Shubu's move was to test the Ming Dynasty's attitude towards Karaqin. This is Yuan Chonghuan's analysis.

In the change that has passed, the 36 families of Karaqin led the way for the Huangtai Jidang party, and in fact became enemies of the Ming Dynasty.

Now he suddenly came over again to ask for mutual markets and Sui Gong, just to test whether Daming could tolerate himself to continue to be a wall grass and swing between Jianzhou and Daming.

According to Yuan Chonghuan's analysis, the reason why Karaqin's position wavered was probably due to the influence of the annexation of Horqin before the establishment of the state, and he was afraid of the founding of the state.

Chahar in the west and Jianzhou in the north will annex themselves, and Shubu's only way to maintain their independence is to move closer to the Ming Dynasty again.

Yuan Chonghuan's suggestion is that the mutual market can be agreed, after all, those who win over the cloth can be used as a barrier between the eyes and ears.

But the New Year's reward, I'm sorry, I don't give a penny.

Why are my Ming soldiers starving, and they still want to send warmth to you?

Chongzhen nodded first, because he was about to do so.

He shook his head slightly, because he was not prepared to make any more efforts to win over Karaqin.

If people are not satisfied, then they will repair Wende?

If people from afar are afraid of power and do not have virtue, wouldn't it be in vain.

Lifting the pen, Chongzhen first replied to Yuan Chonghuan, then wrote a letter to Man Gui, and finally urgently ordered Bi Ziyan to recruit people's husbands, and immediately decompress the grain and grass to Zhangjiakou.

Half a month later, in the small border town adjacent to Liaozhen and Karaqin, Yuan Chonghuan and Zu Dashou scanned the goods brought from Liaozhen.

"Overseer, what we traded for them this time is too good. What is the oolong tea in eastern Fujian, the sorghum wine in Shandong, the 'tamba mushroom' in Lingnan, and many other things I have never seen. ”

"Yesterday I secretly broke off a piece of oolong tea, oops, that tea is too fragrant, my ancestor has never drunk such a delicious tea in his life."

Yuan Chonghuan scolded with a smile, "Look at your little bit of talent." Reaching out and directly untying a cloth bag, he took out two tea bricks and handed them to Zu Dashou.

"Do you know why the goods used by the court to exchange markets this time are so good?"

"I don't know." Zu Dashou shook his head again and again.

Yuan Chonghuan patted him on the shoulder, "This is a royal thing, it was ordered by the Holy Lord himself to let Guanglu Temple (the imperial dining room of the Ming Dynasty) and the Rice and Flour Oil Bureau clear the inventory and send it to Liaodong." ”

As soon as Zu Dashou shuddered, he was about to hand the tea brick back to Yuan Chonghuan. "Inspector, I don't dare to drink this imperial tea."

"What's not to drink?" Yuan Chonghuan was dismissive. "There are so many good things, even if you sell the bunch, you can't afford it."

"Knowing that he can't afford it, why does the imperial court still transport so many good goods to the border?"

Zu Dashou was puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized.

"Could it be that this is a bureau made by the imperial court for the bundle cloth?"

Yuan Chonghuan glanced at him, "Why are you shouting so loudly, you will rot in your stomach when you know." ”

"Otherwise, it will ruin the great plan of the saint, and you and I will not be able to eat and walk around."

While the two were talking, the sentry came to report that Shubu and others had come to the gate of the small city.

Yuan Chonghuan asked in a deep voice, "How many people did he bring?" How many heads are there around? ”

"Lord Bao, with nine heads, about 3,000 horsemen stationed outside the door, all driving mules, horses, cattle and sheep."

Yuan Chonghuan nodded silently, came to the city gate, and immediately put on a warm face, and greeted him warmly with the oily bundle of cloth as if he hadn't seen him for many years.

The two didn't talk for a few words, and Yuan Chonghuan invited Shubu into the house and showed him tea.

In Mongolian etiquette, guests are served tea first when they arrive at home. There is no doubt that he is the one who shuts the cloth, and he raises his head and drinks the tea soup.

Slowly putting down the teacup, Shubu's eyes flashed with a different color.

The personal guard beside him looked anxious, "Chief, is there a problem with this tea?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" The wave of the bunch repelled it. He asked Yuan Chonghuan, "Yuan Butang, what kind of tea does I feel is the crimson tea soup?" I think it's much better than the green tea soup you brought before. ”

"Yesterday I ate a piece of sheep's tail oil and was a little greasy, and after drinking your tea, my stomach felt comfortable."

It turns out that although Mongolians live in the green grasslands, they can't eat green vegetables with fiber, and they must drink tea to help digest meat, just like modern people drink Yakult.

For them, this oolong tea is much more useful than green tea.

Yuan Chonghuan said with a smile, "This is my oolong tea in the eastern mountains of Mindong in the Ming Dynasty." Is Tabu Sang (the title of the Mongolian prince) still drunk? ”

"I'm used to drinking, I'm used to drinking!" Shu Bu nodded again and again, "This kind of treasure, will Yuan Butang also trade it?" ”

"Of course!" Yuan Chonghuan responded.

Shu Bu was overjoyed, and hurriedly complimented a few more words. The guests and hosts are happy.

The two chatted for a few words, and Shu Bu couldn't help but ask, "Yuan Butang, I asked you to give a message to the Great Tomorrow, I want this year's New Year's reward, I don't know what the Son of Heaven says?" ”

"Reward?" Yuan Chonghuan didn't smile, "The Son of Heaven said that he couldn't give it to you!" ”

"Huh!?" The bundle of cloth who had been talking and laughing freely just now immediately became nervous, and his chubby cheekbones were dripping with sweat.

The leaders and guards behind him were like frightened birds, and they all wanted to get up, and their hands touched the handle of the sword.

Under their stimulation, the Ming army on Yuan Chonghuan's side directly took out the iron hammer.

The atmosphere in the room is frozen at once, and conflict can break out at any time.

"What? Don't be wild in front of Lord Yuan! Shubu wiped a handful of sweat and stopped his entourage first.

"Yuan Butang, as a border guard, we have always done our best for the Ming Dynasty, and we never dared to go against the will of the Son of Heaven."

"You are my old acquaintance, if someone slanders in the ear of the Son of Heaven and frames us for colluding with Jianzhou, you must not believe it."

"At that time, their army was overwhelming, and we also sent messengers to warn Daming, but I don't know if they have reached the word,"

Yuan Chonghuan listened to Shubu's quibbles, and wanted to smear the captured guide of his tribe as a messenger to the Ming Dynasty, and he was quite amused in his heart.

But what to say at this time, the emperor has already commanded. Yuan Chonghuan also preached according to the script, "Tabu Nang, the Son of Heaven does not doubt your loyalty. ”

Shubu's breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good." ”

Yuan Chonghuan continued, "The Son of Heaven is saying that since your old Khan King of Karaqin was defeated by Lin Dan Khan in Guihua City, you Karaqin have never had a leader who has been canonized like the Old Khan King. ”

"We Han customs pay attention to a name. If the name is not right, it is not good. Since Karaqin has not yet received a title from the Son of Heaven. Naturally, you can't take the original annual reward. ”

I see, Shu Bu's sudden realization, the whole person was completely relaxed.

"Yuan Butang, although I don't have the blood of the golden family of Old Khan. But I am as loyal to the Ming Dynasty, can I accept the canonization of the Great Tomorrow? ”

Yuan Chonghuan smiled, "Yes, of course you can, what's not to do?" ”

"I don't care about the Golden Family. Didn't you Karaqin thirty-six families originally be Duoyan Sanwei and have accepted the canonization of Grandpa Cheng? ”

"The Son of Heaven said that as long as Karaqin follows the story of the year, divides half of the warriors who control the strings, comes to my Liaozhen, and fights against Jianzhou, the imperial court will immediately send a yellow gate here to personally issue a royal decree and canonize the Tabu bag."

Looking at the already sluggish bunch, "I just don't know, what does Tabu Bag think about this?" ”