Chapter 2120 Is it possible that the old man's clothes today are not conservative enough?
"They will definitely ask for help from Tubo. If the ruler of Tubo ignores them, then I, the Tang Dynasty, can take over this large area of land."
"And Li's army has forced the Tubo people into Doma City, which is an important natural pass that Tuyuhun has been operating for many years.
It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we have tens of thousands of elites from the Tang Dynasty, we might be able to take them, but I really don't think highly of Tuyuhun's combat power.
However, although Doma City is urgent and difficult to capture, our Tang Dynasty does not need to capture Doma City. At this time, we only need an elite division to go south along the river..."
At this moment, everyone had moved to the Yanjia Hall where the sand table was placed.
At this moment, the military god of the Tang Dynasty was holding the edge of the huge sand table with one hand and holding a long stick with the other hand, pointing at the uneven sand table.
And following his statement, everyone in the civil and military personnel quickly realized that he was behind the plan.
Even though the Yaozhou Governor's Mansion could not stop the entire Tubo army, it could rely on the Iron Bridge City to firmly block the Tibetan forces to the north of the Iron Bridge City.
At this time, Jiannan Dao and Li Ji will work together to control all the land along Zishan Mountain and north of Menmani Mountain.
This is equivalent to opening up the connection between Jiannan Road of the Tang Dynasty and Longyou, so that the isolated cities of Yazhou, Songzhou and Fuzhou, which were the only remaining achievements of the Tang Dynasty in the northern part of the plateau, have a basic base for expansion and management.
After listening to the detailed strategic explanation by Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Xuanling nodded in agreement.
"I really didn't expect that they would actually think of cooperating with the Bon master and announcing that under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, the slave system of Tubo would be abolished."
"As long as you give me Datang enough time, I believe that Datang will be able to win over many forces on the plateau and gain a firm foothold."
Of course there is nothing wrong with what Fang Daxiang said, and it makes perfect sense.
But many ministers didn't understand what this famous Tang Dynasty Prime Minister wanted to do.
After all, he rarely speaks so enthusiastically when making decisions.
It's not just because his biological son Fang Erlang is among the demonic group in Yaozhou Governor's Mansion.
If this can be accomplished, it will definitely be a great achievement.
As for Fang Jun, the son of Fang Prime Minister who abandoned literature and turned to martial arts, he has embarked on a new career path for the old Fang family.
And this Fang Erlang, who in history could only eat and wait for death, with green grass above his head, will surely become the backbone of the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty's military.
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Fang Xuanling left the palace with a smile on her face, got on her horse with a smile on her face, and returned to her house with a smile on her face.
Even after returning home, when he was changing his clothes, he saw the old maid who was changing his clothes, whose appearance and age were a little unreasonable.
She still had a cheerful expression, which made the old maid, who was used to seeing her master's rigid and insensitive expression, a little frightened.
Is it possible that what I am wearing today is not conservative enough? Or maybe I have seen too much of myself and my aesthetics has begun to become distorted?
What if Master, oh, what should I do? I feel sorry for my bad old man, no matter what...
Fang Xuanling happily changed out of her old clothes, stretched out her hands and waited for the old maid to put on her home clothes.
But when he saw the worried look on the old maid with too unique features, she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"That...who is that? Do you have something on your mind?"
"Ah...no, no, I have nothing, slave."
"...Since you don't have it, why don't you put it on me quickly?" Fang Xuanling rolled his eyes unhappily and quickly averted his gaze.
There is no way, the maids that the lady has arranged for her are really not up to the mark.
Although it is still a little far away from affecting appetite, the problem is...well, after all, the lady is the mistress of the house, and the lady is the most beautiful, which is normal.
The maid, who was no younger than her master, carefully changed the clothes of the master who looked less than happy.
When I took the clothes my master had changed and left the house, I heard my master humming a tune from inside.
It seems to be the song "The First Snow in the Fifteenth Year of Zhenguan" that the Second Young Master often sang to his mistress when he was in the mansion.
Shengsheng sang so hard that the maid's face changed so much that she didn't even bother to take the old clothes she had changed to for washing, so she just took the clothes and rushed to the backyard immediately.
After all, this is a house, and nothing, no matter what kind of disturbance, can be hidden from the mistress Lu who has eyes and ears in all directions.
At this moment, the mistress, Mrs. Lu, was sitting beside the iron stove with the two daughters-in-law in the inner courtyard, fighting with the landlord.
After all, as a member of the Yao Mozi trio, Fang Erlang had already become a bamboo card master under the influence of Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke.
As his family members, they naturally learned this kind of chess and card game that integrates leisure, entertainment, and intelligence.
Even the Prime Minister of Fang will play a few games with his family members from time to time, so that he can not only enjoy the joy of victory, but also make the relationship between his family members more harmonious.
It's just like it's cold today and the cold wind is howling outside. Everyone is idle. It's better to play bamboo cards and do household chores.
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The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted happily while playing bamboo cards, and beside them were the stomach-nourishing black tea, which is most suitable for drinking in winter, and some exquisite snacks.
At this moment, the maid carrying old clothes came outside and opened the door curtain.
Mrs. Lu raised her eyelids, took out a straight piece and threw it down, and said slowly, "But the master is back?"
"Yes, madam, it's just that the master's situation today is a bit strange..." The old maid bowed to the two young ladies, then whispered into Lu's ear.
Lu, who was still playing the bamboo cards with great interest, suddenly raised his eyebrows, but Lu still calmly finished playing the cards in his hand.
Then he showed a kind smile to the two daughters-in-law. "I go over and see the master."
"Mother-in-law, let's go with you, just in time to pay my respects to my father-in-law." Princess Gaoyang quickly stood up and said.
The gentle-tempered eldest daughter-in-law on the side also nodded with a smile.
"Okay, let's go there together."
Mrs. Lu looked at the second daughter-in-law who had entered the house and had a sweet relationship with Erlang. She also had a very sweet mouth and was very good at dealing with others. She nodded with satisfaction.
The Prime Minister of the Fang Dynasty has already arrived in the study, and is sitting in the study, making himself a cup of chrysanthemum tea that can clear the liver, improve eyesight, and maintain health.
I picked up one of my favorite books and hummed the familiar song "The First Snow in the Fifteenth Year of Zhenguan".