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Chapter 144 Poisoning Plan
In the palace, Qin Nuo took a charcoal pencil and scribbled casually on plain white paper for a long time.
The crooked graphics, if Pei Ling is in, can barely distinguish, it is the boundary line of the Great Zhou, and the southern front, and the Beishuo Tubi tribe on top.
He was conceiving a future policy, thinking about it, and after considering it for a long time, he finally dropped the paper.
"Where is Fang Yuan?" His brain was in a mess. Today, there is too much mental work, and it's time to move his hands and feet.
"Bodyguard Fang went out before." Lee Maru whispered back.
Qin Nuo frowned. After sitting at the table, he was silent for a moment, then stood up again, walking back and forth in the hall.
Suddenly, he raised his voice: "Call Imperial Medicine Court Mei Jing..."
Qin Nuo called several names in a row, all of them were officials of the Imperial Medicine Court and the Department of Foreign Affairs.
When Fang Yuan returned to the Beginning-of-Creation Palace, he met Qin Nuo who had just summoned his ministers. Several ministers withdrew from the hall. They were all familiar faces. The director and judge of the Imperial Medicine Court were among them.
what happened? The emperor is sick? Fang Yuan's heart sank. However, took a second look and felt that the situation was not right. Not only the people from the Imperial Medicine Court, but also two officials from the Department of Foreign Affairs were listed.
Lee Maru greeted him and said with a smile: "It was the emperor who had just summoned a few adults to say a few words, as if it was a study by the Secretary of Gewu. Bodyguard Fang, the emperor has asked you several times just now."
Fang Yuan said, quickly stepping into the hall.
After Qin Nuo was at the table, he held a strange-shaped glass bottle in his hand.
The bottle was filled with a silver-white liquid, which was slightly cloudy.
Seeing Fang Yuan coming in, Qin Nuo asked with a calm face: "Where did you go just now?"
"The minister went out for a walk." Fang Yuan lowered his head and replied.
He didn't explain what he did, and Qin Nuo didn't ask.
With a cold snort, Qin Nuo shook the glass bottle in his hand and asked with a smile: "Do you know what this is?"
Hearing that the emperor didn't care about his whereabouts, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and casually guessed, "Is this the new wine from Gewusi?"
"No, it's the toxin that Nanchen dropped in the capital's water source before."
Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment before he realized what it was, and his face changed drastically, "The emperor, how can such a poisonous thing be kept by his side." What if I dropped it on the ground just now? do?
"Don't worry, this poison has already worked out a solution, and it doesn't matter if I get infected." Qin Nuo smiled and stared at the glass bottle in his hand.
The sunlight outside the window penetrated in, illuminating the transparent bottle as bright as jade, and the light can be seen.
"However, what I am asking them to study is a more powerful variant than this. Even the golden cotton grass will not be saved by then."
Fang Yuan was surprised: "What did the Emperor ask the Imperial Medicine Court to study this for?"
"What are you doing? Of course it was used." Qin Nuo sneered, "I want to treat him with his own way."
Fang Yuan was shocked, "Will the emperor poison the people of Nanchen?"
"Don't panic like this. I am not such a frenzied person. I can't do such things as poisoning innocent people on a large scale for the time being. I just decided to give it a try in Jianye City."
"The people in Jianye are not stable now. Once the epidemic occurs, it will presumably spread soon. When the time comes, soldiers outside the city will attack and fall into the city."
Fang Yuan's expression changed, and he immediately fell to his knees: "The emperor, this is unkind!"
"Is it a benevolent act to kill with a sword?" Qin Nuo stood up, carrying his hands on his back, and said frankly.
"I know what you mean. But have you ever thought that if you don't use this kind of opportunistic method, but drive the soldiers to attack the city forcefully, the eastern camp, the Shence Camp, and the Shenbing Camp will be damaged and the soldiers will be killed? Losing the drama will inevitably vent grievances on the civilians in the city, but it will cause even greater tragedy."
A large part of the massacre in ancient wars was due to the great losses of the war, in order to motivate the soldiers and vent their hatred.
In the previous battle of the destruction of Chen, the Southern Army suffered heavy losses. Several attacks were counterattacked. The front line was stretched too long and the battle situation was repeatedly stalemate. It wasn't until Pei Ling brought the Northern Army to kill that the situation was completely stabilized.
After garrisoned in Jianye, the Southern Ar was cruel to raid the local area. was afraid that at first there was a mentality of revenge, but then it was obvious that the appetite grew stronger and he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
Fang Yuan was silent.
"I chose such a method, and I have no choice. Now Wen Miao is in the capital, and the peace talks have just begun. The Nanchen side will not have much defense, so I decided to take a risk at this time."
"I have talked with Wen Miao today. There is almost no mediation between the interests of the two sides. Instead of wasting time on the long peace talks, it is better to let me cut the mess quickly and end this war as soon as possible."
"Before Zhan Ziping and the others said it was right. It is the real way of benevolence and justice to exchange the least sacrifice for victory."
"Chen Xuan, I will not be embarrassed. If the prisoners come to Beijing, they will treat each other with courtesy. Similarly, Wen Miao is also an individual talent. If he intends to work in the future, I will not hesitate to reuse it."
Looking at the figure kneeling in front of him, Qin Nuo said sincerely.
"I explain this plan to you now, just because, I know, you will definitely oppose it. Instead of waiting for the plan to succeed, you will know it, it is better to explain it to you now."
"Fang Yuan, you are like a teacher and a friend in my heart, so I don't want to hide you from deceiving you."
Fang Yuan's expression was in a mess. He was a person who was clumsy at words, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.
Qin Nuo said warmly, "If you don't want to, you can also choose to leave. On the northern border, the Tubi tribe has the intention to go south. I need someone to investigate the movement there. When you come back, Presumably Nanchen has calmed down. You don't need to be so entangled."
Fang Yuan did not answer. He knelt there on one knee silently, as if turned into a stone statue.
All the good things are said, this person is like a stubborn stone, just refuses to respond.
"Think about it yourself here. I am waiting for your reply."
At the end of the day, Qin Nuo got angry and flicked his sleeves angrily before turning around and leaving the Beginning-of-Creation Palace.
"The emperor..." Lee Maru came up with a shrunken head, and for the first time saw the emperor speak sternly to the people around him. Moreover, Fang Yuan is always friendly.
"He needs to be sober again, and there is no need for people to enter the hall." Qin Nuo simply ordered.
Lee Maru obediently took his orders, feeling in his heart that Bodyguard Fang is really grand, allowing the emperor to leave the hall to him to calm down.
Qin Nuo went to the study of the Partial Hall to read Zhezi, and turned around absently for a long time.
Fang Yuan walked in slowly, with a heavy footstep.
"Have you thought about it?" Qin Nuo asked sternly.
Fang Yuan knelt down again, "The minister asked to go to the northern border."
Is it finally this choice? Qin Nuo sighed secretly, lowered his eyes, and concealed his unpredictable expression.
"Alright, you don't have to look at all of this. Don't worry, when you come back, I must have calmed Jiangnan, and I will not embarrass the officials and people there. I have also asked the Imperial Medicine Court to mobilize and understand. Fang. It will definitely minimize the loss."
Fang Yuan did not answer, his expression dimmed.
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According to the custom of entertaining the envoys, the next few days will be a grand banquet. Wen Miao is indeed worthy of the name of a great Confucian. He is rich in learning, poetry, poetry, and allusions. At several literary meetings, many civil officials in Beijing praised him.
Even Pei Ling couldn't help but smile when she went to the palace to meet him once: "If the emperor can get this person, it will definitely be a big help."
In Qin Nuo’s view, what Wen Miao admired most was that although he was of Confucian origin, he was not constrained by the views of one family. He learned from the strengths of many families and learned all kinds of miscellaneous studies, no matter how they counted. It is also the knowledge of things, and all of them are involved, and their thinking is absolutely not rigid, even if they have a very clear understanding of their own Confucian flaws. After talking to him several times, Qin Nuo felt very admired.
This kind of free talk with the wise is similar to the pleasure of divine friendship, which he had only experienced in Pei Ling before.
Moreover, Wen Miao is both human and martial artist, and he is also a master of martial arts. Fortunately, this man is not very good at strategy and tactics, otherwise he is a Pei Ling of Nanchen.
Pei Ling himself laughed at Qin Nuo’s evaluation: “The emperor has been too acclaimed to his ministers. Although Wen Miao is not good at strategy, he is a top player in economics. Nanchen’s small court has been stretched over the years. Wen Miao has contributed a lot to being able to go around and operate safely."
Well, in this era, this kind of talent is more scarce than martial arts masters! Just looking at Pei Ling's attention to He Ci before, she knew that there were signs of dishonesty in the He family, and didn't really deal with it cruelly. It was because of He Ci's face.
Qin Nuo sighed: "It's a pity that the twisted melon is not sweet, otherwise I really want to keep him."
Amused by Qin Nuo's words, Pei Ling laughed aloud: "The emperor is kind and generous, and doesn't want to be too difficult for others."
After a pause, he whispered: "Just like Bodyguard Fang, the emperor won't let him go."
Qin Nuo glanced at him and knew that Pei Ling was suspicious of Fang Yuan. In fact, from the moment when Fang Yuan's true identity information was sent to him on that rainy night, Pei Ling showed his attitude.
He believed that Fang Yuan was the legendary Yaoguang.
"Fang Yuan will not betray me." Qin Nuo bit his lip.
Pei Ling didn't say more, he was stubborn about the young emperor, and he was tolerant.
Anyway, so many people are staring, and they can't get over the big storm.
After leaving the Beginning-of-Creation Palace, Pei Ling stepped down the corridor.
After leaving the palace gate, Ren Jinglei led the horse to greet him from the opposite side.
Taking the rein from him, Pei Ling turned on her horse.
When the twilight fell, the last bit of light from the sky disappeared.
The streets in the dark gradually became quiet and there were few pedestrians. A group of people strolled in the street market.
After leaving for a while, Pei Ling suddenly couldn't help but laugh in a low voice: "Testing with the power of a country, if Bodyguard Fang is a woman, I am afraid it is a good story for the lords of the beacon play.
"Is this a good story?" Ren Jinglei was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
A few days later, the 10,000 prisoners of war promised by Nanchen were delivered. There were quite a few high-ranking officers in the family.
For a time, the capital was full of mixed sounds of sadness and joy.
Qin Nuo was actually full of disgust for this group of moths who were greedy for life and fear of death, but it was impossible to kill them, especially most of them were soldiers of civilian origin.
They just ordered everyone to return home, and the sanctions for defeat will be discussed by the Ministry of War.
Nanchen released this kindness, and the courtesy courtesy Wen Miao's hospitality was even more enthusiastic.
In such a superficially harmonious atmosphere, a special strategy for Nanchen began quietly but intensively.