Taiping Inn

After Ili Khan and the Central Plains envoys entered the altar of the national teacher, the kings did not wait outside foolishly. They sent special people to guard here, and then returned to the ground, began to rectify the royal court, restore order, strengthen vigilance, and prevent Shigan Khan outside the city from making a comeback. After all, Shigan Khan still controlled half of the Keshig Army's personal guards.

When the kings did these things, they each performed their duties, because when the old Khan was alive, he had already begun to be tired of government affairs, and handed over the trivial matters of the royal court to the kings separately, but at this time there was still no old Khan's old Khan's set.

However, for the royal court, the old Khan's set was the most reassuring, because it had been implemented for a long time, making people think that things should be like this. Strangeness always makes people panic, and familiarity can make people feel at ease.

A middle-aged scholar appeared outside an inconspicuous tent outside the royal court. He looked about forty years old, elegant, and dressed in a black suit. Although his temples were gray, his face was still handsome, and one could still vaguely see how handsome he was when he was young. However, men are like old wine, the older they are, the more mellow they are. Time has not diminished their demeanor, but has added a bit of "mellow taste" that has been precipitated by time, which is far beyond the reach of young men.

Such a person should not appear outside the chaotic and dirty royal court, but should be free and unrestrained among the beautiful mountains and rivers.

There are countless tents outside the royal court. This tent does not look special at all, as if its owner has died in the war, but this tent seems to have a magical power that makes everyone ignore it unconsciously. It is called a tent, but it is more like a cage. People outside cannot get in, and people inside cannot get out.

However, this scholar is obviously an exception. He simply reached out and lifted the tent curtain and walked into the tent.

There was only one child in the tent. When he saw someone walking into the tent, he was immediately startled because the beautiful sister said that no one could come in. Just now, there were loud sounds of horse hooves, fighting, and crying outside, but no one walked into the tent, which made him more determined.

But now someone walked into the tent, which made the child feel terrified. However, this fear quickly dissipated because the person who came didn't look like a bad person, because the line of the scholar looking at him was warm and clear. Without saying anything, just standing there, people felt like being bathed in spring breeze.

The child unconsciously let down his guard.

The scholar smiled slightly, sat not far from him, and asked, "What's your name?"

The child answered subconsciously, "My name is Wu Lien."

The scholar nodded and smiled, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I know your father from the past."

U Lien's eyes widened, "Who are you? Do you know who my father is?"

"Of course I know." The scholar smiled and said, "Your father is Song Zheng, a Central Plains man, and a great hero, right? As for who I am, you can guess."

U Lien nodded repeatedly, and then followed the scholar's words and fell into deep thought. After a while, he said, "Do you know your sister?"

Although Wu Lien did not specify which sister it was, the scholar obviously knew who Wu Lien was talking about, and nodded, "Her name is Tan Tai Yun. You should not call her sister, but mother, which is what the Golden Horde calls Ehe."

U Lien was startled at first, and then protested, "I have Ehe!" The child's tone was already a little angry.

The scholar didn't care at all and said, "According to the rules of our Central Plains, there is a difference between wives and concubines. Children born to concubines cannot call their biological mothers mother, but aunts. They can only call their father's legal wife mother. This is the difference between a legitimate mother and a biological mother."

Urian was stunned for a long time before he understood the meaning of the scholar's words. Shock overwhelmed his anger. He opened his mouth and said in disbelief, "That sister is, my father's wife?"

The scholar laughed and said, "I guess so."

Urian lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at this person, "You can't be my uncle or uncle, right?"

The scholar said, "In fact, in terms of seniority, I should be your grandfather, the same generation as your old Khan and national teacher of the Golden Horde. You should call me grandpa."

Urian didn't continue to speak along with the scholar's words, but asked, "I can't leave this tent. I don't know what happened outside. Can you tell me?"

The scholar didn't care that Urian didn't guess his identity, and replied, "The Khan of the Golden Horde is dead."

Urian was completely stunned. Although he was still young, he knew what the old Khan represented in the Golden Horde. He was a being close to the gods in the sky, but the old Khan was dead? Urien didn't want to believe it, but the chaos just now told him that this possibility was very high.

After a long time, Urien asked with a trembling voice: "How did the old Khan die? Was he sick?"

"No." The scholar smiled, "He was killed."

"Who is the murderer?"

"It was the national teacher."

"How is it possible!?"

"Nothing is impossible, because the national teacher wants to become the god of the Golden Horde, the old Khan is only a demigod, and he is the eternal god."

"You are lying to me!"

"What's the benefit of me lying to you? When you can leave this tent, go and see it yourself, or ask about it, and everything will be clear."

Urian stared at the scholar for a long time, and finally lost, lowered his head in frustration, and believed this answer.

The scholar smiled playfully.

It was not until this time that Urien asked, "Who are you? What's your name?"

The Confucian scholar gently patted his knees and said, "I am not a person from the Golden Treasures. I am from the middle, so my name is different from you. I don't have that long surname. My surname is only one word. My surname is Xu, you You can call me Mr. Xu."

Urien was born in the royal court and raised by a woman named Nayan. Of course, his knowledge was not comparable to that of ordinary people in the golden tent. He immediately said, "I have heard of this surname, which is the surname of the royal family in the Central Plains."

"It's not a royal family, but a royal family." The Confucian scholar corrected: "I am indeed a member of the royal family. Now the emperor of the Central Plains wants to call me "Uncle" when he sees me."

"Brave." Urien didn't believe it, "How dare the royal family in the Central Plains come to the grassland? They are still the same person. You must not be a royal family."

Mr. Xu smiled and said, "Why can't you come? Is the grassland scary?"

Urien said: "The grassland is not scary, but for those people in the Central Plains, the grassland is scary."

Mr. Xu said: "If it is really like you said, why did the grassland become like this after the disturbance of the three Central Plains people? Lao Khan died and many people died in the royal court."

Urien suddenly asked, "Which three people?"

Mr. Xu reported three names: "Song Zheng, Dan Tai Yun, Li Xuandu."

Before Urien asked a question, Mr. Xu continued, "This is a matter between adults. You are still young and you don't understand. But you will understand in the future. By then, you will know what happened in the royal court. Why did Lao Khan die, and what role did you play between your father and mother?”

After all, Urien was young and couldn't understand these things. He had less favor to the person in front of him and said, "What's wrong with you? If nothing is wrong, please leave quickly!"

Mr. Xu smiled lightly and said, "I will leave, but you must leave with me."