Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Songtsan Gampo walked out of the bathhouse. It was already dark. He took the clothes he had washed and the things he bought in the supermarket and walked towards the Dudu Mansion. The bathhouse was some distance away from the Dudu Mansion. Songtsen Gampo looked at the wooden poles erected on both sides of the streets in Songzhou City, and there was something shining on the top of the poles.

"It's really amazing. If this thing is precious, how can it be used on such a large scale? But if it is not precious, this thing is too magical. It can emit such a bright light in the dark night." Songtsen Gampo looked up as he walked Holding the lightbulb above his head.

It's not just the problem with the light bulb. It's already dark now, but there are still many people like him hanging out on the street, and there are also some men and women chatting under the street lights. Songtsen Gampo was a little confused. He heard that the Tang Dynasty had a curfew, but why didn't Songzhou City have one?

Full of questions, Songtsen Gampo returned to the Governor's Mansion. Yuchi Baoqi happened to be preparing to eat in the front hall. When he saw him coming back, he asked the kitchen to bring all the food.

"So, how do you feel about going out this time? I'm afraid you can't find your way back." Yuchi Baoqi joked.

"Everything in your Songzhou City is weird. What about the orb that shines at night and the nursing home? Oh, and there is a curfew! Why is there no curfew?" Songtsen Gampo threw away all the questions. come out.

"You don't even want to understand the glowing ball. It is an object produced in a workshop. It is difficult to make it shine and requires a lot of people to maintain it. The nursing home system is that you can pay an extra tax every month. When you This money will be doubled back to you when you get old. The curfew is because there is really no need. There are more than 4000 Tibetans, 1000 Tang people, and a total of [-] troops in the city. There are not as many fucking people as the army, so there is a curfew. Fucking curfew.”

After Yuchi Baoqi answered the question, she ignored him and began to eat attentively. Today, the fellow villagers came with a lot of sheep, so she could eat mutton again.

Songtsen Gampo was digesting what Yuchi Baoqi had just said, and it was obvious that many of them touched upon his blind spots in knowledge. He could understand the words and connected them together for a long time without knowing what he was talking about.

"Whether you want to eat or not, it doesn't matter if you want to break your head. You will go to Chang'an to enjoy the blessings in the future. Why do you think so much?" Yuchi Baoqi tapped Songtsen Gampo's bowl with his chopsticks.

Songtsen Gampo came to his senses and no longer bothered with these things. He thought that he had worked for a day and he should eat something good quickly.

"Why is there no tsampa?" As soon as Songtsen Gampo asked, Yuchi Baoqi grabbed his bowl. "You don't want to eat it, right? Then don't eat it. You are picky about some of them, so you have to live with someone else, do you understand?" Yuchi Baoqi said angrily.

Songtsan Gampo took his bowl back, picked up a piece of bone-in braised mutton with chopsticks, and ate it into his mouth along with the rice. A strong mutton flavor burst out in his mouth. Yes, it was salty. This saltiness was incomparable to the saltiness brought by the coarse salt from the royal court. This salty taste was so pure. After the saltiness, there is the aroma of mutton and a little sweetness. There is sugar but only a little bit. It is just right and wonderful.

Songtsan Gampo's mind was immersed in the deliciousness of the braised mutton, but his hand movements did not slow down at all. Pieces of mutton were wrapped in rice and put into his belly.

"If I went to Chang'an, would I still be able to eat such delicious mutton?" Songtsen Gampo looked at Yuchi Baoqi with a pleading look in his eyes.

"I can't eat it anymore. The taste of what you earn by working with your own hands is very different from what others give you." Yuchi Baoqi sighed.

Songtsen Gampo had only shed a little tears when he felt this before, but when he heard Yuchi Baoqi say this, he burst into tears and didn't even have time to put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

Seeing him like this, Yuchi Baoqi could only eat silently. This kind of thing can only be done by himself, otherwise no one can help him.

"How long can I stay in Songzhou City?" Seeing Yuchi Baoqi's delay in answering him, Songtsen Gampo slammed the hand holding the chopsticks on the table. "I asked you how long! How long!"

"In two months at most, I will finish the war in Tubo and return to Chang'an. Before then, I can help you as much as possible." Yuchi Baoqi shook his head helplessly.

"My only request is that you merge my Light Army into the Tianwei Army, without giving them new weapons, and let them follow the Tianwei Army to kill all the resisting forces in Tubo! I want to see the liberation of Tubo with my own eyes, and truly Liberation!" Songtsen Gampo grabbed Yuchi Baoqi's sleeve and gave him no room to refuse.

"Yes, but they will not be merged into the Tianwei Army. They will have their own designation. I am the Governor of Songzhou. From now on, your Guang Army will be under my control. What if they disobey?" Yuchi Baoqi looked at it coldly. Songtsen Gampo.

"Just kill me! I was really wrong before, so wrong. I thought the only way for Tubo to become strong was to expand outwards, but your Songzhou City is more like the Tubo people's Tubo than the Tubo under my rule! "Songtsen Gampo was in such a high mood that he couldn't even care about the grains of rice flying out of his mouth.

"Okay, okay, why don't you sit down and eat first? Don't spray your snacks out. If I really don't want to eat them, just keep them for yourself." Yuchi Baoqi really blocked her Q.

After dinner, the two went back to their rooms to rest. Songtsan Gampo was exploring all kinds of novelties in the room, while Yuchi Baoqi was worried about whether Su Lie and Xue Rengui's departure would go smoothly.

In the Tubo King's tent, Songtsan Gampo's stand-in was huddled in the corner and shivering. Lu Dongzan was chatting with Zan Xiruo about the interception and killing outside Songzhou City during the day. As soon as Zan Xiruo returned to the Tubo King's tent, He was sent to clean up several tribes that were stubbornly resisting. After finishing the work, he returned to the king's tent. He didn't even have time to change his blood-stained clothes.

"Songtsen Gampo ran to Songzhou City because he was sure that he would not be able to escape. He knew that Yuchi Baoqi would definitely save the Tibetan people. You retreated in time. If you were slower, it would not be as simple as just leaving four hundred corpses. I'm afraid you won't be able to come back." Lu Dongzan sat and analyzed Songtsen Gampo's escape.

"I know that my father did not dare to confront the army head-on, and my son did not dare to act rashly, so he had to lead the army to evacuate. On the way to the evacuation, we found the clothes that Songtsen Gampo and his party had changed. They should have entered the Song Dynasty dressed as common people. Zhoucheng, how about we borrow a knife to kill someone?" As the son of Lu Dongzan, Zan Xiruo perfectly inherited his father's fighting talent and mind.

"Okay, when the time comes, we will send a secret letter to Yuchi Baoqi, telling him that Songtsan Gampo is in his city. Regardless of whether he kills him or not, Songtsan Gampo will no longer have any influence on Tubo." Lu Dongzan cast an approving look at his son.