"In other words, this time the burial of the living is a temporary idea," Bals concluded. There are few people in our grassland, women have a heavy workload, there are not many children, and even fewer can be supported after birth, and every child is a treasure in the family. A hundred children who were martyred corresponded to a hundred angry families. This shaman is not to pray for the blessing of the Golden Family, but to cultivate enemies for the Golden Family. ”

Princess Turuletu said with a deep look in her eyes: "These children who are to be buried were sent by Master Yismain to find them. I asked people to inquire, and he looked for orphans who had lost their families from each tribe, although he would not make the children's parents angry, but it was offending one tribe after another, and everyone did not know whether it would be their own children who would be buried next time. ”

Bars's face became serious: "This is a conspiracy by Master Yismain against our Golden Family. We have to deal with it carefully and handle it well. I'm going to find Urus and the other brothers, Turuletu, you go to your mother. Ah Jiang, you rest early and wait for me to come back. ”

Qin Liu looked at Bals and Princess Turuletu who were leaving in a hurry, and his heart was full of emotion.

The twins are really smart and upright, with a keen sense of politics, and a clear and decisive approach to problems.

The most important thing is that Bars didn't push himself out at the first problem.

Her title of "Tengger's Messenger" was raised by Ah Hei Ma, and Princess Turuletu assisted in the sitting, but she was still very watery. It doesn't have to be able to do anything.

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The next day, Qin Liu didn't have anything to do, basically just went to watch the various competitions of the Naadam Conference, went to the trade fair to see the goods on sale, and bought a lot of things. The women's bock competition, the women's horseback riding competition is also in full swing.

From the mouths of those audience who talked a lot, Qin Liu knew that the "Bai'er Funeral" incident had become a scandal known to everyone, and the "grassland well" incident was a good thing that everyone praised and competed to learn and imitate.

Scandals and good deeds spread among the herders at the same time, and the evaluation of the Golden Family became more and more complicated.

"The Golden Family is still good, this time we have solved the problems of tea and salt, grain, cloth and medicinal materials, etc., and we are worthy of being the descendants of Temujin." This is the voice of the Bao Khan Party.

"What, if it weren't for Dayan Khan's insistence on breaking off the mutual market with Daming, our lives would be so poor that we wouldn't even be able to buy a shovel? In the past, when Empress Manduhai was in power, life was much more comfortable than now. What a golden family, it's just a tyrant who treats us ordinary people as people! "This is the cry of the Khan Party.

"We can't kill them with a stick, let's see what Tengger thinks about this? If Tengger can be blessed, the Golden Family must be the guardian family of our grassland people. "It's the vacillation of the neutrals.

Qin Liu knew that if the "Bai'er Burial" incident was not handled well, it would bring immeasurable disasters to the rule of the Khan's court. Even she, the water-mixed "Tengger messenger", can't sit idly by.

Qin Liu returned to the yurt, and heard that there was an endless stream of herdsmen who came to the well to study and observe today, and many people also brought gifts, including lambs, calves and so on, as well as beef jerky, milk tofu and other foods in the daily life of the herdsmen.

Qin Liu felt a little guilty in her heart, she didn't do anything special for the herdsmen, but she was loved by them, and gave her the limited materials in their barren life.

Qin Liu went to look for Bars, but learned that Bars had not returned.

Early the next morning, Bars came to Qin Liu: "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Has there been any progress on the funeral?"

"Master Yismayin acted quickly, and yesterday he had already found a hundred children, and today he will carry out fire martyrdom according to the practice of shamans."

Qin Liu's eyes widened, fire martyrdom!

"Are you going to burn the children alive?"

"Yes. Rest assured, Urus and I won't let this happen. He has been begging his father Khan to retract his order, and my brothers and I will go to the scene to stop the fire and show our resoluteness. ”

Qin Liu's tone was firm: "I'm going too." ”

Bars shook her hand and gently soothed her with a look in his eyes: "The scene can be chaotic and dangerous, you stay here and don't go over." We're not going to let things happen. ”

The only worries in Qin Liu's heart also dissipated, and she declared again with a serious expression: "No, I'm going." I am Tengger's emissary and have the right to speak on behalf of Tengger. I am the most upright against shamans! ”

Bars hesitated: "Then you follow me, don't go to the herdsmen, there may be bloody clashes today." ”

Qin Liu nodded: "Okay." ”

Old man Lou wanted to go with Qin Liu, but Qin Liu refused: "If you help me take care of Erlang at home, you can let us have no worries." ”

Old man Lou didn't continue to insist.

Qin Liu followed Bars and quickly went to the scene of the fire martyrdom.

The site of the fire was held in an open space north of the Naadam venue, where a tall altar was built, and a large fire was burning in the middle of the altar.

The shaman was dressed up and stood on the altar with his assistants.

There is a large wooden cage at each of the four corners of the altar.

A hundred children were imprisoned in four large wooden cages, all between the ages of three and seven, with thin bodies, ragged clothes, dirty hands and feet, snot on their faces, and big black and innocent eyes.

Under the altar, a fence was used to separate the open space, and outside the fence was already crowded with onlookers, some of whom were kneeling down in prayer and with words in their mouths, some of whom were talking to their companions in fear and fear, and some of whom were angry and cursing in their mouths.

Bars held Qin Liu's hand tightly and protected her beside him, for fear that she would be hit by the crowd.

A group of fierce Mongolian men came over and greeted Bars.

Bals let go to high-five someone, and with a wrong eye, he found that Qin Liu was gone.

Qin Liu, dressed in white, squeezed through the crowd to get into the fence, and approached a large wooden cage to look over.

The children were quiet, and a few of the young ones wanted to cry, but they endured it, and their big eyes were full of panic and fear.

"Talzhhara."

A child in the big wooden cage behind him said timidly.

Qin Liu, who had already walked over, turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a six- or seven-year-old child, Qin Liu recognized it, when she went to Khanting for the first time a few months ago, she passed by a lonely yurt, and this child was still living with her grandmother.

They gave the child tea cakes and salt, and the child gave her a white hada.

Qin Liu asked, "It's you, what about your grandmother?" ”

The child's voice was childish and sad: "She's dead. (End of chapter)