Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

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"This Wang Wenzuo has gone too far. What does he think of me, Silla? The most despicable slave? A letter came and asked us to do this and that." Di Renjie had been gone for a long time, but Jin Famin was still angry.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be too angry. According to me, General Wang from the Tang Kingdom is quite sincere!" The old man who had just answered Di Renjie replied: "To put it bluntly, there are only two highlights of the hometown of Goguryeo: On both sides of the Datong River, those valleys in southern Liaoning and the valleys in southern Liaoning will definitely not be given up to the Tang people, and we have already obtained half of those valleys on both sides of the Datong River. From this, it seems that General Wang is quite sincere! Just want to Your Majesty will certainly not be allowed to go to Chang'an, so we must strive for it!"

"Yes, if His Majesty can not go to Chang'an, it is not non-negotiable!"

"Well, when General Wang comes, the situation is completely different. Previously, we could just sit back and watch the Tang Dynasty and the Mohe Khitan and other barbarians fight to the death and slowly encroach on the homeland of Goguryeo. But once he returns to Liaodong, the Japanese country will definitely do something. With this action, I, Silla, will be attacked from three sides, which is not good!”

"Yes! Although we have occupied Pyongyang, to be honest, not far to the north of Pyongyang is a barren land with barren mountains. There is nothing but mountains full of woods and barbarians. We only have the advantage of taking advantage of our reputation. There is no real benefit, just giving it back to Tang Human Rights is just a matter of selling face, so as long as we gain some honour, what’s the big deal?”

Jin Famin watched with cold eyes, listening to the conversation of the ministers.Obviously, the attitude of these Silla ministers towards the letter brought by Di Renjie was completely different from that of Jin Famin: for Jin Famin, the conditions in Wang Wenzuo's letter were harsh and arrogant, and were simply unacceptable; while for these ministers, The conditions for Wang Wenzuo's letter could even be said to be quite generous, except that Jin Famin had to go to Chang'an as a hostage.

There are two reasons why the kings and ministers of Silla had two completely different attitudes towards the same letter: Wang Wenzuo’s letter was mainly targeted at Jin Famin himself, not Silla; he even allowed Silla to retain the To occupy part of the land, of course, the prerequisite is that the king of Silla must be Jin Inwen.For these Silla ministers, whether Kim Bo-min or Kim In-wen sits on the throne actually has no great impact on their interests. It is not too difficult to make a replacement for the Silla king to avoid future wars. s Choice.Of course, in front of Jin Famin, these ministers are unlikely to publicly express that they want the king to sacrifice themselves for everyone, but this does not mean that they will not play some tricks behind the scenes.

Secondly, the arrival of Wang Wenzuo caused a huge change in the entire situation. Before Wang Wenzuo's arrival, the Tang Andong Governor's Office headed by Xue Rengui was actually unable to mobilize the troops and resources of the Baekje homeland and the Japanese Kingdom. Even the Ungjin Governor's Office and the Japanese Kingdom The hometown cannot be unified under the command of a general and coordinate operations (this is the result of Wang Wenzuo deliberately letting Shen Faseng and others have similar official positions and not allowing them to govern each other. This can avoid Wang Wenzuo going to Chang'an for a long time and being ignored by the generals who stayed there).In this way, Silla's homeland will not actually be threatened too much, so Jin Famin can continue to invest resources and reinforcements to support the remnants of Goguryeo and the Mohe people, forcing the Tang army to invest its limited power into the Haidong continent, and he It can slowly encroach on the old land of Goguryeo on the Korean Peninsula.

After Wang Wenzuo arrived, he immediately reintegrated the power of Baekje and the Japanese country under a unified will. As a result, the Silla Kingdom was immediately surrounded on three sides, even if the troops in these two places did not launch an attack. It is impossible for the Silla people to act as recklessly as before, and it will be difficult to realize their plan to continue to invade the homeland of Goguryeo. These Silla ministers are very clear.

At that time, Silla was still in the Spring and Autumn Period of China, and the ministers in the country were all appointed by great nobles, and they all had very powerful power. If Kim Fa-min had great achievements like his father Jin Chunqiu, or if Kim Yu-shin had high prestige and extraordinary With the help of his capable father-in-law, he can still subdue these ministers, but after these two people have passed away, it will be difficult to continue to maintain a high degree of centralization.

"Your Majesty!" The old man turned around and bowed to Jin Famin: "The people of Tang Dynasty are tigers, and we Silla are just mice, but mice also have the way of survival of mice, so we must endure the humiliation and wait for the right time, no matter how harsh the conditions Wang Wenzuo puts forward. , we should not refuse directly, but should slowly negotiate with him and strive for the best result!"

"What if the Tang Dynasty insists that I give way to Jin Renwen?" Jin Famin sneered.

"That can be delayed!" the old man replied: "For example, you can ask to send your son to Chang'an to serve the emperor, or you can pretend to agree first, and then send an assassin to kill Jin Renwen. The Tang people are indeed stronger than us, but they also have their weaknesses. , that is, they have too many enemies and their territory is too vast, so they cannot put all their power on us!"

"Wang Wenzuo is different, his roots are all around us!"

"Even Wang Wenzuo can't stay here forever!" The old man said with a smile: "There must be his enemies in the court in Chang'an. If possible, you can send an envoy with a lot of money to Chang'an to bribe his enemies. Enemies attack him with rumors, such as that he wants to make himself king or support King Pei as the emperor or something like that!"

"That's a good idea!" Jin Famin's eyes lit up: "Very good, just do it!"

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Japanese country, Musashihara, Gao Sheji territory.

The clang of spear shafts and wooden knives echoed throughout the square.

Gao Yannian was wearing plain linen clothes with a hard pigskin armor on the outside. He was sweating like rain on the inside. He moved forward, but his opponent stepped back unsteadily and awkwardly raised his sword to block.As soon as he raised his sword, Gao Yannian swung his sword violently at his lower body, hitting his foot and causing him to stagger.The opponent fought back, only to receive an over-the-shoulder chop on the head, which almost dented his rattan helmet.He used another side chop, but Gao Yannian pushed his sword away and gave his opponent a hard elbow in the abdomen.The opponent's center of gravity was unstable and he fell hard into the dirt.Gao Yannian followed up and slashed his wrist, causing him to scream and drop his sword in pain. "That's enough!" Gao Sheji's voice sounded like the edge of a Tang sword.

"My wrist!" The boy who was knocked to the ground rubbed his wrist and complained, "Teacher, Yannian was so cruel, he almost broke my wrist!"

"Changgoro!" Gao Sheji sighed: "You are three years older than Yannian and a head taller. But if you were on the battlefield just now, you would have died three times! You should use your brain and think about how to use it. With the advantages of distance and strength, instead of waving the weapons in your hands randomly, I am teaching you to become a warrior, not a farmer who fights in groups! And to extend your life!" Gao Sheji's eyes turned to his son: "Why did you The sword is on the ground, have you forgotten how to respond to the enemy?"

Gao Yannian hurriedly put up his posture as his father taught him on weekdays, and complained: "I'm not really on the battlefield. Besides, I've already defeated three opponents, all of whom are older than me. I'm already tired! I can't Will you take a break?"

"You should be glad that this is not a battlefield, otherwise you would have been doomed!" Gao Sheji casually picked up a wooden sword and struck it on his son's head: "As for you being tired, that's better, our Gao family are warriors , not those beggars and tramps who play with swords. The battlefield is a tiring place. What a warrior needs is not martial arts, but instinct. Even if he is exhausted and his head can no longer think, he can still kill his opponent. The instinct to survive!" He While talking, he launched waves of ferocious attacks, forcing Gao Yannian to his knees. The boy's body was far from mature, but Gao Sheji was in his prime. The heavy physical labor and hard training made him mentally and physically weak. As strong as steel, in just a few minutes, the boy let out a scream, his right hand was hit, and the wooden sword flew out. He covered his wrist and sobbed.

"I haven't shouted stop yet, you still have your left hand, pick it up!" Gao Sheji shouted.

"I can't do it anymore, father!" Gao Yannian shouted in pain: "My arms are so sore that I can't lift them up. My whole body hurts terribly. I can't fight anymore!"

"Nonsense, you are still alive, breathing, and standing, so you can fight!" Gao Sheji said angrily. His body stood upright, his lean and stern face seemed to be made of iron, but his eyes were filled with jets of water. Out of anger: "You are weak. Weakness on the battlefield means death!"

"If the fight continues like this, I will die if I can't see the battlefield!" Gao Yannian finally collapsed, and the young man cried out in pain: "And there is no war here. At most, there are only wild boars, mountain dogs, and rabbits. Our Gao family is not a warrior either. We are farmers, hunters, and fishermen. No one will ask us to go to war anymore. That is all the business of the gentlemen living in the castle. We just need to plant good land and hunt, and you are A madman, a madman immersed in his own past!" At this point, Gao Yannian turned around and rushed towards the woods.

"Prolong your life, prolong your life!" The tall young man sitting on the ground was stunned by his friend's fierce words. He looked at the high chicken coop and quickly stood up and chased after him.

"Am I a madman, a madman immersed in his own past?" A bitter smile appeared on Gao Sheji's face: "Yes, maybe he is right, no one will need my martial arts anymore, nor will Someone needs my service as Gao Sheji. In a few years, I will die of old age in this small village. No one in future generations will remember the history of our Gao family. No one will remember the past of our Gao family. What I have done Everything is in vain!"

The pain was like countless ants gnawing at Gao Sheji's heart. Ever since he was exiled to this remote place in the Japanese country, he had secretly made up his mind to find ways to establish martial arts with his martial arts and restore his family's past glory.To be honest, it is not difficult to make a living here. The land is very fertile, and there are a lot of wild animals and fish in the surrounding lakes and mountains. He led his family to open up fields and build villages, and they soon settled down.But the stable life did not calm Gao Sheji's mind. He began to train his son and the teenagers among the surrounding natives, looking for available talents.

The outstanding talent of the youngest son Gao Yannian makes Gao Sheji ecstatic. Maybe this child can realize the hope that he cannot realize.Therefore, he became more and more strict with Gao Yannian. Needless to say, martial arts such as swordsmanship, spearmanship, riding, and archery were also required by an army general such as how to serve as a scout, how to set up camp, how to explore the terrain, etc. He did his best to teach what he learned, hoping that one day this child would be able to establish a career and lead the Gao family out of this hellish place.

However, Gao Yannian's harsh training had the opposite effect. After Gao Yannian became wise, he saw the barren mountains and fields of Musashihara. The family history, glory and dignity of the warriors told by his father were just illusory mirages for him. , all Gao Yannian can see is that his peers are still sleeping, and he has to get up to complete the day's homework. Rain or shine, he will never have the love and affection that his peers can get from a loving mother; when his peers are running around and playing, he I can only endure the pain all over my body and do the homework that I will never finish.The most important thing is that Gao Yannian has seen real warriors. They ride tall horses, wear beautiful clothes, are followed by followers when going out, live in beautiful and magnificent houses, and their father, who is dressed in linen, are completely different from each other. What kind of samurai is my father in comparison?
As time went by, Gao Yannian got older and older, and the doubts in his heart became stronger and stronger, but he did not dare to express them because of his father's power.But today, the excitement finally broke out and rushed into the dense forest.

"Prolong life, prolong life!"

The familiar voice of his companion Chogoro came from behind. Gao Yannian slowed down, firstly because of fatigue, and secondly because of confusion. After all, he was still a child and didn't know where to run.

"Yennian, Yannian, I finally caught up with you!" Changgoro caught up and said, "What are you doing! Those words you just said scared me to death!"

"What's wrong? I'm telling the truth! He's just an old madman. He keeps talking about noble families and generations of martial arts. Shit! You've also seen the samurai passing by. What does he look like? He's dressed in sackcloth. His feet are full of mud! The porters following the warrior are stronger than him!"

"You can't say that, after all, he is your father!" Changgoro smiled bitterly: "Besides, the teacher's martial arts is indeed very powerful. You are his son, three years younger than me and a head shorter than me, but I am no match for you in a fight, you will beat me to a pulp every time!" (End of Chapter)