Six

Everything is ready

"Take this knife and become a man that your father can be at ease with." Dajun waved his hand, "Go see your mother."

Father! Asule knelt down, supporting himself with both hands on the ground, "Son, I really don't understand. They were all good people... but now they are all dead. Why is that, Father? Can good people also become traitors? They can't even fill their stomachs with meat porridge; can they still be considered traitors?"

Asule shook his head, "Son... I do not understand!"

Asule, it will be good to return to the Northern Capital. After so many years in the South, you have grown taller, and your father is very pleased to see that

Bimo Gan shook his head, "This is not apparent. However, Asule has poor health and has always lived with his father, who seems to favor him more, which may be the case."

Thank you, Dad. Mom treats me very well, and I lack nothing

Dahesa felt the child's hand trembling in his palm, he strained to keep a straight face, yet could not conceal the faint sadness.

The Ninth King stepped out of the tent and happened to see Dage Sa holding Asule's hand as they entered the tent. The Ninth King gazed intently at the child, but the child did not look up at him. The two passed by each other silently, the child entered the golden tent, and the Ninth King turned his head to face the approaching Bimogan.

Asule remained silent for a long time before turning and exiting the tent

How does uncle know

It does not matter if you do not understand, your father asks you, do you have the courage to hold a knife in front of your uncle to protect cousin Beruha's daughter? Is it by holding a knife that you can protect her, or is it by shedding tears here that you can protect her

Then you should go down and see your mother The tone of the lord seemed to carry a hint of weariness

Asule? Bimogan chuckled, "Uncle is overthinking it. He has been weak since childhood, unable to even lift a knife, and his temperament is also feeble; he has never even killed a chick. If others wanted to kill Uncle, I would accept that, but he would never have the courage to do so."

Father sent me to the Zhenyan Department, then dispatched troops to attack the Zhenyan Department. Is it true that if I really die in the south... it wouldn't matter...

The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "Did you not see the look in his eyes that day? You, my younger brother, are perhaps now thinking about killing me, right? For an enemy who wishes to kill you, if you do not understand him, are you not sealing your own fate?"

Dahesa cautiously stepped forward to take the waist dagger that the Grand Lord had unsheathed. It was a slender dagger, with a blade of a foot in length, its dark green sharkskin surface inlaid with golden threads inscribed with obscure and peculiar characters. Dahesa had seen the dagger when it was drawn, and it emanated a shimmering azure glow. This was a renowned blade forged in the Eastern Land River, named "Qing Sha," which the Grand Lord had never parted with.

I just feel this way

"You are holding a knife, aren't you? If you have the courage to say such things to your father, then your father will have General Mu Li teach you the art of the sword. Do not cry; you must put on a brave face. Your father has a knife here, which was given to me by your cousin Beruha when he was young. Your father will give it to you."

Cousin Beruha asked a grandmother to milk the mare every night for her son to drink, and she continued to do so until the day before he went to the battlefield. The grandmother milked for me, but all four of her sons had been killed by our Qingyang people. Later, she also died, and the village was destroyed. She tried to drive away the last old mare, but the mare always ran back. She chased and chased, but was caught and slashed by our Qingyang cavalry, which her son witnessed. Everywhere there was killing, and there was also an uncle from the Zhenyan tribe who retreated with injuries, wanting to kill her son, but Heluntiem's mother did not allow it; she took her son and fled. Later, she also died, and the village was destroyed. She tried to drive away the last old mare, but the mare always ran back. She chased and chased, but was caught and slashed by our Qingyang cavalry, which her son witnessed. Everywhere there was killing, and there was also an uncle from the Zhenyan tribe who retreated with injuries, wanting to kill her son, but Heluntiem's mother did not allow it; she took her son and fled. However, in the end, it was our Qingyang cavalry that caught up. Mother stood in front of her son, and they killed her. The son did not blame those uncles from the Zhenyan tribe; they were also very good to him. There was an uncle Huchiyan who had a very beautiful big dog. The son liked the puppies of the big dog, so he took his son to steal a puppy. The big dog chased after them, and he rode a horse with his son until the big dog could not catch up. Uncle Huchiyan said I could raise the puppy with peace of mind; he would take the big dog to the horse-keeping tent, and the big dog would never come looking for it again... Uncle Huchiyan said I could raise the puppy with peace of mind; he would take the big dog to the horse-keeping tent, and the big dog would never come looking for it again...

Dahesa was momentarily stunned, tugging at Asule's hand, desperately shaking his head, indicating that there was no need to say anything. However, he felt that small hand struggle a bit, and Asule broke free from his grasp

You have grown up, and it is no longer appropriate for you to live in the golden tent. Your father has arranged for Lady Ying to be your mother; she was the one who personally delivered you, and besides your own mother, she is the woman who loves you the most. You are staying in General Muli's tent, so if you are in need of anything, just let your father know

You may continue speaking

Bimo was taken aback for a moment, "No way, how could my father pass the position to a son who can't even ride a horse in battle?"

You were exhausted on the road yesterday and were also frightened; are you feeling any better now

"Asule, bid farewell to your father," said Dahe Sa, who hurriedly came up to take his hand. "We are going to see the side consort right away"

Bimo Gan also lowered his voice, "Should we mention that matter to Father first and apologize? After all, in the midst of the chaotic army, it is neither Uncle's nor my fault, and Father won't blame us too much. If Asule tells Father himself, I'm afraid Father might hold some resentment towards us."

Asule stood there quietly

Asule raised his head, gazing at the blurred visage of his father amidst the curling smoke.

"Whether one is a good person or a traitor is two different matters," the lord whispered. "You do not understand; in fact, your father does not wish for you to understand. However, as a descendant of the Lü family, you must be strong. Do not become a coward at the sight of a few people's blood. You are the heir of Qingyang and may one day become the lord of the grasslands. Many will heed your commands; you cannot cry. You must become very strong. If you are weak, your kin will suffer even more. Do you understand?"

Bimo Gan chuckled softly, "Among the five of us brothers, Asule has always been the most silent since childhood. None of us older brothers really understand what he is thinking, yet it is surprising that Uncle can see through his heart."

It seemed that they had been apart for too long and did not know where to begin; both father and son remained silent. Dagasah sensed the awkward silence in the golden tent, scratching his bald head, feeling helpless.

The Ninth Prince shook his head, "He will not speak..."

The Crown Prince seems to be doing much better now, the Ninth Prince whispered to Mo Gan's ear

You may speak

The sovereign, sitting on the bed, slowly opened his half-closed eyes, the white haze in his gaze appearing somewhat frightening. "Asule, if you have anything you wish to say to your father, just speak up."

Father, why must we eliminate the Zhenyan tribe

I also think it won't happen, " the Ninth Prince looked at him meaningfully, " but why must the Great Lord send the Crown Prince to the Zhenyan Tribe for recuperation? The Zhenyan Tribe, that is the place where the Great Lord grew up; the Tenghe A Grassland is the land that nurtured the Great Lord

"Quickly worship your father." Dagesa inserted the green shark into Asule's waist, pulling him down to kneel and then dragging him away

The Ninth Prince also laughed, "I was just talking nonsense for fun. By the way, Bi Mogan, do you think the Emperor is very fond of the Crown Prince?"

His voice was neither loud nor particularly mournful. In the vast golden tent, the soft voice of the child echoed, quietly narrating, like the water slowly flowing in a small river, with not even a splash to be seen. However, Dahe Sa noticed tears slowly streaming down the corners of his eyes, tracing down his face, as he desperately clutched the hem of his garment, his voice beginning to tremble

Asu was silent for a while, "What father said, the son does not quite understand. Cousin Beruha treats the son very well, and Mama of the Zhenyan tribe also treats the son very well..."

Daha Sa sighed softly, taking a step back, knowing that anything he said would be futile.

In the golden tent, only the sovereign remained, gently caressing the box containing the head of Longge Zhenhuang, silent as a stone sculpture

Is it possible that the lord is still thinking of passing the position to the heir?

The heir truly asked this question, and the thing that Daheisa feared the most has indeed happened; his head buzzed as if countless bees were flying around.

The Great Lord, however, did not become angry; his voice was low and solemn. "The lord of the Zhenyan tribe, Longge Zhenhuang, has rebelled against the Kurige Conference established by the Xun Wang. We, the people of the steppe, are all children of the Panba Tian Shen. The Xun Wang, guided by the Panba Tian Shen, established the Kurige Conference for us, instructing us not to engage in conflict. The Zhenyan tribe has also attacked the horse teams of several other tribes, stealing their cattle and sheep, and killing their people. Your father is the Great Lord of the steppe, and the lords of the tribes have urged me to suppress the rebellious Zhenyan tribe; this is something your father must do." The Zhenyan tribe has also attacked the horse teams of several other tribes, stealing their cattle and sheep, and killing their people. Your father is the Great Lord of the steppe, and the lords of the tribes have urged me to suppress the rebellious Zhenyan tribe; this is something your father must do.

Asule knelt down and bowed his head, then stood up with his head lowered. The sovereign leaned sideways against the throne and nodded slightly

Thank you, Father. Asule often thinks of you and Mother.

A prolonged silence ensued, and the lord let out a low sigh amidst the smoke, "You are truly a foolish child. In war, how can there be no casualties? Your ancestors all perished on the battlefield. If you truly cannot return, your father can only pray that the Pan Da Tian God will guide you to the heavens"

As he reached the entrance of the tent, Asule suddenly stopped, turned sharply, and said, "Father, I still have one more question to ask."

Once again, there was a prolonged silence. Dahe Sa looked at the hand of the Great Lord resting on the low table, which moved slightly, as if he wanted to beckon his son to sit beside him, but ultimately restrained himself.