Han Khan

Chapter 173,

As night fell, the atmosphere in the golden tent became solemn and dignified. The faint firelight flickered in the copper chandelier on the ceiling of the tent, reflecting the expressions of everyone present.

Zhang Sheng sat upright on the main throne, looking calmly at his subjects.

As the leader of Jinhan, he is accustomed to controlling everything on this vast grassland, but he knows that the real challenge has just begun.

At this time, all the generals and priests in the tent stood aside respectfully, waiting for Zhang Sheng's instructions.

However, a burly, resolute-looking Tatar leader stepped out, looking somewhat uneasy.

Since he was captured by Koza and surrendered to Jinhan, Bu Chule has remained silent, as if he was waiting for the right time to express his thoughts.

Suddenly, Bu Chule seemed to have mustered up his courage. He stepped forward, bowed with his hands in front of his chest, and pressed his head to the ground to show his deepest respect. Then he said in a low and firm voice:

"Your Majesty, the Khan, I am Buchule, the leader of the Tubegan group."

Zhang Sheng nodded slightly, a hint of interest in his eyes, and motioned Bu Chule to continue.

The other people in the tent also turned their eyes to Bu Chule, waiting for his next words.

Bu Chule continued, “Since the position of Jinhan Khan was not nominated by the leaders of the tribes, but was accepted directly by Your Majesty from Your Majesty Haotian, then we are naturally willing to pledge our loyalty.

However, Your Majesty, you rule the grassland without a title yet, while every Khan on the grassland has had a title since ancient times to show respect to outsiders.

Even the Heavenly Khans of the Central Plains had their own emblems.”

His voice was full of sincerity and expectation, as if at this moment he represented the entire tribe on the grassland, expecting Zhang Sheng to give them a clear direction.

Zhang Sheng smiled when he heard this, but did not respond immediately. He knew that this moment was inevitable, and he had already prepared for it.

Seeing this, Bu Chule bowed down again and said earnestly:
“Only when Your Majesty accepts the title can we, the Jin Han people, rejoice and be filled with endless joy.

I wonder if Your Majesty would allow me, with my humble knowledge, to present you with a traditional grassland title that matches your reputation for wisdom and bravery?"

Zhang Sheng looked at Bu Chule with great interest. He remembered that Koza had mentioned this person, who knew a lot about the Central Plains and the grasslands, like a know-it-all.

Such a minister is undoubtedly useful, so he nodded slightly and said gently:
"Oh, since Bu Chule Warrior has good suggestions, I will definitely listen to them. Please feel free to tell me. No one will blame you."

Buchule felt relieved after hearing this. He stood up and paced back and forth in the tent, obviously thinking about how to express his thoughts more clearly and appropriately.

Everyone in the tent was staring at him quietly, and the air was filled with anticipation.

Finally, Bu Chule stopped, looked up at Zhang Sheng, and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, you are the messenger of the Supreme Heavenly God Tengri, you are the supreme ruler on earth, and you are the one who illuminates the universe.

According to the honorific title tradition of Tiele and Turkic people, they are "Nijue" and "Que", which symbolize your supremacy and majesty.

Therefore, I believe that your honorable title should be 'Nijue Que Tengri Khan', which means the glorious Heavenly Khan who illuminates the world.

After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply, then looked at Zhang Sheng expectantly, waiting for his reaction.

The others in the tent also nodded, all of them were impressed by the suitability of this title, especially the Tatars, who had never had a Khan, so their knowledge in this area was limited, and Bu Chule's proposal was undoubtedly convincing. Zhang Sheng pondered for a moment, and was obviously very satisfied with this title. He nodded gently and smiled:

"Bu Chule, your suggestion is very good. This title is indeed suitable for me."

However, at this moment, Zhang Zhongxian, who was standing aside, revealed a thoughtful look. He was the high priest of Jin Han and one of Zhang Sheng's most trusted advisers. After some thought, he stepped forward and said respectfully to Zhang Sheng:

"Your Majesty, the title of 'Nijue Que Tengri Khan' is indeed very grassland-like, but I think we need a more elegant and holy title, so that we can reflect the uniqueness of our Jinhan and the lofty status of the holy religion."

Everyone in the tent immediately looked at Zhang Zhongxian, waiting for his further explanation.

Zhang Sheng also raised his head, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes:
"Oh, if the high priest has any good suggestions, please tell us."

Zhang Zhongxian nodded slightly and continued:

“The people of Jin Han include not only those who draw bows from the grasslands, but also those who are educated in the Han lands. Therefore, the title of grassland alone is not enough.

In the tradition of our country, ever since the emperor came into being, the reign title has been established as a symbol of the monarch's expectation for the country and the people, as well as the philosophy of governance.

Therefore, I am wondering whether the reign title can be used as a prefix to serve as the honorific title of Tengri Khan. "

Zhang Zhongxian paused for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting for his next words.

“For example, as the warrior Bu Chule said, you are the messenger of the Lord Haotian on earth, and you will illuminate the earth with your infinite light.

Then we should use the title of Zhaohui, and call him Zhaohui Nijue Quetian Khan. This title of Khan carries both the holy religious tradition and the grassland tradition, which will surely convince the people of Jinhan. "

As soon as Zhang Zhongxian finished speaking, silence fell in the tent. Everyone was silently reciting this new title in their hearts, feeling the shock it brought.

Zhang Jinda and several other Han generals nodded in support after thinking about it.

Even Bu Chule, who was the first to offer the title of honor to Zhang Sheng, looked at the high priest with surprise and nodded with respect.

Zhang Sheng pondered for a moment, then smiled with relief. He fully agreed with Zhang Zhongxian's proposal.

This is not just a title, but also a symbol, symbolizing that he will, as the monarch destined by heaven, lead Jinhan to a more glorious future.

Then, Zhang Sheng stood up, with an upright posture, and looked around at everyone in the tent with a firm gaze, and announced in a loud voice:
"From now on, I am Zhaohui Nijue Que Tengri Khan! Zhaohuitian Khan for short. I will lead Jinhan to prosperity!"

Zhang Sheng's voice echoed in the tent. Everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into cheers. Everyone was excited about the new title of Khan.

There was a gleam of confidence in Zhang Sheng's eyes. He knew that this title was not just a title, but also a responsibility and a mission.

However, amid the cheers, Zhang Zhongxian spoke again, his voice still calm, but with a hint of solemnity:
"Your Majesty, the matter of ascending the throne and being called Khan cannot be done rashly. We cannot just offer the title here and leave it at that.

You must choose an auspicious day, hold a grand coronation ceremony in a sacred place, in front of all the people of Jinhan, only in this way can all the people jointly recognize and support your supreme status. "

Zhang Zhongxian's words made the atmosphere in the tent serious again, and everyone nodded.

(End of this chapter)