Zhao Chen smiled: "Your Majesty, because Songtsen Gampo's death is the most beneficial to the Tang Dynasty."
"Songtsan Gampo's political ability, military ability and strategic ability are not bad at all. Otherwise, Tubo would not have developed into what it is now if it were in his hands. If I put Songtsan Gampo back in Tubo, then Tubo would be in his hands." In his hands, within five years, he will regain his energy and will definitely hate Datang to the bone.
With such a neighboring country that is eyeing you covetously, how can your Majesty still sleep peacefully? I'm afraid that when His Majesty goes through the Western Regions, Tubo will directly intervene. If he cooperates with the Western Turks, it will be very difficult for His Majesty to take down the Western Regions.
Therefore, it is impossible for me to let go of Songtsen Gampo and go back. Songtsen Gampo can only die, and death is the best relief for him. "
Relaxing Zan Ganbu back, it is to let the tiger return to the mountain.
Understanding what Zhao Chen meant, Li Shimin nodded. He also knew the role a great figure played in the country.
"What's more, after Songtsen Gampo died, Tubo could continue the civil strife. Although the civil strife did not last long, and it must have been Lu Dongtsen who came to power, Lu Dongtsen's ability was not as strong as Songtsen Gampo after all, and Tubo lost more than 50,000 elite soldiers. It will take at least ten years for Tubo to recover after he takes power, and these ten years are enough for me."
Li Shimin smiled and said: "Mr. Zhao is indeed Mr. Zhao. We have already made arrangements. Then why did Mr. Zhao station 20,000 elite troops in Tuyuhun?"
"One is that Tuyuhun, as our country's border defense line, must be stationed with elite troops. The second is, what I said is mixed with sand. Tuyuhun is a place where ethnic minorities live. Only when Han people make up the majority in this place can we make it possible." The real meaning is that it becomes the territory of our Datang."
"The 20,000 elite soldiers can not only guard Tuyuhun, but also give birth to children. This is the most important thing."
Poof!
Cheng Yaojin spit out the wine in his mouth for the second time. The minister opposite had just wiped his face, but he was sprayed in the face again.
He looked at Cheng Yaojin angrily. Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, and the minister immediately shrank back.
Then Cheng Yaojin muttered: "Mr. Zhao's thinking ability is really unique. Normal people think of 20,000 elite soldiers as combat power, but Mr. Zhao only thinks of having children."
Li Shimin thought thoughtfully: "Mr. Zhao, you mean that 20,000 elite soldiers intermarried with the local Qiang people?"
"Yes, only blood is the link, and then we use education, settlement and other means to coordinate the assimilation. My estimate is that it will take at least one generation of education. In about twenty or thirty years, Tuyuhun will be able to fully belong to Tang Dynasty."
Zhao Chen said again: "Now in Tuyuhun, everything has been arranged before I left. General Liu Lan will be responsible for the security of the entire Tuyuhun. Another point is that there are 20,000 elite troops stationed in Tuyuhun. If something happens in the Western Region, then Our army of the Tang Dynasty can directly go north to enter Liangzhou, and then quickly reach the Western Regions along the Silk Road, which can save at least a few months in time."
Li Shimin smiled and said: "Mr. Zhao is far-sighted. It seems that I don't have to worry at all."
Zhao Chen smiled: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. What your Majesty should worry about is Xue Yantuo, Goguryeo, and the Western Turks."
These three are the neighbors that Li Shimin is most worried about. Xue Yantuo was settled during Li Shimin's reign, but Western Turks and Goguryeo will not be replaced until Li Zhi takes over.
"With Mr. Zhao here, why should I be afraid?"
Li Shimin laughed loudly and raised his glass: "Drink this cup together."
Everyone drank another glass of wine, and Li Shimin smiled and said: "Mr. Zhao, today is officially a good time for snow. The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest."
Zhao Chen looked serious: "Your Majesty, it also snowed in the tenth year of Zhenguan, and then this year the Luoyang flood and the Songzhou War happened."
Li Shimin laughed: "But it's all settled, let's go, follow me out to see the snow."
"Your Majesty, I am cold."
Zhao Chen refused to speak righteously.
"Mr. Zhao, come out."
Li Shimin laughed, grabbed Zhao Chen and pulled him outside.
The other ministers also stood up one after another.
Everyone stood under the eaves, looking at the world filled with snow.
In winter, the sky is covered with snow and covered with snow, giving you a sense of far-reaching artistic conception no matter how you look at it.
Cheng Yaojin looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him. He couldn't say a good word, so he finally choked out: "Damn, it's so beautiful."
The civil servant next to him looked ashamed to be with this person. Li Shimin put his hands behind his hands and said: "The clear field condenses the morning sun, and the pretense brings the sunset. Set the points.The trees are jade, and the waves are reflected in the spring. The color is sprinkled with powder on the dressing table, and the flowers are floating on the mat. Entering the fan and leaving the box, the remaining parts are bright and clear. How about Mr. Zhao, my poem is pretty good, right? "
Before Zhao Chen could speak, one of the ministers said: "Okay! Your Majesty is so talented and talented."
Zhao Chen looked at the ministers speechlessly. There was no shortage of flatterers at any time.
Fang Xuanling smiled and said: "Your Majesty, why don't you listen to Mr. Zhao's poems? We haven't heard Mr. Zhao read poems for a long time."
Li Shimin laughed: "Yes, I really miss Mr. Zhao's poems. I read the previous poems over and over again. Mr. Zhao, why don't you write another one today?"
"Yes, Mr. Zhao, one more song!"
Someone is cheering!
Although many people still don't like Zhao Chen, in terms of talent, Zhao Chen is really good at it. As a high-quality human poet, Zhao Chen's poems have been sold like crazy since they were published. Now the entire Datang Everyone in the bookstore knows that Zhao Chen's poems are the best sellers.
??This point is unacceptable.
Zhao Chen had a look of helplessness on his face: "That's all right, Your Majesty, I'll allow you to make some preparations first."
Zhao Chen looked at the flying snow in the sky, only for a second, and couldn't help but said: "This poem is very short. The moon is dark and the geese are flying high, Songzan is fleeing at night. When he wants to chase Qingqi away, the heavy snow is covering his bow and knife."
Li Shimin¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°Okay!¡±
The other courtiers even praised: "What a poem!"
Changsun Wuji also admired Zhao Chen for his quick thinking, and few people in the Tang Dynasty could match him.
The reporter from the News Temple nearby quickly memorized the poem, and Li Shimin smiled and said: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, I will let you go back to reunite with Chang Le."
Zhao Chen immediately became energetic: "Okay, Your Majesty."
Seeing Zhao Chen running away faster than a rabbit and jumping directly onto the carriage, Li Shimin shook his head, dumbfounded.
"I want to drive away the light cavalry, but the heavy snow covers my bow and sword. What a poem."
Li Shimin had his hands behind his back.
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The carriage slowly drove into the Zhao Manor.
Zhao Chen yawned and looked at the children in the Zhao Manor, surrounded by steaming chimneys.
"Finally home."
Zhao Chen let out a sigh of relief. The battle of Songzhou in Tuyuhun also took more than three months.
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