Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

"The general's behavior is naturally different from that of ordinary people!" Lu Zhaolin said with a smile, "I wonder what the general plans to do?"

"How to arrange it? How can we arrange it for a teenage boy? We can't let him go to charge, right?" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "Let him follow me first, watch more and learn more! For example, Mr. Lu, you can teach him more poetry and prose, and then let him go back after six months or one year. After all, he is still the leader of a country, and it is not good if he has been out for too long!"

"That's what the general said!" Lu Zhaolin said with a smile, "I just don't know how we should call this person by your side."

"Name?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned, and soon realized that his son had a special status. He was not only his own son, but also the leader of a country. If we talk about it: "The emperor has neither father nor mother", his status is more noble than his own, and it is really troublesome how to deal with the generals and staff around him.

"Although he is the leader of a country, this is not a Japanese country after all! Just call him Yanliang, or Young Master!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.

"My subordinate understands!" Lu Zhaolin glanced at Wang Wenzuo. He could feel the deep love his boss had for his son, which he had never seen before. He thought to himself that although Wang Wenzuo and his wife already had a child, this man The status of Young Master Yanliang in his heart is still extraordinary. After all, he was given a land to a country at a young age. Even if it is a remote and remote place, he is still called a lonely man. I am afraid that his wife and legitimate son will not be able to reach him in the future. . Since I am his subordinate, I naturally cannot treat Young Master Yanliang lightly.

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Zhouliucheng Tower and Conference Hall.

"The Silla people must hand over their strongholds along the Datong River so that we can reopen the land channel with Yingzhou!" Hei Te Changzhi scratched the wooden stick in his hand on the ground: "This way we can connect with Yingzhou. In order to be angry, we attacked Qi Sibiyu from two directions, forcing the Mohe people to withdraw from the new city and drive them to the north! This is a plan that we must complete before the end of next summer!" At this point, Black Teeth made a sudden turn. He turned around, ready to answer the officers' questions, but he was surprised to find that none of the officers at the long table seemed to be paying attention to the battle plan he had just announced. Almost everyone's eyes were focused on standing next to the general. A strange young man appeared. The young man was dressed in brocade clothes, with a golden crown on his hair, and his face was quite similar to Wang Wenzuo.

"Who is that child standing next to the general?"

"I don't know either. Being able to stand in that position must have a very different status!"

"Could it be His Royal Highness King Pei?"

"It's impossible. King Pei is much older than this boy. And if King Pei comes, how can it be possible that the general is sitting while he is standing?"

"That's right, don't talk about superiority and inferiority! You kid is talking nonsense again!"

"In my opinion, he should be the son of the general! Look at this kid's face, he is somewhat similar to the general!"

"That's true, but looking at his clothes, this child's identity is unusual! Could he be the general's legitimate son?"

"Most likely, the general brought him here to participate in the military meeting today, so that we can see who will inherit his great legacy in the future!"

Most of the people at the long table were from the Tang Dynasty and Xiongjin, and had never seen Yanliang's face before; even those from the Japanese country, according to the tradition of the Japanese country, the emperor was considered a living god, except for a few important ministers. The ministers and common people were all separated by curtains when they met, so naturally they could not recognize him. They suddenly saw someone beside Wang Wenzuo, and naturally they couldn't stop guessing.

"Everyone, everyone!" Hei Te Changzhi finally couldn't stand it anymore. He hit the long table with a wooden stick: "Does anyone have anything to say about our future plans?"

The officers' attention was drawn back, and they began to look at the hanging map again, with red and blue arrows marking the Tang Army's next move. Someone shouted loudly: "Haven't the Silla people already handed over the hostages? Why haven't the strongholds along the Datong River been handed over yet!"

"That's what happened!" Black Teeth Changzhi explained: "The banks of the Datong River are the heartland of Goguryeo and have been operating for hundreds of years. After the fall of Goguryeo, some Goguryeo people were moved back to the Tang Dynasty, and some were returned to the Tang Dynasty. The Andong Protectorate was under the jurisdiction of the Andong Protectorate. Later, the old ministers of Goguryeo rebelled, and the remaining local powerful people also followed suit, and many people surrendered to Silla. This time the general sent Jin Inwen to return to the country to become the king. The attitude of these local powerful people was It’s become quite ambiguous.”

"Then send troops to conquer!" A Hebei officer shouted loudly: "Resisting Wang Shi will lead to death!"

"Yes, send troops to conquer! The people of Silla have surrendered, what can these remnants of Goguryeo do?"

"Yes, let me lead the troops to kill all these disobedient people, so that those Mohe people can see the consequences of rebellion!"

"Let me go! I only need three thousand people to kill all these bandits!"

The officers at the long table all fought bravely. The previous victories had greatly boosted the morale of the officers. In their view, the most powerful enemy of the Korean Peninsula, Silla Kingdom, had already bowed its knees. It was not easy to defeat these little minions. .

"Father, if you can, let me go -" Yanliang's voice trembled slightly, and his childish face was full of desire for victory. Wang Wenzuo raised his right hand, interrupting his son's plea: "Yanliang, you You are born to be a king, so what you need is not to take the lead, but to strategize. Silence, observation, and thinking are what you should do! You should think about why those small strongholds on both sides of the Datong River did not surrender and hand over their cities to us Village, they should know very well that they cannot stop us, instead of simply sending out soldiers to kill them all. As a king, the use of force is of course important, but you cannot rely on force for everything. After all, you can only rule the living. You cannot rule over the dead!”

"Yes, father! I understand!" Yanliang took a deep breath and began to think seriously about Wang Wenzuo's question. Wang Wenzuo nodded with satisfaction. A common problem among the second-generation heads of the ruling group is that they like to use their brains easily and like to use their strength to crush the straight and direct. After all, when he came out of his mother's womb, the first-generation heads had already solved almost all the biggest problems, and the capital It is also very thick, and most problems can be solved by doing this, but when encountering things that cannot be solved by strength alone, it is easy to get yourself into a big pit, such as Emperor Sui Yang. Wang Wenzuo didn't want his second generation to be ruined.

"I think they should be afraid!" Yanliang replied: "Afraid that they will still be killed after handing over the walled city!"

"Yes, this is indeed the most likely possibility!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "Then what do you think we should do?" Yanliang did not speak, and his flashing eyes showed that his head was turning rapidly. very good! Wang Wenzuo stroked his chin with satisfaction. He didn't care whether his son could give the correct answer. After all, he was still young. War and politics were knowledge that required experience, and he had plenty of experience. There would be no shortage of smart people around him in the future. A scholar, as long as he is willing to think seriously and listen attentively, that is enough. As a monarch, one's talents are important, but his caliber and character are the decisive factors that truly determine whether he can become a wise monarch.

"I think we should send someone who can be trusted by those people!" Yan Liang replied: "It is best to be a Goguryeo who is familiar with the local situation, and then persuade them to hand over their castle. It is best to Give them a little benefit! As long as other locals see that they are safe, they will also put down their weapons!"

"A very good idea! How did you come up with it?" Wang Wenzuo looked at Yanliang in surprise. The idea itself was nothing, but coming from a teenage boy, it was quite remarkable. It seems that he really learned it in Japan. A lot of things have arrived!

"Tell my father, I have a friend named Gao Yannian. His father is a Goguryeo. After the fall of Goguryeo, he was moved to the Musashi Kingdom! After hearing what you said, I think his father is a good candidate!"

"Very good, very good! You can think of this, it's really good!" Wang Wenzuo laughed. This son can pay attention to the people around him and select talents from them. This is the qualification of a true king! He stood up, and the long table suddenly fell silent.

"There is no need to talk about the stronghold along the Datong River!" Wang Wenzuo patted his son on the shoulder: "Leave this matter to my son Yanliang!"

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Ghost room and house.

Before sunrise, Onimuro Kei woke up in his cabin.

Ever since he became sensible, Onisho Qing has always gotten up very early. The mornings in Zhouliucheng were not warm. He rolled out of bed, and the cold air in the gray stone wall gave him goosebumps. He quickly put on his clothes, jacket, and shoes in the dark, went out to the yard, and began to pick up the wooden knife on the weapon rack to start morning exercises. Sweat soon appeared on his forehead, driving away the coldness on his body. He adjusted his breathing and increased the speed of his movements until he reached his limit.

As dawn breaks, the eastern horizon turns pink and the sky turns blue. Onimuro Keicai put the wooden sword back on the weapon rack and began to wipe the sweat on his body with a dry cloth dipped in water. When everything was cleaned up, he returned to the room, put on his gown, picked up his books, and prepared to go to the academy for class.

"Young Master!" The maid stood at the door: "You have plans today and cannot go to the academy. My wife has sent someone to ask for leave from the academy on your behalf!"

"Arrangement? What arrangement?" Onimuro Qing asked in confusion.

"I don't know either!" the maid replied: "Madam has asked you to wait at home. Madam Acheng will come later. She has arrangements!"

"A Cheng?" Onimuro Kei frowned. He felt a little strange. Why did he arrange for Acheng to be the mother instead of his mother? But then I thought about it, Acheng has a very close relationship with his mother, and many things at home are left to her to handle. Maybe her mother couldn't spare the time, so she left it to Acheng. Thinking of this, although he felt a little unhappy, he still nodded: "Okay, I'll wait in the room!"

Onimuro Qing returned to the house, and soon the maid brought breakfast. Onimuro Qing picked up the chopsticks to eat, but out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the maid did not leave, but just stood at the door, somewhat as if she was guarding him. . He became increasingly unhappy: "Go back first!"

"Young gentleman, eat slowly. I'll clear away the dishes when you're done!" the maid said with a smile.

Being stared at, Onimuro Qing had no appetite, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks after a few bites: "I'm full, you can clean it up!"

"Yes!" The maid responded, put away the dishes and then left. Oni Shiqing walked out of the door and saw two slaves standing outside. The courtyard door made a crisp sound after being closed, which must have been the It's locked.

"What are you doing, treating me as a prisoner?" There is only one person left in the courtyard, Guishiqing. After all, he is still a half-grown child. No matter how scheming he is, he will not have any city. Since Yanliang came to visit that day, , her mother's attitude towards her has changed subtly, and after Wang Wenzuo came back from Silla, her mother wanted to hang around that man every day, and it was difficult for her to even meet him. Unexpectedly, he considered himself a prisoner.

"Even if my father is a poor man without a surname, I am still your biological flesh and blood, and yet you treat me like this!" Guishiqing picked up the precious sword given by Yanliang hanging on the wall and pulled it out: "Just kick me out and let you two be happy!"

Onimuro Qing was angry when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening outside. He quickly sheathed his sword and hung it back on the wall. After the courtyard door opened, it was not Acheng who came in, but Sangqiu. He walked in carelessly and said to Oni Shiqing: "Aqing! You can clean up and follow me?"

"Go? Where to go?" Onimuroqing looked at Sanqiu warily. He had disliked this man since he was a child. He thought he was vulgar, arrogant, and ugly. He didn't understand why Aunt Acheng, who was smart, capable, and good-looking, would Marry him?

"Didn't Mrs. Yun tell you?" Sancho said with a smile: "You are old and you have to go out to learn your skills. Mrs. Yun arranged a good place for you to go out and learn your skills! I will send you to the dock right away. Get aboard!”

"Wharf? Isn't that place Zhouliu?"

"Of course not. Zhouliu is just a small place, what skills can you learn!" Sancho said with a smile: "I'm going to let you go to a big place this time and let you see the world!"

"That woman really thinks that I am in the way, preventing her from being with that General Wang! That's all, it's better to leave, so as not to be annoyed here every day!" Gui Shiqing thought to himself, but said: "It's a big place. ? Is it Dinglin Temple in Sixian City?"

"Oh? Boy, have you heard of Dinglin Temple?" Sanqiu was stunned, then laughed: "Your guess is good, but it's a pity that it's only half right. You are going to a temple this time, but not from Sixian City. Jorinji Temple, but Shitennoji Temple in Namba Kyo!”

"Shitennoji Temple in Namba Kyo? Where is that?" Onimuro Kei asked in confusion. (End of chapter)