Wang Wenzuo smiled. He knew that he had not picked the wrong person. The monk in front of him was very smart, which would save him a lot of trouble.
"Yes, I hope you can do something for me, and actually for yourself!"
"For myself?"
"Yes, don't you want to rebuild Dinglin Temple? This will require a lot of money and food!"
Huicong pursed his lips tightly to prevent the questioning from blurting out: What does the reconstruction of Dinglin Temple have to do with you Tang people? Were you not the ones who razed the temple to the ground?
"What I mean is that you can secretly report this news to the Baekje people, so that after they return to the country, they will reward you heavily. This should help you rebuild Dinglin Temple!" At this point, Wang Wenzuo smiled. : "Don't you have a channel to pass the news to those people?"
"You want me to inform the Baekje people?"
"That's right. Are you wondering why I did this? I won't hide it from you. This is for planning for the future!"
"Any plans for the future?"
"Yes, there are many Baekje informants around Sixi City. It is impossible to completely hide such a big thing as withdrawing troops from Onimuro Fukunobu and the others. It is just a matter of a few days earlier and a few days later. In this case, It’s better to tell them through you, so that you can control an effective pipeline and use it at critical times!”
"Wang Canjun, do you want to use me to gain trust and then pass on false news?" Huicong shook his head: "Monks don't lie. If you lie, you will go to tongue-pulling hell. A monk can't do this, so you have to kill him." Me!"
"Zen Master, you are too impatient!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "If I want to use tricks, why should I use you? Do I have few Baekje people under my command? What I want is a channel, a channel that can gain the trust of both parties and exchange information. pipeline!"
"pipeline?"
"Well, Zen Master, you have to know that being an enemy today may not be an enemy tomorrow. If you leave a path today, you may be able to use it tomorrow!"
"Then, aren't you afraid that those people will find out that you are going to withdraw your troops, which will be detrimental to you?"
"Zen Master, you are such an honest man!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "If we stay in Baekje, those people will naturally fight us to the death; but if we withdraw our troops, will they still fight us? Win What’s the benefit of it? Why not stay with the Silla people when you have the energy and mind to deal with them? They still have a lot of troubles!”
"You're talking about joining the army!" Huicong also understood at this time that although Baekje was destroyed by the Tang army, its life and death enemy was Silla. After all, Tang and Baekje were separated by the Yellow Sea, but Silla was separated from Baekje by mountains and rivers. connected.
As long as the Tang army withdraws, there will be no direct conflict of interest with Baekje. Instead of fighting to the death with the Tang army that is about to retreat, it is better to follow behind to accept the territory and save energy to deal with the Silla people. Otherwise, it goes without saying that we lost the battle with the Tang army. If we won, wouldn't it be asking for trouble if the Tang Dynasty sent tens of thousands more people to retaliate?
"As long as Zen Master understands!" Wang Wenzuo took a sip of birch sap and said with a smile: "Now that the battle is over, we have to talk about other things, and we have to think about our own future!"
"A way out?"
"Yes, you and I both need a way out!" Wang Wenzuo pointed at himself and then at Huicong: "When I return to the Tang Dynasty, I should have an official status, but I have no money; you want to rebuild Dinglin Temple , but they are also penniless. Even if the Baekje people succeed in restoring their country, they will be able to prosper from all waste. The three of us need a way out so that we can exchange what we have."
"Is there any communication?"
"Yes, when the Tang army destroyed Baiji, all your country's hundreds of years of savings fell into the hands of the Tang Dynasty. General Su took some of it with him when he returned home, and the rest is in Sixi City. Now we have to withdraw our troops. These things Ordinarily, anything that cannot be taken away will be burned with fire——"
"Wang Canjun means you plan to sell these things to those people?"
"It's not me, it's the people above. I don't have such great ability!" Wang Wenzuo stretched out his thumb and pointed to the top of his head: "The battle is over. The people above need money to go to Chang'an for activities. I can't bring it in the treasury." You can leave everything to them, a total of 500,000 yuan, one price, no bargaining."
"Half a million dollars?" Huicong was shocked by this number: "Isn't this too much? Who can afford so much at this time? Can it be less?"
"Less? If you throw these 500,000 yuan into Chang'an, you won't even be able to make a bubble. It can't be less!" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "I didn't say it must be cash, gold, silver, jewelry, furs, medicinal materials, etc. Even treasures that are easy to carry can be discounted! Zen Master, you are just a messenger, why do you need to bargain for others?"
"That's true!" Huicong came back to his senses and smiled to himself: "I can give it a try, poor monk. Can you give me a certificate so that I can gain trust?"
"Zen Master, this kind of thing is shady, how can there be any evidence?" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "If it's intentional over there, send someone to discuss it in detail. If it's not intentional, forget it, just pretend that I didn't say anything! "
Zhou Liucheng.
The eldest among them is already an adult, seventeen or eighteen years old, and the eldest is over twenty, but most of them are young, under sixteen years old.
Ghost Room Yun stood on the balcony of the tower, watching the recruits being drilled, panting, groaning and cursing. The sound of banging wood resounded throughout the school grounds, and from time to time there were also howls of being beaten. The veteran walked back and forth among the boys with long strides. His face was red under his white beard, and he kept mumbling, "No," he kept repeating, "No, no, no!"
"They don't seem to be good enough!" Gui Shiyun asked in an uncertain tone. She stretched out her hand and scratched the back of the hound's ear. The majestic male dog was chewing on a piece of hind leg meat, and the bones were crunching with her teeth. Sound.
"That's right!" the older maid sighed. She was carefully supporting Oni Shiyun's arm to prevent her from falling down: "They still need time to train, and they are still too young, and their muscles and bones have not yet fully grown. , all the trained soldiers were taken away by your brother, now there are Japanese people outside the city, no one knows when they will come back, they must be trained again!"
Oni Shiyun sighed. She knew the deep meaning of the maid's words. As more and more Japanese came, the atmosphere in the city became more and more strange. Her husband appeared less and less, and even when he came, he left in a hurry. Go, and every time my brother enters the city, he is accompanied by thousands of fully armed guards, as if he is guarding against something.
And I also heard a strange rumor. Fuyu Fengzhang had a Japanese wife, and the Japanese general was the father of the Japanese wife. The Japanese general put forward a condition, that is, Fuyu Fengzhang could only have one wife by his side. , that is his daughter.
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