During this conversation between the two of them, no historian wrote, and no layman turned over the pages.
Yes, it's just that the supervisor, Dong Chengfeng, was distracted.
It's really because the conversation between these two people was too shocking.
The memorial had already been read by Luo Tianchen. What he said before was a pity. It was a pity that if Wen Moxuan was not a person with a very poor natural personality, he would actually be the first and second-in-command.
Even better than Duan Yinlin, the first assistant of the dynasty.
In Wen Moxuan's memorial, there are thousands of words, and a total of ten major strategies for the country are cited.
What's a little weird is that it's not the current Luo Dynasty that is being governed, but...
A hundred years later.
Luo Tianchen was very curious, he was really curious, how could this ordinary person in front of him, who had no cultivation at all, be able to see through all these clouds and even write these eleven strategies for governing the country.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Luo Tianchen asked subconsciously.
Wen Moxuan was sitting where he was. Although his face was pale, his back was straight. The character and backbone of the scholar seemed to be embodied in him.
"Your Majesty is not afraid of death. As a scholar, I have nothing to fear."
For the first time, a sincere smile appeared on Luo Tianchen's face, and his words were full of praise.
"If you can live for a hundred years, you will definitely be famous in Dongxuanzhou, no..."
"It should be famous all over the world."
Wen Moxuan shook his head, "Fame is like dirt to me, not to mention that there are so many heroes in the world and it's not my turn to be famous."
Luo Tianchen smiled and asked a question.
"I'm curious, how do you know that the Luo Dynasty today is not the Luo Dynasty a hundred years from now?"
"You have to know that a hundred years may be a lifetime for you, but for us monks on the mountain, especially when we reach my level, a hundred years is just a retreat and then coming out."
"How can you be so sure that within a hundred years, the Luo Dynasty will be turned upside down?"
Wen Moxuan answered truthfully: "The answer is in front of me and behind me."
Luo Tianchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise.
Wen Moxuan continued: "Actually, I didn't think it through at first. To be honest, I was entrusted by the third princess of the Tyrant Dynasty to help His Highness Luo Yi.
It's just that there were too many changes in those eight hundred miles of officialdom. I originally thought that this was just a test by His Majesty, a question of mind, but now that I look at it, it's not necessarily the case.
A test is inherently a test, and asking one's heart really makes His Highness Luo Yi sadder than his heart. When I was also stuck in the mud and couldn't see through the end of the fog, I accidentally saw a scene. "
Luo Tianchen took a sip of tea and did not interrupt Wen Moxuan.
Wen Moxuan folded his hands on his abdomen and continued: "If the young eagle wants to learn to fly, someone needs to push it."
"Of course the abyss is an abyss. If the young eagle doesn't spread its wings on its own, it will certainly die. But as long as it struggles in despair, the more scars it has on its body, the higher it will fly.
This principle is very simple, but no one has ever put it into practice like Your Majesty, even..."
Wen Moxuan paused, and then said: "Using it to this extent actually means that whether it is His Majesty or His Royal Highness Prince Luo, you two, father and son, no matter who they are, there is no way out."
Dong Chengfeng, who was serving tea to the two of them, trembled slightly while holding the teapot.
Dong Chengfeng was convinced that the only person in the entire Luo Dynasty who could say these words without dying was the scholar surnamed Wen in front of him.
Luo Tianchen's expression remained the same, and he asked back: "But if this is really the case, why did I push him to the Tyrant Dynasty in the first place? You know, if he enters the Tyrant Dynasty, he will die here if he is not careful. According to your opinion, Say, wasn’t my gamble too big and too early?”
Wen Moxuan smiled and said, "Your Majesty is so kind-hearted. I am just a scholar. Naturally, I dare not speculate on it myself. However, I do have some humble opinions."
"Oh?" Luo Tianchen became interested.
Wen Moxuan sat upright and said softly: "First of all, His Majesty may not have originally wanted to place a heavy burden on His Highness Luo Yi. Whether it was drawing his blood or letting him go to the Tyrant Dynasty, others might think that he would be sent away. Going to death, but in a sense, it can be regarded as keeping him away from the royal family disputes in Luo Dynasty.
If His Highness Luo Yi surrenders and never recovers, even though he is in danger, it may not be difficult to save his life. Of course, it is not ruled out here that His Majesty really regarded His Highness Luo Yi as a chess piece and discarded it after use. "
"Secondly, His Majesty may have taken his bloodline and sent him to the Overlord Dynasty in order to confirm some... unspeakable suspicion about His Highness Luo Yi. Of course, if this is really the case, then now, Luo Yi His Majesty’s suspicions about His Highness Yi should have been confirmed.”
"Thirdly, maybe His Majesty didn't think too much at the beginning and really just regarded His Highness Luo Yi as an abandoned son. However, during the period when he was in the Tyrant Dynasty, the series of things made His Majesty suddenly realize Yeah, I might be wrong.
Then, many unknown things may have happened to His Majesty... Finally, His Majesty laid out the chessboard and slowly took a seat. Everything was laid out, just waiting for His Highness Luo Yi to take his seat. "
Dong Chengfeng suddenly said sternly: "How bold! How dare you speculate on the Sacred Heart like this!"
Dong Chengfeng's hands trembled slightly, not because of anger, but because of... shock.
"It doesn't matter." Luo Tianchen waved his hand.
He looked at Wen Moxuan carefully, and then smiled.
"If you weren't unable to practice cultivation because of your incomplete nature, otherwise, you can expect great success."
Wen Moxuan raised his arms, folded his hands, and bowed his head slightly: "Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."
Regarding Wen Moxuan's words, Luo Tianchen seemed noncommittal.
Maybe he was right, maybe he was wrong.
Of course, only Luo Tianchen himself knows all this.
Wen Moxuan suddenly said: "Now, His Highness Luo Yi will personally play a game of chess. Please take a seat."
Luo Tianchen smiled and said nothing.
Wen Moxuan thought for a while and continued: "There is something, whether I say it or not, your majesty will always know it. Maybe your majesty already knows it now, but he just sees through it and does not tell it."
Luo Tianchen smiled and asked, "What's the matter? You might as well tell me."
Wen Moxuan's words were not shocking and he continued to say: "Cao Mo, the Heaven Appraisal Master who is in the imperial capital at the moment, is actually His Highness Luo Yi."
Luo Tianchen's expression did not change at all, but Dong Chengfeng's expression changed drastically.
Luo Tianchen raised the tea cup and slowly put it down.
He looked at Wen Moxuan: "Aren't you afraid that if I release this news now, he will immediately fall into a dead end?"
Wen Moxuan smiled and said: "Afraid, of course I am afraid, but in this case, how can your Majesty get involved?"
