Chapter 74, first published on Jinjiang Literature City (2nd update) "You will sit on the big..."

Hurile clearly wanted to speak with Chaolu alone, so Chaolu went outside.

Before leaving, he glanced at his mother. Madam Qiu smiled at him with a faint expression, but did not look at Da Han.

Chaolu smiled at her before leaving.

Ruan Yu and Haila were outside the tent, and they quickly went inside.

Hurile looked unwell, probably because he hadn't slept well for several days. His first words were like a thunderclap to Chaolu: "Your second brother is injured. It was the Aohan people who did it."

Chao Lu's eyes widened.

"How is Second Brother?" After a long while, Chao Lu finally found his voice.

"It's not good. You might lose an arm. Chaolu, you're the only one Father Khan can count on now."

Chao Lu's heart pounded, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"Father Khan, what are you planning to do..."

“Aohan is ambitious. This time, I only sent your second brother to test the waters, but he actually attacked my son. This battle is inevitable.”

Hurile patted his shoulder: "Father Khan is getting old, and every tribe on the grassland is ambitious, but fortunately, my son has grown up. Chaolu, this time, I will let you lead the army."

Chao Lu lowered his eyes. If it were before, he would have agreed immediately without hesitation, but just now, his mother said…

Hurile also noticed something and suddenly glanced into the tent: "Chaolu, what did your mother say to you?"

Chaolu: "Father Khan... was my mother really an ordinary woman from the Central Plains?"

A complex emotion flashed in Hurile's eyes, and he sighed: "No, your mother is of noble birth."

"Then why..."

"This question should probably be asked of the old emperor of the Central Plains, not me. But when I met your mother, she was the daughter of a disgraced official."

The daughter of a disgraced official...

Chaolu knew the weight of those four words.

I've also heard Yu Yu mention it.

The daughter of a disgraced official was banished to slavery.

"It was out of necessity for Benhan to conceal her identity."

Chao Lu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Khuril sighed, “My son, your father has never neglected you; you are your father’s pride. Regarding Saren’s matter, your father is under immense pressure from the Kereit tribe, but I assure you, your mother will be alright.”

Chaolu suddenly asked, "Father Khan did have feelings for Mother, right? Even if... it really was Mother who attacked Saren, you would still cover it up for her?"

Hurile's figure stiffened slightly, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

"My feelings for your mother have never changed, but she has always... scorned them."

Hurile gave a sarcastic laugh.

"Saren's death could only be an accident."

After saying that, Hurile turned and strode away.

Chao Lu stood there silently for a while before slowly turning around and walking inside.

…………

Inside Naren's tent.

Charles and Yuzhu returned together this time and went to see their mother immediately.

Yuzhu looked radiant.

"Mother."

Naren smiled when she saw her: "I've heard about it. Congratulations, Yuzhu! And thank you for carrying my son, Charles. From now on, you'll probably have a lot of work to do..."

Yuzhu had some issues with her mother-in-law before, but now, seeing what happened to Wuna, she only felt that she was lucky.

Saren made a mistake and lost his life, but his mother managed to protect herself.

To be frank, with the position of Grand Hatton vacant, my mother-in-law is the one with the best chance of winning.

Yuzhu looked at Naren's bright smile and was a little dazed. Had her mother thought of this?

Naren smiled and looked at her son: "I heard that the border market supervision was handled very well. You did a great job. Your mother is proud of you."

"Of course, Mother."

Finally, Naren looked at Baoyin.

Baoyin gave her a sweet smile.

"You've worked hard, Baoyin. What did you learn this time?"

Baoyin: "I learned a lot from my mother. The Central Plains has broadened my horizons. My brother and sister-in-law treat me very well."

Naren smiled and said, "That's good. Now that you're back, you should all get some rest. Charles, stay here, your mother has something to tell you."

"yes."

Yu Zhu and Bao Yin left first, and Yu Zhu suddenly turned to look at Bao Yin.

"I think you're really lucky."

Baoyin looked up and smiled, "Why do you say that, sister-in-law?"

“I heard that you used to be a member of Qiu Shan.”

A shadow of gloom flashed in Bao Yin's eyes: "How did you know, sister-in-law?"

“My father is a prince of Alashan. Alashan and Qiushan are close to each other, and Qiushan is close to my mother’s adoptive parents. Is that why you know my mother?”

Baoyu chuckled: "Yes, I almost died in the sheepfold that year, but my mother saved me."

“So, you see, how many lives do you have? Look at the situation on the grasslands now. With the passing of Da Khatun, the Kereit tribe is my mother’s strong support. It’s not certain who will take Da Khatun’s place. If…” Yuzhu smiled.

“If that’s really the case, then Charles will become the most honored Taiji, and you will be the most honored Begi.”

Baoyin smiled even more: "No one can compare to you, sister-in-law. Your family is good, your husband's family is rising in status, and you're currently pregnant. You are the most blessed person."

Yu Zhu smiled: "I find you quite pleasing to the eye. Come and sit in my tent more often."

"Okay, thank you very much, sister-in-law."

...

"Mother, what did you say...? Second brother is in trouble?"

Naren hummed in agreement.

Actually, she hadn't expected this either.

If Aohan dared to harm Bayar, it meant that he was going to war directly with the Chaha tribe.

“Your father is furious. The news hasn’t spread yet, but I think he will send Taiji to lead troops.”

“Is it the fourth brother?” Charles said.

Chao Lu was skilled in leading troops and was also good at horsemanship and archery, making him undoubtedly the best candidate.

Naren suddenly looked at him: "No, this time, the one leading the troops will only be you."

"Me?! Me?!" Charles suddenly stood up.

I was extremely surprised.

Naren also stood up.

"My son, even now, do you still not understand the situation?"

Charles was stunned.

“Your great-grandfather was in the Chaha tribe. Our Kereit tribe will send troops to help your father Khan, but the prerequisite is that you must be a general.”

Charles's eyes widened.

He had never seen a mother like this before...

His gaze was resolute, unfathomable...

"Mother, I..."

Naren grabbed his arm: "Char, it doesn't matter how much trouble you caused before, your mother taught you that it's called biding your time. But now, you must step forward. Damu will be the deputy general, as for Chaolu..."

Naren lowered her eyes.

"He will also be a deputy general."

"But I know absolutely nothing about leading troops into battle! Mother, this is too sudden!"

“It’s alright,” Naren smiled. “You have an uncle, have you forgotten? He became famous at a young age… he will help you.”

Charles looked at his mother and suddenly understood something—

Why did the Kereit tribe come to the Chaha tribe at this time? It was because Dahadun had passed away.

Why did Da Hadun suddenly pass away?

The incident with the Kar tribe had caused the Crown Prince's status to plummet.

Damu is no longer the best choice...

Then, Bayar was injured...

Chao Lu will only be a deputy general...

But he became the commander-in-chief...

It's all a mess.

How did things suddenly develop like this?

Charles felt a little dizzy, but Naren's smile grew even brighter.

"Char, this time, you will definitely win. Believe in your mother. When the time comes, you will help your father Khan take down Aohan in one fell swoop, and you will be the most dazzling Taiji."

Charles slowly raised his eyes: "And what about Mother?"

"You will take the throne of Grand Hatton, won't you?"

Naren slowly straightened her chest—

"Yes. Even if your father has someone else in mind, but that person is unwilling, I will be the most suitable candidate."

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Author's Note: [doge][evil grin]