Renqin Sangbo had documents and post tickets from the Honglu Temple and the Ministry of War. These two things were not simple. He even doubted whether the Emperor of the Song Dynasty had other conspiracies.

If you use these two things, you can pass through the state and pass through the prefecture without any obstacles. At the same time, you can also use all the post stations and chariots and horses in the post stations of the Song Dynasty, which greatly improves his progress.

The convenient transportation in Dasong made him feel that it was not so hateful for the first time. He had arrived in Jiangling in less than four days, which was more than a day faster than when he came.

Almost everyone along the way told him that taking a train is not as fast as riding a horse. The advantage of the train is that it is day and night, day and night. If you can ride a horse and travel day and night, it will be much faster than the train.

This is true, it is just that people suffer a little. After all, not everyone is like a cavalry and has regarded it as a life on the horse's back.

It takes less than half a day for ordinary people to get grinded into blood and flesh on the inner side of their thighs. Most people can't afford to ride a horse at all, but this is no problem for Renqin Sangbo and his party.

They were all the best men on the Tubo Plateau who were good at riding and shooting. The war horses were as stable as beds under them. Except for going to the post station to replenish dry food and water and replace the war horses, Renqin Sangbo spent almost the rest of the time immediately.

The iron hooves hit the cement pavement with a clicking sound, and they kept urging Renqin Sangbo and his party like drums. After they embarked on the return journey, they never rested.

But after entering Shuzhong, the mountain road was difficult to travel. Their journey was very fast, and they even passed the service and postal routes of the Song Dynasty. When officials in Shu received the documents from the court, they went to various post stations to inquire, but the final result was that the Tubo delegation had never appeared.

This is impossible!

As the prefect of Chengdu Prefecture, Zhang Fangping realized something was wrong at the first time. If he wanted to return to Tubo, Renqin Sangbo and his party could only pass through Shuzhong, and walked through the 100,000 mountains to finally pass through the mountain to Tubo. How could he not stop at the post station in Shuzhong to supplement the needs?

Could it be that they have not arrived yet? This is impossible. Although the postal route for the Song Dynasty was fast, it was impossible to be faster than the knights on the plateau, and the elite troops in the army could not be used as a postal service.

The only problem was that Renqin Sangbo and his party did not enter Sichuan at all! Instead, they chose another path.

There are only three ways to go from the Song Dynasty to Tubo. One is to go to Shu and enter the plateau. This road is not the most ideal and fastest, but it is the safest.

Another road is to go up to the plateau by Qingtang from Ningxia Road. This road is the safest and fastest, but Zhang Fangping gave up without hesitation. Renqin Sangbo and his party would choose this road only if they seek death.

The remaining one is from India, and this road is too far, making it even more impossible.

At this time, Zhang Fangping had no choice but to wait. Unless Renqin Sangbo had a road to enter the plateau, something happened to him in the territory of the Song Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fangping suddenly shuddered. Is it possible that the officials did not want Renqin Sangbo to return to Tubo?

But Zhang Fangping soon rejected the ridiculous thoughts in his heart.

If the official family does not allow him to return to Tubo, he just needs to delay time and can even be secretly imprisoned in Shendu City without taking action after agreeing to return to Tubo.

In this way, don’t everyone in the world know that the Song Dynasty killed people? Such a stupid thing would not be done even with the elm-heads of the Ministry of Rites.

After all, there were dozens of people, and it was impossible for them to disappear. Zhang Fangping immediately wrote a memorial to the capital of Shendu. He just hoped that Renqin Sangbo and his party would not be kidnapped by bandits...

Can bandits hijack the Tubo delegation of dozens of people?

It is impossible, and there will be no such fool. The Tubo team of dozens of people is quite amazing. It would be good if they didn't rob the bandits.

On the bank of the Yellow River, Renqin Sangbo shook his head and turned over from the horse's back. He looked at the river water that had not yet been turbid and took a sip.

The river water is clear and sweet. Looking at the large area of ​​farmland around, Renqin Sangbo and the Tubo warriors beside him are full of jealousy. Tubo is on the plateau, and although he can also grow grain, there is only barley.

The yield of barley is not as good as that of wheat, and the taste is far from each other. In their eyes, these wheat fields that keep rising like waves are endless wealth in their eyes.

The Tubo people spent most of their time fighting hunger. Tubo, which had been divided for so long, had not had a great harvest for a long time.

Men all go to fight for tribes, women take their children to herd at home, and large areas of land are abandoned because no one takes care of them.

After finally settled down, the ministries reached an agreement, and Jiao Siluo came again.

In the eyes of the Tubo people, the Song Dynasty had no threat at all. The Han people could not go to the plateau. They even came up and won, and they would eventually withdraw.

Just as the Tubo people captured the plateau and occupied the Han cities, the climate and environment could not adapt.

But Jiaosiluo in Qingtang was a fool. He became the minion in the hands of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, constantly annexing the tribes on the plateau in order to join the plateau. But he didn't know that because the interests between the tribes in the war were violated, the opportunity that could have turned enemies into friends became enemies of life and death.

The Tubo people are the most vengeful and kind. If you kill people in my tribe, you have to pay back the lives of your tribe!

Once the seeds of revenge are sown, the final result will be to die. If Jiao Siluo could not be used by the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, through wealth and lobbying, it would be very likely that he would achieve his goal and unify the entire Tubo.

But now, he sent troops to some cities, and the Tugan tribe had been conquered by his iron hooves, and all tribes regarded him as a beast. What other possible negotiations could be done?

Seeing that the Tubo warriors who followed him drank enough water and filled them with sheepskin water bags, Renqin Sangbo got on his horse again and said loudly: "Hold on it, as long as you cross Hetao, you will soon reach the border of Ningxia Road. After passing Xiliangzhou, you will be Zongge City under the Great Snow Mountain!"

"Huha!"

The knight who followed shouted loudly to boost morale, and Renqin Sangbo was no exception. He hoped to express the depression in his heart.

As long as you pass Zongge City, you can reach Qingtang City, where he will try his best to contact Jiaosiluo.

Don’t you want to unify Tubo? Then I’ll give it to you! Why do you have to use war or blood to unify? You can represent the Tubo nobles, you can lobby the Tubo tribes, and you can even bow down to the front of Jiaosiluo.

But he didn't want Jiao Siluo to slaughter his tribe on the plateau again, and he didn't want him to bring endless hatred to the grassland.
Chapter completed!