Chapter 11 Sweat

"After all, he is the overlord of Moxi Mongolia, the great khan of Junggar. Ketu Celing's words are really bloody." Just as everyone was looking at each other, a slow voice came from behind them. Lai Shan was the first to come back to his senses and bowed to salute, "Your Highness the Prince!" The princes and princes also turned around to greet the salute, but there was a thought in their hearts, wondering what this arrogant Ketu Celing would do just now.

To everyone's surprise, Ketu Celing also respectfully stroked his chest with his right hand respectfully. "His Royal Highness, it is my honor to see you. I hope you will fly like an eagle on the grassland." He lowered his head and congratulated, but everyone knew that the words were insincere. Junggar just lost his troops and generals under Prince An Feng Wufang's last time. The participation in the alliance this time was just the result of pressure from multiple parties, so how could he easily show kindness to the court?

"It is a great blessing for the prince to come to participate in this alliance. Gu is still young, at most, the eagle has just spread its wings. How can he be compared to the prince who has already become famous in the west of the desert? " Feng Wuhen stepped forward a few steps and helped Ketuceling up with both hands, and then said with a deep meaning, "Gu has already heard of the prince's reputation. When he saw it today, he is indeed extraordinary. No wonder even the prince's great talent and strategy are legendary among the herdsmen of Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert!" He claimed that Ketuceling was the prince, which was just a reminder to everyone that Taizu had granted the title of Junggar Khan back then, and among the princes at this time, most of the princes and princes supported the court, so he was not worried about Ketuceling's extreme actions.

Lai Shan and other princes from Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert were thinking about the profound meaning of Feng Wuhen’s last few words. It would be fine if the Junggars dominate the western Moon, but as Ketu Celing’s power grew, it would inevitably pose a threat to most of them. In this way, this alliance must give the Junggars a warning.

Ketu Celing smiled slightly, raised his head straight, and looked at Feng Wuhen with bright eyes. Of course, he could understand what he said just now. Whether it was arrogance, humility, or the caution that was revealed in his bones, everything was his appearance. Only he himself knew what kind of contradictory soul was in this body. It was precisely because of this that he, Junggar Ketu Celing Khan, could show his might in the grassland and regard tens of thousands of troops as nothing.

"The praise of the Crown Prince really makes me ashamed. Junggar is just the most barren place in the land of the Celestial Empire. How can you deserve your attention?" He smiled as if he was mockingly, and then looked around the justice of the kings around him. "Only the fertile Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert are the pillars and pillars of the court. Although I admire the Central Plains, I never have the chance to see the glory of the Celestial Empire. Taking advantage of this opportunity to meet, I must ask His Highness the Celestial Empire for advice."

It was such a naked deception and lies. Lai Shan looked at each other with the two princes of Sotu and Sakh tribe, and their feelings were surprisingly consistent. Listening to what Ketu Ce Ling said just now, if he was unaware of it, it would be hard to imagine that this person led hundreds of thousands of cavalry to revenge, and even threatened many small tribes. However, Lai Shan still had a strange feeling in his heart, as if the man in front of him had another plan to make trouble.

Seeing that everyone was still standing, he couldn't help but smile and greet him, "Your Highness, Prince, if you have been standing here all the time, I'm afraid that Ketu Celing Khan from far away would blame Xiao Wang, the host who did not understand the way of hospitality. Xiao Wang had already ordered people to prepare a place, why not go there and talk in detail?"

Then everyone followed Lai Shancha to the venue set up by him, while Ketu Celing deliberately stayed at the end and walked side by side with his confidant Tegu. Feng Wuhen just glanced at him and walked thoughtfully with Xiao Yun to them, discussing some details with Yu Rongqi.

"Tegu, you have come into contact with these people. Do you have any thoughts?" Ketu Celin walked slowly and said leisurely, "You killed Fuer, the enemy of that year, with your own hands, and these people should not give you a good look. After all, the Lunsu tribe was once a glorious, and now it has become a vassal of my Junggar. These arrogant princes in Monan might have been furious for a long time!"

Tegu showed an indifferent smile and said carelessly: "Prince Laishan just casually led me to meet a few irrelevant people, and no real big shots were seen. However, the prince, the prince of Lingyun, does not seem to be that kind of ordinary person. The words just now are really beautiful. After all, they were people from the capital of the Central Plains." He stubbed and enviously, "What a pity, if Khan could be born in that place, maybe the whole world would be yours."

Ketu Celing knew that this subordinate had an unrestrained nature, so he just smiled. Although Tegu had many backgrounds and was extremely unique in using troops, he kept letting him do it, and he never blamed him for the raid of losing troops and generals. Speaking of employing people, Ketu Celing thought he was definitely superior to the Mongolian princes. "If you continue to speak like this later, I am afraid that the people of the Central Plains will definitely not let you go!" He smiled coldly, "Although I only learned a little bit of the fur of those Han people, I still know the truth about success and defeating the enemy since ancient times. If the prince can stand out from many brothers, he cannot be underestimated. Let's go, if it is too late, others might think we are too arrogant!"

Although Mongolian men are generous by nature, they are increasingly concerned about the high and low seats due to the influence of Central Plains culture. Lai Shanqi was the leader, so there was no problem with sitting in the main seat. Feng Wuhen, as the crown prince of the current dynasty, had already agreed on the rankings of two important officials of the court, and the princes and nobles of the various tribes were in trouble. The two princes of the Sotu tribe and the Sak tribe took the two seats on the left and right upper heads, and many of the princes of Mongolia in the south of the mourn also seized the seat close to Feng Wuhen. Instead, Ketu Celebing casually found a place to sit down without caring, with an interesting smile on his face, watching the people fighting for it.

Lai Shanben had already made great efforts to arrange the seating times, but who would have thought that it would become like this only one step later, and his face was extremely annoyed. After finally suppressing his might, the princes who fought for the most fiercely took their seats. Feng Wuhen watched coldly, but he felt thoughtful. The Mongolian in the south of the Mo and the Mongolians had always been the most important thing in the court, but it was not a good thing for these tribes to be together. If these tribes were too strong, they would not be able to shock the northern part of the Central Plains. If they were too weak, they would not be able to shock the northern part of the Moxi and the northern part of the Demon City, and then have a deterrent force on Tibet. It was divided and transformed and combined to control it. Since ancient times, it has been the most difficult to grasp this scale. Feng Wuhen had already glimpsed the subtle expression on Ketu Celing's face, so he was more afraid of that man.

This time the discussion was just a prelude to the alliance, so it was naturally impossible to go smoothly. The various strange opinions raised by the princes and princes of various tribes opened their eyes. However, Ketu Celin always looked like a bystander, and at most he could only say a few nonsense without any pain, which was very different from his initial arrogance and shrewdness.

The alliance advocated by the court this time is far different from those in the previous form of the book-based reading, and the most important core is to search for the tribes. As for the Junggar tribe, it is necessary to ensure that they will not raise troops again within a few years, so Feng Wuhen's responsibility is harsh. After the initial meeting, which had no achievements, Feng Wuhen sent someone to send an invitation to Ketu Celing, and even Tegu was also among the people he invited.

"This prince is really..." Tegu was playing with the post in Ketuce's tent in the tent of Ketuceling, but his face was full of strange smiles, "Shan, do you think we will step into his tent, and then hundreds of swords and axes jump out of it?" His eyes suddenly became a little more cramped, "It is important to know that many books in the Central Plains are written like this."

Although he knew that his subordinates were joking, Ketu Celing still glared at Tegu fiercely, then frowned and continued to think. There was no good banquet, but no good meeting. Now a bad one would cause conflict. He knew very well. Although he had already sent someone to discuss with Lai Shan's youngest son Bhutto in secret to help him seize the position of prince, he was not optimistic about the deal at all. He had just met Lai Shan's eldest son and youngest son, and he had seen the difference between the two. Even Feng Wuhen's intentions had been aware that this major event could not be easily accomplished. However, if he could really secretly control the affairs of Kurten's tribe, how much benefit would it be for the clan, it would make him unable to leave it alone.

"Tigu, if you still talk nonsense tonight like you are now, you don't have to expect me to save you if you offend someone!" Ketu Celing had to speak and reminded him, "I have been used to your temperament, but others may not be able to tolerate it. This meeting is not bad. Maybe the two Han generals who have fought with you will also attend. Be careful when speaking. I always feel that something is wrong with the prince's name to invite you to attend, and there should be an indescribable reputation among them."

Tegu put away the smile that had always been hanging on his face, bowed and replied with a straight face, "Don't worry, Dashan, I won't cause trouble for you. No matter how hurtful the prince's words are, they will not hurt me more than the betrayal of the past." A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he showed a hippie smile. "Dashan must be careful, maybe the Heavenly Kingdom will give you a beauty."
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