Seeing the cruel look in Zanpo's eyes, Wang Wu quickly shook his head, "It's not me, I didn't do that, don't talk nonsense, I just saw a frame underneath with a telescope, how could a general of such a high rank like me do something like throwing an oil tank personally?"

Zanpo squinted at Wang Wu and said with contempt, "You are a high-ranking general, the younger brother of the chief steward. Bah, you are a coward who dares to do something but not to take responsibility."

Wang Wu's face flushed, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted: "If it's not me, it's not me. I dare not take such a great credit."

Wang Wu dare not take on such a great grudge as the murderer of his father. After Tubo surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, the two families would definitely have some exchanges. Life would not be easy with the feud. Merits and so on would be just so-so. With Wang Zheng's ability, the whole family would not have enough time to keep a low profile, so why would they need such a great merit?

Seeing Wang Wu's strenuous denial, Zanpo heaved a sigh of relief. Since he had already decided to surrender to the Tang Dynasty, it was not his wish to become a lifelong enemy with the steward. The dead are gone, and the living still need to live their lives. It would be better to just treat it as an accident. Moreover, even if the oil tank was dropped by Wang Wu, it could essentially be said to be an accident.

Thinking of this, Zanpo couldn't help but smile bitterly. God really favors the Tang Dynasty.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, send someone over to accept the surrender as soon as possible. After all, the wounded can't wait, and I don't have that many doctors and reserve medicines."

Zanpo looked at Lun Qinling who was following Wang Zheng and nodded, "Yes, my father said that this ending would be good for him. After Tubo surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, I hope the steward will treat everyone equally."

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Many of your Tibetan nobles are not of Chinese descent, and many are stubborn and unrepentant. Appropriate cleansing is inevitable. After all, many Tibetan slaves are of Chinese descent. They have accumulated resentment over the years, and they need to vent it out to some extent. This will be conducive to long-term stability."

The next day, Wang Zheng led 30,000 Ba soldiers and 20,000 Tibetan soldiers who had been trained in the past three years in Dari City, along with a group of doctors and many medicinal materials, and headed west.

After all, Lhasa is much farther away than Qinghai. Even if Wang Zheng wanted to provide subsidies, it would be too much trouble. Why bother with something that can be solved on the spot? Zanpo didn't care about the purge. The young and strong people in his own line were in the army, and their families had already followed Zanpo to the west, and they didn't stay in Lhasa at all.

After Wang Wu finished speaking, he quickly got on the hot air balloon. Without even untying the anchor hook, he simply cut the anchor rope and ran away.

"Bah, you coward, you're bringing shame to the steward." Zanpo knew what was going on after seeing Wang Wu's actions and couldn't help but curse at him.

If it fails, then there is no point in talking about anything else. Even if it succeeds, Lu Dongzan will immediately go west. The Emperor of Tang would rather destroy this important figure than let other forces control him. Therefore, temporary evacuation is inevitable.

Tubo was a slave society, and most of the enslaved people were Qiang people. Needless to say, the oppression of a slave society was natural. In order to reconcile the contradictions between the two classes, Wang Zheng thought it would be a good idea to hold a grand trial.

Lu Dongzan had no plan to stay in Gaoyuan. Regardless of whether the plan to capture Wang Zheng was successful or not, it was impossible for him to stay in Gaoyuan for the time being.

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded, “I will naturally treat everyone equally, but my treatment may be a little different from what your father thinks.

A proper cleansing would not only bring about social harmony, but also allow the Tibetan slaves to obtain initial living supplies. In this way, Yuzhou would have to provide less subsidies.

With no effort spared and no logistics worries, they arrived at Zanpo's headquarters in two days. The first thing they did was to confiscate the Tibetans' ice armor. Then Wang Zheng went to see Lu Dongzan's body in person.

After Wang Zheng received the news of Lu Dongzan's death, he was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much. After thinking for a while, he said to Wang Wu: "That's good, let's send a group of doctors over to deal with the emergency.

"Did your father have any last words?"

Pay attention to safety and beware of fraud. Also, the air force must not let down their guard and must be prepared for emergencies at any time. Gather all the soldiers and go out to fight. Remember to send someone to notify other cities to prepare to receive the surrendered Tubo troops.

A soldier nearby said with a smile: "Of course this is good. Let's not talk about other things for now. After Lu Dongzan died, Tubo surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. How many people would be saved? This is a good thing for both the Tang people and the Tubo people. I think the Tubo people are definitely happy about it."

Wang Wu nodded and said with a smile: "The Tibetans should be happy about this. After all, everyone in the world knows that as long as they follow my Yuzhou clan, they will have a good life. In the future, the plateau will belong to the Tang territory, so their lives will naturally not be that bad."

After Wang Wu and the others cut the hook and anchor rope, they sat down in the hanging basket with a strange expression, saying, "I didn't expect that it would be so accurate if I just threw it casually, and it was Lu Dongzan's frame. I don't know if it was a good day or a bad day."

Let's temporarily disperse the Tibetan army to various cities and let them see what life is like for our people in Qinghai. Our words don't count. What they see for themselves and what their people tell them is always the truth."

"It's all up to you, Grand Steward. If you think it's necessary to purge them, then do it. But you have to act quickly. The news of my father's death has spread. The Tibetan nobles who stayed in Luoshui must have considered whether to stay or leave, and the Tibetan slaves will also take action.

I think by the time the chief steward arrives in Lhasa, the whole of Tubo should have calmed down, and those who are able to stay should all be looking forward to the chief steward’s arrival in Lhasa.”

Wang Zheng thought about it and said with a smile: "That's right. You have always had rebellions from time to time. Now that the Zamp has gone west and your father has passed away, without the suppression of these two great powers, the various forces will indeed be redistributed."

Wang Zheng spent ten days at the border before he assigned all the Tibetan soldiers to their respective destinations. During this period, Di Renjie also arrived and he would go to Lhasa with Wang Zheng.

After everything was handled smoothly, Wang Zheng gave the order: "Send a victory report to Chang'an. Let's rush to Luosi now. I hope everything goes well. It will be possible for us to return to Chang'an to celebrate the New Year this year."