Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 344 The storm at Talbahatai (Part )
"Taiji, Master Khenpo is asking for an audience." It was already late. Baturtaiji, the capital of Shang Dynasty, was preparing to take a rest when an uninvited guest suddenly arrived.

"Didn't he go back to Tarbachatai? Why are he here again?" Although he was surprised, he was a Hutuktu of the Gelug sect after all, so he couldn't be ignored. Shangdu Batur still invited the great monk to come into his house. The big tent said, "Didn't Master say that he was going back to Tal Bahatai? Why are you here again late at night?"

"Amitabha! Monks should not interfere in secular affairs, but Emperor Qianyuan of the Wei Kingdom is a monster of the Nyingma sect. He wants to destroy all sects and only respect the Nyingma sect. Now he has imprisoned two sacred monks. There is indeed a sworn hatred. The young monk accidentally learned that the nine tribes of Turgut wanted to abandon Junggar and surrender. Could it be that you no longer follow Gelug's rituals and want to enter the gates of Nyingma?"

"What did the master say? We have no intention of converting to Nyingma, and the matter of surrendering the guards is also a lie." Shangdu Batur hurriedly denied it.

"Don't deny it. I already know everything about this. Didn't the envoy sent by Junggar to your ministry die at the hands of Sonomu Celing of Weiguo? Didn't those one hundred and two heads be killed by Sonomu Celing? Did Ling present it to Emogen Taiji?" Khenpo Hutuktu looked furious.

Hearing what he said, Shangdu Batur knew that he couldn't hide it and sighed, "This is not our intention. It is actually Sonomu Celing who is too ruthless."

"The young monk knows that Taiji has always been loyal to Junggar and opposed the alliance with the Wei Kingdom. He even drew a knife on Sonom Celing after he learned about the killing of the envoy, so he came here late at night to ask for your help."

Shangdu Batur frowned slightly, "What does the master plan to do?"

"One month later, I will invite Jiutaiji of the Torgut tribe to come to Talbahatai to participate in the grand event in the name of holding a religious ceremony. As soon as they arrive, I will capture it immediately. Please persuade them to attend the meeting and After capturing them, help me stabilize the hearts of the Nine Tribes. After that, you will be the minister of the Nine Tribes of Turgut.

Shangdu Batur thought again and again and finally nodded, "I am willing to listen to the master's orders."

Everything in the world is bound to happen by chance. Even if one can predict ninety-nine times, there will always be one that escapes unpredictably. Khenpo Hutuk planned well, and Shangdu Batur also had his heart set on Junggar and also had the intention to carry out the nine-part riding whip of Dulbert. But he is getting old, he becomes indecisive as he gets older, he likes to consult with others, and his ears are very soft. Among the nine tribes, there were three other people from the older generation of Taiji who experienced the westward migration of the Oirat with him: Shanggai, Qingbatur, and Kudet. Among them, Shanggai was his half-brother. Old brothers always have to discuss important matters.

The two old men had two cups of tea. Sixty-one-year-old Shangdu Batur and fifty-nine-year-old Shangkayi gathered around the stove, sipping the rich brick tea and chatting calmly. When people reach this age, there are no urgent matters. No matter how big the matter is, it is handled with ease.

"Aha (brother) are you worried today?" Shanggai asked with a smile.

"Du (brother), how do you know?"

"Whenever Aha has something on his mind, he drinks tea just like drinking wine, drinking it all in one gulp."

"Aha! I still know Aha best," Shangdu Batur sighed. "Khenpo Hutuktu already knew about the massacre of the Junggar delegation. He planned to hold various auspicious events in the name of holding a Dharma conference. He was lured to Tarbahatai and captured, and asked me to be his internal correspondent. He also allowed me to take over the nine tribes of Territory after he succeeded."

Upon hearing this, Shangkayi understood that his brother's heart was tied to the riding whip. At that time, there were two great daijis in the Torgut tribe, alongside Orlek and Mergentmunna. Later, during the Oirat civil war, the two great daijis parted ways and now remain in the Ob and Irtysh rivers. The nine Dulbert tribes in the basin all belong to the lineage of Mergentemuna. Both he and his elder brother are the half-brothers of Mergent Muna. The elder brother is quite popular with his father. In this family, his strength and prestige are second only to the second brother Mergent Muna. It is said that the second brother should die after his death. The elder brother was in charge of the nine horse whips. However, he suffered heavy losses in the central part of the Oirat Civil War and his strength was greatly reduced. He had to watch several nephews jointly elect Emogen as minister. Missing Jiubu's riding whip has always been a hurdle in his heart. Now that the Junggar people are tempting him with riding whips, it is inevitable that he will be tempted. But in the current situation, is it really beneficial to the Torgut tribe to be tied to the Junggar people? "Brother really intends to help the Junggar people?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, otherwise I wouldn't be so troubled. Judging from the current situation, David is strong and Junggar is weak. Relying on Junggar will inevitably bring disaster to the people; but David only recognizes that boy Emogen, leaving me second. That kid is unwilling to give in," Shangdu Batur said angrily.

"Brother, do you know that the Guards have captured Tuoli City, and both Mergen Daiqing and Ahai's father and son were killed in the battle. There is no news from Emin City, and it is probably more serious. You are right, the Dzungars are gone. Relying on them will only bring disaster to the tribe." Seeing Shangdu Batur's gloomy mood, Shangkayi pursed his lips and smiled, "Nephew Emogen's prestige is not enough to lead the nine tribes. I would like to submit a petition to Emperor David together to divide the nine parts of Torgut into two Otoks, and let nephew Emogen command the young Wutaiji. We four old guys will only follow your lead, brother. How can this be so? Aren’t everyone happy?”

"Oh, if this can be done, then there will be no more disputes among our nine tribes of Turgut." Batur, the capital of Shang, was overjoyed.

The sky is getting colder, and a hot stove is rising in the big tent. Emogen is studying an invitation. This invitation is from the great monk Khenpo Hutuktu, inviting him to attend the Tal Baha Terrace next month. Ceremony held.

This was what he had promised originally, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed a little inappropriate. Going so far to the place where the Dzungars live, and with nine Taijis going together, if something unexpected happened, wouldn't he be caught in one fell swoop? But if you refuse, you have clearly agreed. As a Mongolian, how can you not keep your word?
While he was worried, he suddenly reported to Batur Taiji, the capital of Shang Dynasty, asking for an audience.

"Ababa (uncle), you came just in time. Master Khenpo has sent us an invitation. My nephew is just wanting to discuss with you about attending the Dharma conference."

"My dear nephew, this is exactly why I came here. You must not go. That monk has no good intentions. As soon as you go, the nine tribes of Turgut will be finished." Khenpo Shangdu Batur visited him late at night and threatened and lured him , the plan of trying to trap Kubu Taiji in the name of the powwow meeting was revealed.

The more he listened, the angrier he became. Emogen bowed deeply to Shangdu Batur, "Thanks to Abaga for informing me, otherwise the Nine Divisions would be in danger!"

"They are all family members, why are you so polite?"

"Please give me some advice, how should we deal with it?" E Mogen humbly asked for advice.

Shangdu Batur thought for a while and sneered: "Since he invited us to attend the Dharma conference, we will bring more troops and horses. If the Junggar people open the door to welcome them, they will rush in; if they do not open the door to welcome them, the master has no idea. The ritual can be attacked."

Emogen listened to the advice of his uncle Shangdu Batur and dispatched 5,000 troops south to Talba Hatai City. Khenpo Hutuktu and Pazile, the head of thousands of households, did not dare to let them into the city, so Emogen used this as an excuse to surround Talba Hatai City.

(End of this chapter)