"Mr. Qingfeng, that's what happened." Li Liu sat down, his face full of worry.
"I think there may be something wrong with that Prince Zhao Dong of Jiaozhou. In the next few days, I will try my best to find evidence!"
The old man was silent for a moment and said, "Li Liu, you did something wrong."
Li Liu was startled, "What's wrong?"
"The most important thing right now is not to find evidence, but to save Zhao Di's life. As long as Zhao Di is alive, no matter who the prince is, Zhao Dong, or other South China Sea kings, will not dare to make any move."
"Look for the weaver, or help Dr. Chen to hang up Zhao Di's life. Unless Zhao Di dies, the five states of the South China Sea will not collapse."
"To prevent accidents, you still need to send people to Chuzhou, invite a support army, prepare for the worst, and prepare to meet Ruan Qiu's Haiyue camp."
Li Liu paused, feeling as if he was enlightened. He stood up and bowed to the old man.
"Sir, why don't you follow me back to the inn."
"That's good. It's time for my Qingfeng to show up in the South China Sea."
…
A few days later.
In the palace of Changyang City, Chang Sheng frowned deeply after receiving the information from the South China Sea. Now, he finally had the first information about Qingfeng.
The great conspirator who was hidden by Xi Shu actually went to the five states of the South China Sea in person.
"In the iron execution platform in Jiaozhou, the intelligence said that Qingfeng is an old man from the Western Regions. But over there in the Western Regions, the Shu people have set up defenses at all levels, so it is not easy for us to find out the information."
Chang Sheng was silent for a moment, "Over there in the South China Sea, the plan has already been laid out. Qingfeng entered the South China Sea at this time. King Xu Shu must have guessed something."
"Otherwise, we wouldn't have sent a big planner there."
"Military advisor, with the death of the poisonous owl, there is another green phoenix in Western Shu. There is also a lame man over there in the south of the Yangtze River."
"In troubled times, heroes emerge in large numbers. Just like me in Beiyu, my lord has brought back a big plan."
"Xun Pingzi, the sheep shepherd, was nicknamed the old sheepherder by people in the inner city."
Chang Sheng nodded and hesitated for a moment, "Tell the five states in the South China Sea that Qingfeng is in the game and be careful in everything. If something goes wrong, he will immediately encourage the pro-Chongqing faction to strike first."
"Don't worry, military advisor."
Chang Sheng breathed out, straightened his scribe's robe, and called the carriage again, preparing to go outside Changyang City. News came earlier that his lord and the old sheepherder were returning to Changyang City.
Not long after, the carriage leaving the palace quickly arrived outside the North City Gate. There were only about a few envoys waiting. In the distance, you could see that your lord's bodyguard, the Rice Selling Army, was walking slowly and arrived at the city gate.
"Changyang Prime Minister, Chang Ziyou pays homage to the lord." Chang Sheng fell to the ground in obeisance.
"Get up." Chang Silang smiled, took a few steps forward, and helped Chang Sheng up. When he lowered his head, he saw Chang Sheng's white hair, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Chang Sheng, how old are you this year?"
"Four out of twenty."
"Look at you, your hair has turned a lot white. Don't blame yourself for what happened to Jiang Meng some time ago. If you lose, you lose. Next time you win."
Chang Sheng trembled and knelt down on the ground again.
"Thank you, my lord, for not giving up."
"I told you not to kneel down, but you still kneel down." Chang Shiro was a little angry and pulled Chang Sheng up.
Chang Sheng exhaled and calmed his expression.
"By the way, let me introduce you to someone." Changshiro smiled and pointed to an old man wearing a scholar's robe next to him.
"Xun Pingzi, Shepherd of Saibei, you must have heard of it."
"I have met Mr. Chang Sheng." Chang Sheng's tone was humble, without any arrogance, and he bowed to Xun Pingzi again.
"Young military advisor Chang Sheng, no need to be too polite." Xun Pingzi looked at Chang Sheng with a satisfied look in his eyes.
"Haha, good! Although I lost the battle of Xiangjiang River, it is not a loss since I smashed the Royal Court of Rouran and gained a good military advisor. From now on, you two will be my right and left arms and help the entire Bei Dynasty.
Chongqing, decide the country."
"I have been outside the Great Wall, and a bird has faded out of my mouth. Tonight, I am going to hold a banquet, and all the generals from Beiyu will come together to celebrate the joy of Rouran!"
"Let's not talk about business. Let's have a drink first and make other plans tomorrow!"
Chang Shiro's straightforwardness immediately made many of the following generals and guards happy. Even Chang Sheng rarely smiled when looking at his clan brother.
…
At three o'clock in the night, just after the banquet, Chang Shiro was sitting in the quiet forest garden. Next to him, only Chang Sheng and Chang Wei stood.
Chang Wei was so drunk that he only thought of Chang Shiro as a flower girl. He wanted to touch her twice, but Chang Shiro kicked her away.
"Ziyou, you mean, you want to go to the front line?"
"Exactly, go to Kezhou."
Chang Shiro hesitated for a moment, "There is still a rebellion in Hebei, and there may be more riots. How can I rest assured if you are not in charge in Changyang?"
"There are many aristocratic families here, including old Mr.
"Inappropriate." Chang Silang was silent for a moment, "Although I, Beiyu, seem to be powerful, people like Huang Zhizhou and Shen Tuguan are all surrendered generals. In addition, I want to take Xun Pingzi with me to make suggestions.
.But I leave you with my son, so I should stay in Changyang."
"I know what you mean. I've always wanted to have a battle of wits with a lame man."
Chang Sheng thought for a while and said, "My lord, what Xishu relies on is the Xiangjiang Navy. If we cannot build an elite navy in these two years, I, Beiyu, will be an arrow without arrows. But in these two years,
, I dare to conclude that the lame man guarding the south of the Yangtze River will definitely not allow Jiang Meng over there in Kezhou to practice and build warships with peace of mind. I am afraid that when the time comes, Jiang Meng will not be able to stop the lame man's plan."
"I understand." Tsuneshiro was silent for a moment.
"How about this? Ziyou should stay in Changyang. I will transfer Xun Pingzi to Kezhou to serve as Jiang Meng's army staff to guard against the lame man's scheme."
Chang Sheng hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay."
"Don't keep a sad face all the time. You are only twenty-four. If you live like Old Zhongde, when you go to the ancestral temple, those uncles and uncles will have to scold you again. I can remember that you
He is most afraid of hearing people nagging him. When he was a child, he would immediately run back and read the books of sages."
"Brother, this is a fight for the country..."
"Of course I know, and you've seen it, I've become serious now."
"Brother Clan is really serious."
"That's it, don't be pushed to grow old. When you look up, does it look like our old Zhongde has been looking at you and me?"
Chang Sheng raised his head, his eyes became blurry and slowly became hot again.
"Brother, these thousands of miles of land must belong to the Chang family in the end. I, Chang Ziyou, will definitely live up to the trust you entrusted to me!"