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Chapter Nineteen Thousands of Threads (Part 2)

Chapter 19: Thousands of Thousands of Things (Part 2)

A series of orders were issued like arrows, without discussing with anyone, nor giving anyone a chance to discuss. When Du Zundao, Luo Wensu and others finally felt something was wrong, the generals had already received the order arrows from Liu Futong and turned around to prepare for battle.

"While Liu was on the expedition, the young master asked Du Xiangduo to take care of him." Liu Futong smiled at Du Zundao, with a hint of pleasure in his voice.

Don’t you want to use the power of the young maid and the son to fight with me? Then I will help you and create more opportunities for you. Judging from my husband’s handwriting, can you move the soldiers and soldiers of the Red Turban in Yingzhou?

"That's natural, this is Du's own business." Du Zundao's face seemed to have been slapped back and forth by someone, red and purple.

Liu Futong was demonstrating to him and Han Liner and his son through practical actions. Du Zundao saw this very clearly, but he had no way to resist the other party. He even felt a sense of inexplicable fear in his heart, telling him that he must not force Liu Futong into anger, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Then Du Xiang will go back and make some preparations first. I have a lot of things to do, so I won't leave Du Xiang." Liu Futong yawned gently and waved to see him off.

"Du said goodbye." Du Zundao was both hated and afraid, and gritted his teeth and bowed, then turned around and left in shame with Luo Wensu, Cui De and others.

The blow this time was quite heavy. It was not until he returned to his left prime minister's mansion, closed the door, and arranged a confidant guard around. Everyone finally found a sense of security in their hearts. They gritted their teeth and cursed, "The old thief who killed the gods actually betrayed the doctrine and failed the grace of the leader for his support. We are irreconcilable with him."

"As sooner or later, I have to calculate this account with him so that the brothers in the church can recognize the ugly faces of the old thief."

"Secret Du, we can't just endure it. If we hold it on, the old thief will definitely be more aggressive, and the young master will be completely disappointed with us."

"Secret Du, please give me an order. Even if I am crushed to pieces, I will accept it."

"Secret Du, Secret Du, you said something, Secret Du"

"Stop it." Du Zundao felt angry when he heard it, and shouted sternly, "If you don't want to say less, all the troops in our hands together are less than 10,000. There is a huge gap in armor and weapons, and there is not a single cannon. If you want to eliminate the treacherous slander for the young master, what can you use to shovel? If you can avoid being beaten by Liu's name, it will be considered a burning incense."

All the words were said at the critical point, and everyone's face turned pale and their eyes were erratic. Indeed, the biggest problem at the moment was that everyone here had no strength to compete with Liu Futong at all. The support of Han Liner and his son was only moral and could not be left in the clear at all. If Liu Futong was forced into anger, even the young master Han Liner would not recognize him, and what was waiting for everyone would be dead end.

"Then, then let's wait, let's forget it. Young Master, Young Master and the Queen, how should we explain it?" After a quarter of silence, Luo Wensu, the assistant minister, finally mustered up the courage again and murmured to ask.

Everyone knows how Han Lin'er is. After all, she is still young and everything is in the stage of learning and exploration. However, Han Lin'er's mother, Yang, is definitely not an ordinary woman. If she finds that their abilities and strength are not enough, she may change her position immediately.

"Don't rush to explain with Empress Yang." Du Zundao frowned and responded in a deep thought, "After today's incident, the old man will definitely be alert. He will no longer let outside news spread to Yanfu Palace as before. We just took advantage of the old man's disrespect to Empress Yang to vaguely pass today's affairs. General Cui, aren't you ordered to repair the palace? You just take some confidants in and try not to let idle people approach the young master and Empress Yang at will. General Li, you can draw good players as soon as possible and train an elite team so that Empress Yang and the young master can command directly. There is no need for too many people, and there are five hundred enough."

"Yes." Cui De and Li Wu bowed together to take the order, but their eyes were full of suspicion.

Both of them understood everything Du Zundao said just now, but these methods are either to cut out flesh and sores, or to quench near thirst, and there is no way to save the situation immediately, and there is not even a substantial threat to Liu Futong.

"Luo Guanzheng, you will work with me to prepare books for the young master to other red scarves heroes in the past few days, and ask them to send someone to watch the ceremony of King Song ascending the throne." Knowing that everyone was a little disappointed with him, Du Zundao took a deep breath and added with a sneer, "This is a major event assigned by the right prime minister. We must do it well. Whether it is Zhao Junyong, Peng Da, Ni Wenjun, Peng Monk, Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Chongba, they will be sent to you. Don't let others think that the young master has neglected the hero."

"Yes." Luo Wensu was slightly stunned at first, then leaned down and responded loudly.

The "Left Prime Minister" Cui De, Li Wu and other soldiers also felt something wrong. They frowned and looked at each other with their eyes.

Soon, they all laughed, and their faces were covered with cruelty.

Zhao Junyong and Peng Da both served as the chief commander of the Red Turban Army. However, after their defeat last year, they became stray dogs under others. The troops under their command were not replenished for a long time. The former territory was also given to Zhu Chongjiu by Sesame Li as the deputy commander of the Red Turban Army before his death, and it had nothing to do with them again.

Ni Wenjun and Monk Peng are Xu Shouhui's right-hand man, but now Monk Peng is isolated in Chizhou by the Yuan army and has no time to take into account the internal operations of the Tianwan Dynasty. Ni Wenjun is said to have slowly outlawed Xu Shouhui, and military and political affairs are decided based on his words.

As for Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Chongba, they are local powerful people who have been under the Huai'an Army, but are openly and secretly preparing to part ways with the Huai'an Army. It is said that the future is limitless.

The above people have one common characteristic, that is, in addition to their status in this sect, they also hold an official position assigned by Liu Futong. Although some people have never announced their acceptance, at least from the perspective of the Red Turban in Yingzhou, they are Red Turban generals and should be dispatched by Liu Futong, the right prime minister and the Grand Marshal of the Army.

It can be foreseeable that after these letters are sent out, they will arouse a storm. If they are not done properly, some people will even turn around and fight with the Red Turban in Yingzhou. The people they hate are definitely not Du Zundao and Luo Wensu who were ordered to compile the book, nor will it be Han Liner who just debuted. They will only point the finger at Liu Futong, so that the latter will not be able to argue, and they will not even be able to devalue their own wealth to make an explanation.

The facts that happened in the next half month were as Du Zundao expected. After receiving the letter, Xu Shouhui jumped up first and scolded Liu Futong for being despicable. He found an orphan from where he came out of Han Shantong's descendants, and used the emperor to order the princes to vow to lead troops into Bianliang immediately to see who the fake Han Liner was.

"If your Majesty ignores it, if their Yingzhou Red Turban continues to do this, sooner or later, they will destroy themselves. At that time, the Weishi just happened to go north to clear the door for Han Shantong." Ni Wenjun, the left prime minister of the Tianwan Empire, was much calmer than Xu Shouhui. He smiled and took out the letter to himself. He pulled him to pieces in front of Xu Shouhui.

"The Zuo Prime Minister certainly makes sense, but I am afraid that others will be deceived. After all, the soldiers of my Tianwan Empire are now scattered everywhere and have poor communication with each other." After Xu Shouhui became emperor, he was addicted to creating a great cause for the empire to be the heirs. His ambitions seemed to have been almost wiped out. He heard that Ni Wenjun had no plans to send troops, so he immediately changed his mind.

"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much about this. With Peng Xiang's insight and demeanor, you will never be deceived by Liu Futong's tricks." Ni Wenjun thought about it and confidently promised his colleagues.

He fought side by side with Monk Peng for many years. Although he had fewer contacts recently, they had always been loyal to each other. No matter how rumors outside, Monk Peng never suspected that he was planning to usurp the throne. He never believed that Monk Peng was preparing to return to his own business outside and would fight back against the Tianwan Empire in the future.

"This" Xu Shouhui was still a little hesitant, but looking at Ni Wenjun's face, he quietly took back the doubts in his heart. Zuo Ni Youpeng had already joined forces to divide all the power in the court. If the emperor dared to do anything to drag his legs, it would probably not take too long. There would be someone else on the chair. Therefore, before the third force rises, he should continue to be confused.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'll send someone to send a letter to Peng Xiang to hear what he means." Ni Wenjun didn't know that his behavior had already hit Xu Shouhui's reverse scales, and he still made a promise with confidence.

He had a straightforward and neat personality. When the court came, he immediately wrote a letter and sent someone to take a fast ship to send it to Monk Peng. Before that, Monk Peng had already replied to Yingzhou. Not only did he reject the invitation to "Liu Futong" for the ceremony, he also replied with great sincerity: "Peng is the prime minister of the Tianwan Dynasty. He only knew that the important thing at present was to take advantage of his escape and die, and to regain the power of the Red Turban, rather than to fight each other with a close eye."

"Prime Minister, don't take it lightly, as this matter may be a little troublesome." Monk Peng's favorite general and former military governor Chen Youliang came forward and whispered to remind him.

"Yeah." Hearing this, Monk Peng was slightly stunned, glanced at the latter, and whispered, "Tell me clearly, don't say half of it, leave half of it, what's the trouble? Could it be that Ni Xiang met someone else's cheating?"

"Of course the trouble is not with Ni Xiang." Chen Youliang bowed his lower body and responded in a very low voice. "Ni Xiang's eyes are long-term. With him here, no one in our Tianwan Dynasty will take over Liu Futong's trouble, but there is probably a little embarrassed there."

As he spoke, he compared his fingers to the northeast, and a little anxiety appeared on his face. "Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Chongba were worried that they would not have the chance to completely break away from Huaiyang's control. Now Liu Futong invited them and Zhu Chongjiu to Bianliang to watch the ceremony, which was like a dream of sending a pillow."

"Nee," Monk Peng immediately changed his temperament and sucked the air. The reason why he was able to regain his foothold after a series of defeats last year was entirely due to Zhao Pusheng, Chen Youliang and others on mission to Yangzhou, and successfully reached an agreement with the Huai'an army to exchange food and grass for firearms. To a certain extent, Zhu Chongjiu was considered a timely help to him. With Zhu Chongjiu, most of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers along the Yangtze River were firmly attracted to their respective defense zones, and no one dared to leave their nests easily and cause trouble for him.

If Zhu Chongba and Zhang Shicheng were deceived, Zhu Chongjiu might be forced to start cleaning up the portal first. After all, Liu Futong used extremely similar methods to differentiate him and Sesame Li, and the relationship between Zhu Chongjiu and these two people was far less than that between Sesame Li and him back then, and he could believe each other without reservation.

"Otherwise, I will take the navy to the north bank for a few rounds and remind Zhu Chongba." While feeling depressed, I heard Chen Youliang whispering his suggestion.

This is the latter's real purpose. It is not to fight for Huaiyang for no reason, but to take this opportunity to beat Zhu Chongba, who is only a river from him. Of course, it would be better to take the opportunity to seize several cities on the north bank, and he would have more opportunities to achieve great things.

"Hiss,." I wonder if I could guess Chen Youliang's real intention, Monk Peng continued to breathe in. From a military perspective, this was a good choice. Since Zhu Chongba was attracted by Liu Futong and betrayed Huaiyang, the Huai'an army would not be able to stand up for Zhu Chongba again. He could just fight to Anqing and kill him before his wings were still alive. One was to repay Zhu Chongjiu's timely help last year, and the other was to reconnect the territory of the Tianwan Empire into a whole area.

"The last general dare not agree with Brother Chen's meaning." However, before Monk Peng could figure out where to go, Zhao Pusheng's burly body flashed into the door and stood up and bowed to him. "The Prime Minister thought twice, this matter was absolutely vague. Not to mention that Zhu Chongba might not be as short-sighted as Brother Chen thought. Even if he really responded to Liu Futong's invitation, it would have nothing to do with the "Gaoyou Agreement" back then. If our army rashly led troops to Jiangbei, it would probably turn against Huaiyang immediately."

"What." Monk Peng was confused and frowned. Chen Youliang was also shocked, his eyes were rumbling in his sockets.

"At the end of the previous year, I was ordered to go on an envoy to Yangzhou. Last year, I had escorted grain and grass to go to the place for delivery, so I have some understanding of what happened there." Zhao Pusheng grinned and added with a wry smile, "Does the Prime Minister think that General Manager Zhu doesn't want to fight with Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Chongba? It's not that he doesn't want to, but that's not that he can't. When he was weak, he made a covenant with the heroes in Gaoyou with the support of Sesame Li. The first thing is, 'The Tartars have not retreated, and the heroes are not allowed to attack and kill each other.' Although Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Chongba were defeated by him, they know how to restrain their subordinates and cherish the people, so he was bound by the "Gaoyou Deal" and could not go back on his word."

"This" Monk Peng and Chen Youliang suddenly realized it and accompanied him to smile bitterly.

What does it mean to be self-binding? This is, Zhu Chongjiu probably wouldn't have thought that his strength could rank among the top of the world's heroes in the blink of an eye. His "Gaoyou Deal" is set for five years. In other words, no matter how much Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Chongba are to do, as long as they do not take the initiative to attack the Huaian Army, he will not find an excuse to destroy the two.

Otherwise, he would have committed the first article of the Gaoyou Deal and was then attacked by "all heroes in the world."
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