After the defeat of Murong Fuyun, the Tang Dynasty faced the problem of how to deal with the country of Tuyuhun.

At that time, there were two choices: first, to erase it from this world and establish a state capital in its place; Second, foster a pro-Tang regime and let it stand guard at the western gate of the Tang Empire to guard against and restrain the states of the Western Regions.

Clearly, the latter is more cost-effective, more sophisticated, and more morally magnificent.

In this case, Murong Fuyun's eldest son, Murong Shun, was pushed to the fore by Emperor Taizong.

Murong Shun was sent to Chang'an as a hostage since he was a child, lived in the mainland for a long time, and had a sense of closeness to the Central Plains Dynasty, of course, he was the most suitable to act as the king of Tuyu Hunxin.

In May of the ninth year of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong issued an edict to allow Tuyuhun to restore the country, and canonized Murong Shun as the eighteenth Khan of Tuyuhun and the king of Pingxi County of the Tang Dynasty. In addition, Emperor Taizong also ordered Li Daliang, the governor of Liangzhou, to lead his troops to stay in Tuyuhun in case Murong Shun could not control the people's hearts.

After Tuyuhun was calmed down, the camel bells on the Silk Road became lively again as usual.

However, beneath the surface prosperity lies new crises and hidden dangers.

Soon after, Murong Shun was killed by his countrymen and made his son Murong Nuo king. Murong Nuo was young when he succeeded to the throne, and the domestic ministers fought for power, and civil strife broke out. Emperor Taizong ordered the general Hou Jun to gather help and put down the opposition.

It was precisely because the Tang Dynasty beat Tuyuhun too badly that Tuyuhun lost its vitality, which laid the groundwork for the later Tubo to destroy Tuyuhun.

In fact, except for the Murong family, most of the people in Tuyuhun are Qiang and Dangxiang people, and their living habits and beliefs are similar to those of Tubo, and it is reasonable for them to turn to Tubo.

Lu Xiaoxian glanced at the hatred water, and said in his words: "It may be a good thing in your eyes to govern Tuyuhun so well, but in Tubo Zampu, I'm afraid you don't think so!" ”

After listening to Lu Xiaoxian's words, Hatred Shui's face changed and he stopped talking.

Lu Xiaoxian smiled slightly.

To fight a snake, you have to hit seven inches, Tubo Zampu is the seven inches of Qinling, as long as you stare at this seven inches, Qinling has great ability, and only passively beaten.

……

Back at the post house, Guo Zhen covered the door and immediately questioned Lu Xiaoxian: "Master Lu, which play are you singing today?" ”

"What's that?" Lu Xiaoxian was inexplicable.

"When did Your Majesty give you that an account of kneeling?" Guo Zhen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Your Majesty hasn't confessed, I'm all making it up!" Lu Xiaoxian laughed, as if talking about something insignificant.

"You ......" Guo Zhen pointed at Lu Xiaoxian, so angry that he didn't say anything for a while.

This Lu Xiaoxian is too bold, and he dares to be pretentious, this must be known to His Majesty, it is a capital crime.

Seeing Guo Zhen's appearance, Lu Xiaoxian shook his head, sighed and said, "Lord Guo, the purpose of our coming to Tubo this time, you must be very clear. There are no eternal friends or enemies between countries, only interests. What is diplomacy, to put it bluntly, is to find ways to maximize the interests of the country, and everything else is a foil for this purpose! ”

It's the first time Guo Zhen has heard such words, and if you think about it carefully, it's like that.

Chen Xingyan was an envoy to Tibet that year, and was detained for more than ten years because of kneeling, and finally died in Tibet. This matter seems to be very disciplined, but in fact, as a messenger, he has lost a lot because of a small loss! ”

Guo Zhen's eyes widened, he didn't know what kind of fallacy Lu Xiaoxian was going to say again.

Lu Xiaoxian paused, and then said, "The task of Chen Xingyan's envoy is to try to repair the relationship between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo, and in this case, nothing else matters. However, he was obsessed with personal discipline and forgot the purpose of the mission, and although he kept his personal discipline in Tibet for more than ten years, it did not benefit the country at all. From this point of view, his mission was a failure! ”

Guo Zhen seemed to have an understanding: "That's why you made up the paragraph that Your Majesty confessed?" This is also a means to an end? ”

Lu Xiaoxian nodded: "Yes!" As long as you can achieve the purpose of this trip, nothing else matters, what kind of pretensions, how to bow down, these are not things, do it when you should do it, it's nothing! ”

"If Qin Ling really asked you to kneel, would you kneel?" Guo Zhen asked.

"Kneel and kneel, it's a big deal, and you can't die!" Lu Xiaoxian said disdainfully.

Before Guo Zhen entered the court, he did a lot of bad things, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling everything, he thought that he was undisciplined enough, but compared with Lu Xiaoxian, he found that his and Lu Xiaoxian were not at the same level at all.

Lu Xiaoxian looked like he knew it in his chest: "Besides, I put those words there, even if I wanted to kneel, he didn't dare to let me kneel." Qin Ling knew very well in his heart that he wanted to let Zampu know about this, and there was absolutely no good fruit for him to eat! ”

Guo Zhenxin palpitated and said: "It's mysterious enough, if it wasn't for Mr. Qiu's timely stopping, this matter is really hard to say!" ”

"You think Qin Ling is a fool?" Lu Xiaoxian glanced at Guo Zhen, "He had already calculated that Mr. Qiu would stop me, even if there was no Mr. Qiu, he would find another way to give himself a step!" ”

It turned out that everything was under Lu Xiaoxian's control, which caused Guo Zhen to be blind for a long time.

"What about His Majesty's handwritten letter? What to do? Guo Zhen asked again.

"This is the same thing as kneeling, let's take your time and go!" Lu Xiaoxian didn't bother to explain to him again.

Qinling has coped with it here, but when he arrives at the city of Luoqi and sees Zampu, how can he deal with it?

Guo Zhen had a headache, and he didn't bother to think about it anymore, anyway, Lu Xiaoxian would always have a way to resolve it.

But he still has a question, if he doesn't ask clearly, it will be really uncomfortable.

Guo Zhen was about to speak, but Lu Xiaoxian spoke first like an unpredictable prophet: "You want to ask me what kind of fame I am doing with that gourd, right?" ”

Guo Zhen nodded honestly, he really wanted to know.

Lu Xiaoxian smiled: "I used that gourd to warn Qinling, you have to leave some room for being a person and doing things, at least you have to leave a way back for yourself!" ”

Guo Zhen said disapprovingly: "Do you think this is useful?" How can he leave a way back for himself, do you still expect him to join us? ”

"You guessed it!" Lu Xiaoxian said mysteriously, "Before leaving, I whispered a few words to him, that is, he can come to us when he is desperate!" ”

Guo Zhen's frightened mouth couldn't be closed: "You are too bold, dare to say this!" ”

"Of course I dare to say it! Didn't you notice anything unusual about what he said after listening to me? ”

Guo Zhen recalled carefully and shook his head: "It doesn't seem to be anything unusual?" He didn't say anything! ”

"There's no indication of anything, it's something that's out of the ordinary!" Lu Xiaoxian said meaningfully, "Think about it, if it were you, and the people of the enemy country told you that you could come to take refuge when you were cornered, would you not have any expression?" ”

Guo Zhen couldn't help but nod his head when he heard it, Lu Xiaoxian's analysis was very reasonable, maybe Qinling was really tempted.

In the evening, Hate Shui led Mangbuzhi to Lu Xiaoxian's tent.

A few of the entourages who came with Mangbu Zhi put the wine and food they brought on the felt one by one, and then respectfully withdrew.

Mang Buzhi had long lost the seriousness he had when he saw him during the day, and said with a hearty smile: "Master Lu, the jar of wine you invited me to drink makes me still remember, I promised you, if you come to Fu Qi City, I will invite you to drink, and today we will get drunk and rest!" ”

"It's fun to have friends from afar!" Lu Xiaoxian also had a smile on his face, "I already feel Maben's enthusiasm!" ”

Mang Buzhi beckoned Lu Xiaoxian and Guo Zhen to sit down, and the two of them sat cross-legged in the direction of the door. Manbuzhi and Hate Water, as masters, sat down with their backs to the door.

Mang Buzhi was really enthusiastic enough, and while handing the food to Lu Xiaoxian, he introduced it to him.

Ghee topped gnocchi, cheese cake, meatloaf, cheese buns, tsamba paste, and so on. It was the first time Lu Xiaoxian had eaten such a sumptuous Tubo delicacy, of course he would not be polite.

After listening to Mangbuzhi's introduction, Lu Xiaoxian knew that the food in Tubo was very simple in the past, and after Princess Wencheng married into Tubo, a large number of cooking materials and techniques were introduced, and the cooking technology of Tubo also underwent great changes.

"Master Lu! This is the best barley wine in Tibet, come and try it! Mang Buzhi filled the wine bowl in front of Lu Xiaoxian.

Most of the life of a Tibetan man is spent with wine. A real Tibetan man cannot be without military exploits and women, let alone without wine.

"Wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants", a good man is at the wine table, even if he is a mortal enemy, after cooking wine and talking, he will give birth to a sympathy between heroes, and release his previous suspicions.

Lu Xiaoxian and Mangbu raised their glasses and pushed the lamp, handsome, heroic, and domineering, all bursting out, fighting righteousness and dry clouds, taking care of each other, hearty, and without any mustard.

Lu Xiaoxian even burst into conversation, and the sea and the sky surged out, ancient and modern, and a whole stream of Chinese and foreign brains surged out, talking endlessly, and the water was full of golden mountains.

I don't know how long it was, but all four of them fell drunk in the tent.

When he woke up the next day, Lu Xiaoxian found that Mangbuzhi and Hate Water were gone, and he didn't know when he left, only Guo Zhen was still asleep.

Lu Xiaoxian rubbed his dizzy head and muttered: "When did my alcohol become so bad, it seems that the barley wine is really not ordinary!" ”

Actually, it's not that Lu Xiaoxian's alcohol consumption has deteriorated, but because of the altitude sickness that he just arrived in Fu Qi City, he hasn't fully adapted, so there will be such a result. Mangbuzhi and Hate Water are different, they have lived on the plateau for many years, so sobering up is faster than Lu Xiaoxian.

After breakfast, Guo Zhen hadn't woken up yet.

Lu Xiaoxian didn't call him, but called a Tubo man who was waiting for them, and asked him to lead him out of the post house.

This Tibetan man is named Basang, and he knows a little bit of Tang dialect, so he was arranged to take care of Lu Xiaoxian and his party. With Basang here, Lu Xiaoxian doesn't have to worry about the language barrier.