Chapter 558 Zhao Wujiu's multiple-choice questions

"If he could not eat the last thing on this last day, he would not have said all his previous efforts, and he would have been wiped out and his soul would be gone." Prime Minister Shangguan said lightly: "There is no way back."

Prince Rong couldn't help but smile and said, "It's no need to say that he must have eaten crabs."

Zen Master Huineng also proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I believe the Buddha was grateful for his sincerity and sent him a dream."

"Why would the Buddha treat him equally?" Prime Minister Shangguan shook his head and said seriously: "Cultivation is to cultivate the mind. If you want to break through, you have to look at yourself. When he was desperate, he came to the beach and saw this thing." He said, "It was not the first time he saw this thing, but it was covered with a helmet and armor, and its whole body was extremely hard, and it didn't look like a edible person."

Prince Rong laughed and said, "It's really not like it."

"It's too late to find it anymore, so I can only treat it as a living horse." Looking at Emperor Xinghua with a meaningful look, Prime Minister Shangguan said in a deep voice: "If you don't eat it, you will die at all times and vertically, and there will be a glimmer of life if you eat it."

Everyone heard the voice of the old prime minister. Although Shangguan Yunhe talked about it many times, he had never been as sincere as this time, and it was very listenable.

"He caught some live crabs and put them in the pot to cook. At first, the water in the pot was cold, and the crabs felt very comfortable. As the monk set the fire under the pot, the water temperature gradually increased, and the crabs were a little uneasy, so they began to climb upwards. The water temperature became higher and higher, and the crabs became more and more uncomfortable. They tried their best to scratch the pot, and the iron pot was rustling, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't climb out."

"The monk saw it and felt pain in his heart. He couldn't bear to suffer the crab, but he couldn't stop. So he was kind-hearted and picked up the lid of the pot, covered the pot, and recited the Buddha's name: 'Amitabha, good, good, it won't hurt after it is cooked. Sure enough, after a while, the water in the pot boiled, and the crab was cooked, and it stopped scratching and felt no pain."

Finally, his eyes swept over everyone and said softly: "In the end, the monk took out the red-cooked crab, knocked on the shell and tasted it. It was an unprecedented delicacy. Finally, he achieved the merits and became a golden body of the Arhat. The crab was also free from suffering."

After hearing this, the three of them laughed loudly, and Emperor Xinghua wiped his tears and said, "The Prime Minister is accustomed to fabricating..."

However, Prime Minister Shangguan shook his head and took an empty crab shell and said, "Your Majesty, this is not a fabrication. I have evidence." As he said that, he turned the crab shell over and pointed to a conical film in the shell and said, "In order to thank the crab, the arhat informed the Buddha that he built a Zen room in the crab shell, recited sutras day and night, and would sooner or later pass it to the west."

While speaking, he carefully cut it down along the bottom of the cone with a knife, took it out and flipped it, so that the inside was facing out, and showed it to the emperor a few. It turned out to be an Arhat-like thing, with a head and a body, and was sitting.

The emperor and the other two were shocked, and they also picked up the crab shell in front of them and made the same decision, but without exception, it seemed that the Arhat really turned into tens of millions and lived in every crab.

"My Buddha is merciful!" Zen Master Huineng said the Buddha's name and sighed: "If you can really save the crab, it would be a good thing to talk about." The old monk was superstitious. When he saw the little monk in the crab shell, he immediately believed it.

Emperor Xinghua smiled and said, "I understand what the Prime Minister means, but I don't know if I am the crab or the Arhat?"

Huineng and Prince Rong immediately took their breath and looked at Prime Minister Shangguan in a steady state. He heard him slowly said: "Your Majesty is a golden-body arhat, Your Highness and the National Master are physical arhats, both are arhats."

"What should I do with this crab?" Prince Rong pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, "This thing is quite miserable."

"There is no way." Shangguan Yunhe sighed and said, "The state affairs are so difficult and dangerous. If you are as good as before, you are good and everyone will be happy, the result will be bad." As he said that, he put down the crab shell and said in a deep voice: "The national treasury has suffered losses for more than ten years. It is no longer eating the grain of Mao, but eating the grain of Chen and Wu! If you don't have to wait until the hour of Mao, the finances will collapse long ago!"

"I believe in the saint's theory, don't you know that the saint said: 'If it is not a great destruction, it will not be easy to change?' But the situation has become worse and cannot be broken any more. It will naturally change, and it will change greatly!" Shangguan Yunhe looked at Emperor Xinghua calmly, and said word by word: "Just like that monk, if he had no choice, how could he touch those crabs with fangs and claws?"

The three of them were silent, and only heard the old prime minister's voice hoarseness: "It's like if you don't eat the first crab, you will never know the deliciousness of the crab. If you don't go to reform the Great Qi, you will never know the effect of the reform."

Emperor Xinghua still knew a little about the degree of state decay. In addition to trying to correct the consequences, he also had some intention of escaping. At this time, he faced the old prime minister and found that Shangguan Yunhe, who was originally well maintained, had become much older and weaker. He couldn't help but sigh: "Prime Minister is tired. I remember that you didn't have so much white hair before the New Year."

After hearing the emperor's words, Shangguan Yunhe's eyes turned red. He quickly lowered his head and choked up and said, "I, Shangguan, received the emperor's kindness in my family, and Your Majesty even took off his clothes and pushed food to the old ministers, and he was very favored. The old ministers dared not forget these graces at all times, so how dare they retreat without slacking off?"

His confession also made Emperor Xinghua feel deeply moved: "When my father was there, I told me many times that the Prime Minister was a national weapon and the Marshal was a national blade. If I ask me to believe it with him and let him use it, he will surely protect the Great Qi from falling." As he said that, he nodded slowly to the Prime Minister who was already in tears and said: "Don't worry, Prime Minister, I have never forgotten the words of the late emperor."

The old prime minister immediately knelt down and said, "My mislove of the late emperor and Your Majesty, the old minister is torn to pieces and cannot repay you!"

"Hurry up the Prime Minister." Emperor Xinghua looked at his younger brother.

Prince Rong quickly stood up and helped Shangguan Yunhe up, but said softly: "Zhao Ye, no one doubts your loyalty and ability, but have you ever thought about the crabs that they were cooked in a pot, which is really painful." He was a lobbyist elected by the royal relatives and nobles, so he naturally had to speak for them.

"Your Highness, those who ask you for help are not crabs." Shangguan Yunhe said hard: "They occupy 60% of the land in the world, but they do not contribute to the country. They put the burden of supporting a million troops and tens of thousands of officials on the people who only plow 40% of the land. They can't tell the truth no matter where they go!"

"The real crabs are those poor people. They are the ones who have suffered a lot and have to contribute everything to my Daqi!" Shangguan Yunhe gritted his teeth and said, "When I don't know, those wealthy families will eventually pass most of the tax onto the people!"

Prince Rong was frightened by the old prime minister's almost roaring voice, and was speechless for a moment. He could only hear the old prime minister continue to roar: "Now the court just wants them to share some of the burden and overcome unprecedented difficulties together! Before they were investigated for all kinds of crimes of annexing land, falsely entrusting their official positions, embezzling the national treasury, and corruption, they were stung and screaming? Can't they take it?"

The old man obviously had already been furious. At this time, the pouring out of Prince Taiping could not resist? Prince Rong looked like a mortal face and didn't know where to refute it.

Shangguan Yunhe snorted coldly and ignored him, bowed to the emperor, "Your Majesty clearly understands that although all the kings and ministers are the kings, the whole world is the kings and kings! The entire country of Da Qi is yours. Now the country is in trouble, and the common people have been drained. The empress only asks those 'king ministers' to hand over what they deserve. This is just a superficial and will not harm their roots."

After a long silence, Emperor Xinghua said slowly: "Are you afraid of being hated by these people?" Prime Minister Shangguan is worthy of being a stormy old fox. He woke the emperor up and those people were stealing your money. Sure enough, one move worked.

Hearing the emperor said this, the big stone that Prime Minister Shangguan's heart finally fell to the ground. He knew that the emperor was finally standing on his side. He let out a long sigh, his eyes lowered and said, "Since I have chosen to be loyal to Your Majesty, the old minister will no longer care about personal honor, disgrace, misfortune, and good fortune." He raised his eyes and looked at the emperor and said, "I just hope that Your Majesty will not let the Han family die for the sake of the weak minister."

Emperor Xinghua heard the Prime Minister explaining his funeral, and said with a stern expression: "Don't worry, Prime Minister, you are loyal to the country and are sincere. I will not let you slander you anymore." As he said, he said to Eunuch Huang next to him: "I will give the Prime Minister Shangfang's sword. Anyone who slanders the new policy or slanders the Prime Minister will be a third-rank official and then behead him first!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord." Shangguan Yunhe quickly kowtowed and bowed.

"I hope the people and officials and gentry don't work too hard," Emperor Xinghua said with a compassionate look on his face: "It's all my children, and the palms and backs of hands are all flesh..."

"The Lord is kind." Prime Minister Shangguan said respectfully: "As long as Da Qi can survive and win this battle, we will slowly compensate them."

"It's so good, thank you for your hard work in the Prime Minister..."

‘The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpies fly south. I circle the tree three times, and what branches can I rely on?’ Holding Shangfang’s sword, Shangguan Yunhe came out of Wanshou Palace, looking at the moon in the sky, and such a desolate poem rose in his heart.

The emperor agreed to him to continue the reform, but did not issue an imperial edict, strictly prohibiting the government and the public from criticizing the reform. But he gave him a Shangfang sword, so that he could see whoever he didn't like. Shangguan Yunhe knew very well about the emperor's little calculations, and that he would kill his country into a urinary pot, and it would be difficult to rescue him now. Then he kicked it away without any smudge.

Isn’t this to be a bitch and to set up a archway?

But even if you know this, you still have to do it? Such a big country must have someone who is willing to take responsibility, right?

The old prime minister sighed deeply, turned his eyes to the distant south, and murmured: "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, you must win this battle no matter what... Otherwise, my death will not be far..."

Under the same starry sky, it seemed as if he was feeling something. Zhao Wujiu looked up north, but his eyebrows were twisted into a trick. He had to admit that he was fooled... Qin Yutian first acted like a desperate attitude, hit the army of hundreds of thousands of people with his head, and even beat his master to death with the east wind, which made him suffer his first defeat.

No one has to believe that the Qin army, whose morale has risen, will definitely advance rapidly, pass the hurdles and kill the generals, and go all the way to Chaoge. Zhao Wujiu also believed this deeply, so he urgently ordered the water and land armies on the Chaoge front to block the Qin army at all costs, waiting for him to lead the reorganized army, cut off its retreat, and annihilate it in one fell swoop.

But who would have thought that the cruel character who wanted to return to China suddenly became like a loach. When he arrived in Muye City, he stopped going north, but rushed all the way eastward to the hinterland of Qi, killing people when he saw them, burning crops when he saw them, and directly became a robber. In a row, he swept away seven major grain-producing palaces, burning nearly ten million stones of new and old grains, and more than fifty cities. As for villages, towns were even more numerous.

Zhao Wujiu remembers that Prime Minister Shangguan said in the letter: "The results of the new policy for several years have been burned down in one day. The national and civilian power has more than five years of retreat! Is it tolerable, who is intolerable?" Seeing that, the old Prime Minister could not bear it anymore.

But Zhao Wujiu did not dare to order the garrisons in various places to resist because the group of robbers had another identity - the last 200,000 elite cavalry of Qin! His combat power and mobility were the best in the world. Just the eight thousand garrison troops were not enough to make people's teeth.

Zhao Wujiu knew very well that there was no way to start without a large army surrounding him or destroying the Qin army!

The other party's commander, Qin Lei and Qin Yutian, was obviously seriously underestimated before. Under his command, the Qin army seemed to be a dragon moving above the nine heavens, and had no idea where the next target would be. In this case, how could we talk about encirclement and annihilation?

Therefore, he ordered all prefectures, prefectures and counties to shrink into the city as long as they received the alarm, and rely on the strong city and high walls to resist the Qin cavalry. Even if the food is confiscated, he would not hesitate to do so. He would never be blocked outside the city by the Qin army in order to seize that little food, and they would be defeated by the Qin army in order to seize that little food.

As a result, hundreds of thousands of troops watched the Qin army rage within the territory, but remained silent.

He could bear it, but his subordinates were already in a state of rebellion. Even Wu Zhilong, who had always been calm, came over to ask for battle and said, "Master, the troops have been repaired and their combat power has basically been restored. When the soldiers heard that their hometown was ravaged, they were all trying to take revenge. The morale of the army is available!"

Zhao Wujiu smiled bitterly, withdrew his gaze and said softly: "As soon as Makinohara is defeated, the two forces of the Qin army merge, we will lose our initiative. Now we can only wait and see if they make enough noise, and we will naturally come back."

"Just wait like that?" Wu Zhilong said with a serious expression.

"Right, right," Zhao Wujiu said in a deep voice: "I want to see the situation in the south. According to reliable information, the Emperor of Qin was not in Qin Yutian's troops." He said in a low voice: "And he did not return to Hulao Pass."

Wu Zhilong couldn't believe it: "What does the Grand Marshal mean?"

"Wait!" Zhao Wujiu said firmly: "When you get the exact whereabouts of the Qin emperor, you will decide whether to go north or south!"

Wu Zhilong was finally convinced, nodded slowly, and sighed: "It's just a pain for millions of people in Daqi."

Zhao Wujiu said calmly: "No matter how arrogant he is, he is just a bandit. The autumn harvest will be over in a few days. When the time comes, the walls and clear the fields and shrink into the city, the Qin army will naturally not be able to stay."
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