A heavy rain poured.

Outside the palace gate, Tubo Zampsongzan Gampo knelt in the rain. Some subordinates advised him to get up, but he refused to get up, and some warriors wanted to keep him an umbrella and he refused to let him go.

From the south gate of Hanjing, he knelt down to the palace gate. He knelt for two days before he arrived. However, when he arrived at the palace gate, the emperor did not send anyone to summon him into the palace.

No one even paid attention to it and let him kneel there.

Songtsen Gampo didn't dare to get up, and he knelt for three days.

Kneeling there seemed to be a little better than kowtowing at first, but I couldn't stand it later. After three days, the water and rice had not entered, and my knees were swollen.

"The Prime Minister, this Han emperor is too much." A Tubo warrior was extremely angry.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is Hanjing, it's not logical." The Prime Minister was also angry, but what can it be like now? They are going to come to Hanjing themselves, and Zanpu himself wants to kneel down.

"But if this continues, Zamp will not work. It rained so heavily, I knelt for another three days."

The Prime Minister helplessly walked to the guard in front of the palace gate.

"The person who comes stops and cannot get close!"

The palace gate guard wearing bright plate armor suddenly rushed over and sang loudly.

"This military master, we Zanpu knelt here to beg for the saint. We have been kneeling for three days. It's raining again. Please send a message to the military master to see if your Majesty can summon him. If not, Zanpu will come back today and come to ask for him again next day."

The guard stood like pine but ignored his words at all.

The Prime Minister's lips were trembling, and he suppressed himself and took out a piece of gold from his body.

"If you care a little bit, you won't be respectful, and you still hope to be compatible."

"Take it away!" The guard glanced at the gold in his hand. It was not gold coins but gold ingots. Such a large piece would probably be at least one pound, worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. The guard's income was not that much in a year. But he still asked him to take it away disdainfully.

The Prime Minister of Tubo, who had hit a wall, had no choice but to retreat.

In Tubo, he was also a dignified national prime minister. His family was a famous noble family in Tubo, but in Dahua, Zhongyuan, he was ordered by a small soldier guarding the gate.

Angry and dissatisfied, but in the end he had no choice but to retreat.

Royal Palace.

The palace in the rain seemed much quieter. Zhang Chao came to the primary school in the palace to see the young princes and princesses attend classes.

Princes and princesses who are five years old have to go to elementary school to study, but before the age of five, they study in the palace. Before the age of three, they are taken by their mother. When they are three, they start to study in the kindergarten in the palace, saying that they are studying but just playing together, and they are picked up in the first half of the day every day.

When I was three, I went to the junior class, when I was four, and when I was five, I was five.

After five years old, I started to go to elementary school. At that time, the rules for going to school were much stricter, and I started to attend full-time classes, and I was not so free.

A group of children were playing there, playing games, painting and singing by hand, and literacy. In addition to the emperor's children, some children of the same age, including the same age as ministers, were also selected to study as their companions. They even selected some orphans of the same age to serve as their companions.

These orphan partners of the princes will always be their partners in the future, accompanying them to grow up, and finally going to the bribery together.

"Geese, goose, singing towards the sky, white hair floats in green water, red palms push clear waves."

Xu Hui is now the principal of the royal kindergarten in the palace and also serves as a teacher. Today she tells the students a poem, not an ancient poem but a poem by the emperor, and is specially written for these young students.

This poem is easy to understand and is suitable for children to understand.

She even brought the children to the pool outside the hall, and asked someone to put a group of ducks into the lotus pond, and then taught this poem while letting the children watch the ducks paddling.

This teaching method is very novel and interesting, and the children like it very much, and the class is very lively.

The author of Zhang Chao came to listen to the class, and Xu Hui asked him to explain to the children about his emotions and feelings when he wrote this poem.

The rare opportunity to play with the children made him feel that his mentality was much younger.

"Your method is good, and the children are very interested."

The children were smiling and feeding the ducks, while a group of palace maids were carefully guarding each other. Zhang Chaoze praised Xu Hui's teaching with a smile.

"The children are still young, and what they teach at this time is not knowledge, but more about letting them know the joy of reading."

The official opening of the school was in elementary school. Now it doesn’t even count, which means that the children can cultivate more feelings. After all, the royal children are no more than ordinary children. The royal children usually live with their mothers, which makes them look more resilient.

Zhang Chao still hopes that his children will have more family affection.

"You are not only a child prodigy, but also a natural poet and a good educator."

"When it comes to education, I am far inferior to Your Majesty. Your Majesty has many students all over the world, and there are countless disciples who study literature and martial arts, and they are all very outstanding. Not to mention, those older princes and princesses are all taught by Your Majesty themselves, and now they are all praised by the world."

Zhang Chao shook his head.

His education was fine, but it was not entirely successful.

Once upon a time, he regarded Cheng Qian as his best disciple and taught him all his knowledge and ideas, so that he could pass on his own tradition and inherit his own ideas.

Unfortunately, in the end, he still lost himself a little when facing power. Or, when facing power, he was also a little unwilling to let go.

Their teachers and students eventually turned against each other. He personally abolished Chengqian's throne and exiled him to South Africa.

When Zhang Chao thought of Chengqian, he was actually very sad.

If he could hold on for a while and firmly continue to support Chengqian, perhaps it would be the Tang Dynasty now. But he could not guarantee whether Chengqian could be assured of him, whether he could withstand the pressure under his huge threat and not attack him.

Once Cheng Qian has any ideas and actions to deal with him, Zhang Chao is very clear that he will definitely fight back. Even if he doesn't take action, there will be a powerful interest alliance around him. If he doesn't move, they will move.

In the face of supreme power, father-son, brother-in-law, family affection is unreliable, let alone teacher-student relationship.

But in his heart, Zhang Chao still felt that he was in owing Cheng Qian.

The best disciple, Cheng Qian, who once wanted to cultivate himself to become a great emperor, is now fighting against the indigenous people in South Africa.

He always paid attention to him. Although Chengqian's conditions were harsh in Africa, he performed more maturely and steadily. In the Cape of Good Hope in South Africa, Chengqian had conquered many indigenous tribes and established his own kingdom rule. Perhaps in another ten or twenty years, he might be able to conquer the entire southern Africa.

Now Zhang Chao treats Prince Zhang Jing more strictly, and throws him into Fusang for training. He also hopes that Zhang Jing can be better than Cheng Qian. Judging from his current performance, Zhang Jing's performance is indeed more mature than Cheng Qian.

"Your Majesty, the Tubo Zanpu is still kneeling outside the palace gate to see you."

"Have you left yet?"

Zhang Chao was a little surprised. He had been kneeling for the fourth day. If he kowtowed all the way two days ago, this would be the sixth day.

This little dry cloth is really persevering.

"It rained so heavily yesterday, but he can still hold on until now?"

"I'm afraid I can't do it anymore. The guard reported that Songtsen Gampo was in very bad condition today, with a yellow face, and looked like he had a high fever. He probably got sick after getting wet in the rain."

"Since I'm sick, don't kneel down. If I really want to kneel down in front of the palace gate, wouldn't I have to bear the crime of cruelty and injustice? Let the Honglu Temple send someone to take them away and then call an imperial physician to see him. Tell him, I will summon him again when he gets sick."

Tubo Zamp finally waited for the emperor's will, but it was not a summoning him, but asked him to go back and rest first, and then summon him when he was well.

At this moment, Songtsen Gampo was filled with tears.

"Thank you Your Majesty!" Songzan Gampo knelt down with a hoarse voice.

The Prime Minister hurriedly went to help him, but he fell down as soon as he touched someone, and Zanpu fainted.

It made me feel a little busy.

The imperial doctor stepped forward to check.

"Don't worry, I can't die, I just fainted."

Songtsen Gampo woke up three days later. After waking up, his throat was completely broken, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. The imperial doctor said he had a high fever and his throat was burned. He checked for him for a while, congratulations on his luck for his brain.

"I want to see His Majesty the Emperor."

"Let's wait for two days first. We dare not let you get close to Your Majesty in this way." The imperial doctor said bluntly.

The imperial doctor checked for a while and then left.

Songtsen Gampo lay on the bed weakly, "Where is this?"

"The Diaoyutai State Guesthouse in Honglu Temple has a pretty good environment. Zanpu please take care of your health."

"Major, has something happened these days?"

The Prime Minister hesitated for a moment and said, "On the second day when Zanpu was in a coma, there was a good news for the fast horses to enter Beijing. Dahua's general, Bangladesh Admiral Liu Rengui, led the Bangladesh fleet and the 7th Division of the Land War, and the troops led by Yunnan Admiral Cheng Chumo, led the support of the troops and horses, and the land and land were connected, and they attacked the capital of Alagan, captured the king and officials of Alagan, and destroyed the country."

Songtsen Gumbu's lips trembled, and his face turned even worse. Alagan was also quite strong and was originally their ally.

"What else?"

"On the same day, a little later, another cavalry flew into the capital to report the victory. Admiral Xindu and General Xue Rengui led the Eighth Fleet Xindu Fleet and the Eighth Land War Division to conquer the Lion Kingdom."

Songtsen Gampo sighed.

"I didn't expect that the Dahua army was so strong that it destroyed the two countries in a blink of an eye. Now that the Lion Kingdom and Alagan both perished, the Jie Ri Kingdom was in civil strife, I, Tubo, were surrounded on all sides, and the heaven was about to destroy my Tubo."

The Prime Minister was also confused. It was really difficult under this situation.

"King Nebrah sent an envoy to submit a letter to Emperor Dahua, asking for his resignation and willing to be a vassal state."

When Songtsen Gampo heard this, he turned his eyes and fell back.
Chapter completed!