People in the early Tang Dynasty: I compete with Wu Zhao for the throne

Chapter 581 The Aspirations of Guanshan, the High Pavilion of King Teng

On the pier, Li Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Jiong and the others. At the same time, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Li Xuan inhaled slightly, his eyes fell on the jug in front of him, for some reason, he chuckled lightly, and said with emotion: "Today, all the virtuous people are here, and good works appear frequently, but it's a pity that only this king can drink this fine wine."

This wine was originally given to him by the Prince as a farewell wine, so naturally only he can drink it.

Song Zhiwen slightly forwarded the tray in his hand, Yang Jiong lifted the jug himself, and poured wine into the glass for Li Xuan.

At some point, the entire pier was completely indifferent, and the noise of the surrounding people disappeared.

Li Xuan picked up the wine glass, with a trace of bitterness and determination on his face, and looked at the crowd with a very solemn expression, then he turned his head to look at the east, raised the wine glass in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Why don't you take the Wu hook and collect the fifty states of Guanshan."

The sounds of killing swords, guns, swords and halberds sounded faintly in the ears of everyone, as well as the neighing of war horses.

For a moment, it was like being trapped in a boundless battlefield.

Before everyone could react, Li Xuan turned her head to look in the direction of Taiji Palace, and shouted passionately: "Please come to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, if you are a scholar with thousands of households?"

Everyone followed Li Xuan's gaze, and it was in the direction of Lingyan Pavilion of Tai Chi Palace.

Suddenly, a sense of urgency to abandon the pen and join the army rushed into the hearts of everyone present.

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"Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with thousands of households?" Yang Jiong read in a low voice, and the passionate ambition and pride in his heart were suddenly ready to come out.

Li Xuan raised his glass, drank the wine in one gulp, then turned around casually, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he directly boarded the big boat, unusually free and easy.

When everyone looked up, they could see above the bow of the ship, Silla's envoy Qin Dujiaoqian had already knelt at Li Xuan's feet, his face was extremely shocked and fearful.

Li Xuan held her head high, stood on the bow, waved her sleeves, and ordered the boat to sail in high spirits.

The official ship started slowly and accelerated eastward with the wind.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Li Xuan in a black brocade suit, in the eyes of everyone, was like a straight long sword, pointing straight at Dongdao Silla.

Why don't men take Wu hook and charge Guanshan Fifth State.

The old land of Baekje and Goguryeo in Dongdao are all Datang territory, Xiongjin Governor’s Mansion, Andong Governor’s Mansion, hundreds of miles south of Datong River are Datang’s territory, but now they have been snatched by the Silla people with despicable means.

Now Datang sent troops to Dongdao again to reinforce Andong, not only to take back all the territory of the former Xiongjin Governor's Mansion, but also to wipe out the entire Silla, and then incorporate it into the territory of Datang.

Standing on the pier, Yang Jiong and the others could clearly see the embarrassment of the pleading envoy of Silla on the boat.

Also seeing this scene was the East Sea King hiding in the shadow of the city wall at the end of his sight in the distance.

The green official robe showed his identity, an official of the sixth and seventh ranks of the dynasty.

And he is a sixth- and seventh-rank official working in Chang'an.

The King of the East China Sea stood far away. Although he couldn't hear the voices of the pier in the distance, he could clearly see the frightened appearance of Qin Obtuse, the envoy of Silla's pleading guilty.

As for what they said, what else could Yang Jiong, Song Zhiwen and others explain when they appeared there.

It's nothing more than writing poems on behalf of the prince to send him off.

"Use poetry to express ambition, to express love with poetry, pen as a bow, ink as an arrow, and shoot straight at Silla." The face of the king of the East China Sea was completely solemn, and at this moment, a very slight movement sounded behind him.

The King of the East China Sea did not turn his head, and asked directly, "Did you get the things back?"

"My lord." A black figure walked out of the darkness, and handed over a piece of paper.

The king of the East China Sea picked it up sideways, Yang Jiong, Song Zhiwen, He Zhizhang, Yao Chong, and several people's poems were all on a piece of paper.

He is also good at poetry, these poems are both good and bad, each has its own merits, but it is Li Xuan's poem, especially the first half, that really makes the King of the East China Sea wince.

"Why don't you take the Wu hook and charge Guanshan Fifty States." The corner of Donghai King's mouth slightly sneered, and he said softly: "It seems that this is about to fight!"

For the East China Sea King himself, the more troops Datang invested in Silla, the more troops the better.

In this way, Datang's preparations for Tubo will be insufficient. After all, Datang is preparing for this war, and Tubo is actively preparing.
One goes down and the other goes up, and Silla has involved too much energy of Datang, so there will naturally be loopholes in the direction of the Western Regions.

This is a good thing.

In the original expectation of the King of the East China Sea, he hoped that the center would be slow to reinforce Silla. It would be best if there were fierce disputes within the court, and finally completely missed the best time to withdraw the troops from the East Island.

Reenact the last bitter fruit of Emperor Sui Yang's three expeditions to Korea.

In this way, the East Island was uncertain, and the Tang army suffered heavy losses.

At this time, under the insistence of the emperor, Datang broke out a war with Tubo under insufficient preparation.

With one mistake, the entire Tang Dynasty was immediately in turmoil.

But now, the imperial court made the decision to reinforce Anton in just one night. Although the East Island will still involve Datang's energy, with the reinforcements, Datang may not gain enough advantage.

Wait until the beginning of next year to withdraw, then Silla may not have enough strength to delay the retreat of the Tang army, if Silla still exists at that time.

Silla doesn't matter, life or death doesn't matter.

The key is to withdraw the army next year. It will take at least three or four months for the army to withdraw and rest.

The loss of money and food in the past few months, as well as the soldiers who could not be transferred to the western front in time, will cause huge vacancies.

At that time, after World War I, Datang would be more likely to lose on the Western Front.

Although this is equally feasible, it cannot achieve the ending that the King of the East China Sea is most looking forward to.

After all, if Yang Guang hadn't failed in his three conquests of Korea, the entire Great Sui world would not have collapsed so quickly.

Therefore, even if Tubo defeated Datang on the western front, it would be difficult to threaten the foundation of Datang, and Datang still had the strength to fight.

East Island, Silla.

Not only did Silla have to grit its teeth and persevere with reinforcements from the Tang Dynasty, but also after this winter, on the way the Tang army was retreating, it would still be able to completely tear the Tang army into pieces like Goryeo back then.

In this way, it is not enough to rely on the strength of Goryeo alone, the country of Wa.

The name Wa Kingdom flashed through the mind of the King of the East China Sea, but in an instant, it was completely suppressed by him.

There is no time, even if the Japanese army is now reorganized, it is impossible to dispatch so many troops to the north in the spring of next year.

What's more, the Wa country doesn't have much desire to go to war with the Tang Dynasty now. Even if they can be persuaded, it will take too long to go back and forth to the Wa country.

Not to mention, it is necessary to persuade the people of Silla to agree to the entry of the Wa people into the territory of Silla.

The King of the East China Sea looked at the sail shadow going away, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the Battle of East Island, if they want to make them progress as expected, they can only find a way with the reinforcements, that is, with the King of Nanchang.

"Let Wu'an go to Yangzhou, and let him and... find ways to make this support army completely buried in the sea." Donghai King's voice was unusually cold.

Since there is an external force that wants to break his layout in the East Island, then directly smash this external force and let everything proceed according to the original script.

In the shadow behind him, the figure bowed slightly, and then disappeared without a sound.

With a calm mind, the King of the East China Sea turned his head to look in the direction of the palace, a sneer flashed deep in his eyes.

The matter of the East Island is settled, but the good show in the Western Regions has just begun.

Faintly, the King of the East China Sea seemed to hear the sound of hurried footsteps coming from afar. He looked back subconsciously and saw a group of fast horses coming from the east in a hurry on the road outside the East City.

Jin Wuwei?
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Seeing Jin Wuwei turn around and chase eastward again, Yang Jiong frowned slightly looking at the bamboo tube in his hand.

Turning his head and looking around, the people who had surrounded the pier had dispersed.

The previous farewell poems, a total of five poems, have already flooded into Chang'an City with the rapid influx of people, and it won't take long for them to be known all over the city.

Yang Jiong's eyes are sharp, so he can't see that there is some mystery here, but the specifics can't be explained in a short while.

Song Zhiwen leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ling Ming, what is this?"

Yang Jiong looked at Song Zhiwen, and He Zhizhang, Di Renjie, Yao Chong and others who were equally curious said in a low voice, "This is the letter from Hongzhou that the King of Nanchang just received. He happened to have just left Chang'an, so he asked someone to bring it to Brother Yu."

Yang Jiong opened the bamboo tube directly in front of everyone, and inside was a piece of tissue paper.

See the beginning of this piece of silk paper: "Preface to Tengwang Pavilion Wang Bo: The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings and Zhen, and the ground is connected to Henglu. The three rivers lead the five lakes, and the wild thorns lead to Ouyue... The time is September, the preface belongs to the three autumns... The sunset and the lone bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky... The old man should be strong, and he would rather move the heart of the white head? The weak crown of the final army; the pen with arms, the long wind of Mu Zongxi... each pours into the land, the sea, and the clouds."

The silk paper fell into the hands of everyone present. Looking at the entire parallel prose with hundreds of words, the magnificence of Hongtengwang Pavilion suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone. Looking far and wide, the autumn scenery is vivid;

"Wang Zi'an published another masterpiece." Yang Jiong sighed.

He knew the intention of the king of Nanchang in sending him this parallel essay. Before that, he said that he was ashamed of the queen and ashamed of Lu Qian. In just a moment, the king of Nanchang used Wang Bo's parallel essay to slap his face.

He Zhizhang returned the silk paper to Yang Jiong, looked at the still shocked people, and said in a deep voice: "The students heard that Mr. Zi'an had resigned as a professor in Wuzhou a month ago, and went south to Jiaozhi to visit his father. According to the time calculation, this article should be written by Mr. Zi'an when he passed by Nanchang."

Yang Jiong nodded silently. This matter was not a secret. He even knew about the fact that Wang Bo used his meritorious service in suppressing bandits in Wuzhou to beg the court to let his father come to Jiaozhi.

Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, although there are many ironies, governing the country with filial piety is the foundation of the country.

"With this poem, the sage should allow Wang Zi'an to invite it." Yang Jiong looked up at Song Zhiwen.

Song Zhiwen also knew about Wang Bo's matter.

Song Zhiwen shook his head slightly, changed the subject directly, and asked, "Brother Lingming, both the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng and the poem written by the King of Nanchang have inspirational meanings. How do you think the two are better?"

"In terms of writing alone, Wang Zi'an's is even better, but in terms of ambition, the King of Nanchang is slightly better." Yang Jiong raised his head, looked to the northeast, and said softly, "When you grow old and strong, you would rather change your heart? Poor and strong, don't fall into the blue sky... Why don't you take the Wu hook and collect the fifty prefectures of Guanshan?"

"Dangfu is so clear." Song Zhiwen couldn't help admiring loudly.

"Let's go, go back and call King Luo Bin, and go to Pingkangfang for a drink together." Yang Jiong looked at He Zhizhang, Yao Chong, Di Renjie and Yao Yi, and sincerely invited, "How about going together today?"

"Don't dare to obey orders." He Zhizhang was the first to respond, and Di Renjie, Yao Yi and Yao Chong also nodded at the same time.

"Then please." Yang Jiong took the lead, and at the same time said sideways to everyone: "It's a pity that King Luo Bin got up early today to be on duty, otherwise if he was present at today's event..."

"Brother Luo is now the master of martial arts, right?"

"Yes, Wugong belongs to Xianyang, but the Wugong county government is outside the west city of Chang'an."

(End of this chapter)