Looking at the peanuts and wine glasses, Wang Kui lowered his head and frowned and thought seriously. He was a military general, a Confucian general, not a rough man who was not a strategy.

What Changsun Hong said was very risky, but very reasonable.

Using internal strife to consume and restrain the Northern Barbarians is indeed a feasible way. Once successful, it can reach one million powerful troops and thousands of good generals.

Once you fail, you will only make some losses and do not waste troops or harm the people. It is indeed very worthwhile.

However, those who are involved must be elites, because the stupid guys can't do such things.

This is the most difficult part. If a person with great wisdom and courage comes to master the whole story and carefully plan every step and detail, this matter will be like a castle in the air and cannot be fulfilled.

Although the Mongolians were barbaric, they were not fools. One sentence, "I'll help you rebel. Do you want to be a big kid? I'll fuck him!" It doesn't work, it's something to fools.

Wang Kui raised his head, looked at Changsun Hong, who was sitting on the mat with his legs spread apart, and said in a deep voice: "Do you have the confidence to win?"

"No." Changsun Hong spread his hands: "This kind of thing is unpredictable. After all, I don't even know who Brother Tiemu is, and I have never seen him before, so what are the reasons for it."

Wang Kui's eyebrows were twisted deeper, and thick eyebrows were intertwined, like two black hemp ropes were wrapped around each other.

"That's right, my second brother can take charge on the northern border and send some clever and clever people to implement it in detail. If you have any questions, you can report them in time. You can just issue an order." Wang Kui put forward a compromise plan.

"No." Changsun Hong felt a little thirsty, and couldn't help but grab the wine pot and pour a glass of water and drink it with his eyes closed: "The mountains and rivers are separated by, and the two countries are intertwined. Who can deliver the message back and forth? Besides, many things must be decided immediately. Those who make decisions there must be extremely wise and brave, and have the right to do it. Unfortunately, I can't think of anyone else except me."

Wang Kui was worried and angry, laughed in anger, pointing at Changsun Hong's nose and laughing: "Second brother, should I say you are arrogant or aloof? Isn't there anyone who has attracted your attention from the Song Dynasty?"

"Although there are many capable people, there are few people you and I can trust." Changsun Hong did not laugh, holding the cup, seemed to be looking at the patterns on the white porcelain cup: "I forgot to tell you that this matter cannot be reported to the court, only you and I can rely on our own resources and manpower to do it."

"Why?" Wang Kui was puzzled and widened his eyes in surprise: "This matter is beneficial to the country, why can't we obtain the support of the court?"

Changsun Hong's face turned cold, and a stern light flashed in his eyes: "Brother, this matter must be very confidential and must not be allowed to be known to outsiders, otherwise I will not be able to die. There are many eyes and people in the court, and any one of them knows about this matter will be leaking."

After stopping, he sneered: "Maybe the biggest ones in the court are already hooked with the north."

Wang Kui's expression changed a few times. Obviously, what Changsun Hong said reminded him of something bad, but his identity as a minister of the Song Dynasty still made him instinctively defend his court.

"This... Then I have already informed the officials and Privy Councilors in a secret letter, right?"

"No! Brother, if you want me to come back alive, you can't tell anyone!" Changsun Hong stared at Wang Kui in anger and said sternly: "Did your brother forget Yue Wumu in Fengbo Pavilion?"

Yue Fei died at Fengbo Pavilion, and the attacks were Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty and Qin Yi, the Privy Councilor. Everyone knew about this. The reason why Yue Fei died was because of the incompatible struggle between the pro-war faction and the surrender faction in the Song Dynasty. Now there are many people around the Song Dynasty officials who advocate peace with Mongolia. Wang Kui naturally knew the benefits and interests of the people. He immediately gathered his eyes and nodded and said resolutely: "I understand. Since the second brother has decided, I can only support it with all my strength! After you leave, you will feel completely at ease about the matter here. With me, no one can shake Shimenfan and Dali at all."

The two of them looked at each other with a clanging sound.

Then he laughed loudly, Wang Kui picked up the wine glass, brushed the two small wine glasses on the table to the ground, and smashed them to pieces, and shouted loudly from the outsider: "Come here! I'll send a big bowl, I'll go back with Lord Changsun until I get drunk!"

Before he finished speaking, a person came in outside the door, but he was not a personal soldier who came in, but a commander carrying a yellow flag.

The man came in a hurry, sweating profusely. He probably didn't hear Wang Kui's shouting, but just bowed and shouted: "There is an urgent report from Fushunjian!"

Both of them were stunned, but their reactions were different.

Changsun Hong leaned against the table and smiled: "Brother, as I said, the Song Dynasty is not a solid piece. The external troubles have just receded, and civil strife has arisen again. This must be someone who spys on Yanli and makes trouble there!"

Wang Kui was furious and ate the wine pot heavily on the table, shouting: "Come on!"

The messenger hurriedly untied a bamboo tube from his back, took out a beeswax seal scroll from it, and handed it to Wang Kui with both hands. Wang Kui untied it twice, and read it at a glance ten lines, and his whole face turned red and purple as if it was barbecued.

"Rebellion, rebellion!" He slapped the table hard, slapped the small case a few times, shaking it: "Peng Daya is such a bastard, and he dared to openly indulge his subordinates invading Fushun Prison, saying that he wanted to include two salt prisons under his jurisdiction. Is this going to rebel?!!"

"Beat the drum! Gather the generals!" He roared: "I want to lead the troops personally to see which turtle grandson dares to make ground on Tai Sui's head!"

Changsun Hong was not as annoyed as he did. He just picked up the scroll, looked at it quickly, sat down and said without moving, "Brother, don't worry, this is the urgent matter the afternoon the day before yesterday. It has been a day and a half."

Wang Kui was so angry that his ears turned red. Seeing Changsun Hong's indifferent look, he was so anxious that his teeth itched. He held his anger and said, "You are not in a hurry yet, how can you work hard? The new salt and profit policy has just been implemented, and Peng Daya clearly came for you! It was still a day and a half, so we sent troops immediately and could catch up."

"Brother, don't be impatient." Changsun Hong slowly stood up, patted his clothes, and said to the personal soldiers standing at the door: "Have you received the big bowl?"

The personal soldiers were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and then a soldier hurriedly ran to take them.

"Second brother, I'm so angry that I'm so angry, why are you drinking?" Wang Kui stamped his feet.

"Drinking a bowl of wine will not stop the trouble." Changsun Hong smiled and said, "Brother, after drinking this bowl of wine, we will go back and have a sleep. When we wake up tomorrow morning, there will probably be new urgent reports coming."

Wang Kui looked at him, then his eyes turned a few times, as if he had figured out something, and he was so angry that he sat down with a loud laugh, waved his hand to let the inscrutable soldiers retreat.

"Hahaha, right, yes, how could the second brother make such a mistake?" He smiled and said, "The barbarian soldiers of Shimen are invincible, and the ghost soldiers are even more invincible in the world. With the few miscellaneous soldiers of Peng Daya, how can the second brother's people suffer? Hahaha!"

While speaking, the quick-handed and skilled personal soldiers had already trotted to get a few big bowls. Changsun Hong took them over and poured wine into them, and said to Wang Kui: "I'll ask my brother to write two letters tomorrow morning, and give the commander and the Privy Council respectively, and make a precaution."

"Understand, understand, understand!" Wang Kui took the bowl with a smile: "As long as there are not many people who die, I will take care of everything!"
Chapter completed!