Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 534, sow discord?

The short letter was only two pages long. After reading it, San Ha had a gloomy expression and did not speak for a long time.

The young man standing next to him was a little worried and couldn't help asking, "Father, what did the letter say?"

Sanha has always valued and trusted this son, and these things are generally not hidden from him. But this time, he was uncharacteristically and put away the letter in his hand without any intention of showing it to his son.

Faced with the youth's inquiry, I just said solemnly, "Nothing."

The young man couldn't help frowning, his father's expression didn't seem like he was okay.

San Ha looked up at her son and said solemnly, "Go and rest, there are still a lot of things to do later."

The young man hesitated, looking at Sanha before he spoke.

Sanha waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, let's go."

The young man had no choice but to respectfully back out, but at the moment he went out, he looked back and found his father's face became extraordinarily solemn.

San-ha was alone in the conference room, and he reopened the letter in his hand and read it carefully. After a long time, he squeezed the letter into a ball and held it in his palm, sneered, "What a Fu Fengcheng!"

Fu Fengcheng's letter is indeed not long, but the content in it makes Sanha very uneasy. This seems to be an ordinary letter to persuade San Ha to retreat and sow discord, but there are many contents in it that just hit San Ha's worries.

This worry was not brought to him by Fu Fengcheng, but was haunted in his heart from the moment King Nile asked the Seventeenth Legion to go out to fight and could not be dissipated. Therefore, Sanha quietly left a small number of soldiers and horses in the country, and did not really bring them to Anxia.

Fu Fengcheng said in the letter that the king sent the 17th Legion to fight abroad in order to consume the 17th Legion and to seize power while they were away from the country to eliminate those who favored the 17th Legion.

Fu Fengcheng also said that this is the reason why King Nile promised Sun Liang to join forces to attack Anxia, ​​just to keep the tiger away from the mountain. King Nile didn't care whether he could capture Anxia's territory in the end, he just wanted to make Anxia's territory the grave of the Seventeenth Legion. Otherwise, if the Nile Royal Family really has a long-term plan for Anxia, ​​why not discuss it with the Seventeenth Legion in advance? Instead, he dispatched troops without warning? So easily beaten by the six southern provinces and retreated to the 17th Legion to clean up the mess?

All this is just to lure them out of the country.

This is sowing discord! And it is very rough, straightforward and undisguised to sow discord.

Sangha certainly knew Fu Fengcheng's purpose, but... he also knew that King Nile and the royal family were really able to do these things.

Fu Fengcheng said at the end of the letter that if Sanha doesn't believe him, he can read it again. Within a month, his eldest son, Sanggu, will surely die.

Just as Dujun Fu felt that Fu Fengcheng was his pride, Dujun Long also put all his hopes on Long Yue. In San Ha's eyes, his eldest son, Sang Gu, born by his wife to him, is also his pride and future. of hope.

San-ha is fifty-two years old this year, and the Nile married early, so his eldest son is thirty-five. Sanggu is a very capable and excellent heir, so Sangha can take his troops and horses to the expedition with confidence. Because he believes that Sang Gu can handle everything, even if there is any accident, he can at least stabilize the situation and wait for him to return to China.

But now Fu Fengcheng says that Sang Gu will die within a month!

This is not only a provocation, a provocation, but a curse!

If the messenger hadn't left by now, San-ha might have shot him directly.

A feeling of unease lingered inside, and San-ha knew he was still affected by the letter. He couldn't help but squeeze the letter in his hand even tighter, as if he was pinching someone's bone.

Xu Shaoming felt that Young Master Fu was not very good. Although he had just won a battle, the praise from all parties, the awards from the military department and the Overseer did not make Young Master Fu feel better.

Xu Shaoming looked around and thought to himself: Probably because the young lady is not there?

After Fu Fengcheng asked the person who had just delivered the letter to retreat, Xu Shaoming looked at the young master's slightly relieved face and asked, "Young Master, are you sure that Sanha will believe that letter?"

Fu Fengcheng asked, "Why don't you believe it?"

Xu Shaoming also wants to ask, why do you believe it? Obviously you can see that it is provocation, right?

"Because if I were Sangha, I would also believe it." As if seeing Xu Shaoming's complaints, Fu Fengcheng glanced at Xu Shaoming and said lightly.

Huh? Xu Shaoming looked at his eldest son in surprise.

Fu Fengcheng said, "I really want to sow discord, but it's something that will really happen. No matter who is in Sangha's position, you can only believe it."

Xu Shaoming frowned and said, "So, the Nile Royal Family really wants to fight the Legion of Glory?" Thinking of this, he felt a little sympathetic to the Legion of Glory. After all, he once also made great contributions to the Nile family, but now the Nile Royal Family has Seeing that they are not pleasing to the eye, I want to kill them all the time.

Fu Fengcheng said, "If the Nile Royal Family doesn't make a move, in a few years or ten years... I don't know who will make it first."

"...Sanha also has ambitions?" Xu Shaoming was speechless, Fu Fengcheng said, "How many people can resist such a temptation with a heavy army in hand and power over the world? The Nile royal family is extremely esteemed, whether it be ordinary people or high officials. In front of them, they can only tremble like slaves. With Sangha's current power, why should he lie on the ground and be slaves to others?"

If the ancient emperors of Anxia paid attention to "being ordered by the sky", then the Nile royal family themselves were the sky and the gods.

In the early days, the Legion of Glory was actually under the control of people trusted by the royal family. It must be said that the Sanha family could calmly control the Legion of Glory before it was killed. Sanha's great-grandfather, great-grandfather and grandfather were once loyal dogs of the royal family, and it took several generations of loyalty to finally exchange for the real power of these two generations.

In the Nile Kingdom, probably only military power can limit the royal family a little.

Xu Shaoming thinks about the words carefully, it seems to be right. Who can sit and want to kneel?

In ancient times of Anxia, ​​as long as they did not encounter a real tyrant, the officials who could not bear the emperor's actions could submit a letter to persuade them, and they could even ask for the crown, and the labor and capital would not let you go. A little bit of arrogance can force the emperor to step back and even make his own decree.

In the Nile, a careless king or a prince in a bad mood can make a high-ranking official lose his head without even much reason.

"What will Sanha do?" Xu Shaoming asked curiously.

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes and shook his head, "I don't know, let's take a look. Any news from the Northwest?"

Xu Shaoming immediately put on a serious expression and replied, "The battle in the northwest is still in a stalemate. At present, Da Yin's troops in the northwest have exceeded 600,000."

Wen Yan Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, "Is Da Yin really determined to win the Northwest?"

Xu Shaoming said, "The opportunity is rare. After all, next time we have to wait until Sun Liang rebels, the Nile invasion, and the small countries in the Western Regions may not be easy."

Fu Fengcheng still frowned, "Indeed."

Xu Shaoming looked at Fu Fengcheng's expression and said: "Long Shao and Song Shao are in the northwest, and Song's military governor is in the northwest. You don't have to worry about it."

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "I'm not worried about this, I'm just a little curious that Da Yin and An Xia have fought each other over the years, but there has never been a time like this time when he has never been so immortal."

Xu Shaoming said, "That's right, maybe it's...the westward expansion of Dayin people has been too smooth in recent years, right? Isn't it the dream of every Dayin people to set foot on the Central Plains?" Hundreds of years have never been successful.

In the past thousand years, unlike Anxia's relatively stable and low-speed expansion, Dayin's territory has changed many times.

Sometimes it is a giant entrenched in the northwest of Anxia. At its peak, the area is larger than that of Anxia, ​​and its ability can almost threaten the rule of the Central Plains, and the two sides will inevitably fight to the death.

Sometimes it suddenly weakens to the point of being occupied by other tribes, and only a small piece of territory remains. Anyway, for thousands of years, it has been repeatedly jumping between wars and alliances, and now I probably feel that another round of charging has been completed, and I can try again.

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "It went so well."

Xu Shaoming said, "No, in the past 20 years, the Dayin people have annexed many small countries and tribes in the west." Because they are busy with westward expansion, the northwest frontier has been relatively stable in the past 20 years, only occasionally There is a little friction with the Song family.

Fu Fengcheng took out a document on the table and looked at it carefully for a while before saying: "Send a message to Song Shao, I agree with his plan, and give him our manpower in the west."

Xu Shaoming was a little surprised, but he still answered with a straight face, "Yes, young master."

Xu Shaoming took orders to go out to do business, Fu Fengcheng continued to look at the documents in his hand, and it took a while to raise his head and frown slightly as if remembering something.

His eyes fell on a picture frame on the table, which was almost the only thing in the entire room that didn't fit in with this brutal space full of chills.

In the photo frame is a photo that was just taken not long ago. In the photo, Leng Sa is wearing a long dress and holding a small white and tender stone in her hand. Little Stone waved his little hands in his mother's arms, opened his big eyes, and grinned very happily.

Leng Sa is looking down at the small stone in his arms. Although he can't see his eyes clearly, he can see the beautiful smile and the love for the child from the slightly drooping face.

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and brushed his fingers lightly over the two people in the photo. After a long time, a shallow sigh could be heard in the room.

There is actually no difference between the west bank and the east bank of the Ruohe River, and the original people did not feel that being separated by a river had any effect on them. It was only now that the war was going on and the river was almost completely blocked, people realized that it was really inconvenient.

Especially the people near the riverside, they used to cross the river by boat to Licheng or some surrounding counties to do some small business, but now they can't. As for those businessmen who traveled between Nile and Anxia, ​​many were blocked by the river and could not move forward, even if they were complaining in their hearts, there was nothing they could do.

In contrast, Leng Sa has been quite busy these two days. They have to inquire about the specific locations of garrisoned troops all over the Nile and draw a clear map of the West Bank deployment. Also keep an eye on those Nile people.

The small town where they are located is a large-scale town closest to Ruohe. The Nile people have just lost the battle in the past two days and their morale is very low. Naturally, some middle and low-level commanders will come to the city to drink or something. .

Low-level ordinary soldiers are naturally not qualified, and those who can leave the camp and enter the city at this time will never be the lowest-level soldiers.

Leng Sa is a little dissatisfied with this. The level of these people has no access to any confidential information, and they do almost nothing except drink and fool around.

"Ayue." Leng Sa was sitting by the railing on the second floor of a restaurant drinking tea. Looking down from here, he could just see a group of Nile people in the lobby downstairs arguing with each other.

Su Ze came up from the downstairs and sat down opposite Leng Sa. After looking around, he said in a low voice, "I just got news that King Nile has sent an envoy."

Leng Sa was a little surprised, "Messenger?"

Su Ze let out a low laugh, looked at the group of people downstairs, and continued to lower his voice, "It's better to say it's an inspector than a messenger. King Nile is very dissatisfied with the performance of the Seventeenth Legion during this period of time, and sent I came here to supervise the battle by the 17th Army Corps."

Supervision? Leng Sa couldn't help laughing, this thing probably has the same meaning as the ancient eunuchs or civil servants to serve as supervisors.

Leng Sa pondered for a moment, then said, "We are almost ready to deploy the picture, since that's the case... let's do another vote."

Su Ze said, "What do you mean?"

Leng Sa hooked his fingers at him, Su Ze hurriedly got closer, and said with a cold smile, "Let's go and kill that supervisor."

"..." Su Ze looked at Leng Sa in shock, "That prison... No, the inspector will definitely cause trouble for Sanha, aren't you helping him?"

Leng Sa said, "If that person died before he arrived, guess...King Nile would think it was us or Sanha who killed it?"

Su Ze instantly understood and glanced at the person below. Even if Sanha has evidence that the Anxia people killed the messenger of King Nile, King Nile may not believe it.

Su Ze asked, "Do you want to inform the young master?"

Leng Sa shrugged, "You can do whatever you want."

Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll prepare now!"

The two called the man to settle the bill. Seeing that the dim sum on the table between the two of them had not been used much, Su Ze's face was not very good-looking, and the man downstairs, who was about to make a noise, knew why. Having to apologize again and again, Su Ze asked casually, "How do you do business with these people being so noisy?"

The guy is also very helpless, "How can this be done? But these people don't come every day, just bear with it and pass."

Noisy is a trivial matter. The point is that these people don't even remember to give money when they are drunk. How dare the shopkeeper and the clerk dare to provoke these people, basically they will laugh if they receive the money once three or five times.

Su Ze thought about it for a while, but still said to Leng Sa, "Ayue, you can go from the back." It is better to do less than one thing. I always feel that if the young lady goes down, it will be easy for an accident.

The guy saw Leng Sa and immediately understood, and nodded again and again: "This little brother is right, our shop has a back door, why don't you go from behind, girl?"

Leng Sa glanced at Su Ze, Su Ze said, "Be careful, we still have something to do." If you kill the Nile people in the city, it will be difficult to do later.

Leng Sa said: "Then let's go to the back together."

Su Ze said, "My things are still downstairs." He carried a bag of things before he came up.

Leng Sa didn't care either, nodded and followed the guy downstairs from the back.

It's just that Su Ze didn't expect that Leng Sa did not provoke the Nile people, but he did it himself.

As soon as I went downstairs, before I could go out, someone bumped into him. Su Ze was knocked back a few steps and hit the handrail of the stairs.

The person who bumped him was a drunk, staggering and unsteady. Although Su Ze was bumped by him, he also squatted on the ground.

There was a sudden burst of laughter in the hall, and a group of Nile people pointed at the man sitting on the ground and jeered.

The man got up from the ground, and when he saw Su Ze who was still standing, he suddenly became a little embarrassed. He stepped forward and grabbed Su Ze by the collar and pointed at him and scolded him, even waving his fists to hit him. he.

If usually Su Ze could take down this drunk with one move, but now it's a little troublesome. He could only cover his head and begged for mercy, but the other party still punched Su Ze several times before letting him go in laughter.

Su Ze has been an undercover agent, and these are not unfamiliar, but he still thanked him timidly, and went out as if he had taken the things left at the counter and escaped.

Outside the door, Adjutant Su couldn't help but think to himself: I'm going to kill this bunch of **** when I go back!

With a light snort in his heart as he was about to leave, Su Ze's eyes suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly lowered his face and carried the burlap sack on his shoulders and walked towards the other end.

Not far behind him, several Nile people, also in uniform, are walking towards this direction. There is no sign on the uniform of the leader, so he can't tell his rank, but just by looking at the momentum and the attitude of the people around him, he can tell that this person's identity is definitely not simple.

Adjutant Su quickly turned the corner and saw that the man just entered the restaurant where he just came out. A meaningful smile appeared on his face

Looks like I've run into a big fish.