Yao Xing's face turned green and red in turns, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if he was about to have an attack at any time, but for a long time, he still sighed: "That's it, Ah Wei, I know you are doing it for my own good, if it were changed
If anyone else says that, I will definitely kill him, but you can."
Yin Wei curled up his lips: "These words are indeed a bit harsh. The matter of establishing the heir apparent is your family matter. I shouldn't have interfered. But if you want Da Qin's empire to be strong forever, you won't stay like Murong Chui did."
If there is a stigma behind your life, it is best to be cautious. At least, don’t let the disciples have the idea of seizing the throne by relying on military merit. Once disaster occurs to the clan, there will be the rebellion of the Eight Kings before it, and the demise of Hou Yan after it, it will be bloody.
What a lesson!”
Yao Xing looked serious: "I have written it down, Ah Wei, you have talked so much today and you are too tired. Take a good rest now. I will come see you tomorrow."
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Yin Wei's eyes, he grabbed Yao Xing's wrist and said in a deep voice: "There is one last thing, I must finish it, otherwise, I will not feel at ease no matter what!"
Yao Xing curled up the corner of his mouth, squeezed out a smile, stroked the back of Yin Wei's skinny chicken claw-like hand, and said, "Whatever you want to say, just say it, there's no need to make it so sad."
Yin Wei gritted her teeth, sat up straight, looked at Yao Xing, and said: "Murong Chao also ran away. Don't think this is simple. Although I am seriously ill in bed, I have never relaxed my monitoring of him.
Yes, but even my intelligence network, which knows every move in Guanzhong, didn't notice how he escaped. It can be seen that the people who helped him escape were extremely powerful. They might only be the mafia in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, or the people on the grassland.
Only the mysterious hidden killing organization has such ability."
Yao Xing frowned: "Could it be that Murong Chao escaped on his own? Yan State has always had a tradition of espionage. For example, Murong Lan is the queen of espionage. Could it be that she took action?"
Yin Wei sneered and said: "In normal times, this would still be possible, but now that the Yan Kingdom is like this, and the country is in ruins, why would you care about an ordinary clan member in Chang'an? Yes, he is from the Murong family, but he is just a member of the Murong family.
He was only Murong Beide's nephew. Why did Murong Beide go to such lengths to rescue his nephew? You must know that in Northern Yan, and even in Southern Yan, there are quite a few of his distant relatives and nephews."
Yao Xing curled up his lips: "This is also something that puzzles me. Maybe it's because this nephew is the posthumous son of his brother whose mother is the same mother."
Yin Wei curled up her lips: "I vaguely feel that the matter is not that simple. For such a powerful spy to come to the rescue, it must have something to do with Murong Beide. Maybe, this Murong Chao will be his biological son."
Son, otherwise, why would you have that golden sword with you?"
Yao Xing's eyes lit up and he lost his voice: "Oh, I remembered what you said. The golden sword is the most important token of the Murong family. Back then, Murong Chui left the golden sword to his son Murong Ling and asked him to return to Dragon City.
There was an army in my hometown, and Murong Beide left a golden sword to his sister-in-law before going to war. Could it be that they really had an affair?!"
Yin Wei sighed: "We were too negligent about this clue before, but fortunately, although Murong Chao is not here, his mother and wife are here with us. With this as a pledge, maybe we can effectively use Nan Yan to achieve our goals
some purpose."
Yao Xing frowned: "Even if Murong Chao can go back and succeed, what can Nan Yan do with his strength? Sandwiched between the two powerful countries of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and separated from us by the entire Central Plains, what can he do to help us?
On what?"
Yin Wei smiled slightly: "Nanyan's greatest benefit to us lies not in the army, but in the band."
Yao Xing asked suspiciously: "Band? What do you mean?"
Yin Wei's face began to turn pale gradually, and his voice became softer and softer: "The so-called ritual music expedition, since the emperor came out, the royal court band, in fact, is just like the jade seal handed down from the country, which indicates orthodoxy and has the power to unite people's hearts.
Maybe you Qiang people don’t think of the significance of destiny, but for us Han people, especially scholars, it is very important.”
"When the Western Jin Dynasty fell, the palace orchestra was acquired by Han and Zhao. Later, Later Zhao destroyed Han and Zhao and seized the orchestra. Then Ran Min established himself on his own, but did not pay attention to the orchestra. Yecheng was destroyed, and the orchestra was acquired by the former Yan. The former Qin destroyed the former
After the Yan Dynasty, this band moved to Chang'an. It was precisely because of this band that Wang Meng was willing to come out to assist Fu Jian, because in his opinion, this band in the former Qin Dynasty had legitimacy and was not as good as the one in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
The emperor is poor."
Yao Xing sighed: "When the late emperor destroyed the former Qin Dynasty, he asked Fu Jian for the jade seal and the palace band. It turned out to be for this legitimacy. Unfortunately, the city of Chang'an was destroyed, and the band was captured by Murong Yong of the Western Yan Dynasty, and was eventually transferred.
After the fall of the Later Yan Dynasty in Yecheng, this band must have returned to the Northern Wei Dynasty. It is sad to say that since the Yongjia Rebellion, nearly a hundred years ago, this orthodox court band of the Han people has been passed down from generation to generation, and its musicians are passed down from generation to generation.
It wandered around the world, traveled to various places, and was finally acquired by the barbarians on the grassland."
Yin Wei shook his head: "You are wrong. This band finally went to Yecheng with Duan Hong, Han Fan and others when they broke out from Zhongshan, and then was taken to Nanyan by Murong Beide. Now it is in Guanggu.
What I said about using Murong Chao's wife, children and mother to make a fuss is that I want you to use these two women in the future in exchange for Nan Yan's court band. With this, you are the emperor's true destiny, and Da Qin is the destiny of Guanzhong.
Only Han Chinese will be as sincerely loyal to you as Wang Meng. Ah Xing, you must take back the band, absolutely!" After saying the last two words, he suddenly tilted his head and dropped his hands feebly, getting angry.
Absolutely!
Yao Xing wiped his tears, let go of Yin Wei's hand, and murmured: "Awei, thank you. Even when you were dying, you still gave me so many words of advice. I will remember your words.
, I will definitely take it to heart. However, some things are not as you think, and I cannot possibly follow them all."
He stood up, turned his head and said in a deep voice to the outside of the house: "Yin Shangshu is dead! Go and ask Master Kumarajiva to perform his salvation!"
The cries of Yin Wei's family rang out behind Yao Xing. He strolled out and walked outside the house. A tall monk with a red cassock and a staff in his hand, with a face from the Western Regions, was none other than Kumarajiva, the master of the Later Qin Dynasty and a great Buddhist master.
As he entered, the sound of sutra chanting rang out, Yao Xing turned around and whispered to a guard beside him: "Send an order to the whole country, issue arrest documents to the sea, and quickly capture the fugitive Murong Chao. Remember, you must not hurt his life. If you have
Those who are caught will be given the title of general, and those who harm their lives will be from the Yi tribe!"
This chapter has been completed!