My brother has been having nightmares for the past few days and often wakes up in the middle of the night.
In the dream, Songyu fought with his brother many times.
Once, while Song Yu was fighting with Geji, he yelled that Geji was a villain, and used poisonous arrows to hurt people behind his back. He did not dare to fight him openly.
Although Songyu was shot by Geji in the back with an arrow, due to his youth, he was able to cut off Geji, who was twenty years older than him, and they both died together in the end.
Another time, after Songyu was cured, he led his troops to attack the Dalun Mansion, causing heavy casualties on both sides.
Another time, Song Yu led all the Tibetan soldiers and horses, claiming to be against rebellion in the name of Zan Pu, and killed all Da Lun.
Now, Geji's white hair has sprouted like mushrooms and is growing vigorously and visibly to the naked eye.
After waking up at dawn, Brother Ji brandished his machete and looked at the doctor with red eyes: "Five days have passed, how come there is nothing wrong with Song Yu?"
"Let me tell you, those are the ten most ferocious poisons, and if they pass through the chest, the other person will die sooner or later." The doctor answered tremblingly, looking at the ground.
Now Daluo is in a rage. If he accidentally cuts off his own head, it may become his wine bowl.
The doctor thought for a while and continued to say cautiously: "Song Yuren is young, and he also has a doctor detoxifying him. He won't die for the next few days."
I must remind Dalu, don't call me here for anything, your scimitar is too scary.
The sword flashed, and then there was a banging sound, and the doctor thought his head fell.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Da Lun's coffee table had been cut into two pieces by Da Lun.
"Get out." A vicious voice suddenly came out of Da Lun's mouth.
If the doctor was granted amnesty, he hurriedly ran away with his head in his arms.
After the doctor ran out, Lazige, the captain of ten thousand men, came in.
He has a beard, is about forty years old, and is extremely thick and tall.
He bowed his hands to his brother and said, "Big talk, now that Song Yu's life or death is uncertain, we must make sure measures to prevent Song Yu from sudden attack."
"Okay, be prepared to prevent a sudden attack." Geji thought for a while, nodded and said.
At this moment, Centurion Ni Le suddenly hurried in from outside.
"I'm sorry to report that Song Yu is dead." Ni Le knelt on the ground with one leg and lowered his head to report.
Brother Ji couldn't believe his ears: "Song Yu is really dead?"
"There were cries all over the palace, and lamas began to enter the palace." Ni Le did not dare to raise his head, and still answered respectfully based on what he saw.
Brother Ji hoped that Song Yu would die, but when he heard the news, he became suspicious.
Is there any conspiracy here? Song Yu was young and someone was there to rescue him, so why did he die in just a few days?
Just now, the doctor said that there was no problem for Song Yu to survive ten days and a half, but why did he die so soon?
This is wrong. Is there something wrong?
The frightened doctor had just returned home, and before he had time to drink tea, he was called by Geji's soldiers.
He didn't dare to look up, but looked at the floor.
As expected, Daluan's family was rich, and the floors in every house turned out to be flat and smooth.
When he heard that Song Yu was finally dead, he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that Geji would call for questioning again.
The doctor's life was miserable. He complained while packing the medicine box and followed the soldiers to the Dalun Mansion.
Brother Ji's face was a little gloomy, with a hint of joy and a hint of doubt.
Of course, the doctor didn't dare to look at it. This was the result of Ni Le's evaluation.
"Mr. Zhong, you said it might take about ten days for Song Yu to die. You didn't expect to die today. What's going on?" Geji called the doctor who had gone home and asked, staring at his face.
The doctor thought for a while and replied respectfully: "I'll tell you, this is related to personal constitution. Some people can survive ten days, some only three days, and some maybe five days. However, the toxicity determines death, and he will not be able to escape sooner or later." Passed."
Brother Ji took a sip of butter tea. This was his tenth cup.
"Give him fifty taels of gold." He circled the coffee table a few times, nodded, and said to the soldiers.
The doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was going to be scolded again, but he didn't show his rare generosity.
Brother Ji still couldn't completely believe the doctor's answer.
Brother Ji thought for a while, went to the fourth floor, stuck his head out of the window, and observed carefully.
Sure enough, faint cries could be heard in the Grand Hall, and the sound came from the palace a hundred steps away.
The execution ground was being decorated, and lamas were entering the palace one after another from the outside.
Brother Ji, his staff member Yu Qian, and Chief of Ten Thousands Larigeyo looked at each other and nodded.
Brother Ji looked at the palace where the court was setting up with a complicated expression, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Brother Ji clasped his hands together and saluted in the direction of the palace: "Songyu, why bother? You can live a peaceful life, why bother to compete for superiority? Since you are a puppet, you must act like a puppet. It's better now, your life is gone. "
Having said this, Brother Ji felt a little sad and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Songyu, don't worry, your son will let him live well." After a pause, Geji said: "The premise is that he can only be a puppet."
"Da Lian, what should we do now with our troops?" Larigeyo also clasped his hands together and asked respectfully.
Brother Ji looked at the palace again and nodded: "Since the man is dead, let's disperse the troops."
"Big talk, Zampu is dead, can you go to the palace?" Ni Le stepped forward and asked.
Brother Ji nodded: "Zanpu is dead, of course he has to go, and he is fully prepared."
"Tell father, will the child go?" At this time, a young man in his early twenties asked with a bow.
This person is none other than Cogi's eldest son, Provans.
He has an extremely strong body, great strength, and high martial arts skills.
And Geji is also optimistic about this son and plans to train him to be his successor.
Brother Ji thought for a while and shook his head: "Don't go to the palace, just stay in the Grand Palace."
"Is the child ready?" Province asked cautiously.
After all, he is just one of the successors, and there are several brothers below him.
Brother Ji unknowingly glanced in the direction of the palace, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "There are still a thousand soldiers in the palace, we can't let them relax."
"As you command." Province shouted, excitement on his face.
Once Brother Ji left, he could finally officially lead the army.
After leaving the Dalun Mansion, the cold wind blew one after another, and Geji couldn't help but tighten his body.
It was still snowing all over the world, and there was already half a foot of snow on the ground.
Fortunately, now that I have sweaters, woolen pants and woolen socks, I feel much warmer than before.
Seeing more and more untouchables kneeling on the road, Brother Ji couldn't help but frown.
The sky was filled with snow, but these untouchables didn't care.
After Zanpu died, more and more of these untouchables knelt in front of the palace, kowtowed and cried.
At first, they knelt in front of the palace gate, and later extended to the street.
After all, when the Hu people attacked Tubo, Zampu led his soldiers and horses to fight against the Hu people and protect the snow-covered plateau.
I heard that Zamp was young, only in his twenties. Why did he die?
Some commoners (untouchables) thought while crying.
However, the court did not reveal the cause of Zamp's death, and they did not dare to tell it privately.
After all, this is a secret of the imperial court, and anyone who talks nonsense will be beheaded.
As Brother Ji walked, he listened to the cries of these civilians.
It turned out that they were crying while reciting the benefits of Zamp, as if they were sadder than their dead parents.
"To fight against the barbarians, didn't I show up? I sent more soldiers and horses than Zampu's soldiers and horses, and suffered more casualties than Zampu's soldiers and horses. You people only thought of Zampu's efforts and didn't see us ministers. Great efforts." Da Lun said angrily while walking towards the palace from the passage.
But these civilians didn't hear what he was saying at all. One after another they kowtowed and cried sadly.
Even though they knew that Daluo had worked hard, they still believed that this was the right thing to do, and that the credit should go to Zamp alone.
After all, Zanpu is the king of the entire Tubo, and Daluan is nothing, he is just Zanpu's subordinate.
When Brother Ji heard the cries of the common people, he felt resentful and thought: "You are so sad when Zanpu dies. If I die, will you still be so sad?"
He wanted to say this very much, but when he thought about entering the palace immediately, he swallowed the words forcefully.
At this time, he had already seen Li Yang, the palace staff, coming out to welcome him.
"Big talk, this little guy had a lot of responsibility, but he didn't teach him well, so he died young." Li Yang's eyes were red and swollen, his voice was choked, and he knelt down to greet him.
Li Yang was Song Yu's wife and aide, and it was Brother Ji who found Da Lun together with Marshal La Jia.
Brother Ji originally still had a trace of suspicion, but now that he not only saw thousands of civilians coming to mourn, but also Li Yang's red and swollen eyes, he finally began to believe it.
However, he was still a little hesitant. Should he enter the palace or not?
At this time, the voice of the lama inside could be heard chanting sutras in unison.
Not only that, there was a great lama waiting at the gate, chanting sutras.
The great lama guards here to prevent souls from going astray and to save the dead.
Seeing this, Geji finally believed that Songyu was finally dead and began to enter the palace.
Arriving at Songyu's bedroom, Geji felt something was wrong.
Although there were lamas chanting sutras, they were not seen looking sad.
What's more important is that he didn't see white cloth, Song Yu was still wearing a leather jacket.
It is the custom of the Tubo people to take off their leather and animal clothing and replace them with white clothes or white linen clothes.
If there is no white cloth, then you will become a beast in your next life.
Songyu's body was not replaced with white cloth. Could it be that he wanted to turn into a beast in his next life?
At this moment, Song Yu's body suddenly sat up from the bed.
Brother Ji couldn't help being shocked. He looked at Songyu's corpse and shouted in shock: "Zombie transformation, corpse transformation."
"It turns out that Da Lun is afraid that Gu is not dead." The "corpse" suddenly spoke.
Brother Ji couldn't believe his eyes, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the lama surrounding the bed with trepidation.
He pointed at the lama, his upper and lower teeth were tapping against each other and asked: "Zanpu, Zan...pu, what's going on?"
"This is specially prepared for you, please withdraw." Songyu waved his hand at this time, and the lamas around the bed bowed to Songyu and then left.
After seeing the lama leave, Geji believed the fact that Songyu was not dead.
He drew out his machete and rushed towards Songyu on the bed.
Not only did Brother Ji do this, but Centurion Ni Le also pulled out his scimitar and slashed at Song Yu on the bed with all his strength.
With two bangs, Brother Ji and his centurion suddenly fell to the floor.
Brother's forehead hit the floor, and several bumps immediately appeared, and blood began to flow from the bumps.
Not only that, two of his front teeth were hit by the floor, and blood flowed from his mouth.
Ni Le was not much better than him, just as miserable.
It turned out that the commanders Hei Xuan, Long Chen and Lin Zhi saw the two men about to take action, so they hurriedly raised their right foot and made a clever hook.
The two of them were unable to stand firmly, and suddenly a hungry dog came to grab the shit.
Geji and Ni Le were about to struggle, but the palace guards hiding in other rooms rushed forward. Not only were they disarmed, but their hands were also tied.
Brother and Bahba spat out their broken teeth, and their eyes were all red.
With a windy voice, he struggled while looking at Songyu and asked sternly: "Zanpu, I have no enmity with you. If you don't act like a good puppet, why are you going against me?"
"It's very simple. Tubo's Zanpu is a lone, not your big argument. A lone is an eagle, not a bird. When the eagle's wings are strong, it should fly into the blue sky."
Brother Ji was still struggling and yelled: "I don't believe that so many poisons can't kill you, a bastard like you."
"O(∩_∩)O haha~." Songyu looked at Geji with hatred and said coldly, "Even if I want to die, I will die behind you."
What he means is, you want me to die first, but I will let you be unhappy.
What means dying first is that your head is cut off to make a wine bowl, or your skin is peeled to make a medicine.
"Zanpu, your face is green and purple. The poison has entered your internal organs. You really don't have a long life. Although you can escape today, you don't have many good days to live." At this point, he looked at Song Yu's face carefully. Department, laughed.
Song Yu suddenly frowned and waved to the palace guard, who immediately added a chair beside the bed.
Song Yu had begun to pant at this time. With the chair as a backrest, he felt more comfortable.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Brother Ji continued to struggle and laughed loudly, "Zanpu, it seems that you really don't have a few days to live in this state."
He was going to die anyway, and my brother and I are now fighting for it.
Songyu ignored him, but bowed towards the other room and shouted loudly: "Father-in-law Jialuo, please come out and read this big talk. Now you still want to kill Gu."
Dong Dong, Dong Dong, following the sound of heavy footsteps, a great lama in red clothes walked out from the next room. He was about fifty years old and had a long beard.
Although he looks charitable, his eagle eyes and eagle nose destroy this harmony.
This person was none other than the political minister of Pingzhang, Shaman Bochanbu Jialuo, who was also the father-in-law of Zampu.
Jia Luo saw his brother and subordinates who looked embarrassed and looked at them coldly.
When Brother Ji saw Jia Luo, he was not afraid at all, but instead puffed up his chest.
He is a big talker. Even if he is at a disadvantage, he cannot weaken his prestige.
Although he thought he looked mighty, the blood stains on his forehead and mouth made people feel very ridiculous.
Some palace guards couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw that their usually majestic speeches had turned into this.
"If God does evil, you can still live, but if man does evil, you can't live." After leaving these two sentences, he told Zanpu to take care of himself, and then left the palace.
Tubo monks and laymen have been fighting each other for nothing but the power in the hands of Tubo.
Now it seems that Brother Ji, who represents the noble side, is obviously at a disadvantage.
But now for Lama, this is the best outcome.
Not only was Daluo, who represented the nobles, arrested by Zampu, but Zampu, the world's highest person, was also seriously poisoned and did not have many days left to live.
However, as for the struggle between Zampu and the nobles, Jialuo, the ascetic monk, did not want to participate at all, so he expressed condolences to Zampu and left in a hurry.
Brother Ji watched Jialuo leave in a hurry, and suddenly an idea came to him. He couldn't help sighing: "Zanpu, you are fighting with me, but you let the lama benefit."
