In Zhaoqing Palace, Concubine Xiao Shufei sat in front of the table, the faint candlelight reflected her delicate face, and her haggard face was a little burnt, as if she was anxiously waiting for someone. After a long www.biquge.info of pen, fun and pavilion, Yang Rui flashed into the Zhaoqing Hall with a black shadow.

"Mother, I've brought someone!" Yang Rui pointed to the black shadow behind him and whispered.

"You are the messenger sent by the Tibetan Great Tribute Theory?" Concubine Xiao Shufei stared at the man in black behind her, but her eyes were full of majesty.

"The little one has been familiar with Chinese since he was a child, so the big gong theory sent the little one to visit Niangniang!" The man in black seems to be specially trained and does not seem to be timid.

"Well, yes, some guts! Although I have never met the Great Tribute Theory, I have heard that the Great Tribute Theory has won the hearts of the people in Tibet. Concubine Xiao said politely.

"All thanks to Niangniang's blessing, this is a letter written by Dagong to Niangniang." The man in black skillfully took out an envelope and handed it to Concubine Xiao Shufei.

"Okay, if I can really kill the kid surnamed Zhu as mentioned in the letter, after I gain power, I can persuade Your Majesty to accept the content of this!" Concubine Xiao Shufei said happily after reading the letter by candlelight.

"The little one will retire first, please wait for our good news!" After the man in black finished speaking, he left the Zhaoqing Hall like a ghost.

"Are we really going to join forces with the Tibetan people?" Yang Rui asked puzzled.

"If Zhu Mingyang is still in the territory of Datang, according to the information provided to us by the eldest grandson Wuji, we still have a chance to start, but the letter said that Zhu Mingyang has entered the territory of Tubo, and it is no longer convenient for us to take his life, if the Tubo people can help us at this time, it would be great, as long as we cut off the right arm of Wu Meiniang's slut, presumably she will not be able to choose any big waves." Xiao Shufei explained.

"Anyway, I'll help you with whatever you do!" Yang Rui said firmly......

In the early morning, a ray of sunshine reflected Zhu Mingyang's tired cheeks, and a new day came, Zhu Mingyang's mood was very heavy, and everyone searched around all night and did not find any trace of the Garqin Mausoleum, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

Although, Zhu Mingyang disagreed, but his heart was very chaotic, this time the main task is to escort the Garqin Mausoleum, now that there is no Garqin Mausoleum, Zhu Mingyang does not know how to explain to Songtsen Gampo, even if Songtsan Gampo forgives himself, but those militants in Tibet will not agree.

Zhu Mingyang had prepared for the worst, if in the future Tubo would start a war under the pretext of the disappearance of the Garqin Mausoleum, Zhu Mingyang decided to take the responsibility himself, Zhu Mingyang had seen the cruelty of the battle with his own eyes, and he did not want the tragedy to happen again.

"Xianggong, what are you thinking?" I don't know when, Cuicui appeared behind Zhu Mingyang and draped the fox fur cloak on Zhu Mingyang's body.

"No, nothing!" Zhu Mingyang said hesitantly, he didn't want Cuicui to worry about himself.

"If you don't say it, I know, you're still worried about the national teacher's affairs, in fact, everyone has been the same since the national teacher disappeared last night, but you think about it instead, since the national teacher left by himself, at least one thing is certain, at least the national teacher is safe now." Cuicui comforted.

"Hmmm! Thank you for comforting me to this day. Zhu Mingyang said gratefully.

"Why are you two still here, didn't you say that we will continue to hurry today, looking for the national teacher while hurrying?" Just as Cuicui was comforting Zhu Mingyang, Xu Yue'er came over and urged.

"Alright, tell all the soldiers, get your ranks in order, and get ready to go!" At the urging of Xu Yue'er, Zhu Mingyang gave an order.

Li Chunfeng's map was also lost, and without the map, Zhu Mingyang could only lead the team along the official road all the way, but every time he encountered an intersection, he had to ask around for directions, and more importantly, he met all the residents of Tubo on the way, who did not understand Chinese. Finally, I waited until a merchant to learn about the road conditions from the merchant's mouth.

The scenery on the grassland is very beautiful, but Zhu Mingyang has no intention of remembering these beautiful scenery, when he was in college in the past, Zhu Mingyang had a dream, that is, he wanted to travel on the grassland, but the conditions at home were very poor, resulting in his dream has been stranded. Now that he is really on the grassland, Zhu Mingyang feels a little lost, but he has been thinking about the matter of the Garqin Mausoleum in his mind.

"Childe, listen!" Just as Zhu Mingyang was thinking seriously, suddenly Li Chunfeng shouted vigilantly.

Zhu Mingyang pricked up his ears, but he felt that the rumbling sound on the grassland was like a muffled thunder in summer, and the sound seemed to be getting louder and louder.

"It's not going to rain, there shouldn't be thunder this season." Zhu Mingyang looked up at the sky, but saw that the vast sky was cloudless, and the sound did not seem to come from the sky.

"Husband, look!" Suddenly, Xu Yue'er pointed to the sky in the distance and exclaimed.

Zhu Mingyang looked at Xu Yue'er's fingers, but saw a group of cavalry running towards him from afar, it turned out that the sound was the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the grass, the number of soldiers was very large, but it was connected into a line from a distance, and everyone was taken aback when they saw this.

Gradually, the cavalry got closer and closer, and after a while, the black patch moved in front of everyone, but the leader was an old man about fifty years old, the old man was dressed as a Tibetan soldier, riding on a tall horse, holding a steel fork in his hand, and his face was fierce.

"Which of you is Zhu Mingyang?" The old man asked in very awkward Chinese.

"I am Zhu Mingyang! Who are you? Zhu Mingyang asked suspiciously.

"Listen, everyone, there is no forgiveness for encountering Zhu Mingyang's team!" Before Zhu Mingyang finished speaking, the old man gave an order.

Before everyone could react, the old man swept a fork, and the two forbidden soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and instead, the soldiers behind the old man all attacked everyone like crazy.

"Retreat!" This sudden scene caught Zhu Mingyang off guard, and he finally pulled out the Crow Nine Sword behind him and gave the order to retreat.

The soldiers saw that Zhu Mingyang ordered a retreat and made a mess, but the soldiers behind the old man were all fierce cavalry, and although the forbidden army led by Zhu Mingyang was well-trained, after all, the incident happened suddenly, and they were all infantry, and the forbidden army fell one after another like being cut into a watermelon.

Maybe people are selfish, in the chaotic army, Zhu Mingyang's first reaction was Cuicui and Xu Yue'er, he finally found Cuicui in the chaotic army, but fortunately, Cuicui slowly retreated under the protection of Xu Yue'er.

"Childe, where are you!" Suddenly, in the chaos of the army, I remembered Li Chunfeng's cry again.

Zhu Mingyang waved the Crow Nine Sword in his hand and rushed into the chaos again, blood splashed on Zhu Mingyang's face, Zhu Mingyang never thought that he would kill people, if in the past, Zhu Mingyang might have gone crazy, but now he has to kill, if he doesn't kill others, others will die by themselves.

"Childe, we're here!" I don't know how many soldiers I killed, Zhu Mingyang found Gao Yanyan and Li Chunfeng in the crowd.

But seeing that Gao Yanyan was also waving the injury in her hand, her body was already dyed bright red, while Li Chunfeng was holding her arm, and the blood was dripping along her fingers......