Yarun was startled. She had not expected herself to be dragged into this mess. No matter how brave she was, she would not dare to say that Tie Mu was not the Khan. She quickly said, "Of course not. The Khan was the pride of his generation. He was the hero of the grasslands."
Song QingShu immediately said, "Isn't that fine? Even the brilliant and mighty Khan had escaped in the past. During the Mongolian Expedition to the West, the armies often feigned defeat to lure those European fools to pursue and then turn around to surround them. It can be said that in the Mongolians' hearts, escaping has never been a shameful thing. Wangfei and General have probably misunderstood this."
Alan Dada's face turned red. "That was war. How can it be the same?"
"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked.
Alan was at a loss for words. Princess Yalun was the first to react. "Be it the Khan or the soldiers of the Western Expedition, they all turned defeat into victory in the end. They were the ones who had the last laugh. Only then are they qualified to be called heroes. Do you think you can defeat Fu Cailin of Goryeo?"
"How would you know that I can't win against him until the end, Your Highness?" Song Qingshu looked straight into her eyes. He had to admit that the Mongolian kings had good taste in choosing their wives. At least, the princesses he had met were all outstanding beauties.
Actually, it made sense. The Mongolian Empire spanned across the Eurasian continent, and it controlled a lot of wealth and beautiful women. The princes of the Okodai and Tolei families were the most respected princes in the empire, so how could their wives be poor?
Princess Yarun felt uncomfortable under his gaze. Thinking of the reputation of the Shuiyue clan, she instinctively took a step back to put some distance between them. Then she said coldly, "Then I'll wait and see."
Ah Lan was still a little unconvinced. He wanted to say something else, but Brother Ali had already stepped out to be the peacemaker. "Alright, alright. Everyone is here as guests today. You should eat and drink happily. Give me some face and forget about what happened just now."
Song Qingshu secretly sneered. Why didn't you stop them earlier? Now that things were almost settled, you jumped out.
Seeing the indignant expressions on the faces of Alan, Ta 'er and the others, Prince Alu of the Chagatai clan suddenly stood up and said, "We Mongols have another tradition. If there's a dispute between friends, we'll settle it with a drinking competition. Later, we can all take our revenge on each other at the table."
Seeing that the two princes had spoken, Alan, Daren, and the others did not have any more objections. They glared at Song QingShu and asked, "I'm no match for you in terms of martial arts, but you're no match for me in leading troops into battle either. Why don't we have a drinking contest later to determine the winner?"
"Drinking?" Song QingShu had a strange expression on his face. In terms of drinking, even Qiao Feng was no match for him. However, he still looked hesitant. "I mainly drink sake in Japan. I'm not used to the strong alcohol here."
"I've drunk your sake before, but it's not as good as our horse milk wine," Alan Dada said with a strange expression. The Mongols were rich. Alandar 'er was once the captain of Mongols' guards. Naturally, he had tasted the tributes from Dongying. "Why, are you afraid and thinking of retreating?" His subordinates laughed.
"Scared?" Song QingShu put on a brave face. "At that time, it's hard to say who will win."
"You talk big," Alan Dada said with a cold smile. "But it's not fun to just drink like this. We need to have a bet."
Song Qingshu said calmly, "What do you want to bet?"
Alan Dada chuckled. "I heard you have an obedient female disciple called Wind Lady or something. If you lose, you can give her to me."
The people around them whistled, and even Ali Buge did not stop them. It was obvious that such bets were a common occurrence here.
Dan Yuru quickly reminded Song Qingshu, "Young Master, be careful. These Mongolians can drink a lot. This Alan Dada is famous for not getting drunk even after a thousand bowls."
"A thousand bowls?" Song Qingshu laughed coldly. How was that possible? His stomach was bloated after drinking so much. He was probably bragging. Cola Literature
"So what if you lose?" Song Qingshu asked.
"How can I lose?" Alan Dada laughed.
"There are winners and losers in a bet. There's no reason not to mention the bet," Song Qingshu said mockingly.
Alan Dada snorted. "Back then, I was favored by the Great Khan and His Highness. They gave me a thousand households. If I lose, you can choose any woman you want, including my wife."
The crowd quieted down. Many people were moved. They felt that he was gambling too much. But when they thought about his alcohol tolerance, those who knew him hesitated and didn't say anything.
Song Qingshu frowned. "I don't want your wife." Although the few concubines he met in Mongolia this time were all great beauties, they were still the minority. Based on the situation of the ordinary people he met in Helin City these days, this kind of bet was still too risky.
"You dare to insult me?" Alan Dada was furious.
At this time, Ya Lun stopped him. "It's just an ordinary bet. There's no need to involve your wife. If he wins, let him choose any one of your subordinates."
Alan Dada also felt that he was too rash. Since Ya Lun gave him a way out, he didn't object.
But Song Qingshu still shook his head. "I don't want anyone from his tribe."
Ya Lun frowned. "Then what do you want?"
Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful woman in front of him mockingly. He said provocatively, "I want you to …"
"Bastard!" Mengke's former subordinates all pulled out their swords. Aluhu and the others were stunned. The atmosphere became extremely heavy.
Dan Yuru was also shocked. She thought that the young master really didn't show his true colors. The moment he opened his mouth, it was shocking. She was worried at first, but when she thought of his abilities, she felt relieved. She looked at the side with an amused expression.
Ali Buge also opened his mouth. "Shuiyue Sect, you really don't know your limits."
Song Qingshu calmly replied, "Your Highness, you misunderstand. I haven't finished. If I win, I just want you to pour me a bowl of wine. How about it, Alan Dada, do you dare to bet with me?"
Alan Dada opened his mouth. Even though he was sure he would win, this involved his mistress. How could he dare to bet his mistress on the table?
Ya Lun glared at Song QingShu hatefully. She naturally knew that he had said those words on purpose to cause a misunderstanding. She was a little angry in her heart, but she had always been cautious. She pulled Ah Lan over and asked, "You were injured just now. Is there anything serious?"
Alan Dada replied, "Don't worry, Your Highness. Perhaps the dueling ring will be affected, but drinking is fine."
At this time, Song QingShu's voice also came: "My two kicks just now looked heavy, but on account of Wang Fei, I didn't use my full strength, so it didn't affect his drinking."
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