Chapter 220 (2/2)

”It's very simple. It's the same condition...” As soon as Li Hong opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Wencheng.

Wen Cheng said angrily: ”don't even think about it. It's impossible. In that case, you might as well merge Tibet into the territory of the Tang Dynasty, or wait for the Tibetan people to be in turmoil? Don't you know these days? Since you allowed Zanpu to contact with other officials, can't you see the contradictions among the Tubo tribes? Do you think Tubo is easy? Isn't your heart made of meat? Can you bear to watch the innocent people of Tibet go on like this all the time

”Isn't it just that some tribes fight for grassland? It's not a big deal. Besides, they live by water and find good grassland. Who doesn't want to own it and use it for their own tribe. Let them fight, and if they win or lose, they will stop fighting. ” Li Hong said irresponsibly.

Anyway, this is a dead friend, not a poor one. The more chaotic the Tubo is, the more happy he is.

”You Lower your qualifications. Don't let the old man be embarrassed. ” Wen Cheng is too lazy to quarrel with him. It is only himself who gets angry at the quarrel.

”Well, my qualifications can be lowered. Pei Xingjian is not the Prime Minister of Tibet, but he must be the Deputy Prime Minister. You can choose by yourself. Dai Zhide will set up the Imperial College in Dazhao Temple of Tubo to learn the culture of Tang Dynasty for all the people of Tibet. All the expenses will be paid by you. Military power, Pei Xingjian... ”

”Don't even think about the military power. If you give the military power to your people, it doesn't mean that I put a knife on my neck?” Looking at Li Hong, Princess Wencheng felt powerless.

This little devil is going to spend here until you agree.

”Tubo can't set up the governor of the Tang Dynasty. Pei Xingjian can only appoint me as the Deputy Minister of Tubo. If it is not, it will be three years. As for Dai Zhide's opening of an academic library in Tibet, I agree with Wencheng, but I can't do it in Dazhao temple... ”

”Then Xiaozhao temple.” Li Hong blinked his eyes and answered quickly.

No matter Xiaozhao temple or Dazhao temple, these temples were built because of her literary achievements, enjoying a high reputation in Tubo.

In particular, Dazhao temple is called zulakang and juekang in Tubo.

Dazhao temple was originally built to honor the statue of Buddha named Shiying Buddha when Princess Wencheng married Tubo.

At first, the name of the Buddhist temple was called Reza. Later, it became another destiny of Luoxi city. With the evolution of time, it gradually evolved into Lhasa of later generations.

The reason why Luoxi city is called holy land is that the statue of Shiying Buddha brought by Princess Wencheng is not as large as that of the previous one, but it is already a large-scale building.

Xiaozhao temple, in a real sense, was built by Princess Wencheng. Its scale and reputation are inferior to that of Dazhao temple in the hearts of Tibetans. However, in Princess Wencheng's heart, it is the only holy land in her heart.

So when Li Hongfei answers quickly and the school hall is built in Xiaozhao temple, the complicated look on Princess Wencheng's face is easy to understand.

Princess Wencheng talked again. There were more sighs in this period than the usual half of her life.

”Well, it should be built in the Jokhang Temple, but I need to invite the statue of Shiying Buddha in the main hall to Xiaozhao temple before I can start the renovation.” Princess Wencheng said helplessly.

”Haha, I know that you are the most reasonable. What, the position of Tibetan equivalent to the position of minister of rites in Tubo, then I will appoint Dai Zhide.” Li Hong laughs and looks at Princess Wencheng's helpless nod.

Princess Wencheng was relieved and finally dismissed the little devil. Although the position of vice minister was very important, there was still a big one on top of her.

In this way, Tubo is still under the autonomy of Tubo, and has not formed a subordinate relationship with the Tang Dynasty.

But just as Princess Wencheng had just put her heart into her stomach, Li Hong's question made her suddenly dumbfounded.

”By the way, aunt, I'd like to ask you something. What's the meaning of that festival?” Li Hong asked with a tone scale of Tibetan language.

When Princess Wencheng heard the word jie'er, her face turned pale and her whole body seemed to be shaking. She looked at Li Hong in horror and said in a trembling voice, ”what kind of festival? Where did you hear that rumor? Tubo has never set up such an official post, let alone appoint other outsiders such an official post! ”

At the moment, Princess Wencheng's heart was full of troubles, and her expression was even more pale and frightened. If this festival is appointed, will Tubo still be Tubo?