Facing Arslan's angry roar, Qimuge remained undaunted, "Khan, from ancient times to the present, it has been the will of heaven that the East Palace is in a superior position. Just because the one in the West Palace gave birth to a child, does that mean that the Heavenly Gang should be overthrown?"
Arslan had no answer to Qimuge's question.
Of course, he didn't need to answer. The high priest immediately snorted coldly, "Ever since the Darnay tribe's predecessor and the Western Palace Khatun worked together to promote Darnay, they have established rules that the Eastern and Western Palaces are equal."
"It would be fine if both palaces were childless, but now that the Western Palace Khatun has given birth to a son, Darnay is a great benefactor."
"Xigong Khatun is the eldest son's biological mother, so she should naturally stand with the eldest son on the left!"
Facing the high priest's convincing arguments, Qimuge snorted coldly, "The high priest has come up with so many excuses, isn't it because the one in Xigong took the surname of the Saiyinzan family?"
"After all, it's all selfish!"
The high priest's expression remained unchanged in the face of such a statement. "General, if it weren't for your sister, why would you be arguing with me?"
It's no wonder that the two of them spoke so frankly about their selfish motives in front of Arslan. They themselves knew that they couldn't hide their little thoughts.
It’s better to say it openly.
Moreover, even if they had selfish motives, the reasons they gave were both valid and they were not afraid of being criticized.
It seems that they are just fighting for a position, but in reality, they are fighting for superiority and inferiority, and to show their teams.
Arslan rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Zabusu, who is not even one year old yet, already has a supporter. Moreover, this supporter was inadvertently fostered by him as a father.
I had a terrible headache for a while.
Qimuge's expression was somewhat grim. "I won't tell you these things. I just want to ask one question."
"Although the Eastern Palace Khatun doesn't have her own children yet, she will have them one day. When that happens, will she let the eldest prince give up the throne?"
"Since the general has said so, he is the eldest son, so there is no reason for him to give up his position."
Looking at the calm high priest, Qimuge clenched his sword and said, "According to your wishes, from now on, in Darnay, the West Palace will suppress the East Palace."
"If the Khan feels that the Eastern Palace is the most honorable place, and wants the eldest son and his biological mother to move there, I have no objection."
"General." Before Qimuge could finish his question, the high priest turned and looked at him with a serious look in his eyes. "I have something to tell you."
"It's also to tell the Khan the truth."
As he spoke, the high priest clasped his fists, bowed, and performed a profound salute, his expression becoming even more serious. "I recommended Xigong Khatun and the eldest prince partly because of the surname bestowed by the Khan. Now, many commoners believe that Xigong Khatun is of my Saiyinzan lineage."
"Even if it's just a surname, it can guarantee the stability of my lineage for at least another twenty years!"
The high priest was not exaggerating at all.
Although Darnay is one of the strongest among all the Tatar tribes, that is only a skill in fighting.
As a lineage of priests, the Saiyinzan family is indeed aristocratic in Darnay, but its reputation and ability are far behind those of other tribes.
They need a strong foreign aid to preserve the glory of their own lineage.
Seeing Arslan nodded in agreement, the high priest showed no intention of stopping and continued with a fist clasped, "But besides this reason, there is another more important reason!"
Qimuge snorted coldly at the high priest's words.
I just thought it was a trick played by the old man and didn't take it seriously at all, but other people present became interested.
Even Arslan looked at the high priest, frowning slightly, waiting for what he would say next.
The high priest said without hesitation, "I'm afraid what I'm saying today may offend the Khan, but I have to speak out and apologize to the Khan first."
"The High Priest has something to say, so there's no need to do this."
Arslan spoke in a light tone, but the high priest's few words completely changed his expression.
"Khan should still remember that before everything was settled, my Saiyinzan family always supported the young master, not you."
It had only been more than half a year since the incident, so Arslan certainly wouldn't remember it wrongly. He just nodded slightly at the high priest's words, without any special emotion.
If it were someone else, knowing that they were supporters of the previous two young masters, after Arslan ascended the throne, those who should be killed or expelled would have been almost all cleaned up.
But the priest lineage is somewhat special. Without priests, a tribe cannot be considered complete. Moreover, sometimes the words of the priests are more effective than those of the Khan.
Moreover, the Saiyinzan family had only verbally supported the eldest young master before, and had not taken any actual action, so they were able to survive the disaster safely and survive to this day.
The high priest bowed again, "This should have been a secret, but today..."
"The Saiyinzan family is not blind to the fact that the Khan of the Third Young Master is outstanding in military and governance capabilities, but they still chose not to support you. The biggest reason is... they know you will not have any offspring!"
"What?!"
When the high priest said this, the person who was most surprised was not Arslan, but Qimuge who was standing not far from him.
Even laughing out of anger.
"You old bastard! I honor you by calling you High Priest. The eldest son is already over half a year old. How can I allow you to make random accusations and slander him?"
But before Qimugege could say a few words, Arslan raised his hand to stop him, "Qimugege, be quiet."
"Let the high priest continue."
Arslan's tone was heavy, and no emotion could be heard from it.
Before Zabusu was born, the witch doctor had already checked and confirmed that the baby in his Ah Huan's belly was his child, and there was no doubt about that.
But Arslan also understood that the high priest was a cautious person and would never say anything unless he was sure of it.
So Arslan wanted to see what this meant.
The high priest continued, "Khan, there's no need to doubt this. This result is the result of seven deductions by me and my four brothers. There's no way it can be wrong!"
"Even the old Khan knows about this."
Arslan's eyes darkened, but before he could lose his temper, the high priest spoke again, "However, I also deduced a point back then. The Khan's heir's chance of survival lies in a battle in the Central Plains."
"Yes, Xigong Khatun!"
The more Qimuge listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He snorted coldly and stepped forward, "That's just nonsense!"
"According to what you said, if it weren't for Lin Chunhuan, the Khan would never have any offspring!"
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