Bayindir Khan, the son of Kam Gan, arose and had his bright tent set up on the black earth. As the many-colored canopy rose toward the sky, silk carpets were laid down around it in a thousand places. The Inner and Outer Oghuz princes were assembling in the presence of Bayindir Khan.
Among the princes who came was Bay Bure Bey. He saw Kara Budak, the son of Kara Gone, standing and leaning on his bow opposite Bayindir Khan. On the Khan's right he saw Uruz, the son of Kazan, standing, and, on his left, Bey Yigenek, the son of Kazilik Khoja. When Bay Bure saw these three young men, he sighed deeply and then lost control of himself. Taking out his handkerchief, he wept bitterly. When this happened, Salur Kazan, the backbone of the strong Oghuz people, the son-in-law of Bayindir Khan, knelt down on his sturdy knees, stared into the face of Bay Bure and said: "Bay Bure Bey, why are you weeping and lamenting?"
Bay Bure Bey replied: "Kazan Khan, why should I not weep and lament? I have neither son nor brother. Allah the Almighty must have cursed me. I lament for my crown and throne, for if I should some day fall and die, my family would come to an end."
Kazan asked: "Is this then why you weep?"
"Yes, it is for this reason. I wish that I too had a son to stand before Bayindir Khan and serve him. How secure and happy I should then be!", said Bay Bure.
When they heard him speak in this manner, the strong Oghuz princes turned their faces up, opened their hands toward heaven and prayed to Almighty Allah that He send Bay Bure a son. In those days, both the prayers and the curses of the Oghuz princes were granted.
Bay Bichen also arose and said: "Princes, pray for me, too. Pray that Almighty Allah may send me a daughter."
The strong Oghuz princes raised their hands and prayed again, saying: "May Almighty Allah give you a daughter."
Bay Bichen then said: "Princes, you stand as my witness. If Allah gives me a daughter, she and the son of Bay Bure will be engaged in the cradle.
In due time, Almighty Allah did grant a son to Bay Bure and a daughter to Bay Bichen. When the strong Oghuz princes had news of this, they were most gratified. Bay Bure Bey called his merchants and gave them the following order: "Oh, merchants, Allah the All-Powerful has given me a son. Go to the Land of Rum and bring back fine presents for my son before he comes to manhood."
The merchants set out on their long journey and traveled steadily for many days and nights. They came at last to the city of Istanbul. There they purchased many rare and beautiful gifts. For the son of Bay Bure they bought a gray male sea colt, a finely strung bow and a six-part club. Then they made preparations for their journey home.
The son of Bay Bure reached the age of five, then ten, and soon he was fifteen. He became a handsome young man, bold as a gray chalkara bird. He had no name, for in those days a young man was not named until he had spilled blood or had cut off a head. This son of Bay Bure mounted his horse one day and went hunting. During the hunt he came upon his father's horse range, where the Master of the Horse welcomed him and asked him to dismount so that he might receive him as a guest. They soon sat down together eating and drinking.
Meanwhile, the merchants had come to the Pass of Kara Dervent, in Pasin, and had set up camp there. But, unknown to them, the infidels of Avnik Castle — may they be cursed! — had observed them. While the merchants were asleep, the infidels sent against them five hundred men who struck their camp and plundered their goods. Their leaders were taken prisoners, but the younger men fled and reached the land of the Oghuz. There they saw a many-colored tent erected on the border of the Oghuz territory and a handsome prince sitting in it with forty young warriors seated to his right and left.
Believing the prince to be of the Oghuz, one of the merchants decided to go to him and ask for help. The merchant addressed him: "Oh, young man, oh, young prince, please listen to me. We have been away from the Oghuz country for sixteen years, and we have been carrying rare and precious gifts for the strong Oghuz princes. When we reached Kara Dervent, the pass in Pasin, five hundred infidels from Avnik Castle attacked us. My brother was captured, and our goods and provisions were plundered and carried away. Afflicted with this misfortune, I come to you for help. As a charity that may some day save your head, help me, oh, young man; help me!"