Gu Heng and the soldiers of the Ming Army are disgusting, don't want it, okay, this is not important. The important thing is that Dayan Khan and the Mongol princes and ministers are finally happy.

Well, they are happy, and Mr. Su can take advantage of the opportunity...... Uh, ahem, it's time to create a good diplomatic atmosphere. That's right, that's the word, that's how it is.

As for the confusion before, heck, the small details don't care. It was just the unconscious humming of some brute.

(The dumplings are full of cows, and the unjust June is snowing...... ）

The next process went smoothly, first the prisoners were handed over, and ahem, the two princes who were rescued and a certain general of ten thousand households were delivered.

Yes, according to Deputy Envoy Su, he accidentally found two lost Mongolian princes in the vast steppe, and in the spirit of brotherly friendship, he resolutely helped the two princes and escorted them all the way back.

Then, I happened to meet General Mukhan Timur who suffered a great flood, in the spirit of humanitarianism, in the spirit of saving the life and helping the wounded, the deputy envoy of the Ming Dynasty, Lord Su, once again stretched out his warm hands......

The Chang brothers and others lowered their heads deeply, covering their faces and not daring to look at people. This kind of shamelessness has exceeded their understanding too much, and I really can't accept it;

As for Dayan Khan and the Mongol princes, they all had crooked eyes and shook like messy fallen leaves in the wind. Uh, don't get me wrong, it's not angry anymore, it's really scary. Frightened by someone's face.

Dayan Khan hastened the process very wisely and decisively, and he felt that if he delayed a little longer, it would be difficult for him to say whether he would resist not taking a knife and hacking her to death, because it would be too dishonorable and unfavorable to the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

A group of people came to the Central Royal City and sat down in the gold-topped ultra-luxurious tent. This time, the Minister Yu Mian Yu breathed a sigh of relief, because the seating arrangement of his old man finally reflected the position of the envoy, and Yu sat down as the guest chief. And that shameless little vertical man could only sit on the side seat behind him.

Whether it is ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, country or family exchanges, relatives and friends always have to have a banquet when they come to the door. Here, too.

So, the next thing in the golden tent is the water and land, the sheng song and the swallow dance. As for the specific negotiations, they will not officially begin until today, when the envoys have rested.

Naturally, the Mongolian feast is mainly based on the roasting of cattle and sheep, which takes some time. While drinking mare's milk wine and gossiping on both sides, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves outside.

The sound of horses' hooves stopped abruptly outside the tent, and then a fiery figure rushed in.

"Brother Su Mo, have you finally come to see me?" The wind stopped, revealing Tululetu's pretty figure, red cheeks, two eyes like mercury soaked in ink, unabashedly revealing a happy light, looking at Su Mo hotly.

The corners of Dayan Khan's mouth twitched fiercely, and he sighed in his heart. It is said that the big girl is not left, but the girl, you are also our Mongolian Beji, do you want to be so urgent? Look, look, your father is here, should we say hello to my father first and then talk to anything else?

Dayan Khan was very melancholy, with a kind of egg sorrow.

"Oh, my Gergentana, why are you here?" Sorrow is sorrow, whether as a father or as a master, he has to speak first.

And the so-called "Gegentana" means pearl in Mongolian.

Tululetu's eyes were tactful, and he looked at the handsome Han Jialang and smiled at himself, then he tilted his head to look at his father with satisfaction, jumped over happily like a deer, affectionately grabbed one of Dayan Khan's arms, and laughed crisply: "I heard that a friend from afar, as a Mongolian Beji, of course I want to come to see him, is there anything wrong with this, Father Khan?"

The little girl's black jewel-like eyes showed a sly smile and said with a sly smile. Dayan Khan had a doting look on his face, laughing and nodding his head repeatedly.

His Hatun gave birth to a total of eleven sons for him, but there was only one daughter, Tululetu, which made him especially cherish and pamper this daughter. Even on such occasions, he made no secret of his affection.

Gu Heng, who was sitting at the bottom, saw this scene, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he quietly poked behind the crown, and said in a low voice: "Dong Weng, as the deputy envoy of Dori Su, you will get something from this trip." ”

Yu Mian was stunned for a moment, and then a touch of displeasure crossed his eyes, and he snorted noncommittally. Gu Heng frowned slightly, sighed secretly in his heart, and made up his mind not to say more.

At this side, Turuletu greeted his father and uncles one by one with a smile, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly showed an unhappy expression. Get up and walk to Su Mo's seat, pick him up and walk up.

Su Mo didn't know why, but he couldn't shake it, and said in a low voice: "Mother rabbit, where are you going to take me?" ”

Turuletu didn't understand his shamelessness, and pouted unhappily: "Why isn't it good? I don't like you to sit behind that old man, I want you to sit with me." You left in a hurry that day, and I miss you so much. ”

As he spoke, he dragged him to sit under the head of Dayan Khan, but this was again the head of the crown seat.

Yu Mian's face was tangled, but he couldn't come out again. I only felt that my heart was holding my breath for a while, and the tears were about to fall. Don't bully people like this, what a lot of effort did you have to get your face back, and your ass didn't wait for it to be hot, but it was beaten back to its original shape.

This is indeed a place of despicable barbarians, and the little barbarian girl has no shame at all, but she pulls and pulls and entangles with men in public, and she simply doesn't know what shame is;

And this Su Mo, who claims to be a talented man in vain, is also worthy of being called a reading seed and a Confucian protégé? Such a profligate form is completely insulting to the national body and morally degenerate! After returning this time, the old man will definitely give birth to him!

It's a pity that no one cares about Boss Yu's anger. His old man was ignored by Chiguoguo again, for the actions of the Mongolian princess, Dayan Khan and other Mongolian princes were of course smiling and looking at the excitement, even the people on the side of the Ming mission were also pursed and snickered, and they were even more honored and admired in their hearts.

As soon as Deputy Envoy Su appeared, he found a big field, not to mention, and even the Mongolian princess hooked up, this is to win glory for the country. It is said that those who can do everything can do anything, and strange people have their own strange things, and they really don't deceive me.

However, maybe God can't see it, and among the Mongolian nobles, there are also people who are extremely unhappy with Su Mo. At the top of the Mongolian seats, there was a pair of resentful eyes staring at Su Mo fiercely at this moment, full of hideous hatred.

Su Mo's six senses were keen, and he naturally caught this kind of malicious gaze as soon as possible. Looking sideways slightly, I saw that the owner of these eyes was an old man about fifty years old.

This person is dressed in luxurious Central Plains silk, the hat on his head is also inlaid with gold and silver, and a precious jade belt is tied around his waist.

Sitting there at this time, without speaking, he exuded an unbridled luxury, faintly revealing the arrogance of a superior person.

Who is this old guy? Why is Mao so angry with his brother? Su Mo thought secretly, slightly leaning closer to Tululetu's ear, and asked the beautiful girl softly.

Turuletu only felt a burst of hot air blowing in her ears, which made her unconsciously feel a little weak, and her heart was full of joy and some kind of inexplicable panic.

He turned his head to look at it in a daze, and said in a coquettish voice: "That's my Aug, the right khan of our Mongolia, and the king of my father's khan." Oh, by the way, remember Arul? That's his son. ”

Aouge, in Mongolian, this is the meaning of uncle. Before Su Mo was ready to enter the grassland, he had put in a lot of effort, and he also understood some commonly used titles.

At this moment, after listening to Tululetu's introduction, my eyes rolled and I understood. It turns out that this is for his son to be jealous. That Alur, he naturally remembers, a little fool who was so hung by him.

"Alur? By the way, why don't you see their gang? Haven't they always followed you?" Su Mo bared his teeth at the Right Horde Khan, and then turned his head and continued to talk to Turuletu without care.

The two of them were huddled together and whispered unscrupulously, their heads almost crowded together, which made Toussaint's eyes burn, and the green tendons on his forehead collapsed.

"Why don't you know? Arul is gone, and out of all of them, he is the only one who hasn't returned, so may the Immortal Heaven bless him. Yes, you have to be careful of Tucsan Aug, who is afraid that he will hold a grudge against you for Arul's disappearance. But don't worry too much, I'll protect you. ”

The little girl's eyes are like waves, patting her small breasts and promising her lover. Sitting with my lover like this, I just feel that I don't have such joy in my life, and I just want to go on like this, and even time stops.

Su Mo was taken aback, Alur was missing? How could this be? He clearly remembered that he had rescued these second generations at that time. No wonder this old guy looks like he wants to kill himself, but it turns out that the root is here.

I was secretly vigilant in my heart, but my face was silent. As long as he still represents the Qin Cha of the Ming Dynasty, this Right Tent Khan King will not dare to do anything to him in the open. Although the Right Khan had a noble status in the Mongol court, he was not a Great Khan after all, and it did not affect the relationship between the two countries.

As for the protection of the little girl beside him, Su Mo was amused in his heart, but he was also a little moved. This Mongolian woman is more like the women of later generations than the women of the Central Plains at this time. Less pretentious, more straightforward and childish, like a wanton blooming Sandalais flower, unreservedly swaying with fragrance and beauty.

As the big dishes came up one after another, the atmosphere in the big tent became more and more harmonious. With Su Mo's sideways intervention, the Ming Mission was no longer as arbitrarily ignored as before.

I believe that the next negotiations should be reached soon. As long as the emperor's order is achieved, this mission will be completed, and he will be able to return to Daming immediately.

Are Xing'er and Wei'er all right? How is He Ying's little pepper? And that shrewd and atmospheric little daughter-in-law, is she also returning to Beijing now? This time when she goes back, shouldn't her cheap father officially take herself to the door? By the way, I don't know where that father is now, and what he is busy with.

Su Mo enjoyed the soft and fragrant snuggling of the little beauties beside him, and the laughter in his ears was like a bell, but his mind flew into the distance unconsciously......