“Chuckle—”
"You bastard, how on earth do you know so much about Tubo?"
"You don't know, Napur was so frightened by me that he couldn't even stand up."
"And those ministers, who usually look down on others and don't care about anything, were so shocked by me today that they were speechless."
Yan Jiaoran held the fragrant tea, smiled sweetly, and giggled uncontrollably.
As innocent as a girl.
Qin Yuan leisurely sipped his tea, brushed off the invisible dust on his clothes, and said calmly, "I got it wrong."
"Guessed?" Yan Jiaoran's eyes shone with surprise.
"You bastard, are you kidding me?" Yan Jiaoran stared straight into Qin Yuan's eyes, with a hint of cunning hidden in her gentle smile.
"Really? I was just kidding." Qin Yuan lay down on Yan Jiaoran's legs.
"Then how did you guess that? Tell me!" Yan Jiaoran snorted softly.
"It's very simple, take a look at this." Qin Yuan picked up the information at hand and handed a piece of information to Yan Jiaoran.
Yan Jiaoran flipped it open and took a look. She pursed her lips and chuckled softly, "When did you secretly set up your intelligence network in Tibet?"
Qin Yuan leaned against her comfortably and replied, "It was around the New Year."
"Wu Changbo is quite capable. He established a preliminary intelligence network in a short period of time."
"But it doesn't say much. It just talks about the chaos in various parts of Tibet, and that happened two months ago. How did you deduce so much from it? You even know the secrets of the palace?"
Yan Jiaoran frowned, even more confused.
"I guessed it." Qin Yuan replied.
"Can you tell me in detail?" Yan Jiaoran hugged Qin Yuan's head and giggled.
"It's very simple." Qin Yuan said.
"At first, the Tibetans didn't play by the rules, so I didn't understand what they meant. I thought they had other intentions and that the intelligence I had was outdated."
"But later, after he proposed a marriage alliance, I was completely certain that they came here to seek assistance from the Great Zhou."
"After marrying the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty with such grand ceremony, those Tubo rebels who wanted to attack Songtsen Gampo naturally had to consider the attitude of the Great Zhou Dynasty just now."
"This shows that Songtsen Gampo's current situation is very bleak, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even precarious."
"As for the inside story of the palace, of course it's all just a lie."
"The old Zamp was still in his prime, yet he died in his own bedroom. If it wasn't poisoning, what could it be?"
"So, who was it that poisoned him?"
"Furthermore, the eldest prince died young, which is even more bizarre and strange."
"I believe that every Tibetan has doubts in their hearts. I am just hinting to them that these things are actually done by the Great Zhou."
"Then how do you know that the eldest prince is a virtuous prince?" Yan Jiaoran raised her doubts again.
"That's not easy." Qin Yuan chuckled, "People who live in memory are always virtuous. Throughout history, which righteous army didn't raise a big banner?"
Yan Jiaoran looked at him with a smile, "So that's how it is."
"What a bastard you are! If you had gotten away with it and failed to scare the envoy, then the Great Zhou would have really gone to war with Tubo."
"It can't be opened, it can't be opened." Qin Yuan shook his head. "Tubbo is in chaos, how can it have time to cause trouble for the Great Zhou?"
"Even if there hadn't been this incident with Songtsen Gampo, I would have been ready to offer some help to those struggling rebels."
"A chaotic Tubo is in the best interests of the Great Zhou."
Qin Yuan shook his head and said leisurely.
"Sure enough, you, a bastard, are the most insidious!" Yan Jiaoran supported her waist and smiled innocently.
"Insidious? I have something even more insidious!" Qin Yuan turned over and grabbed the emperor's vitals.
Yan Jiaoran's eyes were as charming as silk, and suddenly she smiled mischievously, panting and saying in a sweet voice:
"Don't be impatient—"
"I still have a little question, can you tell me?"
"What's the problem?" Qin Yuan was in a good mood and picked up her knees.
Yan Jiaoran bit Qin Yuan's ear and murmured, "Then why refuse to send people to Tubo to preach?"
Qin Yuan sneered, "Who would cherish something that is given away for free?"
"Let them study on their own. Only when they have achieved something through hard work will they understand what it means to be hard-earned."
"Is that so?" Yan Jiaoran nodded, seemingly understanding.
She didn't quite understand what the meaning and value of this was.
But Qin Yuan knew it and smiled leisurely.
"You have to understand the power of culture."
"We must make Da Zhou a beacon in the hearts of all Tibetan youths, so that they will rush to Da Zhou to study."
"When that time comes, uh-huh—"
"Once someone says something bad about the Great Zhou, or something that's detrimental to the Great Zhou, those people will bring their own dog food to defend the Great Zhou, just to be able to join the Great Zhou."
"So, do you understand?"
Yan Jiaoran chuckled, "You bastard, what are you talking about? It's all nonsense."
"Why don't I think it will be useful?"
Although the term "bring your own dog food" is quite new, it still does not affect her understanding of Qin Yuan's words.
In other words, everyone who has attended classes at Da Zhou will become a member of Da Zhou?
"Don't worry, it will definitely be useful. Let me show you the power of culture." Qin Yuan smiled slightly.
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