In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

She hated Li Yuanchang, but there was nothing she could do.

She could never return to Tibet. If she left this place, she would know nothing, have no followers, no servants, no power, and she wouldn't even know how to survive.

The contrast is especially stark when you lose power and become someone else's prey!

She had no choice!

Tears of humiliation streamed down his face, and he finally gave in.

Half an hour later.

Deer Palace.

The bright moon shines high, and insects climb onto the tips of the leaves.

Murong Ji left.

The spacious hall was filled with documents and sand tables, devoid of any glitter or extravagance, reflecting only the ultimate practicality and simplicity of a commander.

But when Tsangyang Suitaku first entered this place, a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes, as if he had come to the wrong place.

"Doesn't this place seem even more rudimentary than your toilet?" Li Yuanchang chuckled as he flipped through the "Six Armies Mirror."

This military treatise, personally written by Duke Wei, is all-encompassing and even records some key points of marching on the plateau. He is currently studying it diligently.

boom!

At that moment, the door was closed.

"It is indeed very rudimentary."

"Your rank in the Tang Dynasty should be the same as that of the Grand Chancellor, but this place looks like a slum."

Li Yuanchang glanced at her at this moment and saw her standing there, dressed in a plain white robe. The blood-stained ritual implements and Tibetan gold ornaments were all taken away.

In the army, in Li Yuanchang's army, feudal superstition was strictly prohibited. This had been in place for a long time, and no such practices were allowed to exist.

At this moment, Tsangyang Shuituo seemed to have returned to normal. What she was taking was not a bath, but rather the evil religious color of Bon.

She had long, flowing hair and skin with a distinctive high-altitude rosy hue.

Her eyebrows and eyelashes were thick and dark, somewhat resembling those of a woman from the Western Regions. With her thick eyebrows and large eyes, she was very distinctive.

Unlike other Tibetan women who have to do rough and rugged labor, she has a slender and tall figure. While not a top beauty, she is still a rare and precious highland girl.

After all, with such well-defined facial features, it's impossible for her to look bad.

However, the aesthetics of ancient times are indeed different from those of later generations. In the 21st century, people prefer fair-skinned, young, and thin figures, which is the complete opposite of that in ancient times.

You're wrong.

"I am fundamentally different from your Grand Chancellor."

"He is a powerful minister who holds immense influence in the court, a cunning and ruthless tyrant who is adept at calculation and self-interest, but I am the exact opposite of him."

Cangyang Suitaku remained silent, but his dark eyes clearly showed disapproval, even a hint of disdain, though he dared not speak.

Li Yuanchang was not in a hurry and said with a smile, "Since you have already submitted to me, you are now my person. You can speak your mind directly without worrying about being purged."

Cangyang Mizutaku hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "What's the difference between you?"

"The difference is that he did it for himself, while I do it for the whole world."

Cangyang Mizutaku subconsciously gave a cold laugh: "How hypocritical it sounds coming from Your Highness's mouth."

"Since you've come here, have you seen a single slave? Have you seen a single emaciated person?"

Tsangyang Suitaku remained silent.

"You detained my men, and I traveled a hundred miles to rescue them, didn't I?"

Tsangyang Suitaku was speechless again.

"Your king has been sidelined, but who have I sidelined? We've traveled thousands of miles from the Far East to here; have I not arrived?"

"Do your kings have any authority over you clergy?"

Tsangyang Suitaku remained speechless.

"The Tibetan Empire uses Bon religion to control its internal affairs, and as a goddess, you should know better than anyone what those tricks are. If Bon religion is really a god, a savior, then you shouldn't be here."

"Anything that cannot be questioned should be viewed with caution, shouldn't it?" Li Yuanchang argued.

Tsangyang Suitaku lowered his head after being spoken to.

"Even the promises your Holy See made to you, this goddess, have not been kept."

"They want to kill you to wash away their shame," Li Yuanchang joked.

Kuangyang Suitaku lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

"Alright, I think my words have touched your soul. You still have a chance to turn over a new leaf and start anew."

"Let's start now."

"Tell me everything you know about Tibet and Bon religion, including all the secrets and important figures."

"Remember, all of them!" Li Yuanchang emphasized.

Cangyang Mizutaku pursed his lips and looked up: "If I confess, will I be spared?"

"Are you trying to negotiate with me?" Li Yuanchang retorted, his calm gaze carrying a subtle but palpable sense of pressure.

Kuangyang Shuitu was stunned.

"Your Highness, that's not what I meant."

"Then just say it," Li Yuanchang said.

Cangyang Shutuo had no other choice but to say, "The one in charge of Tibet now is the Grand Minister, Gar Tongtsen. He has not only sidelined the Zanpu (Tibetan king) but also suppressed the Bon religion. He is the de facto king of Tibet."

There are three major circles around him.

"One is the Gar family military group, which controls more than 80% of the Tibetan army and resources. Its core figures include Lun Bozang, Lun Shu, and Lun Xiangkong..."

"The other group consists of dependent groups led by various nobles. They live in different places and have long been subservient to the Gar family, becoming vassals. They consolidate their relationship through intermarriage."

"Dayan Mangbuzhi's family was one of them, and also the largest one. He married a woman from the Gar family."

"His family has an army of 50,000, and 30,000 were conscripted when they went to war. So far, there have been no reinforcements. There are rumors that Galdonzan intends to take this opportunity to completely and rationally wipe out the Dayan family's power on the battlefield, killing them with a borrowed knife."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanchang's eyes lit up. This was absolutely the truth and a secret!

Sure enough, the information from insiders is always more juicy.

Thousands of miles apart, in ancient times when communication was underdeveloped, no matter how skilled the scouts were, much of the information they gathered was far less authentic than the internal narratives of these clergy members.

"The third sphere of influence is Bon religion."

"Our leader is Dewiczom, the royal divine teacher and the nominal teacher of the king."

"He was in charge of the entire Bon religion, responsible for rituals, medicine, and even politics; his power was immense."

"But this power was granted by the Grand Master. Since the previous Tsangpo, Bon religion has been suppressed and restricted. With the introduction of Buddhism, the situation has become even more divisive."

"So, overall, these three circles all revolve around the will of the Grand Minister, and all power is ultimately highly concentrated in the hands of Galdontsen."

"Besides the priest Tsom, there are four priests, who are the priest's most loyal servants and whose power is second only to the priest. They are located in Lhasa."

"Next are the Nine Goddesses. We are not in Lhasa, but are distributed in different frontiers, responsible for stabilizing people's hearts and the situation."

"Although they hold a high position, they are more like a symbol and a mascot, and their actual power is far less than that of the four high priests."

"besides……"