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"What can you do?"
Wei Jiu was sitting behind the wooden desk minding his own business, holding a beautiful maid beside him with one hand. She was delicate and fragrant. She had a bottle of wine in her hand and took a sip. It felt very comfortable.
In the hall in front of them, there were eight women wearing tulle and graceful postures dancing to the music. They had some charm. After hearing Wei Bao's words, they didn't take it seriously.
No matter what the general Wei Mou does, it has nothing to do with them.
Besides, General Xiao Wei Mou now controls Daliang City and has military power, so what can they do.
Although they are all descendants of the late king, Wei Jiu is not dead yet.
"Sure enough, Wei Mou wants to do something evil and usurp the throne. Wouldn't my brother hear about the affairs of the Grand Duke's descendants?"
"How tragic!"
Wei Bao was still angry and angry when he saw that his brother was unmoved and even indulged in wine and sex. After the Tian family replaced Qi, there were basically no descendants of the Taigong.
That's the price!
As expected, Wei Mou wanted to replace him, and they, the descendants of the late king, had no chance of surviving.
"What's the rush?"
"Xiao Wei Mou still doesn't dare to do this. If Lord Xinling usurped the throne, it would still be possible. Why should Xiao Wei Mou usurp the throne?"
"It took eight generations of reproduction and hundreds of years of fertility for the Tian family to reach its current prosperity. In my opinion, the most that Wei Mou did was coerce Wei into pretending to be a military force."
No matter how you say it, Lord Xinling was considered a member of the royal family at the beginning. Therefore, after the victory over Qin, his reputation flourished throughout the Xia Dynasty, and all the previous kings were afraid of him.
But if Lord Xinling had usurped the throne, there would definitely be many people in Daliang City who would respond.
However, Xiao Wei Mou was only a military general. Above the temple, the civil servants had no background, and he could only control most of the military generals. He did not have the qualifications at all.
What's more, given the current situation, clamoring for Wei Mou to usurp the throne can only cause chaos and give Qin a chance!
For the Qin State, Xiao Wei Mou was the one who must be killed.
"Really?"
Hearing his brother's words, Wei Bao felt relieved.
It seems...this possibility is not small.
But in short, if Xiao Wei Mou dares to do something like this, there is no guarantee that he will not think too much about it.
"Remember..., the most important thing now is to defeat the Qin general Wang Ben. Do you have this ability in the Great Wei Kingdom?"
"Or does Wei Jie have this ability?"
"None of them. This is what Wei Mou is so proud of."
"And next..., if the Qin general Wang Ben can be defeated, there is only one way waiting for Xiao Wei Mou! If he cannot defeat the Wei state, there is only one way waiting for Xiao Wei Mou."
Wei Jiu smiled coldly. Although he looked relaxed at the news Wei Bao said, deep in his heart, everything was already going through him, clamoring at the moment Wei Mou made that decision.
He is already dead.
The Great Wei Kingdom will not allow such people to exist. If the situation were not critical at this moment, Wei Mou would not be stable.
As soon as he finished speaking, he drank the wine from the wine bottle in his hand.
"But...brother, if we can't defeat the Qin generals Wang Ben, Su Qin, and Xinlingjun, what about the water attack method?"
Wei Bao has always been convinced by the elder brother theory. If Wei Ji had not been born a few years earlier, we still don't know who holds the throne now. Since he is clamoring for Wei Mou, there is no need to worry.
Then it fell on the great Wei State.
The method of water attack spread quickly in Daliang City, and Su Qin and Lord Xinling both asserted that the method of water attack could absolutely defeat Daliang City.
Wei Bao felt that he had overstated his point.
When the Wei State was rich and powerful, it moved its capital from Anyi to Daliang City. The outer wall of Daliang City was 13 feet high and 10 feet thick. It had rammed earth inside and stone strips outside, making it almost a square wall.
The inner royal city is even worse, with thick walls built entirely of bricks and stones. There is not even rammed earth inside the wall. With such a wall, even if you throw rocks, crossbows and other equipment, you can't even make a big hole out of the wall.
Not to mention, the food and grass in Daliang City are abundant and the treasury is full, so it is absolutely no problem to defend it for one or two years, or two or three years.
How could a mere water attack attack Daliang City?
Su Qin, Lord Xinling's words are exaggerated.
"How do I know?"
Wei Jiu glanced at Wei Bao. He was not familiar with military affairs and could not judge the meaning of Su Qin and Lord Xinling's words. However... if we talk about attacking Daliang City with water.
But it is somewhat unlikely.
"Then I'll wait... I'll have to wait first?"
"If Wei Mou cannot stop Qin General Wang Ben, what can he do?"
Wei Bao still felt uneasy.
In fact, since the Qin State came out from the east, destroyed Han, destroyed Zhao..., only the Great Wei State was left among the three Jin countries.
If Wei Mou cannot stop the Qin State, it means that the Qin State will successfully attack and destroy the Wei State. The fate of these royal people can be seen from the fate of South Korea and Zhao.
"Get ready."
Wei Jiu thought for a while and could only do this.
"That's fine."
Wei Bao nodded. In fact, he had already made preparations. If the Wei State really couldn't bear it, then he would go to Chu State or Qi State. The Xia Dynasty was so big that there was still room for them.
Ruoyan had this idea a few years ago and was still a little scared. Today, the Han and Zhao royal families have collapsed, and the great Wei Kingdom... seems to be inevitable.
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"What do you junior fellow apprentices think of Wei Mou's move?"
Awesome and upright, gentle and graceful.
In a corner of Daliang City, a group of Confucian disciples gathered together, and news from the city naturally started to pour in. An hour ago, news came from the royal city that the imperial troops were outside, and they had already deduced it.
Even though there is a lot of nonsense in Daliang City right now, it doesn't hurt the foundation...
With a different kind of aura spreading around him, Yang Kuanwen stood in front of the hall and looked at the junior disciples who followed him to the Wei Kingdom this time, feeling a little emotional.
If it is not a matter outside the Great Wall of Liaodong, there is no need for Confucians to get involved in this matter.
"Haunting Wei Mou used troops to coerce the king of Wei. This move is similar to the vending fist."
"Although it is for military advice, it is also needed by the current situation."
"Move troops to defend the center, Qin will attack Daliang City with water!"
The Confucian talked straight but stepped forward, wearing a simple and elegant light white brocade robe, with handsome eyebrows, and expressed his views and opinions.
Although Wei Mou's move was inappropriate, if it were not for this, the great Wei state would be in danger.
"Although Wei Mou was hampered by the situation and used troops to deal with it,... this method is not appropriate."
"He must die."
Shao Guangqing, a Confucian scholar, came out and bowed his hands in a salute, shouting that Wei Mou was not a wise man.
"Where is the ovary?"
"Come here with me this time and let's talk about it."
Yang Kuanwen nodded. What the two junior brothers said was correct, but... that was not what he wanted. His eyes flickered and fell on another person in the hall.
Although this person entered Zisi's lineage not long ago, he is extremely talented and deserves to be cultivated.
"Whether you deploy your troops to defend the center or keep your troops outside."
"It's hard for the Wei State to sustain itself."
"Xiao Wei Mou's move... can delay a lot of time."
Wearing a light blue Confucian robe, he bowed in line, his brows rose and fell, his hands and feet were as gentle as jade, his delicate face met the gaze of his senior brother Yang Kuanwen, and he spoke slowly.
"Tell me about it?"
When they came to Wei State, they were of course working with hundreds of families to contribute their strength, hoping to help Wei State survive. However, if the situation was determined by fate, how could manpower change it?
"The fundamental method of attacking Daliang City by water is to penetrate the ditch in the northern section of Honggou, and use the power of the coming flood season to flow the vigorous water into the Daliang moat."
"Although Daliang City is strong, if it is besieged by a flood, there is only one way out, and the Qin army has many weapons to break the city."
"Wei Mou is raising troops outside, and Wang Ben not only has 50,000 elite cavalry in his hands, but also more than 100,000 Mongolian troops outside the Qin State Pass to support at any time, and there is also a 100,000 elite army from Yang Duanhe in the land of Julu."
"Therefore, no matter whether we defend the center or defend the outside, we cannot restore the situation in Wei."
The clear words fell and lingered in the hall. Everyone heard them, looked at each other, nodded, and agreed with this strategy, and... even if Wei Guo can insist on it now.
When the main force of Qin General Wang Jian's army moved south, there was no escape.
As for the situation of the Yan State, they were even more aware that the coalition forces of the Yan State, Can Zhao and other parties seemed to be powerful, but in fact they had insufficient combat power to face the real main force of the Qin State.
What a disaster!
At most, Wang Jian could be restrained in Qin for a period of time. It would be impossible to defeat the main force of Qin.
"The situation in Wei is irreversible."
"So, we should change our next strategy."
Yang Kuanwen nodded in response.
That's what I'm thinking about, Wei Guo...if it's good, it won't be destroyed this year.
It is really difficult to make up for the decline that has occurred over the past century.
"What should I do, senior brother?"
In the hall, many Confucian disciples looked over.
Hundreds of families in Daliang City have their own actions. Farmers and Mohists are more likely to join the army. They must also take action. Otherwise, it will not be in line with the previous agreement and it will not be in line with the purpose of their trip to Xiaoshengxian Village.
"Listen to my words."
"..."
Yang Kuanwen smiled again, faced the gazes of the junior fellow apprentices, took a step closer, and spoke out his thoughts.
Their trip represents Confucianism.
They also represent themselves.
Sure enough, if the Wei State is successful this time, the Confucian leader can be appointed!