Li Guanyi said: "Sir, how did you do it?"
Mr. Po Jun said: "The Turkic tradition is that the eldest son guards the frontiers, and the youngest son inherits the central royal tent."
"Ashina is merely an unfavored son of the Turkic Great Khan, only receiving the worst territory, so back then, I assisted him in conquering the vast grasslands. As expected, his brothers came, hoping to share the spoils."
"At that time, I gave him a strategy, which he adopted."
"Poison was placed at the water points along the way."
Mr. Po Jun's hand brushed over the geographical map, saying:
"Back then, I was too young and eager to return to the Central Plains. My actions were somewhat ruthless, akin to Yan Daiqing and Wen Qingyu, easily revealing flaws and weaknesses, making it easy to be discovered."
"Unfortunately, Ashina guessed this move would have future consequences, but he couldn't resist the benefits before him, nor swallow the anger of others seizing what's his."
"He poisoned them."
