"I know what I know!" Liu Cheng nodded: "I plan to use the method of canonizing Zasak!" ”

"Zasak?" Min Min repeated, she naturally knew that Zasak means military law in Mongolian, but Liu Cheng obviously didn't use the original meaning of this word here, and she couldn't help asking, "Why did you choose this name?" ”

"Minmin!" Liu Cheng smiled: "You Mongolians are different from my Ming and Han lands, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the people live on animal husbandry and live in pursuit of water and grass. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info if you want to set up liuguan governance like the Han land, it is definitely not possible. Therefore, I intend to divide these tribes under my jurisdiction into a number of Zasaks according to their territory, and give them the authority to command the various tribes, and lead the tribes to fight for me! ”

"Who is the husband going to call Zazak?"

"I'm going to choose from all the princes and nobles!"

"Well, it's a good idea!" Min Min smiled. The Mongol tribes were a group linked by blood, so the people who could serve as the leaders of the tribes had to be from the aristocratic class of each tribe, and this custom was very stubborn for thousands of years, and it was difficult for external forces to change it. Therefore, when Liu Cheng gave his cronies to his subordinates, he either let them marry Lin Dan Khan's wife and concubine, or simply reunited the scattered subordinates to form a new tribe. But this method is indispensable, after all, Liu Cheng is now a ruler of the Chahars and Tumuts, not a conqueror, so naturally he cannot act without scruples. The Zasak system proposed by Liu Cheng is actually a new system that is completely subordinate to the traditional tribes, wrestling power from the original tribal leaders and handing it over to Zasak. Although he could not appoint liuguan at will like the Ming Emperor, he could completely choose a trusted person among the many Mongolian nobles and princes to serve as Zasak, in order to keep his position, those Mongolian nobles and princes who served as Zasak naturally had to obey Liu Cheng's orders, and he could also send supervision officials in Zasak, which was naturally a world of difference from the previous primitive way of rule.

"This is just a preliminary idea, and I plan to let Lama Chesang and Fugu Haai think about it carefully and settle it before the summer!"

"Hmm!" Speaking of this, Min Min's face showed a look of sleepiness, after all, it was not long after giving birth, and her physical strength was greatly affected, Liu Cheng hurriedly stood up: "You are tired, then rest for a while, and I will come to see you again at dinner!" ”

"It's good!" Min Min snorted: "I'm really a little tired, by the way, Ah Cheng, you can see when you send someone to tell Daddy about this!" ”

"Daddy?" Liu Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he realized that Min Min was talking about Batur Khan, and he subconsciously replied: "You haven't sent someone to tell him about this matter?" ”

Seeing that his wife was a little speechless, Liu Cheng was a little strange, isn't it good news that he has a child with him? Why not send someone to inform Batur Khan at once, so that he can share in the joy? Could it be that something happened while I was away? Liu Cheng was a little confused in his heart, but he saw a glimmer of hope in his wife's eyes, and he smiled: "In this case, I will immediately let people rule my father-in-law, you can rest first!" He pressed the corners of the quilt for Minmin and turned to leave the house.

"Your Excellency!"

As soon as Liu Cheng came out of the house, he saw Lama Chesang, obviously the other party was waiting for him here. After a long absence, Liu Cheng showed a friendly smile: "Master, we haven't seen each other for a few months, right?" ”

"Yes!" Chesang sighed: "In this world, I don't know when we will meet next time!" ”

"Huh!" Hearing Chesang's answer, Liu Cheng laughed: "Master, please forgive me, I shouldn't have brought most of the army to Mobei and put you in danger, I guarantee that there will be no next time in this situation." ”

"I don't believe your promise, my lord!" Chesang smiled: "You don't even care about your wife and the unborn child in your belly, how can you care about the safety of a lama like me?" ”

Liu Cheng laughed at the pitiful image that Che Sang pretended: "Forget it, Che Sang, as far as I know, you went to move the rescue soldiers before capturing Hauge alive, even if Min Min loses, you won't be in any danger!" ”

Chesang, who was exposed by Liu Cheng's lie, smiled indifferently: "That was also Minji who asked me to go first, according to my suggestion at the time, Beji and I went to the side wall first, and the rest of the troops were led by Fugu Heai." ”

"Hmm!" Liu Cheng nodded. Qiesang on the side saw that Liu Cheng was on his mind, so he asked in a low voice, "My lord, is there anything wrong with Beji?" ”

"No, she's all right!" Liu Cheng shook his head, hesitated for a moment and told him about the matter, and finally said suspiciously: "Why do you still ask me about such a simple matter!" ”

"My lord, Beji is reminding you to set up a son-in-law quickly!" After listening to Liu Cheng's story, Chesang explained with a smile. It turned out that according to the customs of the time, generally speaking, Mongolian children were born without immediately notifying relatives, because the medical conditions at that time were very poor, even if they were princes and nobles, the children who had just been born may not be able to survive, usually after the first three months, the child's physical condition has stabilized, and the name will be given, and relatives and friends will be notified. However, the situation of Min Min and Liu Cheng is different from others, because their marriage is in a sense the product of a political alliance, that is to say, the marital status of the two, especially whether they can give birth to healthy children, will affect the stability of the Liu Cheng group-Jungar alliance. In particular, Min Min is Liu Cheng's only wife, and if the child born becomes the heir to Liu Cheng's career, it means that the future emperor of the Central Plains is likely to have the blood of the Jungger people, which is undoubtedly decisive for the stability of this alliance.

"So that's what happened, I didn't think about it so much!" Liu Cheng smiled: "I didn't expect Min Min, a heroine among women, to be scheming against me." ”

"Your Excellency, you're wrong!" Chesan's expression became serious: "It's true that Beji is a heroine among women, but she is a mother now, and a mother is willing to do anything for her child, not to mention just making a dim sum machine?" ”

"You're right, Master!" Liu Cheng nodded, and felt a little bitterness in his mouth: "Later, you will send someone to bring a letter to Batur to inform the child of the matter!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Chesang nodded, and was about to retreat, but heard Liu Cheng's voice: "Master, if you are fine, please accompany me to the courtyard next door first, I want to meet that Haoge!" ”

"No!" Chesang raised his head and looked at the sky: "My lord, I think it would be better to see him later." ”

"Later?"

"Yes, my lord! After dinner, for example! Chesang smiled mysteriously: "Also, the lord can order the servant Gu Ah Gong to ask him not to bring dinner to the prisoner tonight!" ”

Even in the basement, Hauge could sense that the atmosphere outside was unusual.

He was woken up by the sound outside, and crept to the cell door, but the door was too thick to hear anything clearly, and only vaguely heard the sound of conversation. It was already past dinner, but the big man with brown hair and blue eyes didn't bring dinner, which made Haug a little frightened. The days in the dungeon are always the same, two meals a day, if in the morning it is porridge and cakes, then in the evening it is corn and pickles stewed jerky; If in the morning it is corn and pickles stewed with jerky, then in the evening it is porridge and hu cakes; Hauge had heard that any change in the cell was a bad omen. Maybe it's time for me to die today, or maybe in the courtyard outside my cell, the big brown-haired, blue-eyed man is sharpening his axe.

Hauge can't forget the last scene when he was taken into this black cell, a man with a high nose and deep eyes, blue eyes and brown hair carried a machete in his hand, pushed himself into the cell, and the old Mongolian man with a half-bald head at the back said to himself in a heavily accented Jurchen dialect: "When Lord Jinong returns, I will cut off your head and hands, the guy who drew a bow to a woman, paint your head, and make a urinal for adults!" Hauge thought about it every night before he fell asleep, and every morning he was woken up by it. He wanted to dig up some information from the guard's mouth, but the brown-haired barbarian didn't know Jurchen, Chinese, or Mongolian. Whenever Haug spoke to him, he turned his head and stared coldly at Haug with those blue eyes. On one occasion, while delivering food, Hauge saw the axe in the courtyard through a crack, he had never seen a larger, sharper axe, and he was almost certain that it was for himself.

I will never beg for mercy! Hauge secretly swore that he would die like a member of the Aisin Jueluo family, and his only wish was to cut off his head first and then his hands, and he hoped that the Jinong-sama would not refuse his request.

Through the thick door, the sound was so faint that Hauge couldn't even confirm how many people were outside. He stood up and paced around the cell, large enough to hold a bed, a table, a chair, a commode, a charcoal brazier, and a chimney made of tin to keep him out of smoke, and even a brick on the floor, which Hauge suspected had been used for servants of higher status. Although the bed was small and old, moldy on it, and the brazier was not as warm as the ondol, Hauge had nothing to complain about as a prisoner.

Even the food was better than Hauge had imagined, and he knew very well that the prison meal was made up of thin porridge, stinky rice, or other disgusting things that could reflect people's faces, and that the amount was definitely not enough to satisfy his hunger, while Hauge got fresh and sufficient food here, and even meat or fish every day. In addition to food, Hauge was given charcoal, a clean change of clothes, and even an oil lamp. But even the most comfortable cell was a cell, the thick rammed earth kept out all sound, and the door was made of iron-clad oak, where he was no different from a dead man in a grave. Hauge sometimes thought that when the soldier returned from Liu, he would have his head and hands cut off by the huge axe, and his head would be painted into a urinal, and his hands would be nailed to the city gate. Maybe it's today, maybe it's tomorrow, and the blue-eyed, brown-haired brute will open the door, but instead of bringing food.

Hauge's stomach growled, dinner must have been long past and the food hadn't been delivered yet, were these damn brutes going to let themselves go hungry? Death is not the most uncomfortable, waiting for death is. In Hauge's short life, he faced death many times, but at that time, he had behind him the banner of his father Khan, and Goshha by his side, who could speak, inspire each other, and share courage and honor. And here, in the black prison, except for the blue-eyed brown-haired brute, he is the only one.

In the end, Hauge decided to try to leave something for himself, such as writing a letter. This was a strange experience for him, after the strict education of Huang Taiji, Hauge could write and read, but he liked the warhorse, the bowstring, the spear shaft and the hilt of the sword more than the pen and the book, but he thought that a dying man would have a lot to say, but just after the beginning he found that he really could not write anything.

Just as Hauge was gnawing on the barrel of his pen and fingernails in front of the desk, he suddenly heard the sound of a key inserting a lock from outside the door. After a few moments, the door of the head shakily opened.

It was not the jailer who entered, but the man was so tall that he had to bend slightly when he entered the basement, his face was well-defined, he had a short beard under his chin, a short knife hanging from his waist, a brocade robe, and a red cloak buttoned over his shoulders. "Are you Hauge?" He opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I'm Liu Cheng!" ”

"Yes, I'm Hauge!" Hauge looked at the stranger in front of him suspiciously, the other party's words made him a little confused, and it was too polite for a person who was about to have his head and hands cut off, which was really strange.

"Good!" Liu Cheng smiled and turned back to the door and said, "Master, you can get something to eat and come in, we can eat and talk, it's better!" ”

Haoge looked at Liu Cheng in surprise, there was a large pot of wine on the table, as well as a large plate of beef and a large plate of Hu cakes, exuding an attractive aroma. Liu Cheng picked up a piece of cake by himself, sandwiched two pieces of meat into it, took a bite, and made a gesture of please: "Come, you're welcome, do it yourself!" ”

Hauge hesitantly picked up a piece of bread, sandwiched a piece of meat and took a bite, the bread and meat tasted good, but the doubts in his heart were even greater. This high-ranking Liu Zongbing didn't run to the cell to have dinner with him.

Just when Hauge was thinking about his thoughts, Liu Cheng had already eaten four or five pieces of bread and poured himself a glass of wine, washed the food down his stomach, and he patted his stomach gently: "I'm full, Big Baylor, if you're also full, we can talk about business!" (To be continued.) )