Chapter 2202 I’m here, I’m sorry if I don’t do something (please subscribe and vote)
"You mean Chijimie and Gejiamu? Of course they have been imprisoned.
It’s just that the late king fell ill due to his anger, so he still hasn’t decided how to deal with these two people.”
"Did you know that the three traitors, under Cheng Chubi's methods, became heroes in rescuing Li Mixia, the leader of Xiangxiong Kingdom?"
"Moreover, all 20,000 of our Tibetan elites were lost to Xiangxiong. Those three tribes can be said to have made great contributions."
"So far, Shang Shung Kingdom still has not come up with a proper regulation for the punishment of those three tribes."
"Tell me, if I, Tubo, return these two people to Xiangxiong, what do you think Li Mixia will do?"
After hearing this, his confidant Balu couldn't help but take a breath and his face turned dark. "What a vicious method..."
After returning the two men to Xiangxiong, they returned to the tribe and would certainly not dare to meet Li Mixia, who was forced by formality in the first place.
He can only let go of his hatred first, but as his enemies return one after another, and as he regains control of Xiangxiong Kingdom, will he let all his enemies go?
That is impossible, and they will definitely use their hands. In this case, I am afraid that if Xiangxiong Kingdom wants to retaliate against Tubo, it will have to engage in a good fight to the death.
Qiongbo Bangse nodded, deeply convinced.
"Yes, the ruthlessness of this method makes me fearful. No wonder Nagar Dongzan was defeated by it."
Qiongbo Bangse took a few steps forward when a question suddenly popped up.
"Ba, tell me, if Songtsen Gampo had not died and the Tang Kingdom had not gone to the plateau, what do you think would have happened to the big clans in the country?"
Ba was slightly stunned, glanced at Qiongbo Bangse, and replied cautiously.
"The late king had the appearance of a heroic leader, and his desire to take over the power of the clans was even greater than that of the previous Zanpu. If the late king was given enough time, I'm afraid..."
"Then just say it... let's go."
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"One on one...do you want anything?"
"Wait a minute, little brother bomb, Shunzi, hey hey hey..."
Fang Jun spread his hands with joy, he finally got his revenge and sat in the warm tent.
Fang Jun was having an after-dinner pastime, playing Landlords, while shuffling the cards.
"When we arrive at Luoche City and pay our condolences to Tubo Zampu who was so angry with you, Brother Chubi, we will go back to Chavarong City, right?"
"... I said, dear brother, can you always add a prefix whenever you mention Songtsen Gampo?"
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but glare at this guy, muttered angrily, and then said.
"After we have expressed our condolences, we will naturally slap our butts and leave. Otherwise, how can we go door to door to the homes of the important Tibetan ministers to eat and drink and make friends?"
"That makes no sense at all."
Ren Yaxiang, who was rubbing his fingers and waiting for the cards, couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this.
"Brother Chu Bi, I remember what you said most often is that you have to do something even though you are here."
"This is a rare time, we come and return honestly."
Cheng Chubi just stared in displeasure, then suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Cheng Mou has always... Huh? That's right. You've already come here. If you don't do something serious, it's really a waste of our time."
"...Brother Chu Bi, what do you want to do?" Fang Jun alertly reminded the king of monsters and moths who felt uncomfortable doing nothing.
"Brother, please don't forget, we are now going to the hinterland of Tubo, to their royal capital."
"If you are causing some trouble over there, instead of thinking about yourself, you have to think about your brothers. After all, I am a father of eighty...sixty years old and have an unborn child.
"
Well, Fang Jun has already received a letter. His wife, Princess Gaoyang, with whom he has a close relationship, is pregnant. He is fully looking forward to going home and becoming a father soon.
"Haha, is Cheng the kind of person who only cares about his own temporary pleasure and doesn't care about the life and death of his brothers around him?"
Cheng Chubi glared at Fang Jun angrily. At this moment, he really had a bold idea.
"Go, Cheng Xin, quickly bring a pen and paper, that... Brother Yaxiang, come and imitate His Highness's handwriting."
"I said, brother Chubi, what on earth do you want to do?!"
"Of course it is for us, Datang, to gain a legal status on this plateau and make tenacious efforts."
"...Brother Chu Bi, there's no need for that. Whatever you want to do, just send someone back to Chavarong City to ask Brother Weide to do it."
"Please, we will arrive at the capital of Tubo tomorrow. We can't just squat here and wait. It will take seven or eight days to come and go. In that little time, everything has been done.
All."
"And you think that the Governor-General just made this request. After Tubo actually agrees, they will have to present their credentials to the Tang Dynasty."
"That is a serious official document, so what we are going to do here can be considered an informal document at most, so there will be no problem."
"But Brother Chu Bi, the crime of forging official documents is not a small one." Ren Yaxiang couldn't help wiping his face and said.
"...In this case, let's take two steps. The first step is to send someone to inform Brother Weide and ask him to prepare a formal document."
"The second step is to make a temporary one to hold on to."
"..." Fang Jun and Ren Yaxiang looked at Cheng Chubi with dark expressions on their faces. Sure enough, it was impossible to prevent Brother Chubi from causing trouble...
On this plateau, Brother Chu Bi behaves like a wild horse running wild, doing whatever he wants.
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Cheng Chubi sat in front of the desk, thought about it, and felt that there was no need for Ren Yaxiang to imitate the handwriting of Wu Wang Li Ke.
After all, that would be detrimental to Ren Yaxiang's career, but he did not have this hidden danger. After all, he and Li Ke were old brothers who wore the same pants.
Then, Fang Jun and Ren Yaxiang watched Brother Chu Bi, who was very good at calligraphy, sweating profusely as he imitated an official document written by Li Ke.
Looking at the specious handwriting written by Brother Chu Bi, Fang Jun and Ren Yaxiang wiped their faces frequently.
After a long time, Cheng Chubi finally finished the forged official document. Looking at the handwriting on it, Fang Jun rolled his eyes for a long time and couldn't help but vomit.
"Brother Chu Bi, doesn't it look too clumsy when you do this?"
"It doesn't look like it? I think there is actually a bit of a resemblance." Cheng Chubi glanced at it a little unconfidently for comparison.
Well, it's true that it's not that expressive, but it can't be said that it doesn't look like it at all.
"Brother Chu Bi, why don't we forget it and wait until His Highness King Wu comes to get it. We can just make another hard trip. Besides, this official document doesn't have a seal."
"Boy, it's not that I, Cheng, have to show off my calligraphy art, but for this kind of thing, we can only strike while the iron is hot."
"As for the lack of a seal, it's not a big deal. If you like it, go get me a piece of wood and call the guy who knows how to carve it."
Chapter completed!