Chapter 348: The Sick General

An ordinary chivalrous servant, wearing a rare, but not unusual, chivalrous hat on his head, led an old thin mule and horse, and slowly walked into this ancient capital city with the passing crowd. The whispers of the guards at the gates were still heard in my ears.

"Don't mess with him, these people are not easy to mess with. ”

"Boss, what are we afraid of, does he dare to make trouble at this city gate?"

"New here, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Don't you see his hands, even his hands are full of swords and sores, and he doesn't know what he looks like, and how many lives he carries. I really stabbed you to death, where can I find it?"

"Well, then I'll too... ”

"Okay, the city gate tax has been paid, the document is fine, and it's not from the north, you have to find yourself unhappy?"

A breeze blew, and the curtain of the hat lifted a thin slit, and the feminine face was covered with hideous scars, as the old city gate had said. The naughty boy who happened to catch a glimpse only glanced at it, and ran away.

"Hmph. After a cold snort, Ma Sanbao took a step, and there was no trace of a few dodges, completely accommodating himself in this splendid national capital.

Humans are paradoxical animals, simple and complex.

All actions are done only for the desires of the heart, which is simple, and for this simple end, no matter how complicated the means, shrewd and stupid, can be easily obtained.

Following Zhu Yuanzhang's slaughter all the way to the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, Geng Bingwen's methods on the battle array were calm; the stars fell, and the blood-filled Hongwu Dynasty, he held the Houmen Fugui and the Danshu iron coupon to the end, Geng Bingwen is undoubtedly shrewd, at least he can afford an evaluation of knowing how to advance and retreat.

But such a calm and knowledgeable marquis of Jiangmen, there is no doubt that there are times when he is confused.

It's true that you occasionally feel a cold, but lying sick in bed is acting, and it's a joke that you won't die soon. The fortune teller once said that he could live to his old age, and now he is only in the sixtieth year, and it is still early.

But half a month has passed, he still plays the role of a sick person in bed, and countless rewards and condolences have been sent to the palace, and he has made a fortune in theory, but how can gold and silver be placed in his eyes.

Is there a conspiracy in this?

No, to be exact, to avoid the conspiracy. As Geng Bingwen's eldest son, Geng Xuan knows the future succession of titles.

Mingzhe protects himself, to put it bluntly, he is a turtle with a shrunken head, which can be regarded as the family motto of the Geng family. Regarding this point, Geng Bingwen taught Geng Xuan, the eldest son, by word and deed, but unfortunately, for Geng Bingwen's teaching, Geng Xuan's opinion in his heart was completely different.

"Father, the emperor has a cowardly personality, is close to the eunuchs, and slaughters the Chinese Wushu of the DPRK, which is already the appearance of the monarch and the courtier. On the other hand, in Beiping, King Yan is eloquent, with 100,000 soldiers under his command, and fierce generals are like clouds, which is the trend of swallowing the world. The son can see it, and Uncle Guo can also see that no one in the world is blind, why does the father pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

Geng Bingwen was placed on a soft pillow, frowning and looking at his son who was "arguing with reason" by the bed, and did not say anything.

"The father often taught his son the way to protect himself, and he can know the times to be a handsome. Tied to Emperor Jianwu's rotten ship, it may be safe for a while, but it is not a long-term plan!"

Geng Bingwen still didn't answer, just frowned and listened. It wasn't until his son was tired of what he said and stopped that he spoke: "Finished?"

"Say, that's it. ”

"Then listen to me, the father. Geng Bingwen nodded and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to know that in the long run." But there is no need to say any nonsense about deviating from morality, Dad asks you, no matter how strong Beiping is, after all, it is only a city and a place, and King Yan is only a prince, and he is also the fourth prince, and there are two kings of Qin and Jin, and the name is not right. Compared to the emperor who sits on the throne, what are the odds?"

"The emperor intends to cut the domain, as long as there is a little push, when the world vassal kings rise, the emperor will sit on the world... ”

"A little push? How can you push a little bit?" Geng Bingwen asked rhetorically: "If Huang Zicheng is not dead, and the emperor makes a drastic effort to cut down the domain, it will naturally be the state of the world's beacons. But now that Huang Zicheng has turned to ashes, the emperor is procrastinating, how can you push it?"

"This... Geng Xuan was speechless for a while.

"And ah, did you notice one thing?"

"What?"

"In the past two years, well, it should be said that since the death of the first emperor, there have been fewer and fewer vassal kings. Geng Bingwen's smile gradually faded, paused, and continued: "When the first emperor was in power, he was divided into twenty-three vassal kings, and King Yi and Tang died early, so I won't talk about it for the time being. After the king of Tan entered Beijing to mourn for the first emperor, he fell into the water and died on the way back due to excessive sadness and lack of thinking. King Shen died because of the assassination of Diao Min, King Han and King Min were not long in wine, King Qing was sick, and King Qi was obsessed with looking for immortals overseas.

In addition to these and those who are close to the imperial court and neutral, the only remaining are the six vassal kings of Qin, Jin, Yan, Chu and Zhou Ning who are ambitious, do you think this is a coincidence?"

Geng Xuan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe the guess in his heart: "Father said that?!"

"That factory man is really a good skill, the spring breeze and rain, moisturizing things silently, no one in the world can say a word. Even the royal bloodline dares to do it, and I have to admit that the means are spicy enough, ruthless enough, and loyal enough. ”

"Loyalty?"

"Yes, the emperor's temperament, how could he allow him to use such inferior means. Geng Bingwen cleared his throat, seeing that his son looked like he had been hit hard, he couldn't bear it, and said in a wide voice: "Actually, King Yan is not without a chance of winning. It is the soldiers who fight, and the generals who fight. In any case, it is also true that there are no more generals in the DPRK and China except for me and you, Uncle Guo. ”

Geng Bingwen had something to say, and Geng Xuan naturally understood it. Since Li Jinglong's death, Guo Ying has been dissatisfied with the emperor, which is no secret in the court, and Geng Xuan naturally knows it.

"What do you want, let me also take refuge in King Yan?" Geng Bingwen smiled bitterly: "You idiot, aren't you afraid of repeating Li Fei's mistakes?"

"Li Fei?" Geng Bingwen thought about it for a long time, and then suddenly remembered that his father was talking about the son of the former Korean prince Li Shanchang, and now the crazy man who is in Jinyiwei.

"Why do you think your dad is pretending to be sick? Geng Bingwen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Guo Ying is anxious and can't hide things, I'm afraid that it has aroused the suspicion of Dongchang, if it arouses the ferocity of that eunuch, hey, the first emperor left a crazy son to Li Shanchang with his old feelings, I'm afraid that your father and I will not be able to protect your life." ”

"Dad, it turns out that you are for me... ”

"Okay, I've told you too much today, don't talk nonsense. Geng Bingwen patted his son's shoulder, and suddenly said inexplicably to the window: "Five thousand taels of silver, you know what to say, right?"

"Don't worry, the villain didn't hear anything. Outside the window, a low voice came.