Inside Qiu Mi's hunting grounds, the princes of the Left Wing Mongol tribes became active. Some of them were still wearing mourning clothes, but they had already resumed eating and playing. They all looked down on Batu Buhe. First of all, he was too old and could not command respect. Although he had the support of Emperor Kangxi, the Left Wing Prince was not around, and Huricha was in charge of disciplining people in the tribe. They certainly did not regard a 3-year-old child as someone to be admired.
Qingyan would coax Batubuhe to sleep every day, and Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen even embroidered a purse for the guy.
"Sister, this purse is really pretty!" Batubuhe loved Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen, her face beaming with joy. "Mother, the vegetarian food is delicious."
Batubuhe was genuinely happy that Yin and Qingyan treated him like their own son and hoped that he could adapt to the home environment as soon as possible.
"Go to the side hall and get some rest later. You have to keep watch tonight. If you don't take care of your health, Abu will worry about you!" Batu Buhe has lost too much weight recently, and Qingyan hopes that the guy can be strong.
"Mother, I understand!" Batu Buhe nodded, Qingyan's words directly resonated with him.
As evening approached, the Mongolian leaders came to the tent one after another. Today, the Left Wing Prince would be cremated, and when Khurcha returned, he would bring the Left Wing Prince's ashes back to the tribe.
The imperial edict appointing Batubuhe as the new Left Wing Prince was issued, mentioning that, in accordance with the old prince's request, Batubuhe would be raised by Yinlai before reaching adulthood.
When the Mongolian princes heard the imperial edict, they were slightly taken aback. The actions of the left-wing prince clearly surprised everyone. Why would he even send his son away?
The Crown Prince, having overheard the rumors, sneered from inside his confined tent, thinking that Yin really had gotten a bargain.
The Left Wing Prince's tribe was the largest tribe in Khorchin, and the grasslands there were very fertile. Many people were eyeing this tribe. After the Left Wing Prince passed away, his older sons were all courted by various people, who made them believe that they would become the next prince.
When the imperial edict was issued from the Mulan Hunting Grounds, everyone was stunned. Although the Left Wing Prince had treated Batu Buhe very well, giving up this position to such a young boy made them feel indignant.
"What does Abu want to do?" The eldest son, Enhe, was furious and slammed his fist on the octagonal table.
"So, what use are you now?" the second son, Mende, sneered.
Both of them were children of the primary consort, and they greatly despised Batu Buhe, the son of the secondary consort.
"If Mother were here, we would have someone to discuss things with. Now, I dare not 'make a mess'!" Enhe said angrily.
Both of them resembled rough, uncouth Mongolians, driven by a desire to show off and compete, and completely uninterested in such subtleties.
“Dare not cause trouble? Look at that brat, he actually managed to stay in the capital. You, the imperial decree, ordered the Fourth Prince and Fourth Princess to raise him, was that Abu's request, or was it what they wanted?” Mende had some calculations in his mind.
After receiving the imperial decree, the two brothers sent all the servants away, wanting to think about how to handle the matter.
“Not good for now.” Enhe tapped the table. “You, when Hu Richa arrives, we’ll have a good cry and plead our case. We want to thank His Majesty. Can you… Hu Richa lend a hand?”
Mende shook his head: "Abu has already handed Hurcha over to Batubuhe. Which bastard do you think will benefit us?"
When the imperial edict ordering the primary and secondary consorts of the Left Prince to be buried alive with him arrived, the two of them were quite happy. The secondary consort was a very clever woman, and in their eyes, she would become a stumbling block to their succession to the Prince's position.
"Hmph, I knew it. That woman should have been dealt with long ago, otherwise... we wouldn't be facing this situation," Mende said angrily.
Back then, when Mende advised Lin Fujin and Enhe, the mother and son didn't appreciate it at all. Now, even if the two brothers regret it, they are completely helpless.
“No, Mother. We’ll settle the score after Abu leaves. Who would have thought Abu would have a backup plan?” Enhe looked helplessly at her younger brother.
“Enhe, you have to listen to me. How could this position possibly fall into the hands of some brat?” Mende rubbed his temples. “However, the good thing is that brat is still young. If we can take advantage of his time in the capital and seize control of all the forces here, they should give us a good look over there.”
Enhe's eyes flickered slightly after hearing Mende's words; this method was indeed quite good.
"Alright, since you've already made up your mind, why should I stop you? What are you going to do? I'll do it!" Enhe knew that Mende had a lot of clever ideas, so it was best to let him come up with the suggestions.
Mende nodded and told Enhe that the most important thing was to make the tribal chiefs below listen to Errao.
They were the eldest and second sons, and of the direct line. Even if Batubuhe could rise to the position of prince, only real power would give him the best say.
"The Prince's last edict has arrived!" Hu Richa entered, carrying the edict from the Left Wing Prince.
Enhe and Mende quickly knelt on the ground and repeatedly greeted Abu.
Huricha quickly read out the will of the Left Prince, which listed all of Enhe and Mende's crimes over the years, and ordered his personal guards to carry out the will.
That guard was managed by the Left Wing Prince, and even Batubuhe couldn't get a word in edgewise.
"Huricha, you actually falsely conveyed Abu's orders!" Mende shouted directly.
“Your Highnesses, you see the guards outside the door. They were ordered by the old prince himself. Now that the prince has not yet inherited the throne, he has no authority to command these guards,” Hu Richa said unhurriedly.
Enhe and Mende both knew that Huricha was right. They exchanged a glance and understood that the situation was hopeless. Such an imperial decree must have been approved by Kangxi.
The news would quickly spread throughout the tribe that the incriminating evidence would reduce the two men to ordinary herders even if they didn't die.
The two could only silently express their gratitude.
“Huricha, we brothers have spared our female relatives…” Mende hoped that Batubuhe would spare his children.
"You needn't trouble yourself with that; the old prince has his own ideas," Hu Ri said directly, looking at the two people in front of him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Huricha left the tent and led two groups of men to the tents of the two princes to deliver the imperial edict. The old prince's last wish was to eliminate any potential threats to Batubuhe.
Therefore... Enhe and Mende's wives and children will all follow them to the underworld.
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