After many great victories in the Western Expedition, and after the Tang Dynasty built Suiye City, Tian Khan had become the most cohesive person.
"Your Majesty, now is the best time."
After the words fell, the palace returned to silence. Xu Jingzong was even breathing cautiously at this moment.
Even if His Majesty picked up the memorial and smashed it on his forehead, Xu Jingzong would still admit it.
Li Shimin nodded and said, "Why don't you talk about this at the court meeting?"
"If I had said this in the early days of the court, there would have been some opposition from the courtiers, especially Chu Suiliang and his like. They would have said that governance matters should be planned slowly and discussed with all the places."
"Even so, they will definitely refute such a big matter."
Xu Jingzong saluted again. Since he first joined the Ministry of Rites, this was the most salute he had ever done in his official career. "Your Majesty, governance and submission are not contradictory. Only by giving Turks status can they be controlled by the Tang Dynasty."
, we will manage it later.”
"The so-called plan for it slowly is a reversal. Now that the Western Expedition has won a great victory, whether it is the Western Regions or the Turks, after the great victory of the Western Expedition, the people's hearts have returned unprecedentedly. We cannot wait any longer for such a good opportunity. We must work hard. If the years go by, this trend will
The anger will dissipate and dissatisfaction will arise again, and then it will be even more difficult to subdue."
Seeing His Majesty pick up this memorial, Xu Jingzong quickly lowered his head, mentally prepared to be beaten or scolded.
"I know, you make arrangements first."
"Ah..." Xu Jingzong was a little stunned, then he came back to his senses and said quickly: "I will do it now."
Li Yifu was waiting outside Chengtian Gate. He was very envious that Xu Jingzong could report directly to His Majesty. He also wanted to do such a thing.
I have never had a private conversation with His Majesty in my life.
When Xu Jingzong came out, Li Yifu walked forward with his neck shrinking from the cold, "Shilang Xu."
Xu Jingzong sighed: "It can be arranged."
"Eh? Why is Mr. Xu so sweaty?"
"Hahaha..." Xu Jingzong snorted coldly, "If you were to meet His Majesty alone for such an important matter, you would be sweating profusely."
Li Yifu followed the footsteps and asked again: "Xia Guan, how should we arrange it?"
Xu Jingzong whispered: "Summon the envoys from various countries, and I will talk to them personally."
"Then Jin Chunqiu is still in Chang'an City? What about Silla..."
"Why is this bastard still living in Chang'an City and not leaving?"
Xu Jingzong felt angry when he thought about the incident in the east, which had no results so far. He waved his sleeves and said, "Drive this man away. If there is no news about the incident in the east this year, let him cross the sea to fight against the Japanese."
Slave, Zabuji sent Goguryeo soldiers and horses to destroy Silla."
"Here."
Xu Jingzong was very angry. Seeing that Li Yifu had just left and then came back, he said impatiently: "What's wrong?"
Li Yifu said quickly: "The news just came that little Zanpu of Tubo is dead."
"Dead?" Xu Jingzong's tone was a little higher, "When did it happen?"
"It happened a month ago. The Tibetan envoy brought the news. Now the Tibetan Zampo is still crying. Should he let Songtsen Gampo go back?"
Xu Jingzong paced back and forth, what day is it today?
Unsatisfactory things happened one after another.
Li Yifu added: "Our people in the Duhufu also sent us news that he died of illness. There is probably no falsehood."
Xu Jingzong looked solemn and said hurriedly: "Send the news to Lishan immediately and see what the county marquis wants."
"Here."
In Lishan Mountain, Zhang Yang was silent as he looked at the rising heat from the water of Huaqing Pool, which would not freeze even in the cold winter.
Gongri Gongzan still passed away young, but the Tubo prince, who had been frail and sick since childhood, still met him once.
"Master, the imperial court sent people to ask how to deal with the affairs of Tubo?"
Zhang Yang held his forehead and closed his eyes and whispered: "Please ask Songtsen Gampo to come to Lishan Mountain."
Xiao Wu was a little surprised, "This is the first time Master has invited him to Lishan."
Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "It concerns the overall situation. I don't want anything to go wrong at this time. I will personally discuss the Tubo matter with Songtsen Gampo."
The news of Gongri Gongzan's death caused waves in the court, but the bigger wave was when Xu Jingzong summoned envoys from various countries to inquire about his submission to the Tang Dynasty.
Xu Jingzong wanted to bring the Turks, Tubo, and the Western Regions into the Tang Dynasty. From now on, they would all be Tang people and act according to Tang people's laws.
It has to be said that people from Xu Jingzong's family are still in charge of the diplomatic affairs of the Ministry of Rites, and today's Ministry of Rites has also inherited the tough style inherited from Zhang Yang.
Tian Khan expressed his condolences to the Tubo Xiao Zan Pugong Rigong Zan and ordered someone to send a message of condolences.
Songtsen Gampo came to Lishan Mountain like a body.
Zhang Yang personally greeted him outside the village, sighed a cloud of white mist in the cold air, and walked forward quickly, "Zanpu, my condolences."
Songtsen Gampo whispered: "He will not live long. I thought of it a long time ago."
Taking him walking by the Weishui River, Zhang Yang whispered: "I don't want trouble in Tibet."
"Does the county prince need me to take charge of the overall situation in Tubo's favor?"
"What does Ludongzan mean?"
"Is the magistrate worried about him?"
Zhang Yang stood by the river with his hands behind his back, "Now the Tubo affairs are in the hands of Lu Dongzan. Your little Zampu has passed away. Now he should have the greatest power in Tubo."
"Zhang Yang, I'm in Chang'an City, why are you worried?"
"I hope that Tubo will be included in the Tang Dynasty and the Tubo people will become the people of the Tang Dynasty."
Songtsen Gampo said feebly: "What do you want to do?"
"How long have we known each other?"
"It has been nine years since the seventh year of Zhenguan."
The surface of the Weishui River was covered with ice. Looking at Zamp's expression, his expression was very calm, so calm that he did not look like a father who had lost his child.
Zhang Yang patted him heavily on the shoulder, "I shouldn't be telling you this at this time."
Songtsen Gampo smiled bitterly, "Sooner or later he will have this day. This matter has nothing to do with you or the Tang Dynasty. For us Tubo people, when a person dies, he will have a new beginning. Instead of dragging it on
The body is in pain all the time, so it is better to start the next life as soon as possible."
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Zhang Yang said to him: "There will be more chaos inside Tubo now."
Songtsengan preached: "We are friends. You should believe me and Ludongzan. He will not let Tubo be in chaos. The county prince has kept his promise for so many years. You said that the artillery of the Tang Dynasty will not be directed at Tubo."
My people have always fulfilled their promises, and my promises are like the snow on the snow-capped mountains, which never melts all year round."
"Tubo surrendered to the Tang Dynasty and was later handed over to the Tang Dynasty for governance. It obeyed the orders of the Tang Dynasty. However, the Ministry of Rites could give Tubo certain governance powers. However, Tubo officials had to be screened by the Tang Dynasty. If they had better achievements, they could also serve in the court.
official."
Zhang Yang continued: "Don't worry, we will respect the rules of the Tubo people, and will also record the achievements of all the Tibetan Zangpu, but we will add one in the future. There will be no more Zangpu in Tubo, but only the Prime Minister."
.”
"Do you want to cut off the Tubo Zanpu lineage?"
Zhang Yang put his shoulder on his shoulder and whispered: "From now on, Tubo will be governed by the Prime Minister of Tibet. Haven't you always believed in Lu Dongzan? Let Lu Dongzan take over as the first one, otherwise only Gongri Gongzan will be left.
"Mangsong Mangzan is only a two-year-old child, and he will be respected by the Tibetan people when he grows up."
It snowed again in the gloomy sky. Songtsen Gampo looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky. At this moment, he felt much calmer, "I want to go back to my hometown to see."
Zhang Yang said to him: "Is Chang'an City bad?"
"I prefer the snow in the snow-capped mountains."
"Well, then you go back and find a day to go home early to see Tibet now and take care of your young grandson."
"Thank you very much." Songtsen Gampo bowed and saluted.
"You're welcome." Zhang Yang supported him, "We are friends."
Songtsen Gampo slowly straightened up and said again: "In the past nine years, you have done so much, you have arranged so many things in the Ministry of Rites, your ambition is really revealed now, whether it is the Western Expedition or construction
The Protectorate, or the education of the people of the Western Regions, ultimately depends on what you said today."
"Zanpu, you and I are friends, but I don't want to talk too much to you. I don't want to talk too much to someone like you. If you talk too much, you will expose me. It's very boring."
Songtsen Gampo finally smiled, he smiled very happily, he laughed for a long time, stood in the wind and snow and patted Zhang Yang hard on the back, "This is not your ambition, nor is it done for Tian Khan
, it’s what you want to do.”
"Yes." He had a smile on his face. It was at this moment that he completely saw Zhang Yang's true face. Songtsen Gampo pointed at him with a smile, "This is your ambition. These are the things you have always cared about in your heart.
"
Zhang Yang sighed with emotion: "Zan Pu, no amount of money can buy my ambition, not even all the gold and silver in the world."
Songtsen Gampo nodded in agreement, "Ambition is priceless. Only with ambition can we move forward step by step."
Xiao Qingqing and Xiao Xin'an hid behind a tree, originally planning to eavesdrop on the conversation between their father and this Zamp.
Hearing these words, the sister and brother stood blankly with expressionless expressions on their faces.
"Well, I am no longer Zanpu. The affairs of Tubo have been left to the county marquis. I hope the county marquis can treat them well."
"when are we leaving?"
"When you go back to Chang'an City, buy a horse and then you can go back."
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "I will write a document to the Central Committee to help you get out of the customs smoothly."
Watching their father and Zamp walk away, the two siblings were still standing where they were.
The document was sent to the palace. Because Xiao Zanpu of Tubo passed away, Xu Jingzong obtained the document from Zuo Cheng, the minister of the Marquis of Lishan County, and immediately sent it to Zhongshu Province.
The Zhongshu Ministry of Education issued a reply and handed it over to His Majesty.
Since Zhang Yang agreed, Li Shimin didn't have much to say. At least Gongri Gongzan was a good boy, but it was a pity that he died young.
Although his positions were different, this little Zamp didn't make any big mistakes.
Xu Jingzong and Li Yifu bid farewell to Zanpu together.
In this snowy winter, Songtsen Gampo went to Tubo with a group of officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. They walked so fast that he didn't even bring a few extra clothes.
Li Yifu looked at the figure retreating in the wind and snow, "When the Ministry of Rites wanted to build the Protector's Palace in Tubo, Lu Dongzan always opposed it and often had quarrels with our people. It was Xiao Zanpu Gongrigongzan who persuaded Lu Dong
Thank you for building the Protectorate Palace."
Xu Jingzong said in a low voice: "Now Tubo is the first to agree to let the Tubo people become the subjects of the Tang Dynasty. Songtsen Gampo is a man of magnanimity. After their father and son, there will no longer be a Zanpu in Tubo.
"
"Today we have to negotiate with the envoys from the Western Regions and the Turkic Little Khan, so I will go back."
Xu Jingzong looked at Feng Xue and nodded.
North Korea, China and envoys from various countries began intense negotiations.
Unexpectedly, the first people to agree to submit to the Tang Dynasty were the Tubo people, the most powerful people at that time.
This negotiation lasted for a long time, and the Minister of Rites, against all opinions, had to get this thing done. If this was not done, all the arrangements made by the Ministry of Rites in the past ten years would come to naught.
Because of this, there are often fights between courtiers in the Tai Chi Palace these days.
After the court today, Fang Xuanling said to the elderly Wei Zheng: "Mr. Zheng, the world is about to change."
Wei Zheng leaned on a cane and said in an old voice: "Really? Will it get better?"
Fang Xuanling supported him and said: "Yes, I will. Zhang Yang has arranged it for nearly ten years, and he always feels that this is his real purpose in the ten years he has been an official."
Wei Zheng's steps were very slow, and he was very careful every time he walked. "Oh, this kid has always been hiding something in his heart. He can hide something in his heart for ten years and tolerate it for ten years."
Fang Xuanling looked at Mr. Zheng worriedly. Mr. Zheng, who was so high-spirited in the court, had aged so fast.
The people who followed His Majesty grew old one after another, and Gao Shilian also reached his twilight years.
In a house in Chang'an City, Gao Shilian couldn't help coughing. It took him a while to catch his breath, but his weathered old face turned red due to the violent coughing.
Changsun Wuji looked at him worriedly and put a coat on the old man, "Uncle, you must pay attention to the cold and warmth."
Gao Shilian was sitting in a wheelchair, and his sharp eyes had become cloudy now. He whispered: "Zhang Yang is a disciple of Zhang Gongjin. His teacher has passed away, and his thoughts are hidden deeper."
Changsun Wuji lowered his body and replied: "My nephew made an agreement with him."
Gao Shilian patted the armrest of the wheelchair gently with his hand, "Lishan's creations are really easy to use. This wheelchair is really well made."
Snowflakes fell on the eaves and on the ground. Gao Shilian asked again: "How is the Emperor's health?"
"I have been recovering recently. Now I need someone to take care of me. The palace has sent someone to take care of me. Your Majesty is very concerned about it."
Gao Shilian put his body weight on the wheelchair, closed his eyes and said: "Everyone will grow old, sick and die. You have thought about it a lot since you were a child. You have many disciples. Some things are enough, and enough is enough!"
Listening to his uncle's repeated words, Changsun Wuji kept nodding.
A group of officers and soldiers left Jiayuguan and headed towards Tubo. When passing through Shazhou, Songtsen Gampo met the monk Xuanzang.
Xuanzang, who was over 40 years old, was wearing a thin monk's robe when he met him. He looked at Songtsen Gampo and recited the Buddha's name: "Songtsen Gampo, I'm sorry."
Songtsan Gampo smiled heartily, "Monk Xuanzang is still writing letters to Lishan?"
"I haven't written in three years."
"Actually, the Marquis of Lishan County is a very interesting person. I have seen through him, but you still can't understand him."
Monk Xuanzang stood there not knowing how to reply.
Songtsen Gampo said again: "Zhang Yang and Tian Khan can make me return to Tubo, but it's a pity that you are a monk and refuse to return to secular life."