"Yes, yes, what Mr. said is right, everything must be decided by God, I do everything according to Mr.'s words, I just hope that Mr. can show me a clear way!"

Li Chenghong saw that Du Qianyun was silent in thought, so he patted his head again and said:

"Didn't Mr. just say that he was going to see Trisong Dezan? I don't know if Mr. will deign to work ......"

"No, Your Majesty must not be involved in this matter, and even pretend not to know, so that even if the villain is defeated, His Majesty will not be implicated......"

Du Qianyun's words frightened Li Chenghong, didn't he just see Trisong Dezan, a little Zampu who had no real power, as for such serious consequences?

However, when he saw that Du Qianyun said something serious, he couldn't help but believe it a little, so he stopped talking with interest.

Du Gan transported out of the Ten Princes' Mansion and got into an inconspicuous carriage.

After all, the little Tibetan Zampu Trisong Dezan is a teenager in his early tens, even if there is more depression in his heart, he can always suppress the young man's heart, and as soon as he is in good spirits, he leads a retinue to climb the Qinzheng Building and overlook the scenery outside the Xingqing Palace.

Since living in Xingqing Palace, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie has been polite and polite to Trisong Dezan, except that he is not allowed to step out of Xingqing Palace, most of his activities in the palace are unrestricted.

At this time, Chang'an City had been depressed for most of the time, and the East Market, which was far away from Qinzheng Building, was also lifeless, and there were few pedestrians on the streets, but this scene was full of curiosity in the eyes of Trisong Dezan. In Tibet, the largest royal city did not have many residents and houses, and Chang'an under the feet seemed to have no end in sight, and everywhere in the eyes were cornices and arches, undulating high and low.

"Basanxi, you say, is it better to be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, or is it better to be the Zampu of our Tibetan?"

Basanxi is the chief general of the Zampu Guard, although due to the restrictions of the Great Minister Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, there are few people under his command, but his loyalty to the little Zampu is irreplaceable.

"Naturally, it's good to be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, but in the past, he was the Khan of the Heavens!"

Little Zamp pursed his lips, his face full of disapproval.

"What kind of Khan, isn't it like a soil rat on the plateau, burrowing into the ground and hiding?"

Having said that, Basanxi always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find a suitable answer for a while.

"Now it's really like a ground rat, but in the past, our Tibetan Zampu also had to pay tribute to the Heavenly Khan!"

"There is such a sentence in the Tang Dynasty books taught by Mr., called this time and that time, the day Khan of the year is now no different from the earth rat, if the prime minister can lead the Tubo army to take Tongguan, and then march to Luoyang ......"

The young man's heart is the same, and Trisong Dezan also forgot that he was just a puppet-like puppet, and even shouted a few hello for Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie.

Perhaps it was a group of people on the Qinzheng Building who alarmed the pedestrians on the street, and people stopped and looked up. A year ago, it was still a place where the Emperor Taishang looked out from afar, but now there is a young man in a cloak and strange clothes.

"How ridiculous is that Hu Er Mu is crowned by a monkey!"

I don't know which one shouted, and it immediately caused the pedestrians on the street to stop and laugh. Many bold people even pointed and laughed at the young man in Hufu upstairs who was diligent and honest.

Chisong Dezan knows Chinese, and when he heard the people of Chang'an laughing at him for being a monkey, his still somewhat childish face was already flushed, and he really wanted to shout in public that he was not a monkey, but Zampu who occupied Chang'an.

However, thinking of this, Trisong Dezan hesitated and became depressed. Because he is basically a puppet in the hands of Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, he is no different from a monkey in this respect.

Finally, tears burst out of his eyes, and in just an instant, he was completely out of the mood to see the excitement, and hurriedly went down to the Qinzheng Building with a retinue and returned to the courtyard where he lived.

Back in the study, Trisong Detsen suddenly found that there was a eunuch standing in the study that he had never seen before. After Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie entered Xingqing Palace with Xiao Zampu, most of the eunuchs inside were retained, so he didn't think there was anything strange, and only waved his hand to signal the eunuch to go out.

Unexpectedly, after three gestures in a row, the eunuch was indifferent, and the irritable temper of the young man Trisong Dezan also came up.

"Bastard looking for death, don't you get out of here!"

The eunuch raised his head, and Trisong Detsen suddenly found that this man had a beard, although it was sparse, but it was always there. According to his understanding, the eunuchs of the Tang Dynasty could not grow beards because they cut off the words below.

"Who are you?"

Tri Song Dezan was very intelligent, and immediately realized that this person had a different identity.

"In Xia Du Qianyun, I brought an answer to Zampu's uncle!"

"Uncle, are you sent by your uncle?"

Trisong Detsen's eyes were full of surprise, at first he thought that his note had been ignored, but now it seemed that he was too anxious.

"What does my uncle say, is he willing to help me?"

Du Qianyun was amazed at the goodness of the Chinese language of Tubo Zampu. Although the tone is stiff, when it has not affected the communication at all.

"Your Majesty is willing to help Zan Pu get rid of the power and take charge of the dynasty alone!"

Although the voice of this sentence was deliberately suppressed, the words were clear, and it fell on Xiao Zampu's ears and stimulated him unbearably, and his eyes shone with excitement. However, he did not express the excitement in his heart, but raised a little question.

"Uncle can't protect himself, how can he help me?"

Du Qianyun smiled slightly, and only asked back:

"If the prime minister dies suddenly, does Zampu have the ability to control the situation?"

"This ......"

To tell the truth, Tri Song Detsen was frightened by these words, even if he hated Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie to the core, he never thought of killing him, but the Tang people in front of him spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he could kill the Tubo Prime Minister like crushing an ant at any time.

But he only hesitated for a moment, and then replied:

"If the great minister is gone, I can naturally restrain the army in the name of Zampu, please return to my uncle on this point, so that he doesn't have any worries. ”

"That's good, but Your Majesty still has one condition, please ask Zampu to agree. ”

"Don't say one condition, that is, ten or eight, and I also agreed. ”

Du Qianyun stretched his tone and smiled:

"Zampumo is in a hurry to agree, why don't you listen to what you say before making a statement?"

There was a rather playful look in his eyes, and Trisong Detsen was a sensitive man by nature, and this kind of look made him very uncomfortable.

"How can my uncle harm me?"

"Zampu is so open-minded, that's what I'll say next. Once the matter is accomplished, I only hope that Zampu will restrain the army, evacuate Chang'an within seven days, and return to Tibet!"

As he spoke, Du Qianyun's eyes stared at Chisong Dezan without blinking, only to see that the flesh on the young man's face suddenly froze, and then quickly relaxed, and smiled in return.

"What should I ask for, I have long been tired of the depression in Chang'an, and I can't wait to return to Tubo as soon as possible. Please also tell my uncle that as long as the big thing is done, I have no intention of staying here!"

Trisong Dezan paused, and suddenly asked:

"I wonder what my uncle is going to do?"

After all, he was still a teenager, and he was very curious about how the Tang Dynasty people planned to kill Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie.

"Is it an assassination?"

Du Qianyun's face was expressionless, neither affirming nor denying.

"I beg your pardon for the following. ”

Asking for a boredom, Chi Song Dezan smiled awkwardly, and was just about to say a little gossip to relieve it, but Du Qianyun got up and said goodbye.

It wasn't until there was only one person left in the study, that he ordered someone to invite the deputy minister Yixi Wangpo for a long time. Yixi Wangbo is his teacher, and although he is named the deputy minister, he does not have half of the real power in his hands under the exclusion of Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie. Only one thing, this person, like Basanhi, is loyal to little Zampu.

"How can Zampu agree to come down in one go?"

After listening to Trisong Detsen's retelling, Yixi Wangpo rebuked in a low voice. But little Zamp showed a hint of slyness and a slightly mischievous smile.

"If you say yes, you must fulfill it? Didn't you also say it in the Tang people's military book, this is called 'soldiers are not tired of cheating!'"

After listening to the explanation of the little Zampu Trisong Dezan, which was almost a scoundrel, Yixi Wangbo turned his worries into joy, knowing that this student was not the pedantic person, and he felt that there was a successor to the old Zampu, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist.

But suddenly, Yixi Wangbo lowered his voice again, and hurriedly warned Akamatsu Dezan, who had a rather smug face:

"Zampu must completely clear up the involvement in this matter, and in case of failure, he must always make Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie unable to find the problem!"

"Sir, put your heart in your stomach, I have already thought about it, everything is Tang people, we won't even stretch a finger out of it, so naturally it will have nothing to do with it!"

Jingzhao Mansion Prison, Jingzhao Yin Li Guangbi, who had just taken office, entered the open prison door with a retinue. The jailer cautiously followed the errand, lest he lose the errand by the slightest negligence.

"Where is Choi Sang-ko-kan held?"

"Choi Sang-gong?"

The jailer was stunned, and immediately replied:

"Yes, in prison, no, but ......"

"Don't be verbose, just take someone to see your father-in-law!"

The jailers said that they were suffering, and Yu Chaoen tortured Cui Jian in every way when he was in charge of Jingzhao Mansion, and they naturally did not lack the help of these jailers. Who would have thought that thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi would become so fast.

"What are you doing?"

Li Guangbi didn't have the slightest smile on his face from beginning to end, and now he glared again, almost scared half of the jailer's three souls and seven spirits, and hurriedly led him to the cell where Cui Jian was being held.

The further he walked in, the more foul it felt, Li Guangbi couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, he had also been to Jingzhao Mansion Prison before, but it was not so bad at that time.

The jailer stopped outside a cell, opened the cell door in three or two clicks, and the stench inside almost made Li Guangbi faint, only to see an old man nested on the wheat straw pile, his gray hair was dirty and messy, and his clothes were stained with blood, and none of them were intact.

"Cui Xianggong, Da Yin has come to see you!"

The jailer said tremblingly.