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Chapter 1960 Apa, listen to the boy's advice, stay in the Tang Dynasty

Lu Dongzan and his son, who had been tied up like human beings with smelly socks stuffed in their mouths and dirt still on their bodies, turned their heads with difficulty.

They saw King Wu Li Ke, Cheng Sanlang, Li Zhen, and an unknown general standing in front of the carriage, covering their mouths and noses, looking over with wide eyes.

Behind them, there were more people, all looking towards this side in amazement.

At this moment, Lu Dongzan really had the urge to dig a hole with his toes and bury himself in the ball.

Finally freed from their restraints, the father and son, after washing and changing clothes in the guest room, finally felt as if they were seeing the sun.

After they came out of the house, the father and son hugged each other, patted each other on the back, and celebrated the aftermath of the disaster.

The few followers who also survived were wiping tears frequently.

Worrying that the survivors of the disaster would be too embarrassing for Lu Dongzan and his son, Cheng Sanlang and others went ahead to deal with the members of the Tibetan envoys.

At this moment, in the inner courtyard of the restaurant, only their father and son were still with them, after some sighs and sighs.

After a whole night of tossing, Qin Ling, who had not yet eaten a grain of rice, could not help but touch his empty belly when he smelled the aroma of food wafting over.

"Apa, are you hungry? Should we get something to eat first?"

After hearing Qin Ling's words, both Lu Dongzan and his followers swallowed their saliva and looked towards the kitchen in front of them.

After Cheng Sanlang and others jumped out, the kitchen was once again taken over by the restaurant's original chefs.

"Is there anything to eat here?" Naturally, the two followers couldn't let their master and young master take action, so they rushed over quickly, copying their half-baked Guanzhong Mandarin.

The head chef had just watched the excitement from the front and knew that these red-cheeked Tibetan barbarians from the plateau were the nobles whom His Highness King Wu and others had come to ask for.

Naturally, he didn't dare to offend, so when he saw these two people looking like they were drooling, he quickly smiled to please them.

"Two eldest brothers, of course there are some. These are all, but for those that have been loaded on the plate, I think they may have been drugged by Xiao Cheng Taibao..."

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After the two Tubo people heard the general idea, one of them glanced at the large pot of meat next to him that had not yet been filled out and asked.

"What about what's in this cauldron?"

"Probably...probably not."

The head chef is a little unsure about his authenticity. After all, he was later forced to become a food delivery clerk, so he is not sure about the subsequent development of the chef.

"He means not." The two Tibetans looked at each other and nodded in unison.

Then the two of them took action and carried the big pot out directly, and then rushed back to ask for the plates. After all, they were so hungry now that they didn't care about the dishes and the bowls of chopsticks.

Besides, Tibetan people don't need any chopsticks at ordinary times. The butcher knife on their waist can replace all dining utensils.

Soon, a group of Tubo people, including Lu Dongzan and his son, were there with knives or chopsticks, bringing pieces of fragrant meat to their mouths, blowing on them and chewing them.

After all, they had been on tenterhooks all night and were already starving. However, Cheng Sanlang's cooking skills were among the best in the world, and they both had their mouths full of oil.

The discerning entourage went to fetch bowls and filled each of Qin Ling and Lu Dongzan with a bowl of thick and fragrant broth.

Eating meat and drinking broth, at this moment Lu Dongzan and his son felt that they had eaten the most relaxing and enjoyable meal in their lives.

I originally thought that I wouldn't even have a chance to eat until I was decapitated, but now, the feeling of comfort after the disaster and the temptation of delicious food are really amazing.

"Apa, do we still want to return to Tubo?"

After eating a few pieces of meat and a bowl of hot soup, Qin Ling suddenly felt energetic again, touching his ribs that were still aching, and asked in a low voice.

Lu Dongzan swallowed the thick soup in his mouth with satisfaction, and a sad smile appeared on his face.

"We, father and son, can indeed go back, but how will we face the censure of the king after we go back?"

"Before, all the members of the envoys unanimously regarded our father and son as traitors who betrayed Tibet."

"And after experiencing the conflict just now, they will not think that our father and son are on the same journey as them."

"When we return to Tubo, even if you and I are lucky enough to survive, I'm afraid we won't be able to get ahead in this life..."

Seeing the sad expression of his biological father Lu Dongzan with tears in his eyes, Qinling nodded silently, thought for a while, and bowed to the ground with difficulty.

"Apa, listen to your advice and stay in Datang, right?"

"Songtsen Gampo was not a broad-minded hero to begin with. The previous Prime Minister Shang Nang, who had made outstanding achievements but ended up miserable, is the ironclad proof."

"What's more, in order to seduce Xiangxiong, he used his sister as a tool. In order to maintain his power, he asked Apa to marry Nibala on his behalf, and then he wanted to marry the princess of Tang Dynasty."

"Now, the marriage mission has failed, and we, father and son, have been slandered as national traitors by Na Tashi and other thieves who want to shirk their responsibilities."

"They are the confidants of the country's leader. What's more, the old dog Tashi proudly told the child that he had sent back to Tubo with irrefutable evidence that our father and son had foreign connections..."

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Lu Dongzan couldn't help but feel pain in his heart when he saw his beloved son prostrating himself in front of him, speaking sincerely and eloquently.

He quickly stretched out his hand to help Qin Ling up, gently patted his beloved son Qin Ling's shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, Apa knows how the king manages his subordinates."

"With the current situation, even if I had a thousand mouths, I wouldn't be able to explain it clearly."

"I can predict that Tashi, Tunmi and others will turn against me. I am afraid that there must be His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty here to add fuel to the flames."

Having said this, Lu Dongzan couldn't help but sigh again.

"Fortunately, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has no ill intentions towards his father, and he is quite fond of his father. From now on, I am afraid that you and my son will really have no choice but to be the ministers who betray the emperor..."

Perhaps because of his excessive mood swings, Lu Dongzan felt that his legs were a little weak and couldn't help but beat his legs.

The attendant on the side quickly brought a horse tie and asked Lu Dongzan to sit on the small horse tie.

Lu Dongzan couldn't help but yawned loudly, and was about to continue talking about this important event with his son.

Then the kitchen staff, who were very tired from delivering the food to the table, saw the Tubo people feasting there.

While eating and drinking, I immediately became ravenous.

"Boss, they've been eating and drinking for a long time. It's okay. Let's get organized. Everyone has been busy for so long, and they are all very dressed up."

The head chef swallowed Xingzi and glanced at the delicacies. "Don't move those who put them on the plates. There may be some sweat medicine. Let's eat what's in the pot."

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