomen with a knife. A real stinging sensation kept hitting his heart, making him feel a little difficult to breathe, and his eyes blurred suddenly, as if countless small stars were flashing.

This was caused by the news that it was so shocked by the news that the body responded more than the load. After a brief and rapid breathing, Oba Taiji adapted.

Several old Taiji in the team fainted and were carried down from the person to go to a cool place to untied his clothes for breathable.

All the Mongolians were sweating profusely, and many of them seemed to be fished out of the river.

The weather is hot, and even if there is a cool breeze, it cannot stop such an impact. Even the fried flowers and others who have been mentally prepared are pale and look a little unbearable.

The news was indeed too sudden, without any prompts or psychological hints, even if there was no news. Suddenly, Lin Danhan had been captured, and the Chahars were finished like this?
Chapter completed!