Wudang

Chapter 55

"Prime Minister?" Zhang Junbao looked at Ahema, and now he could tell himself what was going on, even though he had a guess in his heart.

"Zhang Daochang, you should have guessed it, right?" Ahema laughed, "This is the real Prime Minister Wen. The one last time was fake. After all, we have to deal with those rebels. Prime Minister Wen has always been here."

Sure enough.

Ahema was still wary of himself, so it was impossible for him to meet the real Prime Minister Wen from the beginning.

I was too naive before, how could an old fox like Ahema be so direct?
Just let yourself meet Prime Minister Wen for the first time?
Suffering from being young, and Ahe Ma is a master of fighting in the officialdom, with a lot of thoughts, and he is far behind in this respect.

At the same time, the imperial court made a fake double, also to prevent Fang Yilian and the others from coming to save people, which can be used to confuse people.

If the Anti-Yuan Rebel Army paid a huge price to rescue only a fake Prime Minister Wen, wouldn't the Yuan court have made a lot of money?
Fortunately, I didn't say anything outrageous at the time, so I held back, otherwise, if I really wanted to talk about saving Prime Minister Wen and secretly discussing plans, these things would have already been on Ahema's desk.

As for the one in front of him, Zhang Junbao is not worried that Ahema is still lying to him.

At least Ahema didn't need to target himself like this, it didn't make sense.

Are you really still lying to yourself and paying such a big price?

Then I admit it.

"I really called a Taoist priest to come over. Even if a Taoist priest is asked to come, he is too young. He wants to discuss with me and persuade me?" Wen Tianxiang glanced at Zhang Junbao and said calmly.

Zhang Junbao knew that Ahema must have told Prime Minister Wen about letting him become a monk.

"Daozhang Zhang is not ordinary." Ahema said with a smile, "Today is to let Daozhang Zhang and the prime minister get to know each other. In the future, Daoist Zhang will come here to chat with the prime minister on my behalf. Oh, by the way, I have a letter here, which is the prime minister's daughter Liu Niang wrote to you."

As he spoke, Ahema took out a letter from his cuff.

"Liu Niang?" Wen Tianxiang was stunned for a moment. Since he was captured, most of his wife and children fell into the hands of the Yuan army. As for other more news, how could he know?
"Bring it."

Ahema handed the letter to Wen Tianxiang.

Wen Tianxiang hastily opened the letter.

Not long after, Zhang Junbao saw Wen Tianxiang's tears pouring down like rain, and the pained look on his face was really unbearable.

Zhang Junbao didn't know the content of the letter, but he could probably guess some of it. This was definitely a huge blow to Prime Minister Wen.

Suddenly learning about her daughter was not good news, and it was a huge blow.

"Prime Minister Wen, as long as you say a word, everything will be fine." Ahema persuaded.

Wen Tianxiang snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and did not answer Ahema's words.

He was very clear about Ahema's thoughts, and he said every word to Prime Minister Wen. Does he think he will fulfill his wish?
Zhang Junbao could clearly see that Wen Tianxiang's hand holding the letter was shaking, it was grief and anger.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone." After a while, Wen Tianxiang suddenly opened his eyes and said.

At this time, his tears had already dried up, and the grief on his face seemed to have dissipated.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ahema's eyes, is he going to reply?

By the way, no one can resist this kind of family crying.

It's good to be able to reply to the letter, which is a good change.

Even if Wen Tianxiang wanted to surrender, he had to give him some more steps.

He asked someone to bring in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Wen Tianxiang got off the bed and walked to the table.

He put the letter in his hand on the table.

Zhang Junbao took a glance and got a general idea of ​​the contents of the letter.

A burst of anger rushed straight to his forehead.

The letter wrote that Prime Minister Wen's wife, two concubines and two daughters lived like slaves and prisoners in the palace, and were subjected to various tortures, making life worse than death.

Prime Minister Wen's two daughters are only thirteen or fourteen years old. After going through such hardships, don't the little girls feel terrified?
This letter was written under the coercion of the court, but it was also because the little girl wanted to be comforted by her father.

Unfortunately, such a simple wish may be difficult to realize.

Fortunately, it is different now, they were rescued first.

"Prime Minister?" Zhang Junbao said without concealing his anger, "How can you treat Prime Minister Wen's family like this?"

"Zhang Daochang, this is the court's law." Ahema replied lightly.

Zhang Junbao took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

It's useless to get angry now, and this matter really has nothing to do with Ahema.

All this was ordered by Kublai Khan.

Fortunately, Fang Yilian and the others had rescued him, otherwise they would not know how much torture and suffering they would have suffered.

Wen Tianxiang ignored the two of them. In his opinion, this young Taoist priest was recruited by the imperial court to make a good show, so why should he care?

It's just that he didn't send an old Taoist priest but a young Taoist priest, which made him a little puzzled.

As for Ahema's letter from Liu Niang, how could he not know Kublai Khan's intention?
As long as you surrender yourself, your family can not only be reunited, but also get riches and honor at your fingertips.

But is this what he wants?

After thinking for a while, Wen Tianxiang picked up a pen and began to write: news about his children.

Ahema looked at the five words and nodded.

He said with a smile on his face: "The prime minister is a good character, I believe that the prime minister and his wife and daughter will be reunited soon."

In his view, Wen Tianxiang is ready to write poems, expressing emotions in poems, which is commonly used by literati.

Although what I brought was a letter from her daughter, and the content in it only involved his wife, daughter and concubine, and there was no news about his son, but writing poetry and expressing emotions does not necessarily mean being realistic, and some other things can be used instead.

Wives, concubines, daughters and children are all relatives, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Probably figured it out, right?
Ahema thought inwardly.

However, when he saw Wen Tianxiang's next poem, his face became more and more ugly.

The grass in the setting sun of the old country springs from the spring, and the strife for the prime minister becomes dust.

Kong Ming has lost his ambition of the golden sword, and Yuan Liang still pities Dian Wu.

It's a man who is so filthy, who does Pingting want more.

Fools, don't ask about your livelihood in this life, but also plant the unfinished cause of the next life.

After seeing this poem, Ahema couldn't help but snorted coldly.

His eyes flickered coldly, this Wen Tianxiang is really toasting and not eating fine wine.

Zhang Junbao has been with the master for so many years, but he can understand the meaning of the poem.

This poem is obviously Wen Tianxiang's self-encouragement, self-motivation, and strengthening of his belief in struggle. Even at such a low ebb and most difficult time, he never wavered.

He made it clear to those who persuaded and tempted him that he did not intend these high-ranking officials to be rich in salary, and the Yuan court could give up on it.

Wen Tianxiang also once again expressed his tough attitude through this poem, never giving in.

It can be said that the meaning of this poem is completely opposite to what Ahema expected.

After finishing the poem, Wen Tianxiang put it aside, and then took another blank piece of paper.

Seeing that Wen Tianxiang still wanted to write, Ahema held back his anger and wanted to see what else he wanted to say.

"Accepting Liu Nu's letter is a pain in the ass. Who doesn't have a wife and children? But today's matter is here, Yu Yi should die, it is fate. What can I do? What can I do! Let Liu Nu and Huan Nu be good people, Daddy I can't control it. Tears choked up." After Wen Tianxiang finished writing, he threw the pen on the table and burst into tears. With pain in his eyes, he gently folded the letter paper and handed it to Ahe Madao, "Please pass it to my little girl."

Zhang Junbao found that his eye sockets were a little wet, tears almost fell down on the spot.

But he had to hold back in front of Ahema.

Zhang Junbao believed that Prime Minister Wen knew very well that it would be difficult for his daughter to get this reply, but he did it anyway.

This is a father's entrustment and apology to his daughter, whether it can reach his daughter or not.

This is the eternal hero and the backbone of the nation.

Zhang Junbao became more and more determined to rescue Prime Minister Wen.

If Fang Yilian and the others don't believe in themselves, they have to find a way to fight it alone.

After Ahema received the letter, his expression changed slightly.

Wen Tianxiang really admired him, but this kind of thinking quickly dissipated, after all, the positions were different.

"Don't worry, I will send this letter." Ahema said, "The prime minister can think about it again."

The answer to Ahema was Wen Tianxiang's silence.

Ahema shook his head, pointed at Zhang Junbao and said: "This Daoist Zhang is a disciple of the Chunyang Sect, and he studied under Huolong Daoist. I wonder if the Prime Minister has heard of it?"

Hearing this, Wen Tianxiang's eyes flashed with astonishment, but he took a second look at Zhang Junbao: "I didn't expect the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect to be willing to degenerate, it's really sad."

Zhang Junbao didn't know how to answer.

Although Ahema smiled apologetically, the coldness in the depths of his eyes flashed from time to time.

There is a limit to his patience with Wen Tianxiang.

If I didn't still want to use him as bait to catch those rebels, I wouldn't want to keep him.

As long as he keeps talking in His Majesty's ear, Wen Tianxiang won't live long.

Thinking about it, Liu Mengyan and the others looked for him a lot, hoping that he could convince His Majesty that he hadn't agreed much before.

Because he is still clear in his heart, at least His Majesty still has some expectations for Wen Tianxiang.

However, if I really want to persuade His Majesty, I can dispel this expectation faster.

"Then I'll take this poem with me too." After Ah Ma finished speaking, Wen Tianxiang didn't express anything, so he put away the poem.

This is to be brought back to show His Majesty, and His Majesty must know that it is impossible to persuade Wen Tianxiang to surrender.

He used his relatives as his trump card on his own side, but he still failed, so what else in the world could convince Wen Tianxiang?
Anyway, Ahema couldn't think of it.

"Daozhang Zhang, let's stop here for today, you can come again tomorrow." Ahema said to Zhang Junbao.

Zhang Junbao was startled, he didn't expect Ahema to go back so soon.

He didn't know that Ahema's chest was burning with anger, and he couldn't stay here for a moment.

He came with hope, but he didn't expect this result.

Just now Zhang Junbao was still thinking about whether to find a way to communicate with Prime Minister Wen. After all, Ahema had a few days to live, and time was really short.

But Ahema didn't give himself this chance, how can he communicate with Prime Minister Wen in front of them now?

Sighing helplessly, he suppressed the impatience in his heart, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Secret sound transmission?

For such a big event, I still can't be impulsive.

Right now, I and Prime Minister Wen are only meeting each other for the first time. Even if I communicate sincerely, the other party may not believe it, but it will be self-defeating and cause unnecessary trouble.

The sound of the Xuantie gate being closed was so heavy, just like Zhang Junbao's mood.

When they came out, Ahema mentioned the key to Zhang Junbao again.

He didn't say not to let Zhang Junbao enter the Xuantie cell to meet Wen Tianxiang, but he didn't have to go in every day, but once every ten days and half a month.

At other times, you can enter here with a token, and you can persuade through the black iron gate.

Regarding this, Zhang Junbao knew it well.

After all, three keys are needed to open the prison door. The matter is so important, how can I let myself go in every day?

However, Zhang Junbao still fought for Ahema, hoping to go in and have a face-to-face meeting with Wen Tianxiang in the next few days, so that he could get acquainted with Wen Tianxiang better and faster.

Regarding this point, Ahema thought for a while, and felt that what Zhang Junbao said was reasonable, so he agreed, only three days.

It's only been three days, so it doesn't matter much.

For these three days, Zhang Junbao can ask the three of them to get the keys.

After leaving the prison, Zhang Junbao and Ahema separated.

(End of this chapter)