The area outside the government office was in chaos. Only when he walked outside did Wang Chong realize just how chaotic the capital was.
The bustling and peaceful capital of the past was now much quieter. There were fewer hawkers on the streets, and everyone was in a hurry. Instead of talking about trade, they talked about 'Xianyu Zhongtong', 'Annam Protectorate', 'Ouzan', 'Gelofeng', and other such names that one would rarely hear even once in several years!
But the air was suffused with a sense of impatience and unease.
It had been far too long since the Tang Dynasty had suffered such a defeat. The defeat of 180,000 elites of the Tang Dynasty was enough to affect the empire.
At this moment, it wasn't just the people of the capital who were paying attention. Even the generals of the army, the ministers of the Imperial Court, and the important ministers on the border were paying attention to this war.
Everything seemed so familiar.
"Young Master!"
A familiar voice came from next to him. The Eagle was standing on the street outside the government office, next to him a carriage drawn by four horses. It was clear that he had been waiting for a long time.
But Wang Chong did not immediately get on the carriage.
"Pass on my three orders!"
Wang Chong extended three fingers, his eyes looking forward with a profound gaze that seemed to peer into the depths of space-time.
"First, immediately dispatch the guards of the clan to all the tea houses and taverns in the capital and hire all the experts of the True Martial realm and above. No matter how noble or lowly, strong or weak, or how high the price, hire them all! "
Wang Chong said.
"Yes, Young Master!"
The Eagle stared blankly for a moment before rejoicing.
This encounter and more than half a month of imprisonment had not weakened his will. The Wang Chong before him was still the calm and wise Young Master he remembered.
Moreover, every time he issued this series of orders, it meant that he was about to make a major move. It was clear that his Young Master was about to take action.
"Young Master, is it related to the war in the southwest?"
The Eagle probed.
While the entire empire was still unaware of the war in the southwest, only Wang Chong and the Eagle were aware of it. While the entire Empire was still discussing what to do, Wang Chong had already taken action.
Although Wang Chong didn't understand why they were selling spirit veins, The Eagle could guess what they were.
Wang Chong neither nodded nor shook his head.
Although it seemed ambiguous, The Eagle, who had always been by his side and was very familiar with him, had already guessed what was going on.
The war in the southwest had shaken the entire empire, causing everyone to be extremely worried.
Ever since the establishment of the Tang dynasty, the crushing defeat of Annan Protector-General Xianyu Zhongtong was a huge blow to the Han who had always believed that the Tang dynasty was unstoppable.
Although an individual's ability was limited in a war, not to mention a teenager, The Eagle always believed that his young master could do something.
Perhaps others might not be able to do it, but their young master would definitely be able to.
This sort of thing had happened many times in the past.
"Second, summon the four great swordsmithing clans, as well as all the sword shops and smiths in the capital, as well as all the swordsmiths, Grandmaster swordsmiths, and inscription masters! Tell them that the Wang Clan will buy out all the weapons of their clans. For the next three months, all the weapons they produce will belong to me! "
"Buzz!"
The Eagle raised his head and stared in shock at Wang Chong. There were more than one thousand sword shops and smiths in the capital, and with the addition of the four great swordsmithing clans, buying out all the weapons produced by these shops and smiths for the next three months would require an astonishing sum.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Although he was shocked, the Eagle still immediately agreed.
"Third, summon Zhao Jingdian, Wei Anfang, Zhao Qiqin, and Huang Qian`er. Tell them to come see me at the Wang Residence tonight. "
"Yes, Young Master!"
The Eagle immediately replied.
At this moment, the Eagle no longer had any doubts. With these three orders, Wang Chong's image of a decisive and murderous man overlapped with his own.
There were some people who could not be judged by age, and they would not be weakened by their circumstances. It was clear that Wang Chong was one such person.
"Have you prepared the brush, ink, and paper?"
Wang Chong said, not noticing the change in the Eagle's expression.
"Yes, Young Master. It's in the carriage. "
The Eagle deferentially said.
Wang Chong nodded and said nothing more.
"Your Highness, please!"
Only then did Wang Chong turn around and extend his right palm to The King of Song. The King of Song's carriage was parked nearby. Upon receiving Wang Chong's invitation, The King of Song's face froze, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Alright."
The surprise soon faded. In just a moment, The King of Song returned to normal. He nodded, lifted his robes, and stepped into the carriage.
Wang Chong followed closely behind. With a whoosh, he let down the curtain and stepped into the carriage.
"Let's go!"
The carriage set off quickly. No one knew what Wang Chong and The King of Song discussed inside. A majestic force burst out from inside, instantly isolating the Eagle's senses. No one knew what happened next.
The Eagle only knew that when The King of Song walked out of the carriage, his expression was very ugly!
After The King of Song left, the carriage regained its peace.
"Half a month's time, only half a month's time at most! Whether I succeed or not depends on this half a month! "
In the carriage, Wang Chong's eyes glistened. He quickly unfolded a piece of paper, pressed it down with a paperweight, dipped a pen in ink with his right hand, and started writing.
The first letter was written by Wang Chong to his father, Wang Yan, and his elder brother, Wang Fu. Xianyu Zhongtong was a typical general who defended a city. Furthermore, he was a stickler for form and lacked variety. He was only suitable for defending a city in battle.
Furthermore, his talents were not suitable for commanding an army of 180,000, let alone dealing with top-notch opponents like Huoshu Huizang, Dalun Ruozan, Gelofeng, and Duan Gequan.
In his previous life, Xianyu Zhongtong had been defeated by them. The 180,000 soldiers struggled and resisted with all their might, but only managed to save Xianyu Zhongtong's life.
To save the remaining 80,000 generals and preserve the strength of the Tang dynasty as much as possible, Wang Chong could only trust his father and elder brother.
"Father and elder brother, Wang Chong presents! … "
Wang Chong's head was slightly lowered, his chest agitated. The brush moved like lightning across the paper, writing line after line of heavy characters.
Other than Wang Chong himself, no one knew that the fate of the southwest and the lives of the remaining 80,000 soldiers would be decided in these lines of regular script.
Flap flap!
After the first letter was written, a messenger pigeon soared into the sky, flying toward the southwest.
After writing the first letter, Wang Chong didn't hesitate to write a second, a third, a fourth …
Some of these letters flew to the southwest, some to the southeast, some to the inside of the city, some to the outside … Eagle after eagle, magpie, and messenger pigeon flew down from the sky, landing on the roof of the carriage, and then flying off in all directions, carrying the snow-like letters with them.
Other than Wang Chong, not even the nearby Eagle knew what was written in these letters.
"Young Master, haaa …"
Seeing Wang Chong's solemn and focused expression, Eagle gave a long sigh. His heart ached, but he wisely chose not to disturb him.
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