Chapter six hundred and twentieth eight not doing things uncomfortable
Murong Chui ran away, and it was absolutely impossible for Fu Jian to do nothing. He was clamoring to imprison the Xianbei people today. Perhaps, he would not start doing so right away, but Murong Wei believed that this vicious old man would definitely express his anger.
In the Xianbei Army.
As the current supreme commander of the Xianbei Army, Murong Wei must make an early decision.
Since you can't win a war, you can outwit it.
This is what Murong Wei is thinking about, how to get the maximum gain at the minimum cost, this is what he pursues.
Just when Murong Wei was nervously thinking about his next strategy, Murong Hong, who had just rushed out to arrange his spy, unexpectedly came back.
His steps were hurried and he was panting.
"Chetou (Murong Hong's small print), what's the news?"
Murong Hong originally had his own errand, which was quite important, but now he abandoned his errand and hurried back.
You know without asking that something big must have happened!
Then don't delay any longer, it will save trouble if you speak quickly.
Ever since Murong Chui and the others ran away, everyone in the Xianbei Army wanted to return. The huge Chang'an City could not contain the restless hearts of the Xianbei Army.
They are stubborn people, they are stubborn, and they actually have no interest at all in occupying a military fortress like Chang'an.
At this point, Fulong's estimate of them was still very accurate.
Murong Chui's departure was also a good thing for Murong Wei, who had always been mediocre.
In the past, as long as Murong Chui was around, he had to obey his uncle's command. Although his uncle was wise and wise, since arriving in Chang'an, Murong Wei gradually understood it.
However, I felt a little uncomfortable after all.
I think back then, if he hadn't been a sycophant to Murong Ping, the Xianbei nobles would not have fought among themselves to the point of splitting.
Murong Wei admitted that Murong Chui was more capable than him, but during these years in Di Qin, he often wondered whether he could do it without Murong Chui blocking him in front.
So Murong Chui ran away. He was even more excited than ordinary people, and his eyes burst out with a fanatical light.
My opportunity, Murong Jingmao, has come!
Surrounded by foreign leaders, Murong Hong didn't want to speak at first, but after a while he figured it out.
This matter can't be kept secret anyway, so it's better to just talk about it openly.
"The news just came from the inner palace, Fu Jian has changed his mind again and will not confine our Xianbei Army!"
what?
This old man Fu Jian is indeed a capricious person!
I can't believe even a single word of what he said!
"No more confinement?"
"Then what does he want us to do?"
"Are they all going to be driven out of Chang'an City?"
At the critical moment, Murong Wei was still reliable, but he soon realized that what Fu Jian was carrying was a profitless thing. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him not to be angry when Murong Chui rebelled, and he definitely did not have the heart not to attack the Xianbei clan.
Qinghe's death proves this point.
The only thing that could prompt Fu Jian to change his mind was that he had other intentions.
"You are right, Fu Jian does have another assignment."
Having said this, Murongde was no longer in a hurry, and his speaking speed slowed down a lot, as if he was waiting to attract more attention.
"Old Fu Jian has decided to attack Jin on a large scale!"
"This time, Fulong and the others can't persuade him. He has already issued an order to recruit powerful warriors and rangers in the city to join the Yulin Army."
"Even the three armies attacking Jin have found their generals and their marching route has been finalized!"
Good guy!
The marching route has been finalized!
This old man Fu Jian seems to be serious!
"How did Mr. Fu Jian arrange it?" Murong Wei became excited.
Murong Hong finally sat down and explained Fu Jian's arrangements one by one, explaining why Murong's information was so well-informed.
Of course it's because they have spies in the palace.
You don't have to be afraid.
Qinghe is dead and she has ascended to heaven. She does not have the spare time to continue serving the Murong clan.
It's just that besides Qinghe, Murong has other sources of information.
"What about our Xianbei Army?"
"It's impossible for Mr. Fu Jian not to arrange a mission for us. Tell me, where should we go?" Murong Wei was also full of expectations.
"Our mission has not been decided yet, but it seems that Mr. Fu Jian intends to let me lead the army."
"you?"
"Can it be done?"
Murong Wei was very hurt. Does everyone look down on him?
Do you think he can’t do it?
No!
This can't go on like this!
When others say he can't do it, he insists on showing it to them!
You must accomplish something, something big, something that will shock the world!
Others have not yet had high expectations for Murong Wei, but Murong Wei already thinks very highly of himself and has launched extensive plans.
Even though a small matter has not been accomplished yet, the good country has been ruined in one fell swoop, but I don't know where Murong Wei's confidence comes from by acting like this.
Could it be that this is some kind of common belief?
"From the very beginning, the goal of us Xianbei people has been very clear. We have never wanted to follow Fu Jian, and we have never truly surrendered to him. Over the years, we have been working under Di Qin, just to accumulate strength.
, waiting for the opportunity.”
"Now, the time has come!"
"We must strike first!" Murong Wei stood up, faced everyone, and said impassionedly.
"Jingmao, can you do it?"
"Is there any specific way?" Murong Hong rolled his eyes with disdain.
This wasn't because Murong Hong meant to look down on his brother. It was just that his brother was too good every day and he really couldn't build confidence in him.
"Of course I have a way!"
"Stop looking down on others!"
Murong Wei straightened his back, and his whole body suddenly stood upright. What man can allow others to say that he is not good?
Murong Wei is no exception, he was once an emperor!
When he was the emperor in the past, didn't these people just have to swallow their anger and live on his breath?
When we got to Fu Jian, someone actually wanted to step on his head!
That’s not true!
"Facing Di Qin, we cannot attack fiercely, we can only outwit them."
"When our plan is successful, we can immediately seize the inner palace and send out signals from the inner palace to let the various tribes in the city respond. By then, Chang'an City will definitely be in chaos!"
"Wouldn't it be nice if we took advantage of the chaos to run away again?"
Take advantage of the chaos and run away?
Murong Hong shook his head, could he run out?
Di Qin's soldiers were everywhere in the city. Since Fu Jian dispersed many clan nobles to various parts of the territory, he also realized that the defense of Chang'an City was somewhat empty.
In order to properly make up for this shortcoming, Fu Jian strengthened the vigilance and inspection of Chang'an City. Whether it was Xianbei or Qiang people, it was not easy for them to do anything casually.
Furthermore, although people in the city are now panicked, several generals are still stationed in the city. Murong Hong asked himself, with his ability, he really cannot defeat these people.
Since you can't beat him, you might as well listen to Murong Wei's so-called outsmarting plan, although Murong Hong didn't believe that he could succeed at all.
"I'm going to do this..."
Such a confidential event was about to be implemented. Of course, there was no reason to continue to hide it from several brothers. Murong Wei called all the most famous figures in the Xianbei Army to his side. As the saying goes, three stooges are better than others.
Pass a XXX.
What if these cobblers have any clever ideas?
Murong Wei led a group of cobblers and chattered for a long time. Everyone had different reactions. Some people nodded repeatedly, praising this as a brilliant idea.
Some people are still worried.
Such a person is Murong Hong.
He was several years younger than Murong Wei and had a sharp mind. He was originally unconvinced and could not be coaxed away with just a few words.
"What you said is simple. General Di Qin is still in the city, how can we act?"
"When the time comes, even killing Fu Jian won't be able to free us, so why should we do this?"
"It's just superfluous!"
To be fair, Murong Wei's strategy is feasible and has a high probability of success, but the follow-up work is a difficult problem.
As Murong Hong said, for the Xianbei Army, the biggest obstacle now is the fierce generals of Di Qin who are still stationed in Chang'an City.
Although the Jin army had wiped out several people for them, Fu Jian's men never lacked those who were good at fighting.
Apart from Liang Cheng and the others, there are also Shi Yue, Zhang Hao and others. These people all follow Fu Jian and have rich experience in fighting in the north and south.
Even if they succeed in the inner palace, how will they deal with the veterans outside the palace?
When the time comes, Fu Jian is dead, and Fulong is also dead. If Fu Jian really dies unfortunately, there is no doubt that the civil servants in the court may still celebrate him.
Because in their opinion, Fulong is obviously a more suitable candidate to be the king, at least at this stage.
Fu Jian dominates one side, but if he continues to allow him to strive for hegemony, it is very likely that the foundation of Di Qin that has been built with great difficulty will be completely ruined.
People in the court, especially some civil servants, still hope to have a stable place to earn a living.
Many of them don't have such a strong sense of right and wrong. Aren't they just making suggestions? Isn't it the same for whoever they follow?
If Fulong really comes to power, it will certainly be a bolt from the blue for the Xianbei and Qiang people in the city.
Fu Rong was different from Fu Jian. He was a very rational person. In these years, in front of Fu Jian, he always advised him to kill the nobles of various clans as soon as possible.
It can be seen what his attitude is towards these foreign leaders. Once Fulong comes to power, life will be difficult for the brothers.
Therefore, killing Fu Jian while not allowing the Di Qin nobles time to react and causing chaos in Chang'an City should be discussed together.
According to Murong Hong's wishes, they should be done at the same time!
Only in this way may there be a possibility of success.
But in his opinion, looking horizontally and vertically, he did not see the possibility of doing both at the same time and succeeding at the same time.
"Who said we have to start action now?"
Is this kid crazy?
Such a conjecture has arisen!
Murong Wei is neither stupid nor blind. Doesn't he know that there are many fierce generals in the city?
Of course he also knew that relying only on a few tribal leaders could not compete with Di Qin's army.
"When was that?" Murong Hong asked forcefully, with a bit of distrust in his eyes.
"Of course we will wait until the army sets out. By then, Fu Jian will definitely send all the generals to the front line. Not only are there no troops left in Chang'an City, but there are also very few capable generals left."
"When the time comes, we hurry up, are we afraid we won't succeed?"
"You mean, make a time difference?"
Murong Hong finally understood what kind of idea Murong Wei had. If so, if he could really seize a good opportunity, maybe he could really succeed.
"Exactly!" Murong Wei lowered his head excitedly, dear brothers, you finally understand my good intentions!
Murong was waiting for the opportunity, and Yao Qiang was also waiting for the opportunity, but their choices were completely different.
"Dad, this time, are we going to fight with Mr. Fu Jian again?"
Even more impatient than Yao Chang was his son Yao Xing.
These Di people should have been killed long ago, leaving them here is a waste of air and food!
Yao Chang could still admit his failure, but his son felt extremely good about himself and never felt that he should crawl at Fu Jian's feet.
"No, no, we're not going."
"We have to delay as much as possible and wait and see the situation."
The weather is getting colder here in Chang'an. Although the sun is still shining brightly during the day and the hot people are sweating profusely, at night, the weather will suddenly turn cooler and the whole body's muscles and bones will become a little tight.
The Yao family and his son gathered together, with a charcoal brazier in the middle. On the wooden stand, several skewers of fresh beef and mutton were sizzling and oily.
Yao Chang picked up a bunch and said proudly: "This time, Mr. Fu Jian made a hasty decision and didn't make all the preparations. Of course we have to stand still!"
"Let their Di Qin army set off first. Of course, my father will use some tricks to stay in Chang'an City as much as possible."
"Now that Murong Chui has also escaped, the power of the Xianbei Legion is no longer there. Ding Ling has a small number and is no match for us."
"Now is the time to seize Chang'an City!" Yao Chang clenched his fists and vowed to his son.
Unlike the Xianbei people who were bent on returning to their ancestral homeland of Longcheng, Yao Chang was targeting the easy-to-get piece of meat in Chang'an City.
Overthrowing Fu Jian and occupying the magpie's nest is the most trouble-free and labor-saving method. After Yao Chang weighed it a little, he believed that Yao Qiang's army already had such strength.
"Dad, we want to stand still, but can Fu Jian agree?"
"Then I really rely on you, daddy, and I might even entrust you with important responsibilities!"
Despite his young age, Yao Xing has a pretty good drinking capacity. As long as he has wine, he drinks heavily. This is what Yao Chang likes most about him.
He filled a bowl of wine for his son and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of?"
"We just need to wait together and wait and see what happens. Think about it, news has spread in the imperial city that Fu Jian has killed his little beauty Qinghe!"
"Think about it, Murong Chui and Murong Chong have both run away, and Qing He is also dead. How can those rude men in the Xianbei Army be able to swallow this breath?"
Yao Xing's eyes lit up and he immediately became excited.
"Then what Dad means is that the Xianbei Army will also cause trouble before sending out troops?"
The eyes of the two father and son flashed with cunning and uneasy light at the same time. They nodded excitedly, looking forward to this day coming soon.