"It can't be said that we are greedy!" The middle-aged man said with a smile: "The main reason is that the new temple that the king wants to build is really large. For example, the Buddha statue is twenty feet high. If we don't add taxes to your Lord's farms, That’s really not enough!”
"Twenty feet high?" Guo Si was startled when he heard this: "Are you kidding me? How can there be such a tall Buddha statue in the world? Even if there is, there is no such a big house to install it."
"There are such Buddha statues! There are them in the Tang Dynasty, but they are not inside the house, but in the open air!" The middle-aged man said with a smile: "First choose a cliff, carve a grotto, and carve out a grotto in the grotto." The Buddha statue, let alone twenty feet, can be any taller. Your Majesty plans to build it on the Ikoma cliff on the bank of the Yamato River, so that all ships entering Asukakyo from the Yamato River can see this Buddha statue!"
"This, this is too whimsical!" Guo Si's mouth was big enough to stuff a duck egg: "This, how is this possible? The Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty, and the Japanese country is the Japanese country. It cannot be said that the Tang Dynasty can do it Yes, Japan must do the same, right?"
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man laughed twice: "This is just a Buddha statue. In addition, there are pagodas, sutra halls, lecture halls, monasteries, and gardens, and so on. The king is planning to Build a most famous temple in the world to show her merits!"
"The most famous temple in the world?" Guoshi groaned: "How is this possible? Buddhism originally originated from Tianzhu, and then gradually spread to our country. Tang Dynasty, Goguryeo, Silla, and Baekje are all predecessors of our country. How can Is it possible to build a famous temple in our country that surpasses our predecessors? Is the king deceived by the devil?"
"It's not the Heavenly Demon! It's the Zuofu Palace?"
"Zuofu Palace? Is it him?"
"Yes, that's him!" The middle-aged man sneered: "He and the king ride together in the same car and sit on the same table when entering. They are no different from husband and wife. This is fine. Although the eldest brother and the king had enmity at the beginning, they ended up in the same situation. The large-scale war is also related to him, not to mention that Lord Shou Dashi massacred the good people in Asuka Capital, and gathered so many dangerous villains around him, this guy is the source of trouble!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the minister subconsciously looked out the window, with a look of fear on his face: "You must be careful what you say. Zuofudian is not an ordinary person. I heard that Baekje was unruly and unruly." , was disrespectful to Tang, so he led his troops across the sea to attack Baekje, defeated Baekje's army three times, and killed the Baekje people whose corpses piled up like mountains, broke through the capital of Baekje, and moved all the Baekje royal family to Chang'an; later Baekje The people raised an army to restore the country and asked for help from my country. It was he who led the troops to suppress, killing 100,000 Baekje people, and defeated the army sent by our country. It is also his contribution that the king was able to defeat the middle brother and ascend to the throne. . A man like him who is blessed by gods and Buddhas cannot be too careful!"
"Do you think I want you to raise troops to fight Zuofudian?" The middle-aged man laughed: "How is this possible? Even Brother Zhong is no match for him, let alone you?"
"What do you mean?" Guoji asked in confusion.
"Haha!" The middle-aged man took out the folding fan from his sleeve and patted his palms twice: "On the battlefield, no one can be the opponent of Zuofudian. But there are many ways to deal with him. He is a minister of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. , was ordered to go on a mission to our country, do you think he can stay here forever?"
"Yes!" Guoji suddenly realized and said with a smile: "He will go back sooner or later, so we just need to wait patiently. Why didn't I think of that!"
"How can that be done!" When the middle-aged man saw this, he was furious. He quickly opened the folding fan to cover his face to avoid being seen by the other party: "What if he takes the opportunity to turn our country into the same as Baekje?"
"Becoming the same as Baekje? Isn't this impossible?" The state minister said: "After all, if this is the case, the king will not be happy. If you can be the king of a country, why should you listen to others' orders?"
"The king is naturally unwilling now, but who knows what will happen in the future?" The middle-aged man sneered: "You and I have seen Zuofudian's methods, how can the king be his opponent? If this continues for a few more years, I'm afraid that the king will become his puppet, our country will become the counties of the Tang Dynasty, and we will be like those exiled Baekje people, but then we will have no place to escape!"
When Tanba Gusi heard this, he couldn't help but shudder. After those Baekje exiles fled to Japan, most of them were resettled in the Kyushu area, but some were scattered and resettled, including a few in Danba. Tanba Kuniji also saw the tragic situation of these exiles with his own eyes. At that time, he just sighed a few words, and then he forgot about eating and drinking. But now that he hears people say this, when he thinks about what those experiences will be like, In my body, I just felt like I was on top of a stove.
"Then, what can be done?" Guo Si asked anxiously.
"Of course there is a way, it just depends on whether you are willing to contribute!"
When the State Secretary heard that there was a way, he was like a man caught in water grasping straw, and he quickly knelt down and begged: "Your Highness, please speak frankly, if you can drive away the Zuofu Palace and save the country, I will even destroy my family!" "
"It's not necessary to break up the family, just give some money and put in some effort!" The man stretched out his hand to help Tanba Kunji up. It turned out that his name was Mishima Masato, and he was originally the half-brother of the eldest brother, the prince. Due to the internal strife in the royal family, he was demoted to the status of a minister when he came of age, given the surname Mishima, and lost his royal status. Therefore, he was not involved in the royal civil war between Saitama, Nakadai and Kaito.
"Spend some money and effort?" Hearing what Mishima said so easily, Tanba Kunji couldn't believe it: "That's the Zuofudian who killed Naka-eldest brother. This is no joke!"
"I won't compete with him head-on!" Mishima smiled and said: "Let me ask you, if you were the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, what would you be most worried about?"
"Emperor of the Tang Dynasty?" Danba Kunsi smiled and said: "I don't know, even people like Zuofudian work for him, what does he have to worry about?"
"Really?" Master Mishima said with a smile: "If someone told him that Zuofu Dian was preparing to rebel and proclaim himself king, would the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty be worried?"
"This——!" Tanba Kunsi hesitated for a while: "I'm afraid this is not necessarily true! Zuofu Dian has made such a great contribution, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty must like him very much and trust him very much. If there is no real evidence, just rely on words. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will definitely not believe what he said!"
"You are wrong!" Mishima said with a smile: "You still don't understand the thoughts of a king. For people like Zuofudian, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty would believe and like him at first, but as time went by As his achievements become greater and greater, his reputation becomes higher and higher, and the power in his hands becomes greater and greater, then the emperor of Tang's love and trust in him will gradually weaken, his doubts and jealousies will become greater and greater, and the emperor will say bad things about him. There will be more and more people. The Emperor of Tang is also a human being, not a god. Over time, trust in him will be shaken, and then our opportunity will come!"
"It would be great if this is true!" Tanba Kunsi sighed: "But even if the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty doubts Zuofudian, he will send someone else to replace him."
"Hahahaha!" Master Mishima laughed: "You are so confused! If this is the case, that would be great. Even in the Tang Dynasty, there are not so many talents like Zuofudian. Even if the successor is really With Zuofudian's ability, can he have such a close relationship with the king? Not to mention those people who originally formed a master-slave relationship with Zuofudian. Do you think that with a new person, they can be like him? Did you fight like that in the past?"
"That's right!" Tanba Kunsi finally understood and said with a smile: "You are still thinking carefully, so how can you make the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty doubt Zuofudian?"
"It's simple. Just tell the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty exactly what Zuofudian did in our country!" Master Mishima said with a smile: "He and the king share a carriage when they go out and sleep in the same bed when they enter. They violate etiquette. Major events in the Japanese country can be decided with one word, and the wealth flows into the private treasury. All the heroes in the country are attracted to it and are willing to die for it. The emperor of Tang knows this, even if he does not kill him, he will immediately find a way to transfer him back!"
"Yes, but the emperor of Tang is separated from our country by the sea. How can we let him know this?"
"I'll just go there myself!" Mishima said.
"Are you going in person?" Tanba Kunji was startled: "How, how can this be possible?"
"There is no other way!" Master Mishima said: "If you are not a noble person, you will not have the opportunity to meet the emperor. Even if you do, you will not be able to make the emperor trust you. Anyway, as long as you can transfer Zuofudian back to Chang'an to confront me , we win!”
"I understand!" After hearing this, Tanba Kunji fully understood Mishima's realization that he must die. He leaned down and said, "I'll leave everything to you!"
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Jiuzhou Zhuzi.
Black Tooth Changzhi wore no armor and rode a black horse, while his guards rode gray horses. Above their heads, flying high were the Imperial Flag of Nishiki and the white-edged red flag of Wang Wenzuo, representing King Yamato. Black Teeth Changzhi's thick beard was connected to his temples. The number of people on the opposite side far exceeded him and surrounded him on three sides. However, there was no trace of discouragement or panic on his weather-beaten face.
"Black-toothed Sapyeong!" Someone called Black-toothed Sangji using his official position in the Baekje Army: "Why are you not wearing armor? Are you here to surrender?"
"It's possible! The first time there will be a second time, and the second time there will be a third time!" Someone said in a joking tone.
"That's true. It's not like our knees are frozen and we can't bend even if we want to!"
All kinds of taunts and ridicules were like arrows shot at Hei Te Changzhi, but this man sat on the horse with a calm expression, as if he hadn't heard anything, and every arrow was hit by his frosty face. The surface bounced back, and eventually the sound died down.
"The teeth are always black. I never thought we could meet here!" The speaker was a bald middle-aged man. His armor was old and there were many marks left by swords and arrows on it, but it was shiny after being wiped. He spoke with stiff politeness, but did not dismount.
"Da Shude, I didn't expect to see you here! But I'm very happy to see that you are safe and sound!" Hei Te Changzhi replied.
"Really? Aren't you very disappointed?" Dashude showed a sarcastic smile: "If I were dead, wouldn't you be relieved?"
"There are not many old friends left when we first took office in Cunshan!" Hei Te Changzhi said: "I am not afraid of you, nor are I afraid of others, but I hope that everyone can live well!"
"Before the Tang people came, we were living well!" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.
Dashude raised his right hand, and the voices in the crowd calmed down. He smiled: "You heard it all!"
"But the Tang people are already here, can you drive them back?" Hei Te Changzhi sneered: "If you could, why did you escape here? Now you can't even stay here!"
"If some people hadn't become traitors and stabbed us in the back, the Tang people would have starved to death in Sixian City!" Da Shude said.
"You are daydreaming!" Black Teeth Changzhi retorted: "Have you forgotten? Before I put down my weapon, Onimuro Fukunobu killed Daochen, and Fuyu Fengzhang killed Onimuro Fukunobu again. What do you think? Can we defeat the Tang people in this way? I just don’t want to be buried with my family!”
"After surrendering to the Tang Dynasty, you became good at talking!" Dashude laughed: "What you just said was just to find reasons for your greed for life and fear of death. So many people died for the restoration of the country, and But you threw down your weapons and ran to the Tang people? Only you have a family, but they don’t?"
"Yes, I am greedy for life and afraid of death!" Hei Te Changzhi was finally completely angered: "I'm just asking you, have you forgotten why you took up arms and went to Ren Cunshan in the first place? Is it for the restoration of the country? Or is it? Because the Tang people were violent and insulted us, we took up arms and went up the mountain? Then what? First we fought with the Tang people, then with the Silla people, and finally we killed our own people, and the Japanese also came, on the land of Baekje Rampant. Who will bear all this? Aren’t they the people of Baekje? When will such days end? Even if one day, we drive away the Tang people, Fuyu Fengzhang ascends the throne, and there are still several hundred Can the Je people survive? Is Baekje still the Baekje of the Baekje people? Since it's not the case anyway, why not end the war as soon as possible so that everyone can cultivate the fields, repair the houses, raise the elderly and children, and return to normal life? ?”
This time, no one could refute. Everyone's mouths seemed to be frozen. Finally, Dashude sighed: "How is Baekje now?"
"Very good. The people returned to the village and began to repair their houses and sow seeds. The Tang people even began to organize people to repair water conservancy and cultivate remote fields. I had just harvested the crops when I left. Not only was there enough to eat, but there was also a surplus. Even so. Merchants have also begun to appear in the market outside Sixi City. Although it is not comparable to before, it is already developing in a good direction!"
A brother in the discussion forum said that I write books too rigorously and seriously, so I don’t know what to say. Is this a compliment or a criticism?
(End of chapter)
