"What did An Cui do …"
Yang Si grinned at Yan Lin. Every word he said was full of malice, like poison in his mouth.
Yan Lin looked at Yang Si calmly and asked again, "What did An Cui do?"
Yang Si smiled. "Take a guess."
Yan Lin was speechless.
If it weren't for the fact that he had yet to recover from his injuries and that he was a prisoner, and that there were more than ten guards standing outside the door, he really wanted to cross the short table between the two of them and beat Yang Si up. But he didn't know that this was Yang Si's evil side. He knew that the others were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. The more he kept his cool, the more he had to keep them in suspense. Only when they ran out of patience would he give in.
Except for the lord, Jiang Pengji, all of Yang Si's colleagues had tried this trick.
In Jiang Pengji's words, Yang Si was asking for trouble. He had the chance to build a good relationship with his colleagues, but he had to make enemies for himself.
The five million salted fish gave him a nickname: "Yang? Don't ask for trouble? Si ".
Yan Lin's heart was in turmoil. His calm, dark eyes were filled with anger, but Yang Si "didn't notice" it at all.
"No wonder you brought so many people. You know your place."
Yan Lin mocked him.
"I heard that Yan Lin of Zhangzhou is a man of both pen and sword. Even though he has been acting like a scholar in recent years, I have heard of his reputation when he was young. I dare not be careless." Yang Si winked mischievously. Yan Lin didn't think it was cute. He only thought it was disgusting!
When Yan Lin was young, the situation in Dongqing deteriorated rapidly. Chaos broke out everywhere. Zhangzhou, which was controlled by the aristocrats, was no exception.
Even though Yang Jian and his men had beaten the water bandits to the point that they didn't dare to show their faces, it didn't mean that the water bandits had completely disappeared. There were still many water bandits who raided homes and bullied the villagers. Yang Tao was young and envied the carefree life of the rangers. So he decided to take Yan Lin with him and explore the world. He was a righteous man who liked to stick his nose into things that weren't fair. Every time he did, he would be hunted down.
At this point, most people would have thought that the two of them were just Yang Tao killing monsters to attract aggro, and Yan Lin killing them to gain experience.
That wasn't true. In the years that they were rangers, most of the pirates were killed by Yan Lin.
Yang Tao thought that the water bandits could turn over a new leaf by surrendering, but Yan Lin did not give them a chance to speak.
In a group fight, Yan Lin could also fight well. His weapons were a pair of swords.
It was said that the master blacksmiths of the present age had spent a great deal of effort to forge them. The sword in the left hand weighed nine catties, while the right one weighed ten catties. The two swords added together were much heavier than the weapons of ordinary warriors. It was very strenuous to carry them, not to mention using them to kill enemies.
When Yang Si heard Feng Zhen talk about this gossip, he couldn't believe it at all.
Feng Zhen said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you! Remember to bring more people with you when you provoke Yan Lin. Otherwise, I'll have to collect your corpse. "
Therefore, when Yang Si saw Yan Lin, his first reaction was to look at his face. His eyes moved from his shoulders to his arms to his hands to his chest. He was dressed in a scholarly robe, and his long hair was neatly combed and secured with a crown. His facial features were elegant, and his potential was outstanding.
From head to toe, there was not a trace of a warrior's aura.
Yan Lin sneered, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. You can't change anything."
Yang Si was speechless.
This wasn't going according to the script!
Yang Si was a man with a thick skin. If his face was in a story, he would definitely be the villain. He wouldn't survive more than three chapters.
"Oh? Why don't you tell us what happened so that we can compare? I want to see if the person Feng Zishi admires is worthy of his reputation or not. "Yang Si tried to save face for himself and tried to provoke Yan Lin to continue the conversation.
Yan Lin said, "An Cui is ambitious. His strategist, Hua Yuan, is also a cunning man with ulterior motives. The epidemic that broke out during the conquest of the four tribes of Nanman was most likely part of their plan. They plotted against my lord, Yang Tao, and Liu Xi, trying to profit from the conflict. According to An Cui's plan, Liu Xi would have lost many of his elite forces under the joint attack of my lord and the Nie Family of Zhongzhao. That way, he could hide in the back and take advantage of the situation to devour the three families. "
"Who would have thought that Liu Xi would win in the end? How could An Cui sit still? He must have made a move. "
How many people in the world were watching the two battlefields?
No one could have imagined that the ending would be like this.
Jiang Pengji's family defeated the Yang and Nie families. She still had some troops left. The Yang and Nie families were greatly weakened.
Nie Liang died of illness at the frontline. More than 200,000 elite troops died at Zhanjiang Pass. Yang Tao lost Zhangzhou because of a mistake and lost more than 100,000 troops.
How could An Cui sit still in the face of such a situation?
If he allowed Jiang Pengji to devour Yang Tao, he would be the next one to die!
To save himself, An Cui could only change his original plan. He went from behind the scenes to the front and joined the battle.
He could either join forces with Yang Tao or take over Yang Tao's territory and troops!
If he joined forces with Yang Tao, An Cui still needed to support Yang Tao's troops and supplies. Even if he won against Jiang Pengji, he would still have to fight with Yang Tao, who had recovered his strength. If he chose to devour Yang Tao, it was equivalent to nipping his future enemy in the bud.
Both options had their pros and cons. On the whole, the benefits of the latter were greater than the former.
Yang Tao was half dead now. He did not have many troops left. He was in dire need of supplies and supplies. The Nansheng aristocrats who had supported him had many complaints about him. What about An Cui? After the crusade against the four factions of Nanman, An Cui's power in Nansheng had multiplied. His reputation had also reached its peak. He was born into the aristocrats of Nansheng. His interests were closer to the local aristocrats. In terms of status, he had more political advantages than Yang Tao.
According to Yan Lin's speculation, An Cui had most likely sent people to persuade the aristocrats who disliked Yang Tao. He would promise them benefits to win them over to his side. The aristocrats also cared about benefits. Yang Tao could not bring them any benefits. It was natural for them to abandon Yang Tao.
Yan Lin could totally imagine what would happen to Yang Tao when he returned to the city under An Cui's plan.
"An Cui took advantage of the moment when my army was defeated and the people's hearts were wavering. I'm not surprised at all."
Yan Lin calmly analyzed the situation Yang Tao was facing. He did not expect Yang Si to still look at him as if he had guessed wrong.
"Not only that. They're making false accusations."
Yan Lin's eyes widened in shock. He stared at Yang Si.
"What?"
Yang Si said, "How many aristocrats do you think An Cui has instigated? A small number? The news of Yang Tao's defeat had just spread. More than half of them had already switched sides. The remaining few were just watching silently. Yang Tao is not leading his army back to the Nansheng army. He's courting death! "
Crack!
Yang Si's sharp ears heard something. He looked down and was shocked to see that Yan Lin had crushed a teacup with his bare hands.
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