Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 109 Establishing a Temple
"That's not necessarily the case. I can't avoid the matter of the relics!" Wang Wenzuo secretly slandered, but he kept saying yes. He remembered the real purpose of his trip: "Du Hu, Chang Shi, the subordinates only come in." When I saw something in the city, I felt that I needed to report to the two of you and come up with a countermeasure!"

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"That's what happened!" Wang Wenzuo described what he saw the Baekje people offering sacrifices under the cliff at the gate of the city, and finally said: "I think this matter is not big or small. , if you just let it go like this, I'm afraid it will cause big trouble in the future!"

The room was silent, and the air was full of embarrassment. Liu Renyuan's mouth was closed tightly, as if an invisible seal had been pasted on it. After a while, Du Shuang coughed twice: "What does Wang Canjun think should be done?"

"The lower officials think they should be appeased!" Wang Wenzuo said in a deep voice, "Anyway, if we want to stay here for a long time, this matter is a hurdle that we can't get around!"

"Wang Canjun is exaggerating a bit!" Du Shuang said, "Soldiers are fierce, and war is a disaster. Isn't it normal for people to die on the battlefield? If you have to appease a few people, how can you fight this battle?"

"Du Changshi, those are women, not men!" Wang Wenzuo said coldly: "Besides, the Baekje people had surrendered at that time, and the war was over. I don't want to say who is right and who is wrong, but if we do nothing , just let it go on like this, sooner or later we will reap the consequences!"

"Of course it's not doing nothing, we should send people to disperse them immediately, and capture the person behind the scenes!"

"Du Changshi, this will only be counterproductive. Maybe the situation can be calmed down temporarily, but the grievances of the Baekje people will only deepen. If we have a little bit of trouble, it will explode. At that time, we will regret it!"

"Sanlang, tell me what you want to do!" Liu Renyuan raised his right hand. He knew his old friend very well. He was born in the Jingzhao Du family. A direct conflict broke out between old friends.

"Sacrifice to the dead, set up temples to support them, and the family members of the dead will be exempted from labor tax!"

"Ridiculous!" Du Shuang stood up, his face pale with anger: "Aren't you showing this matter to the world, what's the face of General Su? What's the face of my Tang Dynasty? How will it be recorded in the history books a hundred years later? ?”

"Du Changshi, if we win the battle, and the people of Baekje will become people of Tang Dynasty after a hundred years, then these things will not be things. They will only be mentioned briefly in the history books, or even not mentioned at all, and the temples will only be turned into tourists burning incense around. In the place of blessing, time will dilute everything. Except for a few literati, who will remember the tragedy of Xiang Yu killing 20 Qin soldiers in Xin'an pit and Hou Jing besieging Taicheng? And if Datang fails to annex Baekje this time, No matter who ruled here, they will write in the history books to encourage their own people to resist foreign aggression, and that will make Datang lose face! The Datang family is not the only one with pens in the world!"

"Okay, let's not mention it in a hundred years, what about now? Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing so?"

"Du Changshi, this matter is actually very simple: Baekje people's offering sacrifices to the dead itself is not a direct threat to Datang, what is threatening is the hatred and rebellious forces that sprouted during the sacrifice process. Since we can't stop Baekje people from offering sacrifices to the dead , so why not keep this behavior under our control?"

"Under control?" Du Shuang was taken aback when he heard the words: "What do you mean?"

"Whether it's tax reduction or exemption, setting up a spiritual seat, or regular sacrifices, the family members of the deceased must be entered in the roster, and they have to go in and out of the temple frequently. As long as a few of us are placed among the monks, if someone plots to do something wrong, how can we hide it from these monks? eyes and ears? With the roster in hand and informants, are you afraid that these Baekje people will make trouble?"

"Wonderful!" Liu Renyuan clapped his palms and said with a smile, "Old Du, this time you are not as thoughtful as Sanlang!"

"What the guard said is true!" Du Shuang smiled a little embarrassedly. He never thought that Wang Wenzuo would think so deeply. He just said something too deadly, but now he can't take it back.

"Sanlang, I know that you always have a back hand in everything you do!" Liu Renyuan smiled and said, "You have already chosen someone for the temple building and sacrifice?"

"The subordinates think that it is best for us not to come forward directly about this matter, and it is best to hide behind the scenes!" Wang Wenzuo said: "I have a Baekje monk named Huicong in my hand. He was originally a monk from Dinglin Temple. this matter."

"Huicong? Is this monk trustworthy?" Du Shuang asked, "Would he play tricks in front of his face and behind his back?"

"It's possible!" Wang Wenzuo replied, "But as long as we are careful, it's a good thing, because we can take the opportunity to wipe out potential opponents as a warning to others! After all, it's easier to stare at one person than tens of thousands." Already!"

Liu Renyuan showed an expression of "that's how it is". They finally learned Wang Wenzuo's "trap within a trap" game. He nodded: "Who are you going to let watch him?"

"Monk Huicong's two boy servants are all mine, and their parents are in my hands!" Wang Wenzuo said bluntly: "Besides, I have arranged a person beside him, and this person's identity is only I know!"

"Very good, since you have considered it so thoughtfully, I won't say more!" Liu Renyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Before sending troops, you should explain everything to Du Changshi, and he will leave the rest to you." Deal with it!"

"Obey!" Wang Wenzuo said in a deep voice, "Then the subordinates should go back and prepare first!"

Watching Wang Wenzuo's back disappear from the door, Liu Renyuan smiled at his old friend: "How is it? Are you convinced?"

Du Shuang laughed a little awkwardly: "Wang joining the army is indeed a good plan, but after all, it is related to the general, do you have to think twice—"

"Don't think twice!" Liu Renyuan stood up and said, "We are enemies on all sides now. If there is another riot around Sibi City, can the general save us? Can the court save us? Only by surviving can we have a future. Do what Saburo says!"

"Yes!" Du Shuang nodded, Liu Renyuan walked to the door, looked at the thick and thin pagoda trees in the courtyard, and said with a long laugh: "The old pagoda tree has new branches, and I have successors in the Tang Dynasty!"

Huicong walked through the corridor, and the sunlight shone through the shade of the trees, leaving a mottled tree shadow on the ground.More than a dozen archers were practicing archery in the yard. The sound of the machine gun and the sound of the arrow piercing the grass target were so integrated that it was almost indistinguishable.He didn't dare to take a closer look, lest he be regarded as spying on the military situation. Huicong had already heard about the terrifying power of the Tangren Liannu from Liu Pingji, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

(End of this chapter)