With the funeral of the Left Prince, Batubuch and the slaves in the tent of the Left Prince were out of Mulan paddocks. The rest had resumed hunting. Only the juniors close to the Left Prince, who were well-behaved in plain clothes, stayed in the tent to mourn the left prince.

Batubuch had been staying in his tent, copying Buddhist scriptures in Mongolian. Although he was very ugly, he hoped to be filial.

"Master, please take a break first." Hu Richa looked at his young master. He had long lost his previous joy. He was just copying Buddhist scriptures silently next to him. He felt very uncomfortable.

"Hu Richa, I know that Ama is no longer here, so I can only help Ama to complete his wish." Batubuch put down the brush in his hand and looked outside the tent.

Although he was very young, he could understand these things. With Yiken'er's side, Batubuch found respect. He would not lose this respect just because he was young. If it were another prince, there would probably be no such respect.

"Hu Richa, this is the Ksitigarbha Sutra given to me by Yikene and Hutulifengsheng Zalaffen. They all wrote it with their left hand, for fear that I would be tired." Batubuch looked at the handwriting on it, worried that he would be too careful.

Hu Ri looked at the crooked words on it, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by a faint Buddha fragrance. It should have been copied according to the etiquette of filial piety, which is considered considerate.

The young master is actually over three years old. It is said that he is already five years old, but it is because the young master is older.

"Master, the two little masters are really good to you, so you must take good care of yourself and never hurt the hearts of the little prince Yikene and the little princess Zalafen of Hutulifeng." Hu Richa even hopes that the friendship between Yikene and Batubuch can be preserved forever.

"Don't worry, I already understand how I changed. Hu Richa, all the slaves in the tribe who hold power are trustworthy?" Batubuch felt insecure. Apart from Qingyan and Longfeng Twins, I couldn't believe anyone, even Yin, Batubuch was more alert.

"Yes, they are all credible. The Fourth Concubine asked the shopkeeper over there to pay attention and said that he must be prepared for all this for you." Hu Richa looked at his little master and sighed deeply.

Batubuch had a faint smile on his face: "Actually, that's great. If there is something happening to my mother, I will change the slave as soon as possible. My mother will definitely not lie to me!" Batubuch had a good impression of Qingyan, so every time he experienced something, Batubuch would be extra careful.

"Master, why do you trust the Fourth Princess so much?" Hu Richa wondered.

"She looks like a mother, so I trust her." Batubuhe looked at Hu Richa, "My feeling is definitely right. Hu Richa, I have left the tribe affairs to you. I am too young to deal with these things at all."

Batubuch had no children's mind. Although he would occasionally get angry, he was taught very well by the left-wing prince. Since he could speak, the left-wing prince has been taking him with him. Starting last year, the left-wing prince even took Batubuch to deal with tribal affairs. After the meeting, he would be scorched by Abu.

"Yes!" Hu Richa looked at the interaction between Batubuch and the left-wing prince. As his little master grew up slowly, he still complained about the left-wing prince.

At this time, Hu Richa felt that the left-wing prince’s method was right. When facing danger, the little master could face it calmly.

In the imperial tent, the princes and their families were all there. Kangxi sat upright on the dragon throne, his face looking a little ugly. Although the death of the left-wing prince gave the Qing Dynasty some help, he could not act.

The reason why Batubuhe was raised by Yin was a surrender of the left-wing prince.

"Emperor, what do you have to do with Batubuhe?" Yin looked at Kangxi worriedly.

Qing Yan sat aside, lowered her little head, hoping to let Batubuch return to Beijing safely.

"You must protect it well. Yes, I will leave it to you to entertain the little prince. Can it be done?" Kangxi asked, looking at his most proud grandson.

"I can definitely accomplish this in the Imperial Mafa." Yiken'er was very comfortable in front of Kangxi and rarely spoke respectful words like others.

Kangxi nodded with satisfaction: "I will leave the Emperor Mafa to you to take care of. The grades of you two are almost the same. Turn him into your helper!"

The princes present were shocked. Is Kangxi paving the way for Yin?

The heir in one of the largest branches of Korqin was regarded as Yiken'er's helper...

Yin Si clenched his fist tightly with his right hand. This would not work. He didn't want to admit defeat like this.

"Emperor, Yiken'er is still young. There are too many children in the residence of the fourth brother and sister-in-law. Erchen's knees are empty. Will he hand Batubuhe over to Erchen to raise?" Yinsi stood up and knelt directly on the carpet and reported.

Kangxi stared at Yinsi and looked at him. Batubuhe's identity was too sensitive. Yin was the next heir he had decided. If the relationship between Batubuhe and Yiken'er was good, Yiken'er would be helped in the future.

"This is the request of the old prince before leaving. I cannot change it. The eighth brother, I will give it to a few more princes after returning to Beijing to draft the show." Kangxi chose to ignore Yinsi's request.

He heard that after Guo Luoluo married into Mongolia, he was already happy. Yin Genjueluo and others married Yinsi's mansion, but there was no news.

He even wanted to arrange for Dr. Yuan Yu to take the pulse of Ping'an to see if there was any problem in this regard.

If Yinsi really had problems, Kangxi would feel shameless. However, Kangxi was still very happy that Liangfei's branch had lost its descendants.

"Yes!" Yinsi quickly stood up. He knew that he could not get custody of Batubuch, but he was unwilling to give up.

Yin and Yin Yi seemed to have not seen Yin Si's actions, and they continued to drink.

"Lao Jiu, Lao Shi, you two are here to calm down and put the wine away for me." Kangxi glared at Lao Jiu and Lao Shi.

In their teacup, the wine that Yin asked his slave to change. Although the tent was big, the mellow fragrance of the wine still drifted over.

"Ama, Erchen is really hungry for wine. This is the first time I'm drinking it." Yin said helplessly.

After saying that, Yin obediently asked the servants around him to transport the wine to deal with.

"You two..." Kangxi shook his head helplessly, "Fourth brother, let these two be left to you to see. I will find out again next time. You three will wait for me to copy the Buddhist scriptures."

In front of Mongolian leaders, the princes must pay special attention to their image. Kangxi has repeatedly scolded the leaders who drink and have fun.
Chapter completed!