Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi put his hand on Songtsen Gampo's shoulder and comforted him. "Don't worry, my father has already led the army out of the city for rescue. It's okay."

Songtsen Gampo's shoulders were trembling slightly, as if he had just escaped from life and death. Yuchi Baoqi patted his shoulder: "It's okay. The shaking was just because of the large amount of adrenaline secreted during the escape. Now that it's safe, just shake for a while." After Yuchi Baoqi said this, he wanted to ask Su Lie to get him a bottle of energy. Shui, just when he was about to open his mouth, he realized that Su Lie was no longer in Songzhou City.

"Rencuo, go get a bottle of energy water for this fellow. He's shaking badly. Go quickly." Yuchi Baoqi turned to Rencuo and shouted. Rencuo also immediately went to the soldier supply point at the city gate to get it.

"Bang bang bang, collapse!" A series of gunshots and explosions came from outside the city. It should be the battle between Tianwei Army and Zan Xiruo.

"Is that the thunder that father said?" Zan Xiruo was not too scared. He escaped on the horse and watched carefully. He really saw something from this.

As the distance increased, Yuchi Jingde did not order a pursuit but instead stationed some soldiers on the spot. The rest of the soldiers turned around and escorted the people into the city, garrisoning troops every mile and returning to defense.

If Zan Xi were driven away, he would see that his 2000 people would be worth more than [-] in just one confrontation with the Tianwei Army. Zan Xiruo gave up the idea of ​​continuing the attack and returned to the Tubo king's tent with his troops. There should be many places where his father had just seized power and needed him.

When all the people entered the city, they all collapsed on the ground. Many of the female relatives and officials brought out by Songtsen Gampo were breathing heavily. After being inspected by the soldiers at the city gate, they were all taken to allocate houses. Provisional identification was produced.

"The registered man named Geerzan arranged for me to live in the Governor's Mansion and be responsible for cleaning. The other people can do whatever they want, but the main thing is to keep an eye on them and not run away." Yuchi Baoqi and Rencuo said quietly.

Although Rencuo was a little surprised, after all, the young master had never arranged work for the Tubo people, and Geerzan was the first one, but he didn't think too much about it.

Songtsen Gampo felt reassured as he watched all the people he brought out being taken to various workshops. "I guess I will also be assigned to the workshop. If I can speak Chinese, I might be assigned the best one. Then I might be able to get a glimpse of how to make new weapons."

"Where is Geerzan? Who is Geerzan?" A Tibetan citizen in charge of registration alternately called Songtsen Gampo's fake name in Chinese and Tubo.

Songtsen Gampo quickly ran up and secretly thrust his gold ring into the clerk's hand.

"What are you doing! I have my own wages and my own dignity! This kind of bad habit is not allowed in Songzhou City and is spurned!" The Tubo secretary who immigrated here last time will The gold ring was thrown hard on Songtsen Gampo's body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't understand it the first time I came here. I won't do it next time, I won't. Please register for me." Songtsen Gampo was a little angry but could only force a smile and said.

"You are very lucky. Your job is the best among these people. The salary is high and the treatment is good. The Dudu Mansion is short of a cleaning and tidying position. You have room and board in the Dudu Mansion, and your salary is three cents more than others." The clerk stamped his temporary identification card with a cleaner's logo and waved him away from the line to report.

"Hurry up, there are people behind you who want to register! Why are you like this?" The people behind said angrily as they looked at Songtsen Gampo, who was standing there blankly.

Songtsen Gampo hurriedly left the team, fearing to cause public outrage. Looking at the cleaner's seal on his ID card and the cleaner's employment contract in his hand, Songtsan Gampo still couldn't recover from such a huge blow.

Songtsen Gampo sat on the bluestone steps in front of the Governor's Mansion, holding those two things in his hands and looking blankly at the huge crowd of registrations in front of him.

Yuchi Baoqi came out of the Governor's Mansion and saw him sitting blankly, so he sat directly next to him.

"What kind of life do these people live in Tubo? They can work so hard for just fifteen cents a day plus taking care of the food." Yuchi Baoqi said softly.

"Yeah, I'm afraid I'm going to have to pay for land but not land, I'm going to have cattle and sheep but not cattle and sheep, and I'm going to have no wages even for working and taking care of the food." Songtsan Gampo's dull eyes were completely different from the one he had before in the king's tent.

"Just wait and see. The Tibetan immigrants who came last time will start paying taxes soon. It was originally scheduled to be today. Who knew you would come and be busy with the clerk, but you can rest assured that three times the salary for overtime work is not allowed to be owed. You see Although some of the scribes are tired, they all work with a smile." Yuchi Baoqi handed Songtsan Gambo a piece of White Rabbit toffee and stuffed one into his mouth.

Songtsan Gampo peeled off the Little White Rabbit toffee like Yuchi Baoqi and put it into his mouth. A rich milky fragrance rushes straight into the nose, and the sweetness felt on the tongue is the most authentic sweetness I have ever experienced in my life.

Before Songtsen Gampo could ask, Yuchi Baoqi had already started talking on his own. "Little White Rabbit Milk Candy, a bag of 30 yuan sells for a penny. White rice, a bucket of two pence. In the future, vegetables and meat will follow, and Songzhou City will become an outpost for the conquest of Tibet."

Wuyangyang's army of tax payers arrived, each holding a wallet made by a textile factory for uniforms, waiting for the clerk to register the new immigrants.

Songtsen Gampo was surprised by so many people. No one complained, and they all queued up at intervals along the lines. Some young people even asked the elderly to line up in front of them, while they returned to the end of the line and queued up again.

"Civilization begins with order. They gave up part of their freedom in exchange for order in Songzhou City. This is really beautiful, isn't it?" Yuchi Baoqi looked at the team with blurred eyes, as if he was admiring the most beautiful thing in the world. things.

"Sister, you earned a total of 530 Wen from working and part-time this month. Since it exceeds 42 Wen, you have to pay a total of [-] Wen in taxes. But your son's good grades in school can be used to deduct [-] Wen, and you are a production worker. The model soldier will be deducted twenty coins. You only need to pay twelve coins as tax." The clerk copied the details from the book and handed them to the elder sister.

"Do you look down on me? If I pay 42, I will pay 42. There is no deduction! The night school teacher said that the money given to Songzhou City will be used to build our home. I don't care, I will just pay 42." The eldest sister said Angrily, he slapped the money on the table and turned to leave.

"Sister! We can only collect twelve cents. This is a rule. You can donate the thirty cents to the nursing home so that the elderly can live a better life." The intern standing next to the clerk took the money and ran after it. past.

"Why? They would rush to pay taxes. No one was willing to pay when the Tubo royal court sent people to collect them. Some people even resisted and wanted to die without paying." Songtsen Gampo was already dumbfounded.

"The Tubo Royal Court collects taxes to maintain the Tubo Royal Court's dominance, as well as its own glory, wealth, enjoyment and comfort. But the people of Songzhou know that they pay taxes so that their children can study and have a good life. More houses and workshops were built," Yuchi Baoqi explained.

"Besides, the Tubo royal court seems to have heard them say that the tax is [-] per [-] yuan. Are you going to give up the work? I think the [-] per cent tax for the workers here is too much, but if there are merchants in Songzhou City in the future, it will probably be Ten taxes and two taxes." Yuchi Baoqi also replied to him thoughtfully.