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However, to prevent this unrest from failing to achieve our expectations or from being cut short, we need to add fuel to the fire.
For example, let's make that Baiyue crown prince, Chi Mei Long She Tian Ze, become a deposed crown prince. Ji Wuye offered his plan in a deep voice, a cunning and cold smile flashing across his iron-cast dark face.
Prince Ling was amazed and replied: "Lord Ji's strategy is absolutely precise. When I ascend the throne in the future, your achievements will surely be recorded in history."
Serving you, my lord, is the honor of my being. Ji Wuye clasped his hands in a fist salute, his expression resolute.
The crown prince is tyrannical, and the king is incompetent; their actions have made our country, Korea, a laughingstock of the world.
Prince Ling recalled the many absurd acts of his father, King Huanhui of Han, over the years, and was filled with rage. It was as if a wild beast was about to break free of its cage in his heart, and he wanted to immediately overthrow the throne and seize power.
laugh--!
He took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the surging indignation and helplessness in his chest.
Regardless, he was still his father. The fact that South Korea had become a laughing stock was already set in stone, and no matter how much they regretted it, they couldn't turn back the clock.
After careful consideration
Gongzi Ling said to Ji Wuye: It seems that in order to attack Baiyue, it would be more prudent to win over the State of Chu.
Since the Yue Kingdom was annexed by King Wei of Chu, many Yue people became slaves of Chu, while the remaining royal remnants each carved out their own territory and fought each other endlessly.
They each divided and occupied the remaining Baiyue lands.
The hatred between the State of Chu and the Baiyue people of Lingnan has been long-standing and can be described as a deep-seated feud. Given the opportunity, they would not hesitate to eliminate the Baiyue, this major threat to their hearts and minds.
And we can take this opportunity to gain a powerful ally.
If the time is right, not only will they be able to quell the rebellion and achieve great military exploits, but they may also be able to accomplish the great feat of expanding their territory.
215. Bai Yifei of Snowcloth Fortress? A brilliant strategist?
Upon hearing Gongzi Ling's words, Ji Wuye was shocked and thought to himself: This Han Ling is indeed ambitious, intelligent, and ruthless.
If I follow him from now on, I must be more careful.
To avoid falling into their trap.
Despite a multitude of thoughts running through his mind, he became wary of Gongzi Ling.
But on the surface,
Ji Wuye maintained his rugged and heroic image, praising Gongzi Ling with a smile: "Young Master, your thinking is thorough, this matter will surely be successful."
But when it comes to sending troops, who should be appointed as the commander-in-chief?
Upon hearing this question, Gongzi Ling glanced at Ji Wuye's expression and a subtle, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.
Immediately, he adopted a casual, inquiring tone and asked Ji Wuye: "According to Lord Ji, who will be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of commanding this army?"
After hearing this, Ji Wuye was unable to immediately discern whether Gongzi Ling's words had any hidden meaning, but he did not rush to think about it at this moment.
He still maintained the image of a brave and straightforward ordinary military general.
Almost without hesitation, Ji Wuye solemnly replied: "Your Highness, I suggest that Bai Yifei of Xueyi Fort is qualified to be the commander-in-chief of the army that will be sent to conquer Baiyue."
After hearing Ji Wuye's proposed candidate for commander, Gongzi Ling pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
Bai Yifei of Xueyi Fort is the only female marquis in Korea. Born into a noble Korean family, she has enjoyed favor for generations and has an outstanding military record.
He was indeed the right person to lead the campaign against the Baiyue.
The two appeared to be allies, but in reality, they each had their own agendas.
Both Gongzi Ling and Ji Wuye were fully aware that their cooperation was merely a matter of mutual benefit and exploitation of each other's strength.
By learning from others' strengths to make up for one's own weaknesses, one can achieve one's fundamental goals.
This is a mutually beneficial arrangement.
The only victims are the current Crown Prince of South Korea and the current General of South Korea.
The two exchanged a glance, their understanding unspoken, and began an exchange of favors. Ji Wuye was the first to suggest: Why not appoint Cheng Yi as a general in the army?
Young Master Ling was naturally aware of Cheng Yi's identity.
He was an important figure in Ji Wuye's faction, a trusted subordinate. His recommendation of Cheng Yi to gain military merit was clearly intended to cultivate his own loyal forces.
This expedition against the Baiyue people will further strengthen their sphere of influence.
Gongzi Ling did not explicitly object, after all, he had not yet officially ascended to the position of Crown Prince and was not yet firmly seated on the throne, and still needed to rely on Ji Wuye's power.
The other side also coveted the position of the Korean general and needed to rely on him.
After a moment's thought, Gongzi Ling directly proposed his own arrangements.
I have observed that Right Sima Li Ling is quite capable. I suggest that Li Ling lead the army alone, and Cheng Yi serve as his deputy.
I wonder what Lord Ji thinks of this arrangement?
"This humble servant has no objection." Ji Wuye's expression remained unchanged as he bowed in response.
After exchanging benefits, both parties were satisfied.
Gongzi Ling nodded slightly and instructed Ji Wuye: "In the next few days, I will make proper arrangements to ensure that the generals and commanders for the expedition against Baiyue are selected as previously mentioned."
As for the plans on the Baiyue side, I'll leave that to Lord Ji.
It is imperative to incite a large-scale rebellion among the Baiyue people.
I will certainly not disappoint you, my lord.
Ji Wuye gave a solemn and affirmative answer.
216. Ji Wuye: My era is about to begin.
The two then continued to discuss in detail the specific plan to scheme against the Baiyue.
They watched as Gongzi Ling rode away in his carriage, disappearing into the horizon.
Ji Wuye looked up at the sky, a smug look in his eyes.
Even if you, my lord, plant Li Ling, the Right Sima, in the army as a pawn, so what?
As a deputy general, Cheng Yi was also able to make good use of his abilities.
Perhaps with a clever plan, it wouldn't be impossible to eliminate him from the outside world. If the method is appropriate, Prince Ling might even be more than happy to see Li Ling disappear from the face of the earth.
If this campaign against the Baiyue can proceed smoothly,
Ji Wuye foresaw that he would wield absolute power in the Korean court, controlling everything with his own hands; and that Gongzi Ling would also achieve his wish and replace the current Crown Prince of Korea.
Turning around, he entered his general's mansion.
Ji Wuye held the bronze wine vessel, savoring it alone while deep in thought.
Suddenly, he asked: What are the aptitudes of those children?
In the once silent hall, several crow feathers suddenly drifted down from the sky, and then, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.
The black-haired youth, Mo Ya, knelt on one knee, bowed his head in greeting, and the black wings on his shoulder trembled slightly.
Mo Ya's face was cold and indifferent, and his words were sharp: "They always dream of breaking free from their constraints and flying higher, but they don't realize that their own fate has been controlled by others."
Ji Wuye was already used to this. Upon hearing this, he sneered, slammed the heavy bronze wine cup in his hand onto the table, and ordered in a deep voice: "Then let them understand what destiny is. In the darkness of night, there is no room for useless pawns to exist."
"Yes, sir!" Mo Ya responded, his body suddenly lowered, one knee touching the ground, and in an instant he transformed into a swift shadow and disappeared from the spot, leaving only a few drifting black feathers to prove that he had been there.
In the empty hall, only Ji Wuye remained, drinking strong liquor alone. His seemingly rough and dull face now revealed a deep, calm, and wise light, which contrasted sharply with his outward image of a reckless and tough man.
"The era of Ji Wuye is about to begin."
In the distant land of Baiyue, near the bustling commercial city of the State of Qi.
Inside a secret room, Han Feng was quickly reading the letter sent by his mother, Yun Niang. After finishing reading it, his expression changed drastically.
"My father is critically ill and his life is hanging by a thread."
"Doesn't he possess profound internal energy cultivation? How could he have contracted an illness so easily?"
"Could there be some hidden secret behind this?"
Regardless of the truth, he was determined to return home immediately to visit his family.
After years of traveling abroad, he has mastered multiple languages, including Yue, Chu, and Qi, thanks to his extraordinary language comprehension skills from childhood.
The original goal of becoming fluent in eight languages has now been nearly half achieved.
"Is my father's illness related to the war?" Han Feng was filled with doubt. He quickly packed his bags and went out of the room.
At this moment, he had no time to deal with his residence.
He walked straight into the backyard, untied the reins of the stable, led out a nag, and strode out of the gate with firm steps.
He was unable to afford fine horses, and he had neither wealth nor power, nor unparalleled martial arts skills.
Even if someone were to offer him a fine horse, he would never accept it, because for ordinary people, a mount of that caliber would often be a fatal burden.
Only after stepping out of the courtyard gate and onto the bustling street did Han Feng lightly leap onto his horse, nimbly scrambling it with his legs and giving the reins a slight twitch. Only then did the timid horse reluctantly begin to trot, heading straight towards the city gate.
217. Opportunity