Tubo's Minister of Internal Affairs Bo Lun Chian was leisurely riding on a tall and majestic foreign horse. When he reached the Great Minister's Trinling residence, he unconsciously glanced at the entrance. There was a group of people and a carriage parked at the entrance. Even without these people, when he passed by the Great Minister's residence, he would have subconsciously glanced at it.
He saw the steward of the Great Minister's residence escorting the group of people to the entrance and closing the door. These people escorted the empty carriage and walked towards him. In the middle of this group stood a man wearing a round hat. His warriors came forward to urge them to move to the side. This man walked to the side of the road and raised his head to look at his entourage.
With this raised face, Bo Lun Chian could clearly see Yang Fan's appearance from his high vantage point. Bo Lun Chian's gaze had already swept past that man's face and suddenly flashed back, his eyes widening.
"What a familiar face!"
Bo Lun Chian felt that he had seen him somewhere before but he could not recall it. He only had a vague feeling that he had not seen him in the capital. That was even stranger. He had not been to many places and this person …
Bo Lun Chian suddenly pulled on the reins, he remembered!
He remembered that person's appearance. He had seen him in the tent of the Eastern Turkic Khagan Gu Dulu!
This person was a Turkic, the nephew of the Turkic Khagan. He could not remember his name but when he remembered where he had seen him, he remembered his identity.
Bo Lun Chian's suspicions rose. The Turks and Tubo were also at war but they were working together to deal with their strongest enemy: Tang.
A descendant of the Turkic royal family coming to Tubo should be a very grand event. Why did Zan Pu not know about it? Why was this Turkic prince dressed as a commoner? Why did he sneak out of the Great Minister's residence?
The more Bo Lun Chian thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Because he pulled on the reins of his horse, the entire entourage stopped. His attendant did not know what the Minister of Internal Affairs had instructed and hurriedly ran to his side. Bo Lun Chian bent down and whispered: "Did you see that group of people leaving the Great Minister's residence with an empty carriage?"
The attendant hurriedly nodded and said, "Take two smart ones and follow them. See where they are going to land. Be careful not to let them find out. After confirming the location, leave someone to guard it. Come and report to me immediately! "
Seeing his serious expression, the steward did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly brought two people back.
Bo Lun Chui brought some people to escort the two vases back to the mansion. After the vases were properly placed, the steward ran back. He had already followed the people to their resting place. Bo Lun sent Yu Qing Shan and the rest away and immediately changed into a set of casual clothes. He also ordered the dozens of warriors to change into casual clothes and hide their sharp blades before following him out of the mansion.
Bo Lun Chui rushed to where Niu Mang and the others were staying, then hid in a nearby shop and waited patiently. In the evening, Bo Lun Chui saw these people leave the inn they were staying at and went to a nearby restaurant to eat. Bo Lun Chui confirmed their identities again and left most of the warriors in the mansion to keep a close watch on them. He immediately rushed to King City.
The Tufan Kingdom received the Minister of Internal Affairs in the magnificent Imperial Palace built with huge stones. This huge and magnificent castle stood on the peak of the Red Mountain, looking extremely majestic.
The Tufan King was only twenty years old this year. He looked somewhat weak with a fair complexion and a somewhat melancholic temperament.
The Interior Minister Bo Lun Chui recounted everything he saw to the Tufan King from beginning to end. He also told the Tufan King about what Big Bear, who was still locked up in the dungeon, said.
Hearing this, the Tufan King's expression immediately changed and he muttered to himself, "What is Trinling … doing?"
Bo Lun Chui bowed slightly and did not speak.
The more the Tufan King thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Since he was a child, it was Lu Dongzan and Trinling, father and son, who were the regents of the state. Now he was an adult, but Lu Dongzan was a famous minister and Trinling was even better than his father. Not only was he outstanding in governing the state, he was also invincible in leading the army to war and enjoyed a high reputation in the country.
Now, Trinling's Gar family had already controlled the military power in most of the Tufan country. Their prestige even surpassed that of the Royal Family of Zampu. If not for the fact that the hereditary system of the throne of Zampu had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and no one thought that the throne could be overthrown, he would most likely lose his throne.
After coming of age, the Tubo King deeply feared this powerful Prime Minister. In the last few years, Lun Trinling had fewer opportunities to lead troops into battle, precisely because the Tubo King did not want him to have the opportunity to control more troops and wield more power.
The Tufan King paced around the unusually spacious main hall for a while before slowly stopping. He faintly said, "If … the tribes of Wuzhile were not pretending to surrender, can this matter be explained?"
Bo Lun cautiously said, "Zampu is saying?"
The Tufan King laughed coldly and said, "If, the tribes of Wuzhile really had the intention to surrender and sent envoys to see you, but were intercepted by Trinling. After finding out the truth, he kidnapped the envoys and said that he had received information that Wuzhile was pretending to surrender. Is this not possible?"
Bo Lun said, "This … if Wuzhile surrendered, it would be of great benefit to our court. Why did the Great Minister do this?"
The Tufan King coldly glanced at him and snorted, "You already know the answer but still ask!"
Bo Lun bowed and revealed an awkward smile.
The Tufan King knew that he was loyal to him but did not want to hear from his mouth that Trinling had ill intentions. He said, "Originally it would not make sense, but now with the mysterious appearance of that Turkic prince, even I was kept in the dark, this matter is not impossible."
Bo Lun did not answer, only listening. The Tufan King gloomily said, "Trinling has always had ill intentions, but although he holds military power, it is not very possible for him to make them rebel against me …"
Bo Lun said, "Yes! Zampu can make use of the authority bestowed upon him by Zampu to wage war in all directions, and all the generals and soldiers will naturally follow his orders. But if he wants to use this saber to stab at Zampu, this saber will not agree. "
The Tufan King proudly smiled and said, "But if Wuzhile leads the ten tribes of the Eastern Turks to seek refuge with our court and is used by Trinling, will this saber listen to him?"
The hall instantly fell silent. Although the hall was very spacious, the atmosphere was abnormally oppressive.
After a long time, the Tufan King finally said, "It is a pity that Wuzhile's envoy does not understand his ambitions. Since he wishes to seek refuge, he will naturally seek refuge with me. I can bestow upon them status and territory, while Trinling does not have this authority."
Bolon, seeing that Zampu had already made things so clear, said, "Using his father's and his father's many military exploits to establish his prestige, although he could not suppress Zampu, he could make it so that Zampu could not easily touch him. If the Ten Families Tribe were to be used by Zampu, his power would plummet. So, since he could not be used by himself, he deliberately sabotaged Uzhile's defection, and repeatedly begged Zampu to immediately send troops to attack Big Dipper Valley."
The Tufan King nodded and smiled proudly, saying, "Fortunately, Big Dipper Valley is where his tribe is stationed. In order to prevent him from leading troops again, I did not agree, otherwise … I would have fallen for his treacherous scheme."
Bo Lun said, "Zampu is wise!"
The Tufan King thought for a moment and said, "This Turkic prince, it seems like he is the messenger in contact with the Turks. Although the Eastern and Western Turks are of the same root, due to the struggle for the throne, they have become irreconcilable enemies. When Trinling saw that I was unwilling to send troops, he incited the Eastern Turks to attack, but I do not know … what conditions did he agree to! "
At this point, the Tufan King's eyes turned gloomy once more.
Bo Lun thought for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid that, under the pressure of the Eastern Turks, the ten tribes were forced to agree to serve him, then …"
The Tufan King said, "That's right! We cannot let him succeed! "
The Tufan King suddenly turned to Bo Lun and said, "Immediately take some men and capture those Turks. We cannot allow them to reach an agreement! Then release that Wuzhile man from prison and send some men to escort him back so that he can discuss the matter of his allegiance with Wuzhile. "
Bo Lun knew that the situation was urgent and hurriedly agreed, quickly leaving the palace.
The Tufan King stood there alone, his fists gradually clenched, his voice as bleak as the highland winds: "Trinling! Now is not the time for me to fall out with you, but sooner or later, I will deal with you! "
By the time Bo Lun Chui left the palace, the sky had already darkened. Bo Lun Chui immediately mobilized his warriors and rushed to the lodgings of Niu Mang and the others. At this time, they had already finished eating dinner and returned to their lodgings. This was also a blockhouse. Without a word, Bo Lun Chui immediately ordered his men to attack the blockhouse they were staying in.
The people in the blockhouse were all exceptionally valiant, relying on the sturdy fortress to stubbornly resist. Very quickly, a row of nearby houses and shops burst into flames and the entire street was plunged into chaos. After a round of fighting, the people in the blockhouse broke through and escaped. By the time they killed their way into the blockhouse, they only managed to carry out a few corpses.
After a round of searching, Bo Lun Chui found in the most luxurious and spacious room some valuables that the escapees did not manage to take with them. From the value of the room and the clothes and jewels, it should have been used by one of the leaders of the group, and this person was undoubtedly the Turkic prince.
Among these valuables, the most important was an armband.
This was a unique Tufan armband, inlaid with sese, a type of jewel shaped like a pearl, green in color. Just like the officials of the Tang dynasty were distinguished by the color of their official robes and the patterns on their clothes, the Tufan officials were distinguished by their armbands. These armbands were divided into five types: sese, gold, gold, silver, silver and bronze. Only officials of the rank of Great Minister Trinling could use sese as an armband.
Without a doubt, this was a gift from Trinling to the Turkic prince, and at the same time, a token.
When Bo Lun Chui entered the palace that very night and reported to Zanpu about the capture and presented this armband, the Tufan King took it in his hand and examined it for a long time before he smiled coldly.
The seeds of suspicion and hatred had long been buried deep in his heart. At this moment, it was as if that seed had met with rain, sunshine and fertilized, it grew wildly and vigorously in his heart!
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