Silla, Jincheng.
Later in the morning, the girl pushed the trolley across the cobblestone road in front of the Buddhist temple. She found the target of the operation, an old man who was over fifty years old. She told herself that this man had lived long enough. The best time in his life has passed, and all that is left is illness and exhaustion. He is not killing her, but giving him relief, letting him get rid of the pain in the world and get eternal sleep.
"Seobing, hot sesame cake!" the girl shouted as he passed by. "The sesame cake contains fat pork and fresh mustard greens. It's so delicious." She even smiled at him. Sometimes, a smile is the only thing you need to get someone to stop buying. But the old man didn't smile back. He looked at her sullenly, walked straight past, stepped into the puddle and splashed mud all over her feet.
This is a cold guy! The girl thought to herself that his face looked cold and gloomy. The old man's nose was narrow and sharp, his lips were thin, and his eyes were small and close together. His hair has turned grey, and one shoulder is higher than the other, giving him a distorted look. The girl wonders why such an ugly and indifferent guy still lives. She became more determined to free him.
The old man walked through the cobblestone road and came to his destination, which was a small shop selling fish soup not far from the Buddhist temple. He sat behind a wooden table near the door of the shop, with a bowl beside his elbow. Fish soup, with paper, pen and a large piece of beeswax in his hand, people lined up in front of him. There were everyone: businessmen, craftsmen, prostitutes, and even monks. They talked to the old man one by one, their eyes full of fear and hatred. .
People stand in front of the old man and whisper their requests. The old man listens to the words of the person across the wooden table expressionlessly. Finally, the old man will scribble on the paper. In order to ensure that the brush does not dry out, he will add it with his tongue from time to time. The wet brush made his lips black and looked even more scary. He stamped it with his own seal and handed it to the other party. Or he will shake his head and signal the other person to go away and not block the way of the person behind him. Whenever he does this, the person either blushes and becomes very angry, or turns pale and looks extremely frightened.
Standing next to the old man were two guards, one tall and thin, the other short and fat. They were with him wherever he went, from the time he went out in the morning to the time he returned in the evening. They make sure no one gets close to the old man. When he walked into the soup shop, a staggering drunkard was about to bump into him, but the tall guard stood between them and gave the drunkard a fierce blow on the head, causing him to fall to the ground. In a soup shop, the short guy always tastes the soup first. The old man waited until the soup was cold before taking a sip, giving him enough time to confirm that there was no poison in the soup.
The girl was standing not far from the fish soup shop, selling her own sesame cakes. In the past, she might have walked into the fish soup shop when one of the two guards went to urinate, and pierced the old man's throat with a sword, or simply It was not difficult for her to shoot the old man with a small crossbow, but now she no longer does that, because death is a gift that can only be given to those who deserve it.
Near noon, the girl finally found her desired target, a fat man with a bald head. He was wearing a black leather jacket and a wide belt. His right leg must have been injured and he had difficulty moving. Walking slowly with a cane.
The girl watched with satisfaction as her target walked into the fish soup shop. She followed him, suddenly quickened her pace, followed closely behind him, and reached behind him. His wallet was on the right belt, but his cloak impeded her movement. She suddenly swung the dagger, all in one movement, and a deep cut was made on her leather jacket, but he didn't notice it at all. She thrust her hand into the slit and grabbed the purse.
The fat man turned around, surprised and angry: "What are you doing-"
She struggled to pull her hand out of the tear in her leather jacket. The money bag was broken open and copper coins were scattered on the floor. "There's a thief!" The big man raised his cane and tried to hit her. The girl avoided the cane and cleverly hooked her foot. The fat man fell down in despair. When he fell, he waved his hands around and overturned the wooden table next to him. The two guards instinctively blocked the old man behind him. The wooden table The things on it were scattered all over the floor.
The girl nimbly avoided the cane thrown by the fat man and kicked the copper coins off the ground, making the store even more chaotic. Then she escapes from the fish soup shop, with shouts of "Catch the thief, catch the thief" coming from behind. A pot-bellied, clumsy businessman tried to grab her arm, but she dodged back and forth, ran past a spectator watching the show, started rushing towards the nearest alley, and soon disappeared.
The girl crossed two streets, and then she walked into a corner. When she reappeared a few minutes later, she was a completely different person. She walked into a ready-to-wear shop at the end of the alley, and walked up to the handsome shop owner with a smile. He threw an old writing brush on the counter: "Brother Xiao Yi, it's solved!"
"Writing brush?" Wu Xiaoyi frowned: "Xiaoman, what do you mean? Have you become a little thief?"
"This is not stolen!" The girl smiled and said: "This pen belongs to that person. I replaced it with the one I prepared in advance. When he wrote IOUs, he liked to put the pen tip in his mouth and lick it, making it messy. His lips are black and disgusting. If you look at it now, you should be able to see his last breath!"
Wu Xiaoyi understood and laughed: "Very good, you are much better than when you first came here. If the teacher knows, he will be very happy!"
"Really!" The girl smiled happily: "Sometimes when I think back to Chang'an, it feels like a lifetime ago!"
"Yes, I often think of Chang'an too!" Wu Xiaoyi also sighed and took out a letter from his sleeve: "Xiaoman, this is from the teacher, you should read it too!"
"Ah, there is a letter from the teacher? Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Xiaoman jumped up excitedly. She snatched the letter from Wu Xiaoyi's hand and looked at it carefully. After a while, she raised her head: "Brother Xiaoyi, what do you think? What does the teacher’s letter mean?”
"Wang Wenzuo will have something to do with Silla!" Wu Xiaoyi replied: "The teacher is with Wang Wenzuo every day now. He is asking us about Silla's situation on behalf of Wang Wenzuo!"
"He has something to do with Silla?" Xiaoman frowned: "Aren't the Tang people allies with Silla?"
"Have you forgotten? What happened after you shot Jin Huicheng? He was a good friend of Jin Inwen. Jin Inwen was the brother of the current King of Silla. He wanted to intervene in the fraternal dispute of the Silla royal family!"
"That's great!" Xiaoman jumped up excitedly: "In this way, there is finally hope for my revenge against my parents!"
"Xiaoman, aren't you worried that you will die in it?" Wu Xiaoyi asked.
"No, a person will only die when he is ready to die. I have a hunch that my death will be early!" The girl's eyes flashed with determination, and Wu Xiaoyi didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, he nodded: "Okay, let's reply to the master first!"
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Yingzhou.
"It seems that Governor Wang is not exaggerating!" Li Ji stood in the dilapidated small town that was hit by stone bullets flying from 300 steps away. He nodded calmly: "With this, the Anshi City of the Goguryeo people can only You can last for twenty days! Wen Zuo, if we can defeat Goguryeo this time, you will be the first to take the lead!"
"Don't dare!" Wang Wenzuo lowered his head: "No matter how powerful this Thunderbolt Car is, it's just a tool. In the end, we still have to rely on people to fight!"
Li Ji smiled, turned around and said to Li Jingye behind him: "Go and call the boy from Quanyuan and let him see how powerful this Thunderbolt is!"
"Ah Weng, should we keep such a sharp weapon a secret in advance? This Quanyuan boy is from Goguryeo after all!" Li Jingye said in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter!" Li Ji said with a smile: "If Quan Gaisuwen is still alive, it should indeed be kept secret. Now that Quan Gaisuwen is dead, the hearts of Goguryeo are shaken and everyone has different ideas. It is precisely they should know that we in the Tang Dynasty have This sharp weapon will shake their determination and morale!"
"yes!"
Wang Wenzuo stepped aside and watched with cold eyes as the other generals discussed the future excitedly. Since the last time the strategy of "killing two birds with one stone" was rejected by Li Ji, he had become much more low-key, like a hunting dog. He smelled something unfavorable to him. In front of such an old man, maybe I have said too much.
"Sanlang!" Jin Renwen patted Wang Wenzuo's shoulder affectionately: "The British gentleman is still very discerning, and he can see your excellence at a glance!"
"He is more than just visionary!" Wang Wenzuo lowered his voice and recounted the day when his suggestion was rejected by Li Ji. Finally, he said: "Brother Renshou, I am afraid that the British Duke has some opinions on me this time, and it has influenced me." Please forgive me for your great position!"
Jin Renwen's eyes flashed, and he immediately smiled and said: "Sanlang, you have considered everything for me. It's not too late for me to thank you, so why should I forgive you? As for the British father, you don't have to worry too much. It will be difficult for him to see Chang'an City again. ! As for my affairs, you don’t have to worry too much. There are many people who hope that I can return to the country and become king. Wouldn’t it be better if things fall into place by then?"
"Brother Renshou said that!" Wang Wenzuo nodded understandingly: "I will definitely do my best when the time comes!"
"It's easy to talk about anything between you and me!" Jin Renwen said with a smile: "The Japanese country was captured by you in such a way, I am convinced of Saburo's skills!"
"It's just luck! If Prince Zhongda doesn't send troops to Baekje, and if the Japanese royal family doesn't fight among themselves, I won't be able to divide and conquer them!"
"Oh? What's Sanlang's plan for Silla?" Jin Ren asked with a smile.
"The easiest way is to kill Jin Famin!" Wang Wenzuo said.
Jin Renwen turned around, and it was easy to see his inner excitement from his rapid breathing: "Is there no other way?"
"Yes, but this is the simplest way!" Wang Wenzuo said: "You are also Jin Chunqiu's son, second only to Jin Famin in the succession, and Jin Famin's son is still young, and Jin Yuxin is old. As long as Jin Famin dies, I’m afraid Jin Yuxin will have to accept your ascension to the throne!”
Jin Renwen didn't say anything. Apart from the fact that he was Jin Chunqiu's eldest son and his biggest rival Jin Renwen was a hostage in the Tang Dynasty, another reason why Jin Famin could ascend the throne was that he married Jin Yuxin's daughter as his first wife. This reiterated Jin Chunqiu's (His first wife is Jin Yuxin’s sister, and both Jin Renwen and Jin Famin are his sons) and Jin Yuxin’s political marriage. In fact, Jin Renwen was also the child of Jin Yuxin's sister, and his relationship with Jin Yuxin was also very close. It was just that Jin Yuxin chose Jin Famin, which became the biggest enemy that blocked Jin Renwen's ascension to the throne.
But if Jin Famin dies, if the old Jin Yuxin insists on letting Jin Famin's youngest son ascend the throne, it will be difficult for the young master to keep the throne after his death. Instead of doing this, it is better to let Jin Renwen ascend the throne, and at most let Jin Renwen marry a woman from the Jin Yuxin clan As the head wife, it is the wisest decision to ensure that the alliance between the two families can be maintained.
"How sure are you about this matter?" Jin Ren asked.
"Who can say how sure we are of this kind of thing, but we just need to make some preparations!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"That's true! I made a mistake!" Jin Renwen smiled and said, "Then I'll leave everything to Saburo!"
Datang's military meeting in Yingzhou did not last long. Soon Wang Wenzuo boarded the ship back to Baekje, accompanied by Jin Renwen. As the supreme commander of the Tang-Silla coalition forces on the southern front, Jin Renwen shoulders the important task of coordinating the two armies. Of course, there are more unknown things hidden in his heart. Before the upcoming war, , everyone has different plans in their hearts.
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Baekje, Sishucheng.
The door was pushed open violently, and Gui Shiyun raised her head in surprise and saw Acheng standing at the door, trembling with excitement and her eyes filled with tears.
"What's wrong? Acheng, what happened?" Ghost Room Yun stood up.
"The King's Governor is back!" Acheng said, "My family has already gone outside the city to greet him!"
"What!" A burst of ecstasy rushed into her heart, and Gui Shiyun almost fell down. She suppressed the joy in her heart and said in as calm a tone as possible: "So what? He won't be able to stay long before he leaves again!"
"A good man is like an eagle, how can he stay in one place and never leave?" Ah Cheng almost pushed Gui Shiyun to the dressing table: "Ayun, you can't do this. Start dressing up quickly. You will be better after a long separation. Newlywed!"
"How did you know he would come to my place?" Oni Shiyun asked Acheng while letting Acheng comb his hair: "How long ago was the last time I saw him? Have you heard about the things he did in Japan? , I have a Japanese woman and a son, who knows what I will bring back this time!"
"Ayun, put away your childish temper!" Acheng scolded: "What are you accusing him of? No man can do better in his position. And that is not a Japanese woman; A queen, she brought a country as a dowry and gave him a son, an heir born with a crown. No man would refuse such a wife. The most important thing is that she is dead and you are alive It’s so ridiculous to be angry with a dead person!”
(End of chapter)
