After Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng reached an agreement, they secretly wrote letters to Wang Chonggu and Fang Fengshi, ordering them to act according to the plan.

Meanwhile, Altan's first wife, Ike Hatun, was worried that the Ming people would kill her precious grandson, so she quarreled with Altan day and night, and even wanted to snatch her granddaughter back from her grandson. Most of Altan's sons were born to Hatun, and now he was over sixty years old. As the saying goes, an old tiger will not bite, so he really didn't dare to quarrel with his first wife, so he had to apologize humbly, almost kneeling on the washboard.

Finally, he reached an agreement with Yikehatun that as long as he could get Bahanaji back intact, he could keep Zhong Jin and find a prettier one for his grandson...

After finally pacifying the old woman, he immediately gathered a crowd of 100,000 and marched to Datong, intending to capture a group of Ming people and force the Ming Dynasty to release them.

But Wang Chonggu had already sent out an order to all the towns to be on high alert. The people fortified their walls and cleared the fields, and all fled into the city. The officers and soldiers only defended and did not attack. No matter how the Tartars provoked them, they were not allowed to fight, leaving Altan with nowhere to attack and nowhere to plunder. Seeing that it was difficult to feed and feed the 100,000 soldiers, the old man was in a dilemma.

Just when he was at a loss, Green Lantern came outside asking to see him.

Altan knew that he was someone close to his grandson, so he quickly had him brought into the Khan's tent.

As soon as Lü Guang came in, Altan drew his knife, put it on his neck and roared, "You are the one who tricked my grandson into fleeing to Han territory, right? I really shouldn't have let him mix with the Han people. You corrupted a good child!"

"Hahaha!" Lü Guang was so bold that he laughed fearlessly and said, "Don't you feel ashamed to say this, old Khan? If it weren't for your good deeds, Naji would be his bridegroom on the grassland now. I wonder how happy he would be! If he hadn't worn the grassland on his head, how could he bear to be separated from his family and take the risk to defect to the Ming Dynasty?"

"This..." When his weakness was exposed, Altan lost his arrogance immediately. He waved his hand to let his sons with strange expressions leave, and talked to Lu Guang alone.

"What happened to my grandson?" he asked embarrassedly.

"It's very good. The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty appointed him as the commander, and even I and Aligo were given the title of a thousand households. Naji now lives in a seven-story mansion in Datong City. He has fine clothes and delicious food to enjoy, and he has servants to serve him. It is a hundred times better than being a grandson on the grassland and wearing a green hat given by his grandfather." Lu Guangang replied.

"Really?" Altan was shocked. He thought that his grandson would suffer a great punishment if he fell into the hands of the Ming Dynasty people.

"It's more real than real gold. If you don't believe me, the Han Dynasty can send an envoy to follow me back to Datong and see for yourself." Lu Guang said with a faint smile.

"So good..." Altan believed it about 70% and couldn't help feeling itchy. He had never enjoyed it like this before.

"But if the Khan doesn't withdraw his troops, I can't guarantee whether Ji will be good or not." Lu Guang sneered.

"I have no ill intentions in coming here. I am just worried about the safety of my grandson." Hearing this, Altan did not get angry. Instead, he said in a more friendly manner, "If you return my grandson, I will withdraw my troops immediately."

"Haha, the Khan is joking again." Lu Guang sneered and said, "To the Khan, Naji left in anger. To Daming, he is an outsider who came to surrender and admires his loyalty. He should be treated with kindness. How can we send him back by force? How can Daming win the trust of the barbarians in the future? Who will surrender to Daming again?"

Altan was speechless after hearing these words, so the old Khan held a banquet to entertain Lü Guang. After three rounds of wine, he finally spoke: "Ming... Why is the Ming Dynasty so kind to Bahanaji? He is Altan's grandson?"

"Of course it's because it's worth it." Lu Guang was extremely nervous, but he said calmly: "If the Khan is willing to pay tribute and promise not to provoke border conflicts, the court will definitely be willing to make him a king!"

"Is this true..." Altan swallowed his saliva. He envied the princes in Shanxi. They had fine clothes and delicious food, many wives and concubines, and servants. That was life. He was not like him, who had to sleep in the open air, eat dry food and have diarrhea. He was over 60 years old and still had to lead troops to fight and worry about pigs, horses, cattle and sheep...

From the fact that Altan was able to seize his grandson's wife, Lü Guang knew that this old man had lost his ambition. Otherwise, how could he do something that seriously undermined his authority?

Now that he was interested, he knew that the matter was about 70% done. He quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "If the old Khan doesn't believe it, send someone to go with me to Datong to meet Governor Wang and Minister Fang. You can believe what they say, right?"

"Well, I was just about to send someone to check on my grandson." Altan nodded and agreed.

~~

So he sent his most trusted adopted son, Qia Taiji Salmani, to go with Lü Guang. Salmani was extremely capable and far-sighted among the Mongols, and was deeply loved by Altan, so he adopted him as his adopted son and gave him the title of "Taiji".

But what Altan didn't know was that Qia Taiji had been in the same boat with Lao Xier for a long time, and he just didn't want to bear the blame, so he had been unwilling to take the initiative to propose peace. Now the old Khan secretly instructed him to find out whether the Ming Dynasty was sincere in negotiating peace, wouldn't that sell Altan out completely?

When he arrived in Datong, he first went to the mansion that Wang Chonggu had given to Bahan Naji, and met the grandson who had run away from home. But Bahan Naji was wearing a python robe and a mink hat, with a ruddy face, just like a rich young man from the Central Plains.

Although it was winter, the building was still as warm as spring. There were charming women with plump buttocks and simple clothes surrounding him, feeding him wine with their cherry-sized mouths.

Hannaji was lying on the incredibly elastic thighs of a Datong woman, and he was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave.

Seeing him like this, Qia Taiji didn't need to greet him, let alone ask him if he was going back. If it were me, I wouldn't want to go back to the grassland either, okay?

So he came out of his mansion and secretly visited Wang Chonggu. The two sides had been flirting with each other for a long time, so they naturally hit it off and quickly reached a draft peace agreement.

But such a big thing, of course, is not something that they can decide alone. Both Altan and the court must agree.

There was actually no big problem with Altan. He had wanted to pay tribute a long time ago, but he had no excuse and was worried that the Ming Dynasty would not let him go. Now that the Han Naji incident had exposed the window paper, he was completely shameless.

So when Qia Taiji and Lü Guang returned to the camp, Altan was overjoyed after listening to Qia Taiji's story. He asked his adopted son to write a letter of submission for him and asked Lü Guang to send it back to Datong. Then he happily withdrew his troops and waited for the court to pay tribute...

~~

"I have always been loyal to the Ming Dynasty and have no wish to cause chaos in the Celestial Empire. It was Zhao Quan and his gang of traitors who caused the chaos. Now my grandson has surrendered to the Han Dynasty, which is a match made in heaven. If the emperor is lucky enough to make me king, I will rule the north forever. Who among the tribes dares to cause trouble? If I die, my grandson will inherit the title. He has received great favors from the court, so how dare he betray me?"

Looking at the half-written letter of submission, Wang Chonggu's expression was not relaxed at all. He smiled bitterly at Lu Guang and said, "It's useless for Altan to be enthusiastic alone. It still needs to pass the court... I'm afraid that even Minister Gao can't make the decision on this matter. It still needs the discussion of all officials in the court."

"That's inevitable." Lu Guang nodded, took the secret letter from Governor Wang to Lord Gao, and said with a fist: "Then I will rush to Beijing!"

"Thank you for your help. We need to work together!" Wang Chonggu stood up to see him off. The Shanxi Gang had been planning this for many years and could not afford to make any mistakes. He told Lu Guang: "After entering Beijing, first contact my nephew Zhang Ziwei. Let's work together and try to pass it in one fell swoop!"

"Okay." Lu Guang responded, "I will also try my best to mobilize the old friends of Lord Xu to fully support Altan Khan's tribute!"

~~

Things had come to this point and could no longer be concealed, so Gao Gong asked the Ministry of Public Administration to send Wang Chonggu's latest memorial and "Altan Khan's Letter of Submission" to all the six ministries, and at the same time test the firepower.

As soon as the copy of the imperial edict was published, it caused an uproar in the capital!

The Ming Dynasty never lacked hawkish officials, especially those young censors, who angrily tore up the imperial edicts and angrily accused Altan Khan of "nurturing the disaster of the Song people" by agreeing to the tribute! Wang Chonggu and Fang Fengshi are the Jia Sidao and Qin Hui of today! Those who seek to please the enemy and flatter the enemy must be killed to appease the public anger!

Imperial memorials came in like snowflakes, filling up the boxes that the Ministry of Public Administration sent to Wenyuan Pavilion.

Zhao Zhenji was extremely excited at this moment, and felt that all the resentment he had accumulated over the years was finally released. He picked up a pile of impeachment documents, glanced at Gao Gong, who had a gloomy face, and said, "Lord Gao, these are all submitted by the Censorate. Can I, who is in charge of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, take a look first?"

"Go and see what happens to you." Gao Gong's face was extremely ugly. He kicked the box hard. The box was next to Zhao Zhenji's desk, and the paper and pens on his desk were knocked to the ground. Then he went to find Zhang Juzheng.

Si Zhilang came in quickly to clean up the mess, but Zhao Zhenji was not angry at all. He just liked to see Gao Huzi's helpless and furious look.

Then he went straight out of Wenyuan Pavilion and went to talk to his subordinates, letting them know that there were people in the cabinet who supported them...

You must keep up the good work and fight Gao Huzi to the end.

~~

Gao Gong pushed the door open angrily and saw Zhang Juzheng calculating something on paper.

He sat down opposite Zhang Juzheng, slammed the table and said, "Is this reasonable? Is this reasonable? All of them know how to vent their emotions, and no one considers the actual situation!"

Gao Gong had anticipated that many people would oppose, so he asked his student Han Ji and others to give the censors a heads-up in advance. He thought that with his intimidation, they would shut up, and then he could handle it in one go.

But I didn't expect there would be so many objections...

If the decree is issued directly, it will definitely be rejected by the six departments, and the decision can only be made through a court meeting. But public opinion is overwhelming, so how can the court meeting be passed? !

"I have read several of those impeachment letters, and they are indeed written in an impassioned manner. People who are not on the border can really be incited." Zhang Juzheng smiled bitterly and said, "Besides, aren't the censors like this? A bunch of guys who are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything."

"No, this is a golden opportunity, we can't let them ruin it!" Gao Gong slammed his fist on the table and said, "At worst, we can go to court and see who has the most votes!"

"It's hanging." Zhang Juzheng picked up the manuscript in front of him and handed it to Gao Gong.

Gao Gong realized at a glance that he was counting the votes.

"According to convention, this kind of national policy should be jointly decided by officials above the third rank in Beijing and all the officials in charge of the imperial court." Zhang Juzheng said with a wry smile, "It also involves military affairs, so the nobles will also participate in the court discussion... This will cause big trouble. I roughly estimate that we can only get 30% of the votes. It's still a long way from a majority."

Originally, relying on the Shanxi Gang, Henan Gang, Huguang Gang, and those promoted by Gao Gong, if the censors were as obedient as before, there would be no suspense in passing the court discussion. But now the censors have broken their silence and openly defected, coupled with the uncontrollable nobles, Zhang Juzheng is no longer optimistic.

"Then find a way!" Gao Gong was quick-witted. He glanced at the paper and asked, "Why don't we have officials from the Jiangnan faction here?"