The autumn sun shines on the green glazed tiles with a little warmth.


    A cool wind blew over the eaves, and there was a rustling conversation under the eaves.


    Two Tibetan envoys gathered together and stood under the eaves, whispering.


    A Tubo envoy with square eyes and a moustache, Yu Guang glanced inside and whispered.


    "What''s the look! If we Khan hadn''t taken him in because of his talent, what could he do as a poor boy?"


    The short Tubo envoy nearby gave a cold hum in his nose and said in a deep voice.


    "Talent? How much talent does he have? Can he have our great knowledge? I''m not defeated by the Datang boy this time!"


    "What a shame. Dou Wen didn''t fight. Dou Wu almost lost his life."


    The eight character Hu envoy rubbed his face and said.


    "I''ve lost the competition. I''m angry with us. I''m a Tubo prince. It''s disgusting!"


    "It''s really hard to start. My face still hurts at the moment."


    The short envoy sneered and said.


    "Prince? He really thinks of himself as a prince? If it weren''t for the leaders of the tribe who were young and could control him, who would support him?"


    "Look now, we Khan have controlled the overall situation. He is just a prince in name only."


    "In my opinion, when our Khan has children, he will be abolished."


    The eight character Hu envoy flashed a sneer on his face and said.


    "That''s not true. Now most of his backers have gone, and he''s just an old puppet."


    "If it hadn''t been for a little talent, martial arts and being protected by our talented Khan, he would have been expelled from office."


    "Over the years, he has offended many people. I guess Khan can''t protect him for long."


    Bang.


    While talking, a big hand slammed into the head of the eight character Hu envoy.


    The sound of angry drinking exploded in my ears in an instant.


    "You dog slaves are chewing your tongue behind your back."


    Eight character Hu envoy, only felt a huge force rush to his head, his body involuntarily fell to one side and hit the scarlet column heavily.


    Dong.


    His head was knocked on the column, and his mustache only felt that his eyes were shining with gold stars. He couldn''t stand stably. He slipped under his feet and fell to sit next to the column.


    Before the little envoy could react, he felt that he was kicked on the back, shot out, plopped and fell to the ground.


    Two Tibetan envoys hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and shouted in fear.


    "Spare your life, Prince. My subordinates don''t dare anymore..."


    The Tubo Prince gasped for breath, thinking of the scene in which the two envoys talked about himself just now, he couldn''t help but raise an anger in his heart.


    "Cheap slave, I''ll tear your mouth today and see how you two talk nonsense in the future."


    After that, the Tubo Prince strode forward, grabbed the messy hair of the eight character beard, raised it, and punched the door.


    Accompanied by the brittle sound of bones, the mustache covered the blood flying mouth and nose, collapsed on the ground, twisted and howled miserably.


    The Tubo Prince looked coldly at the frightened little envoy and said.


    "And you!"


    While talking, he swept out with one foot.


    The short envoy''s slightly thin body was thrown out in an instant, hit the ground heavily and rolled several times.


    After stabilizing his body, the short envoy covered his stomach and retched painfully.


    "Say! Where has the great minister gone again? Is he going to make amends to those Tang aristocratic families again?"


    The roar was mixed with deep anger.


    At this moment, the Tubo Prince completely ignored his noble and humble status and vented his dissatisfaction.


    Over the years, it is not easy for him to sit in the incomparable position of Tubo prince from the bottom of poverty.


    By chance, young and intelligent, he was accidentally seen by Songzan Ganbu when he was hunting a wolf with his bare hands. Songzan Ganbu was shocked by his amazing force.


    Since then, the fate of the poor boy was changed at that moment.


    The endless sea of books gave him the joy of learning. Three meals a day, delicious meat, let him feel the warm taste.


    The good times did not last long, and the major tribes also found this child who had a lot of relationship with Songzan Ganbu.


    Under endless intimidation, coercion and inducement, this simple child in cloth took off step by step.


    Gradually, under the gorgeous clothes, there is a heart of selling soul and secretly communicating information.


    While Songzanganbu takes care of the child, it is also contradictory.


    Such a talented person is constantly involved in the wave of intertwined forces and power competition.


    When the overall situation stabilized, Songzan Ganbu decided to give the poor boy a chance to show his talent and make a clean break.


    Of course, the position of Tubo Prince is a piece of sweet candy, guiding the boy in the right direction.


    On the contrary, the old ministers who controlled the Tubo Prince were defeated one by one, but the new ministers complained about this unbearable young man.


    From the beginning to the end, the noble Tubo Prince trembled in the storm intertwined with Tubo power.


    The visit to Tang and his party was the first time that the Tubo prince went out of the mountain.


    He was full of confidence, but when he won, he was humiliated by Tang Hao who suddenly returned to the city.


    The arrogant appearance was completely torn apart at this moment, and the resentment that had been silent for many years erupted at this moment.