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

Chapter 1132 Hiding
Charles II would certainly not refuse Wang Zihui's initiative to surrender, and he even seemed very happy about it.

What he lacks now is someone like Wang Zihui. With Wang Zihui's help, it will be of great help whether he goes to Liaodong or returns to the UK.

Charles II immediately promised Wang Zihui that as long as Wang Zihui could help him wholeheartedly, he would treat Wang Zihui well after returning to England, confer him a title, and make him his minister. In response, Charles II swore in the name of the king and God to show his sincerity.

Wang Zihui was delighted to see the other party was so sincere. He did not expect this matter to go so smoothly. He stood up and saluted Charles II with a serious face, and changed his words to call the other party "Lord". In this way, the relationship between the two was confirmed. Then Wang Zihui took the opportunity of Charles II's upcoming trip to Liaodong to put forward his own suggestions. Listening to Wang Zihui's words, Charles II nodded continuously and was extremely happy to be able to recruit such a person.

Just when Wang Zihui surrendered to Charles II, there was a small Mongolian tribe far away in Khorchin, near the Outer Khalkha area in the northern desert. The entire tribe had only more than 2,000 people. Such tribes were numerous throughout Mongolia and were not very noticeable at all.

At first glance, this Mongolian tribe looks no different from other tribes, with herdsmen, men, women, old and young, who usually make a living by grazing and relying on water and grass. But if you go deep into the tribe and observe carefully, you can see that this tribe is slightly different, because there seem to be fewer old and young people in this tribe, and even there are not many women. The proportion of young and strong people in the entire tribe is too high.

Not only that, the fierceness of the young and strong herdsmen in the tribe could not be concealed even if they were wearing herdsmen's robes. If these people put on armor, they would be elite cavalry. However, because this tribe is located in a remote area, there are no other large tribes around, and the grassland is very wide, as long as no one approaches and observes carefully, no one will notice these.

"Master, this is the goat milk that has just been delivered..." In a yurt in the tribe, Wu Liangfu, who was dressed in Mongolian style, held a plate with a silver pot and a silver bowl in his hand. He walked up to Bumbutai, who had just finished washing, and said respectfully.

Bumbutai glanced at Wu Liangfu and mumbled something in Mongolian. Wu Liangfu immediately knelt down and said in stuttering Mongolian: "This slave deserves death... This slave deserves death..."

"Forget it, I won't let you off easily if you do it again!" Bumbutai said coldly, then motioned Wu Liangfu to bring the goat milk to him and put it in front of him. Then he waved his hand, and Wu Liangfu stood aside to serve.

Now Bumbutai is dressed completely like a Mongolian woman. Not only has her dress changed from before, but she even speaks Mongolian in her daily life.

Under Dorgon's arrangement, Bumbutai, with the young emperor Fulin and more than a thousand elite white-armored soldiers of the Eight Banners, left Shengjing first under the leadership of Ebilun. After leaving Shengjing, they first went north, then from north to east, and stayed in the northeast for two days. Then Ebilun sent some people to leave traces on the ground to continue to move northeast, while Bumbutai and others turned back to the west, eliminating traces of walking along the way, and quietly took a detour to the direction of the Horqin grassland.

It took more than half a month for them to finally enter the Horqin grassland. At this time, the Horqin grassland had been completely occupied by Agudamu, and Agudamu had begun to lead his troops from Horqin into Liaodong, and joined forces with the Ming army in Liaodong to launch the final battle against the Jiannu.

Because the road they took was relatively northerly and remote, they finally managed to sneak into Horqin without any danger. After arriving in Horqin, Bumbutai and Ebilun discussed and changed into Mongolian clothes, disguised themselves as Mongolian nomadic tribesmen, and continued to move northwest, finally arriving at their current location.

There was a small tribe of several hundred people here. When she found this tribe, Bumbutai had already thought of how to hide here. She asked Ebilun and others to disguise themselves as Mongolians and approach the tribe when they were not paying attention. Then, they suddenly attacked the herdsmen of this tribe before they could react, and almost killed all of them.

Except for a dozen children who could not speak clearly, all men, women, old and young were killed by Ebilun and his men. After killing them, they buried their bodies and then transformed themselves into Mongolians who settled here.

Those kids were ignorant anyway, so keeping them could help cover up. In addition, Bumbutai was originally a Mongolian from Khorchin, so he was very familiar with the local customs. Moreover, Jiannu and Mongolians had many similar living habits. After disguising themselves as Mongolians, they communicated in Mongolian. In this way, if no one paid attention, no one would notice that the entire tribe had actually been replaced.

Hiding here, Bumbutai asked everyone to live according to the customs of the Mongolian tribe and try not to contact outsiders. This was mainly to avoid leaking information. Moreover, even if the living habits of the Manchus were similar, it was impossible to be foolproof in a short time. Bumbutai felt that it would take at least half a year or even a year to completely pretend to be indistinguishable from ordinary Mongolians, so it was not too careful at this time.

Picking up the silver pot, Bumbutai poured himself a bowl of goat milk. He drank it in small sips and asked, "Is the young master awake?"

"My Lord, the young master has woken up. I just came over from him. My two servants are waiting on him."

Nodding slightly, Bumbutai seemed to remember something and said, "Pick two smart kids and take good care of them first, then send them to the young master. Let them serve and accompany the young master on weekdays, and your people should follow them, but don't follow them around, it's not good."

"I understand. I will arrange it right away." Wu Liangfu responded quickly. He knew the reason why Bumbutai arranged it this way. His two subordinates were eunuchs. They were pretending to be Mongolians. If their identities were exposed, it would affect the young master. Bumbutai was especially careful now. It was not too cautious. After drinking the milk in the silver bowl in one gulp, Bumbutai said to Wu Liangfu, "Go, bring Ebilun to see me."

"I'll go right away..." Wu Liangfu was about to respond subconsciously, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that they were Mongolians now, so he quickly changed his words and performed Mongolian etiquette, then hurried out.

After a while, Ebilun came to the yurt, stood at the door and announced his name first. After hearing Bumbutai's response from inside, he stepped in.

"Your servant greets the master..." After Ebilun entered and saw Bumbutai, he bowed and greeted him.

Bumbutai raised her hand and said to him in a friendly manner: "Stand up, you are not a stranger, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, my master..." Ebilun performed the greetings as usual before standing up and sitting down aside.

His eyes fell on Ebilun, and Bumbutai began to ask about the situation of the tribe in the past few days, including the daily patrols of his white-armored soldiers and the elite Eight Banners, as well as the surrounding movements and so on.

Ebilun answered all of them and told Bumbutai that everything was normal. Now they were disguised as Mongols and would not be discovered unless they were carefully identified. Moreover, no other tribes were found within a hundred miles, so their current location was still very safe.

"Don't be careless." Bumbutai warned: "The locations of the Mongolian tribes can change at any time. There is water and grass here, and there is no guarantee that a tribe will migrate here one day. If you are not prepared and the other party finds out something after contact, you can't just kill them all, right?"

"Some things can only be done once and not twice. We did it out of helplessness last time. If we continue to do this, our whereabouts will be exposed if someone escapes. Ebilun, you still have to tell your subordinates to familiarize themselves with Mongolian as soon as possible. As long as we speak Mongolian fluently and disguise ourselves well, those ordinary Mongolians will not pay attention to us."

"I understand. Please rest assured, my master. I will urge my subordinates to get this done well." Ebilun nodded quickly in response.

Nodding, Bumbutai was very satisfied with Ebilun's attitude. After all, he was not an outsider, but the young emperor's cousin and his own nephew. Moreover, Ebilun was not only loyal, but also impeccable in his work, otherwise Dorgon would not have chosen him to stay by his side.

"By the way, is there any news from the Regent?" Thinking of Dorgon, Bumbutai asked.

Ebilun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I sent people to inquire about the news in Liaodong. Since Shengjing was captured, the whereabouts of the regent have been unknown. I heard that the regent fled Shengjing one step ahead and went to the northeast. The Ming army has been chasing the whereabouts of the regent but has never found it. It seems that the regent's whereabouts are hidden very well..."

At this point, Ebilun paused and continued, "In my opinion, the Regent should have taken the same route as us, heading northeast and then northwest, and then back to Khorchin. After all, it was the Regent who arranged for the master and his servants to come here. As long as the Regent shakes off the pursuers, he will definitely come here to join the master. The master does not need to worry about the Regent. The Regent is a man of great talent and strategy, and he will surely be blessed by heaven."

"That's good..." Bumbutai nodded with relief and looked very happy, but in fact, she didn't think so in her heart. Instead, she hoped that Dorgon would disappear forever and never come to look for her.

Although they fled here and changed their appearance and disguised themselves as Mongolians, they were still concerned about the war in Liaodong. The results of the Liaodong war were reported one after another some time ago. When they learned that Shengjing was broken and the main force of the Eight Banners was annihilated, Bumbutai knew in his heart that the Qing Dynasty was gone.

Even though she had expected this result, Bumbutai still felt bad. The great Qing Dynasty was gone, and her empress dowager and her son's throne were naturally meaningless. Without all this, they were like dogs without a home, and it would be extremely difficult for them to turn things around in the future.

Fortunately, she ran away early, otherwise she would have become a prisoner of the Ming army. With her and Fulin's identities, the Ming Dynasty would never let them go. Now hiding in the grasslands disguised as Mongolians is still safe for the time being, but once Dorgon comes, it may not be certain. Based on Bumbutai's understanding of Dorgon, this is a person who will never rest in peace and is willing to fail. If his arrival triggers a war again or exposes their whereabouts, it will not be a good thing.

(End of this chapter)