Mo Wen listened to the words of Thirty-three, pondered carefully, and there was really some truth, Zhao Tianjing had no intention of the country, this is true, but for the emperor and Zhao Tianqi, the hearts of the people are separated from each other, and Zhao Tianjing has a heavy army, how can they not be afraid? If one side wins, the second one to deal with is Zhao Tianjing!

Thirty-three sighed: "The prince can't listen to what I say now, even if I want to see each other, it's very difficult." ”

Mo Wen walked back and forth a few steps: "Who do you want the prince to help?"

"No matter who you help, you can't do nothing!"

"But brother, have you ever thought about it, if the prince really sends troops to help one side, even if he is successful, will it be difficult to be in a corner of peace?"

Thirty-three said: "Mr. Mo, what you said makes sense, that's why the prince wants to send troops, on the one hand, to win the hearts of the people, on the other hand, he must also act at the opportunity, once the world changes, even if he can't replace it, he has to let both sides lose and lose, so that they are powerless to threaten themselves!"

Mo Wen took a deep breath, and couldn't help but feel very embarrassed in his heart, Zhao Tianqi could be said to be deeply affectionate to himself, if he asked Zhao Tianjing to help the emperor, his conscience was afraid that he would not be able to get by, but the emperor was orthodox in the world, Zhao Tianqi was an anti-minister after all, and if he helped Zhao Tianqi, he would have to risk the disapproval of the world.

Thirty-three saw Mo Wen and was silent for a long time: "Mr. Mo, another day, I will visit Mr. another day, I must see the prince tonight!"

Mo Wen opened his mouth, looked at the thirty-three who were far away, and sighed slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

On the second day, Mo Wen went to see Zhao Tianjing first, and then he was a little bored in the palace, so he thought of going out for a turn, and just called Xiaoqing to go out, and saw Thirty-three kneeling in front of the palace at a glance.

Mo Wen hurriedly stepped forward: "...... are you?"

Thirty-three's lips were a little chapped, his eyes were closed and he didn't say a word, Mo Wen hurriedly said to Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, go get a bowl of water." ”

Hearing this, Xiaoqing hurriedly ran into the palace, and Thirty-three shook his head gently: "Mr. Mo doesn't have to care about me, if the prince refuses to see me, I can only kneel and die here." ”

"Why are you so troubled?"

"As a staff member, you must be loyal to the Lord, knowing that the master is in trouble, but you can't persuade each other, what's the point of this staff doing it?"

Xiaoqing handed a bowl of water to Thirty-three, who just glanced at it lightly, then slowly closed his eyes, did not reach out to take it, but stopped talking.

Mo Wen suddenly had no mood to leave the house, so he returned to the room, he was restless, he had a good impression of Thirty-three, he valued love and righteousness, and he looked like he had not slept all night, and he had not entered a drop of water, and he was afraid that he would really die if he continued like this.

But what can he do, if he really wants to persuade Zhao Tianjing, isn't he getting involved in the disputes of the imperial court with one foot? Take a step back, put all this aside, who should he let Zhao Tianjing help? Emperor? Zhao Tianqi?

Mo Wen felt irritable for a while, and at this moment he couldn't help but be a little envious of Dongfang Aoki, and sighed: "Xiaoqing, go and help me invite Chu Lao over." ”

Xiaoqing nodded and ran out of the door.

After a while, Chu Xuanyi walked in: "Childe, what's the matter with the anxious old decay?"

"Old Chu, I'm really in a dilemma now!" Mo Wen smiled bitterly.

Chu Xuanyi frowned: "Childe, what happened? Or is it that King Yinglie is embarrassed by Son?"

"It's not, Old Chu, here's how it ......"

Chu Xuan was silent for a while when he heard this: "Childe, this old man really doesn't know how to help Childe." ”

"Old Chu, what is the orthodoxy of the world?"

"Childe, if you insist on letting the old man say this, the old man can only conform to the will of the people, and it must be orthodox in the world. ”

Mo Wen stood up: "Old Chu, what do you think of Zhao Tianqi?"

"Childe, please forgive the old man for being blunt, if according to what the son just said, Zhao Tianqi's scheming is extremely terrifying, and the depth of his city is terrifying, if he really chooses the old man, the old man will definitely not help him!"

Mo Wen sighed: "Forget it, let me think about it." ”

(End of chapter)