Seeing his expression, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. "Did something happen in the Mongols?"
"Young Master Song's eyes are indeed like a torch," Duan Yanqing nodded, "Originally, in order to allow Prince Xu Liewu of the Mongolian Western Expedition to have enough time to rush back from the far west, my country had already arranged for the marriage to be held very late. Who knew that not long ago, Xulewu was seriously injured by an assassin on his way to the betrothal? He is now carefully recovering and will not be able to participate in the betrothal. "
"So the betrothal of Western Xia is fake. The real plan is to marry the princess to Xulewu." Miao Renfeng sneered.
A hint of anger flashed between Duan Yanqing's brows, but he didn't show it in the end. "Hero Miao, you're wrong. Western Xia is only a small country at the border. It's sandwiched between a few major powers, and it only seeks to protect itself. Now that the Mongolians are the most powerful, my country's monarch won't take the risk of offending them and inviting a military disaster."
Although Western Xia and the Mongols had always been at war, they were only small skirmishes on the border. They had not yet shed all pretense of cordiality. The competition between the Mongol princes for the throne was becoming more and more intense. Whoever could marry the Princess of Western Xia would gain an external ally, which would greatly benefit the future struggle for the throne. Therefore, the princes were determined to win the betrothal.
Western Xia understood this as well, and it was not as if they did not want to form an alliance with the Mongols through marriage. After all, if the Emperor's son-in-law became the Mongol Khan, then Princess Yin Chuan would become the Mongol Empress and the Western Xia would be protected.
As for which prince to choose as the son-in-law, Western Xia had not yet decided. After all, each prince was very powerful and had their own advantages. No one knew who Temujin had his eyes on.
In the end, the Western Xia leaders decided to let nature take its course and not offend anyone. The princes would have to rely on their own abilities to marry the princess.
Who knew that Xulewu would be assassinated on the way? If Western Xia held the betrothal according to their previous plan, then they would be offending Xulewu. If Xulewu became the Mongol Khan, then Western Xia would be destroyed.
Although Khubilai and Ali Buge were dissatisfied with the delay, their brother was seriously injured and it was not convenient for them to talk about marriage. Therefore, they did not want to offend the two.
As for offending the rest of the young talents in the world, it was not within the Western Xia's consideration.
Song Qingshu had been in the upper echelons of the Manchurian Qing Dynasty for a long time. His grasp of the country's decision-making was far beyond that of Miao Renfeng and the rest of the Jianghu.
Right now, he was puzzled about something else. He looked at Duan Yanqing and asked, "Xu Liewu dominates the west and has many experts under his command. I wonder who it was that managed to successfully assassinate him?"
Song Qingshu had been away from the Forbidden City for some time, so he was unable to share a lot of information about the Qing court.
"Does Prince Song know about the Persian Ming Dynasty?" Duan Yanqing asked.
Song Qingshu was shocked. If it was the Persian Ming Dynasty, then there was nothing to be surprised about. They definitely had the ability to do so. "Legend has it that the Ming Dynasty came from Persia. The Ming Revered Mani and the Great Elder 'The Old Man of the Mountain' Huo Shan all have unfathomable abilities. Especially the Assassin Sect under Huo Shan. They are a professional assassin alliance. They receive payment and specialize in assassinating important officials in the Middle East, Egypt, and even Europe. Because their base is in the mountains, the endless fortresses are like the horns of the mountains. The imperial courts have always been unable to do anything to them. "
Duan Yanqing had never heard of Europe, Egypt, and other places that Song Qingshu mentioned. He did not care too much and said directly, "That's right. The Ming Dynasty of the Central Plains is growing stronger day by day under the leadership of Zhang Wuji. Even the Mongols are having a headache. Hehe, rumor has it that the Ming Dynasty of the Persia is ten times stronger than the Ming Dynasty of the Central Plains. Now the Mongols are in trouble. "He could not hide the gloating in his tone.
However, Song Qingshu was recalling the history of his previous life. In that world, Xu Liewu led a hundred thousand troops into the mountains and forcibly destroyed the fortresses of the Assassin Sect. In the process, the Assassin Sect organized nearly a thousand assassinations to assassinate Mengke and Xu Liewu. Unfortunately, they all failed. In the end, the masters of the sect led the remaining members to surrender. However, they were all executed by Xu Liewu.
Song Qingshu could not help but sigh. He did not know if the assassination of Xu Liewu by the Ming Dynasty of Persia had triggered this historical event.
"Then why did you come to Kaifeng?" Song Qingshu suddenly asked.
Duan Yanqing explained, "This time, the imperial court of the Qing Dynasty sent a hundred thousand troops to completely destroy the Golden Snake Camp of Shandong. The Golden Snake Camp sent out invitations to heroes from all over the world. They also promised that whoever could help them get through this crisis would be elected as the new Golden Snake King."
"I'm afraid that the four of you can't be considered heroes." Shi Qing laughed disdainfully. The Four Great Evildoers were infamous. Moreover, he had just personally witnessed their despicable methods. Naturally, it was hard for Shi Qing, who hated evil as if it were his mortal enemy, to have a good impression of them.
Duan Yanqing laughed coldly. "Although we can't be considered heroes, we are the best at so-called heroes."
"Everyone, for the sake of Song Mou, let's all take a step back." Hearing this, Song Qingshu's face darkened. On one side, there was a latent member, who was also his power. On the other side, there were chivalrous people. He did not feel that it would be good to hurt either of them.
Yun Zhonghe propped up his chin and looked at Min Rou lecherously. "Heh heh, if not for Prince Song's protection, your wife would have already gone to hell with me. You wouldn't have the energy to talk big here."
Min Rou was so angry that her delicate body trembled slightly. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Shi Qing was so angry that his whole body was trembling.
Song Qingshu's face darkened. He struck his palm at Yun Zhonghe from a distance. Yun Zhonghe felt as if his chest had been hit by a hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood. "You swore on Mount Hua. Otherwise, you would be struck by lightning and die. The reason why I let you go today is because I feel that retribution is just. Don't force me. "
Yun Zhonghe snorted coldly, but did not dare to refute. A trace of resentment appeared in his eyes.
"Prince Song bullied my Fourth Brother like this. What should we do?" Ye Erniang laughed delicately.
"For so many years, you have stolen a baby every day. When you are tired of it, you kill it and steal another baby. Your sins are even greater than Yun Zhonghe's. I didn't cause you any trouble, but you insisted on standing up for me." Song Qingshu sneered.
Ye Erniang did not mind. She had a fearless look on her face. "Our nickname is the Four Great Evildoers. If we don't do things that you righteous people find shameful, how can we live up to our nickname?"
Song Qingshu felt very strange when he saw that Ye Erniang was completely unafraid of him turning hostile. Suddenly, two clangs rang out. Shi Qing and Min Rou, who were not far away, could not hold their swords. The black and white swords fell to the ground. Their bodies were also on the verge of collapsing.
On the other side, Miao Renfeng's face also changed. Her whole body trembled. She quickly retreated to a corner of the wall. Only then did she not fall to the ground. However, she could no longer hold her daughter firmly in her arms.
"Father, Lan 'er's whole body is weak. I can't even lift my hands." Miao Ruolan said weakly. Her small body leaned against her father's side.
Song Qingshu's body swayed. He suddenly felt his whole body's strength disappear. He could not help but turn pale with fright. "Grieving Wind Softening!"
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