Chapter 38 Thinking
Author: Yao Jishan
When the world is in turmoil, both the "Sword Whisperer" and the "Weapon Hidden Man" always appear.
The former may choose to act openly or secretly, while the latter will take action at the most critical moment. Once he takes action, the outcome will be determined.
For hundreds of years, this group of people can be seen in the big ones, like the rise and fall of dynasties, and the small ones, like the old and the new. The last time they appeared was at the end of the Han Dynasty and the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when Song Taizu sent his troops south.
From then on, they suddenly disappeared and never appeared again. They seemed to be far away from the world from now on, unwilling to pay attention to these mundane disturbances.
Now, more than forty years have passed, and the "Sword Whisperer" and the "Weapon Hidden Man" have almost become legends, but now one of them appears in front of Mang Tai, saying that he wants to help him, and his subordinates are indeed extremely capable.
With the help of experts, Mang Tai's state of mind was in chaos at that time. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was a stormy sea, and the aftermath has not dissipated to this day.
Today he held a banquet to entertain these distinguished guests. On the surface, he wanted to thank them for their life-saving grace, but in fact, he wanted to find out their details and get some accurate words from their mouths.
After all, no one will underestimate the name of "Sword Whisperer".
That power is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary martial arts experts. It indicates the rise and fall of a country and a country. Mang Tai has now seen one of them.
And just this glimpse of a leopard in the tube is enough to make Mangtai deal with it cautiously, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.
"I understand what the commander-in-chief means. Does the commander-in-chief think that Bush is a better candidate than you?"
Wang Kuang put down the wine cup, glanced at Mang Tai indifferently, and then turned to the window again.
The spring breeze blew across the sill, making the window paper flutter. Several branches were trailing sideways and diagonally across the window paper, and new buds could be vaguely seen on them.
Wang Kuang stared at the window paper and said leisurely: "The Central Plains is now old and disabled, and Dajin is like this new bud, and it is just around the corner to dominate the world.
However, my master thought that if the new branches were not properly maintained and tidied when they sprouted, they would easily grow crooked. Then Bush and the people behind him were like the branches that slanted out, rather than letting them go.
It grows indiscriminately and ruins the overall situation, so it would be better to..."
Wang Kuang stopped talking, stretched out his index and middle fingers, opened them, then closed them again, and then said with a smile: "Commander, you should understand what we mean, right?"
Cut off the branches and leave the trunk, this is what Wang Kuang means in his words. And the so-called branches are naturally Bulu Shi and his ilk.
Of course Mangtai understands this.
As a result, his expression became increasingly gloomy.
Hearing the meaning of these words, Wang Kuang and his master obviously knew him well and the person behind him, which made Mang Tai feel a little afraid.
He was already as sharp as a blade, but now his face sank, and the pressure was so real that anyone else would not even dare to look at him at this moment.
Wang Kuang was not afraid. He not only watched it with his eyes, but also took a leisurely sip of wine. Then he played with the gold cup holding the wine and said in a long voice:
"Golden cups of mellow wine are more intoxicating than the east wind."
Mangtai looked at him for a while, feeling a little admired in his heart.
A scribe who had no power to tie a chicken was more courageous than some warriors. The Jin people respected warriors the most, so his expression softened and he smiled:
"Sir, you are so brave. Your master must also be a hero."
Wang Kuang helped the case and said with a smile: "My lord plans strategies and sees the world as a chess game. He is an extraordinary person. I am here today, which also expresses my lord's intention."
If the commander-in-chief is willing, I will stay here temporarily to assist him in his success. If the commander-in-chief is not willing, it doesn’t matter. After all, you and I have already gotten to know each other, and there will always be a day when we meet again. But—"
He suddenly protracted his words, glanced at Mang Tai vaguely, and tapped his finger lightly on the wine cup:
"The so-called timing, current situation, and current situation all move and change with time. When we meet again in the future, it is hard to say what the situation will be like between the subordinate and the commander."
Mang Tai Surong listened without even moving his eyes.
Even though there were waves in his heart again.
This is a threat.
In other words, this swordsman and the power behind him are not incapable of turning the gun. Today we are friends, but tomorrow we may be enemies.
Mangtai's brows furrowed again.
After spending many years in the court, he learned a truth:
It is more difficult to remain unchanged than to change.
Just two years ago, the ruling and opposition parties were evenly matched, and no one dared to make any bold advances. The entire situation maintained a delicate balance.
This kind of balance is actually the best and safest. If possible, Mangtai hopes to live peacefully like this for the rest of his life.
However, there are always people who are not content with this kind of comfort.
Especially those people in the center of the whirlpool are struggling desperately to survive so as not to be submerged.
As a result, the balance was broken, and Mangtai had to accept the reward and came to Baishuang City.
In fact, he didn't want to step into such a storm at all, and when he first received the appointment, he even considered bringing his entire family with him.
If you want to protect yourself in a chaotic situation, staying away from the place of right and wrong is an excellent choice.
But in the end, Mangtai gave up this plan.
He is already in the game.
Even if he takes his whole family to the edge of the world, he can't escape the troubles that surround him, especially in this situation. Sitting on the wall and watching the road, swinging from side to side is tantamount to playing with fire. If he doesn't do well, he will become an outcast.
, by then, his whole family will probably die.
The imperial capital Changli looks very peaceful, but secretly it is turbulent. Especially in the past year, the situation in the court has changed rapidly. Even as far away as Baishuang City, you can feel the power that is ready to move.
His Majesty is already over sixty and is not in good health, but His Highness the Crown Prince now does not even have the opportunity to govern personally. On the contrary, several princes often show up in political affairs, and the atmosphere in the harem has gradually spread to the court.
The wind suddenly picked up and ruffled a pool of spring water.
Mangtai only recently learned this phrase from the Central Plains.
He deeply felt that it was extremely appropriate to describe the Jin Kingdom at this time.
Originally, he wanted to delay for a while, until the court situation was more stable and the chessboard was clearer before he could make moves, but the appearance of Wang Kuang and others forced him to advance his plan.
Thinking of this, Mangtai felt even more depressed, as if he was stuck in a swamp.
"Commander, don't be anxious. Let's have a glass of wine first. I'm not going to ask the commander for a reply right away." Seeing that he seemed extremely worried, Wang Kuang persuaded him and filled the wine cup in front of him.
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Mang Tai kept stroking his forehead with his hands, and the wolf head tattoo became more and more sinister under his thick palms. It was completely different from the distress on his face at this moment, and it actually looked a bit ridiculous.
Chapter completed!