Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 440: Stirring up the storm in Mobei (Part )
"Ehe, the child is unfilial and failed to show filial piety to his father. Before my father left, did you have any last words for the child?" Tanggut Erdeni knelt in front of Ahaihatun and cried bitterly.

"Good boy, it's not your fault. Your father Khan passed away so suddenly. No one expected it." Ahaihatun held back his sadness and said slowly: "Your father Khan passed the throne to Qinwu Geba. Bu, he hopes that you brothers will live in harmony and work together to revitalize Chechnya."

"What! This is impossible! Father Khan loves me the most and has repeatedly said that he would make me Huitaiji. Why would he pass the throne to his fifth brother?" Throughout the ages, the word "power" has been the most harmful. In order to gain power, countless royal families have killed each other! Tangut Erdeni couldn't calm down as his position that he thought he was sure of was gone.

"Good boy, you have to understand the good intentions of your father Khan. He does love you the most and has also thought about letting you succeed the Great Khan; but after all, you are too young to convince the public, and your tribe and prestige are far inferior to yours. Two brothers. Now our Chechen tribe is caught between major forces. If we are not careful, we will be annexed. We must choose a mature, steady, courageous and strategic successor. Your fourth brother has a violent personality, and only your fifth brother can is the right person."

"No! Ehe, you are the child's biological father, you will definitely support the child, right?" Tangut Erdeni looked at his mother with a burning look in his eyes.

"Good boy, please forgive me. I am Ketun of the Chechen Ministry first, and then your Ehe." Ahaihatun's eyes turned red. For the sake of the stability of the Chechen Ministry, he could only let down his own son.

"No, the child is unwilling," Tangut Erdeni cried bitterly and left his mother's tent.

The sad flow of people returned from the Erhan Mountains to the north bank of the Kherulun River. The Khalkha Mongols and other Mongolian tribes, and even the Qing and Wei countries, sent envoys to send the Chechen Khan Shuolei on his last journey and to participate in the new Khan. succession ceremony.

Between Zasaktu, Tuxietu, and the envoys of Tuohite and Saiinnoyan, there were two people staring at each other with dazzling eyes, as crazy as lovers. One was Zhan, a bachelor of the Qing Dynasty. Ba, the other is Bobei, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites of Weiguo. In the grand chess game between the Qing Dynasty and the Wei Dynasty for hegemony, the Khalkha Mongols were an important force that could not be ignored, and both sides wanted to draw them into their own camp. Therefore, when they heard that Chechen Khan Shuolii had passed away, they sent out capable officials.

"Hmph!" Zhan Ba ​​glared at Bobei fiercely and snorted coldly from his nose. This person is not ignorant of etiquette, but he wants to provoke the envoy deliberately and make him make mistakes out of anger.

Bobei responded with a polite smile, seemingly not seeing the other person's angry glare or hearing the other person's cold snort. He was originally a confidant of Batur, Hutaiji of the Junggar tribe. Before his death, Batur told Emperor Qianyuan that this man had talents in the world and he could either use him or kill him. Strangely enough, Emperor Qianyuan actually believed his enemy's words and appointed him the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, responsible for diplomatic affairs with the Mongolian tribes in Mobei and Monan. More than a year ago, he was sent to visit various Mongolian tribes in Khalkha. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the Mobei grassland, he would visit various tribes in Khalkha, keep in touch with Taiji people of all sizes, and was reluctant to leave. It was very effective. After all, the Oirat people were Mongolians like the Khalkhas, and it was easier to communicate with each other. Soon, the Khalkha Mongolian pro-guard forces exceeded the pro-Manchu forces.

Seeing that he wasn't angry at all and was still smiling at him, Zhan Ba ​​was shocked. This man was not easy to deal with! "Ahem", he coughed lightly, changed his smile, and tentatively asked Bobei: "Is your Majesty, which Taiji from the Chechen tribe can inherit the throne of Khan?"

"You don't know? I heard that the Chechen tribe paid tribute to your country. Didn't they ask your emperor for a memorial to establish a new Khan?" Bobei asked with a smile, showing his snow-white teeth.

Although he knew that the other party was trying to sow discord, Zhan Ba ​​still got really angry. Indeed, the three Khans of Mobei all paid tribute to the Qing Dynasty, and they were all nominally vassal states of the Qing Dynasty. This Chechen tribe is so rude, the old Khan has died, and they dare not ask the Qing Emperor to appoint a new Khan!

Family scandals should not be publicized, and this applies to both the country and the family. In front of Zhan Ba, Bobei and other tribal envoys, the entire Chechnya tribe was immersed in the grief of losing the great khan of the gods. They worked together to overcome the difficulties, but secretly there was an undercurrent.

Bemba, Babu, and Tangut Erdeni contended, and their tribes gathered outside the tent with swords and spears. Within the big tent, the Chechen nobles and officials were arguing over the candidate for the new Khan.

"Kedun, you were the only one who took care of my father when he left. Did he leave any edicts?" Benbataiji, the fourth son and the oldest among the existing princes, asked.

"Your father Khan said before he left that the Chechnya Ministry is caught between the major forces and must choose a mature, steady, courageous and strategic successor. Among his sons, only Babu meets the conditions." Ahai Khatun announced his master's degree in public. Lei Khan's last words. As soon as these words came out, Babu's subordinates and some veterans nodded frequently.

"I am the oldest and have made many military exploits. How could Father Khan not let me take charge of the riding crop? It is obvious that you colluded with Babu to tamper with the Khan's destiny," Bemba shouted angrily. The sound of clanking could be heard endlessly, and all his men drew their swords.

"Father Khan loves me the most, and I should be the one who should be appointed." Tanggut Erdeni also wanted to compete, and the people who supported him marched forward with bows and swords in hand.

"Your father Khan's body is still cold, so you want to kill each other in front of his soul? The Qing, Wei and Oros all have their eyes on Chechnya. The divided Chechnya can only be annexed by others. Is this what you want to see? "Really?" Ahaihatun roared angrily, after all, he was the Lord of Ketun, which immediately shocked everyone, and Shuolei Khan's guards also gathered around.

"Li Babu is Khan, are you willing to accept it?" she asked in a slow tone.

"I don't accept it," Bemba and Tangut Erdeni said in unison.

"If Bumba is made Khan, will you accept it?"

"Dissatisfied!"

"Can you accept the appointment of Tangut Erdeni as Khan?"

"Dissatisfied!"

Ahaihatun sighed and said, "Since the other two people are not convinced by who is appointed as the Khan, then I will supervise the country for the time being. The candidate for the new Khan will be decided after it is reported to Master Jebzundamba for judgment. Are you convinced?"

"My child is convinced," "My child is convinced," "My child is convinced," the three princes agreed in unison.

After reaching an agreement, everyone dispersed. Babu secretly sneaked into the tent of Ahaihatun and said, "Uh-huh, Father Khan has obviously passed the throne to me, but you have to report it to Master Jebzundamba for judgment. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be a mistake?" Going against Father Khan’s wishes?”

"If I don't do this, I'm afraid the Chechen tribe will soon have civil strife and kill each other." Ahaihatun sighed, "Don't worry, I will tell Master Jebzundamba the last words of your father Khan. Master He is a monastic who is compassionate and will never go against the wishes of the deceased.”

(End of this chapter)