"Tuzetu Khan's tribe sent people yesterday, saying it would take some time to go south."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone remained silent, but their eyes looked at Ortai, who was sitting on the head.

The Tushetu Khan tribe is the most powerful branch in northern Mongolia. In the early Qing Dynasty, the northern Mongolia was called the Khalkha Mongol, and the Khalkha Mongol was divided into three branches, which are the Zasaktu Khan tribe, the Tushetu Khan tribe and the Chechen Khan tribe, also known as the Khalkha tribes.

Among these three tribes, there was a dispute in the early stage of Kangxi, in which the Zasaktu Khan was killed in the military chaos. The Tushetu Khan tribe rose up and took this opportunity to annex a large amount of land and population of the Zasaktu Khan tribe. As for the Chechen Khan tribe, the powerful force of the Tushetu Khan tribe, he also acted as if he was surrendered.

Afterwards, the new Zasaktu Khan was unwilling to accept the decline of the tribe and kept asking the Qing government for justice. This was why Kangxi later sent the Minister of the Lifan Academy Alani and the Great Lama to wait for Kulunboluzir of Tushetu Khan's tribe to preside over the alliance to coordinate the issues of the three ministries.

After the alliance, due to the appropriate concession of the Tushetu Khan tribe, the three Khalkha tribes seemed to have returned to their previous equilibrium state, but in fact, the power of the Tushetu Khan tribe has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger. This is not only because the Tushetu Khan tribe has already occupied the advantage from population to land in the north of the Mo River, but also because the princess of the Tushetu Khan tribe became the concubine of Kangxi, and Emperor Kangxi gave birth to a son.

And this son is the famous Thirteenth Prince of the Kangxi Dynasty, and now the Thirteenth Brother of Emperor Jianxing. With such a relationship, the power of Tushetu Khan's tribe in Mobei can be imagined.

As mentioned earlier, in addition to military affairs, Ortai also has another task, which is to find out the whereabouts of the Thirteenth Prince. According to information, the Thirteenth Prince is now very likely to be in the northern desert, that is, to hide in Tuxitu Khan's tribe.

This time, Ortai convened Mongolian tribes in the name of the court, but the three tribes in Mobei have not arrived for a long time. Now the Tushetu Khan tribe has made such a reply, which is clearly trying to delay time.

Most of the people present knew the mystery, but no one dared to break this layer of window paper. After all, this was related to the royal private affairs, and the strangeness of Kangxi's death, Emperor Jianxing suddenly came to power. Once he said the wrong thing, the consequences can be imagined.

Hearing this sentence, Ortai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were even cold. He could be sure that the actions of Tushetu Khan's tribe were entirely because the Thirteenth Prince was instructing him behind his back, and his purpose was self-evident.

But no matter what, the court has not taken away the title of Thirteenth Prince, and even the 13th Prince's defeat in Zhili was not investigated. In this case, if Emperor Jianxing explicitly dealt with Thirteenth Prince, it would inevitably cause internal shock to the Qing court that had just stabilized.

Emperor Jianxing knew this truth very well, especially the strangeness of Kangxi's death. Not long ago, rumors spread in Xi'an, saying that Kangxi was killed by Emperor Jianxing. After rumor, the third prince was found on the head. This was not very eye-catching on weekdays, but it was better than literary affairs. He liked to deal with literati. He didn't know what medicine was wrong. He was so bold that he made this stolen thing, which almost made the whole of Xi'an unreliable.

In the end, Emperor Jianxing was furious and severely punished the Third Prince and others, arrested several people who spread rumors to destroy the three clans. However, for the Third Prince himself, Emperor Jianxing did not go too far. He just seized his position as prince, demoted him from the prince to the prince, and then asked him to think about his mistakes behind closed doors.

In fact, Emperor Jianxing wished he could peel off the third prince's skin and eat his flesh, but as the emperor, the rationality of the emperor actually prevailed. If the Ming Dynasty did not rise in the south, the Qing Dynasty would still occupy the world, and Emperor Jianxing did not suddenly take over the throne like now, then he might have used thunder means to deal with this matter.

But now, the entire Qing Dynasty was in turmoil, and because of the sudden death of Kangxi, Emperor Jianxing had rushed to ascend the throne without any preparation, and his roots were basically unstable. If the Third Prince was dealt with at this time, then there would be no benefit to the overall situation of the Qing Dynasty today. Therefore, Emperor Jianxing could only grit his teeth secretly and suppress his anger and he temporarily put on his breath.

This is also the main reason why the task of finding the whereabouts of the Thirteenth Prince was privately handed over to Ortai. In the openly Qing Dynasty, there was no mention of any relationship between the Thirteenth Prince and Mobei.

"Haha, did the Tuxituhan people say the reason?" Ortai asked with a sneer.

The man who was talking secretly squeezed his cold sweat and replied with a tough forehead: "The person who came said that the rain in the north of the desert this year is scarce, the cattle and horses are not strong, and it takes time for the tribe members to gather everywhere, so it is time to come later."

"Later? How many days later?"

"This... if you say so, this official doesn't know..." Dou Da's sweat fell from his forehead unconsciously. The man didn't even bother to wipe it and replied tremblingly.

Ortai didn't speak, just sat there quietly. After a while, he asked again: "What's going on with the Zasaktu Khan tribe and the Chechen Khan tribe now?"

"Another... it didn't arrive on time either." The man replied carefully.

Ortai's brows became tighter and tighter. When he learned that these two movies did not arrive on time, he seemed to have thought of something.

Ortai continued to ponder, and after a while his expression calmed down, the coldness on his face instantly passed away.

"Let me urge you. It's not easy to live in this grassland. It's really difficult to get here so far. Send someone to travel to Mobei to ask about the arrival time of the three ministries."

"Yeah!"

The man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, responded repeatedly, and wiped away the sweat from his forehead.

Next, he discussed the matter of preparing for the military and preparations. Then Ortai announced the resignation of the meeting. After everyone left, Ortai stood up and walked a few steps, with a gloomy face able to twist out the water.

"Master!" After a while, a burly and smart young man quickly walked in and saw Ortai and hurried forward to salute.

"Get up." Ortai raised his hand and asked the visitor to get up. Then he looked at the other party for a few glances and said, "Bala, how many years have you been with me?"

"If you want to go back to your master, Bala has been with you for seven years." Bala replied without thinking.

Ortai nodded. Bala was a Mongol and had the bloodline of the Zasaktu Khan tribe. It can be said that he was the grandson of Zasaktu Khan who was killed in the chaos in the past. Ortai saved Bala who was chased by his enemies when he followed Kangxi to the north to conquer the desert. Then Bala has followed Ortai until now.

"Seven years have passed, and seven years is not short." Ortai sighed, then looked at Bala, and asked again: "Seven years have passed, do you still remember the grudge?"

As soon as the words were finished, Bala, who was originally as gentle as a sheep in front of Ortai, became like a fierce tiger in a flash. He saw a sharp look in his eyes, gritting his teeth, the muscles beating slightly, and his face became ferocious.

"Back to my master, I have a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood, how can I not remember it!" Bala lowered his head and tried his best to restrain his emotions.

Seeing him like this, Ortai smiled with satisfaction: "Since that's the case, I'll give you a chance to take revenge, how about?"

This made Bala stunned at first, then he showed an ecstatic expression on his face. Then Bala kept kowtowing to Ortai, and knocked her head over blood with a few force.

"Master, great kindness, Barra will never forget it!"

"Okay!" Ortai stopped Bala's actions and asked him to get up and said, "You go and clean up now. Tomorrow, join the guard team and follow Lord Wu's people to Mobei. When you get there, you can do something for me first, and then you can move freely."

Although Bala is a rough man, she is not stupid. She can even be said to be very smart. He understood what Ortai wanted to do when he heard it. However, he hesitated that it would be difficult for him to do this big thing if he was single. At this time, Ortai smiled slightly, turned around and took out a box, opened it, which contained two short Russian muskets. With this thing, Bala had a much greater chance of accomplishing things, and Bala was not alone. Ortai had other arrangements, just barla had to hide in the team to find a suitable opportunity and hit it with one blow.
Chapter completed!