Li Chengqian of the Tang Dynasty: Please say long live His Majesty

Chapter 329 You don’t think that you can give birth to my son just once (Part )

Outside the Wude Hall, "Gang Rinpoche" was brought into the hall wearing a black hat and with a pale face.

After waiting for a while, Xu An appeared in front of the hall and led "Gang Rinpoche" into the hall.

Standing in the hall, Mount Kailash bowed to Li Chengqian, who was seated behind a desk in a black robe with golden threads, and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is greeted by your Excellency, the Prince of Yangtong...Princess of Yangtong, Zhuomulaji."

"Stand up." Li Chengqian put down his brush, looked up at Zhuomulari, and said calmly, "Take off your hat."

"Yes!" Zhuomulari's expression changed slightly, but he finally took off his hat meekly, and a beautiful face suddenly appeared in front of Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian looked at her calmly, nodded slightly, and said, "Do you know about your brother's situation?"

Zhuomulaji lowered his head and said, "I don't know for sure. The doctor only gave me a rough idea, but I can tell it's not very optimistic."

Li Chengqian's eyes swept across Zhuomulari's face and he said, "You went from Yangtong to Western Tuyuhun, then from Western Tuyuhun to Eastern Tuyuhun, and then to Shanzhou and Chang'an... Along the way, I think you should be very clear about how far the Tang Dynasty is from Yangtong."

"Yes!" Zhuomulari's expression changed slightly. She understood the meaning of Li Chengqian's words. The Tang Dynasty was too far away from Yangtong.

If the Tang Dynasty intervenes in Yang Tong's affairs, it will have to pay a heavy price.

What's more, Zhuomulari knew that the distance between Datang and Yangtong was even farther and more difficult than Datang itself had imagined.

"Your Highness!" Zhuomulari bowed and said, "The Tang Dynasty is far away from Yangtong, but Tuyuhun is close. As long as Tuyuhun sends out troops and the Tang Dynasty follows from behind, we will definitely be able to force Tubo to retreat from Yangtong."

Li Chengqian looked at Zhuomulari. He knew that this woman's idea was to trick the Tang Dynasty into joining first.

As long as the Tang Dynasty also makes some sacrifices, it will not be so easy to cut off one's own arm.

However, Li Chengqian now had no intention of debating with her about the relationship between Tuyuhun, the relationship between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo, and the difficult road transportation.

He just shook his head calmly and said, "It's too late. I have some news that I should have told you before."

Zhuomulazhi inexplicably felt a chill rising from his limbs, instantly spreading throughout his body. He said with a bit of suffocation, "Your Highness!"

Li Chengqian looked at her and said calmly, "Half a month ago, news came from Western Tuyuhun that Yangtong King Linaxu had been imprisoned and killed by Songtsen."

Zhuomulaji was stunned for a moment, then he collapsed to the ground involuntarily, and then cried out in pain, "Father!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably down her face and her voice choked.

Li Chengqian walked out from behind the desk and walked in front of Zhuomulari. He looked her up and down, then said calmly, "I should express my condolences to you, but I think you should just cry as much as you want."

Zhuomulari immediately looked up and looked at Li Chengqian in disbelief.

Li Chengqian exchanged a glance with her, then looked out the hall and said calmly, "Yangtong is too far from the Tang Dynasty. Not to mention the father-in-law-son-in-law relationship between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo, even if the Tang Dynasty could send troops to attack from Eastern Tuyuhun to Western Tuyuhun, then cross the Kunlun Mountains and attack Yangtong, it might not be able to drive out the Tibetans who are waiting for them to tire themselves out."

Zhuomulari's expression changed slightly.

Li Chengqian continued, "Not to mention, what did Yang Tong have to offer that was worthy of the Tang Dynasty's military deployment? Even if the Tang Dynasty sacrificed countless soldiers and drove away the Tibetans, what would it gain?"

"Although Yangtong is poor, as long as we can retake Yangtong, we can threaten Tubo and even invade Tubo." Zhuomulari looked at Li Chengqian with pleading eyes, then kowtowed deeply and said, "The Tubo people are ambitious. They conquered Subi in the early years, and now they have taken Yangtong. One day they will definitely invade Tuyuhun. Once they invade Tuyuhun, they will definitely attack Shanzhou..."

"If that's the case, then why doesn't the Tang Dynasty wait until the Tibetans reach Tuyuhun, and then fight them there?" Li Chengqian looked at the bowing Zhuomulari and said calmly, "That way, at least the Tang Dynasty's losses can be minimized."

Zhuomulaji looked up in surprise: "Then Tuyuhun?"

"Eastern Tuyuhun!" Li Chengqian shook his head and said, "Western Tuyuhun has never been under the control of the Tang Dynasty. As for Eastern Tuyuhun, the people there are also treacherous. Who knows when they will betray the Tang Dynasty? It is better to fight and eliminate them directly."

Zhuomulari felt the firmness in Li Chengqian's voice, and she knew that a consensus had been reached within the Tang Dynasty that the war between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo would be resolved during the unrest in Eastern Tuyuhun, not in Yangtong.

"Also, I have another piece of news for you. Doctor Qin diagnosed your brother." Li Chengqian sighed and said, "The situation is worse than expected. Doctor Qin said that even with his full daily care, your brother only has five or six years to live. During this time, he cannot have any other infections, colds, fevers, etc., as these will affect his lifespan."

Zhuomulari was filled with infinite grief, but she had already cried once before for her father's death.

This time, even though she felt uncomfortable, she still tried her best to hold it back.

Li Chengqian looked at her, sighed softly, and said, "In this situation, how can the Tang Dynasty invest in Yang Tong?"

Zhuomulari's body trembled slightly. The Tubo invasion of Yangtong would not happen now, nor in the next five or six years, but at least ten years later.

Ten years later, will her brother still be able to hold on?
Without her brother, Zhuomulari is just a princess of a fallen country. How much role can she play in such a matter?

No, she can.

Zhuomulaji raised his head, looked directly at Li Chengqian, and said, "Tibet is more powerful than the Tang Dynasty expected. At least I know a lot about Tibet, especially Songtsen. He is my brother-in-law, and his only son is my nephew."

Li Chengqian looked at Zhuomulari in surprise. He didn't expect that she could see through this.

Li Chengqian looked at Zhuomulaji, thought for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "But what does it matter? Do you think it will be Songtsen who will give you a chance, or will it be Songtsen's ministers who will give you a chance... Others aside, Lu Dongzan is a big obstacle."

"Your Highness!" Zhuomulari couldn't help but look up again. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter it for a long time.

Li Chengqian looked at her, sighed softly, and said, "The only value of you Yangtong people is that many years from now, after the Tang Dynasty wins the war against Tubo, you can incite the Yangtong nobles who have been controlled by Tubo for many years to betray them. But, can you wait until that time?"

"Your Highness!" Zhuomulari lowered his head helplessly.

"Perhaps." Li Chengqian looked at Zhuomulari and said lightly, "Perhaps, if your brother can leave behind an heir before this, then you can be by his side to assist him..."

"Offspring?" Zhuomulari looked at Li Chengqian with some confusion and said, "Brother, given your current situation, how could you possibly leave behind a child..."

Halfway through her words, Zhuomulari saw the way Li Chengqian was looking at her, and she suddenly understood something. For a moment, a chill inexplicably rose in her heart.

……

Li Chengqian pulled out an imperial edict from his sleeve and handed it to Zhuomulaji, then said calmly, "I have discussed with my father the emperor that we should choose a woman from the royal family to marry your brother as his princess. She will then give birth to a child. When the Tang Dynasty and Tubo go to war, we will send someone to contact Yang Tong."

"Brother, it's impossible for you to have children." Zhuomulari's face looked very ugly.

Li Chengqian turned around and walked back to the desk. He picked up his brush and looked at Zhuomulari again. He said, "Alright, you can go back. Your brother can't have children, but you can. Find a suitable husband in the Tang Dynasty, have a child, and adopt him as your brother's. After a few years, the Tang Dynasty can make this child the King of Yangtong. I believe that will be enough."

Zhuomulari shuddered suddenly, raised her head and looked at Li Chengqian with some fear.

She understood what Li Chengqian meant. Her children were also members of the Yangtong royal family, so there was no problem in adopting them to her brother.

However, if she finds someone else to bear children, what will happen to the Tang Dynasty in the end?

The Tang Dynasty would not care about Yang Tong. Yang Tong was just a pawn in the war between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo.

Therefore, there is only one way to make Datang keep Yang Tong...

Zhuomulari's mind went blank, and she looked up at Li Chengqian.

Behind the desk, Li Chengqian had already started to review the memorials with his head down.

Zhuomulari stood up slowly, she wanted to turn around and leave.

But she thought about it for a long time.

Finally, she walked step by step to Li Chengqian.

No one came out to stop it.

In other words, everyone else in the hall had already left.

Zhuomulari was standing right in front of Li Chengqian. She didn't say a word, everything was silent.

Li Chengqian put a memorial aside, then looked up at her and asked calmly, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yeah!" Zhuomulaji's face turned slightly pale, but she still nodded firmly.

Li Chengqian looked up at her and said seriously, "What happened today was what my father wanted. The only thing I can do now is to give you one last chance to regret. Leave now, find someone you love in the future, forget all about Yang Tong, and live a peaceful life. I can guarantee that."

Zhuomulari's expression relaxed unconsciously. She lowered her head and said bitterly, "The Yangtong royal family must be passed down."

"There are so many extinct countries in the world, and not just Yang, but you only have you, and you only have your own life." Li Chengqian persuaded her with a concerned look on his face.

"Your Highness!" Zhuomulaji suddenly knelt down and looked at Li Chengqian and said, "Your Highness, I am willing to do this. I beg Your Highness to grant me this."

Li Chengqian sighed lightly, then walked out from behind the desk, gently grabbed Zhuomulari's wrist, pulled her up, then pulled her belt and walked behind the curtain of the inner hall.

Red candles flickered within the curtains.

Outside the palace, the snow was still falling, but the wind was getting stronger.

Beating the snowflakes, going straight to the ends of the earth.

The snow fog inexplicably became thicker.

……

After a long time, a figure sat up on the bed in the Wude Hall.

The smooth jade back appeared in front of Li Chengqian.

Zhuomulaji turned sideways, looked at Li Chengqian, and said with pleading eyes: "Your Highness, please don't forget your promise."

"Don't worry, my beloved. As long as you have my offspring, I will definitely make him a prince in the future. He will then rule over Yangtong and will be a vassal of the Tang Dynasty forever." Li Chengqian reached out and stroked her jade back, then nodded gently.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Zhuomulari sat up directly from the bed, then decisively picked up his clothes and put them on.

Li Chengqian looked at her calmly, then asked curiously, "I heard that the Yangtong Cavalry is one of the four great cavalry of Tubo?"

Zhuomulari turned around in surprise: "That's true, but this cavalry is now under the control of Tubo. After all, my sister married Songtsen..."

"That is to say, Songtsen and I are now brothers-in-law, and his son is my nephew." Li Chengqian suddenly smiled with some complacency, then his expression calmed down and he looked up and said, "Since my beloved concubine knows about the Yangtong Cavalry, then my beloved concubine also knows about their training methods?"

"Your Highness!" Zhuomulari looked at Li Chengqian in disbelief.

Li Chengqian said calmly, "The Tang Dynasty and Tubo will inevitably go to war in the future. If the Tang Dynasty can find a way out of the Yangtong cavalry, everything will go much more smoothly. Besides, these people are now Songtsen's men, and their lives and deaths have nothing to do with my beloved concubine."

Zhuomulari was still hesitating, but Li Chengqian reached out and pulled her into his arms, then whispered, "My beloved, please write down these things, as well as the information about the other Tibetan cavalrymen, and leave them to you and my son. These will become the foundation for his eternal foothold in the Tang Dynasty."

Zhuomulari suddenly realized what was going on. Suddenly, she felt Li Chengqian's hands begin to move under her clothes. She couldn't help but look at Li Chengqian and said pleadingly, "Your Highness!"

Li Chengqian smiled, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said softly: "My beloved, you don't think that you can give birth to an orphan child in one go, do you? And it has to be a son."

"Ah!" Zhuomulari was stunned, and then her clothes flew out from the bed and fell all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)