Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

While discussing the current situation with Zhou Qun, Ning Fan suddenly had a crazy idea.

If the Huns really invaded the pass and massacred and looted, the wealth of those aristocratic families would not necessarily be a bad thing for Dakang, because these aristocratic families were like some pustules growing on Dakang's body. If these pustules could be removed Squeezing them all out will be an opportunity for rebirth for the future Dakang.

When Zhou Qun heard this crazy idea coming from Ning Fan, he was stunned and was so scared that he didn't dare to speak for a long time because the idea was so crazy.

"Your Highness, this is absolutely impossible. If the Huns are really allowed to enter the country, there will be a loss of lives and bones everywhere."

After all, Zhou Qun couldn't bear to watch the prosperous Dakang completely decline.

Ning Fan nodded slightly. In fact, his crazy idea was just a momentary impulse. If the Jurchens were really allowed to enter, the consequences would be far more serious than those of those aristocratic families.

"In fact, His Highness can completely punish these noble families after taking over the world. It is actually not difficult to completely eradicate these noble families."

Zhou Qun was still afraid that Ning Fan would continue with that crazy idea and continued to persuade him.

"Mr. Zhou is right, but now that the Huns are about to enter the northwest, the court now has no money and no one to use, and the situation is precarious."

Ning Fan was thinking about what to do in the northwest.

Huang Chao is leading 50,000 people to gallop behind the Jurchens. They will soon reach the rear of the Huns. This is an ambush laid by Ning Fan.

However, these 50,000 troops will not be mobilized easily, because Ning Fan also has his own concerns, so Ning Fan has been constantly discussing this matter with Huang Chao these days.

There are constant messages between the two. Huang Chao is now hiding somewhere and standing still, but the food and grass cannot last too long. After all, the daily food consumption of 50,000 people is an astronomical figure.

"Let's see what the court will do first. A defeat is like a mountain, and saving people is like putting out a fire. Now the northwest war has entered the final period of decisive battles. If General Xiao Zhongda cannot withstand it, the court will not watch the Huns enter the pass. Yes, those aristocratic families will not let the Huns enter, they will probably fight to the death."

A sneer appeared on Ning Fan's face. These aristocratic families held huge amounts of wealth and resources. They did not contribute money, people or efforts to the court's wars. They also took advantage of the chaos to profit. Now the country is about to perish. Ning Fan thought Look at these powerful vampires, what they will do.

"When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs be left intact? It's impossible for these aristocratic families not to understand this truth. Dakang has already reached this point."

Zhou Qun also sighed slightly.

The annexation of land and the rise of powerful powers are a stubborn disease of Dakang. If this chronic disease is not completely cured, even if Dakang survives this crisis, it will completely decline and will never be revived.

However, the time is still very difficult in general. Ning Fan does not want to see the Jurchen enter the customs, because in Ning Fan's view, the world of Dakang will be his own place in the future, and he must put all his dreams and ideas into his own hands. It is realized one by one on this land.

If the Huns were to step on this hot land, it would take at least fifty years for Dakang to recover to its current state.

Huang Chao's 50,000 troops are ready and will be launched at any time. The special envoys sent by Ning Fan to the Jurchens have also arrived in the past two days and have continued to send back good news.

After the Jurchens' troops were defeated by Ning Fan, the Jurchens' royal family fully understood the seriousness of the matter. In the past two days, not only the special envoys sent by Ning Fan were receiving warm hospitality in the Jurchens' royal court, but also the Jurchens' The Queen also plans to rush to Jiangzhou in the near future to explain the situation to Ning Fan.

The disastrous defeat at Jianghaiguan made the Jurchens completely understand that with their current national strength, it was impossible for them to compete with Dakang. Even if Dakang was not as good as the Xiongnu even if a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, a desperate counterattack could defeat the Jurchens forever. .

After the disastrous defeat at Jianghaiguan, the Jurchens were completely frightened and trembling. They secretly surrendered to Ning Fan and promised that Ning Fan would continue to provide material support to Huang Chao's army. This is why the dynasty's troops were able to stay on the grassland for so long. A reason to set up camp and be ready to go.

On the third day, the news finally came. The major chaebols had contributed money and effort to the court to gather another 300,000 troops. They were rushing to the northwest border and were bound to fight to the death with the Huns.

"Your Highness, it seems that those aristocratic families are not completely stupid. At this time, if they are willing to spend money and efforts, they may be able to completely keep the Huns at bay."

Zhou Qun was overjoyed, and most of the sadness on his face disappeared.

When Ning Fan heard Zhou Qun's words, a sneer appeared on his face again. "Even if we spend money and effort, how can we train an undefeated army in a short period of time? If we want these temporarily tangled rabble to defeat the Huns, we might as well hope that the sun will rise from the west tomorrow."

Ning Fan's words made Zhou Qun's smile freeze again. He sighed and shook his head: "I have been an obedient citizen of Dakang for decades. I really don't want this country to be trampled by the Huns, and the country and family will be destroyed. How will you face the people of the world when the time comes?"

There is no doubt that Zhou Qun is a person who has feelings for Dakang. This is the underlying sentiment inherent to the talents of this era. Ning Fan understands Zhou Qun's thoughts very well, so he does not refute it.

He also sighed and said: "I am the prince of Dakang, and I don't want to see this country in ruins. Now that the prince is in power, he interferes in the government affairs randomly. My father seems to have become fatuous. He favors Taoist priests and takes food. Medicinal pills, regardless of government affairs, the entire Dakang has been corrupted to an unspeakable level."

"Your Highness, if the critical moment comes, will you take action?"

Zhou Qun tried to ask.

He naturally knew that Ning Fan had buried a sharp sword in the rear of the Huns. This sharp sword could be unsheathed at any time and cut off all the Huns' escape routes.

Whether the Huns can enter the pass is not decided by the northwest frontier army, but in the hands of the prince in front of him.

Looking at Ning Fan's handsome and mature face, Zhou Qun sighed. He once claimed to be the most talented person in the world and knew everything about the world. But after meeting Ning Fan, he suddenly realized that I am like a frog in a well.

The newly born Prince Dakang seemed to be omnipotent, able to control everything with his hands, and everything was calculated. Even the menacing Huns looked like ants to this prince.

"Wait for the opportunity. If we disrupt the Huns' rear now, the Huns are likely to retreat quickly. The crisis may be temporarily relieved, but it cannot be eradicated forever."

Ning Fan sighed slightly.