The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"What else can I do, go back to the post house and inform me Apa." Qin Ling, with a pale face, strode towards the direction of the post house.

After Lu Dongzan wandered outside the house, he already felt that he was eccentrically cold, and once again returned to the warm spring room.

A huge iron stove on fire in the house was radiating heat wantonly, and the kettle on it was steaming hot.

In this way, the iron stove makes the house warm like spring, and the kettle makes the house look less rough.

This kind of whimsy, especially the iron stove, has become the subject of Lu Dongzan's most research.

If you have such a good baby in the cold Tubo, in your own residence, you will definitely be much more comfortable in winter.

And when I was envoy to Datang last time, Datang didn’t have such an object, but this time I have...

Maybe, when I go back, I should also ask the emperor of Tang Guo to send a few craftsmen who are good at making this kind of iron stove.

Lu Dongzan sat in front of the iron stove, picked up the kettle, and poured boiling water into the tea set in front of him.

Soon, the scent of tea came to the face again, sipping this mellow and refreshing tea soup, it was a great enjoyment.

It seems that the tea-making technology of the Tang Dynasty has also been greatly improved, and the tea made is getting better and better.

In addition, there is the white folded cloth that my son Qinling bought on the street yesterday. This kind of sturdy and hard-wearing cheap cloth.

For Tubo, it is also a rare good treasure. I heard that the raw materials of this thing are mainly various in the eastern part of the Western Regions.

In that area, there is always Tubo's long glimpse of aquatic and fertile land, although today, Tubo is still trying to digest and absorb the newly defeated Xiangxiong Kingdom.

There is no ability to go further, but as long as it can get enough benefits from Datang, after a period of rest and recuperation.

In the future, maybe Tubo will be able to digest that piece of land in his mouth, and firmly control the golden road to wealth, the Silk Road, in the hands of Tubo.

The prince of Datang has received the will of his majesty the Emperor of Datang and has accepted the credential submitted by him.

And also conveyed the will of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, tomorrow, he will lead the envoy to set out to Luoyang, the eastern capital of the Tang Dynasty.

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The last time I went on an envoy, I only went to pass through the Guanzhong area. I had been fascinated by the Central Plains for a long time, and I finally had the opportunity to set foot on that land.

While Lu Dongzan, the Tubo prime minister, who was sipping tea soup, was thinking about it, Qin Ling had already led a group of people back to the post house with a look of depravity.

When he arrived at the room where Lu Dongzan was, he saw his father sipping tea soup there, thinking about something with confidence.

Lu Dongzan heard the sound of footsteps, and when he looked up, he saw his favorite son, Qin Ling, walking quickly with a depraved expression on his face.

Can't help asking with some doubts. "Qin Ling, what's the matter with you, is it possible that what happened to you in the city today?"

Qin Ling shook his head, reached out and handed over the copy of "Changan Xunbao".

"I have seen Apa (Father's meaning), I'm fine, Apa, look at this..."

"Isn't this "Chang'an Xunbao"? Let me see, eh?..."

Lu Dongzan took it and glanced at him curiously. In an instant, the expression on his face was directly stiff.

The headlines that were exaggerated to the point of sensationalism fell in Lu Dongzan's eyes, but they seemed so shocking.

Lu Dongzan looked at the shocking words with a very ugly expression, and soon his eyes fell on the content under the headings.

The more I look at it, the more my heart is frightened, regardless of why the other person might have such a mess of article names.

However, these articles are just like big hands full of evil, one after another, almost all of the clothes on Tubo's body are stripped off.

Even the loincloth did not feel like it was pulled down, so that the entire Tubo conspiracy and thoughts were all exposed to those readers of Datang.

Even some Tubos have not yet carefully considered the long-term perspectives, such as annexing Tuyuhun, taking Longyou, and mastering the Silk Road, all of which were told by the malicious author.

Lu Dongzan immediately closed the "Chang'an Xunbao" and raised his head with a very ugly expression, and looked at his son Qinling.

For a long time, he looked at the "Chang'an Xunbao" in his hand and murmured.

"This is impossible! What's the matter, is it our credential leaked out?"

"Apa, even if our credential is leaked out, it is impossible to let these Tang people know so quickly and then compile it into an article and print it out."

"My boy heard that although the printing technique of the Great Tang Dynasty is very good, the "Changan Xunbao" is only one issue every ten days."

"Our credential was presented to His Royal Highness of Datang yesterday. It is impossible to pass it like this today."

Lu Dongzan said with a green face, stroking his thick beard, for a long time.

"Many of the content on this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made the old man feel that it was as if it was deliberately leaked by an important minister who participated in my Tubo court discussion."

"Otherwise, why are there none of these books on our credential, but why does the content that have been discussed repeatedly in the middle of the country appear here?"

"Apa, what do you mean is that among our Tubo's important officials, someone colluded with the Tang people?"

"Let's take a look at the author's signatures under these articles..." Lu Luzan took a deep breath, and pressed his fingers at the author under each article.

"This is called Puwanawa, you can try it out in Tubo language."

Qin Ling was stunned for a moment, and his face was dumbfounded and authentic. "stomachache?"

"And this, Sunawar. This is a toothache."

"Also, the navas in this country mean headaches."

"Look at the signatures of the two authors below. One is called Xie La Table Cloth Guai Er, and the other is Table Cloth Xi Zha Du."

"..." Qin Ling's face was as black as the bottom of Te Niang's earthenware pot that had been burned for a hundred years of cow dung. What is the transliteration of the devil's name?

As the number one wise man in Tubo, he always thinks about bad things when he is in trouble. Although Lu Dongzan thinks deeply, he is full of disgust.

But after reading these two pen names carefully and repeatedly, I finally understood.

"Shoes spicy tablecloth gaier is: Is it delicious? And tablecloth Xizha alone: ​​It is delicious..."

Qin Ling's whole person is not good, what kind of pseudonym is this all Te Niang?

"Qin Ling, you must also know that those Tang people have always been arrogant to the extreme, and have always disdain to learn foreign languages."

"Since we entered the Tang Dynasty, we have only been able to communicate with them in the language of the Han people."

"If there is no secret intersection between the Tubo and the Tang, do you think these seemingly nonsense pen names might appear?"

"If it wasn't for the old man who likes to delve into troubles, I am afraid that he will miss it like you..."