"Now the only way to separate Zhisai Dangru Gongdun, Niangchi Sangyangdun, Songtsen Gampo, and Ludongtsen is to use rumors. At this time, only rumors can cause them to split, so that they can fight with each other.

However, I, the Dalai Lama, am like a goshawk in the sky staring at their two fighting rabbits, and then I kill them both with one paw, hahahaha."

The Dalai Lama twisted his limbs almost crazily, as if everything had been achieved and he, the Dalai Lama, would become the future King of Tibet.

Duoji felt that this method would not work. Looking at the Dalai Lama's confident look, he felt worried in his heart.

If it was the case that Dorje Ba was done in vain before, after all, if it failed, it would be a failure. Now it was a life and death moment. Dorje cautiously asked the Dalai Lama: "Sir Dalai, what if this operation fails? Rumors have not played a role."

The effect made them discover that we were the ones who did it. What if they killed us in advance? "

"There are so many things, just quickly deploy people to spread false news. Get the specific content yourself."

The Dalai Lama looked very unhappy and waved his hand to chase Dorje away like a fly.

The first step is to say not to treat the enemy as a fool, but the second step is to treat the enemy as a fool. Duoji feels miserable because he has to listen to the Dalai Lama, take a few steps back, leave the Dalai Lama's room, and return to his study.

Inside, Dorje did not immediately deploy manpower to prepare rumors to attack the trust between Zhisai Dangru Gongdun, Niangchi Sangyangdun, Songtsan Gampo and Ludongtsan.

After thinking about the Dalai Lama's words before and after, I felt that something was wrong. Why was the Dalai Lama's words so different? It should not be the level of behavior that a Dalai Lama with profound wisdom or deep scheming should have.

Why?

I rubbed my head and found that I couldn't figure out why it would be like this.

I couldn't think of the reason, so I had to go and complete the tasks assigned by the Dalai Lama first.

Prepare a bunch of random rumors and give them to your subordinates to spread.

Duoji worked hard until late at night before arranging all the necessary things and fell into a deep sleep.

Dorje didn't know that after he left, the Dalai Lama kept standing at the window looking at his study with a gloomy face.

It was not until late at night, when the lights in Dorje's room were extinguished, that the Dalai Lama returned to his bed, twirling the rosary in his hand, with a terrifying and ferocious expression on his face.

"Trash, trash, useless at all. A trip to the Tang Dynasty will not only make me, the Dalai Lama, lose all his people, but there will be no benefit at all. In the past, you didn't dare to say a word to me. You only flattered me without hesitation."

To carry out the order I gave you, are you ready to betray me now?

Holding the rosary beads tightly in his hands, the Dalai Lama muttered to himself viciously: "I will give you another chance, Dorje. Do this well and let me see that your loyalty is still there, otherwise... boundless

Hell will be your destination."

Dorje, who was sleeping deeply, did not know that the Dalai Lama had lost trust in him. In his dream, he dreamed that he helped the Dalai Lama defeat Songtsen Gampo, Ludongtsen, and Zhisai Dangru Gongdun.

Niang Chi Sang Yang Dun, they unified Tubo and prepared to have a showdown with the Tang Dynasty.

The boundless cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, with their sharp swords and the wrath of the gods in the sky, easily killed all the armies that Duoji and the Dalai Lama were proud of. His body was trampled by the hooves of the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty.

Underfoot.

The cavalry of the Tang Dynasty riding on war horses picked up his face. Duoji was frightened when he saw the human face inside.

It's the Dalai Lama

Why does the Dalai Lama's face appear on the Tang cavalry?

The Dalai Lama chopped off his head with a sword.

Then he was frightened and woke up, covered in cold sweat, and the sweat was pouring down his face.

Why?

Could it be that God is giving me another warning?

People in the Dalai Lama camp are loyal believers of various gods, and Dorje, as a senior official, is no exception.

Dorje did not hold the lamp, but directly knelt down on the bed, holding the rosary beads in his hand and began to recite scriptures silently.

After reciting for more than half an hour, Dorje gradually forgot his nightmare and felt much better. He turned to look at the dark sky outside and fell asleep again.

One night passed

Starting early the next morning, within the scope of the three forces in Lacheng, various rumors about Songtsan Gampo and Ludongzan, Songtsan Gampo and Zhisaidangru Gongdun, Songtsan Gampo and Niang began to appear.

The emotional experiences of four people in Chisang Yangton.

There are even stories about Lu Dongzan and Zhisai Dangru Gongdun, Lu Dongzan and Niang Chisang Yangdun mixed in it.

Gossip

Well-documented

There are even those who drive

Songtsen Gampo and Ludongtsen were in a very bad mood after hearing this. What was this? They were blaming someone's innocence out of thin air. What they were most afraid of was the maid who poured water last time. She was trembling in her room and didn't dare to come out.

Make the message more realistic.

Rumors had been brewing for a few days, and Lu Dongzan's wife couldn't help but come over and ask her husband if he had done anything.

As a result, Lu Dongzan sensed the crisis, and after thinking about countermeasures, he sent many people out to carry out countermeasures.

After Lu Dongtsen began to counterattack, stories about the Dalai Lama and Dorje soon appeared on the market, the Dalai Lama and his dozen or so leaders, Dorje and his dozen or so leaders, and even stories about the Dalai Lama and Songtsen Gampo when they were young, Dorje

and Lu Dongzan’s grievances and grievances.

All kinds of legends and stories can be written into a 10-million-word super erotic novel.

In a corner of Lacheng

The two of them met while braving the snow and wind to solve personal problems.

"Brother, have you heard?"

"The one you were talking about?"

"The story of the Dalai Lama and Dorje"

"I've heard about it, but I don't think it's interesting. It's not as good as the story about Duoji and more than ten heads."

"Come on, I think the most exciting thing is the story of the Dalai Lama, Dorje and the dozen or so people. That's what makes me feel emotional."

"No, why haven't I heard of this?"

"Let me tell you, the thing is like this: when the Dalai Lama and Dorje were in the wilderness talking to each other about bowel cleansing, it was supposed that no one would pass by in the wilderness, but what a coincidence that day, ten people passed by.

Multiple heads come out to play in groups, and as you know, more than ten people get together to play in the wild, which is also very spectacular."

"Well, yes, it is indeed spectacular, and then what?"

"Then there is the story of the Dalai Lama, Dorje and more than a dozen people. Oops, I won't tell you anymore. My butt is frozen. I want to go back."

"Brother, walk slowly, let me recall the story."

The man passed by and disappeared into the snow.

The more rumors there are

The more stories

The less everyone believes it

Later, I simply listened to it as an after-dinner story.

Careful people recorded all the stories as much as possible, waiting to sell them at a good price later.

After the matter had been going on for a while, everyone became bored and no one paid much attention to it.

With the Tubo Plateau bustling like this, good news finally came from Li Mingda’s black technology workshop in Panzhihua.
Chapter completed!