Poor children

Chapter 180 It seems that there is still a game in the game, and the person who set up the game seems to be in the game

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"Daddy, we have a guest here..." The poor man had something on his mind, so he was naturally a bit awkward. He entered the prince's study and even forgot to greet him.
"Ah, the pauper is here! It just so happens that he is not an outsider. Come over and meet him. This is one of my father's best friends." The prince laughed.

The pauper then hurriedly went over to see Li
"The poor girl..." Tubo Guoshi sized her up carefully, "Sure enough, she has extraordinary demeanor and looks beautiful, but it's not like your father, otherwise I won't be able to see it..."

"Hahaha!" The prince laughed loudly when he heard the words, "Yes, it's not like me..."

"Eldest niece, please stop standing. Sit down and talk." The Tubo Imperial Master said.

When the poor boy heard this, he sat down
"Son! This is the good friend I mentioned to you before as my father, the Imperial Master of Tubo. He and I have a close friendship..." the prince said

"Anyone who is not a national master is a member of the family. If my eldest niece likes me, she can just call me uncle," said the Tubo National Master.

The poor children all nodded in agreement, secretly thinking about how to start this conversation, tell what they were thinking, and give away the brocade box in their hands.

"Why did Brother Shi suddenly come to the Central Plains?" The prince actually spoke first.
"There are two things," said the Tubo Imperial Master. "First, I heard that your life has not been very good recently, Brother Shi."

"Hey...it's all just nonsense. I don't take it seriously. Why do I need you to make a trip?"

"Brother's affairs here are no small matter..."

"It's okay, it's okay," the prince said, "I wonder what the second thing is?"

"The second thing is a troublesome thing. Brother Shi knows that the Turks have recently taken over the northwest and are gaining momentum. They have been harassing our border for days. I am afraid that the old Turkic emperor will be too greedy and attack in a few days. Therefore, I want to come to the Central Plains to ask for help." When the Imperial Master mentioned this, his face became even more sad.
"Brother, if this is the reason, I'm afraid my trip will be in vain..." the prince sighed.

"Why is this?" The Tubo Imperial Master was very puzzled.

"Brother, I don't know why the Turks were able to successfully capture the northwest? That's what I supported His Majesty. Now that you are being harassed by the Turks, aren't you looking for the wrong person when you come here to look for help?"

"Oh!" The Tubo Imperial Preceptor couldn't help but feel embarrassed, "What should I do? It's getting cold, and our country is short of food and rice, so it's really not suitable for war."

"If Brother Shi is in trouble, I can give Brother Shi a clear path..." The prince laughed.

"Hey! If you have any good ideas, just tell me quickly. Why are you talking in circles with me here?" the Tubo Imperial Master said anxiously.
The prince pointed his finger at the pauper, "Your niece, do you know who she is?"

"Your daughter" said the Tubo Master

"In addition to being my daughter, she is also the Princess of the Northwest..." the prince said

"Hey...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." After hearing this, the Imperial Master was about to stand up and salute, but was stopped by the pauper.

"Uncle, what are you doing? We said we are a family, why are you here again?" "I heard that there was a fierce fighting in the city that day. Is your king still safe?" the Imperial Master asked with concern.
"Thank you uncle for your concern. My king is safe and sound. He must be well prepared to take back the lost land..." said the pauper.

"That's a great thing. I wonder what your Majesty's plans are?" the Imperial Master asked again.
"Let's not talk about these things for now..." Paoer interrupted with a smile, "I have something on me, but I don't know if it is real or not. It happened that my uncle was here. My niece thought that his uncle should be an expert in this field, so she boldly asked his uncle for help. Take a look." After saying this, the poor man handed the brocade box that Zhuzhu had brought back to the Tubo Imperial Master.

The imperial master hurriedly took it and opened it. He was shocked after taking a look at it, and the hand holding the brocade box began to shake.
When the poor boy saw that his eyes were shining and his saliva was about to flow, he knew that he really loved this thing. "Many years ago, when my king was traveling to the Nibala Kingdom, he happened to pass by a dilapidated temple to stay overnight. I fell in love with the old abbot of the temple, so I built a temple there and rebuilt the golden body. The old abbot felt grateful for the merits of our family, so he gave this thing as a gift. It is said to be the relic of the Buddha. I ask my uncle, is this true?"

The Tubo Imperial Master stared straight at the two relics and refused to move his eyes away, "Yes, yes, this is indeed true. The King of the Northwest is so lucky!"

"What does my king know? He is just a rough man. He is not as predestined with Buddha as my uncle. If my uncle likes it, just take it..." the poor man said hurriedly.
The Tubo Imperial Master suddenly raised his head when he heard this, "You...what did you say!?"

"I said that if uncle likes it, give it to uncle. Uncle is a person who devotes himself to Buddha. Naturally, this thing is the best place to go in uncle's hands..." The poor boy came again

I saw tears welling up in the eyes of the Tubo Imperial Master, and he was trembling with excitement. "How can I be so kind to you for such an expensive gift... How can I thank you? If you have anything to ask your uncle to do, you won't even do it even if you are a dog or a horse." Get over it!"

"Uncle is serious. What does my niece need from uncle? As long as uncle doesn't dislike it..." Paoer laughed.

The Tubo Imperial Master was holding two relics in his hands as if he had lost his heart and soul. He could not care about anything else.
The prince twirled his beard and looked at the pauper and then at the imperial advisor with interest and said, "You just said that the king of the northwest is ready to take back the country. Do you have any troops?"

"Returning to daddy," the poor man replied hurriedly, "I borrowed some from the Rakshasa Kingdom. They didn't see anything. They just spent a little money. The Turks took over the country at that time and they didn't lose with real swords and guns. I just fell into their scheme. Now all the sergeants in the country are here, but they surrendered under pressure. My Wu'er used to be the deputy general of my border guard general. Many lieutenants and officers in the army listened to her. I want to ask him to go back, secretly If we contact you first, you should have some chance of winning..."

"I don't think you are completely sure of what you said..." The prince said to the Tubo Master again, "Brother! Brother..."

Even calling the Imperial Master a few times, there was no response. He was still immersed in admiring the relics.

"Brother!" The prince increased his voice, which frightened the Tubo Imperial Master.

"Ah? Ah! Ah..." The Tubo Master finally came back to his senses, "I will build a pagoda when I go back. I will build the highest pagoda in the best place in the Huguo Temple to store the Buddha treasures... "

"I didn't ask you about this. I asked about your niece. The chance of winning the restoration of the Northwest is not high at the moment. As my uncle, shouldn't you help me?" the prince asked.

"Of course we have to help," the Imperial Master stroked the brocade box and said, "It's just that our country suffered a disaster this year. As I said just now, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive this winter..."

"Is your uncle treating the poor boy as an outsider again?" The poor boy's face looked unhappy. "The northwest has always been rich in products. If it were normal, my uncle would just say, "What rice, flour, vegetables and fruits we have will be sent to you." What's the big deal……"

"Since my niece said this, I don't need to say anything more. I'll ask the Northwest King to send me a message and get in touch. The Northwest King will attack the Rakshasa Kingdom from the north, and we will attack from the southern border. This five It’s exciting to think about the fight between the two girls in the city again. I don’t think the old Turkic king has handed over the letter of surrender immediately..."

(End of this chapter)