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, the painful expression disappeared immediately; if it was a disease, it would not have been cured so quickly. King Su became expressionless and seemed to be enduring something. He just had just lost control of his emotions and revealed it in front of the guests.

"I will protect you and let you return to the Tatar tribe through the Ming Dynasty." King Su said again, "In return, I only need you to do one thing. After returning to the Tatar tribe, make sure that Arutai sends my uncle back."

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

The Huo Chi 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 Tatars. Among them, the former Tatar leader (Ghost Lichi), who did this evil thing, had been killed by Arutai; so it is possible that King Su would no longer blame the Tatars, 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 the thorns, but he never handed over the Ashari and his group. 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, let's ask the elder brother to return a woman. This is not a difficult thing to make."

King Su said: "Are you willing to swear?"

Tuohuochi and Asari were very happy. They knelt on the ground one after another, calling back to the true god of the Islamic 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 who lost his sweat?"

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

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

Tuohuochi was still a little suspicious, so he stood for a while. King Su looked at him and said, "You may not understand my feelings, it doesn't matter."

So Asari and Tuohuochi bowed together to leave.

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

Hearing this, Asari couldn't help but look back at the room with the lights. The woman had intuition. Even if it was just a short time, she felt that King Su's aunt was even more close to him than his biological mother, and even the ordinary mother-child relationship would not be so concerned.

I saw Tuohuochi shook his head gently with a very small amplitude. When Asari looked at him, the two of them looked at each other, but did not say anything, because there was a guard leading the way in front. Then Tuohuochi buried his head and looked thoughtfully.

Tuhuo Chi may have doubts and don’t quite understand what King Su’s gourd sells. But Asari suddenly remembered her lover, Ben Yali lost sweat. She thought about the situation when she was separated again, and suddenly understood King Su’s feelings.

"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 sat next to each other, but there were often people walking around and other guests. Asari wanted to ask about the words of the Huochi, but he had no chance, so he 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 ended late at night. Asari thought that the dancer would look for a dancer to spend the night, because the dancer was always squinting and looked at the exposed dancer, and even patted a dancer on the buttocks; however, the dancer did not do that, and he and Asari went back to the heavily guarded residence.

The next morning, shortly after Asari got up, she 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 she was afraid of revealing her identity. But even if 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 sweat-lossed appearance. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently placed it on the child's cheek.

Asari's nose was sore and his eyes were very astringent. She felt that her eyes were about to flow out, so she subconsciously held back the urge to cry. The Mongolians and Asuts were all 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 protect the child to live with perseverance, so that this face that looks like Benjali's sweaty, so that Benjali's sweaty appearance would never leave her.

When Asari raised his head, he saw her slave female looking at him with a surprised look. Asari stood up and turned around to avoid the slave female.

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.

Will those Han people let them go? Will they allow them to go back to Tatars?

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

The Mongols ruled the entire Han people's old land, and the vast land in more than a dozen provinces, and decades have passed. 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. 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 called "Dadu", it has hardly returned. The envoys sent to Mongolian tribes in 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 formal 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 it required several medicinal herbs that were difficult to find, so the envoy was sent to Beijing to seek medicine.

The Ming Dynasty court did not make any sense of peace at all. It also issued a government order to go to the capital of the Peking, ordering local officials to send guards to escort the 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: "The Ming people won't 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. The man just spoke with his horse and said, "The Han envoys came to the grassland. We detained and killed them, so we didn't let them have a good time. Will the Han people on Jiqing Road be too rude?"

Just as Ma Erhazi thought about it, he said, "It shouldn't be, don't worry."

A man next to him said in Mongolian saying, "Don't look at the fact that 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. They have always been attacking the grassland people, just like they came to collect grass. Now we take the initiative to make the Han people happy, so they can't afford to offer them like grandpa?"

Everyone laughed "haha", only Ma Erhazi didn't laugh, nor did they 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 in front would speak Mongolian words and be kind and kind, and asked their magistrate Alutai, who was good at 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. They did not hesitate to rare medicinal materials and carefully prepared the prescription for him.

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

Then there was a banquet, with officials from the Ministry of Rites in Ming Dynasty presided over and many officials accompanied him. However, the well-informed Ma Erhazi said that this was called a "dismounting banquet", which was a pre-set formality, and every envoy from the foreign vassal came to treat it like this.

The dishes came one after another, and the Han women were wearing Mongolian costumes 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 is the wine you drink on weekdays not as good as today?"

The Han officials were very calm and said in Mongolian saying: "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 staggered to the middle of the hall, trying to drink with a dancing girl, and reached out to touch the girl. The girl hid away in panic, but ended up stepping on her skirt and falling, and the singing and dancing suddenly began to be in chaos.

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