"In this way, I'm going to take a look even more?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested, and his mentality now perfectly interprets what it means to fear that the world will not be chaotic.
After talking with Fengnv, she followed Shan Yuru to Alibu's palace for a banquet. Originally, Fengnv also wanted to go, but Song Qingshu was having a headache, how could she refuse, Shan Yuru said a few words to her, and she obediently Waiting at home.
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded: "Your charm technique has such a good effect on women!"
Shan Yuru smiled shyly: "My lord, if necessary, I can help you get rid of the jealousy of Yingying and Yanyan in the harem."
Song Qingshu waved his hand: "No need, I am invincible in charm, and I don't need these methods to make them die."
Shan Yuru nodded: "Young master's charm is indeed unparalleled in the world, even a person like me will fall for you as soon as he sees you."
Song Qingshu felt a chill, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Who else will attend this banquet?"
Shan Yuru thought for a while and replied: "There are the kings of the Chagatai lineage, among whom Aluhu is the head, and there are also Alibuge's confidant generals, Halabuhua, Hunduhai, Huoerchi, they all They are famous generals, among them Harabuhua and Hunduhai led the army to break through Sichuan, and Huoerchi was the commander of Alibuge's guards and one of the leaders of the Qixue army."
Song Qingshu felt a headache when he heard it: "The most depressing thing about coming to Mongolia this time is that the names of these people are too difficult to pronounce, and I can't remember them at all. They all sound very similar."
"It's all just transliteration. It sounds strange. After all, there are only a few people who give themselves Chinese names like Princess Shaomin. The high-level officials in Mongolia are actually divided into two groups. One group is closer to Han culture and has a lot of Sinicization. For example, Ru Yangwang Mansion, and Kublai Khan; the other faction is conservative, more accustomed to traditional Mongolian customs, and hates the way the Han people do it. Brother Ali belongs to this faction, so his fight with Kublai Khan is not only a power struggle , but also mixed with conflicts of ideas, this contradiction cannot be reconciled."
Song Qingshu noticed that she was watching his expression while talking, and knew that she was using Zhao Min to test him, so he didn't answer, and continued to ask: "Apart from these people, are there other experts?"
Shan Yuru replied: "Brother Ali Bu first recruited masters mainly from the Shingon School of Esoteric Buddhism and the Xuedaomen of Qinghai.
Hand Sangjie was trusted by him, but it was unfavorable to go to the Central Plains for missions. It seemed that his hand was broken, so it was naturally useless; in addition, the blood knife ancestor of the Blood Knife Sect used to be tough, but unfortunately died in the Central Plains for no reason. Although the two factions still have some good players working under Brother Ali's command, they have no leader and their momentum is not as good as before. "
"Now Brother Ali's main reliance is our Destiny Sect, but last time Xixia and his party suffered heavy losses."
Song Qingshu's expression was a little weird. To be honest, the deaths of these masters under Brother Ali were all related to him, so he must not let him know his identity at that time:
"Aren't you the leader of the Destiny Cult? You should be considered the number one master under his command. Even if the previous mission failed, there is absolutely no reason for you to come out and invite people in person."
"It's so simple," Shan Yuru said with a wry smile, "Although I am the leader in name, you also know that our sect respects the strong, and many people don't necessarily obey me, and each sect has its own differences. hill."
Song Qingshu thought of Zhong Zhongyou, the evil Buddha who attacked her in Xingqing Mansion, and roughly had an idea.
Shan Yuru continued to explain: "Besides, I am not the number one expert in Tianmingjiao. I have a master and a few uncles above me. Their martial arts are higher than mine. This priest's."
"Who is your master?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
"Master's surname is taboo Yaohong, and several of her senior brothers, the evil Buddha Zhong Zhongyou, you have already met, and there are also Bi Yejing and Scorching Sun Yan, their martial arts are better than Zhong Zhongyou." Shan Yuru thought for a while. He continued, "But they are senior brothers after all. Even if they are a little better in martial arts, there is no qualitative difference. With the young master's ability, as long as they don't fall into their siege, there is no big problem. But there is another person, the young master will be in danger if he meets him." Be careful!"
"Who?" Seeing her solemn expression, Song Qingshu also became curious.
"Blood hands and hard work!" When Shan Yuru said these words, there was a hint of horror on his face, as if he was talking about a demon.
"Hard work?" Song Qingshu vaguely felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
"He is my master uncle," Shan Yuru explained, "The Destiny Sect was founded by my master Fu Yaohong. Speaking of which, we are all a branch of the Yingui Sect.
And Li Gong is the head of the Yin Gui sect, not only the number one master of the Yin Gui sect, he can even compete for the number one master of the Holy sect. "
"The number one master of the holy sect?" Song Qingshu knew that the holy gate she mentioned was the collective name of the two sects and six ways, "then who is stronger, he or Pang Ban?"
Shan Yuru shook her head: "I can't tell, they haven't fought directly, Pang Ban is the number one master of Demon Xiangzong, Li Gong is the number one master of Yingui School, Zhong Zhongyou was defeated by Pang Ban, the same Li Gong It is also easy for Gong to beat him, so the two should be brothers."
Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling dizzy, there must be too many great masters on the Mongolian side, all the great masters died in the Wudang Mountain battle in the Central Plains, how to deal with the Mongolian side then.
The two chatted all the way, and it didn't take long before they arrived at Brother Ali's palace. Brother Ali was very enthusiastic and went out to greet him directly, which made Song Qingshu a little flattered.
I thought that if Shuiyue Dazong really came here, I am afraid it would be very useful.
At this time, another carriage stopped at the door. Brother Ali's eyes lit up, and he said to Song Qingshu to wait a moment, then ran over in a hurry, talked to the people in the carriage, and then called his men to bring the carriage Drive directly into the mansion.
Song Qingshu was a little curious about the identity of the person in the carriage. When he was passing by with the carriage, he secretly used a gust of palm wind to blow open the side curtain of the carriage. Holding a baby, his expression was indifferent, and there was a hint of sadness between his brows.
But in the next moment, the car curtain was pushed down by a burly man, and the young woman didn't even look this way from the beginning to the end, as if other things had nothing to do with her.
The burly man stared at Song Qingshu and Shan Yuru coldly. When he saw Shan Yuru, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself and just stared at Song Qingshu: "Did you see it?"
Song Qingshu replied indifferently: "Is there anything shameful?"
The burly man was furious and was about to explode when Brother Ali came out to smooth things over: "It's all our own, it doesn't matter."
The big man snorted, and continued to guard the carriage and entered the palace.
Shan Yuru on the side muttered to herself: "So that mysterious guest is her."
"Who is she?" Song Qingshu wondered.