Not long after Ding Chengyuan and Xu Chengen separated, they met again in Ding Chengyuan's bedroom.
"Master Ding. But what news did you hear?" Xu Chengen hurried in and asked with his hands in hand.
"No need to pry. Mr. Xu, do you guess who lives next door to me?" Ding Chengyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Next door?" Xu Chengen was confused at first, and then had an idea. His eyes widened and he said, "Could it be a Slav?"
"You'll hit it right away." Ding Chengyuan took a deep breath and sat down on the stool. The two looked at each other in horror.
The national policy of Chu State.
Maintain peace and stability until Wu Nian is dead.
You can call yourself an old man at the age of thirty, and it is not considered an early death.
At forty there is no confusion, at fifty one knows destiny. Since ancient times, emperors who lived to be forty years old were considered very capable. Under normal circumstances, emperors and princes at the age of forty are adults.
It's time to take over.
The historical mission has been completed.
Wu Nian, an old man who has fought in both the north and south, has been bleeding and injured countless times. How many years can he live?
Once Wu Nian is dead, it will be safe.
But what if Wu Nian now joins forces with the Slavs?
It is simply that Cao Wei and Soochow jointly attacked Shu Han.
Think of this. Ding Chengyuan's face trembled, and he quickly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, found the map given by Wu Nian, and spread it out on the table.
Xu Chengen had also seen this map. He was not shocked. He was just surprised and said: "Master Ding. Why did you take out this map?"
Ding Chengyuan looked at the three-dimensional territory on the map, his face was extremely ugly, and he smiled bitterly: "Didn't Wu Nian say it before? The Slavs are Cao Wei. The Chu Kingdom is Soochow. Is the Han Kingdom Shu Han?"
"I thought it was okay at the time. I just discovered it now. Chu is the Shu Han. Wu Nian is Sun Quan. Sun Quan attacked Jingzhou and killed Guan Yu."
"Wu Nian may also betray the alliance, attack Shanhaiguan, and kill Xiong Wuwo."
Xu Chengen's expression changed and he turned pale. He shook his head and said: "Wu Nian's sword is sharper. Far better than Sun Quan. Sun Quan has almost never won any foreign wars except for a sneak attack on Jingzhou. Wu Nian has never lost a foreign war."
"Comparing them to each other, there is no comparison."
"Slavic and Han countries join forces. Huang Chu will destroy his country."
The two sat together, exhaling and sighing, feeling frightened and uneasy for a long time. Ding Chengyuan finally calmed down a little and asked: "Master Xu, tell me, am I shirking those hundreds of thousands of Shaanxi refugees? Would Wu Niancai want to join forces with Slavs to divert trouble to the east?"
"As long as they unite, the Slavs' energy will be focused on the Chu State, not the Three Han areas."
"On the one hand, Wu Nian can attack Chu and gain population. On the other hand, he can manage the Three Han Dynasties and prepare for the future?"
"Is this for strategic reasons?"
"It's possible. A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist. The Three Han regions of Han are indeed weak now." Xu Chengen narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before nodding.
"Okay. I will enter the palace immediately to express my position. Then I will immediately request to go back to the Chu Kingdom. After returning to the Chu capital, I will lobby the court and drive the hundreds of thousands of refugees to the Han Kingdom."
"Speaking of it, it is also good for the Chu State. The imperial court really can't come up with money and food for disaster relief. Even if it can be scraped together, how much food will be available to the people? If we leave it alone, it may be another civil uprising."
Ding Chengyuan had already made up his mind, raised his head and said.
"Okay." Xu Chengen agreed immediately. Immediately, Xu Chengen left. Ding Chengyuan called his entourage in. After dressing up, he asked the officials of the Ministry of Rites in the palace to enter the palace to see Wu Nian.
However, once the request was made, nothing came of it.
An hour later.
living room.
Ding Chengyuan was sitting alone on a chair. There was a cold tea cup on the coffee table next to him. This was already his fifth cup of tea.
He also went to the hut twice.
He couldn't help shaking his legs and fell into anxiety. Another quarter of an hour passed, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Suddenly, a burst of footsteps came from outside the door.
Ding Chengyuan trembled and looked up. But it was Feng Yunian, an official of the Ministry of Rites.
"Master Feng." Ding Chengyuan stood up and bowed very politely.
"Mr. Ding, I have kept you waiting for a long time. The driver is ready. Mr. Ding, please." Feng Yunian cupped his hands and said with a businesslike look, not cold or enthusiastic.
"Thank you." Ding Chengyuan did not dare to neglect and returned the courtesy quickly, then hurried to the gate, got on the carriage, and entered the palace.
.........
Royal Garden.
Under the cold wind, the imperial garden was bare.
Nothing to see.
Wu Nian had people prepare the hot pot and sat in the pavilion waiting for Ding Chengyuan.
He was in a good mood and had a smile on his face. After hearing the footsteps, Wu Nian put away his smile, showing that he was neither salty nor light.
"Ding Gong. It's cold today. I asked the imperial kitchen to prepare hot pot." Wu Nian greeted with a smile.
"Thank you, King Han." Ding Chengyuan bent down to thank him, then entered the pavilion and took a seat. A maid poured warm wine for him.
Ding Chengyuan had something on his mind and was impatient. Without waiting for Wu Nian to persuade the king to drink, he immediately said: "King of Han. The foreign ministers have considered it repeatedly. They feel that the Three Han areas are too weak for the King of Han to defend. Supporting the King of Han is a top priority. The foreign ministers want to say goodbye to the king. Hurry back to the capital of Chu and say goodbye to the king. The court explains.”
Wu Nian squinted his eyes and looked at Ding Chengyuan with an inquiring gaze.
Ding Chengyuan seemed to be targeted by a tiger. His hair stood up all of a sudden and he became restless.
Wu Nian withdrew his gaze, with a faint smile on his face and said, "Okay."
Ding Chengyuan's tense body suddenly relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, and his inner clothes were already wet with cold sweat.
The matter is done.
The atmosphere naturally became lively. Wu Nian regained his previous polite smile and exchanged cups with Ding Chengyuan.
Drink wine and eat hot pot.
Wait until the meal is over. Wu Nian asked people to send Ding Chengyuan away, and sent someone to tell the officials of the Ministry of Rites to let him go.
Poor Ding Chengyuan is old. He was frightened into a cold sweat by Wu Nian. He was blown into the cold wind in the pavilion, ate hot pot and warm wine, and felt groggy when he came back.
He suppressed his dizziness and called Xu Chengen to explain the matter.
Leave tomorrow.
Wait for the next day. He was obviously sick, and although he had taken medicine, he would definitely not get better in a while. But he didn't dare to delay, so he forced himself onto the carriage, took the map given by Wu Nian, and gave the order.
go back.
It's really urgent.
If you don't get it done quickly. If Wu Nian changes his mind. That's it.
royal palace.
On the palace gate. Wu Nian stood with his close ministers and looked at the direction Ding Chengyuan left. Although he couldn't see it, he saw it in his heart.
After blowing the cold wind for a long time, Wu Nian turned around and said to Hojo Umasa: "Umasa. Go and see Marquis Todun in person."
"Tell him clearly."
"I am a Han Chinese. I will never unite with the barbarians to attack China. Although this is greatly beneficial to me."
"But I can't let my ancestors down."
At the end of the day, Wu Nian was categorical.
This tool is just for people to use.
He never thought of uniting with the Slavs to attack Chu.
Once the barbarians entered the pass, how many Han people would die?
There is a saying called.
A dragon slayer must become a dragon.
He destroyed the Meng Yuan Dynasty in order to revive the Han people.
He will not transform from a dragon slayer into an evil dragon.
As for that Slavic princess.
hehe.
