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Chapter 512 Xun Kuang chaos in the grassland

 Chapter 512: Xun Kuang chaos in the grassland

It is precisely because of fear that he pays attention to it, and Nurhaci is quite afraid of Temujin.

Nurhaci and Temujin have similar backgrounds. They are both younger brothers of a chanyu, but they both took the position of chanyu. This made Nurhachi become deeply curious about Temujin.

In order to fully understand Temujin, Nurhachi did a lot of investigations, and the more information came back, the more he admired and feared Temujin.

In just three years, Temujin not only changed the fate of the Xiongnu who were about to be exterminated, but also about to make the Xiongnu the new overlord of the grassland.

After Nurhachi thought about it, he discovered that if he were in Temujin's position, even if he could finally do it, he would not be like him, without any sloppiness.

After saving others by himself, Nurhachi has regarded Temujin as his biggest opponent in his life, and this time in order to plot against Temujin, he even took the initiative to give the Han people a chance to grow.

What Nurhachi wanted was just to create an enemy for Temujin, and also to buy time for himself.

Facing an opponent like Temujin, Nurhachi became a little unconfident. He was not sure of defeating Temujin head-on, so he sought stability.

Huang Taiji on the side was already stunned. Now that Xianbei has not been destroyed, his father has already thought so far-reaching?

It should be noted that Nurhaci’s calculations included the Xiongnu, the Jin army, and even the Liaodong countries. The calculations are so far-reaching that it is simply jaw-dropping.

Did Amma really come up with this strategy?

Huang Taiji suddenly felt that the father in front of him was a bit strange, and he seemed to have never really understood Amma.

"Ama is wise." Huang Taiji looked admiring, then suddenly remembered something, and said immediately: "By the way Ama, Temujin seems to have guessed something about uncle's death."

Nurhachi frowned immediately when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "Are you not doing things cleanly?"

"Absolutely impossible."

Huang Taiji quickly denied it. After seeing this, Nurhachi pondered for a moment and sneered: "Temujin, Temujin, if Yu Fulo hadn't died at the hands of Zhao Zilong, he would have definitely died at your hands. The two of us still have

It’s really similar, but the one who wins must be me, Nurhachi.”

Seeing this, Huang Taiji asked cautiously: "Amma, do you think Temujin will use this news to cause trouble for us?"

"It's unlikely. On the grassland, strength will always speak for itself. Such behavior is basically meaningless.

But we have to be careful, I will leave this matter to you. If it is done well, you will be the commander of the expedition against Goguryeo."

Huang Taiji was overjoyed when he heard this and said quickly: "Thank you, Ama."

After Huang Taiji left, an old man walked out from behind and said to Nurhachi: "Chanyu, Wuhuan's crisis has been resolved, so I won't stay any longer."

Nurhachi took a deep look at the old man, then took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Sir, do you really not consider staying? I am willing to treat him as a teacher."

The old man smiled calmly and said: "Chanyu, if you knew my true identity, I'm afraid you wouldn't say that."

"In addition to his identity as a Confucian elder, does Mr. Xun have other identities?" Nurhaci asked doubtfully.

"The current Confucian leader Xun Shuang is my nephew, and I was the last Confucian leader. Does Shanyu know that he can serve as the leader of a family? What does this mean?"

Nurhachi was stunned for a moment. Although he yearned for the colorful world of the Central Plains, how could he possibly know the core secrets of hundreds of schools of thought?

Seeing Nurhaci shaking his head, the old man smiled and said: "It means at least having first-class internal strength cultivation. Now Shanyu knows what it means to invite me."

Xun Shuang became the leader of Confucianism twenty years ago, and this man was actually the previous leader of Confucianism. So he is... Xun Kuang (Kang)!!!

Nurhachi reacted instantly, and then he was suddenly shocked.

The internal warriors in the Central Plains are basically older, and the higher their internal strength. This person had a first-class internal strength twenty years ago, but what about now twenty years later?

I actually stayed alone for so long with a person who could kill me instantly!

Nurhaci subconsciously took a few steps back, and said with some embarrassment: "Sir, it's Shan Yu Meng Lang."

Nurhachi originally thought that the old man surnamed Xun was just a Confucian who had no ability but no strength. In this case, it would be okay for him to stay around and use him for a while.

After all, if it hadn't been for this old man's advice, he wouldn't have been able to wake up from the temptation to annex Xianbei so quickly.

But who would have thought that this old man was actually the top master in the world, and no one in his family could stop him, so how could Nurhachi dare to keep him by his side?

After all, Xun Kuang was a Han. If he stayed with Nurhachi, wouldn't that mean that he would put his life in Xun Kuang's hands?

The old man didn't care about Nurhachi's reaction. Anyway, the purpose of this trip to make the alien races restrain each other has been achieved. Even if he stayed, he wouldn't be able to truly help the alien races.

"Chanyu, I take my leave." The old man cupped his hands and said with a smile.

Nurhachi said with a 'regretful' look on his face: "Sir, walk slowly."

Looking at the old man's disappearing back, Nurhaci couldn't help but sigh: "There are so many talented people in the Central Plains. If we can unite as one, how can we survive in our grassland?"

At this thought, Nurhaci couldn't help but feel lucky. Although there were not as many capable people and strangers in the grassland as in the Central Plains, the unity among the people was a hundred times better than that of the Han people.

"Just continue to fight among yourself. The country of the Han people will one day belong to me, Nurhachi."

Nurhaci sneered and muttered to himself, without any anger at Confucian use. In his opinion, this was just mutual use, and it was not always certain who was taking advantage of the other.

At the same time, Xun Kuang, who had walked away, also came back, looked in the direction of the Wuhuan military camp, and said to himself: "Hu Zhao, Hu Zhao, you are a legalist, but you let me, a Confucian, wipe your ass.

But if it hadn’t been for this trip, I really wouldn’t have known that there were so many talented people among the foreign races.”

As soon as he thought about this, Xun Kuang's face couldn't help but become solemn.

"Fortunately, in this life, two, no, several geniuses were born in the grassland, otherwise our Chinese people would really suffer."

When he thought about the chaotic situation in the Central Plains and the Confucian strategy of casting a net everywhere, Xun Kuang shook his head helplessly.

"Xun Shuang, Xun Shuang, I, a Confucian, have a good hand, but you have beaten me to pieces. After the chaos, there will be great order. When the time comes, what should I do if you call me a Confucian?"

At this time, the images of many young Confucian talents such as Xun Yu and others emerged in Xun Kuang's mind one by one.

"After all, this world belongs to their young generation, I'd better stay out of it!"

——————

Sizhou, Luoyang, a Taipingwei stronghold.

"Envoy Zuo, there are two pieces of good news coming from below."

Yang Dingtian, who was in charge of Sizhou intelligence, immediately became energetic after hearing this, and quickly urged: "Hurry up and say it!"

"The first one is that we found the whereabouts of General Xiang Yu. I thought General Xiang had indeed gone to Yan Gong's tomb."

"Great, keep an eye on me." Yang Dingtian was immediately overjoyed, and then urged: "What about the second one?"

"The second is that Qin Wen's wife Jia Yu secretly went south and is suspected of going to Nanyang."

Yang Dingtian's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "Qin Wen, Qin Hao, the death of the great sage and mentor, and the hatred of millions of Yellow Turban brothers, I, Yang Dingtian, will settle the matter with you slowly!"


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