Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 153 Human Heart
Wang Wenzuo lay back on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and emptied his whole body and mind.But his mind started to work involuntarily: If he just went back like this, he would have to find a way to get some money and repay the debt owed to Cao Yena. I'm not young anymore, I almost have to marry a daughter-in-law...

Just as he was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from outside. "Dog meat is enough? Sancho's quick hands and feet, maybe he happened to meet a ready-to-kill dog!" Wang Wenzuo was thinking, when the door was pushed open, and Liu An was the leader.

"Wulang?" Wang Wenzuo hurriedly got up from the bed: "Why are you here!"

"I said that Sanlang didn't go out!" Liu An laughed loudly: "Come on, put the food and wine quickly, Sanlang get up and have a drink with us!"

All the people who came with them smiled and arranged the wine and dishes they brought, let Wang Wenzuo take the main seat, and Liu An took the second seat. Everyone sat down according to their official positions and ages. Our fellow countrymen are also honored, come, drink this glass of wine first, and congratulate Saburo!"

"Congratulations to Saburo!"

"Don't dare!" Wang Wenzuo ate the wine, and someone rushed to help him fill it up. He could feel the burning eyes around him. It was the desire for power and wealth. This is very good. conquered.

"Sanlang!" Yuan Aolie couldn't bear his temper any longer, and interjected: "Let's talk about it first, next time you send troops you can take me with you, this time Cui Hongdu and He Bayong took advantage of them, It can’t be them next time.”

"Yes, I'm not as good as Cui Hongdu when it comes to archery, I'm not as good as He Bayong when it comes to riding, but I'm not as good as both of them when it comes to walking!" Shen Faseng also looked aggrieved: "If I stand in front of San Lang's horse , thousands of thieves can't get close!"

Seeing how everyone was scrambling to be the first, Cui Hongdu and He Bayong didn't argue, they just drank for themselves. The two of them were at least a four-turn success this time. Promotion was already a certainty, and they felt that they were different from their former companions. Instead of arguing.

Compared to the others, Liu An thought a little deeper: "Sanlang, I heard that the superiors are arguing about whether to withdraw troops. What are your plans?"

"There is such a thing!" Wang Wenzuo put down his wine glass: "Du Changshi and most of the generals want to return to the country, but Liu Shishi advocates staying in Sibi City, and there are many people who support him. It is a bit embarrassing for the governor to be caught in the middle!"

"Inspector Liu is so ruthless!" Liu An knew the inside story, and said bitterly: "This guy offended Li Yifu, and was afraid of being punished when he went back, so he dragged the whole army to stay in Baekje to be buried with him!"

"You can't say that! By the way, where is your family? Is it still in Sibi City?" Wang Wenzuo asked.

"Liu Yuanzhen? I went back early. She is a nobleman in the palace, why would she suffer here!" Liu An sneered: "Then what will happen? "

"How come, it was settled just now!" Wang Wenzuo told the story of what happened in the side hall just now. Everyone was overjoyed when they heard it. Withdrawing the army is a way to get the best of both worlds. By the way, do you really think that Fukunobu Onimuro and Fengyu Fuyu will kill each other? Fengzhang Fuyu is married to Fukunobu Onimuro's younger sister!"

"Since ancient times, it is not uncommon for father and son to fight each other for power and position, let alone marrying a younger sister? What's more, there are Japanese people behind Fuyu Fengzhang. Even if Fuyu Fengzhang doesn't want to do anything, the Japanese people behind him will force him. As far as I know from the Japanese captives, this Fuyu Fengzhang actually married the daughter of the noble chieftain of the Japanese in the Japanese country, and married the younger sister of Onimuro Fushin after returning to Baekje. Tens of thousands of Japanese troops came across the sea, but Do you believe in making a wedding dress for Fukunobu of the ghost room?"

When everyone heard this, their heads shook like a rattle, Liu An asked: "After hearing what Sanlang said, we may not be able to go back, everyone must fight hard and prepare for a fight!"

"Wrong!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "The most important thing for me right now is to find a way to win the hearts of Baekje people. Ji is sure that people's hearts will be shaken, if we can forgive his crimes and stop them, we will be able to reap miraculous results!"

"People's hearts?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. For generations, they held bows and arrows, conquered all directions for the emperor, and took killing as their profession. The hearts of foreign people were a completely unfamiliar category to them.

"How is Huicong's monastery now? Let's go and see tomorrow!"

The next day, the ruins of Dinglin Temple.

"Please, please, Wang Canjun!" Huicong stretched out his hand respectfully, inviting the uninvited guest to sit down.

The dinner in front of me was the strangest combination Wang Wenzuo had ever seen in his life. This is not to say that the food was bad, on the contrary, the food was simple and delicious: baked bread mixed with nuts, corn porridge, honey in clay pots, thick There’s winter melon, mussels, crab and even Sancho’s favourite, fermented birch sap, in the bisque.Wang Wenzuo tasted a little, and the taste was very good, at least much better than that in the fat woman's wine shop.

"It can be seen that you are doing well!" Wang Wenzuo teased, "Great Monk, compared to the last time we met, you have gained a lot of weight!"

"I found a few intact old beehives in the bee farm in the ruins of the temple! After cleaning, many bees flew back. I planted the wax gourd by myself. As for the others, they were sent by the surrounding farmers. !"

"So, the surrounding farmers are doing pretty well, otherwise they wouldn't have any extra food for you!"

"It can't be said to be good! If there were no wars, last year would have been a good year, but—" At this point, Huicong shook his head: "But compared to other places, this place is much better!"

"Has Zen Master thought about making other places like Sibi City?" Wang Wenzuo asked.

Huicong glanced at Wang Wenzuo, then lowered his head: "The poor monk is an outsider. It is a blessing to be able to survive the troubled times. How dare you think about anything else!"

"Really? What if Datang withdraws immediately?"

"Withdraw troops?" Huicong looked at Wang Wenzuo vigilantly: "The poor monk is the meat on your cutting board, life and death are in your hands, why do you bother to play tricks on the poor monk!"

"Not long ago, the Tang Dynasty besieged Pyongyang, and Sibi City was already an isolated city, and the withdrawal of troops was inevitable! This kind of thing was hidden for a long time, as long as a month, and as little as ten days, you will know whether it is true or not! "

"Amitabha!" Huicong bowed his head and recited the sound of Buddha, Wang Wenzuo could feel the thousands of thoughts in his heart, he didn't say anything, just waited quietly.A few minutes later, Huicong asked, "Then what do you want the poor monk to do?"

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