The main force of Tubo has been sent to southern Xinjiang to join the Siamese army to jointly resist the southwestern army of Dali. Therefore, this time the northwest army can easily attack the Tubo capital and capture the emperor alive. It is precisely by using the trick of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao, otherwise this Fighting across thousands of miles and far away, it is really not easy to win. As a result, the Tubo army hurriedly withdrew from southern Xinjiang and returned to Beijing for rescue. However, the distant water could no longer relieve the close fire, not to mention that there was a Hengduan Mountain Range in the middle. Can you come back easily? If there is a shortcut through Siam, of course, there is a shortcut, but at this time, the war in southern Xinjiang is raging, how can Siam allow Tibet to withdraw its troops? Suddenly there was bound to be discord between Tubo and Siam. The Tubo royal family had waited for so long and had no hope. They knew that this time there was really no hope, so this letter of surrender was sent to Zhao Jingting early this morning.
"Brother Zhao, what should we do next?" Mu Nanshan asked.
"Of course the news will be sent to the capital for discussion by the imperial court," Zhao Jingting put the letter of surrender on the table and said with a smile, "but I think Tubo must have learned its lesson this time."
"Who says it's not?" Mu Nanshan also curled his lips, and while pouring tea for Zhao Jingting, he continued, "In the past twenty years, Tubo has always followed Siam and Rome, and followed Siam to fight against Dali. It is true that As a result, they have gained a lot of benefits, but after all, Tubo's national power is limited and it is controlled by Siam in every aspect. It has suffered a lot of cowardice in recent years. Just look at how henpecked the eldest prince and the second prince are, and you can tell that Siam and Tubo are the same. What is the relationship? This time Siam refused to return to the country with the Tibetan army, which is even more obvious. If the Tibetan royal family still cannot recognize the reality, the national destiny of Tibet will be ruined. "
"You are right. In the past, Siam had the final say on what happened to Tubo. Now, we, Dali, have the final say on what happens to Siam and Tubo." Zhao Jingting took a sip of tea in a good mood and said to Mu Nanshan with a smile. He said, "Look at this posture, you should be able to go to Beijing to watch the New Year's Eve with the prince and princess this New Year's Eve."
Mu Nanshan was startled, then nodded and said with emotion: "It's been nineteen years since I stayed up late with my eldest sister."
Zhao Jingting didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and patted the back of Mu Nanshan's hand. He spread out the rice paper and started writing. He called his bodyguard to come in, put the letter in the envelope and handed it over. Just as he put the brush back into the pen holder, his hand paused. Next, he wrote a letter seriously in small regular script, sealed it, and then ordered the guard: "Six hundred miles haste, and send it to the capital."
"Yes! I obey!" The guard hurriedly took the two secret documents and retreated.
"Who came here just now to deliver the letter of surrender?" Zhao Jingting took a sip of tea and asked casually.
"It's the prime minister of Tubo and a prince whose name I haven't heard of," Mu Nanshan curled his lips sarcastically, "They originally wanted to present it to Brother Zhao in person, but I sent them back with a few words and only asked They left the letter of surrender and the large boxes of gifts."
"I want to kill their majesty, otherwise I still don't know how much I weigh," Zhao Jingting took a cup of tea and sneered, "If I still can't carry my weight today, I will Of course there is no need to meet."
"Yes, Tubo just thinks that Dali is still as easy to bully as before, and wants to send him away as an unknown prince, tsk tsk." Mu Nanshan said sarcastically.