"Now the only way for Zhi Saidang Rugongdun and Niang Chisangyangdun to split from Songtsen Gampo and Ludongtsen is to use rumors. At this time, only rumors can cause them to split, so that the swords But I, the Dalai Lama, am like an eagle in the sky staring at their two fighting rabbits, and then I kill them both with one paw, hahahaha."
The Dalai Lama twisted his limbs almost crazily, as if everything had been achieved, and he, the Dalai Lama, would become the future King of Tibet.
Dorje felt that this method would not work. Looking at the Dalai Lama's confident look, he felt worried in his heart.
If it was the case that Dorje Ba was done in vain before, after all, if it failed, it would be a failure. Now it was a life and death moment. Dorje asked the Dalai Lama cautiously: "Sir Dalai, what if this operation fails? Rumors have not played a role." The effect made them discover that it was us who did it. What if they killed us in advance? "
"There are so many things, just quickly deploy people to spread false news. Get the specific content yourself."
The Dalai Lama looked very unhappy and waved his hand to chase Dorje away like a fly.
The first step is to say not to treat the enemy as a fool, but the second step is to treat the enemy as a fool. Duoji feels miserable because he has to listen to the Dalai Lama. He takes a few steps back and leaves the Dalai Lama's room and returns to his study. Inside, Dorje did not immediately deploy manpower to prepare rumors to undermine the trust between Zhi Saidang Rugong Dun, Niang Trisang Yang Dun, Songtsen Gampo and Lu Dongtsen.
After thinking about the Dalai Lama's words before and after, I felt that something was wrong. Why was the Dalai Lama's words so different? It should not be the level of behavior that a Dalai Lama with profound wisdom or deep scheming should have.
Why?
I rubbed my head and found that I couldn't figure out why it would be like this.
I couldn't think of the reason, so I had to go and complete the tasks assigned by the Dalai Lama first.
Prepare a bunch of random rumors and give them to your subordinates to spread.
Dorje was busy until late at night before arranging all the necessary things and fell into a deep sleep.
Dorje didn't know that after he left, the Dalai Lama kept standing at the window looking at his study with a gloomy face.
It was not until late at night, when the lights in Dorje's room were extinguished, that the Dalai Lama returned to his bed, twirling the rosary in his hand, with a terrifying and ferocious expression on his face.
"Trash, rubbish, no use at all. A trip to the Tang Dynasty will only bring me the Dalai Lama into disrepute without any benefits. In the past, you didn't dare to say a word to me. You only flattered me without hesitation. To carry out the orders I gave you, are you ready to betray me now?
Holding the rosary beads tightly in his hands, the Dalai Lama muttered to himself viciously: "I will give you another chance, Dorje, do this well so that I can see that your loyalty is still there, otherwise... boundless Hell will be your destination."
Dorje, who was sleeping deeply, did not know that the Dalai Lama had lost trust in him. He also had a dream in which he helped the Dalai Lama defeat Songtsen Gampo, Ludongtsen, and Zhi Saidang Rugong Dun. , Niang Chisangyangdun, they unified Tubo and prepared to fight against the Tang Dynasty.
The boundless cavalry of the Tang Dynasty used their sharp swords and the wrath of the gods in the sky to easily kill all the armies that Duoji and the Dalai Lama were proud of. His body was trampled by the hooves of the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty. feet.
The Tang Dynasty cavalry on war horses picked him up to see him. Duoji was frightened when he saw the human face inside.
It's the Dalai Lama
Why does the Dalai Lama's face appear on the Tang cavalry?
The Dalai Lama chopped off his head with a knife.
Then he was frightened and woke up, covered in cold sweat, and the sweat was pouring down his face.
Why?
Could it be that God is giving me another warning?
People in the Dalai Lama camp are loyal believers of various gods, and Dorje, as a senior official, is no exception.
Dorje did not hold the lamp, but knelt directly on the bed, holding the rosary beads in his hand and began to recite scriptures silently.
After reciting for more than half an hour, Dorje gradually forgot his nightmare and felt much better. He turned to look at the dark sky outside and fell asleep again.
One night passed
Starting early the next morning, within the scope of the three forces in Lacheng, various rumors about Songtsan Gampo and Ludongzan, Songtsan Gampo and Zhi Saidang Rugongdun, Songtsan Gampo and Niang and Chisang Yangton share the emotional experiences of four people.
There are even stories about Ludongzan and Zhi Saidang Rugongdun, Ludongzan and Niang Chisangyangdun mixed in it.
Gossip
Well-documented
There are even those who drive
Songtsen Gampo and Ludongtsen were in a bad mood after hearing this. What was this? They were blaming someone innocent out of thin air. What they were most afraid of was the maid who poured water last time. She was trembling in her room and didn't dare to come out. Make the message more realistic.
Rumors had been brewing for a few days, and Lu Dongzan's wife couldn't help but run over and ask her husband if he had done anything.
As a result, Lu Dongzan realized the crisis, and after thinking about countermeasures, he sent many people out to carry out countermeasures.
After Lu Dongtsen began to counterattack, stories about the Dalai Lama and Dorje soon appeared on the market, the Dalai Lama and his dozen or so leaders, Dorje and his dozen or so leaders, and even stories about the Dalai Lama and Songtsen Gampo when they were young, Dorje and Lu Dongzan’s grievances and grievances.
All kinds of legends and stories can be written in 10 million words of super bloody love.
In a corner of Lacheng
The two met in the snow and wind to solve personal problems.
"Brother, have you heard?"
"The one you're talking about?"
"The story of the Dalai Lama and Dorje"
"I've heard about it, but I don't think it's interesting. It's not as good as the story about Dorje and the dozen-headed men."
"Come on, I think the most exciting thing is the story of the Dalai Lama, Dorje and the dozen or so people. That's what makes me feel emotional."
"No, why haven't I heard of this?"
"Let me tell you, the thing is this: when the Dalai Lama and Dorje were in the wilderness talking to each other about bowel cleansing, it was expected that no one would pass by in the wilderness, but what a coincidence that day, ten people passed by. Multiple heads come out to play in groups, and as you know, more than ten people get together to play in the wild, which is also very spectacular."
"Well, yes, it's really spectacular, and then what?"
"Then there is the story of the Dalai Lama, Dorje and more than a dozen people. Oh, I won't tell you anymore, my butt is frozen. I want to go back."
"Brother, walk slowly, let me recall the story."
The man passed by and disappeared into the snow.
The more rumors there are
The more stories
The less everyone believes it
Later, I simply listened to it as an after-dinner story.
Careful people recorded all the stories as much as possible, waiting to sell them at a good price later.
After the matter had been going on for a while, everyone became bored and no one paid much attention to it.
With the Tubo Plateau bustling like this, good news finally came from Li Mingda’s black technology workshop in Panzhihua.
To be continued
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