Chapter 1870 The Tubo rich merchant Nima accompanied the Tibetan handsome Qinling who went shopping
Cheng Chubi finally let go. At this moment, he was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, saying whatever came to mind.
No matter how much you brag, oh no...it's a burst of inspiration, and it's the right time to recall my memory.
Not only is the reason very sufficient, but it is also well-founded. It is definitely a combination of Internet keyboard warriors and textual research party trolls.
Cheng Chubi even regretted why it was his father and two brothers squatting in front of him instead of Uncle Li and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.
Otherwise, with my extraordinary performance today, I will definitely be able to embarrass everyone who is not willing to make progress.
Finally, when he had finished speaking, Cheng Sanlang, whose throat was so dry that it was almost smoking, quickly picked up a cup and poured it into his throat.
In an instant, the smell of Cheng's secret Sanle paste made all the features on Cheng Sanlang's face squeeze together. Damn it, it was too big.
After a long time, Cheng Sanlang opened his eyes again and saw his father looking at him thoughtfully.
The two brothers looked at him with envy and jealousy, which made Cheng Chubi feel a little guilty. He didn't know the answer he gave, and his father was not satisfied.
General Cheng stroked his thick beard, which was as thick as a steel needle, and nodded slightly after a long while.
"Sanlang..."
"The child is here."
"It seems that not only does your boy look similar to dad, but his brain, vision and strategy are exactly the same as dad, hahahaha..."
General Cheng's arrogant and overbearing hearty laughter even echoed in the hall.
Cheng Chubi looked at his father's ferocious old face with splayed eyebrows. Although his face was covered with black lines and his whole body was weak, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least my father agreed with his point of view. Well, whether Uncle Li agrees or not is one thing.
It is a big deal that my biological father can agree that at least his kind father's love will not fall on him. Otherwise, the two brothers will definitely rejoice in his misfortune.
After a burst of arrogant and domineering laughter gradually subsided, General Cheng spoke kindly to Cheng Sanlang.
"Sanlang... these thoughts of yours are exactly the same as what Dad had after hearing His Majesty's announcement, but at that time.
Dad hasn’t thought it through yet, and still needs to think carefully. I don’t think you and Dad, Sanlang, have the same thoughts, so take it easy..."
"Dad, I actually think that the Tibetan barbarians have bad intentions." The eldest brother Cheng Chumo on the side couldn't help but brush up his presence.
"Yes, yes, my child feels the same way." The second brother Cheng Chuliang also hurriedly rubbed his hands.
"Yes, yes, yes, you are all good children, and you deserve your father's painstaking teachings." General Cheng picked up a cup of Cheng's secret Sanlejiang, which was not intoxicating but nourishing.
The four of them, father and son, drank together and winked together for a long time before they could catch their breath.
The spirited General Cheng slapped the table several times.
"Come here, hurry up and get a pen and paper, come on, come on, Sanlang, hurry up and write down what you just said, so that I can think about it later and devote myself to the court."
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After more than half an hour, Cheng Chubi yawned and put down his pen, said goodbye to his father, wandered back to his yard and fell asleep.
As for what my biological father wants to do with the things he wrote, haha... That's my biological father, so I love him.
After watching the dizzy third brother wander away, the eldest brother and second brother did not leave.
As a united and friendly Cheng family, the eldest brother Cheng Chumo whispered worriedly.
"Dad, my third brother is trying to do this for the sake of King Jiangxia and Princess Jinyang. Isn't the risk too great?"
"If His Majesty knew about it, I'm afraid my third brother would not be able to reap the benefits."
"Nonsense, it's weird if you can get good results." General Cheng complained angrily.
Then a big slap was slapped on the thousands-word explanation written by Cheng Sanlang that the Tang Dynasty should not make peace with Tubo.
"If we didn't have this thing, dad and I would directly stop your third brother from doing whatever you want, but with this thing, it's different..."
"The King of Jiangxia does not want his beloved daughter to marry in a foreign country, and your third brother's fiancée Jinyang also does not want such a thing to happen."
"Lao San is always full of clever ideas. Although I dare not say that the method he came up with will make His Majesty stop thinking about getting married, it will definitely shake His Majesty's determination."
"Then, give this analysis of our old Cheng family to His Majesty. Haha..."
"I am at least 80% sure that Your Majesty will stop thinking about getting married."
"Dad, where's the remaining 20%?" Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but ask.
"As for the 20% left, we have to wait and see. If the Tubo peace is not achieved, they will definitely become angry and humiliated. Maybe they will attack us, Longyou of the Tang Dynasty, from north to south with Xue Yantuo.
Who will bear the consequences? How to bear it?"
"But having said that, Jing Lao San's random fabrication made the people of the Tang Dynasty and even the civil and military officials of the DPRK believe it.
It was obvious that Tubo knew about Xue Yantuo's intention to go south, and then they thought of taking advantage of others' danger, haha..."
The eldest brother Cheng Chumo wiped his face. Although his biological father and his third brother looked different, they were evil-minded, oh no... but their minds were quite flexible.
Subconsciously, I glanced sideways at the second brother next to me and saw the second brother secretly yawning.
Cheng Chumo couldn't help but feel a little proud. At least his brain was much better than that of his second brother.
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In Chang'an City, Ludongzan was strolling in the post house arranged for them by Nahonglu Temple.
I have been staying in Chang'an for several days. The emperor of the Tang Dynasty is not in Chang'an but in Luoyang.
Whether he can go to Luoyang still requires the approval of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
Therefore, he and the members of the mission could only continue to stay in the bustling city of Chang'an and wait.
He originally wanted to go out for a walk, but now that it was winter, there was no time to go shopping.
Moreover, he was the prime minister of Tubo and the head of the mission. Even if he could leave the post house, he would not be free. It would be better to stay here and feel more comfortable.
His favorite son Qin Ling has already gone for a stroll. With this handsome Tubo boy's keen observation and cleverness, he will definitely be able to get a lot of the information he needs.
At the same moment, Qin Ling, who was wandering around Chang'an City curiously accompanied by the Tubo tycoon Shang Nima, felt that his eyes were almost running out.
Even though this was not the first time for a walk, Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, was so prosperous that it was outrageous.
The population of this city is probably comparable to the population of the entire country of Tubo.
Such a scale made Qin Ling envious, jealous, and even greedy.
Why does such a rich and prosperous capital belong to the Tang people and not to our Tubo people?
Just when Qin Ling's mind was spinning, at the street corner ahead, a newsboy was being surrounded by people...