In the tent with leather felt, several people formed a circle with cross-legged legs. The top was the Ming envoy, the bottom was a Jinyiwei hundred households, and the rest were several guards and grooms. The tent was so thick that the thick cowhide blocked the scorching sunlight, and the tent was pitch black.

After a long silence, a Ming envoy, a Jinyiwei household, and six or seven others followed him to imprison a few sticks of incense in this dark tent. The people outside the tent were silenced, and it was obviously Galdan's warrior patrol.

"Mr. Zhang, are the people of Zhuner unwilling to contact me, Daming? What does it mean now?" The hundreds of households of Jinyiwei wanted to speak several times, but when they saw the ambassador cross-legged, they could only swallow the words into their stomachs, but in the end they still couldn't help but ask.

The Ming envoy who went on this mission was named Zhang and named Tingjin. He was one of the orphans adopted by the emperor seven or eight years ago. He learned the rare Mongolian language. After graduation, he joined the Ministry of Rites to study politics. Now the court contacted Galdan. There were very few people who learned Mongolian and Mongolian culture, so he sent him. Zhang Tingjin curled his lips: "Galdan deliberately detained us, just to try to make a move. You have seen the situation of the Junggar tribe along the way.

The pastures are deserted and are on the edge of the desert. The herdsmen are in a difficult situation. They are also Mongolians. Compared with the Mongols in the south, north and east of the desert, there is a world of difference. Shortly after Galdan ascended the throne, he used thunderous means to eradicate political enemies and annex several small tribes around him. His ambition is very great. I am afraid that it will be a day or two to covet the south and north of the desert. The pastures there are plump, which is countless times better than here."

Deng, a family of Jinyiwei, named Deng Tong, was originally a dilapidated house and was very unsatisfied in Southeast Asia. He was old and his children died young and had no worries. He was sent to the west of Mo. He dressed up as a peddler and sold goods in various grasslands in the west of Mo. He knew the situation here. After hearing Zhang Tingjin's analysis, Deng Tong also nodded: "Recently, it has been rumored that Galdan is an eagle on the grassland after Temujin, and most of them are the lamas in Tibet. I'm afraid he has the ambition to unify Mongolia, but what should we do now?"

Zhang Tingjin looked calm: "Since he came, he would be at ease. Galdan wanted to use his power to suppress others and force us to surrender. We are trusted by the emperor and must not bow to Erdan. Only in this way can the covenant be beneficial to the Ming Dynasty."

Deng Tong nodded: "Okay, I just listen to Lord Zhang. There are nine of us in total. Even if we starve to death, we cannot bow to Erdan."

The followers nodded one after another.

The cowhide tent fell into silence again, and the feeling of starvation was not good. Moreover, the dry land of Moxi was even more uncomfortable. There was not even water. Everyone sat or lying down, keeping silent in the dark to reduce the consumption of physical strength.

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"Huhat." At noon the next day, Dildan shouted loudly in the tent after he finished his lecture with the lama.

Huhat, who was guarding the golden tent, immediately pulled open the sheepskin felt and came in: "Handan."

"How about those Ming Clan?" Galdan asked with his hands behind his back, licking his dry lips. The weather in Moxi was extremely dry. Even his sweat Dan felt bored. He guessed that those Ming Clans might not be able to survive without food or water. Intimidation was intimidation. But Galdan was not a fool. He still understood the earth until the center of the earth was still in trouble. He just wanted them to suffer a little. If one or two died, then contact with Ming Clan would be cut off forever. This was definitely not what he wanted.

"Report to Khan Dan. The nine Ming envoys were still in the tent. The warriors outside the tent did not hear their call. They did not go in to check." Huhat said.

Erdan turned his head and looked at the place sitting hanging down on the ground. He didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. Erdan had to shake his hand at Huhat: "You go down. Go and see the Han people."

Huhat turned around and left the tent. After a moment of silence, Galdan and Tashidorji sat opposite each other and asked in a deep voice: "Master, those Han people are unwilling to surrender. Should they keep them for another day?"

Tashi Doji opened his eyes: "You are Khan Dan, you have to make your own decisions. Do you want to swear to the fullest with the Ming Dynasty?"

Erdan shook his head: "Manren has nothing to do with me. I just hope to lead my tribe to the grasslands in the south of the desert and the most fertile land in the north of the desert."

Tashi Dorje said: "Will you go to the south of the Moon, the north of the Moon, and the kings of Mongolia agree?" Tashi Dorje shot out his eyes, as if he was eager for bloody desire: "It is inevitable to meet swords and weapons. Erdan, your tribe has the most fierce warriors and the strongest horses. Why don't you use them to conquer those princes who have long been covered by the eyes of brocade clothes and delicious food?"

The lamas were both awe and buried hatred for the Mongolian kings enthroned by Manchus. A hundred years ago, the lamas were the most respected master on the Mongolian grassland. Even Genghis Khan highly praised the lamas, but since Manchus entered the pass

Shamanism, which people believe in, began to prevail on the grassland, and the attitude of relying on the Manchus gradually changed. Some people even expelled and beat the lamas. Some Mongolians in the south and north of the desert also began to abandon their former beliefs, which was absolutely a great danger for Tibet.

Erdan was stirred by Tashi Doji's blood. One hundred thousand Junggars could only live on the edge of the desert. The Mongolians who had long lost their traditions occupied the most fertile pasture. Temujin's descendants actually surrendered to Manchus and accepted the canonization. He stood up suddenly, his chest undulating like a hill. It can be seen that he was trying his best to suppress his emotions: "But Master, our strength is not enough. If the Mongols in the south and north of the desert unite together, plus Manchus..."

"So God has sent you the Han people, go and swear with them first to seize the pasture, everything is temporary."

"Okay." Erdan yelled, the covenant must be concluded as soon as possible, and he could no longer bear it.

At this time, Huhat entered the golden tent again, pressed his hand on his chest, lowered his head and said, "There is a Mingzhi who fainted. Khan Dan, is it giving them clear water?"

"No need." Erdan held his hands: "Go, slaughter the tenderest lamb, send the sweetest wine, summon the best women, and invite the Ming envoy.

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When Zhang Tingjin held the scepter and entered the Jinguan of Juner, it was another scene. The wine and delicacies had already been put on the case. In the middle, there was a fire bonnet, several maids were carefully roasting lambs, and there were smiles on both sides of the left and right. Galdan had already greeted Zhang Tingjin enthusiastically and covered Zhang Tingjin's hand: "The envoy traveled thousands of miles and this pill is still so negligent. It is really a sin. The envoy's moral integrity also made me admire me. If I could not eat for a day, I would have been able to pass it. If I did not drink water for a day, I would have surrendered."

What surprised Zhang Tingjin was that Galdan spoke very well in Chinese. Although some words were not very standard, they were already surprised by Zhang Tingjin.

Zhang Tingjin sat under Galdan, and the Junggar nobles in the lower head began to toast one after another. Zhang Tingjin naturally knew that the Mongols were drinking with guests. The more they drank, the more satisfied they were with the host's hospitality. Therefore, they let go of their stomachs and sipped. When the maid came up with a cooked lamb, Zhang Tingjin took a bite and then began to get to the topic: "Along the way, I saw that the warriors of the Junggar tribe were strong in riding skills and extraordinary in power. There were such a hero under Khandan's command. I'm afraid even my emperor would be envious when he saw it."

Erdan smiled and said, "Where, where, what, what about the Ming army, I have heard from Master Tashi Dorji that the Han warriors are the elite among the elites. With one gram of ten, who can match the pass?"

Zhang Tingjin kept a smile on his face: "But, I had some questions in my heart, but I wonder if Khan Dan can solve the problem?"

Before Erdan could speak, Zhang Tingjin continued: "The Junggar tribe has the most heroic soldiers, with strong horses and swords like forests. Why should we guard this barren desert wind and sun-drying?"

This sentence made everyone stop drinking. Galdan knew that the Han people were provoking him, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The other nobles also looked solemn. Damn, who doesn't want to live a good life? We want people, horses and horses. We stay in this frustrating place and even counting water. They wear silk and satin, gold, silver and jade, and eat finely cooked food. What about us? What people fear most is comparison, not to mention that the nobles of the Junggar tribe have always thought that the warriors of the tribe were the best in Mongolia. It is really embarrassing here.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and there was a silence in the golden tent. Only countless heavy breaths were heard. Zhang Tingjin laughed: "This time, I came here, and was ordered by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to help Khan Dan seize the grassland outside the pass. From then on, I, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, became the emperor in the pass, and Khan Dan called Khan Dan outside the pass, helped each other to defend the weak, and forever formed a brotherly country."
Chapter completed!