A few streets away, a building in the center of the city, covering an area of great land and second only to the temple stupa in height, the arches and columns are in the style of Tianzhu and Persian, the walls are decorated with colorful paintings depicting the stories of the gods, the hand-woven wool carpet adds some warmth to the room, and the crackling sound of cracked pine blocks in the heavy copper basin makes a roaring fire not only to keep warm, but also to illuminate.

Xi Dongzan put on his robe back, did not wear a crown or a head, but combed his hair into two buns, one left and one right, hanging down to his ears, his face was less than thirty years old, and a thick beard had grown on his face, and fine sweat oozed from his shiny forehead, but he waved his hand to stop the maid from wiping.

"It's been almost two days, and I can't find any useful ones?"

His voice was not loud, but the two men kneeling outside the brazier lowered their bodies a little more, as if they were afraid that they would touch his sight.

These two men were local officials, one in charge of civil affairs and the other in charge of taxation, and they were regarded as his subordinates until no one could replace them.

The system of the Tubo people is a bit like the Meng'an Mouke of the Jurchens in later generations, Bolu as a newly conquered region, the Tubo people set up a Dongdai here, that is, a thousand households, both in charge of the army and the people, Xi Dongzan is the newly appointed Bolu Dongben, who has been here for less than two days.

There are Ru on Dai Shang, there are only five Ru in the whole of Tubo, he is less than thirty years old, if he wants to master the strength of more than 10,000 people, he must come up with something convincing enough, and this thing is the record.

Of course, at this moment, he is still a little far from making a contribution, and his top priority is to find out the truth about what happened on the road.

The results of the search showed that the killers not only took their lives, but also took all the loot, weapons, horses, provisions, and even armor, who would do that?

Could it be those Bolu people who are unwilling to surrender and want to give themselves a dismount? It looks like it.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the Bolu girl who was standing beside him with low eyebrows, it is said that she is still from a certain local clan, and the two men on the ground did not hear the sound for a long time, and secretly looked up, and immediately exchanged a look.

"Dongben, in the past two days, at the checkpoint outside the city, every person who has entered and exited has been checked, and no suspicious characters have been found, and the servants think that they may have escaped." A man whispered,

"Maybe?" Xi Dongzan turned his head with a sarcastic expression.

"Or, go from house to house in the city?" The man flatteringly suggested it, but in exchange for it, it was not a night.

A group of waste, if it can be done, it will be done a long time ago, and it will take until now, Xi Dongzan can't even raise the mood of scolding, just wave his hand and let them retreat.

This room was very large, thirty years ago, it was the court of King Bolu, and now it is the official residence of the Tibetans, and after those people withdrew, he and the maiden who stood in the room were left in the room, and the girl waited for her fate with some anxiety, but after a long time, there was no movement.

Xi Dongzan stared at the jumping flames, the flames reflected his face red, I don't know how long it took, a pair of hands pressed on his shoulders, perhaps too focused, and didn't even notice anyone approaching.

Soon, though, he relaxed, closed his eyes and let his hands gently stroke back and forth over his shoulders.

"Coming?"

After pressing for a while, he grabbed the hands and dragged a plump body into his arms,

"Your eyes are full of melancholy, and your heart is full of confusion, tell me what makes my warrior so troubled that even his central cuo can't get rid of it."

Xi Dongzan looked at the woman in his arms with some obsession, listened to her voice like a song, and smiled softly, and the woman smiled the same, but on her white forehead, a few tiny fine lines appeared.

Although she was dressed in Tibetan clothes, this woman was not at all like the women on the plateau, her complexion was black and red, white and clear as snow on a glacier, due to proper maintenance, she was delicate like a girl, coupled with the style revealed between her eyebrows and eyes, that kind of mature charm was far from being comparable to that of a young girl.

"Beautiful Yangcuo, you are like the rising sun on the snow-capped mountain, the clear spring water in the heavenly pool, as long as you are with you, no matter what kind of troubles can not enter Dongzan's heart."

Xi Dongzan's hand roamed over her, slowly stirring up the lust in her heart, and the two of them completely ignored the presence of outsiders, and just tore each other and rolled down the thick carpet.

......

After a long time, the two black and white bodies stopped moving, and Xi Dong smacked his lips with unfinished praise, causing the woman to cover her mouth and chuckle, which suddenly made him feel emotional again, and when he wanted to go further, his hand was held down by the woman.

"Dongzan, your Yangcuo is old."

"No, you're still as fascinating as ever." Xi Dongzan stopped moving, his eyes still shining with lust.

Before? The woman sighed, took the garment from the ground, and put it on him first, and then on herself.

"If it weren't for the fact that Her Highness's child hadn't grown up, I would have gone with her a long time ago."

The woman's words extinguished the last bit of desire in Xi Dongzan's heart, and her eyes gradually became cold.

"Zanmeng doesn't like Tubo, even her maids, after thirty years, she still wants to go back to Chang'an and return to your Tang people's place."

Hearing him talk about Chang'an, the woman's hand paused, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, and she returned to normal in just an instant.

"You're right, Your Highness doesn't like Tibet, she always wants to return to Datang and return to her relatives, but why is this? How many times has she been pampered in thirty years? How did she die, don't you know, Zampu doesn't like her, even the child she gave birth to is not favored, what are you to be her? A tool used to bargain with Datang, when you are at a disadvantage, you will only think of her, what's the point of living like that. ”

Xi Dongzan was speechless, he straightened the woman's body, looked into her eyes, and said word by word.

"Don't worry, Zanmeng's child will definitely be Zanpu of Tibet."

"However, because of the blood of the Tang people, today's Zampu doesn't like him."

Xi Dongzan took her into his arms, stroking her silky hair, his eyes stopped at the mural on the wall, and the voice came from far away, not like it came from his own mouth.

"He doesn't need Zampu's affection, he just needs the blessing of the gods." A trace of confusion flashed in the woman's eyes, and she only heard the man in her ear continue: "A prince with Tang blood should be the most honorable master of this land. ”

The woman nodded, wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "If there is such a day, Yang Tso is willing to pay any price." ”

"I don't know, but it's a price." Xi Dongzan took a breath and told her the result: "Da Nang and his people are dead. ”

"What?"

The woman exclaimed, with an incredulous expression on her face, and asked suspiciously, "Who is it?" Don people. ”

Xi Dongzan let go of her, and told the results of the search and his guesses one by one, and at the same time carefully observed the woman's expression, and he found that the woman's surprise did not seem to be pretended.

"How so? No wonder ......," the woman muttered to herself.

"Yangcuo, I need an answer."

"I'll find it."

The woman dressed neatly with her hands and feet, and a traditional Tibetan costume was put on her body, looking graceful, and his gaze was reluctant to leave even for a moment.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared outside the door that Xi Dongzan turned his gaze to the corner of the wall, curling herself into a ball.

"Did you hear it all?"

"Expensive...... Noble, I didn't hear anything. The girl lay on the ground, her body trembling incessantly, like a small boat in the wind and waves.

Dressed in a robe, which was empty, Xi Dongzan walked over, grabbed the girl's hair, and pulled a pale and bloodless face in front of him, and the pretty eyes were full of horror, and the water was about to overflow.

"So you're going to say what we're saying, and that's to hear everything." Xi Dongzan looked sorry, regardless of the girl's defense, and said to himself: "Do you know that if a woman has not been touched by a man until she dies, the gods may punish her to be a livestock in the next life. ”

"You wouldn't want to be a livestock, would you?"