Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

Chapter 948: Meeting Helu in Bukhara

In order to prevent the Turks from rebelling in the future, Duoduo tried his best.

After all, he was once one of the highest rulers of the Turks and was very consistent with Helu in some aspects.

He would never sit idly by and watch more than half of the Turks be killed or injured in a massacre.

At the same time, Duoduo also firmly believed that after he chose to make concessions, Li Cunxi would definitely agree to his proposal.

Sure enough, Li Cunxi agreed without any hesitation.

Then, Li Cunxi asked:

"Who can be the messenger?"

Bhanna, who was kneeling behind Duoduo, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to go!"

Li Cunxi: "Ma Rong, you will escort the Minister of Rites north."

Although he was reluctant, Ma Rong did not show it. He bowed and said, "I obey your command!"

As for how to govern the Turks, this is not a topic that should be discussed now.

Before the Turks completely surrendered, that broken place did not need to be governed at all, it only needed a large army to garrison it.

No matter how much Li Cunxi needed a strong cavalry, he would never choose people who might rebel at any time to fill the number.

The Khitan side was easier to deal with. After the Khitan leaders chose to jointly write a letter to request to join the Tang Dynasty, Li Wanshan had already made it clear that he wanted to give up the position of Khan and find a leisurely job in the Tang Dynasty to live a good life.

Like Li Wanshan, Sun Xiangzhou, Li Bushang and others all thought so.

The place where the Khitans lived was a bitter and cold land. During the reigns of Li Jinzhong and Sun Wanrong, they were extremely poor and had to ask for help from the Great Zhou whenever there was any natural disaster or man-made disaster.

Not to mention the Supreme Khan Li Wanshan and the Grand Marshal Sun Xiangzhou, even the veteran Li Bushang had lived through poverty.

Why not live a good life if you can?

Of course, if the Turkic issue is not resolved, it is obviously unrealistic to incorporate Khitan into the territory.

It is not uncommon for people to be affected by a fire in the city.

After chatting with the ministers about some trivial matters, Shangguan Wan'er directly announced the adjournment of the court.

Bakhan went home and took some necessary things for the trip. After packing them into luggage, he took Ma Rong and 500 guards and headed north.

After galloping for more than twenty days, they finally entered the Stone Kingdom safely and met up with Wang Xiaojie and others.

While Ma Rong, Wang Jinghui and Li Yuanfang were bragging, Daleha sent people to the five Dulu tribes to spread the news that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was going to pardon all of Helu's crimes.

After a comfortable sleep, Bakhtar took a hot bath, changed into casual clothes and went to a house east of the royal court.

This house is quite large and there are many people inside.

However, although there were many people, all they saw were Tang troops and Khitan troops.

They guarded the place tightly, not letting anyone in or out.

Ma Rong came hurriedly and brought the token. After the gatekeeper saw it, he made way.

The two entered the courtyard one after the other and were led out of the main hall.

In the main hall, two high-ranking prisoners were drinking tea leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

Hearing the noise outside, Keli Britain tilted his head to look outside. After seeing who was coming, his hand suddenly shook, and the tea bowl fell over, spilling all over his robe.

"Prince Bhana?"

Keli Britan spoke in an incredible tone, his body stood up involuntarily, his eyes fixed on Bakhan, as if he was sucked by a magnet and could not move away no matter what.

Helu, who originally wanted to pretend not to hear, looked outside after learning that the visitor was actually Bakhtaq.

The moment their eyes met, Helu put down his tea bowl, became emotional, and intended to rush out of the main hall.

The guards on both sides immediately raised their spears and forced Helu to retreat.

"Uncle." Bhanna called softly.

Helu took two steps back, his face as pale as death.

"Didn't you go to the Tang Dynasty? Why are you back? Did Li Cunxi ask you to come and see me make a fool of myself?"

"Let me tell you, I am the Khan of the Turks. You can't see my joke... You can't see..."

Helu kept backing away until he reached the chair and sat down.

This was the first time he had felt so distraught in all the months he had been held captive.

"Uncle, I came to visit you." said Bakhna.

"You and I are enemies, so there's no need to be so polite. Don't forget that your father was forced to death by me." Helu said gritting his teeth.

Bakhtaq was so provoked by Helu that he clenched his fists. His anger rose quickly and subsided quickly.

He suddenly smiled and said, "It's true that my uncle forced my father to death, but this has always been the custom in the Turkic world."

"I have returned this time not as a relative of the deceased to see the murderer, but as a messenger from the Tang Dynasty to see the captured Turkic Khan."

"And I'm willing to talk to you nicely because you are indeed my uncle."

"When my father borrowed troops to fight back against the Turks, he killed my second grandfather, and you still followed my father, didn't you?

Helu was speechless after being refuted.

He was indeed as Bharatanatyam had said.

In the autumn seven years ago, his father, Modu Khan, chased Jili Khan to Youzhou, and finally Jili Khan met Di Renjie.

In the Turkic belief, the loser is just the loser himself, and it is common for the children of the winner to have the same relationship as before.

This is what a nation that prioritizes hard power looks like.

"Well, since you said you're a messenger, then tell me, what did the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty ask you to do?"

Helu regained his previous composure and acted like one.

Bakhtin had been in the Tang Dynasty officialdom for more than half a year, and he could tell at a glance that Helu was pretending.

He pretended to be mysterious and asked, "Uncle, do you know how many of us Turks died in this war?"

"You kid, why are you bringing up something irrelevant?" Helu gritted his teeth. "Over 400,000 soldiers, all dead!"

"No, no, no, no." Bakhita shook his head. "Uncle, you're right, but it's not complete. When General Buzhen attacked Makuli, he massacred 70,000 to 80,000 people from Makuli and the surrounding cities."

Helu almost vomited blood.

Makuli and the small towns around Makuli are where the people of the five Dulu tribes live.

It is obvious that when Buzhen attacked these places, he was trying to make Helu unhappy.

Bakhanna counted on his fingers and said, "Uncle, the Battle of Chongzhou cost us over 100,000 troops. The battle on the border cost us another 100,000. The battle against the Khitan and Tang allied forces cost us over 100,000. The Turks have no more soldiers left."

"However."

"After Uncle was captured, rebellions broke out in various places where the five Dulu tribes lived, and they wanted to rescue you, Uncle."

"These wars have already caused our Turkic people to shed too much blood. Can Uncle still watch them die outside the Stone Kingdom for the sake of the impossible?"

After Bhanna finished speaking, he took something out of his pocket.

This is the secret letter that Ma Rong took from Li Cunxi. The wax seal is intact and the letter has never been opened.

"His Majesty asked me to deliver this letter to my uncle."

"After reading this, it's up to you, uncle, to decide what to do next."