Song Qingshu did not directly answer her question. Instead, he smiled and said, "With your intelligence, since you have decided to stay in Helin City for revenge, I believe you already have a plan in mind."
Zhao Min shook her head. "Although I have a rough plan, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great. I'm afraid that it is not something that can be made up for with schemes alone. But now that you are here, I am even more confident."
Song Qingshu hugged her soft body and said, "Let me guess, is your plan to use the grudge between the kings of the Kuo Wo clan and the Thor clan? Hmm, it seems that there is also the dispute between Khubilai and Ali Buge. "
Zhao Min's eyes lit up. "How did you know?" she asked in surprise.
"I was worried that a Han person like me would be too conspicuous in Helin City, so I disguised myself as a member of the Shuiyue clan and snuck into Xu Liewu's side …" He roughly explained what had happened on this trip and the conflict between Ali Buge and Xu Liewu after entering the city.
Zhao Min immediately became excited. "I didn't expect the conflict between the Kuo Wo Wo clan and the Thor clan to have reached this level! Although I felt that there was definitely a problem between them before, they were still friendly on the surface. I didn't expect that Lost would personally make a move in secret. "
Song Qingshu nodded. "To be honest, I have been suppressed by the power of the Mongols for a long time. But after understanding all this, I suddenly feel a lot more confident."
Zhao Min rolled her eyes at him. "If I had heard that you were planning to deal with the Mongols before, I might have been hesitant about whether to help you or help my own country. But now that Temujin has treated the Ruyang Household like this, don't blame us for returning a tooth for a tooth!"
Song Qingshu felt that he was much luckier than Zhang Wuji. Back then, he had to choose between his country and his beauty, and Zhao Min also had to choose between her country and her love. But now, these obstacles no longer existed.
"Right, you just said that you will go with Xu Liewu to see Temujin tomorrow morning?" Zhao Min asked.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Not bad."
A look of concern appeared on Zhao Min's face. "Although your kung fu is high, you are now in the city of Helin. Temujin has too many top-notch experts by his side, and he himself has trained in unfathomable magic. Those people are all very shrewd. If you give yourself away, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."
Song Qingshu frowned. Although he was proud of his martial arts, he was not arrogant enough to look down on all the experts in the world.
Zhao Min stood up from his arms and ran to a small drawer to the side to take out a book. "The biggest problem right now is that you are not familiar with the people around Temujin. It is very likely that your cover will be blown tomorrow. Fortunately, I have been studying revenge recently and have compiled some information. You need to memorize it tonight so that you won't be exposed when you enter the palace tomorrow."
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up. This was indeed a problem he was worried about. The previous times he had disguised himself as someone else, he had at least made some preparations beforehand. This time, he had acted in haste and knew nothing about the situation in Mongolia.
Zhao Min took his hand and sat down at the table. At the same time, she flipped open the book. There was a portrait of a person on it, as well as a brief introduction. "After you enter the palace tomorrow, the first person to Temujin's left is an old man named Menrik. His position is very high, and he can be said to be the head of all the officials. He was an important official who entrusted Temujin's father to him. His father's generation all died for the Temujin family. If not for him, Temujin would have died when he was still young and weak."
Because of his transmigration, Song Qingshu's soul was much stronger than the average person's, and his memory was even stronger. He carefully observed the person in the book and silently memorized all the information.
"The first person to Temujin's right is the Emperor's uncle, the Duke of Hexi. According to Chen, he is the elder brother of Temujin's first empress, Borte, and the leader of the Hongjira tribe." Zhao Min paused for a moment before explaining, "You may not know the status of the Hongjira tribe in Mongolia. The Hongjira tribe has always been famous for their beautiful women. Temujin's mother and the first empress were both from the Hongjira tribe. In the early years, they fought together with Temujin, so Temujin once gave the order that the Hongjira tribe would give birth to daughters as empresses and sons as princesses."
Song Qingshu was shocked. "This family has such glory?"
Zhao Min nodded. "That's right. The young man who was in my room just now is called Na Chen, the second son of the Emperor's uncle. That's why he was so arrogant about wanting to protect me."
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. "That Na Chen could have married a princess, but for you, he only married a princess. Looks like he's really infatuated."
Zhao Min was a little annoyed. "How can you still make fun of me at a time like this? Besides, what infatuation is he talking about? It's all because I'm prettier than those princesses."
Song QingShu pulled her back into his embrace. "My Min Min is the number one beauty in Mongolia. Which woman can compare to you?"
Zhao Min blushed. "You can't say that. I only got this title because I'm still young and unmarried. Actually, Temujin's little empress, Guiyou's consort Hai Wanli, Mengke's consort Yesu 'er, and Khubilai's consort Chabi … they're all famous beauties in the desert. Oh right, Yesu' er and Chabi's consort are both from the Hongjira family. Chabi is the sister of that Na Chen, and Yesu 'er is the daughter of another branch of their family."
In history, Yesu 'er was actually one generation younger than Chabi, so Chabi should be Yesu' er's aunt. However, two people of the same generation were married to two brothers. It could only be said that the Mongolians didn't care much about seniority.
Song Qingshu nodded to himself. "As expected, they gave birth to a daughter to be their empress." Whether it was Mengke or Khubilai, they both had high hopes of ascending the throne in the future, so their wives would naturally become empresses. Of course, in this world, Mengke died in an accident, so he no longer had the chance to become the Khan.
"The women of the Hongjira family are famous for their fair skin and beautiful features. You should have met Chabi, what do you think of her?" Zhao Min looked at him with a hint of ridicule.
Song Qingshu answered without thinking, "She is indeed fair and beautiful, a rare beauty. It's no wonder that Ali Buge would say that there's something going on between her and Xulewu's uncle and sister-in-law …"
Song QingShu's face turned red when he recalled the soft touch on his fingers. He noticed that Zhao Min was staring at him, so he quickly changed the topic. "Ahem, it's just that your temper is a little bad. You're far worse than my Min Min."
"Hmph!" Zhao Min wrinkled her nose, but she didn't pursue the matter. She continued to read, "The next seats are the Four Remonstrants – Zhuo Hulan, Kuo Kuo Shuosi, Deigai, and Wusun."
Song Qingshu frowned. "You Mongolian names are really hard to pronounce. They sound bad and hard to remember."
Zhao Min immediately objected, "Then my real name is actually Minmin Temur. Isn't that also hard to pronounce?"
Song Qingshu hurriedly smiled. "Of course not, your name is the best."
Zhao Min snorted and pointed at one of them. "The other three are fine, but you have to be extra careful of this white-robed old man, Wusun. He has a very high prestige among the Mongolian tribes. It's said that he has the power to communicate with the gods."
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