"I see!"

Bei Gong Boyu nodded, then looked puzzled. "Could it be that Ma Yi secretly orchestrated this whole thing?"

"That's very possible. All the valuables in these three households have been looted, and the total amount is not small! If used to buy grain, salt, and refined iron, his strength would undoubtedly more than double!"

The old servant nodded in agreement, because no matter how you looked at it, Dongqiang was the biggest beneficiary of this.

"Hmph~ It seems this Ma Yi has quite the ambition! Does he really think that he can unify Dongqiang just by acquiring a little wealth?"

Bei Gong Boyu couldn't help but sneer. At this moment, he was convinced that the mastermind behind this incident was Ma Yi, a powerful figure from the Shao Dang tribe. As for what Ma Yi wanted to do, it was self-evident.

"Then what should we do? Should we still send him the grain, salt, and refined iron?" The old servant looked at Beigong Boyu with a puzzled expression.

After pondering for a moment, Bei Gong Boyu said in a deep voice, "We still have to send them, but we can't send them all. Go and inform Bian Zhang later to halve the quantity this time! We can't let him get too carried away, or it will be difficult to control him later!"

"Oh, and... don't let Dianxian know about this! That man is just as ambitious!"

Despite Bei Gong Boyu's constant address of Dian Xian as "nephew," he was actually always secretly on guard against him. He even had reason to suspect that the murder of the three powerful figures was orchestrated by Dian Xian in collusion with Ma Yi.

“Master, now that this accident has happened, what should we do about the Xianbei in the east? They also urgently need salt and refined iron.”

"We have no choice but to take action ourselves. The Xianbei in the east are equally important. As long as they defeat the Wuhuan and then move south, our opportunity will come!"

Then Beigong Boyu continued, "You handle this matter personally! Tell them to speed things up and transport the refined iron and salt to Youbeiping as soon as possible!"

The old servant respectfully replied, "Yes, sir!"

Although Bei Gong Boyu and Bian Zhang were openly courting Tan Shihuai of the western Xianbei, Bei Gong Boyu himself was also secretly in contact with the Murong tribe of the eastern Xianbei.

He is not the type of person who likes to put all his eggs in one basket.

"Oh right... what about that letter?" Remembering that deadly thing, Bei Gong Boyu quickly asked.

"Rest assured, Master, this old servant personally witnessed him burning that letter that day!"

"That's good!"

Bei Gong Boyu was slightly relieved. However, what Bei Gong Boyu did not expect was that although the murdered powerful man burned the original letter, he secretly wrote down the contents of the letter and hid them under the gold.