Cesan's face was sullen and he didn't say anything, he just shook his head and sighed.
"What the hell is going on? In-laws?" Ulle stared with blood red eyes.
Saisan lazily said, "Didn't Auba Khan make it clear in the letter?"
"Harijula is already my daughter-in-law, no one can grab it... In-laws, what do you mean?" Wule is very anxious. If even Saissan is on the side of Huang Taiji, Harijula is afraid It can't be kept, it doesn't matter if the woman is lost, just marry another one, but Wu Le Duchi can't tolerate it, and the woman in his family is deeply taken away by others.
"What do you mean? Wu Le Duchi, this time I came here is a letter written by Oba Great Khan, next time I come, I am afraid it will be the cavalry of the Great Golden State."
Hearing Huang Taiji's cavalry, Wu Le Duchi shivered in fright, he grunted, and then demanded Saisan's compensation for his loss.
The two bargained, and finally reached an agreement: Saissan redeemed Haridula at the price of ten cows and two hundred sheep.
Hari Zula didn't know all the changes yet, she thought she was just going back to her natal home, she didn't even have time to say goodbye to her own man and children.
She is riding her beloved bay red horse, wearing red jacket trousers and a snow-white robe on the outside.
The white running red jacket just set off the tender and white face.
She straddled the bay red horse and came to Saisan's side: "Daddy, I haven't been riding a horse for a long time. Today, I want to indulge myself."
"Child, if you like it, just run wild! Mongolian women belong to the prairie."
"Daddy, then you chase here!" Before she finished speaking, she was already running wildly.
"Daddy is old, where can I catch up with you?" Although Saidsan said so, he still ran into the horse and chased him, his guards followed far behind.
Before the sun set, they returned to Don Harico.
Harizhu flicked the reins and ran to the front. As soon as she reached the gate of the mansion, she flew off her horse and yelled, "Aniang, I'm back."
When her mother heard the call, she greeted her outside the house, and she looked at her daughter's attire: "My son is very busy, and everywhere is the most delicate flower."
"Aniang!"
"My child, you must be hungry after running such a long way? My mother has already cooked the food."
"Let me see, what kind of food my mother has cooked." Hari Zula followed her mother to the back room.
On the kitchen table, in addition to the Mongolian beef and mutton and mutton cabbage spicy soup, there are also a few exquisite side dishes of the Han.
Harizhula took off the red cotton gloves and handed them to A-niang. She stretched out her lush white fingers, grabbed some of each side dish, and stuffed it into her mouth, "A-niang’s craftsmanship is getting better and better. I don’t know if Aniang will I won't be infatuated by A Niang."
"You child!" Her mother smiled and cursed, and then stood quietly, watching Hari Zula grabbing food like a child.
There were only four people at the formal dinner, in addition to the Saisan couple and Hari Zula, there was also Hari Zula's brother Wu Keshan.
The atmosphere of eating meat with big mouthfuls, drinking a big bowl, and having a family dining together is a joyous atmosphere. Hari Zula is like an unmarried little girl. She saves even a knife and uses a five-finger scimitar to wait for the table full of delicacies. Throw it into your own mouth.
Her mother's eyebrows are smiling: "This child, eat slowly, don't choke, no one will grab you."
Happy hours are always short.
Harizhula used a piece of cotton cloth to gently wipe the oily hands, and then patted her breasts to her belly: "A-niang, A-dae, A-ge, I have eaten enough. The dishes that A-niang made are It's delicious." She also hiccuped exaggeratedly.
Her mother’s eyes were filled with love: "This child, I don’t know when will he grow up."
Seisan looked at Hari Zula, who was as cheerful as a skylark, and seemed to see this naughty and a little bit lazy daughter for the first time today.
Harizhula grabbed the right hand of her mother who was holding the white steamed bun, "Aniang, there is nothing serious about our family, why did Daddy take me back?"
Her mother's face was a little ugly.
On the opposite side, Wu Keshan grabbed a leg of lamb and gnawed at it.
Sessan seemed to be choked by the mare cumin, turned his head and coughed.
Haridula found something was wrong, she grabbed her mother's hand, "Manny, what happened?"
Saissan glanced at Wu Keshan, and Wu Keshan threw the remaining half of the leg of lamb, "Daddy, mother, I'm full too, I'll go back now!"
Without waiting to answer, he stood up and fled.
Haridula became more and more weird: "Aniang, what happened? You seem to be hiding something from me."
Her mother looked at Sessan, "His father, just tell the child!"
Harizhula snorted: "Father!"
Saidsan coughed again, "Okay! I said, my child, it's actually not a bad thing, that... Tian Cong Khan wants to marry you."
"Who is Tiancong going to marry?" Harizhula raised her face, looked at A-Daddy, and then at A-Niang, not knowing what her father was talking about.
Her mother held Harizhula's little tender hand and rubbed it lightly, "Child, the one who is going to marry in sweat, it's you!"
"Me?" Harizhula laughed, as if he heard the funniest joke in the world: "Daddy, mother, you guys are fooling, I'm already married, I have my own man and my own child. "
Suddenly it felt wrong, neither her father nor her mother looked like a joke. Besides, who would make a joke about such a thing
"Aniang!" Harizhula is like a frightened deer, with a long-haired head arched over her mother's shoulders.
Saidsan lowered his head and said: "Child, Da Khan is the co-owner of Da Khan and Khorchin. Marrying Da Khan will not insult you."
"Common Lord?" Hari Zula looked at her father, her eyes flushed, and she was already dripping, "He has already married my aunt and sister, what else would he like?"
Saissan quickly "gulu" a sip of the kumiss, dare not say anything.
Her mother is very resolute: "Child, your aunt and sister, for Horqin, have set an example..."
"Aniang..." Harizhu hissed, her tears were like broken beads, and she buried her head in her mother's arms. "Is he sweating so he can do whatever he wants?"
Her mother wiped her tears with her hand while stroking her long hair, "Child, this is all fate!"
"I don't..." Harizhula fell into her mother's arms, howling.
Saidsan had something else to say, her mother stopped him with her eyes.
Until Haridula was tired from crying, her mother took out her sweat towel and wiped all the tears from her face, "Child..."
Haridula raised her head, her eyes hazy with tears, "Aniang, I want to see my man and my child again!"
"Child, the moment you left Ulduchi's house, you were already a sweaty woman, and you can no longer meet other men, including your old men." Her mother's voice was very soft, as if A childhood lullaby, "From now on, forget him!"
"I can't do it!" Harizhula let out a heart-piercing cry.
"My child, I went to Shengjing. With your aunt and sister taking care of me, you won't be wronged." Her mother held Harizhu tightly in her arms, and she lost a few tears, and one drop happened to be on her. On Haridula's cheek.
Harizhu stretched her hand and looked at her mother again with tears raised, "Aniang, don't be sad, I know that Tiancong is sweating like the sky, I just can't bear the child."
Her mother’s tears became denser, "Child, you will have more children for sweating in the future."
Harizhula fell into her mother's arms, and she wanted to cry happily.
When she went to bed, her mother pulled Harizhura onto her bed, but drove Saisan to the other concubines' rooms.
The mother and daughter talked for most of the night, and after getting up the next day, Hari Zula finally agreed to marry Huang Taiji.
Her mother immediately organized the manpower to re-make the wedding gown for Hari Zula.
When she left, her mother had to change clothes for Haridula. Because it was not her first marriage, Haridula refused to change into the red wedding gown her mother had made for her. She insisted on wearing a blue jacket, but On the outside of the robe, a red cloak was put on.
"Keshan, you must send your sister to Shengjing safely and hand it over to Da Khan." Although Hari Zula is not the original marriage, her mother still accompanies a lot of tears. In the harem of Huang Taiji's beauty like clouds, I don't know. Whether she will live satisfactorily and happily.
Wu Keshan assured his mother: "Don't worry, A-niang, I will protect my sister."
"Go! My child, your sister will leave it to you." His mother waved her hand, but her nose was sour, and her tears instantly became dense.
Haridula didn't say anything, she lightly stepped on her claret horse, lashed on the horse's belly, like a red lightning, and ran to the front of the team.
"Mei, slow down!" Wu Keshan rode his big white horse and chased him immediately.
After crossing the vast Horqin grassland, Jierhalang finally returned to Shengjing with Wu Keshan and Harizhula a few days later.
Huang Taiji summoned Jirhalang in the Great Palace in time.
"See profuse sweat!" Ji Er Harang bowed down in front of Huang Taiji's seat.
"Get up quickly, brother Jierhalang!" Huang Taiji left his seat and held Jierhalang's arm, "How is the task accomplished?"
"Back to sweat, fortunately to live up to the mission, Hari Zula has brought back." Jier Harang has a hint of pride.
"Ao?" Huang Taiji asked Ji'erhalang to sit down opposite him, "How is Cesan's attitude?"
"Da Khan, Saisan and Auba, the awe of the Great Golden Kingdom, there is no doubt that, as soon as I arrived at Tang Harik, they actively prepared to take Haridhu back, delayed for a few days, mainly because, The Saissan family will prepare a dowry for Harijura again." Jierhalangxin said, in addition to Harijura, they also gave a Sorenga.
"That's good, that's good." Huang Taiji relaxed, "Jilhalang successfully completed the mission of envoy to Horqin. Now I have to fulfill my promise. Starting today, you will be the banner holder of the blue flag. Up."