Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

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"You... Forget it, I don't understand the important affairs of the country even if I tell you!"

"Qin Guogong, the poor monk doesn't understand important national affairs! However, please forgive the poor monk for speaking bluntly, there is a fatal loophole in your plan!"

"What loophole?"

"You promised to Fu Yuzhang to take back twenty cities from Yuan Gai Suwen! Qin Guogong, the poor monk doesn't understand state affairs, but he also understands. Can you spit out what you eat? Don't say it. You are an imperial envoy of the Tang Dynasty, even if it is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty himself, let’s talk about Gao Li, even the Jade Emperor, I guess Yuan Gai Suwen would not agree!"

"A joke!" Guo Ye said with a look of disdain, "Believe it or not, as long as this imperial envoy revises a letter, Yuan Gai Suwen will obediently hand over those twenty cities!"

Monk Falin looked embarrassed and said, "This...do you believe it yourself?"

Guo Ye didn't answer Monk Falin's words, but smiled slightly, and said, "Falin, don't you find it strange? As a monk, you have no other advantages except for a little higher martial arts and a little more profound Buddhism. This kind of national event , why should I tell you instead of discussing it with the princes and ministers of Silla?"

"You brought me here on your own initiative! Maybe you think that people from Silla, who are not of my race, must have a different heart, so you dare not trust them."

"Then why didn't I call Qin Ying, Kong Kong'er and Jing Jing'er together, but tell you alone?"

Monk Falin touched his bald head, and said, "The poor monk is stupid! Please tell Qin Guogong!"

"This reason is also very simple!" Guo Ye said: "Because if you want to make Yuan Gai Suwen submit, you can't just rely on a letter from me. At the critical moment, you have to rely on the master's efforts!"

"What? There is also something about the poor monk here?"

"That's natural. You are making great achievements at this moment. Master Falin, do you have any confidence?"

"He...I...this..." Monk Falin was a little confused!Don't look at him killing people without blinking an eye. He is called "one-eyed Buddha", which is for ordinary people.Now let him deal with it, but Yuangai Suwen, in other words, that is the court of Goguryeo!If he had the guts, would he still serve in front of Guo Ye?

He waited for Ai Ai for a long time, and then said: "The poor monk has meager virtue, I am afraid it will be difficult to take on this important task! I also ask Qin Guogong to invite someone else, I think Qin Ying is a good old man, he..."

"Master, don't be too modest! This plan really depends on you!"

"However, the poor monk didn't even get an official job in the Tang Dynasty, so it's not as good as Qin Ying! Why do you think that the poor monk can keep his word in Goguryeo?"

"I told you to go to Goguryeo, so I will arrange it for you! Didn't we capture a prisoner named Yuan Nanjian in this Jincheng victory? As long as you can rescue him, wouldn't it be a great achievement? Don't worry about Yuan Gaisu." Wen Bu wants to see you differently!"

"But……"

"There is no need to evade anymore! I have made up my mind and cannot change it, and I have already thought up your new name for you. From today onwards, you will no longer be a monk Falin!"

"Then what's my name?"

"Monk Xincheng!"

Historically, one of the important reasons why the Tang Dynasty succeeded in destroying Goguryeo was because there was a monk named Xincheng beside Yuan Nanjian.This Monk Xincheng is Datang's secret spy, who gave Yuannan a lot of bad ideas, and finally even took over Pyongyang's city defense, making it easy for the Tang army to break into the city.

But now, history has changed, where can Guo Ye find such an excellent underground worker?However, it doesn't matter, there is no real monk Xincheng, why don't we find a fake one?

Ever since, Guo Ye turned his idea on Monk Falin!

Monk Falin had a bitter expression on his face, and said: "Even if the poor monk has gained the trust of Yuan Gai Suwen, there is still a long way to go for him to hand over more than 20 cities!"

Guo Ye said: "Come here with your ear attached! You only need to do this, this, this, and this, and you will be done!"

After listening to Guo Ye's words, Monk Falin couldn't help giving a thumbs up and said, "Duke Qin, tall! Really tall!"

Chapter 1587 Yuan Nanjian's Spring

Silla Jincheng, the place of house arrest by Yuan Nanjian.

squeak~~

The door was half open, a bald head poked in and said, "Is the man in the house Mr. Jian?"

"It's my son! Are you new here? Hurry up and order some good wine and food for me, I'm hungry!"

Monk Falin hurried in and said, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Monk?" Yuan Nanjian was taken aback, and said, "I thought he was bald just now! What are you doing here? Could it be that bitch Kinderman is going to send me on the road and ask you to recite a scripture for me in advance one time?"

"Exactly!"

"Fuck, this bitch really doesn't know the rules!"

"Well, it's not that you don't know that these Silla people are brainless. Back then, when they captured the King of Baekje, they chopped off the head of the King of Baekje. Because of this, they formed an alliance with Baekje. A deadly feud that cannot be understood. No matter how noble your status is, can you still be as honorable as the King of Baekje?"

"So... isn't this young master dead? I said great monk, you must do this young master a favor!"

"You mean to ask the poor monk to help you intercede with Queen Shande?"

Yuan Nanjian nodded his head like a broken rice, and said: "Exactly, exactly! You tell her that it is ominous to kill prisoners! And tell her that you can use my son's life to extort a huge ransom from Goguryeo..."

Monk Falin shook his head and said: "This poor monk can't do it! To tell you the truth, it is true that Queen Shande wants your life, but it is not that the poor monk is ordered by her to come to you Exalted!" At this point, Monk Falin looked around and said in a low voice: "The poor monk came here secretly!"

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Of course I rescued you!"

Yuan Nanjian rolled his eyes and said, "Grand Monk, we have never met before, so you are willing to take a risk to save this young master. Why do I sound so unreliable?"

Monk Falin said: "The poor monk wants to save Mr. Jian, of course he has something to ask for!"

"What do you want?"

"Of course it's glory and wealth!"

Monk Falin sighed, and continued: "The poor monk used to be the imperial physician of King Jin Baijing. His medical skills were excellent and he was highly valued. However, in Silla, women are kings now, and the poor monk's abilities are useless. You can only vote for Mingzhu!"

"Why can't I understand! You are an imperial doctor, what difference does it make to you whether the king is a man or a woman?"

"This difference is too big! The poor monk is good at healing men, and the Queen of Silla can't use it!"

Yuan Nanjian's eyes lit up, he was not really castrated, but the thing under his crotch was severely injured and completely lost its proper function.However, the basic parts are still there, and the treatment has not been given up.Now hearing that the old monk has such amazing skills, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and said, "How is the master's medical skills?"

"Hmph! It's not that the poor monk is bragging. You can see that King Zhenping Jin Baijing. He has been in power for decades and has no children. Why did he give birth to four daughters in just a few years? From the eldest daughter Jin De Man, Princess Yaonu Shanhua was born after he was 50 years old, so it would be too heartless to say that there is no credit for the poor monk!"

With this evidence, Yuan Nanjian is even more convinced!He didn't care about being ashamed, and hurriedly pulled up his pants, and said, "Master, do you think I can still be saved?"

"Oh!" Monk Falin frowned and said, "Is your situation caused by external forces?"

"The master's insight is as sharp as the moment, that's exactly what it is!"

"This is not easy to handle..."

"Ah?" Yuan Nanjian was extremely disappointed, and said: "It really is hopeless?"

"It's not hopeless! What the poor monk means is that there is little chance! Your injury is too serious. Even if you spend three to five years to recuperate slowly, the possibility of recovery will not exceed [-]% !"

"Fifty percent?" Yuan Nanjian was overjoyed, not to mention fifty percent, this kind of thing is one in ten thousand sure, so you have to try it!He immediately fell to his knees and said, "Please save me, Master!"