"What's wrong? What does General Jin think of my approach? Or is there a better way?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"This matter is of great importance and cannot be answered at the next time?" Jin Huicheng lowered his head in embarrassment. His reaction was completely within Wang Wenzuo's expectation. He was like this last time when he served as deputy general for Jin Renwen. If given a clear order, this person is a good executor, but if it goes beyond the scope of the order, , this person doesn’t know what to do. Wang Wenzuo knew this very well. If he argued with him about the border conflict, he would probably be as tempered by this old stubborn as Jin Renwen was. Instead of doing this, it would be better not to mention the border conflict in the first place. Directly asking for the redrawing of borders is definitely beyond the scope of his authority. First make him confused, and the rest will be easy to talk about.
"How long will General Jin take? One hour? Two hours? Or the next day?" Wang Wenzuo asked.
"This, I'm afraid this isn't enough!" There were beads of sweat the size of soybeans on Jin Huicheng's forehead.
"How long will it take? You have to have an accurate idea, right?"
"Determining the national boundary is a major matter, and it must be reported to the king first. It cannot be decided by the next person! Therefore, I cannot give you an accurate letter!"
"General Jin, it is indeed not up to you and me to decide how to divide the prefectures and counties, but now we are just dividing the original boundaries in more detail, such as a certain forest, a certain stream, and a certain village, so as to avoid further disputes in the future. Could it be that Does the king have to worry about such a trivial matter? Is this our duty as ministers?"
"This -, this -" Jin Huicheng was speechless by Wang Wenzuo's barrage of questions. In fact, it was not that he was unprepared before coming. On the contrary, he made very detailed preparations. The problem is that he was prepared The purpose was to blame the Silla people for various small actions. For this reason, he memorized many materials about the Baekje people's invasion of the Silla border at that time, and was prepared to throw out these materials as soon as the Tang envoys raised them. , the negotiation will become a bad deal that cannot be sorted out at all, and there will be no results.
But what he didn't expect was that Wang Wenzuo did not accuse the Silla people of intruding on the border from the beginning, but directly demanded that the border between the two countries be clearly demarcated. The case he had prepared for a long time came to nothing, and naturally he was confused. But in fact, this cannot be blamed on Jin Hye-sung. After all, for the Silla people, the more unclear the border, the more conducive it is for them to encroach. How could his superiors give him the authority to draw the border in detail, and with his Personality, if his boss doesn't give him permission, he won't prepare the corresponding case?
"General Jin, why don't you answer?" Seeing Jin Huicheng like this, Wang Wenzuo knew that he had made the right bet. He frowned slightly and looked angry. He stood up and left: "I came here today to resolve the two countries." Chaos, so as not to cause harm to the people, but General Jin, you are always doing "this" and "that", but what do you mean? Could it be that I feel that my official position is humble and I am not worthy of talking to you? "
"Why did the envoy from the superior state say this? I never meant this!" Jin Huicheng could no longer use "this, that" to deal with it this time. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop Wang Wenzuo and said: "Indeed, the matter of demarcating the border is of great importance. , I didn’t get the authorization from the king when I came here, so I don’t dare to speak nonsense!”
"If you can't talk about dividing national borders, what can we talk about?"
"We can first talk about the handling of the conflict between the two parties a few days ago!" Jin Huicheng was afraid that Wang Wenzuo would be annoyed at this time, so he carefully replied: "The king has given full authority to the minister on these matters!"
"Brother Jin, you and I are old acquaintances. We worked together under General Renshou and formed a friendship. We haven't seen each other for such a long time. Let's go have a drink together!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"So, what's going on here?" Jin Huicheng asked.
"Leave it to the people below, Chang Zhi, go and talk about this matter for me!" Wang Wenzuo didn't wait for Jin Huicheng to push him away, so he hugged Jin Huicheng's arm and said as he walked: "Baekje has long been destroyed, and the Tang Dynasty has been destroyed." He and Silla are called monarchs and ministers. They are actually father and son, and they have a good friendship. However, there are always a few ignorant and unscrupulous people who conflict with each other, so what big problem can it cause? That's about it. Don't delay you and me drinking!" He was already talking! He dragged Jin Huicheng to a nearby room. Jin Huicheng's entourage wanted to catch up, but was blocked by Cao Wenzong. He said with a smile on his face: "My master likes to kill people after drinking. You should not enter the house, lest the sword has no eyes and hurts." It will be bad if you lose harmony
! "
About two hours later, Wang Wenzuo and Jin Huicheng came out again. Their faces were full of alcohol. Wang Wenzuo shouted: "Changzhi, Changzhi, are you done talking about everything?"
"Replying to Ming Gong, we have finished talking!" Black Teeth Chang Shang came forward and said.
"Well, that's all. Remember, in the future, this kind of thing must not go against the style of our country, the Tang Dynasty! Do you understand?"
"I understand!" Hei Te Changzhi bowed.
"Okay, it's getting late, so let's stop here today!" Wang Wenzuo held Jin Huicheng's arm with one hand and waved to the Silla people around him with the other hand: "Thank you for your hospitality today. Sorry for bothering you, next time you go to Sixian Come on, I'll take care of everything!" After that, he carried Jin Huicheng under his arm and walked out.
The two of them walked out of the gate. Wang Wenzuo let go of Jin Huicheng's arm, arched his hand towards him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for bothering you today, but this place is a bit rough. Why don't General Jin come to Zhouliu City tomorrow? Brother Rong, I'll come back and invite you." How about a couple?"
"No need!" Jin Huicheng naturally had no anger on his face. He didn't need to ask his subordinates, he knew that Silla must have suffered a loss this time. At this time, he just wanted to get rid of the always smiling scoundrel in front of him as soon as possible. Anyway, Next time whoever likes comes, I will never deal with this bastard.
Just as Wang Wenzuo was about to say a few more words, he suddenly felt himself being pulled by a strong force and fell backwards like a cloud in the mist, making him dizzy. When he realized what was going on, he saw that Cao Wenzong had blocked himself behind him: "Be careful, there is an assassin!"
"Assassin?" Wang Wenzuo touched the back of his head to confirm that he had no injuries: "Where did the assassin come from?"
"It's not clear yet!" Cao Wenzong held a leather shield in one hand and helped Wang Wenzuo up with the other. The guards on the left and right had formed a circle to protect Wang Wenzuo.
"Just now, someone was stabbing here with a crossbow on the second floor over there! Xiao Yi and two people have already passed by!" Cao Wenzong pointed to the two-story building about thirty steps away with his right hand. It was Cao Cao who just now Wenzong said that there was a metallic flash in the window.
"Is he an assassin from Silla?"
"Looking at the situation, it shouldn't be!" Cao Wenzong whispered: "That arrow hit the leader of the Silla people!"
"Jin Huicheng was shot?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned. It didn't sound like a Silla assassin. Otherwise, why didn't he wait until he and Jin Huicheng were separated before shooting?
Wang Wenzuo walked into the crowd and saw Jin Huicheng lying on the ground in pain. His face, which was originally stained red by alcohol, was now pale. A short crossbow bolt penetrated his thigh, and the blood had dyed his coat red. The large area continued to expand. A doctor was trying his best to stop the bleeding, but the situation was very bad. Judging from the speed of the expansion of the blood stain, the arrow probably cut a certain blood vessel or even an aorta.
"General Jin, General Jin?" Wang Wenzuo said in a gentle voice, "The doctor is treating the wound. The arrow just hit the leg. Just bear with it for a while and it will be fine!"
"Well!" Jin Huicheng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to smile: "I'm fine, Wang Shijun. I have been fighting in battles since I tied my hair. It has been forty years. Sooner or later, this will happen. One day, it’s just, it’s a pity that it’s not in front of the battle!”
"General Jin, my people will definitely capture that assassin!" Wang Wenzuo held Jin Huicheng's arm tightly. For the first time in his life, he had sincere respect for this old man whom he had looked down on just now. With ancient medical conditions and At his age, there is a high probability that he will not be able to survive this test. He should also know this. Not everyone can still talk and laugh like this knowing that they are not far from death.
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"What? The assassin ran away?" Wang Wenzuo frowned. Although Wu Xiaoyi had a weird temper, his skills were genuine, not to mention that there were two direct disciples of Cao Wenzong chasing after him. The small building was only thirty steps away from him, and there were many Silla people around. If the assassin wanted to escape, he would have to have wings.
"No!" Wu Xiaoyi shook his head. He walked to Wang Wenzuo and whispered in his ear. Wang Wenzuo held his breath in surprise: "How is this possible?"
"It's absolutely not wrong!" Wu Xiaoyi said firmly: "Both Fuji and Da Jing have also seen it!"
"Are you sure?" Wang Wenzuo's eyes turned to the two disciples who followed Wu Xiaoyi to capture the assassin.
"You can't be wrong!" The two nodded repeatedly.
"Forget it!" Wang Wenzuo pondered for a moment: "Just pretend this never happened. We'll talk about everything after we get back!"
On the way back, Wang Wenzuo was gently rising and falling on his horse. Although the talks with the Silla people went very smoothly, the last incident left a very bad impression on him. He had a hunch: He Being implicated in some unknown conspiracy.
Zhou Liucheng.
After Wang Wenzuo was satisfied, he sat up from the bed. Under the reflection of the oil lamp, his skin was like bronze. The lines of old scars were looming on his broad chest. His disheveled hair was loose and hanging over his shoulders. His neatly built Underneath the beard are lips pursed in displeasure.
"The Silla man's thigh was shot through. He was bleeding very fast. He probably injured a blood vessel. It's really a ghost!"
"Fortunately I didn't hurt you!"
Oni Shiyun propped herself up on her elbows and looked up at him. She found that she fell in love with this man even more. No matter who she met, she could deal with it well and subdue him!
"Cao Wenzong pushed me away at that time!" Wang Wenzuo walked to the copper basin filled with warm water and wiped off the sweat on his body: "But the assassin is actually an acquaintance of mine!"
"acquaintance?"
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "I hope this will not affect the relationship with the Silla people!"
"The Silla people are very insidious!" Oni Shiyun became serious: "Mr. Lang must not take them lightly!"
"I know this!" Wang Wenzuo had already finished wiping himself. He dropped the wet cloth and started to get dressed. There were soft footsteps behind him, and a pair of soft arms stretched out and began to help Wang Wenzuo comb his hair. A few minutes later, he had finished dressing, turned around, kissed the woman, and whispered: "But don't worry, the most cunning fox can't defeat the hunter!"
After leaving the room, Wang Wenzuo immediately saw Cao Wenzong coming up to him. This guy didn't seem to need a rest and could always appear by his side, but this was a good thing.
"When people come, wait outside!" Cao Wenzong whispered.
"Yeah!" Wang Wenzuo nodded. He knew that the "outside" Cao Wenzong said meant a side hall. To enter that side hall, you don't need to go through the gate and the garden in front of the main hall. There is a special secluded path, so you don't have to worry about being surrounded by other people. People can see that it is just suitable for the owner of the house to receive some secret guests who do not want others to see.
When Wang Wenzuo walked into the side hall, a woman who had been waiting here stood up, knelt down, fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
"Get up, Xiaoman!" Wang Wenzuo waved his hand helplessly: "You obviously shot someone through the thigh, why are you crying!"
"That doesn't matter!" Xiaoman raised his head: "My family, no, the whole family died in their hands, so what does a mere leg mean?"
"What kind of family is this? A clan member! A few months ago, when you were in the Tang Dynasty, you didn't have any relatives. How come all of a sudden, family members, clan members, and enemies all appeared?" Wang Wenzuo said with a wry smile: "If I had known this, I might as well have Just let you stay in Chang'an for the rest of your life, at least you won't have so many worries!"
"Yes!" Xiaoman sighed, with a sad smile on his face: "I also think it would be better to stay in Chang'an, but there is no turning back!"
"If you continue to play riddles like this, get out of here!" Wang Wenzuo said angrily.
"My surname is Park, and I am the Holy Bones of Silla!"
"Silla's sacred bones?" Wang Wenzuo frowned. He knew a lot about Silla's domestic situation: "Isn't that right? As far as I know, since the death of Queen Jinde of Silla, Silla's sacred bones have been cut off. Otherwise, how did Jin Chunqiu ascend the throne? How could a holy bone like you appear again?"
It turns out that the difference from Goguryeo and Baekje is that Silla Kingdom was established by the Samhan tribe, the indigenous people of the Korean Peninsula. Compared with Baekje and Goguryeo, the Samhan tribe was much behind in cultural and military levels.
. Due to the strong external military pressure from Baekje and Goguryeo, the originally dispersed Samhan tribes could not form a unified Silla country through internal conquest wars, but could only form a country through internal alliances.
Therefore, in the Silla country, the original tribal aristocratic leaders retained great privileges, which is reflected in the bone system, and the sacred bones are the three highest-ranking surnames Park, Jin, and Xi. These three surnames only marry each other internally. , and only these three surnames can ascend the throne and become king. Jin Chunqiu, who was born with real bones, was able to ascend the throne only after all the sacred bones were severed.
