Seeing Wang Wenzuo's dark face, Xue Huangshang also smiled bitterly and said: "Wang joins the army, there is nothing we can do. If there is a well-to-do family at home, who is willing to cross the sea and come to Baekje, it will be a narrow escape! Besides these two The government has been very unkind to the soldiers, and many households in the government who could have been exempted from labor service have to apply for the draft, which makes it even harder to recruit people!"
"Then we can't just bring in old people and children to make up the numbers, right?" Wang Wenzuo said angrily: "There are young people in Fulang and lower households, too!"
"The money allocated from above is not enough, how can we raise as many young men as we can!"
"It's not enough money and silk again!" At this time, Wang Wenzuo had lost his temper. He shook his head: "Forget it, I'm not the governor anyway, so let the superiors worry about the next pen and ink lawsuit! Please also send the roster. With me, let me take stock!”
"Those are all at General Sun's place. I'm afraid it will take another two days!" Xue Huangshang pushed them all away.
"Okay, okay!" Wang Wenzuo no longer wanted to pay attention to Xue Huangshang. He called Gu Cihang and asked him to hand over to the visitor. He returned to the shore and found a cool place to rest. But as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt someone in front of me. When I opened my eyes, I saw the two Japanese interpreters.
"What's going on with you two?"
"Report to the king to join the army!" Although Dinghui's Tang dialect was word for word, it was already very good for a Japanese: "Xue Xiaowei said that the two of us will listen to the governor's mansion, so let us follow him next. Wang Shenjun, you!"
"Follow me?" Wang Wenzuo looked at the two of them up and down, and saw that they were holding their breath, with their eyes lowered and their jaws in their mouths, looking cautious and cautious. Although they were dressed in Tang suits, they sounded exactly like those Japanese prisoners, so he nodded: " That’s fine, then we are all colleagues in the government, so you two don’t need to be formal, just sit down and talk!”
"Thank you for joining the army!" Donghui responded, turned around and whispered a few words to Ijilenbod before sitting down together. Wang Wenzuo frowned when he saw this: "Monk Dinghui, aren't you all interpreters? Why does he want you to translate for him?"
Dinghui stood up quickly and said, "Reporting to join the army, my friend's Tang dialect is really average. He couldn't understand others who said it should be faster. I was the only one who could interpret at the beginning, but I didn't want him to be locked up in Chang'an alone and endure the loneliness." , so I signed up for the two of them to come together. Don’t worry, although my friend may not speak well in Tang Dynasty, he is very good at swordsmanship and archery, and he is also a famous Japanese singer in the court. He will never be a hindrance! "
"Locked in Chang'an? Endure the loneliness?" Wang Wenzuo became curious when he heard this and asked. Dinghui then sent himself to the Tang Dynasty as a mission to the Tang Dynasty. He was put under house arrest because of the diplomatic relations between the two countries. He was later released as an interpreter and told the story of Yiji Lianbode being brought along with him.
"I see!" Wang Wenzuo raised his hands and said with a smile: "So, you two are still part of the envoy to the Tang Dynasty?"
"Envoy to the Tang Dynasty?" Dinghui was stunned. This was the first time he heard this term, but after thinking about it, it was really appropriate. He nodded quickly and said: "Yes, we are all members of the Envoy to the Tang Dynasty."
"As far as I know, the envoys sent by your country to the Tang Dynasty are either the sons of nobles, or young talents with extraordinary qualities, or both! You just said that your friend is a master of Japanese singing, so what are your strengths? , or the descendant of some noble man?".
Hearing Wang Wenzuo's question, Dinghui was stunned. He knew that his identity could not be concealed from the Tang Dynasty captain in front of him, so he said frankly: "I am reporting to join the army. My father is a minister in the middle, and he is a minister on the right!"
"Nakatomi Kamazu?" Wang Wenzuo's eyes lit up: "Could he be the confidant of your eldest brother, the prince?"
"Don't dare!" Dinghui looked at Wang Wenzuo in astonishment. In his impression, the Tang people had a kind of arrogance from the bottom of their hearts. They regarded the surrounding neighboring countries as barbarians who drank blood, such as Goguryeo and Tubo, who were fighting against each other. It's just a matter of paying it back. For a country like Japan that is far away and has no direct confrontation, the Tang people almost ignore it. It's just a matter of paying it back to royal family members like the prince, Nakatomi Kamazu, who is hidden behind the curtain of power. No one knows.
"It turns out that your father is Nakatomi Kamatashi, no wonder!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and held Dinghui's arm: "I was in a dilemma, and I didn't expect you to come. It's really the two of you who were given the gift of heaven by me!"
Ding Hui felt a little uncomfortable because of Wang Wenzuo's closeness. He hurriedly forced a smile and said: "I am a poor monk with few talents and little knowledge. I am afraid that I will miss the big event of joining the army. I am afraid!"
"What's the big deal!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Nothing else, I just wanted to ask Zen Master to write a few letters for me!"
"Want me to write a letter?" Dinghui was stunned. It turned out that Japan at that time had only language but no writing. In other words, the upper-class intellectuals in Japan at that time actually used Chinese characters. Being able to speak Tang dialect, he could easily have "written conversations" with the Chinese intellectuals of the time. Therefore, in the early Tang Dynasty, there was only a language barrier between the upper echelons of the Northeast Asian countries, and there was no writing barrier. If Wang Wenzuo wanted to write a letter to the Japanese, he did not need Dinghui to write it himself, he could just write it himself.
"Not bad!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If it's just a letter, I can indeed write it, but after all, I am separated from you two. I will not hide it from you, not long ago I led an army to fight with your country's soldiers. , killing a lot of people. I don’t know much about this matter. The two countries are thousands of miles away and there has never been any conflict. Why did your country send troops to Baiji to violate the power of the Tang Dynasty? Since ancient times, wars have been fierce, and the outcome is unpredictable. Your country has It is unwise to send troops rashly to provoke a big country!"
Dinghui heard the hint of agility in Wang Wenzuo's words, and hurriedly said: "When the poor monk arrived in Luoyang, your country had not yet made an expedition to Baekje, and the inside story of what happened next was unknown. If you are ordered to join the army, the poor monk and my friend will do it themselves You should obey orders, but the person in charge of the army is a general of a country, so I'm afraid he won't take our trust to heart!"
"That's natural!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Well, just write a letter to the Japanese and say that we have no ill intentions with the Japanese. If they stop their troops and return to the country, we will release the prisoners and restore old friendships!"
"This is easy to say!" Dinghui breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got a pen and paper, and wrote it according to Wang Wenzuo's request. He left his signature and signed it, and asked Ijilian Bode to sign it behind him. Wang Wenzuo put the letter away. He said with a smile: "Please wait a moment, until the matter here is understood, I will arrange for you to rest!"
Wang Wenzuo breathed a sigh of relief after having Dinghui and Ijilianbod sent away. Whenever the dawn of victory is about to appear, but it is shrouded by dark clouds, must this Haidong be the sad place of the Tang Dynasty? Wang Wenzuo returned to the trestle and stared at the young and old soldiers who got off the ferry.
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