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Chapter 749: Subjugating Botie (Part )

Xing Yi smiled and said, "We won't ask about your identity, sir, and we won't tell you about my master's identity. If the conversation goes well later, you can get to know each other. How about that?"

"In that case, I will give your master some face."

Being at the mercy of others, resistance was useless and would only make him lose face and, more importantly, his life. So Bodhi readily handed over his scimitar and was searched while being watched intently by the people around him.

Although Botie had an unhappy expression on his face, he actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As Jie Li's slave, Botie did not care no matter how great the humiliation was. What he cared about most was his own safety. He saw that these people did not kill him, but actually searched him carefully.

He took out a lot of personal belongings from his body and still did not restrict himself. Botie knew that there might be someone who really wanted to see him.

Once the fear was gone, I became curious again. Why didn’t I have any acquaintances in Chang’an?

"Please wait a moment, sir. My master will be here soon. We will not touch any of these things. We will return them to you when we are done talking."

Botie looked at the small packet of poison in the other person's hand and smiled awkwardly.

After Xing Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone in the room evacuated decisively.

Not long after, a young man wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with cloud patterns walked in. Under Bodhi's curious gaze, he came to Bodhi's opposite side.

"I have offended you just now, sir, please forgive me."

Li Yan waved his sleeves gracefully, clasped his hands together and bowed. His movements were gentle and elegant, his words were polite, and his whole body exuded an extremely noble temperament. It was obvious at a glance that he was of noble status and good family background.

This made Botie, who was born a slave on the grassland, feel ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

Whether it was the grassland or the Central Plains, this was an era where the nobles ruled the world and owned everything, while the common people had nothing and were slaves. In just a moment, after confirming the other party's superior status, Botie quickly made clear his own position.

"It's okay. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Botie hurriedly stretched out his hands and bowed, imitating the etiquette of the Central Plains people when they met each other, but he didn't have the elegance to do so, and the gesture of bowing with both hands was so awkward that even he felt embarrassed. His old face turned red with shame.

The whole person's momentum was completely suppressed by Li Yan.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're not from the Western Regions, but from the Northern Turks?"

When Botie saw that his background had been guessed by others, he hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency is indeed a good judge of vision. To be honest with you, I am Geshuda, the prince of the Turkic Hurkhaan tribe chieftain."

At this point, Botie hesitated for a moment, thinking that the other party's eyesight was too sharp. He had served Jie Li for a long time, and the traces of a slave were too obvious. If he said he was a prince, it would be difficult to convince people. Then he continued, "Oh, I am Chitie, the butler of Geshuda."

After saying this, Botie stared at Li Yan closely, as if he wanted to see if his lie could deceive the other person.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Li Yan laughed heartily, and Botie, who was laughing continuously, became more and more nervous, and his heart sank.

"Of what you just said, only the last word 'tie' is true, except that it is not 'chi tie', but 'bo tie'. You are indeed worthy of being the most trusted confidant of Jie Li Khan. No matter where you are, you can remain calm and respond calmly."

As soon as Li Yan finished speaking, Botie's hope was instantly shattered. He looked at Li Yan with a deathly pale face. Damn it, his identity was exposed.

With my identity, if I fell into the hands of the Tang army, I would probably not have a good ending.

Since there was no way out, Botie put aside his nervousness and said, "Since you have discovered my identity, you can kill me or chop me up as you please. However, if you want me to betray the Khan and the interests of us Turks, don't even think about it."

Looking at Bote's cowardly appearance and pretense of loyalty, Li Yan's expression did not change at all.

He knew that such people would definitely surrender, but after years of observing people's faces, they understood the world and human nature better than most people, and knew that there were different ways to surrender, which often meant different future status, treatment and circumstances.

However, the other party was Jie Li's confidant, and what Li Yan wanted was not a captive to find out some secrets, but a falcon who had served him for a long time. Naturally, he could not subdue him with intimidation, but he had to lure him with benefits, so that he could maximize the role of Botie.

Li Yan began to build a closer relationship with Botie and started chatting with her about daily life: "To be honest, sir, the grassland is a vast area with many tribes. They are also prone to migration and live by the water and grass. I still don't know much about the culture and some habits of the grassland people. Your name is Botie. Is your surname Botie and your given name Botie? Is Botie your surname or your given name? Is there another name or surname?"

"The names of our grassland tribes are all relatively long, so we usually address them by combining a few characters from the surname and given name together. For example, the Turkic name Hebi Heli, who is well-known in your Central Plains, is Heli Yaduo of the Hebi tribe, or Hebi Heli for short."

Botie saw that the other party knew his identity and did not do anything excessive. Although he did not know why the other party did not ask about Jie Li's military intelligence but these common sense questions, he patiently explained based on the principle that not angering the other party is always in his own interest. "Just like our tribe, it is just a very small tribe on the grassland, the Borjigin clan. My full name is Borjigin Temur. Everyone calls me Botie. After a long time, I also call myself that!"

"What, you are the Borjigin clan?"

Li Yan was shocked when he heard this. Hundreds of years later, this surname was known to everyone. The Mongol named Temujin Borjigin conquered the largest territory in history. Both Europe and Asia trembled under his shadow.

He was a ruthless man, and when a country heard his name, it would tremble in fear.
Could this ugly-looking man in front of him be his ancestor?
Li Yan still couldn't believe it and asked, "Where does your tribe live? Are there other Borjigin clans on the grassland?"

Botie didn't know why the boy was so excited. Seeing his interest, he explained in detail: "We are descendants of the gray wolf and the white deer. We have been grazing around the Kerulen River and the Kent and Burhan Mountains for a long time. We are one of the ancient Nilun tribes."

"After generations of reproduction, we formed more than ten clans near the Burhan Mountain, including Borjigin, Borjid, Borjigen, Borjijijin, Borjiji, Borlot, Burchijin, Borji, Baoerjijin, Baoerchijin, etc., each with its own name."

"And I, Timur Borjigin, am the head of the Borjigin clan."

At this point, Bote seemed to be quite proud of his surname. However, as the greatest patriarch of the Borjigin clan, he had no status at all on the grassland. Except for his hometown, he had never heard of other tribes, let alone the Central Plains.

In the eyes of the other party, I am just a servant of Ashina family!

Thinking about how his family had been slaves to the Ashina family since his grandfather's generation, in order to continue and develop the tribe, just to have a chance to rise to the top. But after three generations of struggle, until now, he was considered the most promising one in his family, and was a slave of the Great Khan of the Turks.

However, a tribe on the grassland could be as big as a prefecture in the Central Plains dynasty, or as small as a village. Compared with the other side, the strength of the Borjigin clan was only equivalent to that of a village elder.

If he fell into the hands of the enemy, he would have no idea whether he would live or die. Once he died, the Borjigin clan, which had just started to improve, would fall into decline again, and he would never know when it would be swallowed up by other tribes.

Thinking of this, Botie sighed deeply and felt that the future was bleak.

Li Yan was deeply shocked. It turned out that Genghis Khan, who would straddle the Eurasian continent in the future and shake an entire era, was actually the descendant of this man.

Li Yan had a strong desire to kill the other party, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. However, when he thought that the terrible person was born five or six hundred years later, at the end of the Song Dynasty, he could not control it after such a long period of history.

After thinking for a long time, Li Yan let go of the urge in his heart.

That's all, it's God's will. This era was extremely backward, not to mention the nomadic people who lived on herding horses and sheep. These tribes split up and reunited, rose and fell, and their survival trajectory was extremely complicated. Even if they killed all the people on the grassland, they might not be able to prevent the birth of Genghis Khan.

Even if I strangle the growth of the Borjigin clan, perhaps God will create a more terrifying person, maybe a Westerner, or maybe not. I still shouldn't try to influence the operation of the Tao!
However, since I can't stop it, I can use it.
After a little thought, Li Yan's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise, and he looked at Botie, who was looking nervous, as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.

"Brother Botie, do you know who I am?"

Ever since Li Yan came in, Botie wanted to ask, but he was afraid that knowing too much would affect his own outcome, so Botie deliberately avoided this question. If the other party didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask too much. It would be best if the other party wanted to get some information and let him go after getting it.

From beginning to end, I knew nothing.

Seeing that Li Yan wanted to introduce himself and even kindly called him Brother Botie, his attitude became much more friendly. Botie then asked tentatively, "I haven't asked for your name, sir?"

"I am Li Chengqian!"

"Oh, it's Mr. Li. I've heard of your name for a long time."

Botie subconsciously began to be polite, but halfway through, his brain suddenly reacted. Botie's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, with an unbelievable look. He stretched out his finger in fear and trembled as he said, "Li..."

"Li Chengqian, could it be..."

Li Yan admitted with a smile: "Yes, my father's taboo name is Shimin!"

After receiving the confirmation, Botie quickly stood up, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully: "The Turkic barbarian Borjigin Temur pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty."

"Brother Botie, you don't have to be polite. Get up quickly!" Li Yan happily helped Botie up.

He was calculating frantically in his mind that this Botie was originally very valuable. If he could absorb it and use it for his own benefit, it would be like planting a pair of eyes directly in the core of the Turkic Khanate, so that he could know Jie Li's every move.

(End of this chapter)