Jianming Chaos

Zhiming was very clear about what the other party was thinking, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. I have already said that I will not be an enemy of the nobles. Naturally, I will not threaten you with force. In fact, I also know that there are some historical conflicts between the nobles and the state of Wu." During the festival, it is impossible to eliminate resentment all at once, but please think about it, if Cao Cao captures Jiangnan, will it be good for the nobles? I have just emphasized that Cao Cao is different from Sun Quan. Organizations that compete with him for territory and power are allowed to exist, otherwise it is impossible to become the overlord of the Central Plains. With his nature, after the capture of Wu, he will definitely drive out the nobles. With the strength of Cao Jun and the White Tigers, the nobles can be said to have nothing to do with it. There is no chance of winning, and we will face the crisis of genocide. However, if Wu Yue reconciles, the two sides can jointly fight against foreign enemies and achieve the goal of coexistence. Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The king of Yue kept silent, his heart was in a state of confusion.

After a short pause, Zhiming said: "My lord, now is the time to test your decision-making ability as the head of the clan. Think about it again, 'When is the time for revenge?" The dispute between Wu and Yue will come to an end one day, maybe It is tomorrow, or it may be 100 years later, the key lies in the decisions of the leaders of both sides. If the king insists on fighting, more people will die. Now Lu Ji has been imprisoned, and the communication between the Yue people and Wu Gong has been terminated. In conclusion, the nobles are still facing a food crisis. Your Majesty must consider the overall situation!"

At this moment, King Yue's heart rhythm is disordered, his brain cells are in a chaotic state, and he cannot think normally.

Zhiming took advantage of the situation and said: "The dispute between Wu and Yue should end from the moment the king is still in power. Living in an era of peace and prosperity, I believe it is the common wish of the people in Jiangdong. Wu and Yue should join forces to deal with Cao Cao and punish the Han thieves together." , Rejuvenate the Han Dynasty!"

The king of Yue began to feel a little moved, and he thought that this statement was not unreasonable.

"Think about it, Your Majesty, if Wu Yue reconciles, it will be beneficial to both parties. First, the two sides will not have to shed blood and sacrifice; second, the two sides can help each other and communicate with each other. You can provide Wu with a lot of labor, and Wu can also Provide enough food for you, everyone complements each other and complements each other, why not do it? In my opinion, this is imperative!"

King Yue's heart was finally touched, and he said: "General Lei's words are very reasonable. This is the first time this king has heard of it. It seems that it is indeed time to think about it."

Zhiming pursued the victory: "The reconciliation between the two parties will benefit the nobles more than Wu, because they will provide you with good living conditions and let you have enough food and clothing, so that you will not have a rebellious mentality; for them, it can also guarantee Jiangdong. The long-term stability of the country will definitely benefit the development of the economy, military and other aspects without any disadvantages. Do you think so, Your Majesty?"

King Yue nodded thoughtfully.

"Wu and Yue have historically lost, which can offset each other. This is an important prerequisite for reconciliation. And most importantly, this move will definitely cause Cao's army to be unstable. In addition, they are not familiar with water warfare. Defeat is inevitable. As long as Cao Jun, the most powerful force in the Han Dynasty, can be repelled, the 81 counties in the south of the Yangtze River will become the permanent territory of Wu and Yue, and no one dares to invade." Zhiming made an in-depth analysis.

King Yue nodded and said: "I admit that General Lei's words are reasonable, and I personally agree with them. But there is one problem. Even if I agree to reconcile, my people may not agree. Many of them have relations with Wu people." There are mortal enemies, such as that Dabu, whose son unfortunately died in the surprise attack on the Wu army's food delivery team last year."

"Is there such a thing? Does Dabu have any other children?" Zhiming felt that Dabu was very pitiful.

"No, after the death of his only son, he became an old man who lost his only child. At that time, he didn't eat or drink for several days, and his body was so thin that he became a stick. He also cut his wrist and committed suicide twice. Fortunately, he was discovered in time. At that time, he could be said to be angry and hated Wu Jun. After almost half a year, he slowly came out of the haze of losing his son." The king of Yue recounted Dabu's tragic life helplessly. past.

"Your food is basically obtained through plunder?"

"Yes, because the mountains and forests are not suitable for growing crops. If there is no food, we can only eat mountain fruits every day."

"Why don't you go to the Central Plains to buy it? People from the Central Plains should sell it to you."

"There are also, but relatively few. After all, the distance is far away, and in recent years, the state of Wu has been very strict, and my people are not allowed to leave the border of Jiangdong. All the work is carried out secretly. Moreover, for a huge nation, this kind of The level of food supply is like a drop in the bucket, and the supply is in short supply. We can only get a large amount of food by attacking the Wu army's food transport team. This is why I arranged for Lu Ji to go to Wu for internal response a few years ago. I didn't expect it to hurt him in the end. .”

Zhiming frowned. This problem is indeed quite serious. Cutting off other people's food supply is indirectly equivalent to exterminating the clan. It seems that Wu Guo has gone too far.

He expressed deep sympathy and said: "I understand the nobleman's situation very well, and this further demonstrates the necessity of reconciliation. Lu Ji has already confessed all the facts. In the future, Wu's grain transportation team will be more cautious, and even divert their routes. OK; and if you don’t have effective information, it’s hard to predict the route to get there, so the source of food will be greatly reduced.”

"That's why I will consider the suggestion you just made. It's just that our clan has a written rule that any plan related to the future of the nation must be discussed at a clan meeting and approved by more than two-thirds of the elders in the clan." Only then can it be implemented; even I, the patriarch, can only make suggestions and cannot enforce them." King Yue finally expressed his difficulties.

Zhiming didn't expect that the Yue people still had such a rule, so he asked, "How many elders are there in the nobles?"

"My family has three major settlements, namely Benzhai, Lishan and Wuchaoshan. Of course, there are many small villages, but only these three settlements have elders. There are three elders in this village, and Dabu is one of them One, you haven't met the other two, I can take you to meet them later; Lishan Mountain and Wuchao Mountain each have two elders, a total of seven elders. In other words, at least five elders must agree, to implement the plan.”

Zhiming said: "Unexpectedly, the noble family rules are quite strict, and there is an elder system. In other words, the elders must be persuaded first, so that there is hope for reconciliation? Then when can the elders from the other two places be summoned? "

The King of Yue said: "It just so happens that tomorrow is the time for the monthly clan meeting. They don't need to be called, they will come here by themselves. General Lei can rest here for one night, and we will talk about it tomorrow."

Zhiming knelt down and said in thanks: "Your Majesty can put the overall situation first, I am very grateful!"

"General Lei, please get up!" King Yue hurriedly helped him up, and said, "I should thank you! This is related to the survival of our clan, and I will do my best to persuade the elders."

"Having you as the leader is really a blessing to the Yue clan!" Zhiming was very excited. He originally thought that the king of Yue was a vicious person, an unreasonable person, a person who could only compromise by force and coercion.

The king of Yue arranged a spacious tent for him and asked him to prepare meals.After Zhiming had a hearty meal, he was taken to meet the other two elders.After a few brief chats, he went to see Yang Ji's situation.

Under Dabu's careful care, Yang Ji is in a stable recovery period; silver needles have been inserted on his relevant acupuncture points.

Worthy of being a genius doctor, Dabu's acupuncture and moxibustion skills can be said to be excellent, and each needle is accurate where it goes.Acupuncture needs the support of eyesight, and Dabu's eyesight is the best among all the old people of the Yue nationality, which is also a unique feature of him as a miracle doctor.

After acupuncture and moxibustion, Yang Ji's bleeding has completely stopped.An hour later, Dabu still had to pull out the needle, apply ointment, and change the gauze for him, which meant that he could hardly sleep a night, and he had to attend tomorrow's clan meeting as one of the elders.

Zhiming said to Dabu, "Thank you so much, old man."

Dabu said: "This is what I should do. General Lei, go to rest quickly. I'll watch over here. It's all right."

"You don't rest?" Zhiming was afraid that he would be too tired.

"I don't want to sleep tonight. There will be a lot of procedures later. There is no way, someone has to watch him." Dabu has long been used to taking care of patients all night.

Zhiming was very moved, he didn't expect Dabu to take such good care of an outsider.He originally thought that Shanyue was a group of bandits, but now he changed his mind. In fact, the Yue people are just an ordinary people who had no choice but to fight against the Wu Kingdom in order to survive.He suddenly felt that it was a crime to blame the Yue people for stealing the blood dragon sword. Unfortunately, the matter has come to this point and there is no turning back. Besides, Pang Tong proposed this plan to help Wu.Therefore, in order not to implicate the Tiangu Sect, he could only conceal the matter to the end; and because of this, he made up his mind to complete the mission of reconciliation between Wu and Yue.

That night, King Yue tossed and turned, unable to sleep.Although Xiao Qiao is no longer with him, he thinks more about the whereabouts of the nation.Zhiming's words fully mobilized the enthusiasm of all his brain cells, and his mind was surging at the moment, as if he had just received the baptism of the storm before the revolution.Memories of history and hatred kept bothering him, and he repeatedly thought about the same question: If reconciled, would it be a kind of spiritual betrayal to the family?A moral blasphemy against ancestors?Is it an act of cruelty to the tribe?

Zhiming couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and woke up in the middle of the night. On the one hand, due to the cold weather, on the other hand, he was full of thoughts, and some things made him longing and worried.

He stepped out of the tent and looked up at the starry sky.Not long ago, there was a fierce fight here, and he wiped out Wu Tianhu with the Demon Slaying Sword.The twinkling stars are like a group of holy fires that are both out of reach and close at hand, still in front of you, but you can't touch them.He began to search out some beautiful fragments from the memory bank, to savor the joy of life again, just like dreaming.Life needs reverie, and life without reverie is not fulfilling.

There was silence all around, most of the people had fallen asleep, only a few soldiers were still patrolling everywhere, shouldering the heavy responsibility of vigil.Indeed, without these dedicated soldiers, others would not be able to sleep peacefully and enjoy the pleasure of sweet dreams.

With the moonlight and the bonfire, Zhiming saw two soldiers standing in the distance who were sleepy but could only exert themselves.Indeed, the vigil was hard work.He just wanted to go over and have a chat with them, but suddenly he thought of Yang Ji again, so he walked towards his tent.

After entering the camp, he saw that Yang Ji still had silver needles stuck in his body, and Dabu was sitting by the side, squinting his eyes, always paying attention to his injuries.

Seeing Zhiming coming, Dabu was taken aback for a moment, then motioned him to sit down.

Zhiming sat down and asked, "Old man, are you really not sleepy?"

Dabu smiled and said, "I'm used to it. The general isn't sleeping yet?"

"I can't sleep, I have too many things on my mind."

"What's on the general's mind, can you tell me?"

"Forget it, at this time, it's better not to disturb your work."

Dabu nodded and said, "I'm going to pull out the needle, apply the ointment and change the gauze for him in a while."

Zhiming was very clear about his responsibilities as a doctor, so he said, "Thank you very much, old man, for taking such meticulous care of my friend."

Dabu looked at Yang Ji, then at Zhiming, and smiled wryly.Zhiming saw sadness in his eyes.

Dabu looked at Yang Ji and said, "You know, I had a son who looked a lot like him."

Zhiming was taken aback for a moment, remembering the story that King Yue just told.

Dabu said: "He is very filial to me. Since his mother passed away, our father and son have been dependent on each other. Although life is very hard, we still survived."

Zhiming listened attentively, although he already knew the ending.

"Then he died." Dab said this in a low tone.

"How did he die?" Zhiming asked knowingly.

"He was killed by the Wu people. That day, he and a group of people went to ambush at the foot of the mountain. When the Wu army's grain transport team passed by, they swarmed up and fought for food. Things went smoothly. They killed the Wu army and were about to return with a full load. Suddenly, a cold arrow shot, impartial, and hit his heart! It was done by a Wu Jun lying on the ground who was still breathing! You said, there are so many people, why did he die alone, God is not fair! Why did the god of death choose him? My son..." Dabu was crying, covering his face.

Zhiming looked at him in bewilderment, unable to think of any comforting words for a while.Seeing his eyes soaked red with tears, Zhiming felt very uncomfortable, and at the same time understood why he took such good care of Yang Ji.

Dabu burst into sobs, unable to make a sound; Zhiming just sat aside, feeling sorry for him.

"He was only 22 when he died. A very good Yue archer died in vain under the arrow of a dying enemy. It's not worth it! Woooo..."

The sleeve Dabu used to wipe his tears was completely wet, and Zhiming comforted him.Seeing Yang Ji sleeping peacefully, Zhiming even started to envy him, at least he got a temporary rest physically and mentally.

Dabu's well of tears finally dried up. He gritted his teeth and said, "I am at odds with Wu Jun! I swear to avenge my son!"

After hearing this, Zhiming was stunned.He suddenly had a bad feeling that Dab would stop his plan.