Chapter 2542 Hindsight
Changsun Wuji was sitting in the study, frowning in deep thought. Occasionally he woke up and looked up, only to find that it had started to rain lightly outside the window. A breeze mixed with moisture blew in from the window, and the candlelight flickered, which lifted his spirits.
Seeing the steward standing in the room, he asked, "What time is it now?"
The steward replied: "It has been reduced to Mao hour."
Changsun Wuji nodded and moved his arms, only to realize that he was exhausted from doing it for a long time. He sighed at the passage of time and the aging of his body, and said, "I'll go back and sleep for a while. If something happens, just wake me up."
There is no court meeting today, so there is no need to go to court at the same time, and he is currently in a state of "separation" from His Majesty Li Er. He is not too interested in dealing with things in the yamen, so he can just sleep for a while.
There was a couch in the study room. Changsun Wuji didn't change his clothes or wash up. He just laid his clothes on the couch. The steward took out a thin quilt from the cabinet and put it on him. He closed the window, blew out the lights and candles, and tiptoed. Withdrew.
Changsun Wuji was lying on the couch, with so many things in his mind that he couldn't fall asleep for a while.
Listening to the sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves on the windowsill outside, and the rustling of raindrops on the flower trees in the courtyard, I felt more and more like I had a splitting headache and mixed thoughts.
I always feel like something is wrong...
Although Guan Long has been resisting the emperor's suppression, this confrontation has always been at a restrained level. His Majesty Li Er has great talents and strong temperament. Changsun Wuji, who has fought alongside him for decades, knows this better than anyone else. He knew that once the emperor was angered, the consequences would be absolutely unbearable for the Guanlong nobles.
So this kind of restraint has always existed, but the misunderstanding yesterday evening may still bring the restraint that he tried so hard to be on the verge of collapse, because the voice inside Guanlong has changed, and it is no longer like before when everyone followed his lead. When you obey your words.
If someone can't stand the emperor's suppression and wants to take the opportunity to show off his power in an attempt to make the emperor surrender, the situation in the court will definitely change.
This is a situation that Changsun Wuji absolutely does not want to see.
Therefore, Fang Jun's strategy of " diverting trouble to the east" is the best way to deal with it at present. It is to lead the conflict from the royal family to Fang Jun. This is the safest way. If it can eliminate Guan Long The rift that already existed between them, so they could concentrate their firepower to overthrow Fang Jun, which was an unexpected gain.
When he was sent a message by the Guanlong nobles to order the offending children to escape from Chang'an overnight, he had already made up his mind to sacrifice all these people and become victims of Fang Jun's "diversion of trouble to the east". The major families also agreed, After all, if a direct confrontation with the emperor could be avoided, no one would want to go that far.
But why do I always feel that something is wrong...
What's wrong?
The rain pattered outside the window, and a wave of sleepiness came over him. Changsun Wuji felt that his mind was spinning a little slowly, and he couldn't keep up with his thinking. It was useless to think too much, so he had better sleep for a while. When he woke up, those Guanlong disciples must have News of the massacre will also come.
It seems a bit cold-blooded... But when the family faces a crisis, every child should risk his or her own life to safeguard the interests of the family. This is a principle that the family has followed for generations. If there were no sacrifices by the children in the family, what would happen? How come the bells ring and the cauldrons eat, and the princes and princes are famous for generations?
If necessary, his grandson Wuji could also sacrifice his life just to continue the glory of his family for generations.
In this mortal world, everyone is a chess piece. It’s just that some have made great contributions and some have made little. The choices are just different.
The essence is actually the same.
Who can live without death?
In the end, it's just a question of whether it's worth it. Those peripheral Guanlong disciples are not of the direct bloodline, and they can only make a living as merchants. Now since they are the ones who provoked the crisis between Guanlong and the royal family, using It is natural that they should use their blood to eliminate this crisis.
Even if His Majesty Li Er is a flying dragon in the sky and looks down upon the world, if it comes to exchanging his life for the eternity of the Tang Dynasty, he will die generously without fear.
Drowsily, Changsun Wuji heard a gentle knock on the door, and then someone called softly outside the door.
Rubbing his swollen and painful forehead, Changsun Wuji turned over and sat up, his eyebrows locked tightly together, and he said angrily: "Come in!"
I was a little sleepy just now, but I was awakened again, and my anger was rising.
The study door creaked open, and the same steward from before quickly walked into the study. Seeing Changsun Wuji's gloomy face, he panicked at first, and then said quickly: "Master, there is news... …”
Changsun Wuji then clenched his fist and gently hit his head. The swelling and pain were slightly relieved, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "How?"
The steward whispered: "Everyone passed the Dashan Pass and was overtaken by a group of men in black more than ten miles outside the Pass. They surrounded several houses next to the official road..."
Changsun Wuji's eyebrows knitted into a knot, and he sighed softly, saying: "After all, they are all the descendants of Guan Long. It's a pity to die... Presumably by this time, the news has spread to every family, right? You go I have asked the doctor to come and prescribe some medicine for me. I am probably suffering from the cold and have a severe headache... Later, I will go to Knock Que with the heads of each family to sue Fang Jun. "
The steward hesitated but did not leave. He bowed and said after a moment of hesitation: "Master, those Guanlong disciples... are not dead."
"Hmm...huh?"
Changsun Wuji's eyes widened instantly. He looked at the steward in surprise and asked, "What did you say?"
"Master, although those men in black surrounded the Guanlong disciples in the house, they only smashed one knee of each person and lost a leg, but they did not kill everyone!"
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Changsun Wuji's head seemed to have been hit hard by something, and he was confused for a moment.
How is that possible?
That Fang Jun vowed to be loyal to His Majesty, and was willing to attract Guan Long's hatred and remove the royal family, but why didn't he kill anyone and just broke a leg?
Could it be that he thought that with just one leg, all the Guanlong nobles would naturally find trouble with him and give up the fight with the imperial power?
Changsun Wuji was stunned for a long time and found that things seemed to be completely out of control and did not develop in the direction he thought he should.
Is this stick a fool?
Of course not! Although that guy usually acted recklessly and domineeringly, didn't he make a decision and act confidently at that moment? Under that seemingly loyal black face, there is a cunning and cunning heart hidden!
Changsun Wuji was extremely convinced of this, so he didn't understand why Fang Jun just broke one of the legs of those Guanlong disciples. This seemingly cowardly approach of revenge was obviously not enough to replace the relationship between the royal family and Guanlong. Conflict between Long.
Unless...
A ray of light suddenly flashed in Changsun Wuji's mind, and his body shook suddenly. He hurriedly raised his head and asked, "Does the person who sent the news have anything else to say?"
The steward said: "He is right outside the door. Can I please call him in and tell me personally about the master of the family?"
Changsun Wuji nodded and said: "Let him come in!"
This matter has exceeded his imagination. He must know as many details as possible before he can deduce what Fang Jun is planning.
A man with soaked clothes will walk into the study and bow to salute.
Changsun Wuji said directly: "There is no need to worry about these etiquettes. Quickly tell me all the details you know, including every word said by those men in black!"
"Here!"
The general responded and said: "Those people are all dressed in black, but the leader is General Gao Kan of the Youtun Guard. I recognize this..."
He was ordered to follow closely behind those Guanlong disciples in order to report the details afterwards. At this moment, he recounted everything in detail and restored what happened at that time.
When he heard Gao Kan's words, "Lest you idiots be taken advantage of by those with evil hearts, and run away in confusion and fear of crime, you will end up as a scapegoat." Changsun Wuji heard a "boom" in his head, and felt as if he was being struck by thunder. Tremendous shock.
Mother!
Is this bastard Fang Jun really sinister and vicious, actually sowing dissension? !
But the problem is that when these people know that their sons have not actually left the city, what will the reaction of the Guanlong nobles be like...
A bone-chilling chill instantly hit him, and Changsun Wuji asked quickly: "Where is Erlang?"
The steward quickly said: "Reporting to the head of the family, it is already the end of Mao Shi and the beginning of Chen Shi. Didn't you ask Erlang to surrender to Zongzheng Temple yesterday? You have already set off now." (End of Chapter)