Chapter 1921 Don't worry, brother Qinling, I am also a serious person for my brother
Nima stayed in his room. At this moment, the candles in the room had already been blown out by him.
He did not fall asleep, but sat in front of the warm Zhenguan stove, looking at the closed window not far away with bright eyes.
His heart was racing through rivers and seas at this moment. Cheng Sanlang's words today were like the temptation of the devil, making his heart unable to calm down at all.
If Cheng Sanlang wanted to deal with himself, a wealthy Tubo businessman who had no background or support in the Tang Dynasty, he would...
It was just as he said, he only needed to place the "Chang'an Xun Bao" towards the Tibetan envoys, and then connect his name with the contents of the "Chang'an Xun Bao".
Nima felt that he would never have a chance to get an explanation, and would definitely become the scapegoat for the failure of the Tibetan envoys' marriage at the first opportunity.
In that case, everything about you, whether it is wealth or family, will be affected.
With the temperament of the Tubo leader who would rather kill the wrongdoer than let go when facing betrayers, Nima felt that he would never be able to return to the plateau alive.
But if I am willing to surrender to the Tang Dynasty and follow Cheng Sanlang's advice...
It is also very likely that he will lose everything, whether it is wealth, family, or even countless relatives and friends in Xiangxiong Kingdom.
However, there is another possibility here. What if I really accomplish something with Cheng Sanlang and the support of Datang?
When I think of the huge benefits and generous rewards that will be brought to me after success.
The important thing is that Datang, but Datang would really do what Cheng Sanlang said, for a little-known person like himself.
For the Tang Dynasty, would a wealthy businessman from the Plateau, who was not even good enough, place such a heavy bet?
Nima couldn't help but fell into deep confusion, but his hand was holding the booklet tightly.
It is the short story "Strange Things Can Live" specially written in vernacular by Cheng Sanlang...
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Qin Ling, the future Prime Minister of Tibet and the beloved son of Tibetan Prime Minister Lu Dongzan, has just turned sixteen, and I don’t know if he is still a boy.
At this moment, he was following Li Ke, the bad prince of the Tang Dynasty and an excellent royal toolman, riding a carriage and marching slowly down the busiest long street in Sigongfang.
Although Qin Ling was Lu Dongzan's beloved son, he was still in the Tubo country, which was almost entirely composed of tribes.
I have never been to such a similar entertainment and leisure hall, let alone under the education of Lu Dongzan, who has a strict family style.
Qin Ling, whose thinking is still conservative, has been looking forward to it from the beginning, but now he seems a little uneasy.
Qin Ling listened to the singing and laughing of warblers and swallows coming from outside the carriage. While his heart was in turmoil, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
If my father knew that he and His Highness King Wu of the Tang Dynasty were so immoral, he would probably end up with something like that.
"Your Highness, how about we go back..."
After hearing this, Li Ke burst out laughing heartily.
"Haha... Brother Xian, you don't have to be like this. I understand your mentality very well. It's the first time, and I can't let go. I'm even nervous to the point of being incoherent..."
"Brother Youwei is here, so there won't be any problems. What's more, God knows what happens here. You know it and I know it. Don't worry..."
"This, this is really not appropriate. I'm worried about what might happen..."
"Okay, okay, we've come here, we can't just go back. Don't worry, as a brother, I am also a serious person.
Let’s find a serious place to have a drink, listen to music and nothing else.”
Seeing the righteous look on the face of His Highness King Wu in front of him, Qin Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Did he refuse too decisively? What if...
Just when Qin Ling was thinking wildly, the carriage had already turned into a small alley and arrived at a side door.
Then, Qin Ling heard the reply coming from outside the carriage.
"Ouch, it turns out that Brother Li is here again. The young master is inside, right..."
"Don't ask any more questions and open the door quickly." The voice of Li Ke's guard leader Li De sounded very upright and awe-inspiring from outside.
"Hey, hey... By the way, eldest brother of the Li family, should we follow the old rules?"
"Well... let's follow the old rules first. My young master will tell you what happens later."
"Okay, okay..."
Listening to the replies coming from outside the carriage, and looking at His Highness King Wu who was calm and composed in front of him, Qin Ling suddenly felt much more at ease in his heart.
It was as if I had boarded a vehicle bound for paradise and saw that the driver was an experienced driver who could control the reins with one hand.
As a passenger, what else do you have to worry about? Besides, it’s already here, how can you still jump out of the car halfway?
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When Qin Ling got off the carriage, he looked at the quiet and elegant pavilion, as well as the various paper flowers and ribbons that still looked so beautiful even in winter.
There are also those young ladies with picturesque eyebrows, affectionate smiles, fair skin and beautiful faces, who look so intellectual and elegant.
Some are holding a fan and shaking it, some have flowing sleeves, some are lazily reclining and reading a book, or some are dressing up as a handsome man and writing, all of them are smart and beautiful.
This made Qin Ling, a Tubo boy (or iron) man who could only stay in the tribe and at most look like a pretty little maid, feel as if he had arrived in a fairyland.
Seeing the young man Qin Ling's look as if he was dazzled by the colorful world, Li Ke was extremely proud.
A big palm held Qin Ling's arm. "Let's go, follow my brother, hahahaha..."
His Royal Highness King Wu and Qin Ling disappeared into the depths of the most upscale brothel in Sigongfang. As for whether it is serious or not, hehe...
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But at this moment, Cheng Sanlang was seriously looking at Nima, the wealthy businessman from the plateau in front of him.
Looking at his expression that was nervous, yet full of desire, and mixed with ambition.
Listening to his endless statements in front of me, if it were not for the overall strategy of the Tang Dynasty and for the situation on the plateau to form a situation between two heroes competing for hegemony.
Only Cheng Chubi suppressed his inner impatience and listened to Nima's somewhat incoherent expressions and statements with a very serious expression.
From time to time, I would patiently give the other person a heads up and give this shrewd man who spent the first half of his life in business a straight edge.
After speaking for almost half an hour, Nima, who was thirsty and tongue-tied, looked longingly at Cheng Sanlang in front of him.
His eyes were full of anxiety and expectation, hoping to get hints from the meaningful smile on Cheng Sanlang's face.