Chapter 1,142 Suspicion

Style: Historical Author: broken ankleWords: 2092Update Time: 24/01/18 08:26:29
Gunbu looked at Buhe with a profound look, and said with a strange smile: "I saw you clamoring to kill Mumuza to avenge Bushitu, and I thought you really thought that Mumuza killed Bushitu. "

"I'm not stupid. This is the Tumut Department's own business. There is no need for our Ordos Department to get involved." Bu He curled his lips.

Gunbu sneered and said: "The tiger-character flag has been raised at the door of the house, and the people of Tumut are still fighting among themselves. No wonder the strength of Tumut has become weaker and weaker in recent years. Even a businessman from the Ming Dynasty dared to fight openly. Come."

"I didn't expect that Kankantada would join forces with the other side. It would be an injustice for Bu Shitu to die!" Bu He sighed.

Gunbu said: "I'm afraid many people here can guess what happened today. Zhamuhe looked at Kankantada as if he wanted to eat him. It was obvious that Zhamuhe was also suspicious of Bu Shitu. cause of death.”

"Tumote will be even more lively in the future. Even if they really get the Khan position left by Bushitu, I'm afraid the ministries won't be really convinced." Bu He showed an expression of watching the fun.

The death of Bushitu was like a pebble falling into the water. The news quickly spread to every yurt. When the Mongolians in the Tumote tribe heard the news, everyone looked sad, and many people even shouted. He wanted to attack Qingcheng and kill all the people with the tiger character flag.

Many Taijis in various tribes do not believe that Bushitu died at the hands of the Tiger Flag. However, no one has any evidence, and several powerful Tumut tribes all believe that Bushitu was killed by the Tiger Flag. Death, so ordinary Mongolian armored cavalry and herdsmen all believed that Shitu was killed by the Tiger Flag.

Of course, there are also some rumors that Shitu was killed by one of his own people, but not many people believe it. More people still believe that Shitu died in the hands of Tiger Flag.

Bu Shitu was the great Khan of right-wing Mongolia. His status was almost as respected as that of Lin Dan Khan. After his death, a grand funeral was naturally held.

Kankantada sent many Mongolian armored cavalry to all directions to inform Taiji of various ministries to attend the funeral of Shitu.

Naturally, such a big news that Shitu passed away could not be concealed from the scouts of the Tiger Flag.

Soon, the news about Bu Shitu's death was sent to Qingcheng.

"Sir, I just received the news that Bushitu is dead." Zhao Wu came to Liu Heng to report.

After hearing this, Liu Heng put down the official document he had just picked up, turned to Li Shuheng and said, "It seems that Su Nang has taken action."

"I didn't expect that Su Nang would actually take action. This way, it also saved us a lot of trouble." Li Shuheng said with a smile.

Liu Heng smiled, he was still very willing to see the death of Bu Shitu.

As a fortune teller, the Tiger Character Banner's rule over the Tumut grassland will be hindered. Therefore, the fortune teller must die. The only difference is whether he dies in the hands of the yurt himself or in the hands of the Tiger Character Banner.

"The news came back that the Mongolians said that we bribed Mumuzha and secretly asked Mumuzha to kill Bu Shitu. Many Mongolians want to take revenge on our Tiger Flag." Zhao Wu said.

Li Shuheng on the side sneered and said: "It seems that Su Nang is not stupid, and he also knows that the trouble will be diverted to the east, so that our Tiger Flag will be blamed for this."

"Really the people from the Foreign Intelligence Agency secretly bribed Mumuzha?" Liu Heng asked Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu replied: "I haven't heard of it. If this happens, Deputy Director Huang of the Foreign Intelligence Bureau should come and report to you, sir."

"In this case, you go ask Deputy Director Huang if he really bribed Mumuzha." Liu Heng said to Zhao Wu.

"Yes." Zhao Wu agreed, turned and left the office.

Li Shuheng on the side said with a smile: "Do you really believe that Mumuzha was bribed by us? This is a rumor deliberately spread by the person who killed Bu Shitu."

"Two days ago, I gave the Foreign Intelligence Bureau an order to get rid of Bu Shitu. Now Bu Shitu suddenly died, so I wonder if someone from the Foreign Intelligence Bureau did it." Liu Heng said.

Li Shuheng suddenly realized.

Only then did we understand why Liu Heng had to ask Zhao Wu to find Huang Hong. It turned out that he wanted to find out whether Bu Shitu died in the hands of the Foreign Intelligence Agency or Su Nang.

"No matter what, the death of Shitu is only good for our Tiger Flag, so we should celebrate it." Liu Heng smiled and picked up the teapot at hand.

Li Shuheng said with a smile: "The death of Bushitu has removed a stumbling block. The Mongols should have their own troubles now. This is a good opportunity for us to send troops."

"No hurry." Liu Heng waved his hand.

Li Shuheng looked surprised.

Liu Heng explained: "Our goal is not only to defeat the Mongolian army in front of us, but more importantly, to occupy the Mote Grassland in the future. If we send troops when Bu Shitu holds a funeral, we may defeat the Mongolian army, and it will also arouse Many ordinary herdsmen are dissatisfied, so we can’t take action yet and need to wait until the funeral of Shitu is over.”

"What a pity for such a good opportunity." Li Shuheng shook his head with regret.

However, he also knew that Liu Heng was right. If it was just to defeat the Mongolian army, it would indeed be a good opportunity to send troops when Bu Shitu held his funeral. But if he wanted to rule the grassland, he would have to take into account the feelings of ordinary herdsmen. I can't do anything anymore.

Liu Heng said with a smile: "The defeat of the Mongols will happen sooner or later. If we take action during the funeral of the fortune teller, it will easily make the Mongols share the same hatred. Once the fortune teller Rabbit dies, the Taiji of each tribe will be in harmony with each other. It is not necessarily a good thing to take action later." .”

Li Shuheng nodded.

"Toast, let's clink." Liu Heng raised the teapot in his hand and passed it forward.

Li Shuheng looked at the stretched out teapot, his face darkened, and he said, "Just celebrate with boiled water? Why should we open a jar of wine to celebrate?"

"Don't drink the wine. It's wartime now. You and I can't take the lead in violating the regulations. Let's have tea instead of wine today. Come on, let's touch it." Liu Heng shook the tea jar in his hand.

Li Shuheng reluctantly raised his teapot and touched Liu Heng's teapot.

The two people took back the teapot and each took a sip of the tea inside.

"Okay, let's celebrate too. I'm going to tell the others the good news that Shitu is dead and boost the morale of the army." Li Shuheng put down the teapot in his hand and stood up from the bench.

Liu Heng nodded and said: "It's time to spread the news that Bushitu is dead. There are still many Mongols in the city. If they want to leave Qingcheng to worship, they can be allowed to leave the city."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." Li Shuheng agreed.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the office.

Bu Shitu was the great khan of all the Mongolians in the Tumut tribe. Even during his reign, the Tumut tribe was at a low ebb and its strength was not as good as before, but he still had a special status among ordinary herders, just like the Ming Dynasty. The same as the emperor in the hearts of the people.