Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

The house is two storeys high, the downstairs is where livestock and slaves live together, and the upstairs is where the Samba family lives.

Livestock and people live together in the same house, separated by only one floor, which sounds very awkward, but it is not unusual in Tubo.

On the contrary, these chief slave owners took it for granted. First, the slaves and animals were mixed together, which showed that in their eyes, slaves were like animals, with no status but to be slaughtered. Second, The cattle live downstairs, and these headman slave owners will sleep soundly, because the cattle mean rations, and the rations are downstairs, which means that they will not starve.

There is no way, the products of the Tubo slavery regime, whether it is the country, customs, or people, are all so weird.

It's probably not the first time Uncle Bao has come to Samba. As soon as he entered the campsite, he was recognized by Samba's private guards and greeted him to the second floor where Samba lived.

Seeing Uncle Bao's sudden visit, Samba, who was still sitting by the fire burning water to keep warm, suddenly stood up.

The middle-aged Samba is short in stature, but with a thick beard on his face, he is quite proud. Unfortunately, his short stature is incompatible with this beard.

Although he is small, he has a loud voice. After standing up, he smiled and shouted harmlessly at Uncle Bao: "Ah, my dear Han friend came to visit me again. This time, your Did Master General ask you to bring something good from the Han people to Samba?"

After all, you are really welcome, and looked around Uncle Bao's front and back, and he was alone, without anything.

In Samba's impression, Yang Tai in Tuva City has never been stingy with money when dealing with him.

Just like doing business, I sell Tubo war horses to Yang Tai from time to time, and the price the other party gives is often [-]% higher than the domestic market price in Tubo; on the contrary, if I buy Han Chinese tea, porcelain, silk, and rouge powder from Yang Tai , Yanba, and even exquisite and gorgeous Han Chinese clothes, the price given by the other party is often very low, so low that one can hardly believe it.

Although Samba likes silver, he is not stupid.

He could see that Yang Tai's friendship with him must be because he wanted to get to know the big backer behind him through himself—the great minister of Tubo, Lu Denai.

Therefore, he has been hanging on Yang Tai all along, just wanting to get more benefits from him.

And Yang Tai didn't let him down, besides greatly benefiting Samba when the two parties did business, he also sent people to greet him on a regular basis.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for this greeting. As the Han people say, how can you come empty-handed when you come to visit?

So Samba likes and looks forward to it very much. Every time Yang Tai sends someone to greet him.

As long as he comes once, he can make a lot of money.

No trick, who made him love money too much in Samba, who made Tubo Kingdom have a special terrain, so poor that there is nothing to ask for?

but,

Uncle Bao came here empty-handed today, and the Samba headman was very disappointed and angry.

Immediately pulled down his stinky face, put away the warm smile just now, continued to sit back to the seat just now, and said with a hum: "Has General Yang forgotten his good friend Samba now? This, too, too Are you sorry?"

"Uh?"

Uncle Bao was taken aback for a moment, but he soon thought of why Samba had changed before and after and what he said inexplicably.

What kind of sex is Samba? He has heard his general say that this is the Tibetan wolf whose head can never be fed.

Immediately, Uncle Bao smiled helplessly at Samba, and said, "Don't be angry, the head of Samba, my general has not forgotten you. On the contrary, he still misses you from time to time. Today, the villain came in a hurry and forgot Don't blame the samba headman if he breaks the etiquette."

Hearing what he said, Samba's face softened, but he still didn't say a word, obviously he was still thinking about the sense of disappointment when he came to the door empty-handed.

When Uncle Bao saw this, although his teeth were itching with hatred, he still put on a smiling face and continued to flatter him: "Headman Samba, I hope you will not be angry. My general is in serious trouble and needs your assistance urgently."

After speaking, he took out the letter he had drafted for Yang Tai in Tuva City from his sleeve, and handed it to Samba.

Although Sangba is from Tubo, fortunately, he has relatives with the Mulu family, so he learned Chinese in the Mulu family since he was a child, and he knew how to recognize Chinese characters.

Seeing that Uncle Bao said so swearingly, although he didn't say a word, he still took the letter, opened it a little and read it.

The more he looked at it, the more his face became flickering, and he exclaimed how it was possible.

Finally, Hao Lai finally read the letter.

After reading it, he threw the letter into the fire in front of him, stood up abruptly again, and looked directly at Uncle Bao.

There was a strong light in his eyes, like a philistine, shrewd, and greedy. After taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "You can send troops. I can send you five thousand slave soldiers. There is no shortage of lowly people in Tubo. slave. But—"

The voice suddenly raised a little, and asked nakedly: "However, open the skylight and speak frankly, what benefits can your general give me Samba???"

Chapter 233 The Samba Headman's Ambition

benefit?

Hearing the samba headman asking for benefits so bluntly, Uncle Bao looked slightly astonished, but there was no big disturbance in his heart.

Because before leaving, the general had already explained to Samba that if he wanted to send troops to rescue the greedy and greedy Tubo wolf, he would definitely have to pay a certain price.

As the general said, alliance cooperation is nothing more than exchanging chips between each other, each taking what they need.

Immediately, Uncle Bao's face softened slightly, he chuckled, and whispered: "The head of Samba doesn't need to worry about this aspect, my general has always been very generous to his friends. Otherwise, it is impossible for you and my two families to cooperate so far. no?"

"Haha, that's that." The samba headman's expression also changed following Uncle Bao's words, and in a blink of an eye, he had a harmless smile on his face again, and laughed loudly, "Your general is a noble from the former royal family. , In the words of your Han people, they are called sons of dragons and phoenix grandsons, how can you be shabby? Tell me, what benefits did your general promise me?"

After hearing this, even though Uncle Bao hated Samba, a Tubo dog with no manners and no shame in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, and slowly conveyed Yang Tai's promise, saying: "As long as the leader of Samba is willing to send five thousand slave soldiers to help Let's take back Alitu City and wipe out the Tang army in the city, hehe, my general promises you."

Speaking of this, he snapped his fingers and relayed one by one: "From now on, the price of any Tubo war horse purchased from the Samba headman will be increased to [-]% of the market price; The prices of products from the Central Plains, such as salt, tea, porcelain, silk, etc., will be reduced by another [-]%. How?"

"Is that so..."

After hearing this, Samba made a long nasal sound and fell silent, but he began to make another calculation in his heart.

He was thinking in his heart that the war horse Yang Tai bought from him was basically [-]% higher than the market price, but now it has become [-]% after the promise; and the Central Plains products he bought from Yang Tai are basically at the market price. Fifty percent, half the price to buy, now [-]% lower, equivalent to [-]% of the price can be purchased.

It's like owning a war horse worth 300 taels, if you sell it to Yang Tai, you can sell it for at least 510 taels in the future; and if you buy tea worth 100 taels from Yang Tai, you can buy it for only 30 taels in the future.

This is a price that makes him very tempted and hard to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Yang Tai must have paid such a large bargaining chip in order to let him send troops.

You know, in recent years, his samba name has also gained a little reputation in the royal court of Tubo, all thanks to his continuous supply of low-priced Central Plains products from Yang Tai.

Through these unique products of the Central Plains, not only his status in the eyes of Tubo Prime Minister Mulu De Nai has been increasing, but even many nobles in Tubo have been connected with the products of the Central Plains through sums of money.

He firmly believed that, given him another three to five years, he, Samba, would definitely squeeze into the aristocratic class of the Tubo Kingdom, and would become a very popular figure in Luoxie, the capital of the Tubo Kingdom (now Lhasa, Tibet).

At that time, after a little operation, the Lord of Tubo, His Excellency Zanpu Songtsan Gampo, may summon him and give him a half-official position, and it may not be possible to officially become a hereditary noble of the Tubo Kingdom.

Thinking about it, Samba's mind became more and more lively and wild.

A small headman, a small slave owner is not his Samba dream.

However, Samba was able to grow from a negligible and dispensable distant relative of the Wulu family to a head slave owner who owns a large private land, countless cattle and sheep, and ten thousand slaves. Naturally, he has his unique features.

At least, insatiable greed and cunning are the advantages he has relied on to survive until now.

He tried his best to suppress the surge in his heart, calm himself down, and wondered why Yang Tai was willing to spend so much money to send troops to help him?