After a while, Zhao Tong sat down on a large leopard skin chair in the shop and played with a dze bead in his hand.
The dzi bead is the dzi bead. This is a nine-eyed lotus dzi bead, which is a rare treasure even at this time.
The soldiers patrolling the city had sealed off the shop, and both parties involved in the quarrel were being held by the soldiers with ropes. The burly middle-aged man was the shop owner, but at this time he understood the situation and lowered his head without saying a word.
The young man still had an angry look on his face, and he was shouting in Tibetan language so fast that even Zhe Hanmei frowned when he heard it.
Zhao Tong didn't ask anyone to shut him up. He just sat there and listened to what he said. His expression changed slightly from time to time, and then he smiled. Next to him, Zhe Hanmei peeked at the young prince, and a name came to mind for some reason. It's the ranger Cao Nuopi.
After a long while, the young man yelled that he was tired and stopped. Zhao Tong then stretched, raised the dez beads in his hand, and pointed at the young man: "Yours? Are you here to sell it?"
The young man's emotions were no longer so intense, he thought about it and then nodded.
Zhao Tong pointed to the store again: "You said it was fake. If you confiscated it, wouldn't you return it to him?"
The shopkeeper lowered his head and muttered: "It looks like a fake to me. Where does this homeless man have any valuable orbs? I confiscated his fakes to save him from deceiving people in the city."
He spoke in Mandarin, and his voice was not loud, unlike Zhao Tong's simple words. The young man opposite could not understand it well, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing, so he immediately yelled again.
Zhao Tong shook his head. There were such ingenuity and robbery in Tokyo City, but he didn't expect that Qingtang City on the border would also be lacking.
He stood up and took a look at the merchant. He guessed that this was not the first time this person had done this. It was just that the affairs between the Tibetan people and the people from the Western Regions were not taken very seriously by the soldiers guarding the city or the Zhizhou Yamen. He rushed to Yang Zhishi He winked and walked out the door. Yang Zhi had been working in the government for many years, so he naturally understood it.
Zhao Tong slowly walked out of the shop door. Behind him, Shi Jin held the young man with a rope. Immediately, the sound of crying fathers and mothers begging for mercy could be heard in the shop.
The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, then glanced at Zhao Tong in front of him, and followed him with long strides.
After walking around the east city for a long time, the young man never shouted again. He just looked at the shops and stalls attentively, dazed from time to time. Even if he was delayed and staggered by Shi Jin, he was not annoyed.
After visiting Dongcheng and returning to the Protectorate's Mansion, Zhao Tong sat in the lobby and ordered someone to untie the young man's rope. Then he threw the Nine-Eyed Se Bead at him and said to Shi Jin: "Dalang, take him to eat something, and then we'll see you again." This king."
The young man grabbed the beads and was stunned. Before he could think of what to say, he was dragged out of the door by Shi Jin.
Zhao Tong pondered for a moment, then Zhe Hanmei said: "Your Majesty, this figure comes from a very far away place. The person who can own such beads must not be an ordinary Tibetan, so I don't know why he wants to sell it?"
Zhao Tong said: "There is nothing to eat. Not to mention Sezhu, I'm afraid I can sell my hands and feet in exchange for rice."
Zhe Hanmei said: "The young prince is here to bluff people again. Although the Qiang is remote, he will not starve to death."
Zhao Tong smiled and said: "Xiao Qingmei, you are taking this for granted. I think this man is also a Tubo noble. Think about the clans in Tokyo. Just pick two out and throw them into Longyou. Don't say you are looking for food. I'm afraid it won't work. It would be strange to be eaten by wild beasts. It was not easy for this man to get to Xining Prefecture. He must have been discouraged for a while after entering the city and wanted to change some money to feel comfortable first."
Zhe Hanmei said: "I have seen a lot of students, but the color of his clothes is not very similar to this person's. This person is not from nearby. It doesn't seem like he is doing business, and it is impossible to say he is doing it for a living."
Zhao Tong shook his head and said: "No, he came here to find someone."
Zhe Hanmei's eyelashes fluttered and she suddenly said: "Little prince..."
Zhao Tong sighed: "I learned some of the surrounding Fanbang dialects when I was young, so I can always remember some of them, but I am not good at the Fan dialects. I listened to him speak for a long time, and then I only half-guessed."
Zhe Hanmei said playfully: "I don't believe you. I have been lying to you since I was a child, but rarely tell the truth."
Zhao Tong smiled bitterly and was about to speak when suddenly a soldier came to report that there was someone outside the house who claimed to be Luda and asked to see him.
Zhao Tong touched his palms when he heard this: "Call in quickly, my king's general is here!"
Zhe Hanmei wondered: "Which one is it?"
Zhao Tong said: "The general at Lao Zhong has an old relationship with me. Before coming west this time, I wrote a letter asking him to work at the Longyou Protector's Mansion."
While talking, I saw a big man walking outside. He had a beard, a big body and a fat waist. His arms were as strong as trees, and his legs were as hard as iron. He held a Zen staff in one hand and a sword across his waist. After entering the door, he put the weapon on the ground. , prostrated and said: "Ruda has met the two great kings."
Zhao Tong saw that he was really happy and said, "It's hard to call him Zhishen now."
Lu Da said: "Although my subordinates have returned to secular life, how they are called depends on the wishes of the two great kings. How dare Ru Da refuse to respond at all?"
Zhao Tong smiled and said, "Get up quickly. I'll see you soon from an acquaintance."
Ruda wondered: "Your Majesty, where are the acquaintances in Xining Prefecture? Ruda is not popular in the army. He has not dated a few people, but they are familiar with each other. I am afraid he is also the enemy who has always been familiar with him."
Zhao Tong's face darkened as he made his move, and he said, "You are always drunk and you blame Tao for being unpopular."
Lu Da's face turned red when he heard this, and he said: "To be honest with you, the prince, since he killed Zheng Tu's birds, walked around the rivers and lakes, and walked around the empty gate, Lu Da has already regretted in his heart. Before I came this time, Mr. Zhong, the old manager, scolded me again, how could I dare to be so ignorant and get drunk and get into trouble again."
Zhao Tong said: "It's good that you have an idea. I won't go into details. Now that I'm here, I will be the deputy capital commander for the time being. I will be promoted again in the future if I have merit."
After hearing this, Ruda expressed his gratitude and thanked him again. At this time, Shi Jin led the young man over. When he saw Ruda, he immediately shouted: "Brother, why are you here again?"
Luda also said happily: "It's Da Lang, no wonder the prince said he has an acquaintance."
Seeing the two of them exchanging greetings, Zhao Tao said: "Shi Jin, take Luda to dinner, call Yang Zhi, Xu Ninghong, Qizhe Zhichang and several others to introduce you to me."
Shi Jin happily led Luda out. At this time, only the young man was left in front. He hesitated for a few moments, then suddenly made a fist with his right hand and put it on his chest to salute. Then he opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't know what to say.
Zhao Tong's face became serious, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, making a posture of embracing the world, and said slowly: "Sitting in front of you is the lion on the plateau, the sun on the snowy field, the shining stars at night, the Song Dynasty controls The king of the Qing Tang Dynasty."
"King?" The young man was stunned for a moment, then a touch of surprise appeared on his face, and he greeted him again: "The king of Song Dynasty, the descendant of Gosar Jiawei Dazanpu, Lingga Bana greets you, may you be like the sun in the sky. , always hot and bright.”
Zhao Tong nodded. As expected, there was no footman in the shop before. This young man came from the Ling Kingdom in the southwest of Tibet, which is the country of the plateau lion Gesar. The pronunciation of King Gesar in Tubo is Gesar Jiawei. .
This king is the lion of the Ling Kingdom and the eagle of the plateau. Later generations have said that this king is far-fetched and attributed to Xi Siluo, which is a thousand miles away.
However, Zhao Tong's face darkened slightly: "Lingga Bana, you are lying, where are the descendants of Gosar Jiawei Zampu?"
