In the middle of the night, the banquet ended.

The men left the palace and returned to the place where they lived.

Zheng Zhixin walked outside slowly, looking preoccupied.

Originally, the family asked him to come, just to let him try to contact Lee Chengdao, and then find an opportunity to gain Li Chengdao's trust, and then control Lee Chengdao.

If Li Chengdao can be controlled, then the entire Tibetan country is the Zheng family's final say.

Although, Tibetan life is in the snowy region.

However, it is rich in minerals.

There are copper, iron, silver, gold, and a variety of traditional Chinese medicines, among which musk is even more liked by the people of the Tang Dynasty.

However, from the moment he saw Li Chengdao, he knew that the Zheng family's idea was a bit ridiculous.

Although that person's name is Li Chengdao, he is not the same little person he was at the beginning.

Zheng Zhixin doesn't quite believe that Li Chengdao, the lord of the snowy region, is Li Chengdao of the Tang Dynasty.

Even Li Chengdao of the Tang Dynasty cannot be controlled by himself.

That's clearly a clever beast.

When he first saw him, he understood that he couldn't do that task at all.

This is an ambitious beast, a beast that tears itself to shreds at every moment.

It seems that we can only cooperate.

"Hey!"

sighed, I could only wait in Tibet, and after the war between the Tang Dynasty and Tibet, I was making plans.

I hope that Datang can teach Tibet a hard lesson, so that the Zheng family can justifiably wait for more benefits from Tibet in various names.

"Zheng Gong, please stay, Zheng Gong, please stay!"

Suddenly, one after another calls sounded, and a figure came from behind in a hurry.

"Huh?"

Zheng Zhixin stopped, his brows furrowed slightly.

He looked at the comer, his face puzzled.

In the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see that this was a bearded man, who should be in his early thirties, thinking that he hadn't taken a shower for some days, and there was a strange smell of sweat on his body.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?" Zheng Zhixin couldn't help asking.

"Gong Zheng, help me, help me." The bearded man said, his expression pleading.

"What are you? Who are you? Zheng Zhixin was puzzled by the comer.

Who are you?

As soon as you come, you will shout for help, are we familiar with each other?

"Gong Zheng, I am the second son of Lu Guogong of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Chuliang." The visitor said with tears in his voice.

"What? Are you the son of Lu Guogong? Zheng Zhixin couldn't help but be shocked.

Others don't know Lu Guogong, but Zheng Zhixin understands it very well.

Lu Guogong Cheng bit gold, that is a famous figure in the Tang Dynasty, born in a wealthy family in Longxi, but when he reached his generation, his family was in the middle.

Then, according to his own hard work, he became the prince of the country and became a new meritorious nobleman.

It can be said that a short life is already quite magical.

looked at Cheng Chuliang carefully, and he could see a little bit of Lu Guogongcheng's bite of gold from his body.

However, I heard that the second son of Lu Guogong is only more than ten years old, but the person in front of him is almost thirty years old, and it is estimated that some people believe that he is Cheng Yanjin's younger brother.

There's no way, the people of the old Cheng family are a little anxious.

During this time in the snowy plateau, Cheng Chuliang endured some torture again, and the whole person looked even older.

"I am Cheng Chuliang, the second son of Lu Guogong, don't you know, I was originally ordered to explore Tibet, but I was captured by mistake, so I can only compromise in the thief camp." Cheng Chuliang said: "Actually, I am in Cao Ying, my heart is in Han, although I am in Tibet, but my heart is our Tang Dynasty." ”

"Zheng Gong, if you go back, I still hope that Zheng Gong can take me." Cheng Chuliang's face showed a look of great expectation.

He also saw that Li Chengdao still had some respect for Zheng Zhixin.

In the entire snowy plateau, he is the only one who can help him and return to Datang, right?

Zheng Zhixin's brows furrowed slightly.

After a while, he spoke, "Hey! It's a pity, it's a pity, if you come to me secretly, maybe I can still take you back, but you came so quickly, I think the Lord of the Snowy Land already knows your thoughts, and you want to leave, it's not easy. ”

“……”

……

The crowd left.

Li Chengdao called Dugu Yanfu down.

The lights flickered and flickered, illuminating the whole hall in a flickering light.

There is still a residue of Chinese wine and food in the air.

Dugu Yanfu looked at Li Chengdao, with a hint of doubt on his face.

He asked, "Your Majesty, I don't know what happened when you stopped your ministers?" ”

"Dugu Shilang, how are Zheng Zhixin's words and deeds today?" Lee Seung-do asked.

"That Zheng Zhixin has no monarch and doesn't know etiquette, and the minister thinks that he should be beheaded to set an example." Dugu Yanfu showed a look of resentment on his face, it was obvious that the two had already had a holiday before.

"Yes, then Zheng Zhixin doesn't look at us at all, he always looks like he is on top, which makes people really unhappy." Li Chengdao sighed.

Then, he said: "Zheng Zhixin's force is not as strong as ours, his combat effectiveness is not as high as ours, and his money is not as much as ours, why can he dare to look down on us?" ”

"Because, he's a scholar! If all of us here tonight are scholars, would he dare to look down on us? ”

"A country must have its own culture, even if a world is not extinguished, as long as the culture can be passed on, there will still be a chance to reappear."

"Since ancient times, the Central Plains has often been harassed by wars, and countless powerful clans around have been constantly invading, and from time to time the Central Plains Dynasty has been destroyed."

"However, the Central Plains Dynasty has been able to restore the country again and again, and the culture has been passed down from generation to generation, why is this? This is because the people of the Central Plains hold the power of culture. ”

"And my country of Tibet is still a country without even culture...... "Mr. Lee said.

Finally, he clenched his fists and said loudly: "We also want to have our culture, and we in Tibet also have our own writing." ”

"The people under my rule must be the same as those in Chang'an City, a group of people who know how to be courteous, righteous, honest, virtuous, virtuous, and filial."

"Go back tonight, find something to write a thousand-word text, and send it to me tomorrow." Lee Seung-do said.

"Whoa!"

"A Thousand Words" has long appeared.

Emperor Wu of Liang of the Southern Dynasty instructed Shilang Zhou Xingsi to write an article in a thousand different characters. Four words and one sentence, dual rhyme, easy to memorize, later used as a children's enlightenment book.

Emperor Wu of Liang (502-549) ordered 1,000 non-repetitive Chinese characters to be selected from Wang Xizhi's calligraphy works, and ordered Zhou Xingsi, a waiter to compile them. The full text is a four-character sentence, neat, well-organized, and brilliantly written.