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Chapter 200 "The Assassination of Tubo Zanpu"

Shanglun Chamo walked on the bricks and stones of the Potala Palace, walking steadily and looking calm.

It was a calm with no waves and no expectations for the future.

He used to be an extremely talented minister. Five years ago, Dalun Lu Dongzan passed away, and the [-]-year-old Zanpu wanted to take charge of the government, so he appointed him as Dalun.

However, even one month was not up, and Zan Xiruo took his place.

At first, he was changed to deputy prime minister, but later he stopped pretending and simply handed over the Dongcheng Guards to him.

It sounds good, but that position is at the level of head of a thousand households.

The majestic prime minister of a country was demoted to a thousand households!
This humiliation, replaced by someone else, found a rope at night, and secretly hanged him in front of the Potala Palace.

But Shanglun Chamo still persisted.

In the past five years, he has meticulously controlled the Imperial Army of the East City and guarded the safety of the palace.

However, this does not mean that he still has hope for the future, but that as a veteran of Songtsan Gampo's period, he was loyal to his former master.

When he entered the empty hall and saw Zanpu sitting in a high position, Shang Lun Chamo still thought so.

It wasn't until it landed on Zanpu's face that he was startled suddenly.

Today's Zamp suddenly changed.

It is quite different from the sickness of the past, with sharp eyes, straight posture, sitting proudly, as if a different person.

Shang Lun Chamo stared blankly for a moment, met that sharp gaze, suddenly realized that he couldn't look at Zanpu like this, and lowered his head.

Not long after he lowered his head, he heard a voice from above: "President, you have worked hard all these years!"

The voice was familiar limp and weak, and a little more erratic.

Shanglun Chamo sighed secretly, feeling that he had just had an illusion, and replied: "Zanpu shouldn't be called that, I'm no longer a prime minister."

Zanpu's voice came: "In my heart, you have always been the prime minister left by my grandfather. The Gar family can be arrogant for a while, but not forever. You have to help me, understand?"

Anyone can say empty words, but Shang Lun Chamo replied without any fluctuation: "Yes."

Zamp's voice was raised: "Look up, look at me!"

Shanglun Chamo raised his head and trembled suddenly.

Because Zanpu's body leaned forward slightly, his eyes glared like a thin tiger, ready to pounce.

After staring at each other for several seconds, Shang Lun Chamo hurriedly lowered his head and listened to the voice from above: "Master, are you willing to help me?"

In line with that domineering and high-spirited momentum, this time the voice seemed to have changed from weak to low, adding a bit of majesty to the king.

Shanglun Chamo's attitude also changed, and he kowtowed: "The great Zanpu, I will definitely do my best!"

Zanpu's voice said: "People in the Tang Dynasty had censors who advised the king and supervised the officials. Tubo also needed to restructure and set up this position. I am going to hold the Wuru League meeting to let all the ministries select talents for the post of censor..."

Shanglun Chamo didn't dare to be negligent, so he asked a few points in detail, and seeing that Zanpu answered fluently, he had planned for a long time, so he couldn't help but cheer up: "Zanpu is wise!"

Zanpu's voice continued: "The most critical part of this matter is to let Sun Boru, Yueru, Yeru and Ruben of Rula respond to us, do you understand?"

Shanglun Chamo responded loudly: "I understand!"

Zanpu's voice rose: "Go, bring the Tubo warriors who have the courage to face the Gar family to me, and I will let them know who is the real Zanpu!"

Shang Lun Chamo's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and the tone of his answer was full of tears: "Follow Zanpu's order!"

After twenty years, Gao Yuan's strong husband is finally back!
God bless Tibet!

Seeing Shanglun Chamo retreating, Zanpu, who was hiding behind Wang Xiaojie, let out a sigh of relief.

Speaking with a raised voice, it was a bit difficult for him who was physically weak.

But the brows were flushed with excitement.

Facts have proved that this method works!
Shanglun Chamo is a courtier left by Songtsen Gampo for him, equivalent to a minister of Tuogu, absolutely loyal and trustworthy.

But if Zanpu with a tired face announced the establishment of the censor in a sickly voice, the other party would definitely shirk it, because there was no hope in sight.

But now the same thing is done by the mighty Wang Xiaojie. Even if there is no tacit understanding between the two parties, the connection is very unnatural, but with Zanpu's status, it will be more majestic, and Shang Lun Chamo's confidence will be doubled immediately.

When Zanpu was happy, the princess also came over happily.

She has a city mansion, and knows how to care about Xiao Xianrou's emotions: "Wang Wuwei, what do you think?"

Wang Xiaojie said blankly: "Princess, I don't feel anything..."

He scratched his head: "I don't understand your words, I don't know what Zanpu and that courtier are talking about, so I can only help you here."

Zamp and Wang Hao looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction: "Enough! Enough!"

At first, I thought it would be better if this person was from Tubo, but now that I think about it, Tang is safe.

If it is a Tubo person, with such a similar face, it is really possible to seize power, and a Tang person who can't even understand Tubo is simply the best substitute.

The concubine rolled her eyes and asked again: "How is Wang Wuwei's martial arts?"

Wang Xiaojie said proudly: "Wait for five or six people who can't get close to me, Bren Zanren of the Gar family is my defeat!"

The concubine immediately suggested: "Since that's the case, let the Imperial Guards of the East City choose a brave man to compete with the 'Wang Shang' for a show!"

Zanpu's eyes lit up, but Wang Xiaojie was a little embarrassed: "You don't want to talk, do you?"

The princess said: "No need, why does Zanpu have to talk to those soldiers? You just need to compete with them and defeat them fiercely. These warriors will naturally go out to promote Zanpu's bravery!"

Wang Xiaojie stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Okay!"

Zanpu looked enviously at Wang Xiaojie's lean and strong body: "Wang Mengshi, it's up to you!"

……

half a month later.

"Zanpu and the warrior are playing in the corner of the palace?"

Zan Xiruoren is stupid.

He listened to it several times before he was sure he had heard correctly, looked at Sita and asked, "What's going on?"

Xi Duoyu also frowned: "I don't know what's going on, all the servants have been driven out of the inner palace, and the maids serving inside are all the concubine's cronies, the news can't get out..."

After a pause, Xi Duoyu speculated, "Did the people of Tang give Zanpu some kind of elixir? Shenwei reported that there was a big case about elixir in Chang'an a few months ago, and even the scholars in the imperial examination Being poisoned to death, there are many taboos about that elixir, it must be weird!"

Zan Xiruo couldn't accept it: "The elixir of the people of Tang Dynasty, is it really so magical? Even if the Dongcheng Imperial Guards dare not use their full strength against Zanpu, it is not something ordinary people can defeat. He can actually beat the Eastern City Imperial Guards. Zanpu is blessed by God, and must suppress this matter!"

Tubo is also a set of induction between heaven and man, and the power of the king is bestowed by gods. In the hearts of the people of Tubo, every Zanpu has the protection of heaven and the attention of gods.

The monarchy is supreme, even if the person sitting on it is incompetent, he can still have a large number of supporters. If it is a macho man falling from the sky, there must be a group of fanatical followers.

So Zan Xiruo is very clear about how much impact it will have on the current situation if Zan Pu suddenly becomes violent.

He couldn't sit still anymore, he got up directly: "I will go to the palace to meet Zanpu in person!"

More than an hour later.

Zan Xiruo came back breathing in the air.

Sita went up to meet him: "Brother, what's going on with Zanpu?"

Zan Xiruo said slowly: "In front of me, he still looks the same as before."

Siddhartha was taken aback for a moment, and then his face changed greatly: "Why didn't I realize that Zanpu has two faces, and he pretended to be sick?"

Zanxi Ruohan said in a low voice: "I thought I underestimated the princess, and it seems that I underestimated Zanpu. The Tang people came, and thought they had external assistance to back them up, so they began to show their true colors?"

Sitayu's expression turned ugly: "Then what should we do?"

Zan Xiruo walked around the office room of the White House with his hands behind his back, his eyes became extremely sharp: "Is that person back?"

Siddhartha said: "I haven't come back yet, but after receiving the news, I hurried back, and it should be here soon."

He proposed to take the bird position before, but at this time, when he heard that Zanpu became fierce, for some reason, he felt a little frightened: "Brother, do you really want to..."

Seeing his younger brother's reaction, Zan Xiruo's determination was strengthened, and he said coldly: "We can't sit still, that person will come to see me immediately after he comes back, I want Zanpu to continue to be sick, if he is not sick, he will be sick! "

……

Twenty days later.

"'Nima' is a sacred word in Tubo, a respectful name for the sun, and it means sacred light."

"Uncle Wang, recite the article I taught you yesterday."

"Wan'er, I can't remember..."

"Then you will be fined for copying! Tubo script is even more difficult to write. It is said that it evolved from the scripts of Tianzhu and the Western Regions. You still haven't even recognized twenty yuan characters!"

Wang Xiaojie looked at the little gentleman in front of him who was teaching seriously, and said with a wry smile: "Wan'er, isn't your request too high? I can already understand a little bit the conversation between Zanpu and the courtier, just to make me lip-synch Learn their language?"

Shangguan Wan'er shook her head: "I can write letters in Tubo script now, and their script is actually quite simple, much less than our Chinese vocabulary. Master said, teaching you Tubo script is for emergencies. Not only do you have to understand what they are saying, but you also need to pay attention to the tone and pause of Zanpu’s speech, don’t forget it!”

Wang Xiaojie let out a sigh of relief: "I haven't forgotten, I will start copying!"

Li Yan looked at the two who were studying hard, showing a look of relief.

Don't look at Wang Xiaojie's carefree appearance, he will never be a simple scumbag to achieve his later achievements.

Wang Xiaojie in history was clearly a defeated general who was captured, but with his face, he lived in Tubo for many years with good food and drink.

In the process, he took the opportunity to get acquainted with Tubo's official system, local customs, mountains and rivers, and after returning to Tang Dynasty, he quickly grew into a famous general who won several times in Tubo.

This is the same principle now, Li Yan wants Wang Xiaojie to be ready to take on heavy responsibilities at any time, knowing himself and the enemy, and winning a hundred battles.

He's working on it himself.

He was practicing kung fu very hard, when he saw a small figure standing in front of him.

Shangguan Wan'er started counting with her fingers: "Master, I not only have to study by myself every day, but also go to Queen Zanpu to investigate information, learn Tubo from the maids and sisters, and teach Uncle Wang when I come back. Why don't you do anything?" Woolen cloth?"

Li Yan changed the topic: "How is your consciousness-only training?"

Shangguan Wan'er said: "Some have found the trick, master, don't try to fool me with practice, it's not like this at all!"

Li Yan thought for a while, and began to rub her head: "Wan'er is the smartest, the master is responsible for complimenting you, and let Xiao Hei play with you!"

Shangguan Wan'er lowered her head helplessly, and laughed again.

She likes Master to praise her.

……

Opportunities are indeed reserved for those who are prepared.

That night, Li Yan was sleeping soundly when there was a sudden commotion outside.

He immediately got up, hung the chain knife on his waist, and walked out at a leisurely pace.

Not long after leaving the door, he saw Yang Zaisi rushing over and shouted, "Yuan Fang, it's bad! It's bad! Zanpu was assassinated!"

Li Yan went up to meet him very calmly: "Brother Zaisi, don't worry, the people of Phuket have their own aura, let's go and see what's going on!"

(End of this chapter)