Once upon a time, the Borzigit clan among the Korqin people, because of the marriage relationship with the wild boar skin family of the Later Jin Kingdom, was in the steppe of Eastern Mongolia, but the role of walking sideways, never took the Karaqin tribe, the Duolun tribe, and the Kulun tribe, which used to belong to the Chahar Mongolian subordinate tribes, in their eyes.

If backgrounds like Chen Gelbatu and Erdemutu were left in the past, I am afraid that they would have to be happy for several days even to say a word to Manzhu Xili.

However, now the main son of the Horqin people, Zhenren, has suffered a series of defeats in Xuanda, in Monan, and even in Liaodong, the rear of the Jurchens, and these news came, even with Chen Gelbatu and Erdemutu, who were sent to the Ming Dynasty a year ago because their tribes belonged to the Ming Dynasty earlier, and when they looked at the future heir of Horqin left-wing Mongolia, Manzhu Xili, their attitudes have also changed completely.

As for Hu Helu, the envoy of the Kulun Ministry, this time he brought his nephew Arslan to the Ming Dynasty to congratulate the Ming Emperor on Zhengdan, and he had two other missions.

One is to formally request the Ming Dynasty to attach it, and it is also to use this reason to ask for the title of his brother Enkhbayar.

The second is to send his brother Enkhbayar's eldest son Arslan to the Ming Jingshi, like Chen Gelbatu of the Karaqin Department and Erdemutu of the Duolun Department, to study in the Huangming Zhongyi Lecture Hall.

This request from Enkhbayar, the leader of the Kulen Tribe, was sent to the Military Aircraft Department through the Liaodong Governor's Office.

For this approach of the Kulun Ministry, Emperor Chongzhen will certainly not refuse.

Although the Kulen Department is not large, not only is the population not too large, but it can be regarded as poor and weak, but it is also a tribe that has survived on the grassland for hundreds of years, and now it is willing to join the people with all its heart, and also take the initiative to send the heir to the door as a hostage, in order to show the sincerity of the annexation, of course, it must be accepted.

Of course, Emperor Chongzhen knew that these Mongol tribes had always seen the wind and steered, and the reason why they sent their sons to ask for canonization was purely because he learned of the defeat of the Jin State after the establishment of the captivity, but he didn't want to pick on this reason.

Because he knows how to compare hearts to hearts.

If he is a relatively weak tribe in the Mongolian steppe, destined to rely on a strong enough person to ensure his safety and survival, then he will inevitably be half-hearted and rudderless.

This is just a survival instinct of the grassland people, and there is nothing wrong with it.

It's just a title, at most a reward will be added every year, for today's Ming Dynasty, these things are just a drop in the ocean, but for other Mongolian tribes outside the Saiwai who have not yet been attached, they can play the role of a horse bone in the gold market.

In that case, why not do it yourself?

Eighteen-year-old Arslen, who came from the Kulen tribe, had followed his father Enkhbayar to the territory of the Korqin people and participated in the Jurchen organized alliance, so he had also seen the Manzhu ritual.

At this time, seeing Manzhu Xili standing in the crowd waiting to see the Ming Emperor in fear like a lost dog, Arsleng felt more and more in his heart the wisdom and foresight of his father Enkhbayar who defected to the Ming army in the first place.

How the heirs of these Mongol tribes saw themselves at this time, of course, it was not clear to Manzhu Xili.

He also knew about the existence of these people, but in this situation, he really didn't have the face to deal with these young nobles who belonged to the same Mongolian lineage.

When Manzhu Xili was struggling, he suddenly heard a few silent whips, and then the closed noon door rumbled open.

He knew that it was three o'clock in the morning, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty had counted and recorded the number and list of people who participated in the Great Dynasty Meeting as scheduled, and began to open the door for them to enter the palace and march to the Imperial Palace.

At this time, there was still a bright light in the sky, and the faintly visible morning glow in the sky contrasted with the red lanterns in the rows of palaces.

The tall noon gate, the long doorway, and the magnificent palace at the end of the doorway that suddenly appeared in front of him resembled the legendary heavenly palace, all of which made Manzhu Xili feel like kneeling and bowing.

After being sent from Juyong Pass to the capital of the Ming Dynasty, as the younger brother of Lanfei Hai Lanzhu, Manzhu Xili was arranged in a mansion outside the Xuanwu Gate at the north gate of the Forbidden City.

At the same time, with the special permission of Emperor Chongzhen, Lan Concubine Hai Lanzhu also took her personal female official in the palace, accompanied by Wang Chengen, the actual head of the inner house, and went to see Manzhu Xili in person.

And Hai Lanzhu also talked to Manzhu about the strict rules in the forbidden place of the Daming Palace, and the glory of the Forbidden City.

However, as the saying goes, it's better to see than to hear.

The first time I entered the Forbidden City, I saw the vast grassland, but I had never seen such a tall and majestic palace.

Compared with the Forbidden City, the Khan Palace, which was originally thought to be grand and magnificent enough in the capital of the Later Jin Kingdom, is simply like the mountain god city god god earth temple that the Ming Dynasty wants to ban everywhere.

Manzhu Xili followed the crowd of civil and military officials who were slowly marching forward, passed through the Huangji Gate, in the gun forest of the Yulin guards, walked through the square in front of the Huangji Palace, which seemed to be very wide and vast, and came to the high white jade steps outside the Huangji Palace, and finally in the shouting of the officials of the Ming Dynasty Rite Department, he followed the others to kneel on the ground.

This kneeling is nearly half an hour.

The cold wind of the early morning was blowing, and the first time I participated in this kind of court, I knelt on the ground and shivered.

The ground in front of the Imperial Palace was neatly paved with stones, and the surface of the stones was cleaned and almost spotless.

However, although the ground was swept away from the ice and snow, it did not sweep away the cold to the bone.

Just when Manzhu Xili felt that his eyes were black and about to faint, suddenly there were a few silent whips.

The drums in front of the Imperial Palace rang out in unison, and the crowd moved forward again, and soon, several shouts came from the front of the Imperial Palace.

It didn't take long for the official in charge of the Imperial Court to walk towards Manzhu Xili, pull him up, and then lead him up the steps, and finally at the last moment before entering the Imperial Palace, he was sent into the horizontal column of the envoys of the various feudal states.

At this time, Manzhu Xili learned that the order that came before was to let the high-ranking ministers of the court and the tributary envoys from foreign countries, Fanbangs or vassal countries enter the palace to pay respects.

Before Manzhu Xi Li, he studied repeatedly for several days with the officials of the Ministry of Rites in the ceremonial hotel of the Li Fan Yuan, thinking that he had memorized everything and would not make mistakes, but he didn't expect that when it came to the end, he couldn't remember anything.

I could only reluctantly learn the appearance of the envoy in front of me, and finished the etiquette in a daze, and then listened to His Majesty the Ming Emperor, who was not much older than himself, and his ministers saying some words that they could not understand but felt incomprehensible.

Kneeling on the ground, Manzhu Xili, lowered his head slightly, looked ahead, and only used the peripheral vision of his eyes when others were not paying attention, secretly looking at His Majesty the Ming Emperor who had been seen in Juyong Pass before.

At this time, in his eyes, Emperor Chongzhen, who was wearing a golden crown on his head and a bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with dragon patterns, was sitting on the throne of the Imperial Palace, and there was no doubt that he was the master of this world.

At the same time, the first time I entered the Forbidden City, the first time I entered the Imperial Palace, the first time I participated in the Manzhu Xi Ceremony of the Ming Dynasty's Zhengdan Dynasty Meeting, and it was also the first time to witness those Hongmaoyi envoys from the real Fanbang at close range, kneeling down and saluting to the Ming Emperor.

Although some of these people are on both knees, and some are on one knee, they are kneeling after all.

In his opinion, as long as you kneel and bow, it means to surrender.

Manzhu Xili grew up in the Horqin steppe, and since he was a child, he had many contacts with the children of the leaders of the Mongol tribes in the northern part of the country, and from the mouths of the children of the leaders of the Mongol tribes in the northern part of the country, he had also heard about the situation of the Zoros people who came from the far north from west to east through the grasslands, forests and swamps.

At this time, seeing these Hongmaoyi people from the Netherlands and Portugal at close range reminded him of the appearance of the barbaric Turras in the legends of the Mongols in Mobei.

Seeing that these people all expressed their submission to the young emperor on the throne, although Manzhu Xili was calm and calm, the turmoil in his heart could not be suppressed no matter how he pressed down.

In Shenyang, the capital of the so-called Dajin Kingdom of the Jurchens, he had only seen Mongolian Beltaiji like him kneel down to Huangtaiji and profess to him.

Compared with the scene in front of him, everything in the Khan's palace in Shenyang City is like a child's house!