The fourth elder brother paused slightly, and thought about the wording:

“…… Aunt Duanmin's status is noble, well, I am proud of my love for Xinjue Luo...... Prince Bandi and his aunt seem to have different temperaments, and the two are a little incompatible, and they love a slave girl with a soft temperament, and the slave girl died after giving birth to Tenzin......"

Ru Hui looked at the fourth elder brother, "The prince and the princess have similar temperaments?"

The fourth elder brother cleared his throat, his gaze slightly evasive, "Yes." ”

Because of the early death of the beloved woman, Prince Bandi has a special preference for his youngest son, and often says that this son is the most Xiao's father, for the prince's preference, it is more solemn to marry Tenzin's wife, and for several years, he finally took a fancy to Lingzhen, the daughter of the prince of Khalkhatu Shetu Khan. ”

"Dun Dobu Dorji is very fond of his daughter Ling Zhen......"

……

When the fourth elder brother popularized the marriage between the Mongolian tribes and the Qing Dynasty to Ru Hui, Princess Duanmin broke into the big tent of the class brother with a group of arrogant healthy women.

“…… The saint is unfair, that little slave actually dares to let the snake bite me, father, the son wants the lives of those cheap slaves......"

"Little minion, whose life do you dare to take?"

Kicked over the slave who wanted to report the news in front of the tent, Princess Duanmin, dressed in a fiery red exquisite Mongolian robe, high leather boots, and high chin, strode into the big tent of her classmates, and listened to Tenzin's last words into her ears, she sneered contemptuously, and walked in front of Tenzin, "Who do you think you are? Even if you inherit the emperor's grace and be crowned the prince of the auxiliary country, you can't hide your biological mother's lowly blood, this palace depends on how you can kill my nephew......"

Princess Duanmin shook a whip with a little silver light in her hand, and looked at Tenzin, who had been domineering a second ago, with contempt in her eyes, and lowered her head in cringe under her own forced gaze, not daring to speak again.

Sweeping her gaze to Tenzin's face that was very similar to her mother, Princess Duanmin turned around abruptly in disgust, as if she would dirty her eyes if she looked at Tenzin more: "A lowly seed born to a female slave actually has the face to call others a cheap slave, there are really strange things in this world. ”

"Duan Min!" Looking at the frightened little son, the younger brother roared angrily: "You give this king a stop." ”

"Can it be enough?" Princess Duanmin turned around, approached a few steps to sit next to the elder brother sitting on the carpet, bent over, and whispered softly in the ear of the younger brother: "Lord, what are you and Dundob Dorji plotting? ”

Princess Duanmin's threat made the anger of the class brother like a balloon that was broken, and disappeared without a trace with a pop, he moved his legs that were sitting cross-legged, and subconsciously moved away from the imposing Princess Duanmin with a small head of chirping hair, his eyes flickered, and he sneered in a rough voice: "What kind of conspiracy? This king doesn't understand what you're talking about." ”

Looking at the Bandi who didn't dare to look at her at all, Princess Duanmin stood up straight, smiled coldly, and knocked the whip in her hand on the shoulder of the Bandi, "I don't even have the courage to admit it, and I dare to go behind my back to see the Tsarist Russians, Bandi, this palace knows that you have always been unconscious, but I never thought that you would drag the entire Horqin to be buried for the sake of a slave girl's inferior seed, I really think that the Tsarist Russians are closer than their cousins? ”

Princess Duanmin glanced at Tenzin, who had shrunk to the corner of the tent, with the eyes of the dead man, and turned back to raise her face with the dignity of the Forbidden City and the unique style of a Mongolian woman: "You usually spoil this thing, and the palace can also let you, but if you faint because of him......"

When Princess Duanmin said this, she glared at her brother again with a threatening gaze, and then snorted heavily, turned her feet, and led the group of healthy women away.

It wasn't until the tent couldn't hear the voices of Princess Duanmin's group that Tenzin raised his head again, walked over to his father and sat down.

"Father, what is the princess doing?"

Thinking that it was a confidential matter, but it was revealed by his wife, the class brother raised his hand and rubbed his fat face a little tiredly, and when he was thinking about which slave betrayed him, he heard his son ask.

Glancing up at his youngest son, Bandi shook his head a little dejectedly: "Her influence spreads throughout Horqin, and she discovered that we secretly went to meet the Tsarists not long ago. ”

Dan was shocked, thinking of Princess Duanmin's murderous gaze, his whole body suddenly seemed to be immersed in ice water, and he was cold from head to toe: "What does she want to do?

The class brother hung his head and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head affirmatively: "Although she is extremely favored by the Queen Mother, her relationship with the emperor is not close, and she does not hold a definite handle, so she will not act rashly." ”

Hearing Father's words, Tenzin's heart suddenly relaxed, and he crawled out of the panic that almost overwhelmed him, and his mind turned: "Father, since the princess knows about that Tsarist Russian, what should we do next?"

"What should I do?" The class brother waved his hand helplessly: "You go and get a bag of gold and quietly let someone send him away." ”

Tenzin was still a little hesitant: "What did the Russians mention ......?"

"No matter how great the benefits are, you can't do it," after thinking for a long time, the class brother was carried away by the interests after his wife's warning, as if he had been washed in ice water, became more sober than ever, and seeing that the younger son was still hesitating, he reached out and patted the younger son's shoulder and persuaded him to give up the immediate interests: " Our Kelbi generation and Aixinjue Luo clan marriage, as long as some things are not done too much, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty will turn a blind eye and pass it, but the premise of this qiē is that we want to take a look at Mo Nan for the Qing Dynasty, and if a qiē threatens this one, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty will not let it go......"

Looking at the unwilling little son, the younger brother couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "Father knows, you are worried about the future, but the princess has found out, we have to stop, so as not to annoy her, you also know, but everything involves Luo Bu Zang Gongbu, the princess will only be more ruthless than the Qing Emperor, Father is old, I don't want to see you killed by her like your mother." ”

Hearing his father mention his mother, Tenzin lowered his head, his mind was complicated, in the Mongolian tribes, slaves are the property of the master, when the father took a fancy to his mother, he was very pampered for a while, and then his mother had him, and his father gradually faded, and his mother, who lost his father's protection, was killed by Princess Duanmin soon after giving birth to him. Over the years, because of what his grandmother said, Princess Duanmin has never dared to harm his life, and when he grows older, the longer he grows more like his mother, the more his father dotes on him, but this favor is so weak, Princess Duanmin threatened a few words, and all his efforts in the past few years have been in vain, which makes him how willing.

“…… The emperor will inevitably let your brother inherit Korqin in the future, and my father doesn't have to worry about him, my father is only worried about you, and now the matter with Tsarist Russia is not done, and I am afraid that Dundob Dorji will not marry his daughter to you again......"

Tenzin raised his head suddenly: "Father, my son likes Ling Zhen." ”

The younger brother was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Son, Father knows that you like her, but you think she is dead now, and the whole camp knows about turning around, how can Tun Dob Dorji marry her to you again?"

Tenzin's face turned red, and his narrow eyes glared at the boss: "Father, my son was bitten by a snake at that time, who knows if the snake is poisonous or not." ”

The class brother laughed, and a clear light flashed in a pair of almost invisible eyes, "Yes, son, you see, a woman is just a woman, compared to your own life, nothing is anything, keep your life, how many women do you want in the future? ”

The undisguised contempt in his father's words made Tenzin stand up from the felt carpet in anger, "Son go to see Ling Zhen." ”

Looking at the youngest son who ran out of the yurt, Bandi sighed: "Munu, is this king too cruel to Tenzin?"

Behind the bandi, a thin and silent shadow moved, the shadow raised its head, revealing a branded forehead, and Tenzin's eyes were exactly the same as the deepest abyss, dark and bottomless, he opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words of Shaga from his throat: "To live, you must first live." ”

"Yes, if there is no life, everything is empty. The younger brother lay down on the felt carpet, looked up at the yurt above his head, as if to say to Mu Nu, and seemed to say to himself: "The princess has a saying that is right, the lesson of the past, the teacher of the future, now the Qing Dynasty is strong, the emperor is a rare wise king, Horqin must be loyal to the emperor, this king does not want to be like Abu Nai, because of the evil emperor, the emperor makes excuses to □□, let alone the sons to lose their lives to save me, and the daughter enters the palace as a slave again......"

Listening to the voice of the class brother getting lower and lower, the shadow silently retreated into the shadows.

……

Royal Tent

The emperor sat behind the bookcase, his eyes slightly closed, and listened to the Mongolian Han kneeling in front of the desk talk about the Prince of Khalkha and the Prince of Korqin's classmates and the matter of hooking up with the Tsarists from beginning to end.

After the big man finished reporting what he knew, he lay down in the tent, motionless.

The emperor who had made a decision in his heart opened his eyes and glanced at the wooden box placed at the feet of the big man, his eyes were deep, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He patted his knee, stood up from behind the table, walked to the tent and pulled up the tall Mongolian man, patted the big man on the shoulder affectionately, and pulled him to sit on the felt carpet on the side: "Ah Hai, I am very happy today, although your brother Li Ling Zhi is faint, you are loyal to the Qing Dynasty." ”