Zhao Kun frowned slightly after reading Zhang Han's memorial. After a long while, he put the memorial back on the wooden plate.

Fusu looked at him and couldn't help but wonder: "What was Brother Kun thinking just now?"

"I was thinking..."

Zhao Kun pondered for a moment, then looked up at Ying Zheng: "Father, does he also think Zhao Tuo is dead?"

"Um?"

After hearing Zhao Kun's words, everyone shrank and looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "My son means that Zhao Tuo is not dead yet?"

"I just feel like it's going too smoothly and it's a bit fake."

"It is indeed relatively smooth, but the appearance and body shape are exactly the same as Zhao Tuo. How to explain this?"

"Perhaps this Zhao Tuo is more mysterious than we thought!" Zhao Kun replied with a half-smile.

According to original historical records, Zhao Tuo became king in South Vietnam and was a long-lived monarch who not only survived the death of his own son, but also his grandson.

This is really unreasonable.

After all, South Vietnam is not suitable for Central Plains people to live at all.

Zhao Tuo lived in South Vietnam for more than a hundred years, and actually controlled South Vietnam for eighty-one years. No matter how you think about it, there is something fishy about him.

So Zhao Kun guessed that Zhao Tuo should have a substitute or master some secret skills.

But no matter how he guessed, he couldn't die so easily, and he still killed himself.

Suicide requires great courage. In Zhao Kun's opinion, Zhao Tuo should not have that kind of courage, otherwise he would not have been in love with power for 81 years.

"No matter how mysterious it is, how big of a storm can it cause now that it has been defeated?" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Under normal circumstances, it really can't cause much trouble."

Zhao Kun nodded and said in a deep voice: "But father, have you forgotten? Zhao Tuo has 500,000 Qin troops in his hands!"

"this....."

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment and said doubtfully: "Didn't the 500,000 Qin troops stand still? Besides, Zhang Han's 50,000 elite troops should not be underestimated!"

"Even if the elite combat power in Zhang Han's hands is extraordinary, 50,000 versus 500,000, let alone Zhang Han, even Xiang Yu, is probably enough!"

Hearing this, before Ying Zheng could speak, Fusu said hurriedly: "Kundi is right. After Zhao Tuo died, Zhang Han personally went to accept the 500,000 Qin troops, but was rejected by the garrison general.

It is said that Zhang Han does not have the imperial edict and tiger talisman from his father, so he cannot accept it!"

Sure enough, there is something fishy.

The reason why Zhao Kun judged that Zhao Tuo was not dead was entirely because the Huangtu Hegemony system did not respond.

According to the settings of the Huangtu Hegemony system, once South Vietnam returns to the Qin Dynasty, the sign of that area will light up.

Once South Vietnam returned to Qin, his mission was completed.

Now there are still more than two months left before the set deadline for Huang Tu's hegemony. If it is not completed, he will explode and die.

Therefore, he originally planned to go to South Vietnam after his autumn tour to completely solve the South Vietnam problem.

Now that Zhao Tuo has faked his death, Zhao Kun has no choice but to move forward.

"What are your plans, then?" Zhao Kun asked Ying Zheng tentatively.

He believed that Ying Zheng had already discussed it with the ministers before he came, so he did not speak rashly.

Ying Zheng frowned, then glanced at Meng Tian and said to Zhao Kun: "I plan to let Meng Tian go to South Vietnam with the tiger talisman and the imperial edict!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun shook his head and said: "General Meng Tian is a veteran of the empire and has a high prestige in the army. It is indeed safe to send him!"

"But." As he said that, he changed the topic again and continued: "The drunkard's intention is not to drink. Even if General Meng Tian goes there, I'm afraid it won't help!"

"What does the prince mean by these words? Does it mean that Meng Tian cannot shock those South Vietnamese generals?"

Meng Tian said something displeased, and then said to Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, to be honest, several of the South Vietnamese generals are old friends of the old minister. When Ren Xiao was here, it was the old minister who recommended them to go to South Vietnam!"

"Mengtian, don't worry, wait and listen to Kun'er finish what he has to say."

Ying Zheng could understand Meng Tian's current mood.

Since he dares to go out and talk about his "partisans", it shows that he really wants to do his best for this country.

After all, he has been doing nothing since he came back from Yunzhong County. It is really inappropriate for him to take care of his old age. He is only in his forties.

Although he also understood that he should make way for the young man, he was still unwilling to do so.

"The old general misunderstood."

When Zhao Kun heard what Ying Zheng said, he looked at Meng Tian with a smile and explained: "If Zhao Tuo faked his death, what was his purpose? It was nothing more than the last chance!"

"If he misses this opportunity, he will never be able to turn around!"

"The 500,000 Qin troops in South Vietnam have been infiltrated by Zhao Tuo for a long time, and the generals inside are also his people, so the old general cannot win them over by relying on imperial edicts and tiger charms!"

"How could it be possible? Do they dare to resist and disrespect the decree?" Meng Tian frowned.

Zhao Kun smiled and said: "Zhao Tuo dares to resist the decree, why don't they dare? If they don't dare, how can they live under Zhao Tuo's rule?"

"Old general, don't forget that after Ren Xiao died, Zhao Tuo presided over the military affairs of South Vietnam alone. In South Vietnam, he was equivalent to a local emperor!"

Upon hearing the words 'Tu Emperor', everyone's expressions changed and they subconsciously looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's expression was dull, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

Meng Tian pondered for a moment and then said: "Since the prince thinks that the old minister is not suitable to go to South Vietnam, then who is suitable?"

"Isn't this obvious? No one is suitable except me!" Zhao Kun said with some humor.

"No!"

After hearing Zhao Kun's words, Fusu immediately stopped him and said, "Brother Kun, you can't put yourself in danger!"

"Brother, Zhao Tuo faked his death because he was waiting for me or the emperor to come to South Vietnam in person, because no one can recapture the 500,000 Qin troops except us, not even eldest brother!" Zhao Kun said with a bitter smile.

"But....."

Fusu looked hesitant and turned to look at Ying Zheng; "Father, you..."

"Kun'er is right. If Zhao Tuor is still alive, his ambition is to be the king of all lands, and the only people who can meet his requirements are me and Kun'er!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand to interrupt what Fu Su wanted to say, and then turned to look at Zhao Kun; "Do you really want to go to South Vietnam?"

"I think so, but I have to go after we get married!"

"That's reasonable! Then I promise you."

"Thank you, father!" Zhao Kun smiled and held his hands.

Zhang Liang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Your Majesty, we are going to South Vietnam. I would like to go with His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Huh?" Zhao Kun was stunned and looked at Zhang Liang with some confusion.

Ying Zheng frowned and said, "What do you want to do when you go to South Vietnam?"

"Your Majesty, I have some old friends in South Vietnam who may be able to help the prince." Zhang Liang said sincerely.

Ying Zheng thought for a while and looked at Zhao Kun: "What do you think of Kun'er?"

"Since we have acquaintances, it will be easier to do things. If Zifang is willing to help, that would be great." Zhao Kun replied with a smile.

Ying Zheng nodded, agreed, and immediately said to Zhang Liang: "Then, please accompany the prince for a visit!"

"I obey the decree."

Zhang Liang saluted respectfully.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, and then said with a smile: "The affairs of South Vietnam will be left to the prince. If you haven't had enough fun tonight, let's sing, dance and serve wine!"

As soon as these words came out, the eldest sister of Qiong Yao Hall, who had been prepared for a long time, came to the center of the hall gracefully, with long sleeves and good dancing.

While pushing the cup and changing the cup, Fusu opened his mouth to Zhao Kun several times, but finally stopped talking.

Zhao Kun looked at him a little funny, but he didn't take the initiative to talk to him.

Just like that, after the five flavors of the dishes were finished, the guests and hosts had a good time and went back to the camp to find their wives.

Zhao Kun has no wife, so he can only return to the camp alone.

However, not long after he came back, Jiang Chao brought someone back.

Zhao Kun's eyes lit up when he saw this person, and he couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Found it?"

"Found it!"

The man also replied with surprise.

"Haha! Good job!"

"With the blueprints drawn by the young master, it is not difficult to find that place. It's just that the sea waves are so changeable that it delayed some time!"

"This is normal! You are lucky to be able to come back alive, but with experience, it will be much easier in the future."

Zhao Kun smiled and nodded, then motioned for the man to sit down.
To be continued...