Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 677
Sun Changzhou fell on deaf ears to Feng Shouquan's words.

Jin Yiwei is a close minister of the emperor, and his thinking is completely different from theirs.

How can a Tartar marry?This is purely tarnishing the royal lineage, isn't it the same as the previous Dirty Tang?

"The candidates still need to be carefully considered."

As the words came to his lips, Sun Changzhou suddenly turned a corner. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a close minister of the emperor as well.

"Monk Ban Chan is coming, we have to prepare."

After waving his hand, Sun Changzhou felt dull.

After carefully working through a lot of rebuttals, I finally realized that I was a close minister and I was on the wrong team.

If this is posted, the emperor probably has to replace me.

The arrival of the Panchen Lama caused the Chahar Tribe to become noisy instantly, and tribes hundreds of miles away were moved by the news.

However, since Altan Khan promoted the "Yellow Sect", that is, the teachings of the Gelug Sect, among the Mongolian tribes, the "Yellow Sect" has been accepted by various Mongolian tribes, and its teachings have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Regardless of the opposition of other tribes, under the persuasion of the Sakya monk Shar Hutuktu, Lin Dan Khan forcibly converted from the "Yellow Sect" to the "Flower Sect", that is, the Sakya Sect, just to learn the orthodox teaching of Kublai Khan oneness.

Disregarding the beliefs of the people, alienating the hearts of the noble tribes.

This kind of selfish and wrong policy made all the tribes in Monan Mongolia alienated, and even the tribes were unhappy.

Being self-centered and ignoring reality is the key factor for Lin Danhan to be listed alongside Chongzhen as the crouching dragon and phoenix in the late Ming Dynasty.

"Host—"

Outside the city of Chahanhot, Huguo Chongde Temple, several auspicious priests from the Chahar tribe are kneeling in front of the statue, praying devoutly.

The host, Sangdan Muge, was sitting upright, reciting scriptures.

Logically speaking, Huguo Chongde Temple is the largest temple in Monan, so it should be normal to have temple activities, but this is the center of the Gelug Sect, and Falai is not allowed to occupy it.

Facing this group of Mongolian nobles, Sangdan Muge shook his head, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Ban Chan is coming, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is also honored as the great emperor of Wenshu Bodhisattva. The Chahar tribe should obey!"

"Since the Manchus can promote the integration of Mongolian and Manchurians, why can't the Mongolian and Han ones be integrated?"

"Using the military power of the Ming people, letting the grassland stop fighting and bathe in the law, this is a boundless merit..."

Several Mongolian nobles looked at each other, and one of the big men couldn't help but said: "The Han people have not been of the same mind with us for a long time, and if we submit to them, we are afraid that we will be eaten alive."

"No." The host shook his head: "Ban Chan and Da Lai will not allow it."

"The Manchu Qing Dynasty is over, except for submitting to the Ming Dynasty, the Chahar tribe has no way out..."

At this time, the faces of several Mongolian nobles were inexplicable, there was a trace of dignity in the hesitation, and there was a blush in the pale.

After a long while, Budari, who is only 19 years old and is the nephew of Mongolian Taiji and Lin Dan Khan, folded his hands together and said reverently:
"Respected master, my younger sister Qiqige is 16 years old. The Ming people sent people to ask about her age and appearance. It seems that she wants to choose a concubine for the Ming emperor..."

"This is the blood of the Golden Family..."

As soon as these words came out, although the face of the host did not change, his heart was already turbulent, and he suppressed his excitement, he said:

"Qiqige, with the most noble blood in the grassland, is a perfect match for the Ming emperor."

"Master, don't you want to ask Fuzu?" Budari couldn't help but said, feeling really upset.

"The Dalai Lama and the Panchen Lama have given empowerment to the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and they are the reincarnation of Wenshu Bodhisattva, so they are a natural match."

How dare you question me?You know what the hell.

Sangdanmuge's voice was clear and loud, and the several Taiji sitting there could hear it clearly.

The marriage between the Golden Family and the Ming Emperor is simply a match made in heaven.

Climb to such a relative, the benefits are naturally indispensable.

"Thank you Master for your guidance!"

The burly Taijis pulled Budari to bow down, then pouted their buttocks and left beaming.

When Huguo Chongde Temple spent a lot of money to welcome Ban Chan's arrival, Chahanhot was like a black hole, constantly absorbing nearby herdsmen.

"Tabintai, are you going to Khan City (Chahanhot) too?"

"Yes, I must go."

Along the way, the emaciated Tabintai greeted neighbors with a smile.

Along the way, when the neighbors saw him, they were full of respect and envy instead of the usual contempt.

Tabintai led the strongest horse in the family and drove dozens of sheep towards Chahanhot.

For ordinary herdsmen, these properties are enough to make them bankrupt, and only his family can take them out at will.

The name Tabintai comes from the year when he was born, and his grandfather just turned 50, so he was named Tabintai (fifty).

Because they were born weak, they were blessed by passing monks, so they survived, and their family became devout Christians.

This time, he will drive the sheep and sell them in Khan City, and donate them to the Panchen Lama to build a monastery.

If he has the roots of wisdom, he also thinks about being able to become a monk and often accompany the statue.

On the way to Khan City, there was an endless stream of people riding horses and sheep, converging into streams of people and flocking to Chahanhot City.

There are many pious believers like Tabintai in the Chahar Department, and the scale is difficult to measure. More than [-] people rushed to Chahanhot this time.

Even in the distant Nekhka tribe, many believers came to make a pilgrimage.

Under such circumstances, Sun Changzhou had to let the army maintain order and wait for the arrival of Lama Banchan.

On this day, the breeze blew across the grass, the cattle and sheep wandered with their heads bowed, and the believers knelt on the ground, with faith in their hearts, to welcome the ceremony of Lama Banchan.

After being crowned as the French queen, Ban Chan's ceremonial carriage became bigger and bigger, even escorted by five hundred horsemen, which was majestic and generous.

"These are Mongolian believers."

The disciple who was waiting by the side lowered his head and whispered, it seemed that he was an ordinary monk.

In his thirties, he looks ordinary, but his eyes are full of joy and thinking. For such a huge scene, even a monk can't help but feel a little proud.

"Amitabha!" After arriving at the destination, Ban Chan showed his figure.

At this moment, the entire land seemed to fall into silence, and everyone's breathing began to synchronize.

Kneel down, prostrate.

Whether they are nobles or herdsmen, at this moment, they are just humble ants, equal and worried.

The accumulation of preaching for nearly a hundred years is vividly interpreted at this moment, which is shocking.

Looking at this scene from a distance, Sun Changzhou smiled: "This Chahar Department is safe."

Whether it is a noble or a herdsman, at this moment, they are nothing but humble ants.

The emperor made a great move.

No matter how many troops stationed in the Chahar Department, it would not be enough to make a trip to Ban Chan.

The conquest of the body is easy, but the conquest of the mind is difficult.

(End of this chapter)