Before Dorje could speak, his wife was already crying loudly.

The Duoji and his wife seem to be honest, with similar appearance to the Qiangba couple, and their age is about forty years.

Due to their long-term hard work, their faces have many wrinkles and their palms are extremely rough.

Plus, the skin is extremely dark and looks almost fifty.

Doji wiped his tears, looked up from the ground, and said hatefully: "Sir, the villain took his children to burn incense. He was attracted by the lama of Xizhao Temple. He said that the villain's children were destined to be with the temple and asked the villain's children to spend the night in the temple. When the villain heard that his children were destined to be with the temple, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and agreed immediately. Unexpectedly, he went to see his children the next day, but the temple said that they could not meet, and they were unwilling to meet with the villain."

"I haven't seen each other a day? I'm the same when I go there a few more times?" Wang Wenxiu reminded Doji.

Doji continued to kowtow, then shook his head: "The villain went to Xizhao Temple many ten times, but he still didn't see his children. He said that his children were dedicated to practicing and did not want to see their family."

"If you practice wholeheartedly, have they become monks and how old are your children?" Seeing Doji's appearance, Wang Wenxiu decided to make it clear.

Doji was embarrassed to shake his head: "Sir, the villain is only forty years old, his daughter is only fifteen, and his son is a little older, only seventeen."

This family is similar to Jonba, and there is such a coincidence.

Wang Wenxiu was secretly surprised, and Yu Qishi and Zheng Ding exchanged glances calmly.

"Have you ever thought about becoming a monk?" Wang Wenxiu decided to figure out the matter.

Doji wiped his tears: "Sir, the villain has already had a marriage for his children and is preparing to choose a date to finish the marriage."

"Indeed, I have also lost my age when talking about marriage," Wang Wenxiu nodded in agreement, and asked, "Do they like Lamaism?"

"This, they do like Lamaism, but they don't like becoming monks." Doji knew the meaning of Wang Wenxiu's words and hurriedly denied it.

Wang Wenxiu thought for a while and shook his head: "It's hard to say. What if your children are influenced by the lama and suddenly want to become a monk in the temple?"

"Sir, this is completely impossible, absolutely impossible. The villain plans to arrange a marriage for them immediately after the matter is settled." Doji's head was shaken like a wave of blows, and he hurriedly denies it.

Wang Wenxiu nodded, sighed in his heart, and was still a little worried: "Do your children know about this?"

"Of course I know this." Doji nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then kowtowed to Wang Wenxiu, "Sir, the villain only has such a pair of children. Please arrange for the search for children."

Wang Wenxiu nodded and ordered Zhao Yang, "Dongyang, immediately send fifty cavalry to assist Doji in finding a pair of children."

Mali and Xiong Hu each led fifty cavalry to help Doji and Jomba find their children.

Nanzhao Temple and Xizhao Temple are not on the same road, one is in the south and the other is in the west.

Xiong Hu and Ma Li came out of the barracks and soon separated.

Xiong Hu, with fifty soldiers, helped Qiangba find his children in Nanzhao Temple.

Ma Li brought another fifty troops to help Dorje find his children.

Dorje and Jomba were half happy and half sad following them.

In order not to waste time, Dorji and Jomba also rode horses.

The four of them were Chaba. Although they saw the horses, they never rode horses.

After all, with their financial strength, it is good to have two prayer drums.

Although horses are good, they are played by nobles. They can only watch and enjoy the fun.

Unexpectedly, the security team was not like a noble master at all. They not only sent many soldiers to find their children for them, but also allowed them to ride horses for the first time in their lives.

Doji and Jomba did not expect that they could ride horses like nobles in this life, which was something they never dreamed of.

However, although riding a horse is beautiful, it is really uncomfortable.

The thighs were worn so badly that my butt was almost tolerated.

Dorje and Jomba were afraid of falling off the horse's back, so they hurriedly hugged the horse tightly, not daring to look up.

"Fortunately, this is a mare, which is relatively docile, otherwise you would have fallen from the horse." Wan Hongzhuang shook his head, looked at Jomba, and couldn't help but say.

When the Jomba and his wife heard this, they were shocked and dared not answer at all. They hugged the mare's neck tighter.

Seeing Johnba's nervous look, Wan Hongzhuang seemed to feel a little too much.

He smiled and said, "This is a mare, don't worry, after many training, there is no problem for strangers and will not let you fall off the horse's back."

When Jonba heard this, he finally spoke: "Thank you, Jun."

The two of them made great contributions to search for Aunt Wang and their sisters last time. The report of being promoted to the camp leader has been passed to the Zhaojiazhuang military camp through the caravan in Zhaojiazhuang.

Not only did Ma Li and Xiong Hu have a happy event, but the entire security team is also full of happy events now.

This time, Zheng Ding proposed and Wang Wenxiu and the other two were deliberated. The Tubo security group was expanded into a general, and the report was also sent to the Zhaojiazhuang military camp with the merchants from Zhaojiazhuang.

Although it is a good thing, the things in front of you must be done well, otherwise it will be a security team brand.

Xiong Hu first brought fifty subordinates to Nanzhao Temple.

Rumble, rumble, the earth shakes, and the snowflakes on the trees fall down, revealing bare branches.

The Zhike Monk saw the security team from afar and his face changed rapidly.

The last time He Si'an led ten patrol teams, he met them at Nanzhao Temple.

Not only did the monks who knew that they could not stop them, but even the monk soldiers were defeated by them.

Unexpectedly, the security regiment had more troops this time.

But he quickly calmed down. Although the monk soldiers were captured by the security regiment, they now have regular troops.

This regular army is nothing else, but Gala's cavalry.

Seeing that the security team was about to attack Nanzhao Temple again, the monk from Zhike shouted: "Crash the bell, hit the bell."

The two lamas hurriedly ran towards the clock beside them, and desperately hit the temple clock.

In just one cup of tea, with the rumbling sound, the Tubo soldiers and horses came to show their power.

These Tubos were light cavalry, and they only had a layer of leather armor on their bodies at the critical points.

Although the armor is not as good as the heavy cavalry, the weapons have been increased, not only are they equipped with spears, swords, but also with bows and arrows.

Of course, the Tubo cavalry was not a bow and cavalry, but when the war horses stopped, they could still shoot arrows.

Centurion Bianba couldn't help frowning when he saw that it was a security team.

But after all, he was the right prime minister and the soldiers of the monk Bochanbu, so he could not weaken his momentum.

He rushed to Xiong Hu, looked at Xiong Hu and shouted loudly: "This is Nanzhao Temple, and you are Han people. What do you think of doing here?"

"I am ordered by the command of the State to assist Jomba in finding his children. Please move out of here immediately and let us help Jomba find his children." Xiong Hu smiled coldly and answered without being arrogant or humble.

Bianba glanced at her eyes a few times and shook her head: "Johnba, where is Jonba?"

"Mr. Jun, the villain is here." Jomba trembled and came out from behind with her mare's neck. Bianba's eyes seemed like swords, staring at Jomba's face.

Jomba felt like a poisonous snake, staring at him, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He trembled even harder and almost fell off the horse, and hurriedly hugged the horse's neck.

Xiong Hu knew that he was extremely scared when he saw Jomba.

He rushed to Jomba and said in a deep voice: "Johnba, don't be afraid, the security team is here."

Jomba's face was still pale, and her teeth were colliding with each other.

"Johnba, Gala's troops are not the opponent of the security regiment. The last time the heavy cavalry was wiped out by the security regiment, not to mention that they are light cavalry." Xiong Hu patted Jomba on the back while comforting Jomba.

Qiangba did not dare to turn around and look at Xiong Hu. While holding the horse's neck desperately, he stared at the cavalry of Bianba.

Qiangba shook his head and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Jun, there are more soldiers and horses on the other side than here."

Seeing Qiangba being extremely scared at Tubo’s soldiers, he was just a baba after all.

If he did not listen to the noble master, the noble master would have sent these cavalrymen.

These cavalry wore swords and branches in their hands, and beat them hard at them.

Some of the poor people could not bear the oppression of the nobles and wanted to escape from the nobles' homes.

Of course, the nobles would not arrest them personally, but instead sent cavalrymen.

No matter how fast the slaves ran, they were eventually caught by these cavalrymen.

These cavalry were extremely cruel. They tied the captured slaves with ropes and tied the other end to the tail of the war horse.

The cavalry ran wildly, and the slaves or Langsheng had to run desperately behind him.

But after all, people only have two feet, so how can they run a four-legged horse?

He was able to run at first, but later he was dragged to the ground by horses.

The ground was full of stones, and Lang Sheng, who was dragged by a horse, shouted while begging for mercy.

But the cavalry was unmoved at all, and still drove the horses and dragged Langsheng to run.

Lang Sheng was able to beg for mercy loudly at first, but later he became weaker and weaker.

Not only was the sound getting weaker, but the clothes were scraped clean by stones on the ground, leaving only a bloody body.

After running for less than an hour, the person who was still alive just now turned into a dead body.

What's even more hateful is that in order to achieve the effect of heavy punishment, the nobles asked all his people to watch.
To be continued...