Zhang Han knew that his brother-in-law had such a temper, so he couldn't persuade him... Of course, he stopped someone who was about to get up and said with a smile: "There is no rush for a moment. Thank you for a hard work for a year. Before the Lantern Festival, the military commander was still focused on quietness. If Taiwan belongs to Taiwan, there will be no sudden change. Should we drink or drink, I have to toast at the table..."

Before and after the Shenshi period, the banquet dispersed, and several old people had already gone back to rest. Li Shenming took people to a tributary of the nearby Heihe River to catch winter... Qingcheng is not short of any supplies, and fish will definitely die when transported by fish. Li Shenming likes to eat fresh fish, so he agreed to Zhang Han to give him a serving tonight, and then he takes people away from the city.

Kong Minxing and others were traveling outside for many days, and they all went home to reunite with their families.

Like Huang Yucheng, Wang Zheng and others, their families moved to Qingcheng or nearby Xiaoheihe Fort. Wang Zheng's family lived in Xiaoheihe Fort. After the meeting, he could go home to reunite with his family.

Xiaoheihe Fort is nearly three miles in radius, and the Litou Commercial District Warehouse District Military Camp Area is equipped with all the residential areas, and it is not much worse than Qingcheng. As for Kong Minxing and others' family, of course, they live in Qingcheng, and they are not too far away from Li Shenming and Sun Jingting and others.

Zhang Han also drank a lot today. He had a lot of alcohol, but he didn't drink much. Although he was worried about Taiwan today, everyone was still in a good mood. He was almost invincible on the grassland. This large area of ​​land had actually been obtained. Once the trading city in Mobei was built, the general trend was already established. You can continuously immigrate to the grassland... The prosperity of business brought a lot of commercial income, and then used commercial income to support agricultural immigration, and then converted the output of agricultural immigration into commercial profits. There are also pastoral areas, mines, the entire commercial, agricultural and industrial ecosystems. This is completely different from the practice of the Han and Tang people just establishing military fortresses on the grassland and small-scale military farm areas. This is the real way to maintain long-term stability.

...

"Wenlan stayed."

When they reached the gate, Jiang Yi and others were coming with their cloaks to wait for Zhang Han to put on, but the silver ingots came up behind them.

"Yinding." Zhang Han was a little drunk, and patted Yinding on the shoulder with a smile and said, "I didn't see you guys today. Are you all the Mongolians able to drink? I understand. You don't like drinking the wine of us Han people, you like to drink your goat milk wine. I heard that the wine is really good. Let's do it. In two days, I'll ask people to prepare more. You and Bai Yintaiji and the others come to my place to have a good drink. How about it?"

Zhang Han has always had a good attitude towards Mongolian Taiji, who has been honestly favored by Yinding and Baiyin, and has always been trying to win over it.

Of course, there is much more natural to silver ingots, after all, it is really a friendship.

"I have something to say..." Yinding was a little hesitant and his face was not very natural.

"Say it?" Zhang Han smiled and said, "What else do you have to hide between you and my brother?"

"Okay." Yinding made up his mind and said, "Wen Lan, in the future, you will be sure to be in the grassland and become the lord of this land. I want to ask what your attitude towards us Mongolians?"

"This topic is a bit big." Zhang Han's face turned serious, waved his hand, stopped Jiang Yi and others, and turned to Yinding and said, "My attitude is quite clear. The Mongolians who fought with us use labor to atone for their sins. After atonement, we will rule the people under our rule. They can work and make money, join the army, go to business, and go back to their own homes to graze. In short, the choice is in your hands, whether it is Shunyi King, Zhutaiji, many nobles, Etuok, and all herders, I treat them equally. If I talk to you here, I will not make a fuss. He Yusheng's goal and strategy are of course to occupy the entire grassland, but we have never considered killing the Mongols and bringing you into our system. This is the real ultimate goal."

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he thought for a while and said, "Did I not meet King Shunyi at the first time when I returned to Qingcheng last time, which led to someone having any objections? I won't be spoiled with this problem. In Heyusheng's system, I am the biggest. Sooner or later, you will accept this reality. What is the Khan and what is Taiji? In my eyes, there is no meaning. If you cooperate with me, you will have a noble and decent life. If you don't cooperate, the outcome will be very ugly. You can just tell them this, as a knock."

Only then did Yinding fully see Zhang Han's domineering side. He had always seen Zhang Han's easy-going businessman's face, or even a smiling friend and brother. At this moment, he realized that the other side of this person was so arrogant and completely suppressed with strength. Yinding knew that Zhang Han's warning would never be just false intimidation, but would become a reality at any time.

This is the feeling that a true superior gives people. In contrast, although Bu Shitu Khan was a great sweat, his actions were actually too weak.

It may also be related to strength. A truly capable person can act as a real superior. If his strength is not enough, it may not be convinced.

Yinding felt a palpitation and said, "I understand. If someone really doesn't know what he shouldn't think about, we Mongolians will clean up these things ourselves."

There was indeed an undercurrent among the Mongolians. A considerable number of nobles, Taiji, agreed to surrender to Huji in an early horror. At that time, they only thought that they could survive, but as time went by, they wanted more.

"Recently, due to the cold weather, the herdsmen in our tribes have seriously insufficient grain storage..." Yinding said to Zhang Han: "I know that the Military and Political Department is also examining the reserves and the number of herders in each pastoral area and allocating grain to survive the cold winter, but I must remind Wen Lan that this is a good opportunity to get the true loyalty of ordinary Mongolians. Wen Lan, how good the blueprint you draw, if too many people die this winter, this hatred cannot be erased by the blueprint of the future. Death in war, and the large number of frozen and starved to death in winter are two different things."

Zhang Han was terrified when he heard this, and he said, "The military commander's movements are too slow?"

"It's too slow." Yinding looked at Zhang Han and said, "In the past two years, we have lost a large amount of Dingkou and herds. This year, many people have been taken to copper mines to mine copper and farm, and have served various chores. Each tribe lacks men. After winter, the weather is too cold, and a small number of herds have also been frozen to death. Each tribe is famine, and a large number of herds have completely lost food, and people have begun to starve to death."

Zhang Han was really startled, and felt like he was stabbed on his back. He murmured: "Why didn't anyone tell me, nor did he see the shepherd running away or rebel?"

"This is the experience of you Han people?" Yinding smiled bitterly, "We Mongolians will not wave swords at noble people. The losers deserve to starve to death. This is the tradition on the grassland. Winners can choose to kill the elderly and nobles in the losers' tribe, leave the shepherds and civilians, or choose to make the entire tribe die under the knife. You didn't kill us, but it was the same for us to starve to death... The Taiji people don't know what you think, who dares to say? Besides, these shepherds are insignificant to the noble people, and they will not pay too much attention. Today, Li has been muttering in my ears. This woman, who used to hate us Mongolians, and now she is yelling at me, and sometimes I don't know what her temper is, but I just listen to her, do you think I'm sick?"

"Your symptoms are called "My wife is strictly controlled. The condition is not serious. Many Han men also have this problem." Zhang Han held back his smile, remembering the strong Li family, and remembering the past he gave to Yinding as a prank, and Yinding was happy to accept it. Six or seven years have passed in a flash, and a warm feeling arises in his heart.

"Jiang Yi, we won't go back to the mansion." Zhang Han ordered Jiang Yi: "Go back to the mansion and say, Yinding Taiji and I will go to the north to see the tribes."

There are Mongolian ranch tribes thirty miles north of Qingcheng, and no matter how close it is, it is not allowed. More than a dozen small military platforms and Huoludun separate the Mongolian area from Qingcheng. The troops of the First Regiment and a small number of artillery and gun cavalry patrol the north, while the gun cavalry is gradually abolishing the establishment and changing to dragon cavalry or lancers patrolling the north.

Jiang Yi had no intention of dissuading Zhang Han... Everyone knew that there was no way to persuade him about such a thing.

The wind and snow outside have not stopped. Zhang Han and others left the city from the north gate and came out of the warm room as warm as spring. Even if they were wearing a big cloak, they felt biting cold. Zhang Han had gloves for riding horses made of rabbit fur and cloth by his wives and concubines. Even so, he only had about a quarter of an hour to ride in such a cold weather. His hands were blown cold and he could hardly feel the presence of his hands.

Looking at the Mongols such as Yinding, they all controlled the reins with their hands with their hands. Their hands were purple-black. After being blown by the north wind for a long time, they had this color. Their hands and faces were covered with grease. They used these greases to keep the cold. Zhang Han felt ashamed. Compared to these people, he was still a little too delicate.

Outside the city, from the Daqingshan Mountains, there are snow-white everywhere, and the towering mountains of Daqingshan Mountains that are endless and unseen are also hidden in a silvery white area.

Soldiers wearing gray and black military robes or cotton armor, and gray-black cloaks were galloping on the snow on war horses. The horse's hooves splashed mud spots and snow, making dull sounds.

After halfway through, several piers appeared on the horizon in front of them. The piers were arranged in an orderly manner, all separated by about three or four miles. Each pier or each military station had a long-range firearm, and each military station had a small force to support each pier during wartime.

When Zhang Han and others approached, they faintly heard the sound of cannons. The piers discovered them a few miles away.

The military command has stopped mobilizing troops, so the cavalry with more than 100 people is regarded as a potential enemy when it comes, and the tension in the Dunbao Military Station is inevitable.

Jiang Yi sent a few light riders to ride their horses forward, and told him that Zhang Han passed by, while the brigade stopped and rested temporarily.
Chapter completed!