"It seems that the most dangerous time has passed!" Cui Hongdu said with a smile: "Silla people will definitely have a much better impression of His Highness Jin Renwen after seeing this!"
"I hope so!" Wang Wenzuo drank the ginger soup in the bowl in one gulp, and the spicy hot soup flowed into his throat. Only then did he feel that he was alive again: "One more bowl, is there anything to eat?"
"Yes!" Cui Hongdu added ginger soup to Wang Wenzuo and said with a smile: "Dry clothes are ready, let's change clothes first!"
Wang Wenzuo couldn't ask for it. Although every military book believes that sharing the joys and sorrows with soldiers is a general's virtue, saying it is one thing and doing it is another thing. After a day of marching in the rain, there is no temptation to change into dry clothes. A few people can resist it.
After changing into dry clothes and eating something, Wang Wenzuo hurried to Jin Renwen's tent. He never forgot Su Dingfang's words: ensure Jin Renwen's safety.
When Wang Wenzuo stepped into the tent, he immediately found that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The black panther, Jin Renwen's personal guard and pet, was crawling at the door, and Jin Renwen himself was talking to an old man in white. This only meant one thing. He didn't want the content of the conversation to be heard by a third party.
"Subordinate, please see the Chief Manager!" Wang Wenzuo glanced at the old man in white with some vigilance. In this world, strangers always mean danger.
"Get up!" Jin Renwen waved his hand, motioning for Wang Wenzuo to stand on his left, and smiled at the old man in white: "My nephew is at the end of his wits. I didn't expect that my uncle is here. What a surprise!"
"His Highness has already made up his mind. The old man's coming here is just unnecessary! But now that Your Majesty has opened Chrysostom, the old man can only become a disgusting creature!"
The voice of the old man in white was not loud and his speech was not fast. Wang Wenzuo could understand him. After chatting for a few words, he stood up and left. Jin Renwen respectfully sent him out of the tent before giving up.
"Jin Yuxin is here!"
"Ah?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned.
"That person just now is Jin Yuxin, the pillar of Silla, my brother's father-in-law, and Jin Huicheng's clan brother!" Jin Renwen smiled: "Brother is really worried about me, and he played his trump card so quickly! "
"Then will he be harmful to you?"
"That's not the case!" Jin Renwen shook his head: "He is ruthless in his actions. He also eliminated many political opponents as my father, but he also knows that I do this for Silla. As long as I don't fight with my brother If he fights for the throne, he won’t harm me! But when he comes here, I’m afraid I won’t be able to fulfill my military orders!”
This did not surprise Wang Wenzuo. The white-bearded old man Jin Huicheng argued with Jin Renwen face to face several times, but Jin Renwen did not remove him from his post. He replaced him with Jin Yuxinlai, whose status and prestige was far superior to him. Jin Renwen It was natural for Wen to be completely sidelined, but as long as he didn't hurt Jin Renwen's life, there was no conflict with his mission, and there was no need to force himself to get into trouble.
"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. I see that Jin Yuxin is already very old, and you are in your prime. If you can endure it for a few years, you will be in a better world!"
"You also think I am interested in this throne?" Jin Renwen smiled and shook his head: "If I wanted to compete with my brother for the throne, I would not have come to Chang'an to be a hostage! The day Renshou boarded the ship with his late father, I have given up this desire to be king."
"Your Highness, have you ever heard that you can't help yourself?" Wang Wenzuo said: "You are in this position, even if you don't want to be the King of Silla, someone will push you to that throne!"
"Oh? Who has such great ability? Can you push me up if you don't want to?"
"Like the Emperor!"
"Emperor?" Jin Renwen's smile disappeared. Although there were many countries at that time, there was only one person who could be called emperor. That was Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi. He snorted coldly: "You know, only With just these words, I can let you die?"
"If that's the case, I can only blame you for being blind!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "But I think your highness should have the patience to listen to what I have to say!"
Jin Renwen didn't answer. His eyes were fixed on Wang Wenzuo, but Wang Wenzuo always kept smiling, as if he was not the one who was threatened just now.
"Say it!"
"Your Highness must have heard of the term "common enemies", right? No matter marriage or hostage, a common enemy can make an alliance indestructible. Before Goguryeo and Baekje were destroyed, there would be no conflicts between Tang Dynasty and Silla. No big deal, you, the middleman, can have both sides, but once Goguryeo and Baekje no longer exist, once there is a conflict between the two sides, you will have to choose sides, Silla or Datang!"
"Silla or the Tang Dynasty!" Jin Renwen exhaled a long breath. Wang Wenzuo's words were like a steel needle, poking into his heart what he had never dared to think about. Ever since he was a child, Jin Renwen had It is rare to see his father Jin Chunqiu, and when he does, he always looks sad. As he grew older, Jin Inwen gradually understood what his father was worried about, and made it his lifelong goal to eliminate the feuding Baekje. It was also for this purpose that Jin Inwen crossed the sea to come to Japan in his early twenties. A foreign country, serving the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
During these years in Chang'an, he was loyal and cautious, and gained the favor and trust of the emperor. He finally pushed the Tang Dynasty to send troops to conquer Baekje, fulfilling the long-cherished wish of the Jin family and his son. However, the death of Jin Chunqiu caused a subtle change in the situation. Although his elder brother Jin Famin, who succeeded the throne, was very polite to him on the surface, he was very wary secretly. But what saddened Jin Renwen the most was not his brother's hostility. After all, the Tian family had no family ties since ancient times, and it was common for fathers, sons, and brothers to kill each other. Compared to the Li family of the Tang Dynasty, Jin Famin's treatment of him could be said to be generous and generous. What saddened him the most was the wary attitude of other Silla people, as if he was no longer a Silla man, but a general of the Tang Dynasty.
"Captain Wang, do you think there will really be a day when my brother and I will meet each other in battle?"
"I don't know, but it's always right to prepare for a rainy day! In fact, I don't think this is a bad thing. After the demise of Baekje and Goguryeo, the ancestral temples must have been destroyed; and even if the Tang Dynasty and Silla one day go to war, the worst The situation is just that a different person becomes the king, and it is still your father’s flesh and blood. At least the ancestral temple country can still be saved! Maybe your father had considered this when he sent you to Chang’an.”
"You are wrong!" Jin Renwen shook his head: "My father had already decided that the throne would be passed on to my brother. Otherwise, he would not have allowed my brother to marry Yu Xingong's daughter. If I were to fight for the throne, my father would I’m afraid I won’t be able to rest in peace under the Nine Springs!”
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