Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

"Okay! Go and call the young man over. Without further ado, we will let him start pretending now. I will instruct the housekeeper and tell all the servants that when I see the young man from now on, I will call him the little prince." Zhang Yong nodded and spoke.

The acting must be complete, and there must be no loopholes left for the Batu envoy to discover something. That would be bad. In the next period of time, Zhang Yong must cover up this matter perfectly.

"I'll go find that young man right away." Fatima nodded to Zhang Yong, got up and left.

Soon, Fatima walked in with a boy who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old and was obviously of mixed Chinese and Polish descent.

The other person's hair is slightly curved and he has a pair of big eyes. It is obvious that he is of mixed race.

"I, I pay my respects to the great King of Guanzhong." The young man looked very reserved, kneeling on the ground and spoke with a stuttering voice.

"Don't be nervous, you get up and talk first. What's your name?" Zhang Yong asked in a very gentle tone.

"Report, report back to the King of Guanzhong, my mother named me Alijiang, and my Han father's surname was Wang, but he didn't name me, so Alijiang is my name, you can call me that." The young man raised his head. Come and say to Zhang Yong.

His mother was one of the Persian dancers plundered during Genghis Khan's Western Expeditions. After several changes, she fell into the hands of his father as a dancer in the palace.

An unexpected drunken favor made his mother pregnant, and his little life was born.

After my mother was pregnant at that time, life was not very easy in my father's house. After all, my mother was just an ordinary dancer. Even some of my father's wives and concubines said that he was a bastard.

Things didn't get much better after he was born, and even his father didn't know he existed.

During the Mongolian war that destroyed the Jin Kingdom, his family was wiped out, but he and his mother were taken in by Fatima and have been living in the Mongolian grasslands.

"You are also a poor child. How is your mother now?" Zhang Yong asked.

"Great King of Guanzhong, my mother and I are living very well now. I am very grateful to you and Mrs. Fatima for taking us in." Ali Jiang said.

"Since your father's surname is Wang, then you should take Wang as your surname. As for your name, let's call it Wang Lijiang!" Zhang Yong said.

"Thank you to King Guanzhong for giving me the name, but if possible, I don't want to accept the surname Wang. My father's surname has only painful memories for me." Ali Jiang said.

"You are a poor child, so be it! If you don't want to take your father's surname, you can take my surname. I will adopt you as my adopted son. From now on, your surname will be Zhang, and your name will be Zhang Lijiang. This way you can always accept it. Right?" Zhang Yong said.

To make this kid loyal, you must make him feel warm. If you long for fatherly love, I will give you some fatherly love and adopt you as my adopted son.

"King Guanzhong, are you serious? You, you want to adopt me as your adopted son, and you want to give me your surname?" Ali Jiang knelt on the ground and asked with a look of disbelief.

"Well! You are just about the same age as my second son. Like you, he is also a mixed race. His mother is also from Persia and is the princess of the city of Nida, so I look at you as if I were my own son. Same." Zhang Yong said.

"Thank you! The great King of Guanzhong, no! It's your foster father. From today on, my name will be Zhang Lijiang." Zhang Lijiang knelt on the ground and said to Zhang Yong.

"Well! You will live in the palace from now on, and all your food and clothing expenses will be the same as other princes." Zhang Yong asked.

"My foster father! I, I really don't know how to repay you." Zhang Lijiang said with great excitement.

Today was like a dream to him. His mistress suddenly made him meet the legendary King of Guanzhong, and this King of Guanzhong was very fond of him and wanted to adopt him as his adopted son.

"Well! You go down first! I can take care of your mother. I'll come back to you after a while." Zhang Yong said.

Zhang Lijiang nodded, knelt down to Zhang Yong and Fatima again, and then left the room.

"Dear Prophet, what are you doing? Didn't you say you wanted him to pretend to be your son? Why did you suddenly adopt him as your adopted son? You haven't told him all this yet." Fatima asked.

"Now is not the time. Tell him everything at this time. He may not really be willing to go to the West. I want him to give up." Zhang Yong said.

To win people's hearts, especially a young man, you have to make him feel warm and caring and then reuse him and trust him, so that you can get this young man.

The environment this kid has lived in since he was a child will definitely make his mind very precocious. If you don't handle this kind of person well, he may come back to bite you.

That's why Zhang Yong accepted him as his adopted son and asked him to stay in the mansion for a while. When Batu's envoy was about to leave, he would introduce them to him.

The envoy sent by Batu did not speak Chinese. It was very difficult for him to communicate in the Guanzhong Palace, so Zhang Yong was not afraid of what the other party would find.

And this kid is indeed my son, just an adopted son.

"I don't think there is any need to bother. He is just a slave. His mother is a slave, and he is also a slave. Now you have made him your adopted son," Fatima said.

Do you need to win people's hearts? The slave's life belongs to the master, and the slave must do whatever the master says.

He saved the lives of their mother and son, so he should sacrifice his life for himself. This is how a slave repays his master.

"Such a slave is the most unreliable and the easiest to betray you. Believe me, this kid must not use slave methods to deal with him." Zhang Yong said.

From the eyes of this young man, Zhang Yong could see that the other man was very smart, and he did not regard himself as a slave, and even had the slightest ambition.

If when he came in, his eyes would be what a slave should have, that kind of numbness, hollowness, and humility.

Then Zhang Yong would not choose this person because of his slave eyes and his numbness since childhood. Even if a humble slave reaches the West, he will be exposed immediately in front of Batu.

Batu immediately discovered that he was not his son, and even Batu's envoy could tell.

The person he wants to choose will never be a slave. The person who goes to the West this time is very important. He must be brave and resourceful.

"I don't understand! Why are you going to all this trouble? After he arrives in the West, wouldn't it be better to just ask him to bring Batu's daughter back?" Fatima said.

"Haha! If this is the case, I can just send an envoy to pick up the bride. Why send a fake son? Remember, he is pretending to be my son Zhang Yong. He is not an ordinary envoy." Zhang Yong He spoke.

"It's up to you, I can guarantee you that he will be loyal because his mother is here." Fatima said.

"It's not just loyalty, but also the temperament of a prince. This kind of thing must be cultivated, otherwise it will be exposed." Zhang Yong said.

This time, he planned to keep Batu's envoy here for more than a month. During this more than a month, he would train the young man's demeanor and temperament, so that he would at least look like a prince, not a prince. Ordinary civilians.

"Go and talk to Tu Lanlun and Farmayina about this matter, so that they can have some peace of mind and be a little nicer to this kid." Zhang Yong said.

"Yes! I understand. I will tell my cousin and Sister Tulanlun." Fatima said.

The Lord Prophet is indeed very thoughtful. He has thought of everything even a small detail.

"Okay, you go down first! I want to call the housekeeper in and explain some things to him." Zhang Yong said.

Fatima nodded, stood up and left Zhang Yong's study, ordered the housekeeper to go in, and she herself went to her cousin Farmaina's room.

Thank me properly! Little cousin, I saved your son's life. Otherwise, you don’t know how long it will take for him to leave you this time, and he may not even come back.

"King Guanzhong, I don't know if I have anything to tell this old slave." The old housekeeper knelt on the ground and looked at Zhang Yong and said.

"Old Huang! You have been with me since I was in Xixia. Almost 20 years have passed. Now I have a very important task to give you. The thing is like this, so in this month, You must train him well and treat him like other princes. He and his mother must live in a bigger house." Zhang Yong said. "I understand, King Guanzhong, don't worry, I will give instructions to the other servants.

As for the envoy from Batu, if he asked about the prince's current situation and appearance, I would also tell him about the young man. "The old housekeeper said.

In the entire Guanzhong Palace. Not many people understand Mongolian, so he can still deal with the Batu envoy. At least he is not afraid that the other party will make random inquiries because he does not speak Chinese at all.

"Don't be careless. Tell all the servants not to discuss this matter anywhere in the palace. If I know who dares to talk nonsense, I will cut out their tongues." Zhang Yong said.

It is true that the other party has never spoken Chinese, but what if he can understand it? So you have to make sure nothing goes wrong.

"King Guanzhong, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter well, don't worry!" the old housekeeper said.

Anyway, it’s just over a month. Just take care of this boy as a little prince.

"In this month, hire some etiquette teachers for him, and then let him know more about me, especially the battles I have fought." Zhang Yong said.

"Your Majesty, don't worry! I will definitely do what you ask me to do. I won't dare to neglect you in the slightest," the old housekeeper said.

"Well! Okay, you go down, and at noon tomorrow, you bring the Western papal envoy in to meet with me." Zhang Yong said.

The old housekeeper nodded, bowed to Zhang Yong, and slowly exited the study of King Guanzhong.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yong took Zhang Lijiang to meet with his wives and sons, and told them that this was his newly adopted son.

"His mother is Persian and his father is Han. You should get along well with him in the future and don't bully him." Zhang Yong said.

Zhang Yong's sons all felt very strange. Why, why did their father suddenly accept an adopted son?

Zhang Yong's eldest son, Zhang Dingguan, was the first to come to Zhang Lijiang and speak.

"You are my father's adopted son, and you will be your brother from now on. I am your eldest brother." Zhang Dingguan said.

"I am your second brother, and my name is Zhang Dingjin." The second brother, who also looks like a Persian-Chinese mixed race, said.

"My name is Zhang Dingzhong, and I am my father's third son."

"Zhang Dingshu, the fourth son, pays homage to his elder brother."

"My name is Zhang Dingchuan. I am the fifth son. Meet my brother."

Zhang Yong's sons came forward to say hello one by one, while his daughters nodded from afar.

"Okay! You guys take this sworn brother for a walk around the palace first. Your father and I have something to talk about." Tu Lanlun said.

Soon, Zhang Lijiang was taken down by Zhang Yong's sons.

"Master, are you sure this can be done? If Batu finds out, it will be extremely bad for your reputation." Tu Lanlun said.

It is indeed feasible to accept this boy as an adopted son, then train him for a period of time, and let him go to the West to propose marriage to Batu, but the risk factor is also the same. If Batu discovers anything, it will have a huge impact on Zhang Yong's reputation.

"So in this month, we must cultivate his temperament. We must not let him reveal his secrets. At least for three years, we must treat him better during this period." Zhang Yong said.

This is a life-threatening thing. If I really attack Batu in three years, then Batu may not really kill this kid, so be nice to him during this period!

"Your Majesty! I have something to say." Farmayina gritted her teeth and said.

"Say!" Zhang Yong said.

"Master! If you send him to pick up the bride, what if he really brings the bride back? Then, can the bride still marry my son? The bride is not clean anymore." Farmaina said. .

Following another man, and actually treating him as her husband. Two or three years. Even if this woman was brought back to the East, she would not let her son marry.

"Uh! Don't worry, I will choose a wealthy family in the east for him to marry. If that boy can bring back Batu's daughter, then let them get married." Zhang Yong said.

Anyway, he has already broken up with Batu. If he can really bring Batu's daughter back, then he can just marry him directly.

"No!" Tu Lanlun frowned and said.

"Uh!" Zhang Yong looked at his eldest wife, a little surprised.

"Even if that girl is brought back, she still has to marry the second child. Otherwise, sir, where will the face of the King of Guanzhong rest on me? How long can this matter be kept secret?" Tu Lanlun said.

This is about Zhang Yong's face and not being careless. If one person doesn't handle it well, the whole of Mongolia will laugh at their family.

"But! How can this be done?" Farmaina suddenly became anxious.

"Okay! Let's take a look at the situation first! If this kid can bring him back directly, we will consider the rest. Whether he can come back is still one thing." Zhang Yong said.

According to my own estimation, there is a high probability that this kid will not come back, so it is redundant to think about these things now.

"Okay, just watch this kid for now. I'll go do other things first. There's a Western papal envoy who hasn't been dealt with yet!" Zhang Yong said.

"Don't worry, boss. During this period, we should be nice to this kid and let him recognize us." Tu Lanlun said.

Zhang Yong nodded, got up and returned to his study, and then asked the housekeeper to bring in the papal envoy who had been waiting all day.

"Great King John, do you remember me? I finally see you again." Rossli knelt down in front of Zhang Yong excitedly, then drew a cross on his chest and said.

"You, you are! I seem to have seen you somewhere, you look familiar." Zhang Yong asked slightly confused.

Come on, you Westerners, unless they look very special, they all look the same in my eyes!

But he didn't know many church members. A businessman from Venice had served as his translator for a long time. After he returned eastward, he was left in Hungary.

So who do the people in the church know?
"Great King John, we have witnessed the arrival of angels together, and we have also witnessed the enchanting dance of the female devil, and her huge and evil temptation." Rossli said.

Hearing this, Zhang Yong suddenly remembered who this person was. Wasn't it the same person who had watched a certain continent with him, that one was called Snow, and that one was dancing with his equipment?

Well, it turns out it's you. At that time, I was expecting you to fool the Pope, but you ended up losing my artifact.

"I remember you. I once witnessed the true appearance of an angel with you, and also met the female demon Lilith." Zhang Yong said.

"It's me, the great King John, you finally remembered me." Rossli said excitedly.

"The last time you brought my artifact to meet the Pope, it was gone forever. You betrayed my trust in you! If the army under my command hadn't been brave enough, my artifact would have returned. Not coming." Zhang Yong said.

"Please forgive me, great King John. I didn't expect that the pope of the previous generation was such a despicable robber and thief. He put me in prison and imprisoned me. I persuaded him many times He asked him to return the artifact, but he refused to listen, which resulted in your army marching westward," Rossli said. (End of chapter)