"See, of course I want to see you. We have been trapped in Sixi City for so long and have no information about the country. The businessman has the most knowledge, so naturally he wants to see you! Besides, he is a creditor. I am a debtor, how can I be in debt? Why don’t you see the creditor’s truth?”
"Okay, then I'll have someone bring him here!" Liu An said with a smile.
"Congratulations, sir, on your promotion!" The wind and dust could not cover the smile on the visitor's face. Wang Wenzuo tried his best to find the shadow of Cao Ye's face on this face, but in vain - was it his own poor memory or Cao Ye's face? Too much fat on your body, completely changing your appearance? Wang Wenzuo shook his head in confusion: "Forgive me, please get up!"
"Thank you, Sir!" The visitor bowed again and then stood up. He was a handsome young man, wearing a silver mouseskin hat, a Yunjin round-neck short robe, and a fox fur jacket. She looks beautiful, which is in sharp contrast to Wang Wenzuo's simple clothes.
"I heard Captain Liu said that you are Cao Yena's nephew, but I see that your facial features are very different?"
"The villain's surname is Cao and his given name is Wenliang. Cao Ye is indeed my uncle! It's just that the villain's face looks like his mother's!"
"That's it!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "How about Mr. Cao? I've already agreed that if you come to collect the debt of one thousand guan, I won't have the money to pay you back now!"
"Thank you, Mr. Lang, for asking, my uncle is in good health!" Cao Sengnu took out something from his sleeve and presented it with both hands: "This is the letter my uncle asked me to bring. Please accept it, sir!"
Wang Wenzuo took the letter and opened it. He found that there were some greetings in it, and his words were quite humble. At the end of the letter, he mentioned Cao Sengnu, saying that his nephew was quite diligent in doing things. If it was useful, he would just give instructions. That’s it. At this time, Wang Wenzuo discovered that there was something else in the envelope. When he opened it, it was a small copper seal, which was the thousand-guan letter he had given to Cao Ye.
"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" Wang Wenzuo picked up the copper seal and asked, "Don't I need to pay back this thousand strings?"
"Mr. Lang is joking!" Cao Sengnu looked at his nose and heart, and replied respectfully: "My uncle said before I left that Wang Canjun has a bright future. If this Qian Guan can help me, Mang Jun, you will be able to read it in the future. The Cao family is just a favor, and they talk about repaying money and debts, but they are divided!"
Wang Wenzuo curled his lips. His family knew about his family affairs. Normally, at his age, if he became a soldier of the Governor's Mansion, Cao Shenjun could barely be considered as having a bright future. But the problem is that the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion currently only controls two or three cities. , the population that can be governed is only more than 30,000, which is only a larger county in Datang. In this way, Wang Wenzuo, a soldier, joins the army and is nothing.
"Uncle, there should be some unfinished words in this letter, right?" Wang Wenzuo flicked the letter paper. According to the custom at that time, he usually only wrote some greetings in the letter. The really important content was often a verbal message or another letter. Don't leave signed letters on them to avoid getting into trouble if they fall into the wrong hands.
"Yes, my uncle has a few words for my nephew to take with me!" Cao Sengnu smiled: "My uncle heard that you escorted General Renshou last time, and he was very valued by him. If you can give this little man A famous assassination, that uncle must be very grateful!"
"General Renshou? You mean Jin Renwen?"
"Yes, it's his old man!"
Wang Wenzuo tried hard to connect Jin Renwen with the "old man" in Cao Sennu's words, but he couldn't equate the pampered young master with the "old man". In the end, he sighed: "Your uncle wants to borrow him Do you want to do business with Silla people?"
"If you just want to do business with Silla people, you don't have to go to such trouble!" Cao Sengnu sighed: "Wang Canjun, you still don't seem to know what kind of good luck you have encountered! Let's put it this way? If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have risked my head on this journey!”
"Oh?" Wang Wenzuo's dark eyes flashed with interest: "I only know that he is the second son of the former King of Silla. He has been a hostage in Chang'an for more than ten years. It seems that he and his brother, the current Silla There are some things that the king doesn’t want to deal with, but I don’t know anything else!”
"Hmph! Hostage? Wang Canjun, let me ask you a question. When the Tang Dynasty crossed the sea to destroy Baekje, which side do you think made the most effort?"
"Of course, the Tang Dynasty contributed more. The main force of the Baekje people was defeated by the Tang Dynasty. The city of Sixian was also captured by the Tang Dynasty. When the Silla army arrived, King Uiji of Baekje had already surrendered. !”
"Then after Baekje was destroyed, which side benefited more, Tang or Silla?"
"This -" Wang Wenzuo frowned. He couldn't answer this question accurately yet, but although it seemed that Datang had eaten the largest piece of loot, it had indigestion and was in danger of bursting his stomach, and Silla due to The distance is close, and they are of similar race and language to the lower-class Samhan residents of Baekje. It is faster and better to annex and digest the land and population of Baekje. From this point of view, Silla is likely to obtain the greatest benefits from it in the future.
"Now it seems that Tang Dynasty will benefit more, but in the future, Silla may benefit even more!"
"Wang Shenjun, the number of foreign envoys who asked the Tang Dynasty to send troops in Chang'an was not more than 1,000 but only 800. How many of these envoys can make the Tang Dynasty actually send troops? Can the mother country take advantage after the Tang Dynasty sends troops? Yes, except Jin Ren, I really can’t think of anyone else who asked me!”
Cao Sennu's words made Wang Wenzuo fall into deep thought. Perhaps he was deceived by Jin Renwen's appearance as a wealthy and noble man. Judging from his own personal experience, the Tang Dynasty was not the kind of harmless person who borrowed troops and borrowed himself. There are many people going in. It was not easy for Jin Renwen to borrow troops and allow his mother country to take advantage.
"In that case, please let Cao Sheer introduce this General Renshou!"
"Does Wang Canjun know what the most popular entertainment is in Chang'an?"
"This? I don't know!"
"Some say it's polo, some say it's hunting, some say it's singing and dancing, calligraphy, swordsmanship, tea tasting, pot throwing, and holding a cup. Anyway, as you know, this General Renshou can do it. Not only is he good at it, but he's also good at it. He is easy to talk to, chats and laughs pleasantly, and interacts with others like a spring breeze. There is no one in the upper circles of Chang'an and Luoyang who dislikes him. The last polo match in the Shangyuan Festival Palace in Chang'an, the saint appointed him as a left and right preparation. At the head of the polo team in Shenfu (the palace that guards the emperor), according to convention, all the people in this position are princes."
"Jin Ren asked, isn't this a social butterfly?" Wang Wenzuo secretly slandered and asked, "Would the prince be unhappy?"
"How is that possible? Jin Renwen visits the palace a lot on weekdays. I heard that he teaches equestrian skills to the prince. After all, he is still the prince's equestrian instructor. Maybe the prince started this line."
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