Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

After hearing Fujiwara Fubi's words, everyone's expressions changed. They had both hope for the future and wariness of risks, and there were all kinds of eye contact between them. Fujiwara Fubi just pretended that he didn't see anything and simply studied the chess game on the stone table. After about half a moment, a person came forward and said: "Mr. Fujiwara, it would be great if we could go to Haidong, Hebei, and even the Tang Dynasty to open up foundations. But in this case, wouldn't our base land in the Japanese country be lost?" In comparison, whether it is a benefit or a harm is still a dilemma!"

"Hehehehe!" Fujiwara Bubi burst out laughing after hearing this: "The Japanese country is your fundamental place? Have you forgotten where your ancestors came from? Sakagami Nakaharu, if I remember correctly, your family is originally from A branch of the Azhi family, and the ancestor of the Azhi family, the Azhi ambassador, was the great-grandson of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty and the great-great-grandson of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty. At the end of the Jin Dynasty, the world was in war. In order to avoid the war, your ancestors took their people to flee to the country of Japan. The king settled you in Yamato. The country has multiplied and flourished until you were born today. The same is true for Mononobe, Otomo, and Katsuragi, your ancestors. When you go to Haidong, Hebei, and even the Tang Dynasty, you are just returning to your homeland. How can you say that you have lost your fundamental place? ?”

Hearing Fujiwara Fubi's words, the Japanese couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Just as Fujiwara Fubi said, these Japanese noble families are all descendants of immigrants. In other words, their ancestors all came from the East Asian continent. At that time, Japan had just entered the Middle Ages, and the genealogy documents preserved among its tribes were still very complete. Many of them could even find out when and where their ancestors migrated from somewhere in the Tang Dynasty. They may not have disclosed these documents to the lower class of the Japanese state because it was not conducive to the behavior of their mythical ancestors, but it was an open secret among the upper class.

"Mr. Fujiwara, although what you say is reasonable, our family has been living here for a long time. It can be as short as two or three hundred years, or as long as nearly a thousand years. Even if our ancestors did come from the land of the Tang Dynasty, then It’s also a long time ago. Now this is the land under our feet, and it is really difficult for us to leave here!”

"Then you don't have to go!" Fujiwara Fubi said: "Don't forget, if your and my ancestors didn't come here, most of them would have died in the local wars, and naturally they would not have the wealth that our clan has had for hundreds of years. Glory. The king has the blood of both Amaterasu and Okuninushi in his body. He will definitely not favor any side, whether it is the Tang Dynasty or the Japanese, if anyone hinders his authority, there will be no good end in the end! So! You all know how the road should be taken, right?"

When Fujiwara Bubi said this, everyone could already understand. Needless to say, it goes without saying that when Wang Wenzuo was alive, even after Wang Wenzuo passed away and Yan Liang took power, it was impossible to favor the Japanese, and it would definitely be mixed and used. If someone blocks the road, He Bayong is a lesson for them. (Of course, these people will definitely not have the dignity of He Bayong. After all, they have not made so many military exploits and have a deep friendship with Wang Wenzuo)

"Thank you Mr. Fujiwara for the tip, I'll understand!" Everyone responded in unison.

"It's good to understand!" Fujiwara Fubi waved the folding fan in his hand: "In the final analysis, the situation of the Japanese country is still small. Let's put it this way, even if the general doesn't mention it, I still want to ask for several nephews to be sent to the land of Haidong. Go and start spreading leaves for your family. I advise you to do the same. It is better to do some things on your own initiative than others forcing you to do them. That’s all, let’s do it!”

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Heba Yongzhai.

In the hall, the Shu brocade tapestries and gold and silver decorations that He Bayong loved most during his lifetime were all gone. Only strips of white plain cloth were left hanging down, and the walls were desolate.

The coffin was placed in the center of the hall. Several of He Bayong's adult sons, dressed in plain robes, were kneeling in front of the coffin, paying homage to the guests who came to worship one by one. The female relatives knelt on both sides and let out bursts of sobs, which made people feel sad to hear them.

Master Shen kowtowed several times in front of his old friend's coffin and stood up. He Bayong's sons came forward to return the favor one after another. He sighed with mixed emotions: "Are you all okay?"

"Uncle Shen!" He Bayong's eldest son replied with a sob: "Everything is fine, everything is fine. The general and the king are so kind to us. We are so grateful!"

"Yes!" Shen Fenseng sighed: "I have also read the arrangements for He Ba's death. It is really sad and sad, and Sanlang has nothing to say about it. Is He Bayun here? Sanlang married his daughter to you, you But if you treat her well, the Heba family will not be in ruins in the future!"

"Yes, we are also very touched!" He Ba's eldest son nodded.

Master Shen comforted He Bayong's descendants for a few more words before retreating to a side room. There were already five or six people in the room, all of whom were Tang generals who had followed Wang Wenzuo in Baekje, and came to pay homage to He Bayong. When they saw Master Shen coming in, they all stood up: "General Shen, you are here!"

"Dharma monk, you have worked hard on your journey!"

"Mr. Shen, you are here too!"

Master Shen was a little excited when he saw so many old men. He stepped forward and shook hands one by one and answered: "You are here too. Alas, your hair has turned white. Time really makes people grow old! Alas, He Ba was with us back then. He was in the best health among them, but I didn't expect that he left the earliest!" He exchanged greetings one by one, and finally came to Zhang Junyan, his expression unchanged: "Jun Yan, you were also in Namba City at that time, how did He Bayong die? You should know that, right?

"This -" Zhang Junyan was stunned when he heard this, his eyes suddenly wandered, and he replied in a low voice: "Isn't the imperial edict very clear? He Bayong drank all night, and after getting drunk, he went out to the flower hall to dance sword on the pond. The servants and guests were not If he dared to get close, he accidentally fell into the pool. Because it was dark and the pool was deep, he fell into the pool and died before being rescued!"

"Is this really the case?" Shen Faseng said coldly: "How come I heard people say that the general met He Bayong several times in the days before he died, especially the day before he died, the general had a long and deep conversation with him. There were soldiers and horses strictly guarding the inside and outside, and you were also present at that time! What did the general and He Ba say?"

"How can there be such a thing!" Zhang Junyan became anxious upon hearing this: "Brother Shen, where did you hear this nonsense?"

"What is this kind of thing? Is it a lie that the general met with He Ba Yong several times, or is it a lie that He Ba Yong met with the general on the day before his death, or is it a lie that soldiers and horses surrounded He Ba Yong's mansion? You have to say it clearly. "

Faced with Shen Fengseng's aggressive questioning, Zhang Junyan finally couldn't resist: "How do I know so much? Why don't you just ask Sanlang directly, but you come to embarrass me?" "So, the rumors are all true?" Shen Fengseng revealed a hint. With a desolate look: "Is the death of He Ba Yong related to the general? Did the general force our own brother to death for Yanliang?"

"I didn't say it!" Zhang Junyan quickly denied it, but facing Shen Faseng's sharp sword-like gaze, he finally sighed dejectedly: "Forget it, since you must know, I will tell you! Yes, He Bayong's death is indeed related to Sanlang, but this matter really cannot be blamed on Saburo. He really tried his best to preserve the brotherhood. If anyone must be at fault, it is He Bayong himself. His death was too tragic. Far away!" At this point, Zhang Junyan recounted the conversation between Wang Wenzuo and He Boyong that night, and finally said: "Brother Shen, you can judge. Whose fault is this? Even so, Saburo is still I don’t want to kill He Bayong, but what He Bayong offended was not Sanlang, but Mr. Yanliang. It is impossible to hide this matter. Sooner or later, Mr. Yanliang will know. It was okay when Sanlang was around, but once Sanlang is gone, Do you think Master Yanliang can spare He Bayong? Even if He Bayong dies at that time, what will happen to his descendants? They will have to be exterminated by their clan!"

After listening to Zhang Junyan's story, Master Shen's shoulders slumped and his back was bent, as if he had aged ten years. He sighed and asked, "Is it true that He Bayong planted people in Young Master Yanliang's bodyguard with evil intentions? "

"It's true! He Bayong admitted it himself at the time!" Zhang Junyan said: "And there were all the witnesses and material evidence at that time, so it was a certainty!"

"Just because Mr. Yanliang took away his military power? He would attack Saburo's children because of this? He is really crazy!" Shen Fanseng sighed: "Has he forgotten where all his wealth comes from? Is he really possessed by a demon, yet Saburo still takes care of his reputation and family by marrying his daughter to his son. Alas, He Bayong will be ashamed even under the spring!"

"Yes!" Zhang Junyan said with a bitter smile: "I had a drink with He Bayong before, and I once talked about this matter. He felt something was wrong at the time, but I didn't think about it, so I didn't say anything. If I had known better, In this way, even if you talk nonsense, you still have to persuade him!"

"He is possessed by a demon. His ears and eyes are blocked. How can he hear what others say?" Master Shen snorted coldly and looked at the young people outside who were paying tribute to the worshipers: "If Sanlang is a little cruel, Dim sum, this family has all died long ago. Saburo is still too soft-hearted. Not only does he give him honor after death, but he also marries his daughter to the youngest son of the Heba family. If the Heba family has some bad intentions, wouldn't it harm their own daughter? ?”

"Alas, you haven't seen it clearly yet. Sanlang is doing it for us old brothers, and also for the Japanese people!" Zhang Junyan sighed: "In recent years, He Bayong and Yuan Aolie have taken over the power in the Japanese country, and they have taken those Japanese people away. It’s very painful. Now Yuan Aoli died in battle, and He Bayong died in such a confused way. Do you think those Japanese people have other thoughts? By doing this, Sanlang not only reassured us, but also told those Japanese people that in the Japanese The status of military generals in the Tang Dynasty will not change! Brother Shen, maybe you will be asked to come to Japan next to take over the positions of He Bayong and Yuan Aolie!"

"Let me come to the Japanese country? Take over the positions of He Baoyong and Yuan Aoli?" Shen Faseng couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this. When he was in Baekje, he complained to Wang Wenzuo that Baekje's conditions were difficult, and its products and power were far inferior to those of the Japanese country. He asked for and guard After exchanging the Japanese robes, Wang Wenzuo was sent to guard Northern Xinjiang. He himself complained secretly. If it was true as Zhang Junyan said, Wang Wenzuo had fulfilled his request.

"If it can really be like this, that would be great!" Shen Faseng sighed: "Look at the Heba family's house. Compared with this place, my house in Sixian City is just a thatched shed. Damn, I'm really the same person. It’s a different fate!”

"That's right, when it comes to climate and products, neither Baekje nor Haidong can compare with Japan. If you can come, your life will definitely be much more comfortable!" Zhang Junyan said with a smile: "But that's it! If you really come, you have to be careful about something!"

"What's the matter?" Master Shen asked.

"Master Yanliang!" Zhang Junyan said: "He is now older, more capable, and more energetic! If you act like He Bayong, I'm afraid you will end up worse than him!"

"Thank you for reminding Jun Yan, I understand!" Shen Faseng nodded. Of course he knew that Zhang Junyan's "He Ba Yong acted normally" did not mean to murder Yan Liang, but to monopolize power and compete with Yan who was in the position of the king. Liang had a conflict.

After understanding the truth of the matter, the original anger and dissatisfaction in Chen Faseng's heart had disappeared. He didn't care much about Wang Wenzuo's gradual transfer of power to his son. After all, Wang Wenzuo was nearly fifty years old, and his children with his wife Cui were still babbling. Although Yanliang was the son of a Japanese girl, all things considered All factors, this person is still the most suitable successor to this military and political group. Now that the heir has been determined, Wang Wenzuo should be given enough experience while he is still alive, so that he can be passed on to two generations and ensure that this huge military and political group that straddles the northern end of the Northeast Asian continent can continue to be passed down. Only the interests of Shen Faseng, the veteran of the group, can be best protected.

Moreover, Wang Wenzuo told these robes who first followed him from Baekje through his treatment of He Bayong, a guilty man, and his funeral arrangements: No matter how many later joiners there were, and how much land and troops they brought, they would still be in that position. The power and wealth that the group has gained can be smoothly handed over to the next generation. They can even ensure that their descendants will be at the top of the group's power pyramid in the future through marriage with Wang Wenzuo's heirs. This subtext made Master Shen deeply gratified despite their grief, thereby ensuring the stability of the power transfer.

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Japanese palace.

"General, Your Majesty!" Di Renjie said: "General Shen, General Gu, and General Liu have all paid homage to He Bayong, and then went back to rest. There seems to be nothing unusual!"

"Well, Mr. Di, please step aside first!" Wang Wenzuo nodded. After Di Renjie stepped back, he said to Yan Liang on the side: "This matter should be considered settled!"

"It's all the child's fault!" Yanliang knelt down: "If the child hadn't used such drastic measures, he wouldn't have caused so many things later on!" (End of Chapter)