Qian Su sighed. "Because I'm not stupid … I thought you would be in danger …"
There were coincidences in the world, but most coincidences were driven by someone, such as Yan Lin's game of chess.
Yang Tao had been extremely lucky in both lives. Even though the beginning and the process were different, the results were the same.
Was it really history correcting itself?
Not really!
Among all the princes who had fallen from grace, Yang Tao was the only one with 90% luck.
From a certain point of view, even Jiang Pengji, who was the last to ascend the throne, was not as lucky.
After she ascended the throne, she plotted against the officials, the aristocrats, and the poor families for 18 years. Long Yubin, the Empress, almost lost a son and a daughter. On the other hand, Yang Tao was a winner in life. He held a high position, had many children, and finally enjoyed his old age.
Of course, luck and coincidences played a part, but there was also a lot of planning and calculation.
As Yan Lin's friend, Qian Su didn't dare to say he knew everything, but he knew 90% of what Yan Lin had been planning.
Why did Nansheng's enemy choose the small town where Yang Tao was located?
Why did Jiang Pengji's troops, who were monitoring Yang Tao's remaining troops, not discover the enemy's tracks?
Why did the messenger send Jiang Pengji the news that Yang Tao was rebelling with his troops before all the details were clear?
To put it bluntly, this was Yan Lin's plan.
Thirty percent of the time and seventy percent of the people had led to the current situation. All he wanted was to push Yang Tao to the safest position.
Nansheng's enemy's original intention was not to attack the small town. Instead, they wanted to bypass the town and attack another place. Yan Lin discovered their tracks but did not tell anyone. Instead, he secretly sent someone to contact them and deceive them with promises, such as helping them open the city and surrender.
To increase his credibility, he even revealed the location of several granaries under Jiang Pengji's control.
Of course, Yan Lin did not know where Jiang Pengji's granaries were. This information was the most confidential of secrets. He had no right to know.
However, Yan Lin was born and raised in Zhangzhou. He knew very well where the granaries were. Naturally, the enemy would not be able to see through it. On one hand, he lured the enemy to the small town, on the other hand, he detained the eyes and ears of the nearby army supervisors. This would hinder their judgment and make them think that Yang Tao had made a deal with Nansheng's enemy. Thus, they would make the wrong judgment and confuse both sides.
When the enemy arrived at the city, Yan Lin would reason with Yang Tao and encourage him to wear leather armor for the sake of his family. He would lead his former troops and the old soldiers in the city to fight the enemy. One had to know that Yang Tao's current status was that of a feudal vassal who was waiting to formally surrender. In order to avoid danger, he had reduced his contact with his former vassals as much as possible, not to mention regaining his military power and leading troops to do anything.
If there was a misunderstanding, the supervisor sent by Yang Si would suspect that Yang Tao was leading the troops to feign surrender. The consequences would be dire.
However, as Qian, Qian Qian, Yan, Su, would say, Yang Yan, Yan, Yang, Yang Lin, Yang, and could., Yang, Yan could.
If. as, Yan Yang as, he, he as, and could as.. The enemy was already at the gates of the city, but the army supervisor had yet to arrive. If Yang Tao did not think of a way to save himself, was he supposed to just watch the enemy take down this small city that was easy to attack but hard to defend, then capture his family and leave?
Of course not!
Even though Yang Tao had surrendered, his former troops were still loyal to him. They were willing to listen to his orders. The soldiers in the city had no opinion of their own. Outside the city, there were enemies everywhere. They had no choice but to listen to Yang Tao's orders. They had been tricked without knowing it.
After doing all that, Yan Lin played a game of "the thief calling the thief".
According to the thinking of a normal person, they would usually slander the enemy. Who would suspect that they would slander themselves?
Yan Lin took advantage of the lag of the news, the time difference, and the blind spots in his thinking. He made use of Yang Si to send Jiang Pengji the wrong information. Even if Yang Si came to his senses later and sent the correct information, Yan Lin would have achieved his goal.
Qian Su was impressed by Yan Lin's audacity. If the information was leaked, Yang Tao would be fine, but Yan Lin might not.
However, Yan Lin did not care.
"It's okay. I know what I'm doing."
Qian Su said, "It's good that you know how to protect yourself. Otherwise, if the lord finds out, she will feel guilty."
Yan Lin smiled. "I have known the lord for more than 20 years. We know each other. Even if he finds out, he will understand. "
After all, this was not the first time Yan Lin had cleaned up Yang Tao's mess since he was a kid. Yang Tao was used to it.
Qian Su snorted and said sourly, "I know you two are close friends. You don't have to brag about it in front of me."
Yan Lin said, "Even if Liu Xi knows what happened, it is unlikely that he will blame me. Maybe this is an opportunity."
The bigger Jiang Pengji's business was, the more talented people would try to get close to her.
When there were more people, there would be less attention for each person. Naturally, there would be fewer opportunities.
Apart from the old people, it would be much more difficult for new people to make a name for themselves. It would also be harder for them to get promoted and be put in an important position.
Yan Lin was not a stubborn person. Assisting Yang Tao was his first choice. If he did not have this option, he would have chosen something else. If he could make a name for himself in Jiang Pengji's camp, it would be easier for him to take care of Yang Tao in the future. After all, he had to show respect for Yang Tao. If there were blind people who tried to harm Yang Tao, Yan Lin's power would more or less make the other party wary.
What he was afraid of was that he did not have any cards up his sleeves. If he ran into trouble in the future, no one would be able to help him.
Most of the time, staying aloof from the outside world did not mean staying away from it.
Yan Lin had been living in a chaotic world for a few years. He knew what it felt like to be powerless. He was at the mercy of others and had no control over his own life. Whether it was for himself, for his family, or for Yang Tao, his sister, and his nephew, he had to do what he had to do.
"I hope you didn't make a mistake this time."
Qian Su understood Yan Lin's difficulties. She could only smile bitterly and support him.
Yan Lin smiled. "I am not a god. How can I control everything? I just do my best and leave the rest to fate. "
While they were talking, Yang Tao had just finished clearing the battlefield.
Although the terrain did not give them much of an advantage, the enemies of Nansheng were not elites. In Yang Tao's eyes, they were just a motley crew. It was just that they had more people. The two sides, one attacking and the other defending, fought for several days. The city gate was not broken, and the walls were not lost. Instead, they won several battles in a row.
Because of the victory, Yang Tao's life was no longer in danger. He was in a much better mood.
"Shaoyang, have you gotten in touch with the people outside?"
The "outside" that Yang Tao was referring to was the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses stationed nearby.
Yan Lin said, "I've sent someone to contact them. There should be a response. If we can defeat them before that, we won't have to worry about rumors. "
Yang Tao crossed his arms and said, "Okay, I got it."
Qian Su was speechless.
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