Cuosuo and Qiangjiu were talking, and the situation on the field had changed a lot.

Although Xu Hong had already solved all the bad guys around him, he also had a little nobleman around him.

This little nobleman is not someone else, but Padjo.

Like Zhuo, Pazhuo, both questioned the security team's arrest of the lama.

Pazhuo is better at handling it than Zhujie. Zhujie is a bad guy and has strong demands on improving his living situation.

Pazhuo himself is a little noble, and of course he is not on the same level as Zhujie.

Not only did he live a life of course, he also had a lot of land, sheep, yaks, and even slaves.

While Zhujie was still struggling to improve his life, Pazhuo was already troubled by how to be promoted to a great noble.

As long as you are a person, you will have troubles, but each person has different troubles.

Langsheng’s trouble is how to atone for his sins and live a good life in his next life.

Even if you cannot become a noble, at least don’t become a slave to be slaughtered.

Chaba is between the nobles and Langsheng. If he doesn't work hard, he may become Langsheng.

Chaba's distress is to atone for his sins as soon as possible and strive to become a noble in his next life.

Of course, the little nobles were also worried. They only had a few slaves, soldiers, dozens of other nobles, or even hundreds of them.

Langsheng, Chaba, the nobles are secular people after all, so it is normal for them to have troubles.

The lama is no longer in the secular world, so it should be without any worries.

Don’t think that the lama is not worried. Which lama is willing to be a little novice monk for the rest of his life?

Which little novice monk does not want to become a lama, a master, a master, or even a khenpo and Rinpoche?

If you become Rinpoche, you will not only be a word in the temple, but also be worshipped by believers.

Of course, Pazhuo is also worried now, and his troubles are of course to revitalize the family and become a great noble.

He has already dealt with the ba around Xu Hong, and now Pazhuo is the only one left.

If Xu Hong just got the baba and was helpless against the little nobles, then today would not be considered a complete success.

Xu Hong thought about it and decided to give it a try. He came to Pazhuo with the sound transmission instrument.

Pazhuo was secretly surprised when he watched Xu Hong turn a Chaba from a Lama believer to a little saint.

He couldn't help but look, and saw one by one, one by one, and one by one, and fell into deep thought.

These Chabas are not ordinary believers. Even if the lamas were arrested by the security team, they still did not worship the Khenpo and shouted Rinpoche with a look of fanaticism.

But in a blink of an eye, these bad guys were all changed in front of him.

But Pazhuo never expected that Xu Hong put the sound transmission magic weapon in front of him.

Xu Hong's words were still straightforward: "Do you think Jeb is a liar, a demon, a beast, or a Rinpoche?"

"Of course Jeb is a liar, a demon, a beast, not a Rinpoche." Pazhuo looked at the sound-transmitting instrument in Xu Hong's hand and suddenly rushed out of his mouth.

Xu Hong just tried it, but never expected that this little nobleman would even call Jeb a liar.

Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but be surprised. He did not expect Xu Hong to win the first little noble.

He couldn't believe his ears: "Why did Pazhuo, the little nobleman, agree so readily? You know, he just asked us why we wanted to arrest Rinpoche?"

Xiong Hu looked at Pa Zhuo lightly and said, looking at Zhao Xiaodong, his face was extremely calm: "This person is extremely smart, he is cognizable."

Pazhuo did not expect that he would rush out, and he regretted it when he said it, and couldn't help but look at Xiong Hu Zhao Xiaodong.

"So he had expected me to say this?" Seeing Xiong Hu's calm gaze, he was shocked and thought so.

Although Pazhuo said this, he smiled bitterly in his heart.

He originally placed his hope of being promoted to a great noble on Jeb, but now it seems that Jeb is obviously no longer able to do so.

Obviously the little nobles are still struggling, but the situation is over.

As this situation continues, all the Chapa no longer recognizes what kind of Khenpo he is, let alone Rinpoche.

The reason why Jeb was able to be worshipped by believers was his Rinpoche's reputation.

Now these kids left him one after another, and it was obvious that the mysterious halo on him was fading away.

Without believers, he is a monk who is enlightened, so what is the use of him?

What's more, in the eyes of the security team and believers, he is no longer a great monk.

If Jeb dared to make his Dharma system into a magic weapon, although it was painful, he would still maintain his dignity and even more safeguard the dignity of the Lama.

Unfortunately, this person was extremely hypocritical and asked the slave to peel his body into a magic weapon, but he didn't dare to do so.

At this point, he lost his appearance as a monk.

What does it mean to push people when the wall is falling down? This means to push people when the wall is falling down.

Tso and Qiangjiu couldn't help but be stunned. They never expected that Pazhuo would surrender so easily.

Even if you want to surrender, you have to be the same.

Zhu Jie, the catba, is better than the little nobleman Pazhuo in this regard. He first refused, then hesitated, and finally surrendered.

You do this to lose our noble face, and the faces of Choso and Qiangjiu feel hot.

Tso stared at Pazhuo and patted his thigh: "I understand, I understand."

"You understand what? It's simply inexplicable." Qiangjiu took his gaze from Pazhuo and looked at Tso with a puzzled look on his face.

Tso continued to slap his thigh: "Parjo is not only not stupid, but also extremely smart. He wants to become a great nobleman."

"Is it easy for the great nobles to be? Can he be compared with Laga and Gala?" Qiang Jiu looked at Pazhuo and looked at him with disdain.

Although Qiangjiu was also a little noble, his slaves and soldiers were almost twice as many as Pazhuo, so of course he looked down on him.

Tso did not answer his question, but asked back: "How do you think of the little saint?"

"Little saint, I feel that the little saint is very terrible." Qiang Jiu looked at the statue of the little saint on the horse's back in the distance and said in fear.

Cuosuo shook his head, looked at the sky, and sighed heavily: "Tubo is about to change the sky."

"What, Tubo is going to change?" Qiang Jiu couldn't believe his ears.

Cuosuo looked at the statue of the little saint with a complicated expression, and Pazhuo respectfully kowtowed to the statue.

He withdrew his gaze and said to Qiang Jiu: "Think about it, the little saint was originally a governor, but now he is worshipped by the Chaibas as a compassionate Bodhisattva. What is the result?"

"Let me think about it," Qiang Jiu fell into deep thought, suddenly realized and patted his head, "The little saint not only mastered the righteousness of the court, but also mastered doctrines that were more powerful than the government. The meaning was that the little saint controlled all the politics and religion of Tubo in his own hands. But isn't there Zanpu?"

After talking about it, Qiangzao shuddered.

"Zanpu, Zanpu is still a baby now. What can you do? Even if Zanpu grows up, he can't do anything. Because Zanpu in Tubo is just a puppet." At this point, Tso sighed heavy again.

"What if this Zamp has the same ability as Song Gan?" Jonba was still a little unwilling and couldn't help but say.

Cuosuo thought about it, but finally shook his head: "Even if he has the same ability as Songgan Zanbu, it is not possible. After all, the little saint has become a climate, and Tubo has been controlled by him inside and outside."

"Parzhuo can't wait to convert to the little saint, what is it for?" Qiangjiu said while thinking.

Cuosuo looked at Pazhuo, then looked at Qiangjiu who was pondering, and said, "There is a saying in Tubo that the stino goats that eat shit will run to the front, and then there will be no more after running to the back."

"How can Tsubasa who eats shit speak so badly?" Qiangjiu couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

Tso felt funny: "Don't Tsugu like to eat shit?"

"These words were said by Jomba, not by our nobles." He felt that he was a noble, of course the language of the nobles.

"Eating shit is the nature of Tiangou, how unpleasant it sounds." Tsosuo shook his head, feeling that this person was too arrogant, and explained patiently, "The meaning of the words is that if you want to get benefits, you must run to the front."

"Indeed, if you want to get the benefits, you have to run ahead." Qiang Jiu's eyes lit up, and then he fell into deep thought: "What is the benefit? It's worth rushing to grab it?"

Cuosuo felt that Qiangjiu lacked awareness of officialdom and looked down on him a little.

However, in view of the fact that the two are still friends, they still patiently explained: "Have Qiang Jiu discovered that Tubo is about to change now?"

"Indeed, seeing the situation today, Tubo is indeed going to change the sky." Qiang Jiu finally figured it out now and couldn't help but sigh: "But I don't know how to change the sky?"

"How to change the sky?" Tso Suo thought for a while and frowned: "Qianjiu, have you ever thought about it? Where is the little saint?"

"The little saint belongs to the Song Dynasty, so what's wrong?" Qiang Jiu didn't understand for a moment.

It turns out that he is an idiot in the officialdom, but it’s better that he lacks a competitor, and Chuso thought so.

Although Cuosuo was thinking, he replied: "Since the little saint is from the Song Dynasty, can he tolerate these nobles who exist like the local emperor?"

"But we are also nobles, what should we do on this day?" Qiang Jiu couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

When he heard that he cared about his immediate interests, Tso looked down on him even more.

Tso looked at him coldly: "You are a little noble, and you have not yet taken it into the eyes of the little saint."

"The little saint has no eyes on us. Who are he targeting?" Qiangjiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously.

"Of course, the little saints are targeting local emperors such as the middle and big nobles," Cuosuo looked at Jeb, thinking that Jeb was hit by the knife, "because they will affect the Tubo court and officialdom."

Qiangjiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked in confusion: "Why can't wait to worship the little saint? What's going on?"
To be continued...