At this time, a servant brought a large copper basin with soft mutton inside. Zhang Han ate more mutton in the past two years than the combined time of his two lives. However, he had to follow the customs in his hometown. These Tartars prefer this taste. Moreover, other things on the grassland are rare, but mutton is available at will. In this era when people cannot get food and clothing, they often eat meat and complain, but being heard will affect their image.

At this moment, everyone moved to the Eight Immortals Table in the East Hall to take a seat. The fried flowers did not intend to ask others to accompany them, but just said to Zhang Han: "Bai Hong Dataiji lives in the yard next to me. I wonder if the adults allow him to come and talk with him."

Zhang Han glanced at the fried flowers. The old Mongolian man didn't know what it meant. Tonight he thought he had something to do to fry flowers and had to secretly tell him, it was nothing more than treatment or some of his ambitions, and he wanted to collect the five inner Khalkha tribes... A while ago, someone released a rumor saying that in addition to some of the five inner Khalkha tribes being taken away by Lin Danhan and part of them being returned to the Jurchens, there were quite a lot of people scattered among the surrounding tribes. As long as the fried flowers and erected a banner, it is estimated that it would be very likely to recover 20,000 to 30,000 in half a year.

If the frying flower department restores its strength, it will be a great help to Hutchison, but Zhang Han flatly rejected it.

Zhang Han could use the Barhu Mongols as a foreign tribe, and could also gather Dingkou along the river and among the people in the forest together, but he would never cultivate a Mongolian tribe.

Under Hutchison's rule, there is only Hutchison and no independent force.

Even the savage Jurchens and the Barhu Mongols, when the Hutchison forces penetrated deeper along the river, their choice could only be to completely surrender or be eliminated.

Hutchison never requires a restraining method. All forces can only be digested and integrated. The three Khans of Mobei still retain a certain degree of independence, but the longer the time, the fewer things they can do will be independent, and the result they will face will be completely integrated.

Zhang Han didn't know if the first storm was to make a fuss and make a living, but no matter what, this old Taiji could only stay in Qingcheng and could only die in Qingcheng.

Since he couldn't get the point for the time being, he simply agreed to his request. Zhang Han took a piece of lamb chop and handed it to his son who was holding it in his arms to eat it.

Not long after, Bai Hong Dataiji, who was in his thirties, strode in through the inspection of the guards.

"I've met Mr. Zhang."

Bai Hong Dataiji often meets Zhang Han. Tens of thousands of people in his subordinates need to be divided and installed, and the military department needs to coordinate the arrangements of the ranch stations. Fortunately, the Kalaqin people and the Tumote people were originally intertwined with their ranch and had a long time to deal with them. Even the herdsmen can know each other and have some friendship. Last year, the resettlement of their subordinates did not cause too many conflicts. They successfully arranged tens of thousands of herdsmen.

Of course, the installation was also disrupted. Fortunately, Bai Hong cooperated quite well in Taiji and only kept more than 100 soldiers by his side. Later, when he entered Diqingcheng, he simply stopped more than 100 soldiers, leaving only a dozen guards, and his family was together, just like fried flowers. There were forty or fifty people living in the yard, but his yard was larger than fried flowers, so it was not too crowded.

After bowing, the three of them sat down, and Zhang Han said to the fried flower: "Old Taiji has something to do, so you can speak bluntly."
Chapter completed!