Until he was brought back to the city by Master Shangzhi, Hulun's eyes still stayed on Mingwei, and the malice in it was undisguised.
Nasu said with disgust: "This Hulun is still so annoying! It seems that he is eyeing Miss Ming."
"What should we do?" Duofu was extremely nervous.
"Don't worry." Su Tu said, "Before the Heavenly God Sacrifice, if he wants to do whatever he wants, King Qihu will not allow it. As for after the Heavenly God Sacrifice..." He paused, "We will wait until Master Shangzhi brings back the God's will.
Bar."
He said this sentence in the Central Plains dialect, with correct words and a smooth accent, even more standard than Nasu.
Mingwei had a subtle feeling, as if the person standing here speaking at this moment was a real Central Plains prince, not some barbarian prince.
Duofu asked confusedly: "What happened to the Tenjin Festival?"
Nasu explained to her: "Eight of us gathered in Yuncai City for the Heavenly God Festival. This is the most important day for the Hu people. We have worshiped the Gods from generation to generation and listened to the Gods' will. Their Qihu tribe wants to celebrate this time.
At the sacrifice to the gods, seek the will of the gods and become the head of the eight tribes."
"Oh, so, even if Prince Hulun wants to cause trouble, King Qihu will not allow him to destroy the Heavenly God Sacrifice?"
"Yes."
Duofu thought for a while: "Then what is this God's will? If they really seek God's will and become your leaders, won't you be able to protect us?"
"This..." Nasu was stuck.
Su Tu sighed slightly and replied: "No matter what, we Snow Werewolves will definitely protect our guests. However, if they really become the leaders of the Eight Tribes, there will be many ways to deal with us, which will be more troublesome."
"That's it..." Duofu always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't figure it out.
After a moment of silence, Nasu came to his senses: "Ah, by the way, Miss Ming, I haven't introduced you yet, but this is my brother Sutu."
Mingwei lowered his head and said, "Prince Sutu."
Su Tu responded with the courtesy of a barbarian.
The two of them greeted each other calmly, and Su Tu said: "Nasu, please send the guests back to the city first. You should try to move as little as possible these days, so as not to be caught by Hulun."
"I know." Nasu smiled apologetically, "Miss Ming, I'm really sorry, I still want to take you to have fun..."
"Everything happens for a reason, it doesn't matter." Mingwei nodded, "Prince Sutu, let's go first and see you later."
…
When Nasu returned to the mansion, Sutu had already returned.
He is still shooting arrows. Unlike the people in Hulun, he doesn't like to go hunting and prefers to shoot arrows quietly.
Because of his quiet personality, he was always regarded as an alien when he was young. Even the Snow Wolf King, who also had blood from the Central Plains, didn't like him, thinking that he didn't have the bravery of the Hu people.
However, who could have known that he would eventually become the master of the grassland.
Bloody nature, who says it has to be shown externally?
An arrow left the string and was firmly nailed on the bullseye, the tail of the arrow was trembling.
"Seventh brother." Nasu called.
Su Tu continued to shoot arrows one after another and asked: "How is it?"
Nasu scratched his head: "She didn't say anything, she just went back."
Su Tu paused for a moment: "You didn't ask about the Heavenly God Sacrifice, nor about the Qihu Department?"
"No."
"Whoosh!" Another arrow shot out.
Nasu couldn't hold himself back and asked him: "Brother Qi, what does she mean by this? Didn't you say that people in the Central Plains are arrogant and will not allow others to offend? A capable person like her will definitely be treated as a slave.
angry."
"Yes." Su Tu said calmly.
"Then why didn't she ask? Shouldn't she find a way to deal with the Beggar Department?"
After shooting all the arrows in one breath, Su Tu stopped and exhaled: "Don't be anxious, wait a moment."
…
In the dead of night, Mingwei unfolded a blank piece of paper, thought for a while, and wrote down a few words.
Snow Wolf Department, Beggar Department.
Su Tu, Master of Shangzhi.
Demigod Festival.
The unification of the eight tribes of Beihu into one, such a major event, should not be misremembered by history books.
In this way, the power of the Eight Divisions has changed a long time ago.
The Beggar tribe thinks that they are the strongest, but in fact, the Snow Wolf tribe may have formed allies with other Hu tribes.
Only in this way can it be possible to suppress the Qihu Tribe and become the leader of the eight tribes in this Heavenly God Festival.
In other words, Su Tu had already quietly made preparations.
As a result, there is only one obstacle to achieving this goal.
That is the Tenjin Festival.
What is God's will? Such words can only deceive ignorant herdsmen.
Just like the change of dynasties in the Central Plains, the emergence of so-called auspiciousness has always been man-made.
So, how do you get the will from God that you want?
It's very simple, suppress the opponent's priest.
So, Su Tu's only obstacle now is Master Shangzhi.
This Hu monk is said to have great magical power, and even other Hu tribes respect him very much.
If you want to solve this obstacle, you must either instigate rebellion or find a stronger person to defeat him.
Looking at the situation today, Master Shangzhi was not instigated by him to rebel, so...
Ming smiled, put down the pen, put the paper in front of the candle and lit it.
So that’s it! She was asked to go out riding today just to meet Prince Hulun by chance and then conflict with Master Shangzhi, so that she could contribute to the Snow Wolf Tribe and suppress Master Shangzhi?
It's really interesting to think about it. Su Tu never imagined that the purpose of coming to the grassland was to destroy him and become the Lord of the Eight Tribes, right?
If her position wasn't wrong, she would have wanted to help Master Shangzhi directly.
Wait, she thought of another thing.
In his previous life, without her, Su Tu became the leader of the Eight Tribes. How did he suppress Master Shangzhi?
Could it be that the method used last time could no longer be used, so he decided to target her?
While she was thinking hard, she suddenly felt a slight movement on the roof. She immediately blew out the candle and quietly touched the window.
Someone lit something on fire and threw it into the house.
A puff of smoke dispersed.
Ming frowned slightly and covered his nose.
After a while, the people lurking outside, guessing that time was almost up, crept inside quietly.
When he was halfway up, Mingwei suddenly grabbed him and held him down.
"Ah!" He screamed, but Ming grabbed a piece of sheepskin and held his mouth shut.
She came closer to take a look and smiled: "Prince Hulun? You are such a good prince, how can you be like a thief? I heard that you always accuse the people of the Central Plains of being cunning and cunning, how come you do such a thing yourself?"
Hulun felt extremely uncomfortable as she twisted his neck: "Uh, uh..."
Mingwei relaxed a little: "What does the prince want to say?"
"Let me go!" Hulun said, "If you dare to attack me, I will..."
"What?" Mingwei tried hard, "Originally, this is Yuncai City, and I can't do anything to you even if I'm bullied. But you have to come to your door yourself, so you can't blame me."