Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 147 The Power
"Really? If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid your father didn't inherit the throne?"

"That's right!" Jin Renwen did not shy away from this matter: "My father is just a royal family member, and he had no right to inherit the throne. However, after Queen Zhende died and had no children, the royal family was cut off, so my father was able to ascend to the throne. bit!"

"If that's the case, then it's not surprising!"

"Not surprising?" Jin Ren asked, being curious by Wang Wenzuo's confident appearance: "Why do you say that? How did my late father ascend the throne and how did he choose my brother to inherit the throne?"

"Your Highness, your father inherited the great line with a side branch, and you definitely don't want this kind of thing to happen to your descendants again, so—"

Jin Renwen raised his right hand to stop Wang Wenzuo from continuing. He already fully understood what the other party meant.Kings like Jin Chunqiu who succeed through side branches will definitely do everything possible to ensure that similar things will never happen to their descendants, so the best way is to pass the throne to the eldest son, because in this way, conflicts within the royal family can be avoided.In other words, Jin Chunqiu's choice was not out of personal preference, but respect for the legal system, and if Kim Faxiu really can't keep the throne in the future, it is acceptable for Jin Chunqiu to replace him, at least compared to outsiders Strong hands.The knot that had been hidden deep in his heart for a long time was untied like this, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

"Lieutenant Wang, I remember people call you Saburo, right? I will call you that from now on, and you can also call me Renshou!"

"This——" Wang Wenzuo was stunned. Renshou was Jin Renwen's character. According to the customs at the time, only those who were higher than him or who were very close to him could be commensurate with the word. Jin Renwen's intention to solicit was very obvious.

"Sanlang, life in the world is like a flower on a branch: if you fall in the royal house, you will be me; if you fall in an ordinary family, you will be a slave; if you fall into a cesspit on the ridge of the field, you will be a slave in the head of Guizhou. Where you are born is up to you. Yes. It would be a pity if a good boy like you has been wasting away like this."

"Then the subordinate will dare to overstep!"

The winter rain on the Korean Peninsula doesn’t last long, and the rain gradually stopped around noon the next day when we arrived at the crossing point. .Wang Wenzuo stood on the high hill, overlooking the Silla people in sackcloth who were busy on the water, and couldn't help shivering.

"Master, would you like me to bring you that otter skin cloak!" Sancho was speaking at the same time, and he wrapped himself tightly like a furry ball.

"Well, go and get it!" Wang Wenzuo didn't dare to be brave. Thanks to the cold rain yesterday, his nose is still a little stuffy. There are no antibiotics these days. If a cold turns into pneumonia if you don't pay attention, it's not surprising that people die.

Just as Wang Wenzuo was waiting for his otter fur cloak, he saw a group of people walking towards him, and Jin Renwen was among them. Unlike usual, he was no longer the center of the crowd, but at a relatively peripheral position. The core of the crowd was a man in black armor.Wang Wenzuo hurriedly tidied up his armor and went up to meet him.

"It turned out to be the general of Shangguo, marching in the rain yesterday, it's hard work!" Jin Yu said,
"Don't dare!" Wang Wenzuo hurriedly bowed to salute, Jin Yuxin nodded, and then continued to walk up the high hill, whispering a few words with Jin Huicheng who was beside him from time to time, wearing black armor made him look like a different person from yesterday when he was in the tent, Wang Wenzuo could clearly feel the subtle changes in the attitudes of the Silla people around him. Before Jin Renwen's subordinates, they were just following orders, but after Jin Yuxin came, they showed trust and awe from the bottom of their hearts. The same group of people, But there are two armies, and the prestige of meritorious deeds accumulated over the past few decades is truly awe-inspiring.

"Everyone!" Jin Yuxin stood on the edge of Gaogang, observed the surrounding terrain for a while, and then turned around: "This time the Tang people are unable to attack Pyongyang, what do you think?"

The generals of Silla exchanged glances for a while, but no one spoke. Their eyes all focused on Jin Renwen and Wang Wenzuo. Jin Yuxin smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. Since we are on the battlefield, we are all on the same boat." Only people who are in the same boat can survive. I think everyone here understands this truth!"

Wang Wenzuo felt that most of the eyes on his body moved away, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It feels really uncomfortable to be guarded by others.The Silla people began to speak one by one, and he could only listen to the general idea. The main meaning was that this failure would delay Datang's conquest plan indefinitely, so the Silla people could only rely on themselves in the future.Wang Wenzuo noticed that Jin Renwen hadn't spoken the whole time, but just stood aside with a smile, like an audience who had nothing to do with himself.

"I'm 67 this year!" Jin Yuxin took off his helmet, revealing his almost white hair: "Now my hair is all white, and my teeth are less than half. If I ride a horse during the day, I lie on the bed at night. I will feel pain all over my body, I can’t sleep at all, I can’t taste no matter how delicious food or wine is, and I can’t get excited about no matter how beautiful women are.

Living is no longer an enjoyment for me, but a kind of torture.The brothers who were with me in the Hwarang team have all passed away. I am the only one who is still alive. They are waiting for me underground. The reason why I still endure these pains is to be able to see them again. , can tell them: the enemy has been destroyed, the country is strong, and the people are healthy!This is my last long-cherished wish, I hope you gentlemen can make my wish come true! " Having said this, Jin Yuxin bowed deeply to the generals.

There was a mess of cups and plates on the table, and Wang Wenzuo and the other three sat around the table. Wang Wenzuo recounted the previous actions of Jin Yuxin on Gao Gang.

"These Silla people are crazy. I think the Goguryeo people must be in trouble!" He Bayong smacked his tongue.

"Yes, the soldiers have the desire to die, but they have no desire to live. Anyone who encounters this kind of army will go around!" Cui Hongdu sighed: "Sanlang, this Jin Yuxin really deserves to be the minister of the Zhu Kingdom. It doesn't matter if he comes or not." It's different!"

Wang Wenzuo nodded. Now he finally understands that Jin Renwen has such a powerful backer as the Emperor of Tang, but he is still so low-key. As long as Jin Yuxin lives for a day, he will not dare to covet the throne for a day.

"Sanlang!" Cui Hongdu glanced at Wang Wenzuo, and said cautiously, "I heard that the current king of Silla is the son-in-law of Jin Yuxin, so it seems that Jin Renwen might not be able to defeat him—" Having said that, he He hesitated to speak, obviously worried about Wang Wenzuo's close relationship with Jin Renwen these days.

(End of this chapter)