In the camp, there is a large tent of the Chinese army.
Wang Can, Huang Zhong, Chen Dao, Pang De, Gan Ning and others are all there.
In addition, counselors such as Guo Jia and Zhang Liang are also there.
The expressions on everyone's faces became solemn, and everyone looked worried.
In the current situation, everyone understands that the situation is difficult.
A single eighteen-stick monk in the Shaolin Temple forced tens of thousands of Shu troops to withdraw. The psychological gap can be imagined. Even the morale of the army would be greatly affected.
In particular, this is because the eighteen-stick monks in Shaolin Temple did not attack with all their strength. If Xuanyuan and others had attacked with all their strength, the Shu army would definitely be defeated.
The Shu army will also collapse.
This is the fighting strength of a dozen people.
A mere dozen people are enough to rival tens of thousands of troops. This is an extremely terrifying thing.
Wang Can took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and said: "You have also seen the situation on the battlefield before. What do you think about this?"
Huang Zhong remained silent.
He is a general in the army, has strong martial arts skills, and knows how to use troops, but he feels helpless in the face of absolute force.
Just like a warrior with superb moves, in front of a military commander with great strength, no matter how fancy the moves are, no matter how exquisite the moves are, it will be of no avail.
Just reduce ten levels with one force!
Guo Jia opened his mouth and swallowed the words that came to his lips.
He was also helpless.
Just like when Wang Can's martial arts was unparalleled, he could be invincible and even sneak into the territory of the Tang Dynasty to stir up trouble. Now, there is a force beyond human strength in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, which makes it difficult for Wang Can to face it.
Zhang Liang suddenly said: "Your Majesty, people from the Shaolin Temple have appeared in the Tang Dynasty, but in this world, it is not only the Shaolin Temple, but also Taoist sects, Confucian sects, and even hundreds of other schools of thought, and even some other Jianghu forces."
"Under this premise, there is a Shaolin Temple in the Tang Dynasty, but what about our Shu Kingdom?"
"I am sure that there will also be some in Shu."
"So what we have to do now is to deal with domestic affairs. In particular, how to deal with these various schools of thought and people from Jianghu sects."
Zhang Liang's thinking was very clear and he talked eloquently, saying: "When it comes to numbers, we are far superior to them, but when it comes to martial arts, they can enter the imperial city with one sword and kill the members of the royal family.
Zuo is in chaos."
"So, you still have to think of a strategy to deal with it."
"Otherwise, the situation will be quite dangerous."
"This is my consideration. Please think again, Your Majesty."
Zhang Liang gave suggestions and pointed out the current situation, because in today's situation, this is indeed the case. One person's force value is enough to subvert a country, which is helpless.
Unless one's own side has equal strength.
But Wang Can didn't have it.
In the entire Shu Kingdom, Wang Can's martial arts is already at the top. He can defeat all the generals in the army with one sword. Under such a premise, he is no match for the power of Jianghu sects, so it will be difficult to solve the problem.
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Wang Can thought quickly and said: "We really have no solution to the current situation, but we must maintain the operation of the country. So my plan is to hide all the family members of the important officials in the court among the people."
"My heirs and family will also temporarily live in seclusion."
"Only Zhen'er is left to handle the government affairs, and the rest all leave."
“This way, there will be no worries.”
Wang Can looked at Guo Jia and Zhang Liang and said, "What do you think?"
Guo Jiadao: "The Supreme Emperor and the royal family members can indeed all move away, leaving only a few unimportant people. But there is no need for the descendants of the ministers to leave because they will not be threatened. They will be threatened.
The person who is the emperor is also the emperor and the emperor's relative."
After a pause, Guo Jia continued: "Wei Chen believes that the greatest possibility is still to directly find secular spokespersons like the Shaolin Temple, and then collect the benefits. They only need the secular emperor to surrender, and are unlikely to interfere with the secular operation.
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Zhang Liang nodded and said: "That's true!"
He agreed with Guo Jia's analysis.
After hearing the remarks, Wang Can suddenly became enlightened. He understood Guo Jia's analysis and the possible next direction. His eyes flashed with wisdom and he said: "The current situation is most likely to be like this, but
Must be prepared.”
"I immediately wrote a letter and sent someone back to Luoyang, asking Zhen'er to deal with it immediately. First, temporarily move his family out of the imperial city. As for these sects and major forces involved in the secular world, if they really appear, let's let them go for the time being.
Zhen'er is patient and does not conflict with the other party."
"Gather strength first, and then think about dealing with resistance."
Wang Can said: "This is a mature strategy to protect yourself to the maximum extent."
"The Emperor is wise!"
Huang Zhong and others also looked in agreement.
Everyone felt relieved for the time being.
That's all it can do for now.
Wang Can did not panic at all. He looked at Huang Zhong and ordered: "Han Sheng, you will still lead the army to guard the border. If the Tang army comes to attack, they will retreat immediately if they cannot resist it."
"I humbly obey my orders!"
Huang Zhong responded with clasped fists.
Wang Can looked at the rest of the people, his eyes flashed, and said: "Follow me and quietly return to Luoyang. Let's see what the situation is like in Luoyang, and then consider how to deal with it."
"Here!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Wang Can led his people to go north quickly, while Li Shimin, protected by the Eighteen-stick Monk, had already returned to Xiangyang first.
Entering Xiangyang, Li Shimin was mentally stable.
It's just that he was a little curious about the Shaolin Temple's purpose of looking for him.
To say that he is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva or the Buddha is too mysterious and he doesn't really believe it.
He asked several times, but Xuanyuan didn't say anything.
After the group entered Xiangyang, they did not go directly to the palace, but came to the south of Xiangyang City and arrived at the entrance of a temple.
On the plaque of the temple, there are three characters "Ci'en Temple" written on it.
Ci'en Temple is also a temple under the jurisdiction of Shaolin Temple.
This is a sect belonging to the Shaolin Temple.
In the backyard of the Main Hall of Ci'en Temple, in a courtyard.
An old monk in his early sixties, a treasure minister*, was sitting in meditation. Although his eyebrows and beard were gray, his temples were bulging, and his whole body exuded an aura of brilliance.
The most important thing is that, sitting in the courtyard, he seems to be integrated with the surrounding air. At first glance, the existence of the old monk is completely invisible.
Only if you look carefully can you see the old monk.
This person's name is Zong Jue, and he is the current abbot of Shaolin Temple. In terms of seniority with Xuanyuan, he is already Xuanyuan's great master, so there is a big gap in seniority.
"Boom! Boom!"
A knock came from the courtyard door.
Zong Jue opened his eyes, and in an instant, a light seemed to flash in his eyes. The sharp light was enough to make people's hearts tremble. His eyes fell on the door of the courtyard and ordered: "Come in!"
Zongjue's voice was very soft, but it conveyed a sense of firmness and determination, and even reached the ears of the monk at the door clearly.
The monk entered, clasped his hands together, and said, "Abbott, Senior Brother Xuanyuan is back."
Zong Jue said: "Let him come in!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order, the monk quickly left the courtyard.
At this moment, inside the gate of Ci'en Temple, Li Shimin looked at the lush temple and the pilgrims coming and going with a solemn expression. He was brought here by Xuanyuan, not at all voluntarily. He was brought here by Xuanyuan.
But, he also wanted to come.
Now there is a big crisis in Datang, which he cannot solve with his own strength. Under such circumstances, if extra power intervenes, Li Shimin also wants to try.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a monk came to Xuanyuan and said: "Brother Xuanyuan, the abbot please come over."
"knew."
Xuanyuan nodded and took Li Shimin to the backyard.
Not long after, the two arrived at Zong Jue's far gate. Xuanyuan bowed and entered. He saw Zong Jue sitting in the courtyard and saluted: "Disciple Zong Jue, pay your respects to the abbot!"
Li Shimin looked towards Zong Jue's position.
At first, he didn't see anyone.
Li Shimin rubbed his eyes, then looked intently, and saw Zong Jue in the courtyard. Although Zong Jue was sitting cross-legged, Li Shimin felt as if Zong Jue could become an immortal at any time, and he had completely
Blend with the surroundings.
This shocked Li Shimin extremely.
Gudong!
Li Shimin swallowed a gulp of saliva. He had also met monks in his previous life, and had even dealt with the monks and abbots of Shaolin Temple, and even the situation of the other party.
Today's situation is completely different.
The opponent's martial arts skills are probably even more powerful than Wang Candu's.
Li Shimin calmed down, clasped his palms together, and said: "Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, has met the abbot of Shaolin."
Zong Jue smiled and said: "The King of Tang is polite."
"sit!"
Zongjue waved his hand.
Li Shimin consciously sat down, but after Li Shimin sat down, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. Because he was in front of Zong Jue. Although Zong Jue gave him a feeling of spring breeze, Zong Jue's words seemed to have the feeling of golden rules, which made him
He couldn't resist.
Li Shimin calmed down and concentrated on the situation.
Zong Jue smiled slightly and said: "The King of Tang does not need to be on guard. If the old monk wants to harm the King of Tang, no one can stop him, even if he goes to heaven or on earth. But the old monk did not invite the King of Tang with the intention of harming the King of Tang.
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Li Shimin was even more afraid of Zong Jue, but he didn't show it at all. He still had a faint smile on his face and said, "The abbot invited me here. I wonder what we have to discuss?"
Zong Jue said: "Please ask the king of the Tang Dynasty to make the Shaolin Temple the state religion, and issue an edict to the Shaolin Temple, and make each Shaolin abbot a national teacher. In addition, 30% of the Tang Dynasty's annual tax revenue should be handed over to the Shaolin Temple."
brush!
Li Shimin's expression changed drastically.
He still accepts both the first and second items.
However, 30% of the annual tax revenue is paid to the Shaolin Temple, which means that Datang will have no money left, and it may even be very difficult for Datang to operate.
You know, in a country, there are countless officials and countless expenditures.
When it comes to disaster relief and helping people, money is required!
It involves distributing salaries and asking for money!
When it comes to war, even more money is needed!
All kinds of things require money to run. If the country has no money, nothing will run. (To be continued)