Da Mingxing and Bo were drunk too much, and held Atai's hand with a smile, announcing that Atai would represent His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to manage this vast grassland and herdsmen.

"The Ming Dynasty is the most powerful backing of King He Ning. If there is a despair, Alutai will be his predecessor."

Fang Xing's face turned slightly red, and he looked very harmonious, but his words were murderous.

"I remember everything. If you want to run, run away quickly and go to the Wala people or go outside to become kings independently. I wish you all your wishes come true!"

Zhong Ding didn't drink, he lowered his eyes and listened carefully to Fang Xing's "wine words".

"You just have to run farther, don't let the Ming scouts discover it."

Fang Xing burped and said, "Brother Ben has not yet built a Jingguan on this grassland, which is a pity. Please work harder and rebel if you want to rebel. It is best to have more people."

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he returned to Jubaoshanwei's camp. Only then did everyone wake up from the joy they had earlier.

Ming people come here not by talking but by swords and guns.

And this person who was still kind to the children, was even more cruel and could stop the children from crying at night.

Think about those Jingguans, think about the fact that Alutai sent someone to drag a Ming army to death with a horse, the man immediately cut off more than a hundred prisoners' heads, and after the war, he found the two cavalrymen who were dragging people on horseback, and used his own way to do so.

He is generous and generous!

...

Fang Xing slept really comfortably. From the beginning of his departure from Peking City, he counted that he slept well, from the afternoon until the early morning of the next day.

Fang Xing doesn't like living in a tent, as that will make him feel that he is surrounded by enemies and has no sense of security.

When he opened his eyes, it was still dark outside, but Fang Xing believed that there were at least two servants guarding outside.

I was hungry and screamed.

Fang Xing tossed for a while and shouted, "Lao Qi comes in."

The curtain was lifted, and Xin Laoqi came in and lit the candle. It was not surprising that he saw three bowls of noodles emitting strong fragrance on the small table.

"Master, that Zhong Ding has been waiting outside and said he wanted to see you."

Fang Xing nodded and pointed at the noodles. Xin Laoqi brought it out with one bowl in his hand.

At night in autumn, the dew is heavy, and Zhong Ding stands ten steps away from the tent, his whole body is half wet and trembling with coldness.

Xin Laoqi handed a bowl of noodles to Xiaodao, thought for a while, and said, "Mr. Zhong, come and eat it."

Zhong Ding stomped his feet, smelling the fragrance with his nose. After taking the bowl, he couldn't wait to squat on the ground and start eating.

Xiaodao said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Qi, don't you eat it?"

Xin Laoqi said, "I'm waiting to eat with the brothers in the camp."

Although Xin Laoqi no longer commanded the Baoshan Guards, some habits at that time were still preserved, such as trying to have breakfast with the soldiers as much as possible.

Xiaodao then squatted down to eat noodles.

The sound on the side was too loud. Xiaodao looked at Zhong Ding with disgust, feeling that this person really lost the face of a scholar.

Zhong Ding swore that he had never eaten such delicious noodles in his life. Even if he didn't eat spicy food, he still felt it was extremely delicious.

After pouring the last drop of soup into his mouth, Zhong Ding took the bowl to wash it.

Xiaodao ate quickly, so he habitually pinched the paper bowl into a ball and threw it into the garbage pit. When he came back, he saw Zhong Ding holding the paper bowl in his hand and was amazed.

Fang Xing came out, he stood outside and stretched his body, and said comfortably: "The air here is good."

"Xinghe Bo..."

After seeing Fang Xing, Zhong Ding threw the paper bowl, walked over quickly, and bowed and said, "Boy Xinghe, please ask for advice."

Fang Xing said lightly: "What am I going to teach you? It's just a stick and give you some benefits."

"Xinghe Bo, Xiaguan... Many officials here were killed before the Ming Dynasty! Xiaguan's family still had a mother over 60 years old to support her, and her children were hungry. I would like to ask Master for advice."

Plop!

Zhong Ding actually knelt down.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Get up and talk."

At this time, someone in the military camp had already started to rise. When they were seen, they were spread to the Ming Dynasty. Those who didn't know about it thought Fang Xing was humiliating the civil servants.

Zhong Ding was overjoyed, got up and followed Fang Xing into the tent.

In the dark candlelight, Fang Xing said: "First of all, you must understand the ultimate goal of the Ming Dynasty, that is, to completely turn the grassland into the Ming Dynasty's pasture, and then the means depend on your own."

"grassland?"

Zhong Ding pulled half of it with his hand. Fang Xing shook his head and he pulled another circle.

"Yes, the whole grassland."

"You remember that Daming's eyes are not only here, Nuergandusi has stabilized, and we must stabilize this side as soon as possible, and then advance side by side."

Zhong Ding didn't expect that it was this. He said a little worriedly: "Brother, it takes a lot of immigrants and a lot of time. I'm afraid that the officials... can't see it."

"You'll see it."

Since Zhong Ding can hold on for a night, it means that this person is still somewhat responsible, of course, this is also selfish.

In fact, responsibility is equivalent to selfishness, and this selfishness is mostly a personal ambition, a person's emphasis on this matter, etc.

There was already a glimmer of light outside, Fang Xing said, "The Ming Dynasty needs to build a city on the grassland, but this is the future. Your mission is to keep a close eye on this side. When you find the rebellion, you must suppress it without hesitation. All the prisoners will be sent to Xinghe Fort."

"We must let the internal contradictions exist, so that they will be devoted to the Ming Dynasty. Remember, a slap of Tatars is not a good Tatar, and that is your dereliction of duty."

After stirring up the evil wind and igniting ghost fire, Fang Xing felt that this Zhong Ding was sure to be competent and happy.

What Fang Xing said was not obscure. Zhong Ding finally knew the bottom line and sighed: "Master, isn't it just that they are hostile to each other? This official is good at it! But... A Tai doesn't seem to be convinced!"

This is a guy who is good at observing and judging!

Fang Xing said with appreciation: "You can see that this is very good, which is also the reason why Ben Bo led his army this time."

Zhong Ding said satisfiedly as soon as he heard this, "Thank you for your support. As long as you can control one thousand people, it is enough. As time goes by, there will definitely be more and more tribes loyal to the Ming Dynasty."

Fang Xing nodded, feeling that it was pleasant to deal with smart people.

"As for going to join the Wala, tell them that the Wala people will not receive preferential treatment from the Ming Dynasty in the future. After all, the Ming Dynasty needs countless strong men to build roads and cities."

The Oirats had the most ambitions, and they felt that such tribes could provide better labor.

"Master, there are many leaders of various departments coming out."

Xin Laoqi came in and reported: "Atai has gone out to negotiate. Let the young man come to ask you if everyone is gathered together to discuss it."

"Can."

After Xin Laoqi went out, Fang Xing asked, "Sir Zhong, would you like to go with me?"
Chapter completed!