Chapter 21

Zhangsun Wuji rubbed the phoenix-patterned jade pendant in his hand and whispered.

Tibet, Lhasa City.

After several days of cruel war, Qin Mu finally captured Songtsen Gampo alive, broke into the Tibetan royal city of Lhasa, and took control of the Budalagong!

Inside the palace.

The three civil officials Zhang Juzheng, Yan Song, and Liu Bowen stood on the left.

The three military generals Xin Qiji, Yue Fei, and Li Cunxiao stood on the right.

Above the jade steps of the main hall.

Qin Mu sat on the high throne, looking indifferently at everything before him.

Outside the main hall.

Phalanxes composed of Great Qin's Iron Eagle Sharpshooters, Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, and the Trap Camp filled the entire Budalagong square.

The cold wind was biting and bone-chilling.

Yet all the soldiers remained motionless, like black pillars of stone.

Their eyes looked with determination at the youth sitting on the throne inside the main hall!

That is...

Their King!

On the outskirts of the Budalagong.

The leaders of the various Tibetan tribes, the preaching monks, and the citizens in the city were all prostrate on the ground, shivering.

They would never forget the day Lhasa City fell.

The youth in white robes and silver armor on the battlefield was as unstoppable as a ghost or god.

That invincible army, capable of swallowing the heavens and destroying the earth, occupied the city in just an instant.

"That is the arrangement of the heavens!"

"Lhasa City should be ruled by that youth!"

"He will definitely lead us to glory!"

Countless exclamations and praises spread throughout Lhasa City.

People believed that Qin Mu was a god from above the firmament!

Otherwise, how could there be such a miraculous youth in this world?

Inside the main hall.

Qin Mu looked at everything before him, feeling that it was so unreal.

A few months ago.

He was still the number one rebel of the Great Tang.

And now, he was sitting on the throne of the Budalagong, overlooking the entire world.

"We offer our congratulations to the Great King!"

Zhang Juzheng, Yue Fei, and other ministers bowed one after another to Qin Mu on the throne.

"Everyone, rise."

Qin Mu nodded slightly, his voice extremely steady.

Although Tibet had been unified, there were still many things to deal with, such as people's livelihood, politics, economy, culture, and so on.

It was far from time to celebrate!

"Yan Song, Zhang Juzheng."

"Your humble servant is here!"

"I order you two to prepare the ceremonies; I am going to change the dynasty. From today on, the name of the country will be changed to Qin, and it will no longer be called Tibet! Three days from now, we will offer sacrifices to the heavens and announce it to the world!"

"Your humble servant obeys!"

Zhang Juzheng and Yan Song solemnly accepted the order.

"Yue Fei!"

"This general is here!"

"Bring up the big fish you captured alive; I want to interrogate them personally."

"This general obeys!"

"Bring them up!"

Yue Fei waved his hand, and several guards who had been waiting outside for a long time escorted Songtsen Gampo and the others in slowly.

It is worth mentioning that besides Songtsen Gampo, Lu Dongzan, Fang Xuanling, and others had also been captured alive by Yue Fei.

Fang Xuanling was quite witty; he had long since changed into Tibetan clothing and smeared his face black, so most people really couldn't recognize him.

He is truly worthy of being a Great Tang Prime Minister!

Just like that.

A group of Tibetan nobles were tied up and escorted into the palace.

Songtsen Gampo's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth, looking at the youth on the throne.

He was not reconciled!

Why?

Why did I work so hard for so many years, only to be defeated by such a youth who appeared out of nowhere?

Fang Xuanling knelt behind Songtsen Gampo, burying his head deeply, not even daring to raise his eyelids, for fear that Qin Mu would recognize his identity.

Bad luck!

Damn bad luck!

A perfectly good mission to a foreign country, being wined and dined, only to end up a prisoner.

Fang Xuanling, oh Fang Xuanling...

You were truly clever for a lifetime, but muddled for a moment!

Fang Xuanling kept blaming and regretting in his heart.

"Great King, Songtsen Gampo and the others have been brought here!"

Yue Fei's heavy voice echoed in the hall.

"Qin Mu, you brat, don't you be complacent; even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!"

Songtsen Gampo roared at Qin Mu on the throne, gritting his teeth.