"She is Mengge's concubine Yalun, and what she holds in her arms should be Mengge's posthumous son Yulong Dashi." Shan Yuru explained.
Song Qingshu was taken aback: "Brother Meng's concubine? Why is he so close to Brother Ali?"
Shan Yuru replied: "Brother Meng has a closer relationship with Brother Ali, and he also tends to retain Mongolian customs. On the contrary, he has a relationship with Kublai Khan. When Meng Ge was the crown prince, There was also a conflict with Kublai Khan, and at that time, Kublai Khan's concubine Chabi found Yalun to make peace through her natal relationship, and the two turned their fighting into friendship."
"Is this Princess Yalun also from the Hongjira clan?" Song Qingshu asked.
Shan Yuru nodded: "She is Wuchen's daughter, and Princess Chabi is still her aunt in terms of seniority."
Song Qingshu is no longer surprised. In Mongolia, there are many cases of aunts and nieces marrying the same person, not to mention marrying the same person. He is concerned about other things: "Wochen's daughter? I heard that Wuchen I want to marry Princess Huazheng."
Shan Yuru lowered her voice and said, "It's rumored that Wu Chen's original wife died of illness, and Da Khan intended to betroth Princess Huazheng to him."
"Isn't it that old cows eat young grass?" Song Qingshu thought that even his daughter was so old, and even his grandson.
"Wo Chen is indeed not young," Shan Yuru pursed her lips and smiled, "But that Princess Huazheng is not a tender grass, is she?"
It was only then that Song Qingshu realized that Huazheng was already in her thirties, and she would not be considered a little girl in later generations, let alone this age.
At the moment of speaking, the two of them have already entered the palace, and there are already many people in the hall. Brother Ali is naturally in the main seat, and a big man dressed as a typical Mongolian noble sits on the first seat on the right.
Shan Yuru sent a voice transmission to the secret: "He is Aluhu, the leader of the kings of the Chagatai family."
Song Qingshu nodded, no wonder he can sit in such an honorable position, and then he noticed that the beautiful young woman he saw in the carriage just now was sitting in the first seat on the left, that is, Princess Yalun, and the child in her arms is now Being hugged by the nursing mother behind him, the child didn't cry or fuss, apparently just slept soundly after feeding.
Shan Yuru continued to introduce in secret, the seats on the right behind were the generals Halabuhua and Hunduhai under Brother Alibu's command, and Huoerchi, the commander of Brother Alibu's guards, stood behind Brother Alibu, Song Qingshu Taking a look, he saw that his temples were bulging high, he was indeed a master, but he was still far away from the master.
As for many other Mongolian nobles sitting in the banquet hall, Shan Yuru reckoned that Song Qingshu couldn't remember their names, so he just briefly introduced them.
Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing that good people are rewarded with good rewards, just because he saved Shan Yuru before, and now he has an extra secretary, which feels really good.
Brother Ali saw Song Qingshu and called out enthusiastically: "Da Zong is here, come and sit here."
Song Qingshu took a closer look, and was a little surprised to find that the other party had arranged his seat next to Princess Yalun: "My lord, you are welcome."
But before he had time to sit down, the burly man who had just glared at Song Qingshu stood up and said proudly: "I thought I was someone with a noble status who could sit in this position, but I didn't expect it to be someone from the Xingqing Mansion who was waiting for the battle." Shuiyue Dazong who escaped, I am ashamed of him."
Shan Yuru quietly reminded: "This man is Alan Da'er, the guard commander under Mengge's account back then, and he is extremely loyal to Mengge."
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, thinking that the position arranged by the majestic prince, it's too arrogant for you to be so blatantly disrespectful as a servant.
He frowned and looked at brother Alibu, who knew that brother Ali picked up his glass to drink, as if he didn't see this side, other people also talked about it, and even Princess Yalun frowned and looked at him contemptuously.
Song Qingshu was a little strange, Brother Ali couldn't possibly deliberately ask Shuiyue Dazong to come over and make people humiliate him face to face, right
Shan Yuru seemed to see his doubts, and hurriedly explained: "Heroes are the most admired here in Mongolia, and those who run away like Shuiyue Dazong are indeed shameless to everyone. You must handle it carefully, and you must not be as humble as the Han people. There are often emotional disputes in Mongolia because of face, and whoever backs down will be looked down upon by everyone. Why did the crown prince fall into the hands of the Okuotai family? It was because of a quarrel between Jochi, the eldest son of the Great Khan, and Chagatai. After a great enmity, no one would accept anyone, and in the end the Great Khan decided to give the crown prince to Wo Kuotai."
"Later on a western expedition, Guiyou of the Wokuotai lineage and Batu, the eldest son of the Jochi lineage, competed for seats at the banquet and forged a great feud, which led to the support of the kings of the Jochi lineage to support Torre, so Wokuotai and Guiyou successively After his death, the Crown Prince's position fell into the hands of the Torre family."
"Thank you." Song Qingshu couldn't help but admire that Shan Yuru spoke so quickly and clearly in such a short time.
Knowing the ins and outs, Song Qingshu had a bottom line in his heart, and directly pushed back: "What do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything, it's just that you are a coward who is not worthy of this position, so give up your seat." Alan Da'er drew out a machete and slashed directly on the table in front of him.
Song Qingshu's response was also very simple, he directly kicked him in the chest, Alan Da'er's martial arts were obviously good, but he couldn't react, the whole person fell out like a sandbag.
Alan Da'er was not mediocre either, he quickly got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and rushed over with a roar.
But what was waiting for him was another kick. This time Song Qingshu put in more effort. It took him a long time to get up, and he wanted to rush towards Song Qingshu again. Who knew that Princess Yalun stood up beside him: "That's enough!" Already!"
"Princess!" Alan replied anxiously, her eyes were a little red, obviously extremely angry.
Yalun said lightly: "You are a general who leads troops to fight, and you will be the enemy of thousands of people; he is a guest minister hired by the Great Khan, and it is not ashamed to be inferior to him in martial arts. Your spirit that can be defeated but will not give in He is a good man from Mongolia, he is much more admirable than some people whose martial arts are so high, but who escaped the battle."
Song Qingshu had to lament that it is no wonder that Mongolia has been invincible these years. Not to mention the three generations of Temujin's ancestors and grandchildren, these princesses are also not easy to be with. People look down on Shuiyue Dazong who won the battle.
"Shuiyue Dazong thinks what this princess said is right?" Ya Lun looked at him indifferently. Her identity is here. Although the other party is a guest of the Great Khan, what will he do with her? Nature is not afraid of offending.
Song Qingshu didn't expect her to continue provoking, so don't blame himself for not being a gentleman: "My concubine's words are very wrong."
"Bold!" Many of her subordinates yelled, obviously very angry at this person who refuted her mistress.
Song Qingshu said unhurriedly: "When the Great Khan was young and they were abandoned by his followers, if they couldn't bear the momentary anger, if they continued to launch a suicide charge after the fiasco of the Thirteen Wings Battle, how could they take down this huge army now? Empire? Knowing that you can't beat it, you still have to fight, that's stupid, only by saving your life can you have a chance to make a comeback."
He paused, looking straight at Yalun like a torch: "Don't you think that the Khan's previous escape behavior is also shameful?"