Chapter 1000 Cold Eyes
"What can sing and dance!"
Mulehon could really smell something bad.
He is not afraid of Zhao Heng, and is even full of contempt for Zhao Heng.
However, even though he didn't want to admit it, facing King Yan, who was in his early twenties and sitting peacefully on the steps, he actually became as afraid as a hare on the grassland seeing a wolf.
What King Yan's general Chang Wei showed him had completely shattered his confidence.
But he is Beidi Khan, Mule Hongzhen.
How could it be that I couldn’t afford to kneel down for such a long time!
No one in Gan Yi Palace answered Mule Hongzhen.
Zhao Heng became excited because of Zhao Xu's proposal.
Mulehon really scolded him and made him unable to hold his head up in front of the ministers.
Even though he is an emperor with little power now, he still needs some face.
So he said: "Xu'er still has a lot of ideas, so let's do it this way, but can he dance honestly?"
Zhao Xu smiled mysteriously, "Father, don't worry, I have my own way."
After that, he waved his hand, motioning Chang Wei to come forward, whispered a few words to him, and asked him to do as he was told.
Chang Wei showed a wicked smile, turned around, and called two guards to drag Muller Hongzhen down.
Mulehong was really shocked. He kept struggling and shouted, "King Yan, what do you want to do? If you have the ability, just kill me. Just wait. Whatever you do to me today, the Westerners will do to you in the future. You I won’t laugh until the end..." The voice became farther and farther away until it disappeared.
At this time, Zhao Heng frowned and asked Zhao Xu carefully, "I didn't expect that Beidi Khan, who once claimed to be the best in the world, would praise the Western natives so much. Xu'er, are these Western natives really as powerful as he said? If so, In this way, after Beidi, the Western Turks will become another threat to Dasong. "
Zhao Xu smiled softly and said, "Mule Hongzhen is a frog in the well after all. Even if his eyes are opened, he will only deceive himself. Father, don't worry, those Western countries are just playthings in the hands of my son. Take care of them slowly, and soon, I will drive them out of the Eastern Land."
Hearing this, Zhao Heng seemed to have received reassurance, "Xu'er is really my Dinghai Shenzhen. With you here, my father will feel at ease."
"Father, you've received the award. Don't think about anything else. You can have a banquet." Zhao Xu reminded.
Zhao Heng nodded and shouted, "Have a banquet!"
After the order was passed, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music immediately sounded in Ganyi Hall.
Singing girls poured out from the side halls on both sides and danced in the middle of the main hall.
Zhao Heng liked this kind of atmosphere the most. While drinking with Zhao Xu, he enjoyed singing and dancing, and at the same time frequently raised his glasses to the ministers and generals.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the highlight moment when he was in Aurous Hill.
In a joyful atmosphere, Chang Wei and Chen Hu returned.
The guards dragged in a man dressed as a singer, who was Mule Hongzhen.
He was still yelling curses, but they were muffled by the sound of the orchestra.
Immediately, the guards spread a layer of hot coals in the center of the hall and pushed Mulehongzhen up.
Suddenly, Mullahon really started jumping up and down on the hot coals, as if he was dancing a clumsy dance.
"Hahaha..." The ministers and generals laughed one after another, drank more vigorously, and ate the food more deliciously.
"Interesting, interesting." Zhao Heng danced happily, finally relieved.
At this time, Chang Wei and Chen Hu also returned to the positions left for them.
Zhao Xu glanced at it.
Unlike the ministers from Jinling who found it amusing, the officials and generals of Yanzhou just looked at Mule Hongzhen with a sneer.
Especially officials and generals from Yanzhou, such as Chen Hu.
Unlike the minister of Jinling who only experienced the cruelty of Beidi from the memorials.
They have truly experienced the brutality of the Beidi people.
Every year during the autumn hunt, countless people in Yanzhou were humiliated, killed, and eventually plundered into the grasslands and enslaved.
When there was a shortage of food and grass, the Beidi cavalry even cooked children and women.
Every piece of land in Yanzhou is covered with the blood and tears of Yanzhou people.
And the man in front of him is the initiator of all this.
Therefore, they can only sneer and cannot laugh heartlessly like people who have never experienced such pain.
Some are just a sense of revenge.
What's more, in the wars with the Beidi people in recent years, how many Yanzhou soldiers died on the battlefield.
Their blood debt must be repaid by someone.
Zhao Xu's mood at this moment was naturally the same as that of Chang Wei and others.
This Beidi Khan, who had fought with him for so many years and almost destroyed Yanzhou several times, finally fell into his hands.
Since then, they finally no longer have to worry about threats from the grassland.
The banquet continued, and Mulehon kept jumping up and down on the hot coals as they drank and drank.
Two quarters of an hour later, Mullerhon lost all his strength and fell to the ground.
Zhao Xu waved his hand and signaled the guards to drag Mule Hongzhen down and imprison him in the sky prison.
He suddenly had an idea, maybe he should bring the Watanabe case from Japan. Since they are all stinking stones, then put them together.
Let them witness the prosperity and rise of Dasong together, and suffer from reluctance and regret.
The banquet continued until the moon climbed over the branches.
Zhao Heng and many of his old ministers were so drunk that they couldn't hold on any longer, so Zhao Xu announced the breakup.
When he got up and returned to the palace, he asked Chang Wei, Yang Feng and Chen Hu to accompany him.
Arrived at the study room.
Zhao Xu sat down at the desk and asked the three of them to take their seats.
Looking at Chen Hu, he said: "This time, your lancers flew high into the sky, not only destroying most of the Beidi cavalry, showing their power, but also capturing Muller Hongzhen. This is a great achievement. Tell me, what reward do you want?"
"Your Highness is too flattering. If it weren't for the cavalry lances given to the cavalry by Your Highness, the cavalry wouldn't be so powerful. The credit still belongs to Your Highness, and the soldiers just made some efforts." Chen Hu smiled shyly.
Zhao Xu laughed, "Don't be so modest. No matter how good the weapons are, people are also basic. This still shows that your cavalry has a strong basic quality. This deserves a reward, and it should be rewarded."
After a pause, he said: "This time, the Beidi was severely damaged, but its roots have not been eradicated. In order to prevent it from reviving, its nest needs to be cleared and the entire grassland is included in the governance. Therefore, this king plans to establish the Western Region Protectorate, and you will be the protector. How about it?"
At present, there is already a Southern Region Protectorate.
The duty of the Southern Region Protectorate is to protect Nanzhanzhou, which belongs to Dasong, and to station troops there to supervise the countries in the Southern Region.
The difference is that Dasong will directly send officials to govern Nanzhanzhou, just like governing the prefectures and counties of Dasong.
As for countries like Luzon, due to the large number of indigenous people, directly incorporating them into the rule will increase the cost of governance, so it is better to support the local dynasty.
Furthermore, since it has entered the modern era, various thoughts will inevitably spread around the world.
If he implements the colonial policy that the Westerners once had, it will only give the enemy the opportunity to plan rebellions in the colonies.
In this case, it is better to establish a tribute system unique to Dasong like the Han and Tang Dynasties.
Of course, this tribute is not the previous tribute. The greater significance is to express submission to Dasong and acknowledge that he is part of Dasong's sphere of influence.