Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Fate-knowledge..." Chu Xiong nodded slowly.

That made sense.

As for how Fa Kong killed a master of the Netherworld Sect, he didn't ask much, and he wasn't concerned about such a small matter.

"Father, what exactly is it?" Chu Ling couldn't help asking.

Chu Xiong glanced at her.

Chu Ling snorted: "He doesn't say it, and you don't say it, father, so can't you say it?"

"The fewer people know about this, the better." Chu Xiong said.

"Don't worry, I won't spread it." Chu Ling pointed to her cherry lips: "My mouth is very tight."

"You don't actually need to know these things." Chu Xiong said lightly.

"Father!" Chu Ling was coquettish, and her curiosity was about to drive her crazy. She turned her head and looked at Chu Xiang: "Ninth brother, you know it too, right?"

Chu Xiang nodded solemnly: "Little sister, some things will make you happier if you don't know them. It's so good to be worry-free. Why bother yourself."

"Then I want to know more." Chu Ling snorted.

Fa Kong said nothing.

Chu Xiong looked at her helplessly.

If I don't tell this girl, I won't be able to have peace. She will keep pestering me and asking questions.

"Don't tell anyone."

"Don't tell anyone!"

"This involves the country."

"Don't worry, father, I will keep it in my heart!" Chu Ling straightened her chest and said solemnly.

Chu Xiong took out the letter from Fa Kong from her arms and handed it to her.

Chu Ling took it and glanced at it, and then her face changed drastically: "Father, this..."

"What are you panicking about!" Chu Xiong said lightly: "The sky won't fall!"

"But..." Chu Ling frowned: "If it's true, we Daqian can't stop it."

"It may not be a dead end." Chu Xiong said.

Chu Ling's face changed.

She didn't expect it to be such a big deal.

No wonder Fa Kong broke the usual practice of staying away from his father and took the initiative to write this letter.

Chu Xiong looked at Fakong: "Fakong, in your opinion, how can we break this situation?"

Fakong shook his head: "Your Majesty thinks highly of me. If it comes to casting Buddhist mantras or performing magical powers, I am indeed competent, but if it comes to discussing world affairs, that is not my forte. I am just a monk, with little knowledge and shallow vision. It is only a joke to talk about world affairs."

"One person's wisdom is short, and many people's wisdom is long. It doesn't hurt to listen to it." Chu Xiong said: "Sometimes, if you change your perspective, you will have more wonderful ideas."

Chu Xiang said: "Master, say a few words."

Chu Ling glanced at him.

How hypocritical! In terms of intelligence, how many people in the world can compare to him, but he still says that he is ignorant and shallow!

"In that case, then I will talk about it." Fakong said.

He saw it, and Chu Xiong would never give up if he didn't say a few words.

Chu Xiong pretended to listen attentively.

Fakong glanced at Chu Ling and flicked his fingers.

"Pop!" The letter turned into powder and flew away.

Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him.

Chu Xiong smiled.

It can be seen that Fakong is indeed a cautious person, acting cautiously and not leaving any trace.

Fakong said: "Since they have joined forces, we don't have much time left. There are only two ways to deal with it. Either fight hard, one against two, or destroy their alliance and sow discord between them to make them enemies."

"Head-to-head... We are not opponents. Dayong is okay, we can beat it. As for Dayun, Dayun's cavalry is powerful. If you give me ten years, we may be able to fight. Now..."

He shook his head.

Fakong understood.

There is no chance of winning if we fight Dayun now.

So the previous war preparations were to prepare to attack Dayong?

Or to deal with Dayun's invasion?

"Master," Chu Xiang said in a deep voice, "Once Dayun sends out troops and Dayong holds us back, we will definitely lose!"

Fakong said, "Since we can't fight head-on, we can only find a way to make them turn against each other, or join forces with Dayong to fight Dayun. After all, if we really want to defeat our Daqian, Dayong will have to think carefully about its situation."

Chu Xiang shook his head and said, "Dayong's hatred for us is too deep, I'm afraid it won't form an alliance with us to deal with Dayun."

Fakong smiled, "Prince, there is no grudge between countries, only interests. Compared with the country, grudges can be put aside temporarily. It's not too late to discuss grudges after defeating Dayun."

Chu Xiang frowned.

Fakong looked at Emperor Chu Xiong, "Your Majesty, I think the new emperor of Dayong is young and ambitious."

Chu Xiang is indeed not suitable to be an emperor.

He pays too much attention to feelings and grudges, not interests.

As a leader, he can make his subordinates follow and be loyal to him, but he can't be an emperor.

Being an emperor doesn't need people to be loyal and love him wholeheartedly, but only needs everyone to fight for their own interests.

What maintains the country is not emotion, but interests.

"Do you think he wants to unify the world?" Chu Xiong said.

Fakong smiled.

Chu Xiong nodded slightly: "Unify the world..."

He remembered that when he first succeeded to the throne, he also had such ambitions, wanting to surpass his ancestors and be admired by future generations.

But when he really became an emperor, he found that things in the world are not so simple.

Being an emperor seems to be supreme, but he is bound by his hands and feet everywhere, with many obstacles and no time to do whatever he wants.

Everyone in the court has different thoughts and calculations. When an imperial edict is issued, it seems to be followed without violation, but it is done in a variety of ways.

When a decree is issued and finally implemented, it may be completely different from what you think, and it will be completely different, making people angry but unable to find the culprit.

Kill a group of people, but replace a group of people and the same thing will happen again. It is difficult to reverse the accumulated problems. Human power is sometimes limited, and the power of one person is too limited.

The emperor only looks glorious, and the hardships inside are really insignificant.

Fakong said: "The emperor who has just taken office will inevitably have a beautiful dream of unifying the world. This is our opportunity."

Chu Xiong glanced at him.

This is a bit ironic, as if unifying the world is just a dream and unrealistic.

If so, the founding emperor of Daqian is also a dreamer, but those who finally achieve great things are dreamers.

Fakong strongly disagrees with war.

Once a war breaks out, the emperor and the powerful class do not have to fight on the battlefield, and there is no worry about their lives. They just need to stay in the back and make decisions. The people will die.

What guilt do the people have to die for the interests of the emperor and the powerful?

Fakong continued, "If he has this dream, then the most suitable alliance is not Dayun, but our Daqian."

"Alliance..."

Chu Xiang frowned and said, "But if Dayong breaks the alliance, Dayun will not let it go easily and will definitely attack Dayong."

Fakong smiled, "If you form an alliance with us, once Dayun sends troops, we will also send troops to attack Dayong together. No matter how strong Dayun is, it will not be able to stop the attack from both sides, right?"

"But the question is, will Dayong believe us?" Chu Xiang shook his head: "We have a grudge. If we really form an alliance, when Dayun sends troops to attack them, we don't send troops, but stand by and watch the fight. Then Dayong will be cheated, right?"

"If we sit and watch Dayong being defeated, Dayun will become stronger, and we will be the next one." Fakong said, "So Dayong will not worry about this."

Chu Xiang said, "If we wait until Dayong is about to fail and Dayun is seriously injured, wouldn't it be better? Will Dayong be prepared for this?"

Chu Xiong nodded slowly.

Fakong smiled, "It depends on how to make each other trust each other. In fact, complete trust is impossible. A certain degree of mutual trust is enough."

"Mutual trust..." Chu Xiang frowned and thought hard.

"Fakong, do you have a way?" Chu Xiong said lightly.

Fakong shook his head, "I am a poor monk with little knowledge and really don't know. Moreover, I don't know the grudges between Dayong and our Daqian."

If I say more, I will offend people. It's better to say less.

Chu Xiong looked at Chu Xiang: "Old Nine, do you think there is any way to gain mutual trust?"

"Father, I can't think of it." Chu Xiang shook his head and said: "The hatred between us cannot be resolved in a short time. It cannot be resolved."

Chu Xiong said: "Don't just think about hatred, think about it, what sincerity does Dayong have to show before we can trust them?"

"Sincerity..." Chu Xiang frowned and thought.

If according to his judgment, no matter what Dayong shows, it can't be trusted, it may be a means of deception.

Chu Xiong shook his head helplessly.

This Old Nine is really stupid.

Chu Ling suddenly came forward and said something in Chu Xiang's ear, which immediately attracted Chu Xiang's strange look.

Chu Ling said angrily: "Brother Nine, do you think this method will not work?"

"Nonsense." Chu Xiang said: "Too dangerous!"

"How can sincerity be shown if it is not dangerous?" Chu Ling curled her red lips.

Chu Xiong said, "Old Nine, what do you think?"

"This..." Chu Xiang hesitated and shook his head, "Let's change the method."

"Are you afraid that it will be your turn?"

"... Father, if you really want to go, I'll go." Chu Xiang said slowly, "I should be qualified enough."

"You can't, you're not qualified enough." Chu Xiong shook his head.

Chu Xiang said, "I'm qualified enough, right? I'm the governor of the Nine Gates and the lord of the Shenwu Mansion, and they're still not satisfied?"

"Not enough." Chu Xiong shook his head.

Fakong looked at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling glanced at him sideways with a smug smile.

Fakong shook his head.

Chu Ling snorted immediately.

Fakong turned his head away.

Chu Ling's idea was to send hostages, exchange hostages, and use the prince as a hostage.

Chu Ling's trick really worked.

After all, he was his own son. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. No matter how many people died, or even how many powerful people died, they were not as important as his own son.

"Nineth brother, you are indeed not important enough. After all, everyone knows that you are not liked by the emperor." Chu Ling said.

"Little sister!" Chu Xiang shouted immediately.

Chu Ling smiled: "I can't tell the truth yet!"

Chu Xiong said: "Okay, old nine, if you send him as a hostage, he must be a favored prince. You really can't do it."

He was well-informed and knew that all officials and even the people of Shenjing thought that he had neglected Chu Xiang.

"Father, how about I go?" Chu Ling was eager to try.

Chu Xiong said: "If you were a man, you could, but now, you'd better stay here honestly!"

Chu Ling tilted his head and said: "Third brother and sixth brother can't go. Second brother is now the chief of the Southern Supervisory Department, and he can't go either. Who should go then?"

Third brother and sixth brother can't go, otherwise, the power in the court will be unbalanced, which is not what the emperor wants.

Second brother is in the limelight, so he can't go either.

After thinking about it, it seems that only eighth brother can go because he is both favored and powerless.

But who will go is still up to the emperor to decide.

"It's too far to think about who will go and who won't go for now, and this method may not work." Chu Xiong waved his hand.