"Bunan has been fighting for power with the Khan, and deliberately made things difficult for Lin Danhan," Zhang Han and others prepared their itinerary during the day and also visited some friendly Taiji. Yinding was running around and came back with a tired look at the evening, saying angrily: "Actually, Bai Hong Da Taiji, Hongbatulu Taiji, and even Lin Danhan himself have always agreed with the business road. They have not traded each other and cannot grab it in recent years. I wish there was a large caravan to come. I just wonder if you have this ability. Bunan is using the tiger skin as a banner. It's really angering."

The Bai Hong Dataiji he mentioned was Taiji, the co-lord of Kalaqin, and Hongbatulu was the famous fried flower. At that time, Subahai's younger brother of Taining's tribe, Subahai died at the hands of the Ming army in Liaodong. Fried flower was considered to be a legacy. In the past thirty years, he fought with the Ming army and looted endlessly. Of course, there would be no mutual trade for him. Fried flower is now the co-lord of the five tribes of Nei Khalkha. He has cooperated and fought with Lin Dankhan's Chahar tribe and Ba'otok, and his relationship with each other is subtle.

"Then let's try it."

Zhang Han's expression was very quiet and calm. Now, it is impossible not to take risks.

...

Three big cars were in the middle, and Zhang Han was also on the side of the big car. He did not stop at the front at night and the escort was behind. The team of more than 30 people set out from Qingcheng to the north.

This time, the Yinding did not show up. They knew very well about Zhang Han's actions. Bu Shitu Khan was a very embarrassing person. He was not convinced by Bu Sang and Su Sang, and he had no choice but to convince Muer. Although Muer must have been to support him in the military and national plan, Na Muer also had his own plans in the distribution of wealth, and it was not a solid piece of iron. If Muer could not get enough benefits, the big and small Taiji who depended on Muer would have his own plans, and things would be even more difficult to deal with at that time.

The road was very smooth, with a man from the Yinding Sect leading the team. The sun was very bright during the day, and the Black Water River flowed slowly. After the morning of the next day, everyone saw the endless remnants of the Great Green Mountains, waded through the grasslands covered with dew, climbed over the long Masanling, and walked to noon. Felt bags of all sizes were scattered like pearls on the large grasslands mixed with green and yellow. Sheep and horses kept bowing their heads and grazing on these grasslands, while the herds kept mowing grass and then placing them into tall haystacks. They had to prepare a large amount of forage before winter and provide their horses and sheep for food for winter. No new grass would grow for at least three or four months. Before the next transition, the food for the herds was that the herds kept cutting it with their hands, drying it, and finally gathering it together before the winter.

If there is a huge winter with snowstorms, the herdsmen freeze to death, the green grass sprouts in spring delays, and the herdsmen lose their livelihoods, these now seemingly hardworking and kind-hearted shepherds will turn into wolves, heading south to snatch the food and clothing of the Central Plains people within the Great Wall to raise themselves and their wives and children. For less than a thousand years, because of the existence of this grassland, the Chinese in the Central Plains kept building the Great Wall or launching a northern expedition. However, no matter what, as long as there are sheep and pastures on this vast land, the wolves will always exist.

Namur Taiji met Zhang Han and his group in his huge yurt.

Of course, the gifts were collected as a whole. The Mongolians' generousness was fully displayed in this regard. The good wool and silk on the cart were transported into felt bags, displayed in front of the Taiji nobles, as well as various gold and silver utensils, antiques and exquisite gadgets from the Han people, Japanese swords, swords, and everything was available.

This is the "goods" prepared in one day after Zhang Han ordered. One and a half hard goods were worth about 3,000 taels of silver. For the Mongols, they could buy about 500 inferior war horses. If they were converted into flocks of sheep, they could buy as much as clouds covering the sky and the sun.

The expressions of Na Muer and Zhu Taiji under the seat also ranged from being cold to being surprised to be intoxicated.

"People say that Zhang Dongzhu is rich enough to rival a country. He is a rising star in Han business, much more powerful than the famous businessman named Fan. I always thought that he was bragging, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Muer's hair and beard were all white, but she still had her waist straight when she sat cross-legged and her eyes were sharp.

"Then Muer Taiji is too rewarded." Zhang Han bowed and said, "The purpose of this is to make a fortune together, so we don't talk about whether we have to show off our wealth or not. How can we let people cooperate with each other with confidence?"

Both of them answered in Mongolian. After Zhang Han answered, Taiji, who was present, looked at each other with joy, and felt hot.

This little Han master is really happy and his meaning is very obvious, that is, he wants to bring everyone to make a fortune.

I missed such a good opportunity, and I wonder if there will be such a good opportunity next time!

“I don’t know what our benefits are?”

Zhang Han's meaning and sincerity were enough, so Muer didn't pretend to be stupid and asked straightforwardly.

"There is as much sweat as Bu Shitu can get."

"He is Da Khan, I am Taiji, why is the same?"

"Whether it is the Ming Dynasty or Mongolia, we all believe that strength is the most respected."

"What a bold Ming teenager..."

"In front of the noble Taiji, I believe that straightforwardness is the true sincerity."

The two of them first used Mongolian language, and then Muer suddenly asked questions and answers in Chinese language, and Zhang Han also answered in Chinese. Both of them spoke fast and their voices were not loud. The Mongolian nobles present were close to each other, and Zhang Han's entourage was far away, so no one knew what they were talking about.

Everyone finally saw Muer laughing, standing up and holding Zhang Han in his arms.

This is the symbol of the Mongolians' agreement and will keep their promises.

Everyone present burst into laughter.

That night, Namuer held a conference, and many tribes of Taiji came to the meeting. Everyone exchanged glasses with Zhang Han. The Mongolians' horse milk and the wine was soft, but they had a strong momentum. Although Zhang Han had a great alcohol tolerance, he could not stop so many people. In addition to the rotation, his guards were mostly knocked down by these Mongolians, and even Sun Jingting, who was a little depressed, was the same.

At this time, everyone was not distinguished from Mongolian and Han, but kept toasting and drinking, cutting the boiled mutton with a knife and dipping it in wild foam to eat, fresh and spicy, soft and mutton-like mutton, and accompanied by horse milk wine. Although this kind of wine banquet is far less exquisite and gorgeous than the Han area, it has a unique flavor.

...

At the same time, Yinding hurriedly entered the magnificent Khan Palace, please see the Great Khan.

This Khan Palace was built during Altan's prosperity. It was not as large as the royal palace and its shape was different from that of the Han people. It was very similar to the temples of the Laba Sect that flourished on the grassland at that time. The difference was that gold ornaments were decorated everywhere, which was extremely gorgeous.

Yinting didn't have the heart to appreciate the brightness of the gold ornaments under the lights. On the contrary, his face was full of anxiety.

After finally Bu Shitu summoned him, Yinding and Dahan hugged him and said, "Dahan, I heard that Su Nang met Bu Nang. They heard that Zhang Han was going to Namuer, and they were probably discussing what conspiracy to deal with him."

Kashitu said angrily: "What will they do?"

"I heard that they would not send troops directly, but would try to send a group of horse bandits to ambush."

"So..." Bu Shitu's face waned. If Su Nang openly attacked his distinguished guest, it would be a serious provocation to his Khan's authority. If not, there would be no need to be too angry.

"Khan, how do we do it?"

"If they are colluding with horse bandits, we can do nothing." Bu Shitu sat down, picked up the golden cup to drink, and said calmly: "It depends on whether Zhang Han and the others can pass this level by themselves."

Yin Ding said anxiously: "Shank you, it's not right. There are dozens or more than a hundred people in the horse bandits. After many years of fighting, Zhang Han has more than 30 people. How could he fight over the horse bandits?"

Bu Shitu said: "Yinding, you think they are going to Baicheng, then to Korqin, cross the Liaohe River, until Liaodong meets Tianming Khan from the Jianzhou tribe. I don't know how many horse bandits will be killed along the way. If they destroy them at random, what can we talk about establishing a business road? If the naive nature of Changsheng does not allow us to obtain stable wealth, it is also the will of God."

This is also very reasonable. Although it is suspected of betraying allies and indecisiveness, it makes sense at least in theory. Yinding sat down dejectedly and knew that there was nothing he could do about this matter.

...

"Who is the Su Nang Sect going?"

Bunang Taiji sat in his tent to drink tea. The brown tea made in a large cup was made of tea bricks from Sichuan exchanged from the tea market. He did not like the green tea and white tea from the Han people. Although it looked good and smelled fragrant, many Mongolian nobles loved to drink it, Bunang only loved to drink the tea made from this kind of tea brick. Some tea stems and broken leaves were better because they had a good taste and could drink it in big mouthfuls. It was not as soft and tender as green tea. Like the Han people, he had to take care of it carefully and could not afford this time and energy.

Mongolians eat cheese and beef and mutton every day. Many people are seriously lacking in vitamins. The Han people's vegetables are only in late spring to late autumn, and the quantity is not enough. For many herders, tea is the only source of vitamins.

The cloth bag spit out a bite and asked Buletai in front of him.

Bulletta replied: "I heard from the people around Su Nang Taiji that they were invited by Han Lao Liu and his group."

"Ahha!" Bu Nang's little eyes showed a sarcastic smile: "The Han horse bandits went to attack and kill the Han caravan. This Su Nang was really moving quickly!"

"Taiji is saying." Bullett also showed a happy expression on his face.

Han Laoliu and his group of horse bandits were moving at the junction of mountains and grasslands from Daqing Mountain to the west of Ma'anling. They usually mainly plunder the Han people and Han merchants who rose to the ground. They generally did not attack Mongolian tribes much, and they also had some secret interactions with Taiji Su like Su.

These horse bandits can be as good as one or two hundred, and at least dozens of people. They have been training their skills in their years of attack and killing. It is not difficult to deal with ordinary Mongolian armored cavalry, not to mention ordinary Han people or herdsmen. They come and go like the wind, the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and there may only be thousands of herdsmen within a radius of tens of thousands of square kilometers. One Taiji may only have dozens of full-time armored cavalry under his command. It is a joke to find the hidden horse bandits. Even if they really encounter it head-on, the horse bandits may not be able to defeat those armored cavalry. After a while, the Taijis simply made rules with the horse bandits. As long as they don’t make too much trouble, they simply turned a blind eye. To deal with a horse bandit of about a hundred people, dozens of Taijis may have to mobilize more than ten thousand armored soldiers back and forth. It is really not worth the loss.

"Han Laoliu is a cruel person..." Bunang's face felt a little compassionate. He continued to drink tea and suddenly said, "Then wait to collect the body of Zhang Han? Is it, Buletai, I really want to see what our sweaty face looks like..."

"Ha ha……"
Chapter completed!