"That only makes me want to go see it more." Song Qingshu was immediately intrigued. His current mindset perfectly embodied the saying: fearing nothing more than that the world might be too peaceful.
After saying a word to Feng Nü, he followed Shan Yuru to Ariq Böke's princely mansion for the banquet. Feng Nü had originally wanted to come along, and Song Qingshu was racking his brains over how to refuse her. Yet after Shan Yuru spoke with her for a few moments, she obediently stayed home to wait.
Song Qingshu stared in astonishment. "Your Charm Technique works this well on women too?"
Shan Yuru smiled shyly. "If you need it, I can help you settle all the jealousy and squabbling among those beauties in your harem."
Song Qingshu waved a hand. "No need. My charm is unmatched. I don't need such methods to make them devoted to me."
Shan Yuru nodded. "Your charm truly is unrivaled beneath heaven. Even someone like me fell for you the instant I saw you."
A chill ran down Song Qingshu's spine, and he hurriedly changed the subject. "Who else will be attending this banquet?"
After some thought, Shan Yuru answered, "The princes of the Chagatai faction will be there, with Alu Hu at their head. There will also be Ariq Böke's trusted generals—Harabuka, Hunduhai, and Huoch'i. All three are famous commanders. Harabuka and Hunduhai led troops to conquer Sichuan back then, while Huoch'i is Ariq Böke's chief guard and one of the leaders of the Kheshig Guard."
Song Qingshu's head began to ache. "The most frustrating thing about coming to the Mongol Empire is that these names are too awkward. I can't remember them at all. They all sound so alike."
"They are all merely transliterations, so naturally they sound strange. After all,