"Master Xiasangjia, please feel sorry for the loss of a son. Although the pain of losing his son is sad, you must take care of your health." A sound that was neither too slow and yin nor too sunny sounded in Xiasangjia's ears. He was full of disdain for such masculinity in his heart, but out of etiquette, he still looked up at the man, although he was extremely reluctant.

The visitor was wearing a Tibetan robe that was very ordinary. Due to the cold early spring, his hands were put into his sleeves. His dark eyes carefully looked at the changing weather on Xiasangjia's face. He was thinner than Xiasangjia. Perhaps he was used to being humble and had a little hunched back on his back. No matter how hard he straightened his body, he could never change his identity as a slave in his bones.

He glanced at Xiasanga and said with the flow: "If you want, we can put the murderer who killed your son together, and I only want the group of people behind him."

"Your Wei Chao is too cunning. When did you count on your words?"

"Can you still believe me as I am today?"

When the visitor saw that Xiasangjia was indifferent to this, he said, "I once had a son I loved the most, and because of our common enemy, he made blood splatter on the battlefield."

Xiasangjia has always had the same reminiscence as himself on the face of a person. The same feelings made each other resonate with each other. Xiasangjia felt a little relaxed with the person. She originally wanted to find out the truth behind this person's incident, but she was not very familiar with him and was a little abrupt, so she stopped talking to her mouth.

"How do you want to cooperate?" In the end, Xiasanga couldn't help but speak first.

“I want to show my sincerity.”

The visitor handed a letter from Xiasangjia that was almost yellowed. After reading it, some unclear fragmented information were connected into clear lines, making Xiasangjia feel enlightened.

The letter from home is as follows: Brother Cuomli, when you saw this letter, I was already in a secluded place to replace you to complete the ancestral teachings. This is my blessing. Don’t blame yourself or be sad. You have more important things to be completed. The survival and demise of Tubo is at risk. Wei Chao has been using troops against my territory, and his heart is punished. I hope that my brother will expel the wolf from a foreign country from my territory as soon as possible and return the style of Tubo. This time I went voluntarily, and there was no threat from anyone, please do not miss me.

There are many people with Tubo surnamed Tsomu. If you go online, you can catch a large area. Tsomu is often the name used by the woman. Special names like Tsomuli and Tsomuhun, which are more suspicious to think of Xiasangjia.

His father and the group of people he was searching for were actually in front of him. When all this seemed to surface, something more unexpected happened to Xiasangjia.

Tsomuhun, the guy who made Xiasanga's eyes breath fire and wanted to go up and eat him alive, actually came quietly in the eyes of the two of them.

Out of etiquette, he incenseed the two dead young men, burned yellow paper, and stood respectfully beside the Wei Chaoren who had just come in.

"The letter in your hand was exactly what Mr. Tsomuhun asked me to pass on to you. In fact, he is also a victim of the whole matter. If you are willing to cooperate, he is willing to tell the whole matter out of it so that both parties can have the most sincere cooperation situation."

Xiasanga looked at Tsomuhun with deep meaning. Tsomuhun was supported by the man next to him and immediately became bolder. He walked up and said, "I only know that those of them guard a huge secret. As a member of the Tsomu family, I was completely kept in the dark. They have never talked about these things in front of me, and whenever they discussed these things over the years, they almost excluded me from the outside. At the lowest point in my life, at the most difficult and most depressed times, they did not remember everything I had done for the family, and drove me out of the family like a dog. I knew they had never cared about me. Now I just want to get back everything that belongs to me--dignity and respect."

"What do you mean?" Xiasanga asked.

"All our goals are pointing to the same person, that is the one named Wu. The Buddhist beads he brought back this time hide the secret that our family has been waiting for over the years, and I am sure that he seems to have known the truth inside. In order to let him find the secret, I locked him up and deliberately asked someone to return the string of Buddhist beads to him. Do you understand what the next meaning will be?" At this time, Tsomhun was talking endlessly, and his joy was beyond words, as if he had already mastered the shocking secret.

"Then is his purpose?" Xiasangjia expressed deep doubts and distrust of the man who was a wedding dress but did not seek reward.

"Are I not clear enough about my purpose just now? I only need the group of people behind the surname Wu. As for your so-called big secret, even if it is a sea of ​​gold and silver, I will not take any of it. Do you think I am a short of money?" The Wei Chaoren began to dislike his dressing up at this moment. This was completely inconsistent with his identity as a rich man, making the other party feel that he was bragging.

"I heard that the man named Wu had been locked up by you long ago. You are like this..." Xiasangjia's implication is that since you all know the whole story, would you be so stupid that you share a wealth with others?

"I asked my subordinates to engrave the words on the Buddhist beads, and in the end all the clues pointed to Weizang's Lhasa."

"you mean?"

"We must obtain the support of King Yundan to make our plan go smoothly. Don't you have a son? If he and Princess Rouge become a good thing and you have reached an in-laws with King Yundan, then wouldn't this matter be natural?"

"Then it depends on how much trouble the Tsomuhun brothers are. I will thank you very much in the future."

Xiasangjia thought to himself: I won’t suffer any loss in this matter anyway. Even if I blame it, at most, I can just give the son’s life to them. If this matter is done, I will take the line of Yundan King. Needless to say, he can imagine the benefits of the future.
Chapter completed!