Gou was a member of the imperial family in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1153 Family
As a noble of the Eight Banners and the grandson of Nurhaci, Ebilun was grateful to Dorgon. You have to know that he was not from the Aisin-Gioro clan, and he could become an important figure in the Qing Dynasty with the identity of the Nianhulu clan and was highly valued because of Dorgon's promotion.

From this point of view, it is no exaggeration to say that Dorgon was Ebilun's mentor, and when they were fighting for the throne, Ebilun stood on Dorgon's side to fight against Hauge. It was for this reason that Dorgon trusted him very much, which is why he entrusted Bumbutai and her son to him when the Ming army was approaching and Shengjing was in danger, and left Shengjing early.

After escaping from Shengjing, Ebilun followed Dorgon's instructions and did his best to protect Bumbutai and her son and brought them here, hiding themselves as Mongolians.

Since arriving here, Ebilun has done his best to protect Bumbutai and her son, and has used his utmost ability to stabilize his subordinates and maintain the tribe. It can be said that the temporary stability of Bumbutai and her son today is inseparable from Ebilun's efforts.

But Ebilun was also a smart man. Although he was loyal to Dorgon, he also understood the awkwardness of their identities and the situation they faced after the fall of the Qing Dynasty. If it was a year ago... or half a year ago, Ebilun still expected Dorgon to find them and then slowly develop based on their current tribe, looking for opportunities, and finally restoring the Qing Dynasty.

But as time went by, this idea gradually changed. The key was the different situation. The Ming Dynasty was at its peak and had no rivals. The powerful Qing Dynasty had been destroyed, and even the Mongolian tribes surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. Even when the Qing Dynasty was at its strongest, it only gained some advantages in the Liaodong battlefield. Even though Huang Taiji attacked the Great Wall, he was unable to break through the capital and could only return to Liaodong.

Now that the Qing Dynasty is gone, how easy is it to restore it to the past? Can they rely on just a few thousand people? Is this a joke? With such a small force, it is barely enough to deal with some small Mongolian tribes, but there is no chance of winning against the large and medium-sized Mongolian tribes, let alone against the Ming Dynasty that owns the whole world.

Because of this, Ortai's mentality began to change. He gradually gave up his plan to restore the Qing Dynasty. Moreover, the longer he stayed here, the more he felt that there was nothing wrong with disguising himself as a Mongolian and living a stable life like he was now.

But even so, in his heart, Ortai still felt somewhat responsible for Dorgon. Although he hoped that Dorgon could find this place safely and reunite with them, he subconsciously felt that Dorgon's complete disappearance might be a good thing. Perhaps his disappearance would allow them to have no more worries and completely give up on becoming Mongolians. This complex feeling made him very entangled, and Ebilun never told anyone about it.

"The Regent is a man of good fortune, so there will be no problem..."

"Haha, do you really think so?"

“Slave…slave…” Ebilun didn’t know how to answer. He couldn’t tell anyone what was in his heart, right?
"Forget it." Seeing Ebilun's tangled expression, Bumbutai sighed softly: "I know the Regent has done you a favor, so it's normal for you to think so. But Ebilun, you are a smart person, of course you understand the difference between the Regent being here and not being here."

Ebilun lowered his head and said nothing, because he had no idea how to respond to Bumbutai's words. Nothing he said would benefit him, so he simply kept silent.

"Ebilun!"

"The slave is here!"

"Let me ask you, based on your understanding of the Regent, if the Regent came here safely and met with us, what would the Regent do?"

"This..." Ebilun was stunned. He hesitated and gritted his teeth and said, "The Regent is a man of great talent and vision. I believe that the Regent will definitely regroup and look forward to the future."

"Well, that's right, I think so too." Bumbutai nodded and said, "But do you think the regent can succeed if he does this?"

"Slave..." The words came to his lips, but Ebilun couldn't say them. Saying that it could be accomplished? This was not only deceiving Bumbutai, but also deceiving himself. Ebilun was not a brainless fool. Dorgon valued him not because he was good at fighting. If it came to martial arts, there were too many people in the Eight Banners who were stronger than Ebilun. Let's not talk about others, just say Oboi, who was of similar rank to him. If they were put against each other, two Ebiluns might not be able to beat one Oboi.

The reason why Ebilun stood out and was valued and promoted by Dorgon was that he was a man of both fighting ability and brains among the younger generation of the Eight Banners. Moreover, Ebilun was very steady and rational in doing things and rarely acted impulsively. Therefore, Dorgon would feel at ease to entrust Bumbutai and her son to him.

Seeing that Ebilun was speechless, Bumbutai did not force him: "You don't need to answer, I understand your thoughts."

"I deserve to die..." Ebilun leaned forward and kowtowed to Bumbutai.

"Why bother? Get up." Bumbutai reached out to pull Ebilun, who stood up in a hurry. At this time, Bumbutai held Ebilun's hand and comforted him softly, "I know you are loyal to the emperor and the regent, and I understand your difficulties. If I were you, I would think the same. If the Qing Dynasty and Shengjing were still there, my thoughts would be different. But now that the Qing Dynasty is gone, we are hiding here like lost dogs. It is not easy to be alive, so how can we expect anything else?"

Pulling his hand and sitting down, Bumbutai said earnestly: "It's okay for me to be a woman. The worst that can happen is that I will die and go to the underworld to find the late emperor. But what about the emperor? If I die, can I take the emperor with me? The emperor is the blood of the late emperor. How can my Qing master watch him go to his death? If so, how can I explain to the late emperor when I see him there?" "Master, how about you take the young master to the north first? I will lead the people to stay here. If we can conceal it, it would be the best. If not, at least I can cover for the masters?"

"This method won't work." Bumbutai shook his head and said, "Find a kid to pretend to be the emperor. If the plan fails, there will be a glimmer of hope? Although it sounds good, how can the emperor and I survive in the north? Without anyone around us, let alone being ambushed by the tribe, even a heavy snowfall will result in death without a burial place."

"Besides, if the Regent comes and doesn't see me waiting for him, what will be his reaction? Have you thought about this?"

"This..." Ebilun was speechless. This wouldn't work, and that wouldn't work either. What could he do? Especially since the issue of Dorgon was the most critical, he could still discuss it with Bumbutai now. But once Dorgon showed up, it wouldn't be as simple as just discussing it.

With Dorgon's temperament and character, he was a man of his word, and no one could stop him once he made up his mind. Ebilun knew Dorgon too well, and he could be said to be stubborn and arrogant. It would be fine if he didn't show up, but once he showed up, he would push everyone into the abyss.

"Forget it, this is not an easy matter. How about you and I think about it carefully?" Bumbutai asked.

Ebilun was immediately relieved and nodded repeatedly. Seeing this, Bumbutai patted his hand gently and said softly: "We are a family. Since we are a family, we must work together. Anyway, there is still time. If we think about it more, there will be a solution."

"Now that the emperor and I are orphans and widows, you are the only one we can truly rely on. As long as you are with me, I will feel at peace."

"Master..." Ebilun was so moved that he couldn't help but shed tears. Such a powerful Qing Dynasty became like this. The Empress Dowager, who was supposed to be the mother of the country, and the supreme emperor were like dogs that had lost their homes. They had to be so humble even to save their lives. How could he bear it?

"Master, please rest assured. I will definitely protect you and the young master. Even if I die, I will protect you!"

"Good! Good!"

Bumbutai nodded repeatedly, with a relieved smile on her face. Then she comforted Ebilun a few more words, and then told him to pay attention to the movements of the Khorchin tribe and the surrounding Mongolian tribes in the next few days. After the instructions, Ebilun kowtowed and left. As soon as Ebilun left, Qitat suddenly appeared from nowhere.

"Aunt, do you think this Ebilun will...?"

"Whether he listens or not, once people have ideas in their minds, they will change naturally." Bumbutai had a smile on her lips.

When it came to fighting a war, Bumbutai knew nothing about it, and she also had no idea about managing a country. But when it came to dealing with men and figuring out their minds, Bumbutai was an expert. Otherwise, how could the great Dorgon support her and her son at all costs?

Even Dorgon couldn't resist her charm, let alone Ebilun? Bumbutai's retreat to advance was perfected, and a seed was planted in Ebilun's heart without him realizing it. Once this seed took root and sprouted, Ebilun's loyalty to Dorgon would naturally be greatly reduced. In addition, during the year of escape, Bumbutai's subtle influence on Ebilun made it possible for Ebilun to stand by her side even if Dorgon came to find her.

"Aunt is right, but what if Ebilun still remembers their old relationship?" Qitate's small eyes turned and he couldn't help asking.

"So what?" Bumbutai said casually, "Aren't you still here? There are things he won't do, but you can do them. When the matter is done, Ebilun will have no way out. Will he kill me then?"

"I don't think he will kill you, but I'm not sure about me." Qitat thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Although his age was not much different from his aunt, he knew her too well. A mere woman could become the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty, and even put her son on the throne, and let a man like Dorgon be devoted to her. How could Bumbutai be simple?

Moreover, the seemingly weak Bumbutai showed her inner ferocity, which made Qitat even more uneasy. But now his situation was even worse than Bumbutai's. Without Bumbutai's protection, he, the former Khorchin prince, would be a lost dog, unable to go anywhere in the world.

"Don't worry, I will protect you when the time comes." Although Qitata did not say anything, Bumbutai said this slowly. Qitata nodded repeatedly after hearing it. The heavy stone in his heart fell. He flattered this aunt and said good things to her.

(End of this chapter)