With Qi Zhenlun's question, Songtsen Gampo hugged his head, and the hall was quiet for a while.

Moreover, with Qi Zhenlun's question, the originally closed window was suddenly blown open by the strong wind, and the wind blew in through the window, as if the fire in the charcoal basin was blown out, and the room temperature dropped very quickly, standing in the house was like standing in the wilderness of the cold spring.

The hall was silent, and only the forbearance of Songtsen Gampo holding his head and gasping for cold air was heard.

"It seems that Jianpu's health is not very good, do you want to take a good rest and let me do the state affairs for you?" There was a smile in Qi Zhenlun's voice, with the pride of victory.

Although time passed, the answer he wanted was never heard.

Qi Zhenlun finally lost his patience, and said angrily: "Could it be that Jianpu would rather die of pain than bow his head?" He snorted, "Someone—"

At his voice, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and two teams of guards in armor and helmets with shiny spears entered the hall neatly.

It turned out that the palace slaves and maids in the temple, except for a few in front of Songtsen Gampo, were quickly controlled by them.

But Songtsen Gampo still did not reply, only leaned on the chair, supported his head with his hands and frowned, looking like he was in pain.

It's like he's just worried about his own headache, and he doesn't care about the guards who are eyeing him and a few palace slaves with spears.

Qi Zhenlun couldn't figure out whether he was calm or had a headache and couldn't care about anything else, so he stood there and pondered for a while, but he didn't dare to let people step forward and take down Songtsan Gampo directly.

He knew that his brother was born with divine power to tear a yak apart, and if he couldn't take him down at once, he was afraid that it would make the people on his side fearful, and it would ruin his business.

He has to lose his strength with a headache, and then take it without blood, so that he can speak in front of Musa.

Although he favored himself, he was not naïve enough to think that if he killed his brother, Zhima Tuojia would support him to ascend to the position of Zampu, and if Songtsen Gampo really had three longs and two shortcomings, Lu Dongzan's powerful ministers would charge him with rebellion, and he wanted the Zen position, not the crime.

As long as Songtsen Gampo is controlled, Zhima Toga will support him, and the ministers will be helpless against him.

As for brotherhood, I didn't consider it, there is no father and son, no brother, in the face of power and status, family affection in his heart has long retreated to the point of insignificance.

In his opinion, being able to spare Songtsen Gampo's life is already a very brotherly feeling.

"Is there anything wrong with him?" Turning his head, Qi Zhenlun looked at Gongshan who was dressed as an attendant behind him, and said with a frown, "Do you want to send someone to check it out?" ”

Because he was afraid of the force value of Songtsen Gampo, he abandoned Zhenlun and led people to stand at the bottom of the head, which was quite a distance from the Songtsen Gampo who was seated.

Although the main hall of Langyue Palace was full of his people inside and outside, he still felt a little afraid inexplicably.

"Don't go, if you go up now, you will die!" Gongshan looked at the palace slaves who surrounded Songtsen Gampo in the middle, and thoughtfully, "The people around him don't seem to be very nervous......

After saying this, he seemed to remember his current identity, quickly lowered his head and made a respectful expression, and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, the poor monk managed to get those palace slaves to go away, and he was left alone, even if he was capable, he would be invincible with two fists and four hands." ”

As Gongshan's whispered incantation sounded, Songtsen Gampo, who was holding his head and falling on the upper seat seat, didn't notice that the people around him had walked out like a log, and Qi Zhenlun couldn't help but tremble with excitement when he saw that scene.

It was even colder in the room, and even Qi Zhenlun pulled his hands into his cuffs.

"After all the fields like this, Jianpu still refuses to let go?" Qi Zhenlun smiled smugly while rubbing his hands.

"Presumptuous." Instead of waiting for Songtsen Gampo's answer, he heard a shout.

It turned out to be Cai Bang Sazhi Ma Tuo Jia and returned.

Qi Zhenlun frowned, no matter what reason Princess Wencheng persuaded Musa before, Dunzhu should leave them in the apse, and the personal hands he prepared for her should be enough to trap a group of children, how could she let Musa fall this side again?

He said to Zhima Toga with some unhappiness: "Musa, don't worry about it, this is a matter between me and Jianpu, don't worry, I won't hurt him, anyway, he is also my Jianpu." ”

However, Zhima Toga did not stop, she walked straight over surrounded by the palace people, her eyes swept over the faces of the guards with knives and guns, as if to remember that they looked similar, she had been in a high position for a long time, and she was also talking to her own Zampu son on weekdays, and she wanted to shout if she wanted to, although her appearance was delicate, she had her own coercion of the superior, and those guards lowered their heads for a while, and did not dare to look at them.

Although the swords and spears in their hands were shining with cold light, the tense momentum in the hall dissipated a lot as Zhima Toga approached step by step.

When he came to Qu Zhenlun, Zhima Toga stared at him and said angrily, "What are you doing here? Will you force your brother to abdicate and give up the throne of Zampu to you? Tell you, as long as there is a mourning family, you don't want to touch him, if you want to harm him, first take down the mourning family together. ”

Qi Zhenlun has always pretended to be obedient and well-behaved in front of his mother, and he was speechless when she questioned him, and he lowered his head for a while.

But in just a short moment, he reacted that he was now sailing against the current, and even, when he came to this point, he had no way to retreat, but to move forward.

So he took a step forward, held on to Zhima Tuojia as he did in the past, and said with a smile: "Musa misunderstood my son, I just shared my worries for Jianpu, he said that he has often had headaches recently, and he is afraid that he will not be able to take care of state affairs. ”

Zhima Toga looked at him suspiciously, "Really? But the mourning family just thought about what you said before, and I felt that something was wrong, how did you seem to want to take away your Jianpu position? ”

"Zampu's position, what's the difference between him sitting and me sitting? Anyway, we are all your sons, and this snowy region is still our family's world......"

"Smack-"

Before Qi Zhenlun finished speaking, Zhima Tuojia gave him a resounding slap, she pointed at Qi Zhenlun, her lips were trembling, "You, you are trying to make trouble, there is a mourning family, you don't want to think about it." ”

Qi Zhenlun touched his face, as if he didn't believe that Zhima Tuojia, who had always loved him, would make this slap, he gritted his teeth and sneered: "It turns out that Musa's praise for my good and good is all fake? Don't you always say that he has a cruel temperament, is not filial piety, and does not have a heart for you? Why did you get here and protect him? ”

Zhima Tuojia sighed, "That's right, on the relationship between mother and son, the mourning family really doesn't like you Jianpu, he has not been like you since he was a child, he can put down the yak with one punch, and he has never had mercy for those small animals, and you, even an ant is reluctant to step on it, and the mourning family thinks you are a good child." But for Tibet, your temperament is too soft, and you always want to find a perfect solution, as a king, you can't control a group of ambitious courtiers with their own thoughts......"

"The mourning family thinks that in terms of politics, you Jianpu is more qualified than you for the position of Zampu, I think back then, the mourning family also told your father like this."

was evaluated like this by Musa, who has always praised him, abandoning Zhenlun is like being betrayed by the closest person, and his heart is broken. After a while, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhima Tuojia and said hatefully: "Since Musa doesn't care about her son, don't blame her son for not caring for you, come here, please Cai Bangsa go to the side hall." ”

This means that Zhimatoga will also be placed under house arrest.

Zhima Toga looked at the guards who were approaching him, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "The mourning family wants to see who dares to touch the mourning family today." ”

Seeing that the guards had taken down Musa's handmaidens and palace slaves, they only besieged her but did not attack her, knowing that the guards were still worried about her identity, he simply said to Gongshan: "Master, please do it for this king, and ask Musa to sit next to him." ”

Gongshan answered, and was about to step forward, when he saw a tea bowl thrown from above, which happened to hit his feet.

He was taken aback, and couldn't help but look up in the direction where the tea bowl flew over, but saw Songtsen Gampo sitting on the chair, looking at him lightly, with a calm face, not at all like the previous headache and death.

Songtsen Gampo looked at Zhima Tuojia, who was standing not far away, he thought that this forced palace was negotiated between Qi Zhenlun and Musa, so he asked Li Yuntong and the others to try to bring her to the apse, so as not to clash head-on, and it would be difficult to clean up the back.

Unexpectedly, Musa saw that his safety was damaged, but ran back and angrily reprimanded Zhenlun, and kept defending him.

What he didn't expect was that in the eyes of Musa, who usually didn't give anything to him, he turned out to be a very qualified king, more suitable for being Zampu than her beloved youngest son.

If what Musa did was not because the city government was too deep and her mind was too cautious, and it seemed that she was protecting him, but in fact, it was to calm things down as soon as possible, so as not to be thrown out of control by Abandoning Zhenlun, then what she said and did today was sincere.

Songtsen Gampo didn't know how sincere his mother was, whether it was to help him exonerate Zhenlun in the future or to protect himself sincerely, but at that moment, he felt the long-lost maternal love, and there was a feeling of being affirmed by his mother and burst into tears.

As a result, he was a little worried that his bastard brother would jump over the wall and take Matoga as a hostage to him.

Because of this, he could no longer pretend, lest Matogazhen be taken away by Gongshan.

Throwing down a few more tea bowls in a row, taking advantage of the momentary confusion below, Songtsen Gampo spread his wings from above, and reached the bottom in a few leaps, and before they could react, he had already taken Zhima Tuojia from the heavy guards and returned to the top position.

Abandon Zhenlun was shocked.

Gongshan's face sank.