Chapter 134: The World Is So Small
Zhao Wuji nodded, looking down at the upper of his shoe, his father must arrive quickly.
Chu Renfeng's face was impermanent, drinking the tea made by Sangsang, and looking at the green smoke coming out of the kitchen chimney: "Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Gongzi don't have to worry too much, Chu has no malicious intentions, and taking the two of them to Tai'an City is not to threaten Marshal Zhao, but to hope that Marshal Zhao can write a promise that he will not lead troops to attack Great Wei within ten years." β
"Lord Chu, you keep saying that you don't threaten Xuanji, this is actually the biggest threat. The cuckoo was neither humble nor arrogant.
Chu Renfeng raised his head and laughed: "Indeed, anyone in the world makes a promise and guarantee, but I Chu Renfeng doesn't believe it, but Marshal Zhao makes a promise, and I Chu Renfeng believes it, and I am convinced." Madam, ten years, not long, not short, West Chu is a couple, the land of five states, although it does not pose a fundamental threat to my Great Wei, but it is like a fish in the throat, it is very uncomfortable, ten years, Western Chu can consolidate the country and strengthen the army, and the Great Wei can continue to recuperate, and the two countries do not use swords and guns, which is the blessing of the people of the two countries. β
Du Juan snorted coldly: "Lord Chu's wishful thinking is really loud, with the shallow knowledge of a little woman, Lord Chu wants to take advantage of ten years to brew the marriage between the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Liang, so that the marriage between the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Princess of the Southern Liang will blossom and bear fruit, and the first line of the river can streamline the government." As for the northern Xiongnu grassland, with the victory of the battle of Guliangzhou in front, the Western Chu did not move, the Zhenbei Army and the Zhenxi Army could sit back and relax in a joint operation, with the sophistication and sincerity of the general Song Junyi of the Zhenbei Army, and the wonderful use of troops by the general of the Zhenxi Army, Hong Longjia, to deal with the four major generals of the Xiongnu who were divided internally, it was not a difficult matter. In the final analysis, the Northern Wei Dynasty does not need to conquer and occupy the grassland, just need to conquer the Shengjing City, and the grassland can be defeated, and at that time, the poisonous sword immortal Murong Feng died in the hands of Li Yuanhao, the son of heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty. β
"Amazing, the marshal's wife has a broad vision and a thoughtful mind, and Chu admires it. Chu Renfeng couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him more, with a little admiration in his eyes.
Du Juan was unmoved: "Lord Chu, the little woman dares to guess that the ten-year time layout, this kind of large-scale means should come from the hands of Wu Changhe, the lord of the Zhongtang of the Northern Wei Dynasty." β
Chu Renfeng nodded: "Madame can have such insight, Chu admires it so much, I only thought that Western Chu Zhuge can have such insight, and Madame's strategy is no worse than that Zhuge old horseman." Youyou sighed, and the Northern Wei Dynasty sighed and sighed: "If Your Majesty can have such a mind as a lady, it would be great!"
Du Juan was slightly stunned, I don't know why Chu Renfeng has such feelings, she is just a woman, living an ordinary life in a house in Luoyang City, there is nothing special, Chu Renfeng is a courtier, and it is inappropriate to compare the emperor he is loyal to with a woman.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's handsome face turned red, he covered his stomach with one hand, cold sweat broke out on his face, and he lowered his voice and said to his mother: "Mother, I have a stomachache, I want to go to make it easier!"
The cuckoo looked up at Chu Renfeng, and everything here was due to the Northern Wei Dynasty man.
Chu Renfeng opened his mouth and said: "It's good for Zhao Gongzi to go by himself, but you have to weigh the time, Mrs. Zhao has never bitten the poison hidden under the tongue coating in her mouth for Zhao Gongzi's sake, and Zhao Gongzi has to think more about his mother." β
Du Juan was slightly stunned, Zhao Wuji was also slightly stunned, his eyes were red, and after weighing one or two, he still covered his stomach and walked towards the thatched house.
Chu Renfeng looked at Zhao Wuji's back and said lightly: "Madame should be relieved that Zhao Gongzi is a smart and good boy." β
Zhao Wuji walked into the thatched house, his face changed, his eyes were resolute, and there was no timidity and cowardice, he took off the upper body coat, took off his shoes and socks, and put them at the door of the thatched house, which happened to be able to let people outside see a corner, and at the same time his body was attached to the wall, like a gecko crawled out along the wall, jumped down gently, and landed silently, he quickly walked along the yard with his waist bent over, completely remembered the surrounding terrain, and carved a mark on a tree, and was about to turn back, suddenly raised his head, through the window of the kitchen in the small courtyard, a pair of eyes were looking down, with a smile in the corner of his eyesγ
"Murong Yanzhao?!" Zhao Wuji was shocked, and couldn't help but shout in a low voice.
Murong Yanzhao put one hand to his mouth, made a silent movement, and said, "Zhao Gongzi's thatched house is a bit exaggerated. β
Zhao Wuji had a cold face: "What do you want to do?"
Murong Yanzhao smiled slightly, with a maturity and sophistication that did not match his age: "Zhao Gongzi is not particular about what he says, why do I want to do something, it should be what you want to do!"
Zhao Wuji's mind turned sharply, he couldn't bear what the young man in front of him thought, he was silent for a moment, and said: "My father is the generalissimo of the Western Chu soldiers and horses, and the person inside is a bad person, if you can help me get out of danger, I can meet all your requirements." β
Murong Yanzhao shook his head: "Zhao Gongzi, although this town is remote, but I have a very good life, although the person in it doesn't know his origin, but at first glance he is a master, I can't take this risk." β
Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and let go again: "Then can you not make a noise?"
Murong Yanzhao thought for a while: "It depends on the mood, the master said, benevolence is ruthless, a line apart, between the Buddha and the devil, a difference in thought, everything in the world can be broken, everything in the world can be destroyed, I don't have the kind of temperament of the master, I can't cut everything, but for the sake of interests, I think everything can be flexible." β
What the boy meant was that if Zhao Wuji wanted him to shut up obediently, he needed to come up with enough chips.
Zhao Wuji was surprised, and looked Murong Yanzhao up and down: "What is the relationship between you and Murong Feng in the Western Regions?"
This time it was Murong Yanzhao's turn to be surprised: "It seems that my master has a great reputation in the outside world, do you know my master?"
Zhao Wuji shook his head: "I don't know, but from Fan Xiaokuai's mouth, Brother Fan can often hear him boasting about the Poison Sword Immortal, and Brother Fan doesn't often praise people." β
The person Zhao Wuji, the son of the generalissimo of the Western Chu Soldiers and Horses, admires the most in his heart is not his father, but the illiterate iron sword young man Fan Xiaokuai, Fan Xiaokuai has no other skills, slingshot to shoot birds, and go down to the river to catch fish is a must, Zhao Wuji worships it very much.
"Do you know Fan Xiaokuai?"
"That's natural, I, Zhao Wuji, am the little brother that Brother Fan personally recognizes!"
Murong Yanzhao suddenly felt that the world was so small, the senior brother who had not met had not yet seen it, he had arrived at the junior brother first, he was silent for a moment, and said categorically: "Okay, I'll help you with this favor, I'll go with you this trip to the troubled waters!"