Zhu Cijiong beckoned to the dark clouds: "Come here." ”

"Huh?" The dark clouds were stunned there, so fast? What's more, it's still broad daylight, and Aunt Su Mala is still in the tent, isn't that right?

Zhu Cijiong urged: "Dark clouds, come here." ”

Wuyun Qige sighed secretly in his heart, plucked up the courage to sit down in front of Zhu Cijiong and knelt down.

Kneeling down and bowing her head, Zhu Cijiong saw her slender jade neck like a swan's neck, and even the fine fluff on the jade neck was clearly visible.

Zhu Cijiong couldn't help but look at it twice.

Because this picture of a beautiful woman hanging her head is really beautiful.

And the dark clouds also exude a surging fragrance on their bodies.

Under Zhu Cijiong's gaze, the pretty face of the dark clouds soon turned peach blossoms again.

The beauty is like jade, and her face is full of peach blossoms, Zhu Cijiong can't help but reach out and gently caress the side of the dark cloud, and she feels as delicate as warm jade.

At this time, the pretty face of the dark clouds became even redder.

And the whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Zhu Cijiong quickly let go of his hand and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

"No, the slave is not afraid." Wuyun Qige shook his head slightly and said, "It's just, it's just that I'm a little panicked." ”

"Aren't you just afraid, Lone is not a wolf, and he won't eat you." Zhu Cijiong immediately sat up straight and asked, "If you ask you something, you need to answer truthfully." ”

"Hmm." The dark clouds responded as lightly as a mosquito.

Zhu Cijiong said: "Are there many widows in your Chahar Mongolian tribes? ”

"Widow?" Zhu Cijiong's question caught Wuyun Qige a little off guard, and Aunt Su Mala next to her was also stunned, wasn't she? King Ding actually has the same habits as the saint?

No wonder it's been so long, and I haven't even touched her.

"Hey, I'm asking you." Zhu Cijiong shook his hand in front of the dark clouds.

Only then did the dark clouds react, and said a little shyly: "Yes, and there are many young and beautiful." ”

"It doesn't matter if you're beautiful or not, the key is to be young and able to give birth." Zhu Cijiong rubbed his hands and said, "And there should be enough of them, how many young widows are there in Chahar Mongolia?" ”

"Huh?" Wuyun Qige and Su Malagu were really shocked at this time.

One or two is not enough, and dozens of widows are not enough? Directly to the widow of the whole tribe?

But, the question is, can you do it alone? How many can you get lucky with in one night?

"Hey, hey, you're in a daze again, why are you so distracted? Can you concentrate a bit? Zhu Cijiong was also speechless, "Gu asked you how many young widows there are in the Chahar Mongol tribes?" ”

"Oh? Oooh oh. "The dark clouds are like waking up from a dream.

hurriedly continued: "The specific slaves and maids are not very clear, there are always twenty or thirty thousand." ”

The total population of the Chahar Mongol tribes is about 100,000, and women account for the majority, at least 70,000, and most of them are girls or women of childbearing age.

There are about 20,000 boys and only 10,000 adult men.

Originally, there were nearly 20,000 adult men, but half of the men were lost in the First Battle of Baliqiao.

Therefore, there is a serious imbalance in the ratio of men and women in the Chahar tribes, that is, there is a system of step-marriage, otherwise the number of widows is far more than 20,000 or 30,000, at least 40,000, or even more than 50,000.

Because among the remaining 10,000 or so men, many of them actually belong to the poorest herdsmen at the bottom.

These herdsmen could not marry Ahha, and those widows would rather be widowed than married.

"Only twenty or thirty thousand?" Zhu Cijiong was slightly disappointed when he heard this, "The number is still not enough, if only there were more, if only there were 40,000." ”

Su Malagu and Wuyun Qiqige were about to faint.

40,000 widows? King Ding, are you lucky to come?

After a slight pause, Zhu Cijiong whispered to himself again: "Two divisions, nearly 40,000 soldiers, 20,000 or 30,000 widows are not enough, this matter is a little difficult to do." ”

Su Malagu and Wuyun Qiqige both looked at each other.

How does this say, is the co-author a misunderstanding of the king?

King Ding didn't want to accept these widows himself, but to distribute them to the soldiers of the new army of the Ming Dynasty?

After understanding what was going on, the two daughters were a little embarrassed, embarrassed because they had misunderstood King Ding, but thinking about it, how could King Ding ask for so many widows?

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Cijiong noticed the smile on the corner of the two women's mouths.

"Nothing." Wu Yun Qige stroked a strand of hair on his cheeks, and continued, "If Your Highness wants to marry Aha for the new army soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, in fact, you can still find more Mongolian women." ”

"How many can you find?" Zhu Cijiong immediately asked, "Can you find 40,000?" ”

"Forty thousand, no less." As soon as Wuyun Qiqi explained the truth, Zhu Cijiong immediately understood.

In the final analysis, it is still property, and the Mongolian tribes on the steppe are also hierarchical, with the top princes and nobles having groups of wives and concubines, and the small nobles in the middle can also marry several wives, and it is difficult for the low-level herdsmen to marry wives.

Then the tribes on the steppe often had disputes over water sources and pastures, and sometimes they had to go to war on the orders of the suzerain, so there were often men killed in battle, and after each war, there would be a large number of widows.

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If these widows have cattle and sheep property, they will be taken over by the male members of the husband's direct line.

If there are no cattle or sheep, or if there are few cattle and sheep, they can only live alone or marry proletarian herders.

Therefore, one of the cruelest realities is that the women on the grassland are actually like cattle, sheep and horses, all concentrated in the princes and nobles and the middle small nobles.

Now that the princes and nobles of Chahar Mongolia have been suppressed, and the middle minor nobles have lost their cattle, sheep, horses, camels, and are no longer able to support a large number of wives, there will definitely be a large number of widows in the Ulan Butong steppe.

If Da Ming doesn't care, there is only one result waiting for these widows, which is to starve to death.

Therefore, Zhu Cijiong asked the soldiers of the new army of the Ming Dynasty to marry these widows, which is simply a bodhisattva act.

However, Su Malagu said: "Your Highness, in fact, there is no need to be so troublesome, King Ding, you have conquered Chahar Mongolia, so according to the rules of the grassland, everything in the Chahar Mongolian tribes is a spoil, including the women of the Chahar Mongolian tribes, you have absolute dominance, and you have to marry whoever you want them to marry." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Our ancestor Genghis Khan did this, but after Genghis Khan conquered a tribe, he would only reward the women and children of the tribe to his generals, and the low-level herdsmen who were slaves were not rewarded, so Your Highness was more merciful than Genghis Khan." ”

Wuyun Qiqige also knelt down and thanked Zhu Cijiong very reverently: "Your Highness, the women of Wuyun Qiqige on behalf of the Chahar tribes thank you, thank you for arranging a home for them." ”

"Ah, this ......" Zhu Cijiong suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

It's really embarrassing to rob someone else's woman like this, but she still wants to make people grateful to Dade.

However, for such a big matter, Zhu Cijiong can't be the master, he must report it to the imperial court, and the prince will decide, after all, now Chongzhen is leading troops outside, and the prince is in charge of the country.

In fact, there is only one Yanshan Mountain between the Ulan Butong grassland and Beijing.

Zhu Cijiong immediately found Xu Wuniu and asked him to take someone back to Beijing to deliver the letter.

After receiving the fire paint letter, Xu Wuniu scratched his head and said a little embarrassed: "King Ding, I want to ask for a leave, can you go back to your hometown after sending the letter to Beijing?" ”

"Back home?" Zhu Cijiong asked, "What are you doing when you go back to your grandmother's hometown?" ”

Xu Wuniu said with a little hesitation: "The main thing is that I haven't been home for more than three years, so I want to go home and have a look." ”

As soon as he saw Xu Wuniu like this, Zhu Cijiong knew that this kid was not telling the truth, and immediately shouted: "Soldiers are not allowed to lie, tell the truth to Lone, what is the reason?" ”

Xu Wuniu could only tell the truth at the moment: "I want to go back to my hometown to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

"Just to marry a daughter-in-law? Unpromising. Zhu Cijiong scolded, "If you don't have a woman, you won't live?" ”

"King Ding, you just have no conscience when you say this." Xu Wuniu muttered in a low voice, "There are two beautiful maids by your side, naturally you are full and don't know how hungry men are ......hungry."

I never thought that Zhu Cijiong's hearing was sharp enough, and he actually heard it.

At that moment, Zhu Cijiong lowered his face and shouted, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Ah, didn't say anything." Xu Wuniu hurriedly said, "I said that you are the reincarnation of the champion Hou. ”

"You're really right, Lone is to follow the example of the champion Marquis, and if you don't destroy Mongolia, you vow not to marry." Zhu Cijiong snorted, and then continued, "But Lone won't force you to be the same as Lone." ”

Xu Wuniu was overjoyed: "So you agree to the king?" ”

"What did I agree to?" Zhu Cijiong said, "I didn't agree to anything. ”

"King Ding, you are a prince and a king, you need to know that you have no jokes." Xu Wuniu was not happy, "You just said that you agreed to marry us." ”

"Lone agrees with you to marry, but there is no need to go back to your hometown to marry."

Zhu Cijiong smiled and said: "In Mongolia, you can also marry. ”

"Huh?" Xu Wuniu shook his head again and again, "Marrying a Mongolian woman? Don't, don't. ”

Zhu Cijiong was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "But what if Lone lets you pick the first one?" ”

"The first pick?" Xu Wuniu couldn't help but feel excited, and asked, "The whole Chahar woman?" ”

"Yes, the whole woman of Zarha, you can choose." Zhu Cijiong smiled and asked, "Xu Wuniu, do you still insist on going back to your grandmother's hometown to marry your daughter-in-law?" ”

"If you don't go back, then you definitely won't go back, and the fool will go back."

Xu Wuniu swallowed his saliva and asked again: "King Ding, can I pick one more?" ”

"What do you say? Pick two? Zhu Cijiong kicked Xu Wuniu's buttocks, "Believe it or not, Gu will let people give you to the gelding now, and then send you to the palace?" ”

Xu Wuniu fled in the wilderness.