Chapter 513: Xun Kuang chaotic grassland
Chapter 513 Xun Kuang chaos in the grassland
Chapter 512: Xun Kuang chaos in the grassland
It is precisely because of fear that he pays attention to it, and Nurhaci is quite afraid of Temujin.
Nurhaci and Temujin have similar backgrounds. Both of them are younger brothers of a chanyu, but they both took the position of chanyu. This made Nurhaci very curious about Temujin.
In order to fully understand Temujin, Nurhachi did a lot of investigations, and the more information came back, the more he admired and feared Temujin.
In just three years, Temujin not only changed the fate of the Huns who were about to be exterminated, but also made the Huns ascend to the position of new overlords of the grasslands.
Nurhaci thought about it and found that if he were in Temujin's position, even if he could finally do it, he would not be like him, without any sloppiness.
After saving others by himself, Nurhachi has regarded Temujin as his biggest opponent in his life. This time, in order to plot against Temujin, he even took the initiative to give the Han people a chance to grow.
Nurhaci just wanted to create an enemy for Temujin, and at the same time buy time for himself.
Facing an opponent like Temujin, Nurhachi became a little unconfident. He was not sure of defeating Temujin head-on, so he sought stability.
Huang Taiji on the other side was already stunned. Xianbei hadn't been destroyed yet, so his father had already thought so far-reaching?
It should be noted that Nurhaci’s calculations included the Xiongnu, the Jin army, and even the Liaodong countries. The calculations were so far-reaching that it was simply jaw-dropping.
Did Amma really come up with this plan?
Huang Taiji suddenly felt that the father in front of him was a bit strange, and he seemed to have never really understood Amma.
“Ama is wise.” Huang Taiji looked admiring, then suddenly remembered something, and said immediately: “By the way, Ama, Temujin seems to have guessed something about uncle’s death.”
Nurhachi frowned when he heard this and said in a deep voice, "Are you not doing things cleanly?"
“Absolutely impossible.”
Huang Taiji quickly denied it. After seeing this, Nurhaci thought for a moment and sneered: "Temujin, Temujin, if Yu Fulo hadn't died at the hands of Zhao Zilong, he would have definitely died at your hands. The two of us still have It’s really similar, but the one who wins must be me, Nurhaci.”
Seeing this, Huang Taiji asked cautiously: "Amma, do you think Temujin will use this news to cause trouble for us?"
“It’s unlikely. On the grassland, strength will always speak for itself, so such an act makes absolutely no sense.
However, we have to be careful. I will leave this matter to you. If it is done well, you will be the commander of the expedition against Goguryeo. "
Huang Taiji was overjoyed when he heard this and said quickly: "Thank you, Amma."
After Huang Taiji left, an old man walked out from behind and said to Nurhachi: "Chanyu, the danger of Wuhuan has been resolved, so I won't stay any longer."
Nurhachi took a deep look at the old man, then took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Sir, do you really not consider staying? I am willing to treat him as a teacher."
The old man smiled calmly and said: "Chanyu, if you knew my true identity, I'm afraid you wouldn't say that."
“In addition to being a Confucian elder, does Mr. Xun have other identities?” Nurhaci asked doubtfully.
“The current Confucian leader Xun Shuang is my nephew, and I was the previous Confucian leader. Chanyu knows that he can serve as the leader of a family. Does this mean anything?”
Nurhachi was stunned for a moment. Although he yearned for the colorful world of the Central Plains, how could he possibly know the core secrets of the Baijia?
Seeing Nurhachi shaking his head, the old man smiled and said: "It means at least having first-class internal strength cultivation. Now Shanyu knows what it means to invite me."
Xun Shuang became the leader of Confucianism twenty years ago, and this person was actually the previous leader of Confucianism. So he is... Xun Kuang (Kang)! !
Nurhachi reacted instantly, and then he was suddenly shocked.
The internal martial arts practitioners in the Central Plains are basically older, and the higher their internal strength cultivation. This person had a first-class internal strength cultivation twenty years ago, but what about now twenty years later?
I actually stayed alone for so long with a person who could kill me instantly!
Nurhaci subconsciously took a few steps back, and said with some embarrassment, "Sir, it's Shan Yu Menglang."
Nurhachi originally thought that the old man surnamed Xun was just a Confucian who had no ability but no strength. In this case, it would be okay for him to stay around and use him for a while. After all, if it hadn't been for this old man's advice, he wouldn't have been able to wake up from the temptation to annex Xianbei so quickly.
But who would have thought that this old man was actually the top master in the world, and no one in his own family could stop him, so how could Nurhachi dare to keep him by his side?
Xun Kuang was a Han after all. If he stayed with Nurhachi, wouldn't that mean that he would put his life in Xun Kuang's hands?
The old man didn't care about Nurhaci's reaction. Anyway, the purpose of this trip to make the foreign races restrain each other has been achieved. Even if he stayed, he would not be able to truly help the foreign races.
“Chanyu, I take leave.” The old man cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Nurhaci said with a look of regret: "Sir, walk slowly."
Looking at the old man's disappearing back, Nurhachi couldn't help but sigh: "There are so many talented people in the Central Plains. If we can unite as one, how can we survive in our grassland?"
At this thought, Nurhaci couldn't help but feel lucky. Although there were not as many capable people and strangers in the grassland as in the Central Plains, the unity among the people was a hundred times better than that of the Han people.
“You just continue fighting among yourself, the empire of the Han people will one day belong to me, Nurhachi.”
Nurhachi sneered and muttered to himself, without any anger at Confucian use. In his opinion, this was just mutual use, and it was not certain who was taking advantage of the other.
At the same time, Xun Kuang, who had walked away, also came back, looked in the direction of the Wuhuan military camp, and said to himself: "Hu Zhao, Hu Zhao, you, the Legalist, are trying to trick you, but I, the Confucian, are here to wipe your ass. But if it hadn’t been for this trip, I really wouldn’t have known that there were so many capable people among the foreign races.”
As soon as he thought of this, Xun Kuang's face couldn't help but become solemn.
“Fortunately, in this life, two, no, several geniuses were born in the grassland, otherwise our Chinese people would really suffer.”
When thinking about the chaotic situation in the Central Plains and the Confucian strategy of casting a net everywhere, Xun Kuang shook his head helplessly.
“Xun Shuang, Xun Shuang, I, a Confucian, have a good hand, but you have beaten it to pieces. After the chaos, there will be great order. When the time comes, what should I do if you call me a Confucian?”
At this time, the images of Xun Yu and many other young Confucian talents all emerged in Xun Kuang's mind.
“This world belongs to their young generation after all, so I’d better stay out of it!”
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Sizhou, Luoyang, a stronghold of Taipingwei.
“Mr. Zuo, there are two pieces of good news coming from below.”
Yang Dingtian, who was in charge of Sizhou intelligence, immediately became energetic after hearing this, and quickly urged: "Hurry up and say it!"
“The first one is that I found the whereabouts of General Xiang Yu. I thought General Xiang had indeed gone to Yan Gong’s tomb.”
“Great, keep a close eye on me.” Yang Dingtian was immediately overjoyed, and then urged: “What about the second one?”
“The second thing is that Qin Wen’s wife Jia Yu secretly went south and is suspected of going to Nanyang.”
Yang Dingtian's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "Qin Wen Qin Hao, the death of the great sage and mentor, and the hatred of millions of Yellow Turban brothers, I, Yang Dingtian, will settle the matter with you slowly!"
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