In a blink of an eye, the sun sets westward, and the Ming army camp is quiet, but it is already very lively at the Khans Conference venue two miles away from the camp.

The tribes who received pastures and livestock, under the call of Shen Xi, sent many people to the Khan Ministry conference venue to attend the bonfire party. They could have celebrated at their camp, but they were afraid that Chen Xi would introduce a new policy at this bonfire conference, and they were afraid that they would suffer losses. In the end, whether they were willing or not, they would bring people to attend. Of course, their camps would also hold evening parties, but the scale would not be so large.

Unlike bringing a group of tribal warriors to attend the meeting during the day, these tribal leaders came at night, and basically brought the most outstanding girls in the tribe, and even carried many newly slaughtered cattle, sheep, wine, and charcoal and firewood with them. This is also the habit of the grassland tribes participating in the evening party.

The people in the grassland are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and their atmosphere is completely different from that in the Central Plains. There is no feudal ethics and rituals. Many girls look forward to this evening party. It is a great honor for them to attend with their patriarchs.

By sunset, thousands of tents had been built around the golden tent, and people from each tribe had their own territory. The bonfires were successively established and automatically divided into three camps, with each other's guard against each other, but there was no prejudice within the three camps and they could exchange food and drinks with each other.

Less than a mile away from the venue, there is a river, which connects several seas. Women who come here to attend the bonfire dinner will come here to get water, which is very lively.

This place soon became a paradise for women. Many women even went to the river to bathe. There were no men around, but a large number of Ming cavalry patrolling in the distance. The scenery was pleasant under the reflection of the sunset in the distance.

When Chen Xi rode his horse to the venue, the sun finally set off.

The sky is filled with red clouds, and the surrounding area is exquisite and beautiful. The river along the way connects plateau lakes, like a beautiful pearl necklace, many women carry water and wash clothes, and more and more women join the ranks of bathing.

Although Chen Xi was not approaching, it was clear from a distance that the feeling of honesty made him seem to enter a primitive, unprepared society between people. The women on the grassland would not avoid it, but instead pointed at it, as if they were intentionally attracted to Chen Xi and the Ming soldiers under him.

Yun Liu rode his horse and followed Shen Xi closely, looking at the situation by the river in the distance. As a woman in the Central Plains, even if she was not a lady from a noble family, she still couldn't accept the behavior of the women on the grassland. She said with a dark face: "Sir, what are those women doing? Are they completely shameless?"

Chen Xi smiled and said, "Prairie women will go to the river to bathe before attending the grand bonfire party, and then change into dressings to attend. This is their respect for the festival... In fact, the grassland women are not all sloppy, they just grazed outside on weekdays, and there is not so much water for them to clean. They can only make everything simple."

Seeing Chen Xi keep looking over there, Yun Liu said, "If you are not my race, your heart will be different. They are just a group of sparrows. Could it be that you still want to fly to the sycamore tree to be a phoenix?"

Chen Xi did not want to ask about Yunliu's narrow national view. As a person who has received advanced ideological education, he is much more tolerant of everything in the world than people of this era. This is also his principle of making a living.

"Let's go!"

Chen Xi didn't want to stay on the river bank for too long, so he rode his horse to the Khanmen Conference venue.

At this time, a bonfire had already begun in the camp, but the people from all tribes were not fully arrived, and the celebration scene of singing and dancing had not yet appeared.

When Chenxi arrived, the leaders of the tribe who arrived in advance came to greet him, with a respectful attitude, especially the people from the Uryanha tribe, who were even more enthusiastic.

"Mr. Shen, we have prepared fine wine, beauty, and we will not return until we get drunk tonight."

Chen Xi had no intention of making friends. After meeting several leaders of the large tribe, he went straight to the golden tent. As for those from small and medium-sized tribes who came to join us, they would all stop him.

When Chen Xi came to the golden tent, Yibula rushed over after hearing the news. Because he failed to ask Chen Xi for a firearm before, he was a little afraid after seeing Chen Xi, fearing that Chen Xi would have lost trust in him.

"The leader of the Yibula tribe actually came to attend in person, so why not stay with the tribe to attend the bonfire party?" Chen Xi took the initiative to talk to Yibula.

Yibula said a few words, and the translation was passed on: "The patriarch's meaning is that he wants to discuss with the respected envoy of the Ming Dynasty about exchanging firearms... The patriarch heard that people from other tribes wanted Lord Shen to buy firearms, but I wonder what conditions they had issued?"

Chen Xi shook his head abruptly: "Nothing! Apart from your Yongxie Bumen, no one mentioned this to me at all. My attitude has been explained to you. Please don't step on the boundaries!"

Because Chen Xi did not want to talk about buying and selling weapons, Yibula was depressed, but he did not dare to show an aggressive attitude. Unlike other tribe leaders, the Yongshebu tribe is nominally a large tribe, but in fact, after the massacre of Batumonk, the number of tribes was very small. This time, it was entirely due to Chen Xi's help to get a large number of women and children from the Dayan tribe. It took at least a few years to fully integrate. Even if he had more than 2,000 soldiers, it was still incomparable to the strong Wurianha people.

Chen Xi had a simple exchange with the leaders of other tribes on the right wing, and then he came to the bonfire set up in front of the golden tent, which was also the closest place to the golden tent.

The bonfire was beating, with rows of wooden tables surrounding it, and white cloth was covered with all the tables. This time, in addition to Chen Xi going to attend the bonfire party, Xin Dahan and Hatun will also attend.

This is also the core area of ​​the bonfire party.

When Chenxi arrived, tribal women had already placed hearty dishes on these tables, such as smoked beef and mutton, dried rabbit meat, braised pig trotters, etc. The dishes prepared by each tribe are different, but not all of them are meat foods, such as mushrooms, bamboo shoots, leeks, tofu, etc., and the wine has been prepared long ago.

All the food and drinks in Chenxi were prepared by the Ming army themselves, and the mattress was also to prevent anyone from poisoning. Even the wine and food used by Xin Khan and Hatun were prepared by the Ming army.

Two tables were placed on the rostrum with their backs facing the golden tent, one for Zhu Lan and Xin Dahan, and the other for Chen Xi.

"Sir, you have prepared the wine and food, and the beef and mutton are all newly slaughtered. They will be directly grilled with fire after slaughtering." Yun Liu informed Chen Xi of the preparations for the dinner.

Chen Xi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good."

With the arrival of Chenxi, leaders who were still preparing for the party in their respective tribe gathering areas gathered in a row to gather at the Golden Tent.

Yibula diligently asked for instructions: "Dignified Ming envoy, why don't you eat in the golden tent?"

Chen Xi shook his head and said with a smile: "Today is a good day. If fire is generated in the tent, the sky is dry and the things are dry, it will be too unlucky if someone accidentally burns the tent! The guest follows the will of the master. As a guest on the grassland, I should follow your rules! Please come to the seat, please come!"

Because they don’t understand each other’s language, not only does Chenxi have a translator, but all tribes look for Chinese people to speak Chinese so that they can communicate with Chenxi at any time. In their opinion, this kind of communication is the best way to obtain rights. If a tribe cannot even find a translator, it is likely to suffer a great loss.

Fortunately, in the past few decades, the trade between the Ming Dynasty and the grasslands rarely broke, which led to the birth of many talents who were proficient in Chinese and grasslands in the trade with the Ming Dynasty merchants, and there was no shortage of translations.

Yibula and others sat down one after another.

Although Yibula is one of the only Grand Marshals, he is still not qualified to sit at the guests' heads on both sides. The guest on the left is seated by Yunliu, and the right is empty. As for who will sit, no one knows, but Yibula does not care much about it. The people in the grassland do not care about seniority.

After the heads of each tribe sat down from inside to outside around the bonfire, it was already dark. The women who were washing and bathing by the river returned to the venue one after another and began to prepare for the dinner.

Chen Xi brought only Wang Lingzhi, Ma Ang and Zhu Hong and other few generals to attend, but he had many followers, and the security of the entire venue was completely controlled by the Ming army, and there would be no problems with security.

After dark, the huge venue around the Golden Tent was completely blocked. Just like the Ming army's military camp, with the Golden Tent as the center, and about five miles away, there were no other tribal camps, which ensured the safety of the venue to the greatest extent.

People from various tribes are not afraid of Chenxi causing killing.

Chen Xi's previous performance at the Khan Tribe Conference basically conquered the hearts of these tribal leaders present. Chen Xi's conquest of them was not only reflected in force, but also in the hearts of the people. Chen Xi not only took advantage of these people's contradictions and respected their traditions, but also established Khan also had the blood of the Golden Family, and everything seemed so harmonious.

"It's time to start the meal!"

Chen Xi saw that it was almost done and said to Zhu Hong behind him.

Soon Yunliu got up from the seat, took people to the tent behind the golden tent not far away, and invited Xin Khan and Hatun. At the same time, they also came with Batumonk's daughter Tululetu.

"Sweat!"

When they saw Kosorot and Julan who had been replaced, the tribal leaders present had to show off and salute, which was very necessary for them.

The substitute of the little Khan was very afraid and hid behind Zhu Lan, but it looked much better than the main person in the morning. At this time, Zhu Lan and the others were basically the same clothes as the morning, and only Princess Tululetu changed into a more concise and bright colorful dress, which was the necessary dress for attending the evening party on the grassland.

As the conquerors, Chen Xi gave enough face to the little Khan and Hatun and stood to greet him. When Zhu Lan brought the little Khan to him, Chen Xi imitated the tribe leaders, covered his hands in front of him, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the respected Khan, and I am the envoy of the Ming Dynasty. I wish Dahan good health and happiness!"

As if he was afraid that others would not know, Chen Xi emphasized his identity again and told everyone present that he was not a grassland man, but a passerby.

"Mr. Shen is polite!"

Zhu Lan looks very decent, speaks very gentlely, and is fluent in Zhongyuan.

Chen Xi looked up at Zhu Lan and the little Khan, and then his eyes fell on Tululetu behind him. He thought Tululetu would look at him with hatred eyes, but Tululetu had no hatred for him at this moment. Instead, he looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, trying to see through him completely.

Chen Xi thought to himself: "It must be Zhu Lan who told him that I have sent her brothers, brothers and sisters to the pass, and she is not in danger of life for the time being, so I let go of everything to face me! Speaking of which, this girl is quite beautiful, and looks 70 to 80% similar to a big star I have seen in my previous life. I didn't expect that such a beautiful woman could be born in the grassland!"

Thinking of this in my heart, Chen Xi felt it was particularly interesting when he looked at Tululetu. Perhaps because he had a desire to conquer in his heart, he would have been on the grassland for a long time and unconsciously regarded himself as the superior.

"Please go to the seat." Chen Xi said.

Zhu Lan helped Xiao Khan to sit on the main seat, and Chen Xi sat directly behind the table next to her, with blankets on the ground, and everyone sat on the ground.

As for Tululetu, he looked at Chen Xi, with a slightly frown, as if he blamed Chen Xi for sitting in her position.

But then Yunliu stepped forward and signaled to Tululetu, letting her sit at the other side of the guest head. Tululetu then realized that she was not qualified to sit next to Xin Khan, but had to sit opposite Yunliu through a very wide corridor.

The grand party began immediately.

The huge venue sang and danced, but the open space in front of the golden tent was another scene.

Although the camp was noisy, it almost didn't affect it. Those who could attend the bonfire in front of the golden tent were not in the mood to have fun with the people. They were more concerned about some key issues, such as where Batumonk is now, whether Chen Xi would lead the army to fight Batumonk next, and when Chen Xi would withdraw his troops.

They also care whether everything they have obtained before is a flash in the pan, because they are very afraid of Batumonk's comeback.

As for the incident of Khan being dropped, it was too late to see clearly, and the other hand, they were not familiar with Korsoborot at all, so no one paid attention to it.

Chen Xi raised a huge wine cup and stood up and said, "Everyone, I am on the grassland and leading my troops. According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, I cannot drink wine in the army, so I can only use tea instead of wine here, and I will toast you a cup!"

Although all the tribe leaders who attended the meeting stood up, they obviously did not understand what it means to "use tea instead of wine". There is no such rule on the grassland. Men drink very freely and never play false things.

Even though these tribal leaders thought it seemed inappropriate to drink tea at the bonfire party, they did not dare to question Chen Xi's decision.

When Chen Xi raised his head to drink tea, the leaders of the tribes present also drank the wine in the utensils in their hands.

Their wine utensils were all kinds of utensils, some used cups, some used wine cups, and even used sheepskin bags, all of which were all in one go.

There is no saying that there has been three rounds of wine on the grassland. Chen Xi just made a symbolic look. In fact, he only tasted a few bites of a big bowl of tea in front of him.

"Everyone, I want to inform you here that the Khan tribe conference will end tomorrow. After that, I will lead the troops back to the Central Plains, and the grassland will be your world from now on!" Chen Xi said.

"ah!?"

When people understand what Chen Xi said, the surprise on their faces was not entirely disguised. They really felt that if Chen Xi left, the grassland would soon face a chaos.

The grassland has always been the prey of the weak, and it was only after Mandu Hai supported Batumonk, that a brief period of peace came. However, after Yi Simayin, Huo Si and others rose one after another to compete with Batumonk. After the two died, Batumonk launched a series of wars to unify the grassland.

Only when a strong person can control the situation will peace be achieved on the grassland. Almost all people on the grassland understand this principle.

Except for Chen Xi, no one can beat Batumonk, even if Batumonk is left with only the remaining defeated soldiers.

Chen Xi said again: "I will return to the Ming Dynasty with Xin Da Khan, his Hatun, and Batumonk's children, and I will hand it over to you!"

Someone came out and cried and said, "Mr. Shen, you can't leave. At least you have to leave enough troops. If Batumonk brings his troops back, how can we fight with him?"

"That's your business."

Chen Xi frowned and said, "I asked you to send troops at the Khan Conference in the morning to pursue Batumonk with me. If you don't want to, then you should think that I will withdraw my troops and return to the Central Plains... Will you not face Batumonk from now on? Don't put all your hopes on an outsider like me."

Many tribal leaders were muttering on the spot, but no one dared to stand up and question them. They were also afraid that Chen Xi would turn against each other.

Chen Xi stood up and said, "Since we are here to celebrate the successful convening of the Khan tribe conference today, we won't talk about official duties. If there are any tribes who don't understand, you can go to my camp to talk about things tomorrow, and just drink and eat meat today. I only promise one thing, if Batumonk really comes back and you can't deal with it, I will lead my troops into the grassland!"

Chen Xi's words won cheers on the scene, and the atmosphere of the party became harmonious again.

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To be continued...