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Chapter 1916 Does uncle want to get this outstanding man?

Lu Dongzan stared blankly at General Tashi striding away. He raised his hand to say hello, but in the end, he could only sigh dejectedly.

Qin Ling sat aside with a livid face and said angrily.

"Apa, Tashi is so rude. He yelled like this without asking why."

Sambuza, the most well-read scholar in Tubo, frowned at this moment and looked worriedly at Lu Dongzan, who was frowning and thinking hard.

"Prime Minister, how about I go and persuade General Tashi? He is your Majesty's confidant. If he is dissatisfied with the Prime Minister, I will be worried..."

Lu Dongzan looked up to the sky helplessly and sighed with a bitter smile.

"Such a vulgar person has a stubborn nature. Not to mention you, that's what he is. I'm afraid I won't be able to persuade him."

Sambuza nodded slightly with a gloomy face.

"But the prime minister, he is the close friend of the king. Compared with you and me, the king trusts these close friends more than you and me."

"I don't know the truth, but the failure of this mission is indeed unexpected. Even the king of the country will find it hard to believe it..."

Having said this, the smile on Lu Dongzan's face became more and more desolate.

"Apa, Mr. Sambuza and I heard the words of King Wu of the Tang Kingdom today, and then we realized that Cheng Sanlang was the most outstanding talent in the Tang Kingdom."

"It's just that because he comes from a martial arts family and is at odds with those wealthy families, his reputation is not very good."

"Apa, you lost to him. In the words of King Wu of the Tang Dynasty...it's actually not surprising."

After hearing this, Lu Dongzan looked at his son Qin Ling with some displeasure, but Qin Ling still said bravely.

"My child thinks that when Apa writes to the king, you'd better praise Cheng Sanlang more, so..."

"That's enough. A win is a win and a loss is a loss. You can go down first. I'm tired and want to have a good rest."

Qinling had no choice but to exit the room with Nasangbuza. The two stood outside the room, looking at the room where the lights were not turned off, and looked at each other.

"That's all, let the prime minister have a good rest. By the way, eldest son, when we said goodbye to the King of Wu of Tang Dynasty today, what did he say to you?"

The words that Wu King Li Ke whispered to him in a low voice flashed through Qin Ling's mind, which made the newly grown man's heart throb, and he quickly shook his head.

"It's nothing. He just said that he and I were talking about speculation. He said that if he had time tomorrow, he would come over and take me to a good place in Luoyang."

"..."

Hearing this, Sambuza nodded slightly, and after taking a few steps, he paused and whispered advice.

"My eldest son, now that the prime minister has lost this battle, he has failed to complete the important tasks entrusted to him by the king. This is already a big mistake."

"You should be more careful when you act, and don't let General Tashi get the handle again."

After hearing Sambuza's words, I thought of how rude and arrogant General Tashi looked when he faced his Apa just now.

The young and energetic Qin Ling couldn't help but feel evil in his heart, but he looked moved on the surface and saluted Sambuza.

"Don't worry, sir, I will be careful."

After seeing Na Sambuza leave, Qinling turned around and wanted to go find his biological father, but at this time, the lights in the room had been extinguished.

Qin Ling was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly. He originally wanted to talk to his biological father about the content of his exchange with His Highness King Wu today.

However, it seems that although my father appears to be very strong, today's consecutive defeats have greatly stimulated my father Lu Dongzan's self-esteem.

Let's just let my biological father heal his wounds silently, and look for an opportunity to have a good chat with my biological father again.

Thinking of this, Qin Ling walked towards his house. After washing, he lay down on the warm and soft couch.

The iron stove not far away, oh, this thing was called the Zhenguan stove in the Tang Dynasty, and white steam was rising from the spout of the kettle on the stove.

Qinling lay on this warm and comfortable bed, reminiscing about the delicious food he had tasted today, even if he was already full.

But when he recalled the delicious food and the sweet wine, Qin Ling felt that the first ten years of his life had been wasted.

I am increasingly looking forward to meeting His Highness King Wu of Tang State tomorrow and starting a new adventure.

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Li Shimin was sitting in front of the desk at the moment, dealing with the unsolved official documents, and from time to time he turned his head to look at the dripping copper kettle not far away.

He couldn't help but frown. Zhao Kun had been away for almost half an hour, but he still hadn't brought Cheng Sanlang back.

Could it be that after the boy and Lu Dongzan decided the winner, he had already rushed to the construction site outside the city to work hard?

At this moment, I heard the sound of footsteps. When I looked up, I saw that it was Zhao Kun leading the way, followed by Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke, shoulder to shoulder.

Looking at his son's pretty face, which was as red as a monkey's ass, Li Shimin suddenly felt evil and put down the pen in his hand.

"Ke'er, what's going on with you?"

Li Ke glanced at Brother Chu Bi next to him, and could only bow to his biological father honestly.

"My child has met his father. He just played cards with Brother Chu Bi and a group of brothers. If he loses, he wants to drink..."

"..." Li Shimin glanced at Cheng Sanlang, who was steady as a chicken and as quiet as a chicken, with a dark look on his face, and then took a look at his own son.

He rubbed his temples with a headache and said angrily.

"Okay, hurry up and sit down. Do you know why I called you two here?"

Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke, who were drinking and playing cards with a group of gangsters in a restaurant, were then picked up by Zhao Kun and sneaked over. How could they know this?

He could only shake his head with a confused expression and wait for the emperor to speak.

Li Shimin stroked his long beard and decided to tell the truth. After all, there was no need to beat around the bush with a junior.

The important thing is that Cheng Sanlang's brain circuit is not very serious. Maybe you say something to him and he thinks it is something else.

"I won't hide it from you. The Tubo envoy Lu Dongzan is really a very talented man. I admire him very much."

Hearing Uncle Li's words, Cheng Sanlang's eyes suddenly lit up. Sure enough, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was dressed in epic equipment, was indeed very interested in the red-faced man from the plateau.

Li Shimin didn't notice Cheng Sanlang's gossipy expression and continued to think on his own.

"So, I'm wondering if I can convince him or impress him so that he can stay in the Tang Dynasty and serve the Tang Dynasty."

"Nephew, I understand." Cheng Sanlang showed a smile that was exactly what I expected, and raised his eyebrows proudly at Li Ke standing aside.

Then he saluted Uncle Li, who had turned his head, and stretched out a hand with a sinister expression, his fingers curled into a hook shape.

"Uncle wants to get this outstanding man."

"?!?!?!"


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