"Huh! Is this the land of Liaodong? It's now that we make great achievements!"
At the mouth of the Xiongjin River, a group of people rushed off the boat in a confused manner, led by Wu Chengsi and Wu Sansi.
Perhaps with the foundation of training in Lingnan, the Wu family who came this time is generally in good health. Whether it is the bumpy boat ride or the adaptation to Liaodong, it is faster than ordinary people.
In comparison, the people who got off the other boat looked more embarrassed, shaking their heads, their legs were weak, and some even fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Looking at Li Jingye, who was guarded by a group of attendants and barely stood up straight, Wu Chengsi sneered disdainfully: "This British prince is not as good as us, and he still wants to go into battle to kill the enemy?"
Wu Sansi shrank his head, a little scared: "Brother, are we really going to the battlefield?"
Wu Chengsi was full of confidence: "Why are you panicking? If this battle is dangerous, don't you see those Guanzhong nobles swarming over? It is precisely because they are sure to win that they all move here. We are following behind.
If you get some credit, how happy will your aunt be when you go back?"
Wu Sansi hadn't seen Empress Wu for a long time, and her thoughts had already faded away. But seeing Wu Chengsi's increasingly majestic appearance, his desire was aroused again, and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Okay!"
Wu Chengsi walked forward. Just after taking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something. He took out a volume of "The Thousand Character Essay" from his backpack and held it in his hand: "Let's go!"
Recently there have been many false rumors in Beijing, slandering him for not letting go of the "Shuo Wen Jiao" scroll. Now he needs to use practical proof to show others that he clearly read "The Thousand Character Essay"!
Even if others come to take the exam, he is not afraid, he is very serious about studying!
To Wu Chengsi's disappointment, the Liaodong soldiers he saw along the way were walking in a hurry, and they obviously had no intention of distinguishing their cultural level.
To Wu Chengsi's delight, an acquaintance was waiting outside the Governor's Mansion.
When Wu Chengsi saw him, he couldn't help but step forward quickly: "Captain Guo!"
Guo Yuanzhen came over and saluted: "Duke Zhou, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Wu Chengsi was a little flattered, but he couldn't help but feel jealous.
Although this is a sixth-grade captain and he is a first-grade Duke, the power gap between the two is huge.
Guo Yuanzhen is Li Yuanfang's close confidant and an outstanding internal guard. If the battle to destroy the country goes smoothly, the promotion opportunity will be logical. By then, he will be the second youngest fifth-rank official in the court, with a bright future.
In comparison, he only has the title of Duke and no real power at all. Even though he is the nephew of the Queen Mother, he still has to smile at the other party.
Guo Yuanzhen took in his unnatural expression, confirmed that Wu Shizi had not changed at all, and smiled even more: "I have arranged your accommodation, please!"
Zhu Wu followed him without any hope.
What they saw on the road secretly frowned at the dilapidated environment here. After all, they were used to living in luxury houses in the two capitals before, and suddenly coming to this place seemed to have returned to the Lingnan period. It was difficult to transition from luxury to frugality, and they were very uncomfortable.
But when they arrived at the residence arranged by Guo Yuanzhen, they discovered that it was the best place to live near the Governor's Mansion, and there were many servants coming in and out to clean it. It was obvious that they were not dealing with it casually.
Wu Chengsi was very surprised: "Thank you so much, Colonel Guo!"
Guo Yuanzhen smiled and said: "Duke Zhou is too polite, this is what should be done..."
He checked it again personally and made sure that there were no flaws before he handed over his hand and said: "Duke Zhou is commanding Ruoding at Duke Bian's mansion. He hopes that we can also cooperate with each other in Liaodong. We are busy with official duties, so I will leave now. If necessary,
Please feel free to come and find me."
"well!"
Wu Chengsi was filled with praise. He watched Guo Yuanzhen leave and said to his brothers: "Do you see, this is the treatment of meritorious ministers. You should also learn from me and work hard to revitalize the Wu family!"
The children of the Wu family responded irregularly: "I understand!" "Big brother is mighty!" "Everyone is superior to others. This is how relatives should be treated!"
However, in the next few days, they discovered that Guo Yuanzhen's attitude was just an exception.
When other courtiers saw this group of scoundrels, they still avoided them one after another. When they asked the lower-level soldiers, they all responded blankly. They quickly returned to the point where their grandma doesn't love their uncle as much as they do.
Until the British gentleman Li Jingye came to visit.
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Just when Wu Shizi was arranged by Guo Yuanzhen to live in a good place, Li Jingye also came to his courtyard and looked at this remote house with dissatisfaction, his face gloomy.
His life is very difficult now. It might not be wrong to say that he has betrayed his family, but he has also lost most of the connections he had in the past.
When he learned that he could come to Liaodong, Li Jingye hesitated. He knew that if he really agreed, the disciples from Guanzhong gathered in the mansion, as well as Li Shoujie, who was now lying half-dead in the Danyang County Duke's mansion, would all turn against him.
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But after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to come.
Because after this incident, he realized that the Guanzhong Xungui were really declining, and he would not be able to please them if he mixed with them, so he might as well imitate Li Yuanfang.
Why is Li Yuanfang so trusted by saints? Isn't it because he doesn't associate with those aristocratic families, and all his subordinates are talented people from poor families!
Li Jingye also wanted to take this opportunity to sever ties with the disciples of Guanzhong, and then make great contributions to destroying Silla. In the future, he would inherit the honor of his grandfather and serve as the founder of Yitong Sansi.
But that is to say, when his former friends all avoided him and the road was deserted, the British man felt extremely uncomfortable and felt even more hesitant.
If he could not make enough contributions in Silla and was not appreciated by the saints, wouldn't it mean that he would not be able to please both ends and both ends would be in vain?
Standing in front of the courtyard gate, Li Jingye was in a daze for a while, until a familiar voice came from behind: "Da Lang?"
He looked back and saw Li Jiongxiu standing behind him. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "Maozhi! Come! Come in and sit down!"
The two were just ordinary friends before, not very close, but now when they met Li Jongxiu, Li Jingye really felt like he was surprised to meet an old friend in a foreign country. He pulled his sleeve along the way, sat down affectionately inside, and even handed him a glass of wine himself.
Buttermilk: "Maozhi came to Liaodong early, it's such a hard work!"
Li Jongxiu thanked him and took it. He was used to drinking tea after a few sips and felt a little fishy. He put the cup down and said, "It's bitterly cold here. I was seriously ill before. Da Lang should also pay attention!"
Li Jingye nodded: "Thank you Maozhi for your concern. This is a great opportunity to make contributions. I cannot be absent due to illness."
Li Jiongxiu's eyes flashed, just in time to start the topic: "Dalang came at the right time. In the past, the old prince destroyed Goryeo and honored the book house. Now Dalang has destroyed Silla, and he is so powerful that he has spread the word to the generals. The wind is still fierce.
Yes, it’s really a good story!”
Li Jingye was greatly relieved and immediately asked: "What is the situation in Liaodong now?"
Li Jongxiu said: "The internal guards have basically figured out the situation of Silla's senior officials. Among them, there are those who are interested in the Tang Dynasty, those who compete with the King of Silla for power, and some who are mediocre in name only. There is no need to worry about them!"
"What's even more ridiculous is that in order to gain fame, the king of Silla actually spread rumors that the royal family of Goryeo and them had the same origin, and that Baekje also belonged to the three Koreas, which made the survivors of the two countries furious. I think the land of Silla was taken
It’s so easy!”
"It's a pity that Colonel Guo was timid and restrained us..."
After all, Li Jingye is the direct grandson of Li Ji. It is impossible to say that if you give me 30,000 elite soldiers, I can destroy Silla. After hearing what Guo Yuanzhen did, he nodded slightly and said: "What Colonel Guo did
, but it is a mature and prudent thing to do. My grandfather also warned me many times that when using troops, you should consider defeat before thinking about victory. Be very cautious and don't be careless in the slightest!"
Li Jiongxiu looked at him carefully, leaned forward, leaned over and whispered: "Dalang, my achievements will be blocked by this mature and prudent person!"
Li Jingye's pupils shrank and he fell silent.
The noble children have received the highest education. They may have character flaws, but they are not unclear deep down in their hearts. Now the internal guards are adopting the most stable tactics. If they continue to fight like this, they will definitely be able to win at the minimum cost.
Get the final victory.
But the problem is that by following this method step by step and bulldozing everything one after another, the achievements they can make will be extremely limited.
When personal merit conflicts with national merit, how to choose?
Seeing that he was silent instead of scolding, Li Jongxiu felt confident and spoke more directly: "Now that the Tang Dynasty has conquered the world, there are not many foreign wars. If Silla is destroyed, there will still be war with Tubo.
Compared with Tubo, which had a great victory over the Tang army, Silla is definitely easier to deal with."
"This battle is certain to be won. Those small countries don't need to be so cautious. We should be allowed to lead our own troops, attack cities and land, and build meritorious deeds. Now that the internal guards are blocking it, they want to show off their capabilities. It is really too selfish!
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"God is really helping us when Dalang comes here. I hope Dalang will act accordingly!"
Li Jingye shook his head and said: "What you are doing is giving people a handle, which is extremely unwise. If you win, it will be fine. If you lose, if you lose the army, it will be a serious crime. Who can bear it?"
"How could it be defeated?"
Li Jiongxiu was a little disdainful, with a half-smile on his face: "Did Dalang go to the inner prison for a second time, and he really feared the inner guards like a tiger?"
Li Jingye couldn't hear this the most, and his face darkened: "If I was afraid of the internal guards, why would I come here? Then Li Yuanfang didn't dare to do anything to me, why didn't he let me out completely?"
Li Jongxiu nodded quickly: "Ah, yes, it is precisely because Dalang is a British prince, different from me, that we have come to ask you to make the decision? Is it possible that Dalang is willing to miss this great opportunity and watch the whole process?
Luo’s country is subjugated?”
Li Jingye was moved, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to confront the inner guard head-on. Suddenly his brows moved, thinking of the idiot family sitting in the same boat, and he showed a wise smile: "It doesn't matter, I am
I’m willing to speak out for you, but I can’t do it alone. We need a Duke to come forward to make this matter absolutely foolproof!”