Chapter 913 Intuition

King Su Boerjijin Tuotuo buried his head and pressed his right hand with a yellow and green ring on his chest, as if something had happened, he looked very distressed.

But Asari knew that he was not sick, because when King Su suddenly raised his head, his painful expression disappeared immediately; if it were a disease, it would not have been cured so quickly.

King Su became expressionless, and seemed to be enduring something.

He just had just gotten out of control and revealed it in front of the guests.

This king will protect you and ask you to return to the Tatar tribe through the Ming Dynasty.King Su said again, in return, I only want you to do one thing.After returning to the Tatar tribe, make sure Arutai sent my uncle back.

After King Su said that, his eyes swept across the face of the Mongolian Prime Minister, Ragnarok, and looked at Asari.He may think that Arutai is Asari's elder brother, and Asari can play a greater role.

The voice of the fire-drawn voice said: It’s that simple?

Asari wanted to ask this question too.

The tragic experiences of King Su's uncle and uncle were both part of the tragic experiences.

Among them, the former Tatar leader (Ghost Lichi), who did this evil thing, has been killed by Arutai; so King Su may not blame the Tatars anymore, especially Arutai, but should not have any good feelings.

However, King Su took in the remnants of Tatars and did not hesitate to endure the harassment and attacks of Wats, and never handed over the Ashari and his members.

Why?

She thought King Su had a greater reason, but now she seemed to have guessed wrongly.

King Su did not answer the question and asked back: Can it be done?

Asari replied without hesitation: Of course, it is not a difficult choice to ask the elder brother to return a woman.

King Su said: Are you willing to swear?

Tuohuochi and Asari were very happy. They knelt on the ground one after another, calling on the true god of the sect and swore that as long as they could return to the Tatar tribe smoothly, they would do their best to get King Su's aunt back to Hami.

After witnessing the witness, King Su nodded and said: That's fine. It's a good exchange for you, and there is no need to regret it.Where is my uncle on your side more important than Benjali's son?

Ashalee was shocked.The Prime Minister and Asari had already agreed that they would not reveal her son's identity to anyone. How did King Su know?

Two distinguished guests, please go to the lobby to continue the banquet.King Su waved his hand gently.

Baohuochi was still a little suspicious, so he stood for a while.King Su glanced at him and said: You may not understand my feelings, it doesn’t matter.

So Asari and Tuohuochi bowed together to retreat.

As soon as they left the house, they heard the voice of King Su again: If my aunt was there, she would definitely be happy.

Hearing this, Asari couldn't help but look back at the room with the lights on.

A woman has intuition, even if it is just a short time, she also felt that King Su's aunt was even more close to him than his biological mother and most of them would not care so much about it even if she was an ordinary mother and son.

I saw that the fire-drawn shook his head gently with a very small amplitude.

Asari looked at him, the two looked at each other, but did not speak because there was a guard leading the way in front.

Then Fuhuochi looked at the road with a deep thought.

Baohuo Chi may still have doubts, and I don’t quite understand what the King Su’s gourd sells.

But Asari suddenly remembered her lover and Benjali's sweat. She thought about the situation when she parted again, and suddenly understood what King Su felt.

What King Su said should be true.Asari said.

Tuohuochi glanced at the guard leading the way in front of him and asked in a low voice: Why?

Asari said straight away: Intuition.

The red mouth opened slightly, revealing yellow teeth, and said nothing.

They returned to the noisy hall, with drums, huqin and vocals filled the hall inside and outside, and even the singers singing could not be heard clearly.

The two of them sat adjacent to each other, but there were often people walking around and other guests.

Asari wanted to ask Tuhuochi something, but she didn't have a chance, so she had to give up.

No one has ever tried to inquire or ask the child how King Su determined the child's identity?

Asari couldn't guess it, and gradually she always felt that there seemed to be some conspiracy hidden in this place, emitting in the air mixed with the burning of oil and the smell of wood ash; but she could not think of what kind of conspiracy it was.

The dinner ends late at night.

Asari thought that Baohuochi would look for a dancer overnight, because Baohuochi was always looking at the exposed dancer, and photographing a dancer; however, Baohuochi did not do that, and he and Asari went back to the heavily guarded residence.

The next morning, shortly after Asari got up, he heard the children playing in the yard.She walked out of the room and saw the two children in the yard again.

Before, Asari didn't dare to get too close to the boy because he was afraid of exposing his identity.But even though she was careful, there was still someone in Hami.Now she doesn't need to hide it too much.

Asari called the boy and asked him to come over.

The boy opened his bright eyes and watched Asari squat down in front of him.

Asari looked at his face carefully and vaguely saw that the child was indeed a bit similar to Ben Yari's sweaty appearance. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently placed it on the child's cheek.

Asari's nose sore and her eyes were very astringent. She felt that her eyes were about to flow out, so she subconsciously held back her emotions and held back the urge to cry.

The Mongols and Asuts are both bloody tribes, and men and women should not be weak!

People have told her this since childhood.

She warned herself not to cry, and to be determined to protect the child alive and let this face that looks like Benjali, so that Benjali will never leave her.

Asari looked up, she saw her slave girl looking at her with surprise.Asari stood up and turned around to avoid the female slave.

She also understood in her heart that it was useless to rely on her tenacity alone; the most important thing was whether the elder brother could really know all this and whether he would try to negotiate with the Han people.

And will those Han people let them go?Will they be allowed to borrow the Tatars?

...What Ashari is looking forward to is in progress.The envoys and important officials of Alutai had just arrived at the capital of the Ming Dynasty at this time.

It only took decades for the Mongols to rule the vast land of the Han people's homeland and more than a dozen provinces, and these Tatar envoys can be regarded as revisiting the old land.

However, they were very amazed and curious about the capital, because none of these people had ever been to the capital, and they were too young; and before the Yuan Dynasty had perished, the Nanjing area where Zhili was located had been occupied by the Han uprising army and fought for each other.

Since the Mongolian tribe retreated from Peiping, which was then called the capital, it has hardly returned.

The envoys sent to Mongolian tribes by the Ming Dynasty were often detained or even killed, while the Mongolians had not sent envoys for a long time.

The two sides broke out again in large-scale wars a few years ago, and various competitions have never stopped.

This time, the Tatars sent envoys to the court, which was really rare.

The official letters from the envoy and his group had been sent to the capital in advance. On the surface, it was written that Alutai, the magistrate of the Mongolian Privy Council, had a disease and described in detail the condition that he needed several medicinal herbs that were difficult to find, so he sent an envoy to Beijing to seek medicine.

The Ming Dynasty court did not make any sense of peace at all, and issued a government order to go to the capital of the Peking, ordering local officials to send guards and escort Tatar envoys to Beijing for treatment.

A group of Tatars arrived at the gate of the capital very happily, and only then did one of them suddenly ask: Can the Ming people hunt us?

Everyone came to their senses. They had no worries along the way. If someone hadn't mentioned it, everyone wouldn't even think about the safety issue.

The man just spoke with a horse and said: Han envoys came to the grassland. We detained and killed them, so we did not let them have a good time.Will the Han people on Jiqing Road be frustrated?

Just as Ma Erhazi thought about it, he said: Probably not, don't worry.

There was a man next to him in Mongolian saying: Although the Han people are very fierce now, they were anxious to attack us a few years ago, but they didn't want to fight us.It has always been the grassland people attacked, as if they were coming to collect grass.Now we take the initiative to send in. It is too late for the Han people to be happy and can't afford to offer their support like grandpa?

Everyone laughed, only Ma Er Hazi didn't laugh, nor did he stop everyone.

As expected, the Ming officials treated them very well and arranged a spacious and comfortable house for them to live in, and delivered good wine and meat to the door.

The officials who spoke before would speak Mongolian language and be kind and kind. They also asked their magistrate Alutai, saying that they hoped Alutai's illness would be cured as soon as possible.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty Imperial Hospital also came and made a special trip to ask about Alutai's symptoms, without caring about rare medicinal materials and carefully preparing pharmacies for him.

The Mongolians who were still a little nervous had relaxed in a few days.

Then there was a banquet, presided over by officials from the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, and many officials accompanied him.

The Han women were wearing Mongolian clothes and singing and dancing in the middle to cheer up. Everyone laughed happily, watching the beauty, while grabbing mutton and eating meat and drinking wine.

A subordinate of Ma Erhazi shouted loudly in Mongolian dialect: Why do you drink wine on weekdays not as good as today?

The Han official immediately said in Mongolian words: After the banquet, I sent someone to pick a few jars of good wine and deliver it to the Huitong Hall.

A Mongolian warrior was a little drunk, so he ran to the middle of the hall, trying to drink with a dancing girl, and reached out to touch the girl.

The little girl avoided in panic, but she fell down when she stepped on her skirt, and the singing and dancing suddenly began to be in chaos.

At this time, the horse ha-roar cursed and asked his subordinates to go up and drag the man back, then he calmed down a little.

At the banquet, the Mongolians only focused on watching the beauties drink and eat meat, while the Han people were talking nonsense.After they had enough food and drink, they were sent back to Huitong Hall to sleep, and they lived like gods.