West County, Jingyuan Restaurant.
Miss Ren just put the handle down on the piano, and then put it down again.
Cuihua raised her chin, looked at the little lady, and asked puzzledly: "Little lady, why don't you practice the piano today?"
"Hey." Miss Ren put her slender hand on the piano, but finally put it down.
Cuihua's eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled: "My dear lady, do you miss Mr. Xiao?"
"Who misses him?" Miss Ren rolled her eyes at Cuihua and picked up the tea cup.
Cuihua smiled, with a hint of sarcasm on her face: "If you still don't admit it, you don't even have the heart to play the piano."
"You have come to arrange your master again, let's see how I punish you." Miss Ren put down the teacup in her hand, breathed into her hands, and reached for Cuihua's armpits.
The two went crazy for a while, and Cuihua had to surrender.
She asked solemnly: "Little lady, is it because of that Laga thing?"
"Hey." Miss Ren couldn't help but sigh, and finally nodded.
Cuihua looked at Miss Ren and said, "Miss Ren, you are so beautiful. I heard that all the women in Tubo are so dark that they can be compared with Miss Ren. No, they are not even worthy of carrying shoes."
"Hey." Miss Ren gently sipped her tea again, put her hand on the piano and then took it off.
Cuihua had a disdainful expression on her face: "That Lajia is really willing to let his daughter be sent as his equal wife. Humph, let's see what he does this time."
Although the two of them are not in Xixian County, Miss Ren, a future relative of the emperor, naturally has her channels.
"Hey." Miss Ren sighed again and sipped her tea silently.
Cuihua pursed her lips and said: "Little lady, if Mr. Xiao chooses that little Tibetan lady, you will be treated as if you are blind."
Miss Ren didn't speak, but looked intently at the drunken spring breeze in the tea cup, not knowing what she was thinking.
At this time, someone was knocking on the door.
Cuihua heard the knock on the door and opened the door.
This is a young lady holding a letter in her hand and handing it to Cuihua.
Cuihua took a look and saw that it was from Xi County, signed Xiao Huadong.
Cuihua tore her hands apart and thought for a moment, this was not her letter.
If it was a letter to herself, Cuihua would have torn it up.
"My dear lady, there's a letter from West County." She respectfully placed the letter in front of the coffee table and covered her mouth again.
Miss Ren looked at the letter, stretched out her hand and suddenly retracted it.
Seeing Miss Ren looking at her, Cuihua stepped forward to tear off the paint, opened the letter, and began to read.
After reading, Cuihua said in surprise: "My dear lady, Xiao Guanren rejects Lajia's idea of wanting Xiao Guanren to be her uncle."
"He refuses to have anything to do with me." Miss Ren gently sipped her tea and said calmly.
Cuihua looked at Miss Ren and found that her expression was now relaxed.
She pursed her lips again: "Little lady, you don't mean what you say."
"I think your skin seems to be itchy. I should loosen it for you." Miss Ren did not yell at her this time, but directly raised her hands and aimed at Cuihua's armpits.
Cuihua was so frightened that she babbled and took a few steps back.
She put down the letter and said sternly: "My dear lady, Mr. Xiao refused this time. What if this Lajia doesn't give up next time?"
"I guess he doesn't have the guts." Miss Ren took a sip of tea, her tone still calm.
Cuihua nodded, clapped her little hands and said, "Young lady can make him progress, or you can stop him from progressing."
"That doesn't work, the key is whether the heart is there or not." Miss Ren said calmly while drinking tea.
Cuihua nodded, looked at Miss Ren, and clapped her little hands: "Not only can Miss Ren play the piano, but she also looks like a flower. How can she be compared to those ugly and dark Tubo women?"
Xixian County, ten days later, he was in charge of the state government.
Wang Wenxiu summoned two deputy envoys and the eighth chamberlain to his office to announce something important.
"Everyone has worked hard these days." Seeing that everyone had arrived, he glanced at the followers and said, "I'm glad that most of the Tibetan believers have made arrangements."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. They had often worked overtime and stayed up all night, and it was finally over. They couldn't help but cup each other's hands and congratulate each other.
"Don't be too happy, everyone. We have a more important matter, which is to judge Khenpo." Wang Wenxiu looked at everyone and announced an extremely important matter.
Seeing the tired looks on everyone's faces, Wang Wenxiu felt a little heartbroken.
He took a sip of tea and continued: "What we did in the early stage was to judge the Khenpo. Only by judging the Khenpo and convicting the Khenpo can we prove that we have truly established a foothold in Tubo."
"Khenpo should be convicted. What to do if Jialuo takes action? You must be prepared." Zheng Ding thought for a moment and reminded him.
Yu Qishi thought for a while and put forward his own suggestion: "Leshe sent Pubu and others to kill Yundan and frame the case on the security team. This case will be tried together."
The three people are the decision-makers and set the tone.
"What, Jebu and Solang will be tried the day after tomorrow?" After hearing the report from his subordinates, the dual-wielding Qiangba hurriedly led people to the residence of Prime Minister Jia Luoyou.
Jialuo was sitting next to the desk at this time, drinking butter tea and lost in thought.
He came to Jialuo with both hands and put his hands together: "Tashi Delek (good luck)."
"Tashi Delek." Jia Luo cheered up and put down his tea cup in return.
Dual-wielding Qianpa got straight to the point: "His Holiness, this time the Supervisor's Office wants to try two khenpos. What should we do?"
"Zhaojiazhuang is indeed amazing. The happiness of more than 20,000 people has been solved." Jia Luo sighed with a heavy look on his face.
Dual-wielding Jamba didn't expect that Jialuo was still immersed in failure, and the high-spiritedness of the past was gone.
He observed carefully and found that within half a month of Jia Luo, the person seemed to have aged ten years, with snow-white eyebrows and snow-white hair almost replacing the gray eyebrows and hair.
It seems that the Dharma King was hit hard, but he could not be allowed to fall.
The dual-wielding Qianpa bowed and said, "Dharma King, on the surface Zhaojiazhuang is targeting the two khenbu this time, but in fact it is the Dharma King."
"The Sword Comes"
Jialuo raised his head at this time and looked at the dual-wielding Jamba lightly.
"Zhaojiazhuang is not only targeting Lao Na, but also all Khenpos." He nodded and sighed again.
Zhaojiazhuang is not only targeting Lao Ne, the Dharma King, but also you, the Khenpo.
Dual-wielding Jamba couldn't help but smile awkwardly when he heard this.
"The Dharma King is right." He bowed again and said to Jia Luo: "The Dharma King is wise, of course we believe in the Dharma King."
Seeing Dual-wielding Jianba admit this, Jialuo's eyes were no longer cloudy and suddenly became clear.
He looked at the dual-wielding Jamba and said, "There is a way to break it."
"What method?" Dual-wielding Qiangba couldn't help but be overjoyed and bowed and asked.
Jia Luo dipped his fingers in saliva and wrote a person's name on the desk.
Dual-wielding Jamba stepped forward carefully, nodded, and showed a smile.
The next day, the Supervisory Office publicly tried Jebu from Nanzhao Temple, Suolang, and Gayang from Xizhao Temple.
At this time, all the lamas from Dongzhao Temple, Beizhao Temple, Kumbum Temple, and Dafo Temple came out together and came to Jianguo Mansion.
There are about 30,000 believers in Qingtang, and there are currently 10,000 believers in Lamaism.
These ten thousand believers did not go to Zhaojiazhuang, and they did not know that there were already twenty thousand believers who had stopped lamas, but believed in Manjushri Bodhisattva.
There are many reasons why they did not go to Zhaojiazhuang, and they can be summarized into three types.
First, I don’t believe it at all, after all, it’s a rumor.
Secondly, the weather is cold and I don’t want to go out. It is better to stay at home than to freeze to death.
Third, wait and see to see if this is true or false.
Guoqin was a chaplain and said to Bianba: "Bianba, have you heard that the security team killed a believer named Yundan."
"I also heard that the Dharma King asked us to go to the Supervisor's Mansion to protest. If we go there, the master's rent will be reduced by 10% next year." Bian Ba nodded, looking excited.
Guo Qin also looked excited: "His Holiness is indeed very compassionate. Knowing that the weather is bad this year, he asked the nobles to receive 10% less from the land rent."
"I heard that these nobles were not willing. After the King of Dharma talked about it, they finally agreed." After Bianba finished speaking, he clasped his hands and saluted to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Guo Qin knelt down and clasped his hands together and saluted. After saluting, he asked, "Are you going to supervise the state government?"
"Why don't you go? The Dharma King is so merciful and merciful, of course you have to go." Bian Ba looked grateful and clapped his hands together in salute.
Tan Xing was the leader of the fine craftsmanship camp and controlled the fine craftsmanship of the Tubo and Hu people in the west.
As a camp leader, he also has his own office space.
His place, like Wang Wenxiu, Zheng Ding, and Yu Qishi, is on the first floor, while the eight rooms of the Jianguo Mansion, including the ceremonial room and the trial room, are on the second floor.
The first floor is naturally more convenient than the second floor, so all the important people work on the first floor.
When Tan Xing first came to Tubo, he regretted it for a while.
At that time, the security team had not yet invaded Tubo, and they were doing things completely secretly.
If they were not disguised as businessmen, they would have been discovered by the Tubo and Hu people and would have died long ago.
Even so, they kept their tail between their legs and endured the extortion from the Hu people and the Tibetans.
It wasn't until the security regiment invaded Tubo that their meticulous work turned around.
Zhaojiazhuang put the office of the leader of the Xizuo Camp and the three special envoys on the first floor. What does it mean? It shows that he attaches great importance to it, so that the Xizuo Camp has been compared with the three special envoys.
The Xizuo Camp was a special existence in Tubo. On the surface, it was under the control of the Supervisory Government. In fact, it reported directly to Zhao Ping. In fact, it had certain supervisory powers over the Supervisory Government.
Zhao Ping used this method to let the Supervisory Office and Xizuoying supervise each other and restrict each other to prevent one party from becoming dominant.
Wang Wenxiu, Yu Qishi, and Zheng Ding of the Supervisory Office also knew about the existence of Xizuo Camp, and they felt a little uncomfortable.
But the Jianguo Mansion is two thousand miles away from Xi County, and there are barbarians in the middle. It is impossible for them to become the emperor, so I can only admit it by pinching my nose.
In fact, after careful analysis, they found that although they did not have the power to control the personnel of the detailed production camp, they still had to be controlled by them to a certain extent.
After thinking about this, the three of them had no objection to Xi Zuoying.
What's more, if there had been no careful work, the oil in Tubo would most likely not have been discovered yet.
Xu Shuai and Xu Duo are brothers, who turned out to be members of the security team.
After Tan Xing formed the Tubo fine formation, the two of them came out together.
The last time Tubo discovered petrolatum, it was inseparable from the efforts of Brother Xu Shuai to find it.
Because Tan Xing's fine work formation was successful in searching for petrolatum, Zhao Ping upgraded the fine work formation to a fine work camp.
The general establishment of the fine production camp is only 500 people, but Tan Xing's control over Tubo and the western part of the Hu people does not have this restriction.
Not only were there no restrictions on personnel, but the funds were sufficient. Part of the profits from the clam oil were directly allocated to the Tubo Fine Works Camp to reward them for their efforts in finding petroleum jelly.
After Tan Xing was promoted to the leader of the fine work camp, he naturally did not forget these two brothers.
Xu Shuai is now the leader of the detailed formation, and his second brother is the deputy leader.
Xu Shuai brought his brother Xu Duo to Tan Xing's apartment, where Tan Xing was relaxing and drinking tea.
Seeing the two brothers coming in, Tan Xing smiled on his face.
Xu Shuai didn't care about being polite at this time and directly bowed his hand: "Inform the camp leader that Jialuolajia is planning another big thing."
"What's the big deal?" Hearing that it was Jia Luo and La Jia, Tan Xing put down the teacup in his hand and asked impatiently.
Xu Shuai bowed his hands and replied in a deep voice: "Inform the camp leaders that tomorrow they will mobilize 10,000 believers and hundreds of lamas to attack the Jianguo Mansion again."
"I didn't expect that Jia Luo and La Jia were so powerful that they would have more than 10,000 followers." Tan Xing couldn't sit still anymore, "Last time there were only two or three thousand people, how could they mobilize so many this time?" Where are the people?”
Xu Shuai bowed his hands and said, "Inform the camp commander that the Dharma King has asked the believers to demonstrate at the Jianguo Mansion by reducing the land rent by 10%."
"10%? Usually the harvest is 70%, but this year the weather is dry, so it's only 10% less. It's such a small favor." Tan Xing sneered on his face, shook his head with disdain, "It's easy to get rid of these bad guys."
"I'm telling the camp commander that Tubo is not like the Song Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, 50% was already considered high. They have no knowledge and believe in fate, so they are naturally grateful to the king of France." Xu Shuai couldn't help but smile bitterly, "And these chabas only believe in nobles and nobles. The lama speaks, but he doesn’t believe in the good intentions of the Han people like us.”
Tan Xing nodded, sighed, and agreed with Xu Shuai's statement: "After all, we are outsiders and have only been here for less than three months. How can we compare with the hundreds of years of history of the Lama nobles."
"Fortunately, there are already 20,000 people who believe in the little saint," Xu Shuai breathed a sigh of relief, and then said solemnly, "But these remaining ones can be said to be the most loyal followers of the lama."
Tan Xing thought for a while, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "Convert these ten thousand believers to believe in the little saint, let me see what these lamas will do?"
"Tell the camp leader that these believers are not easily persuaded like the previous believers and are extremely loyal to Lamaism. It is not easy to get them to change their beliefs." Xu Shuai thought for a while and said with some embarrassment.
Tan Xing smiled faintly, but his face was still dismissive: "The lamas of Xizhao Temple and Nanzhao Temple have converted to little saints. I don't believe that these believers are more powerful than those lamas."
"Inform the camp leader that the Khenpo and others will be tried tomorrow. They come at this time, and it is obvious that they have big plans." Xu Shuai saw Tan Xing looking down upon him, and then reminded him.
Tan Xing nodded: "If we want to pay attention to this matter, we must report it to the special envoys of the Supervisory Government."
"After all, this Jia Luo is a Dharma King, a Samana Bo Chan, and a Right Prime Minister. He has both power and influence, and is very popular among believers. Unlike those Khenpos, he is just a Khenpo." Listen. Upon hearing Tan Xing's report, he fell into deep thought, "It really shouldn't be underestimated."
