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

The news industry in the Tang Dynasty has developed quite rapidly.

Thanks to the education reforms and literacy campaigns implemented under the new policy, the vast majority of people now have at least a basic level of literacy.

Although the newspaper industry in the Tang Dynasty was strictly controlled by the court and the royal family at Li Chengqian's request, the types of newspapers were increasing.

Reading newspapers became a part of daily life for ordinary people and even merchants from other ethnic groups during the Zhenguan era.

In the Tang Daily, a document stated that the Tang Dynasty officially and without bloodshed incorporated all of the former Tibetan territory (excluding the Harsha colony) into the Tang Dynasty's territory, naming it the Tibetan Plain Circuit, and changing the former Tibetan capital, Lhasa, to Lhasa Prefecture, making it the capital of the Tibetan Plain Circuit.

Li Xuanyun, the former border governor of the Northwest region, rose rapidly through the ranks, and even the reputation of the Guzang Li family seemed to have become much more dignified.

People kept coming to propose marriage, and it seemed to be on the verge of becoming one of the five most prominent and prestigious families.

however.

Inside the residence of the Prefect of Shanzhou, Li Xuanyun's expression was extremely solemn. Looking at the letters sent from his home and the thick stacks of visiting cards, he felt his scalp tingle.

"Quickly! Jing'er, go home immediately and tell your elders and relatives to stay home, refuse visitors, and keep a low profile. They absolutely cannot make any mistakes at this time!"

Li Xuanyun's son, Li Mingjing, had followed his father for many years.

He is now a junior officer in the Shanzhou cavalry battalion, but he also understands the intricacies of politics.

The Crown Prince entrusted his father with the important task of governing the Tibetan region. On the surface, it was an imperial favor, but if it was not handled well, it would arouse suspicion from above and lead to a dead end!

He dared not delay for a moment and hurriedly set off for the Li clan's territory in Daoguzang, Longyou.

As October approaches, it is the most prosperous time of year for trade in the Tang Dynasty. Maritime merchants are about to set off, which will also bring along many factories and workshops throughout the country, who will have many tasks to complete.

Everywhere seems to be immersed in the pursuit of enormous profits, unable to extricate themselves.

However, at this time, many places were also experiencing undercurrents due to the annexation of Tibet by the Tang Dynasty.

Formerly Goguryeo, now the Pyongyang Circuit of the Tang Dynasty.

"boom!"

Cui Jun slammed the letter on the table, took a deep breath, his face was solemn and anxious, and his eyes were flashing.

"That Li Chengqian actually took over Tibet so brazenly?!"

"It really is..."

He wanted to curse them in his heart for being shameless. If it were the Cui family of Qinghe in the court, although Tibet would eventually be incorporated into the territory, it certainly wouldn't be changed directly to Tao.

However, he ultimately overestimated the bottom line of the current Crown Prince Li Chengqian of the Tang Dynasty.

This guy made no attempt to hide anything when it came to taking over the land he could.

“Brother Cui, things have come to this point. Songtsen Gampo, who was ordered to commit suicide, had no children. Even the Tibetan princess who shared a bed with Li Chengqian was also ordered to commit suicide. It is a foregone conclusion that the Tang Dynasty will take over Tibet. I think the court will have to turn its attention to us now!”

Li Zizheng, the son of the previous head of the Zhao County Li family, looked even more unpleasant than Cui Jun at this moment.

At this moment, everyone in the secret room was breathing rapidly.

In recent days, several more heads of prominent families have secretly joined Cui Jun's circle.

They all firmly believed that the Tang Dynasty would not let them go.

“Right now we have quite a bit of grain and medicine that we’ve secretly intercepted, as well as weapons and armor. Why don’t we just turn the tables on them!” A family head surnamed Sun said in a low, fierce voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Cui Jun, the leader.

"Patriarch Cui, you must make a decision; this matter should be resolved as soon as possible!"

Cui Jun didn't speak, but took a deep breath and slowly got up, walking to a wall in the secret room.

A geomantic map hung on it, and his gaze was fixed on Pyongyang Road and the surrounding Tang territory.

"If we were to start an uprising, we would be outnumbered and outmatched, and that old scoundrel Lu Zhaojing would surely obstruct us in every way possible..."

"Then let's finish off that villain first!" Li Zizheng gritted his teeth and growled menacingly.

Cui Jun glanced at him but said nothing, his gaze returning to the map.

"Even if we kill Lu Zhaojing and slaughter all his followers, we will still face certain death. The surrounding provinces, and even King Yi Yin of Silla stationed there, will be able to immediately send troops to advance..."

He muttered to himself, his sinister eyes fixed on the direction of Liaodong Road, as if he were planning something.

"He will definitely take action against the displaced people!"

Liaodong Circuit, Shengjing Prefecture.

Wang Qingyun's voice was resolute as he looked at the three men in front of him who had secretly arrived in Shengjing Prefecture that day: the Prince of Han, the Prince of Liang, and the Prince of Yan.

“Your Highnesses, Cui Jun committed many rebellious and immoral acts during his father's lifetime, and was always prone to taking risky measures. Now that Tibet has been destroyed, they will definitely be restless, fearing that our Great Tang will take action against them. Therefore, they will surely strike first!”

Wang Qingyun possessed the air of a legitimate eldest son of a prominent family, mixed with the imposing presence of someone who had served as an official for many years, making him speak in a manner somewhat reminiscent of his father, Wang Ming.

At this moment, a finger is pointing at the geomantic map, showing the route from Yanzhou Prefecture in Hebei Province to Shengjing Prefecture in Liaodong Province.

Just three months ago, when the Tibetans were driven back to the plateau by the Zhelouqi Kingdom, the Tang court was not idle either. The project to relocate the people to the north was well prepared along the way, and enough people who were willing to migrate had signed up.

The grand and spectacular unfolded.

The migrants mainly came from nearby Hebei Province. With the railway transport along the route and the post stations along the official road, these people did not have a great burden.

However, once you leave Hebei Province and enter Liaodong Province, it's a different story.

Li Ke listened quietly as Wang Qingyun finished his earnest explanation, speculating about Cui Jun and his group's plans.

After a long while, he nodded slightly.

"So, you plan to ambush them beforehand? To catch them off guard?" Prince Yan, Li Yun, who was not very knowledgeable about military affairs, asked in this way.

As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Liang, Li Yin, shook his head repeatedly in dissatisfaction.

"If that's the case, then I might as well just order the Silla-Tang allied forces to storm into Pyongyang and wipe out all those Five Clans and Seven Noble Families in one fell swoop. At worst, I'll just lose my title."

He said it with a rather disdainful tone.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingyun's heart pounded wildly, and he hurriedly waved his hands repeatedly.

“Your Highnesses, please do not be impatient. My father and I have been planning for so long, and we will not let it end so abruptly. Now that Pyongyang Road is being managed by the remnants of aristocratic families, they are more familiar with the area. But in the end, even they themselves must praise the grace of our Great Tang Dynasty in front of the people of Pyongyang.”

"Therefore, if we rashly take action, it will be easy to eliminate the pests in Pyongyang, but it will also sow the seeds of disaster in the hearts of the local people."

As Wang Qingyun spoke, he took out a letter from a small box beside him.

"This was a scheme devised by my father, intended to force the officials to rebel!"

The people are forcing the officials to rebel? What rebellion against the Heavenly Generals?

Li Ke and the others frowned, took the letter and read it, and then they all gasped in shock.

This plan... truly befits the patriarch of the Wang clan of Taiyuan, one of the five noble families and seven prominent clans!

Wang Qingyun remained calm and respectfully cupped his hands in greeting.

"The Wang family has received boundless grace from Heaven. This plan is against the will of Heaven, but the Wang family of Taiyuan is willing to suffer this backlash for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, the Crown Prince, and His Majesty. Even if our descendants do not prosper, we will have no regrets!"