The Emperor smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that? But then again, I have a large family business, but is your father-in-law Chen Shaobao's family business small? Over the past six months, Prince Chai has been making a lot of money every day, making me want to take advantage of him. So I'll help Li Jifu pay off his debt. Sure, I'll help you, but don't even think about it. "
Li Jifu was sandwiched between the monarch and his official. In that instant, all sorts of feelings welled up in his heart. He envied the Emperor's unique trust in Chen Shaobao. Otherwise, he would not have bluntly exposed Prince Chai's wantonly amassing of wealth. However, Li Jifu's heart was filled with gratitude for Chen Wang's secret support. After the Emperor asked about the bet, he took off a jade pendant from his waist and pulled out the rare Gu Fang Zhai book that Li Jifu had bet on next to Sun Yin's hand. He handed it back to the zhuangyuan. After Li Jifu took the book, his eyes reddened for no reason. Holding the book with both hands, he quickly lowered his head, his eyes moist. The Emperor patted this young subject who had the best ranking in the Imperial Examination, but whose reputation was at the bottom, and comforted him, "You haven't lost yet, have you?"
But in the end, Chen Wang, Li Jifu, Yan Chiji, and Song Keli were the losers.
Sun Yin, who had lost, and Fan Zhanghou, who had won, not only took back their own books, they also divided up the three books from the four people before them and the priceless jade pendant. Sun Yin took two rare books first, and Fan Zhanghou could only take one book and the jade pendant. Seeing this scene, the Emperor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's fine if Yuetian bet on himself winning, but Sun Yin, so you bet on yourself losing?"
Sun Yin smiled faintly, "Playing chess and betting are two different things."
The Emperor looked at the number one chess master of the dynasty, Fan Zhanghou, and said helplessly, "The dignified Fan Shi Dan is willing to negotiate with this scoundrel?"
Fan Zhanghou stood up and smiled, "Your Majesty, the two sides are actually equal in strength, and the outcome will depend on the will of the heavens."
The Emperor joked, "Everyone says that when you, Fan Yuetian, play chess, you seem to have the help of a celestial being behind you. So, in the future, when you play chess with Sun Yin, you must bring me along. I will bet on one of the books in the Six Libraries."
Dusk gradually approached. Under the Emperor's personal instructions, the eunuchs brought in many jars of fine wine from the Palace. However, the Emperor called for Chen Wang, Sun Yin, and his brother-in-law, Yan Chiji. The four of them walked out of the noisy courtyard together.
The Emperor turned his head to Sun Yin, who had lost the game but won the prize, and casually asked, "I only heard that there was a note. Why did you let me start?"
Sun Yin replied, "No matter how many posts I post, I can't beat Fan Zhanghou. If the disparity is too great, there's no point in betting. "
The Emperor nodded and said, "Alcohol tolerance, chess ability, poetry, and taste are three things. After reaching a certain level, to take another step forward is as difficult as ascending to the heavens. It can be said that it was determined in one's previous life, and is not something that can be increased or decreased by human strength."
Chen Wang said in a soft voice, "This is just like the Guangling Road War. If the West Chu evildoers did not place two or three pieces on the chessboard first, no one would have personally gone up or placed a bet."
The Emperor sighed and said somewhat helplessly, "The reason I pulled you two along is because you, Chen Wang, have always been optimistic about the Guangling War, while Sun Yin is the complete opposite. Today, I want to hear your inner thoughts. You two speak. No matter how shocking your words are, I will calm my heart and think carefully. The quarrels in the Imperial Court are inevitably mixed in with all kinds of related interests, but you two are not the same. "
Sun Yin glanced at Chen Wang. The latter gently extended his hand, indicating for Sun Yin to speak first.
Sun Yin did not hold back. With a kind of boldness, he said, "Your Majesty is worried that after the Nanjiang Army crosses the river and encircles West Chu's capital, it will become too big to be shaken. Even if it doesn't rebel, it will be enough to raise the price and demand an exorbitant price from the Imperial Court, to the point of becoming a second Beiliang Frontier Army, right? Furthermore, the same structure, different situation. Back in Beiliang, Xu Xiao, for whatever reason, did not divide the river to rule. However, the Prince of Yan Chi, Zhao Bing, has painstakingly operated in Nanjiang for more than a decade. Whether or not he will make a different choice, who knows? Your Majesty doesn't want to give the initiative to others and give it to the illusory human heart and the will of Heaven, right? "
The Emperor hesitated, then nodded. "Yes!"
Sun Yin smiled. "There are three ways to break the situation. First, Your Majesty needs to publicly disapprove of the Ministry of War's muddleheadedness and be furious. You need to have the current Minister of War, Lu Baijie, resign and leave the capital to serve as the Jiedushi of Nanjiang or Guangling. In short, you need to be able to see the Deputy Commander of the Nanjiang Army, Wu Zhongxuan. You need to move him emotionally, reason with him, and promise him benefits. As for the two things, Sun Yin doesn't need to say much. Presumably, with Tangxi Sword Immortal's grace and cultivation, she is more than qualified. However, the word benefits will require Your Majesty to cut your flesh. The pain is not something a jade pendant on your waist can compare to. "
The Emperor frowned. "Is a Jiedushi enough?"
Sun Yin boldly sneered.
The Emperor said softly, "Promise that Wu Zhongxuan will enter the capital and become the Minister of War in the future?"
Sun Yin laughed coldly.
The Emperor asked, "Is my Liyang going to have another Prince with a different surname?"
Sun Yin asked back, "Why not? How can the future Prince with a different surname be mentioned in the same breath as the Prince of Liang and Prince of Shu? How can the imperial court not be able to handle him? Wu Zhongxuan is already sixty years old, his three sons are mediocre and unaccomplished, how many years can he, Wu Zhongxuan, be the Vassal Prince? "
The Emperor nodded, but did not say anything.
Sun Yin continued, "Secondly, after Lu Baijie stepped down as the Minister of War, allow the Prince of Shu to take ten thousand elite troops out of the country. Moreover, issue an imperial decree to take the title of Minister of War and rush to Guangling Road to quell the rebellion. It is possible to allow Chen Zhibao to give half of the Qingzhou Navy under the command of the King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, to him. Chen Zhibao cannot wield great power, but at the same time, he cannot not wield it. If his military power is too heavy, it will be difficult to suppress his ambition. If he does not wield the least bit of military power, he will be resentful and have the intention to rebel. The number of troops given to Chen Zhibao is thirty to forty thousand, but it cannot exceed fifty thousand. Just because the imperial court does not allow him to leave Shu, does he really think that Chen Zhibao can only train ten thousand troops? It is better to let the water out than to block it. The late Emperor and Liyang have already done a good deed by allowing him to go to Western Shu. Beimang's million-strong army is pressuring Beiliang's western front. Thus, it is time to move Chen Zhibao back under the nose of the capital. "
This time, the Emperor grunted in agreement.
Sun Yin took a deep breath. "Lastly, it is to let Beiliang go all out and fight Beimang to the death. Not only must the imperial court release Guangling's water transport, but they must also stop the changing of titles. Moreover, they must have Gu Jiantang and Ji Zhou on the eastern front send troops to suppress Beimang's frontlines and drive the wolf to swallow the tiger! In this way, no matter how bad the Guangling Road war is, it will only be a small matter of winning or losing. In the end, Liyang will be able to clean up the mess. At that time, Beimang will at most have half of its national strength left, and West Chu will be even more dilapidated and spent. Cao Changqing will only be asking for death. "
The young Emperor muttered to himself and looked at Chen Wang. The latter smiled bitterly and said, "I have nothing to say."
Sun Yin waited for the Emperor to continue, but he did not get the answer he wanted. He chuckled and said, "I'm going back to drink. If I pass out in the Hanlin Academy, I'll have to trouble Chen Shaobao to drag me back."
The Emperor looked at the back of this arrogant scholar and said softly, "Chen Wang, Chiji, I'll take you to a place to meet someone."
This time, the Emperor did not even have any guards accompanying him. Only Song Tanglu, the head of the Ceremony Directorate, carefully led the way. After many twists and turns, they arrived at a secluded courtyard at the edge of the palace.
After pushing open the courtyard door, Chen Wang and Yan Chiji saw an unfamiliar man and woman sitting on two rattan chairs. The man seemed to be blind, and the woman was reading a book to him.
Even though Chen Wang and Yan Chiji were close to the Emperor, they were still left at the courtyard door with Song Tanglu. The Emperor walked in alone and had a short conversation with the blind young man.
When the Emperor got up and walked back to the courtyard door, he was not as serious as before. His face was more relaxed and relaxed.
Chen Wang smiled and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. You have one more schemer."
The Emperor laughed heartily and said, "Chen Shaobao is not any worse than him. They're just two different people. Sun Yin is not a worldly person, but he practices the Wild Fox Zen. The scholar surnamed Lu in the courtyard is a true worldly person, a wild fox spirit. But to truly rule the country and pacify the world, it still depends on you, Chen Wang. "
In the courtyard, the blind Lu Xu was lying on a rattan chair.
The female warrior of Jing 'an Palace, whose real name was Liu Lingbao, knelt in front of the Emperor for not long. When she got up, her face was full of confusion.
Lu Xu asked softly, "Are you wondering why I want to kill Beiliang?"
The woman who had followed Mister Lu all the way smiled and said, "You must have your reasons."
Lu Xu "opened his eyes", as if he wanted to see with his own eyes this world where no one was free.
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