Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

The sudden arrival of the Embroidered Uniform Guard made Yang Zhengdao and Zheng De immediately sense that something was wrong.

But when they saw the contents of the secret edict...

Upon learning that the Tibetan princess Samaga had suddenly fallen out of favor, they couldn't help but exchange strange glances. Their purpose in setting off for India was to stabilize the local situation and balance the power between Tibet and the Kingdom of Cherukchi.

Now that they've left halfway, the Crown Prince has stripped the fifth-rank concubine, Samaga, of her title and demoted her to the ninth-rank concubine.

"Hiss... Lord Yang, it seems we need to adjust our plans. The Crown Prince is clearly using us to suppress and deal with Tibet."

Zheng De's eyes flickered.

The Imperial Guard had just called him aside, the head of the second branch of the Zheng family in Xingyang, and gave him a special instruction: after Sama Ga fell out of favor, the Crown Prince had made Zheng Lizhen, the eldest daughter of the Zheng family in Xingyang, serve him in bed for several days.

The implication is much more explicit.

Yang Zhengdao nodded slightly, his eyes cold: "Tibet is indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing. They were defeated in the battle on the plateau, and now, only two or three years later, they have occupied a large area of ​​land of the Harsha Dynasty, and they already have the ambition to make a comeback... They should be thoroughly punished!"

Beside him, the commander of the Imperial Guard, who was responsible for personally delivering the message, offered a reminder.

"Lord Yang, Lord Zheng, the Crown Prince has also issued another decree to send people to the Southern Six Zhao to set up steel mills to forge weapons and armor. If the Kingdom of Zhelouqi needs support when appropriate, it can be sent directly from the Southern Six Zhao by sea or land to India."

"However, our Great Tang Dynasty cannot engage in unprofitable business!"

"This is His Highness's oral decree!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhengdao and the other man quickly bowed and agreed.

After the palace attendants from Chang'an, who had come to Jiannan Circuit to deliver the imperial decree, read out the Crown Prince's decree of rewards to Langqiong Zhao of the Southern Six Zhao, the loyalty of the people of Langqiong Zhao to the Tang Dynasty and the imperial family soared even higher.

Over the years, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has been stationed in Chengdu and has treated them with great courtesy. After they have shown sufficient respect and understanding, many of them have been able to live a good life.

Now that the Crown Prince has actually promoted their "princess" to the rank of Liangdi, when the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future, she will at least be a concubine of a high rank. They have no choice but to work hard.

“Your Majesty, that Tibetan traitor clearly harbors rebellious intentions. My Langqiong clan has received Your Majesty's great favor, and all members of our clan, young and old, are well-fed and clothed. We should think of repaying Your Majesty's kindness!”

"I, Lang Qiong Zhao, am willing to send five thousand of my clan's strongest and healthiest men to fight against the Tibetans! For the sake of the Great Tang, for His Majesty, and for His Highness the Crown Prince, to vindicate the rebels!"

Chengdu Prefecture, Qingshu Palace.

Several figures knelt respectfully on one knee before His Majesty the Zhenguan Emperor.

As soon as Meng Luoduo, the leader of Langqiong Zhao, finished speaking, the leaders of the other five Zhao of the Southern Six Zhao also volunteered to fight.

"Your Majesty, I have been granted permission by imperial decree to lead 4,000 troops to conquer Tibet!"

"I, Yue Xizhao, am willing to send five thousand soldiers!"

“I hereby issue this imperial edict…”

The scene was so intense and passionate that even Emperor Li Shimin was somewhat bewildered, as if these people before him had always been loyal subjects of the Central Plains.

Seeing that Emperor Li Shimin had not reacted for a long time, Meng Luoduo became even more indignant.

"Your Majesty, Songtsen Gampo is a vicious man. The kingdoms of the plateau have long harbored resentment towards him. With such wolfish ambitions, if he is allowed to truly grow powerful in a few more years..."

Mengluoduo, who had never even met Songtsen Gampo, now seemed to be deeply afflicted by him, looking as if he wished he could tear him to pieces, leaving the ministers of Qingshu Palace speechless.

"Ahem, everyone, please rise. The Crown Prince has already considered this matter. The most important thing for the Southern Six Zhao now is to develop people's livelihood and cultivate land."

After much persuasion and praise of their loyalty, they bestowed upon them some silk and cloth.

Meng Luoduo finally led his men away from Qing Shu Palace.

This behavior made Li Shimin shake his head and chuckle. After all the ministers had finished reporting their work, he finally had some free time and then looked at the report from Chang'an from the Hundred Cavalry Command.

"Heh... He was so unwilling back then, resisting my every choice of concubines, I thought he was some kind of romantic... Now he's nothing more than that~"

He muttered these sarcastic words to himself.

His eyes, however, held appreciation and satisfaction.

The good thing about our crown prince is that he is really easy to manage in many things, and he won't cause trouble for state affairs because of his romantic relationships.

Separate public and private matters.

"However, that old bastard Wang Ming is probably going to get restless now..."

More than that.

Wang Ming was trembling with rage. If looks could kill, Zheng Jiang would not have been simply torn to pieces.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, there's really no need to worry. Yu Yan is just a little shy, but that's normal. What woman isn't shy? It's just that my Li Zhen has been spoiled rotten since she was little. Don't worry, Brother Wang, once Li Zhen gives birth to the imperial heir, I'll definitely treat you to a good drink..."

ordinary man!

Wang Ming gave a forced smile, weighing the teacup in his hand while staring at the old man Zheng Jiang's head.

"Master Zheng, did you come to my residence today just to discuss these matters? I have many official duties to attend to, as you know, Master Zheng. My son, Qingyun, is now the Prefect of Shengjing Prefecture. This year, the imperial court plans to relocate people north, which involves many issues..."

"If Patriarch Zheng has nothing else to do, I must go and attend to official business."

Zheng Jiang came out of the Wang family mansion, glanced back at the tall plaque, and sneered disdainfully.

"Bah! So what if he's just the Prefect of Shengjing Prefecture? My brother is now the Left Provincial Administration Advisor of Tianzhu! As if my Zheng family is inferior to your Wang family!"

Inside the Wang family mansion, a loud "bang" suddenly came from Wang Ming's study, the sound of teaware being slammed heavily onto the ground.

A deep, resonant voice, tinged with a sharp edge due to anger, emanated from within.

"Zheng Jiang, you old scoundrel! You are utterly despicable!!!"

Lady Wang worriedly said, "My lord, now that the Crown Prince wants to deal with Tibet, Zheng De of the Zheng family happens to be the Left Provincial Governor of India. If they achieve success, Consort Zheng's position in the Crown Prince's harem will likely be secure. What will happen to Yu Yan then...?"

Wang Ming paced back and forth.

Previously, the Wang family and the Zheng family, while not exactly close, were at least able to reach an agreement on matters involving common interests due to their ability to maintain balance.

But now... if Consort Zheng Lizhen is pregnant, or even gives birth to a royal heir.

Regardless of whether the Crown Prince will recognize the future character and abilities of this heir, at least... the Wang family has been completely outmatched by the Zheng family.

“What kind of affection can the imperial family have? The Crown Prince only needs the Zheng family now…” Wang Ming’s eyes flashed with cold light as he walked to a wall in the study with a map of the Tang Dynasty hanging on it.

His gaze was fixed intently on the direction of Pyongyang Road.

The royal family of Tianzhu was too far away to reach them, but the Pyongyang Circuit, currently managed by the remnants of the Five Clans and Seven Families, was right under the nose of Liaodong Circuit, which was under the jurisdiction of his son, Wang Qingyun.

"Brother Lu, I'm only thinking of the family. You're barely clinging to life anyway, and living is just torture. Why not help me out of consideration for our past relationship..."

Liaodong Circuit.

After a long day of work, Wang Qingyun finally settled Princess Gaoyang and her entourage who were passing through Shengjing Prefecture. He hadn't even had a sip of water to moisten his throat when he returned to his residence.

He then received a letter from his father delivered by a servant of his family in Taiyuan Prefecture.

Upon seeing the contents of the letter, Wang Qingyun was instantly horrified and gasped.

Is Father about to take action against the remnants of the Lu family in Fanyang?!