After a while, a fat man with a beard came out with his guards and shouted in a rough voice: "Bazan, are you tired of living? You dare to come here to provoke me with such a small number of people?

I have said it many times, my name is Sang Mastiff, not Sang Dog. Today I must teach you a big lesson, otherwise you will never know what reverence is. "

Looking at the Sangmao that rushed towards him with a spear, Bazan grinned and said, "As for respect, I have done it thoroughly in the past few days, and I have done it very well. There is nothing wrong with respecting others, so I came to you first."

Bazin kept talking, took out a small axe, and pounced on the Sangmao.

Looking at the small axe in Bazan's hand, Sang Ao sneered and stabbed Bazan's chest with the spear in his hand.

There is no sense of kinship among the different tribes of the Tibetans, because they are not from the same tribe.

Normally, when two groups of people meet while grazing on the grassland, the weaker one will stay away from them, otherwise it is likely to be joined by the stronger one.

To this end, the Grand Steward can teach us knowledge, skills, and many survival skills. The Grand Steward will make our lives better, more than ten times better."

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Sang Ao was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What does he need?"

Wang was planning to set up several more management systems in Tubo, subdividing politics, military, law, personnel, etc. as much as possible.

This year I want to deal with Lu Dongzan. After I build the city on the grassland next year, it won’t be too late to gather the Tibetan people. This way, it will be relatively easier to arrange. "

Put down your weapons and follow me to see the chief steward. This is the best choice. You are still the chief here, no one will die, and the chief steward will not look down on your little wealth. "

If the distance is not too far, you can make a trip and gather the Tibetan people. If the distance is too far, it will be unnecessary.

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded, "No need to be polite, I am very happy that you can come here alone so soon, the Sangshan tribe will have better and better days in the future.

Life and death are just a matter of a moment. The axe stopped at the center of Sang Ao's eyebrows. Looking at the axe that seemed so huge at this moment, he felt a burst of pain in his head and even his breathing stopped.

Bazin smiled contemptuously and asked, "There is no need to elaborate on the legend of the butler. What do you think the butler needs from you given his abilities?"

Sang Ao was silent for a long time, then asked, "Do I have any other choice?"

After seeing Wang Zheng, Sang Ao imitated Bazan, clenched his right fist and placed it on his left chest, slightly bent over and shouted: "Sang Ao, the leader of the Sangshan tribe, greets the chief steward. I hope the chief steward is well."

Hearing that Wang Zheng would let them lead the Tibetans, Bazan and Sangao were overjoyed and bowed together, saying, "Thank you for your trust, Grand Steward. We will do our best to persuade all the Tibetans to surrender to you as soon as possible."

Bazin grinned, shook his head and said, "Of course not, three thousand soldiers are on the snow slope, although the number is small, they can definitely kill everyone here.

Bazin led the way and said, "The chief steward doesn't like others to kneel down and bow. Just follow me and bow."

Sang Ao thought about it carefully and realized that his little property was indeed not worth mentioning to Wang Zheng. Not to mention his own wealth, even the wealth of all Tibetans, or even the wealth of the whole world, was meaningless to Wang Zheng.

It was not until the axe slowly left his forehead that Sang Hao gradually recovered.

When Bazin said these words, his face was full of admiration.

The two chatted for a while, and finally Sang Ao sighed and said, "Let's go and meet the chief steward."

Sang Ao twitched his cheeks, "Is there such a good thing in the world?"

Because others are earning wealth, while the legendary Wang Zheng is creating wealth, which is an essential difference.

Do your job well. If nothing unexpected happens, the Tibetans will be handed over to you to lead until those young people return from Songzhou after completing their studies. Then we will select new officials. However, you two will still be the actual managers of the Tibetans. "

There was a strong resistance, and Sang Ao was stunned. He quickly stabbed the dagger in his left hand into Bazan's lower abdomen, and there was also a resistance.

Your treatment will be the same as Bazin's. As for what to do, Bazin will tell you. From now on, I will no longer follow the army. You should cooperate with the Ba people to handle the next things.

After Sang Ao waved away the tribesmen who wanted to come to help, he looked at Bazan and asked, "Why?"

There were screams coming from all around. Sang Ao looked around and found that those lying down were actually his own people. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Retreat."

"What does a man like the chief steward want?"

Bazin put away the axe and sighed, "The steward took action, I surrendered, and the steward rewarded me with 100 sets of winter clothes. It only took me three days to get here from my ancestral land. Can you understand the meaning of these words?"

Bazin was silent for a while, then said, "There is a rumor in the army that people fear God, but the chief steward fears people. All the chief steward wants is for everyone to live a good life."

"The chief steward needs your loyalty. No, the chief steward is already detached from the world and needs nothing. It should be said that the Emperor of Tang needs your loyalty and needs long-term peace and stability in Tubo.

Sang Ao murmured, "Are there really people like this in the world?"

Wang Zheng shook his head and said, "Don't be so anxious. If the distance is too far and the area is too large, it is inevitable that there will be damage during the migration, which is not good. You just need to keep heading northwest.

Looking at the axe swung by Bazin, Sangmao couldn't help but reveal a look of despair and roared, "No."

It is enough to have tens of thousands of Tibetan people as seeds. There is no need to ask for more this year. Instead, we should seek stability. After all, Lu Dongzan still has 100,000 troops to be arranged by then.

Having too many Tibetans gathered in a short period of time may not necessarily be a good thing.

After sending Sang Ao and Bazan away, Wang Zheng gave Wang Wu detailed instructions again, telling him not to be too impatient and to just make preparations to explore the way. After finding Lu Dongzan, he must report back and make arrangements after the army arrives.

Fearing that Wang Wu might act impulsively, Wang Zheng specially brought Chen Fengning out this time and made the two of them partners.

"Don't worry, brother. I'm not stupid."