Chapter

Women are more resistant to the temptation of making achievements and becoming famous for their eternal achievements. After all, Yang Ling's sweet words, if a monarch who was very happy with merit was already overjoyed, but Yin Qi looked alert, and Yang Ling became nervous when he saw this scene.

Political marriage was common in ancient times and even in modern times, both at home and abroad, and few people involved thought it was strange. In fact, in that era when ordinary people first entered the bridal chamber and then fell in love, the degree of stability and happiness ratio of this marriage was higher. In an era when family interests were higher than everything, marriage was formed as a symbol of two forces, and it was also cast a veil of sacredness.

Objectively speaking, even if we put aside the identities of both parties and the long-term interests of the marriage, just based on the personal conditions of Yang Ling and Yin Qi, it is still a perfect match made by heaven. In fact, Qi is in love with "Yang Ying", isn't that the case?

If "Yang Ying" was just an ordinary herdsman with skilled bow and horse skills, as the leader of so many major responsibilities in the entire clan, would Yin Qi be so happy to be sure of his marriage with him?

However, Yang Ling was not suitable for this marriage method. He felt that Yin Qi was an unfair behavior to him. In this way, Yang Ling always felt that he was a blasphemy of his feelings and an instinctive rejection. However, he was now forcing Liangshan. Now that his husband suddenly became his wife, how could this matter be resolved by just a few words?

Furthermore, whether it is to show off to the emperor next, seek to expand territory, or to advance to the north with the Mongolian tribes in the future and conquer the Tatar Khanate of all sizes in the north, they are inseparable from the cooperation of the Duoyan tribe, which has now become the lord of the grassland.

If the interests of the two forces are not integrated into one through marriage, so that the two families are inseparable from each other and advance and retreat together, let me ask if the shame and anger of the Hongniang woman who disguised herself as a man and used her Yin Qi, would he still believe Yang Ling's words? Will he help Yang Ling put pressure on the court? Will he obey his wishes. He will give up the land in Liaodong, move it to the Onon River, and spare no effort to cooperate with him in building the Liaodong industrial base, building the granary of the North Wilderness, stabilize the grassland, cooperate with him to form an army that can conquer the north, and seize Siberia before the eastern expedition of the Duchy of Ross?

Everything is now tied to a marriage. The significance lies not in the marriage itself, but in the fact that it allows both parties to regard the interests of each other as their own interests and act for it. Today's Holy Roman Empire emperor and Spanish king, the leader of Europe's largest political group, was born from the political marriage of two generations of father and grandparents; the Duchy of Ross suddenly soared from a small European third-rate country, thanks to Ivan III's marriage to Princess Sophia, the purest European royal bloodline. It seems that the Ming Dynasty's Northern Tuo of Yangling has to take this step.

But what is ridiculous is that the alliances of those forces were clearly both weak and strong at the beginning, and they were annexed and expanded externally to attack others. However, Yang Ling’s idea of ​​fighting Yin Qi was to strengthen his bargaining chips and put pressure on the Ming Dynasty, who was ready to fight for his territory. He first joined forces with outsiders to solve the problem. Then he expanded externally for the sake of internal expansion.

What if it is not like this? Without sufficient arbitrary power, it is impossible to expand territory far away from the Ming Dynasty. The government and the people are content with the status quo, only to rest, and they are full of their minds. There are too many subordinates in China who are doing foreign affairs. It is no less difficult to convince these corrupt scholars to start a war on their own initiative. In addition, the power of the imperial power... It is very difficult to realize this dream without using external forces.

Yang Ling once used various methods to find common interests with different groups of forces to form alliances with them. Inner court, outer court, local forces, and Jiangnan gentry now have to use this special method to seek alliances with the outside world.

Let’s follow the customs of the countryside, Yang Ling smiled bitterly in his heart: I am changing this world, isn’t this world also changing me?

Yang Ling said slowly: "The first thing is relatively simple."

"What's the matter?" Yin Qi's eyes were staring at the copper bell, his small hands clenched into fists, his spine arched nervously, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"There are at least twelve Bansheng City on the Tatar grassland. There are more than 30,000 people in the large area and four or five thousand people in the small area. Most of them are Han slaves, managed by a few Tatars and Han leaders, and they were allowed to reclaim land and plant crops in some river basins. These people together have more than 100,000, all of them are bullied Han people.

Now that the Tartars are in a desperate situation, those lords of Bansheng City will inevitably seek help from the Queen and hope to get your protection. My first condition is that you should stabilize them first, in case they take advantage of the opportunity of losing control of the grassland and escape with their wealth. After your army enters the Tartars and grasslands to fully accept the rule, you must arrest all these traitors and hand them over to the Ming border army!"

If the invaders deserve to die, the traitors who help the invaders harm their compatriots should die ten thousand times more! No matter in ancient and modern times, these animals are always the most hated. Yang Ling did not forget them, let alone watch them transform into a new master and continue to enjoy the flesh and blood of the same tribe.

"This is easy to deal with, I promise you," Yin Qi breathed a sigh of relief and immediately responded with ease.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. Those Han people should no longer be treated as slaves in the future. Those who are willing to return to the pass and let them go. Those who are willing to leave will be distributed to them as personal property. Of course, they are civilians under your rule, and you have the right to collect food from them as taxes."

"Okay!" Yin Qi's lips held a light smile: Not only is he good-looking, but his heart is actually not bad, well... he was a family with my brother Yang Ying five hundred years ago.

"The second thing. You should know that the Daming Guards run thousands of miles from the capital to Nuergan, but they were cut off by the Duoyan Three Guards and the Jurchen tribes, and they could not echo each other. This is no longer military advantage. Even the stations are located in the territory of your Duoyan Three Guards and the Jurchen tribes. The transportation and traffic are extremely inconvenient.

Your jurisdiction was because of the contributions made during the Jingnan period. Emperor Yongle rewarded you with residence and barriers for the Ming Dynasty. Now, you have replaced the Tatars and become the king of the grassland and no longer possessed the responsibilities that the three Ming vassals in Duoyan, Fuyu, and Taining should have. Then these three territories should be returned to the original owner."

"Take the territory of the three guards of Duoyan?" Yin Qi was shocked, his face changed slightly, and his relaxed smile disappeared.

"Don't be nervous," Yang Ling picked up the tea and gently pulled the tea, and smiled as if nothing had happened: "The Three Guards of Duoyan are nothing but a small place. Look west, cross the Zhuoer River, the sky is high and the earth is vast, and the view is boundless. The grassland is dozens of times larger than the Three Guards of Duoyan. If you have such a large piece of land, shouldn't you return the Three Guards of Duoyan?

Furthermore, since you became the king of the grassland and lived in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, how could you rule over the thousands of tribes under your jurisdiction? Haha, I am very fair, Yinqi, look. The Hetao Plain was originally from our Ming Dynasty, so we took it back; as for the land of the Three Guards of Liaodong, you have now been upgraded to Khan on the grassland and no longer assumed the responsibility of the Ming Dynasty Guard, I took it back. I didn't take any advantage at all. Do you think?"

Yin Qi snorted, not arguing with him for verbal gains. She carefully considered the conditions of both parties:

Judging from the powerful firepower he has just shown, at least in positional warfare, the Ming army's force is difficult to fight against; if the Ming Dynasty supports the Oirat, the Oirat may have more than the places proposed now; fighting does not mean that it can rule. If you want to rule the Tatar grassland, you still need the support and cooperation of the Ming Dynasty in terms of politics, military and economic terms.

What's more, the left and right wings here are all the Ming garrisons, and they will inevitably not be the location of the Khan's garrison. Once their army withdrew, this place will actually become the sphere of influence of the Ming Dynasty. Rather than doing so, it is better to show it generously, which will be more beneficial to the cooperation between the two sides in the future.

The economy of the grassland is mainly nomadic, and the concept of fixed territory is extremely weak. When a place is exhausted, it will abandon it without hesitation and move to another place. The most valuable part of the tribes that live by water and grass is the grassland. It is not that the Dutch could use a few glass beads to exchange it from the Indians to Manhattan Island, but that in the eyes of these tribes who hunt for a living. The most valuable part is not the land itself.

The grassland of Duoyan Sanwei. Whether it is the size of the region or the fertility of the grassland, it is impossible to compare with the territory of the Tatar. Obtaining the entire Tatar grassland is like a man who was originally poor and only had two silver horns. Suddenly, he found a full bunch of gold crusts. The little property that was originally regarded as a bead of eyes is hard to care about now.

Yin Qi frowned his delicate eyebrows and thought about it carefully for a long time. He felt that the business was still very cost-effective, so he nodded seriously and said, "Okay, I agree to you with this."

Yin Qi then smiled sly, tilted his head, glanced at him and said, "But... I want you to fulfill the conditions you promised me first. Only when my city is built will I lead the entire clan to move. We must discuss the location of the city building and determine it together."

"Of course, if you don't marry me, there is no need to build this city. I will go back to Beijing to be a duke. If you marry me, your city will be my city. Of course, you mistress will be satisfied." Yang Ling felt very evil, a bit like a weird uncle who coaxed a little girl to see goldfish.

He smiled and said, "No problem, it's all in accordance with the queen's will."

"Yeah!" Yin Qi nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly realized that he was actually not small. At least he had no loss when he negotiated with this cunning Ming Duke in a battle of wits and courage.

She quietly straightened her waist and tried to straighten her chest. Seeing the graceful bulge on her chest, she suddenly realized that her chest was not small anymore. She said confidently: "Tell me, what is the third condition in the Duke?"

This time, Yang Ling became nervous. He looked outside sneakily. Cheng Qiyun and Hongmao had not come yet. Yang Ling had to bite the bullet and said, "Uh..., this third condition is my personal private matter. When the Oirat envoy came to see me, he brought a few stunning Western Regions, Persia, and India, but... it was a waste of water. I didn't even look at those beautiful people, but I only liked a beautiful woman from the Duoyan tribe. I want... ahem, ask the queen for a woman."

Yin Qi's pretty face turned red. She was still an unmarried girl. This Duke Yang... He was revealed after he praised him just now. There were really few good things for men!

Yin Qi was dizzy and was stunned for a moment before he plucked up the courage and said, "This..., the Duke of the Kingdom is outstanding and has a high position. I think the woman you like will be very happy if you have the opportunity to serve the Duke of the Kingdom. If the Duke of the Kingdom likes it, I will naturally be willing to do it. But I don't know which woman the Duke of the Kingdom likes?"

Yang Ling laughed dryly and said, "Although Han and Meng can't help but get married,... this woman has a special identity. If the queen doesn't nod, this good thing will never happen."

Yin Qi's curiosity suddenly became: "Which woman in my tribe is so favored by the Duke of the Kingdom? Besides, it is common for men and women to marry. The status of the Duke of the Kingdom is, what kind of woman can't be married? Why do I have to agree?"

Yang Ling smiled awkwardly, and a faint sweat appeared on his forehead: "Uh, because this person is from the Queen's Mansion." He glanced outside, but Hong Niangzi and Cheng Qiyun still did not show up.

"Is it my mansion? Is it my mansion's or..." Yin Qi suddenly thought of someone and was shocked: "Is it her? When she was hosting Duke Wei for the last time, she presented Hada and fine wine to Yang Ling. If you want to be charming, you will be full of beauty. Maybe she is the only one in Duoyan City, Aruna is qualified.

Before my father got Serimzhuoer, he loved her the most among his more than 40 wives and concubines. Now she is only twenty-one years old and young and beautiful. No wonder Duke Yang likes her. She is my father's concubine. Of course I have to agree to her. But... but where is the cousin Urian Hade..."

Yin Qi was a little troubled. According to her tribal custom, a man died. His wife could be inherited by peer brothers or his sons to be adopted by wives and concubines other than his biological mother. This custom was no exception in the house of Prince Guijie. After Genghis Khan died, his two sons successively demanded to marry his favorite beauty.

However, in their customs, there is no habit of giving concubines to Han officials or noble families because of wine and poetry, or like their spirits. They are generous for a while and give them to concubines. Although they donate privately, they do not have any other status. In the Ming Dynasty, he is the king of the royal family, and his wives and concubines are the destiny. In the Mongolian side, his wives and concubines can marry their husbands brothers or sons, but there is no reason to give them to outsiders. Moreover, Wurian Hade is also a strong supporter of Yin Qi in the Duoyan tribe, and she is not willing to hurt her cousin's heart.

Yin Qi asked carefully: "You...what you want is not my father's concubine, right?"

Yang Ling was stunned and laughed silently and said, "Of course not."

Yin Qi immediately felt relieved and replied with a smile: "Okay! As long as it is not my father's concubine, it will be easy. I only need to say publicly, and my wife is in my house. You can ask for it."

When Yang Ling heard this, he opened his eyes and said, "Can the Queen do this accurately?"

Yin Qi said proudly: "Although I am a woman, I will always learn from my words!"

"So..." Yang Ling bowed from the seat and said kindly: "Thank you, Yang Ling, thank you, my wife."

"Hahaha..., no need to be a guest... Uh? What did you say?" Yin Qi saw him leave his seat and bow to him, and suddenly heard Yang Ling's second half of the words, which scared her and asked Yang Ling to help her.

Yin Qi shook Yang Ling's hand away, blushed and said with anger: "Please respect yourself, I... I am already a promise to King Beiying, don't you know?"

Yang Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I know, Yin Qi, there is another hidden secret inside. I will talk to you in detail later. I just want to know, if there is no Yang Ying in the world, do you think I am worthy of you?"

Yin Qi's eyes flashed and became a little weird.

Yang Ling took a step forward, launched a tender offensive, and whispered: "I confessed that I met up the mountain. The girl's intelligence and appearance left a deep impression on Yang. This trip to the north..."

With a "choke", the short sword in Yin Qi's hand was unsheathed. The sword was the token exchanged by Hong Niang and Yin Qi. The sharp sword pressed on Yang Ling's shoulder. Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned and said in a daze: "What are you doing? If you don't agree, I don't need to kill people, right?"

"I understand," Yin Qi gritted his teeth and said, "It's just your delaying strategy for us to form an alliance with the White Army! Now Boyan Meng, this great enemy has been eliminated, the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys are cooked, and you are sweet-spoken with your ideas, wanting me to help you deal with Brother Yang Ying, right?"

When she asked if it was, the sword force pressed down. Yang Ling couldn't help but take a step back, and smiled bitterly and said, "You misunderstood, things are not what you thought..."

Alas! This future wife seems to be more loyal to that wife, but she is not afraid of turning against each other. She set out a sword in the hall, and Yang Ling really doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Since the facts that Yang Ling discussed were not suitable for people to hear, he had already been shut down. Yan Ling was not allowed to approach, and no one helped him everywhere. Yin Qi sneered and said, "I said you won the battle and lingered but couldn't leave! I said you offered such good conditions! What do you mean if Yang Ying was not in the world?"

Thinking of Yang Ling's methods, if he really wanted to get rid of the White Army and Yang Ying, he might have set up many tricks on Yang Ying, and Yin Qi's voice would not tremble.

Only then did Yang Ling know where the problem was. He was just not sure where to start to eliminate Yin Qi's misunderstanding. Suddenly, two screams came from the door, and then a man shouted: "Yin Qi, stop!"

Yin Qi turned around and saw that the person was Yang Ying and his brother, he couldn't help but say happily: "Brother Yang Ying. You are here, he...he wants to instigate me to deal with your white-clothed army."

The Hongniang didn't know how the two of them talked about, but now she didn't have time to ask. The bright sword on Yang Ling's neck was really frightened. She hurriedly said, "Put down the sword first, and talk about it slowly if you have something to do."

Yin Qi said, "Why don't you believe it? This is his military camp. If he lets go, he will be trapped here with his order."

The Hong Madam smiled softly, looked at Yang Ling, and then said softly to her: "Let the Duke of the People, he will not hurt you. He will not hurt you, believe me, Yin Qi!"

Yin Qi looked at her calmly for a moment, and gradually calmed down by her calm eyes. She slowly withdrew her sword, took two steps back, and said in confusion: "What happened? What's wrong with you... is there anything you hide from me?"

The woman's intuition made her realize that there seemed to be an unusual relationship between the three of them from the subtle changes in their expressions.

"Yin Qi, we are completely trying to deal with Boyan Mengke, the ambitious grassland wolf. So we decided to use the enemy to hide and take advantage of the situation as early as the pass, and we didn't target you early in the morning. The white-clothed army is simply the army of the court.

I heard that you convened Nadamu, we just wanted to help you unify the three guards, defeat Bai Yin's ambitions inside to avoid division, and fight against Bo Yan's strong enemy and pacify the grassland. As for your marriage... we didn't expect in advance that everything was a coincidence! Yin Qi, there is indeed no Yang Ying in the world!"

After hearing Yang Ling's words, Yin Qi turned to Yang Ying suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and said pitifully: "The White Army is simply the army of the Ming Dynasty? You... you are not Xiangma, but you are not Yang Ying, who are you?" She still had a fantasy in her heart. Even if he is not Xiangma, but Yang Ying, what's the matter? He is still there.

Hong Niangzi sighed softly. This was a family of three who bullied a lonely little girl from her family. She took a step forward and said softly: "Yinqi, I...I don't call me Yang Ying, I'm Cui Ying'er, I'm...his woman."

His eyes were floating towards Yangling. The Hongniang raised her hand and over the head, took off her scarf and whisked it. She immediately had a soft face and her hair fell down.
Chapter completed!