Star Trace Gate

Away from Maguan, the garrison.

After the ceremony was over, Ren Ye led the people from Qingliang Mansion out of the inner hall.

Everyone walked towards the East Courtyard. Ren Ye walked side by side with Feng Lin and asked softly, "Military Advisor, will there be any additional risks if our people are used as bait?"

"Your Highness, what kind of risk are you talking about?" Fenglin asked back.

Ren Ye glanced around furtively and said in a low voice: "I think there are two risks. First, we don't know who the rebels in the Southern Xinjiang court are. If they are secretly communicating and conspiring with Daqian at this moment, then if we take the initiative to attack, we may fall into the trap set by the enemy. Second, will the Southern Xinjiang court really watch us and seize the nine lands of Shangyu? Will they kill us after they have done their job?"

Fenglin was slightly startled, and said clearly: "In such a chaotic and complicated situation, the young master can still think carefully. It is really a blessing for Qingliang Mansion!"

"Stop flattering me. I've been dealing with a lot of trivial matters lately, and I'm a little irritated. I even have blood in my stool." Ren Ye waved his hand and said, "It's very dirty."

"......!" Feng Lin said bluntly: "First, I feel that the rebels in Southern Xinjiang will not take action again. Even if Han Chan takes the initiative to contact them, she will not get any help. The reason is very simple. Emperor Wanwu has already raised his butcher knife in secret. If you still don't know how to behave at this time, you will definitely be exposed and die."

Ren Ye fell silent upon hearing this.

"After the battle of Loushan Pass, Emperor Wanwu showed his strategic strategy in the deployment of troops. When His Highness and the Second Prince were trapped in Sunset Town, the Qianli Green Camp did not receive the secret order to rescue the emperor. Instead, there was an imperial envoy monitoring them and ordering them to stay put. Hezhou Prefecture was obviously closer to Sunset Town, but the First Prince did not receive the order to send troops. Instead, it was the General of Haizhou Prefecture and Lord Rat who led people to rescue the emperor." Fenglin said loudly: "Entering the Nine Lands of Shangyu, the Fat Dragon led 80,000 troops; the First Prince led 100,000 troops; the Green Camp also had 80,000 troops; and the Third Prince was in charge of military intelligence. His Highness has many fourth-grade supernatural powers under his command; everyone seems to be doing their own job, but in fact they are restraining each other. If anyone makes a small move or rebels at this time, what will be the end? Emperor Wanwu only needs to give an order, and the other forces can rise up to encircle and annihilate them, and there is no possibility of survival."

"All these details prove that Emperor Wanwu has already considered how to deal with it if someone rebels halfway."

"So, there must be spies of Emperor Wanwu in all the armies. If the rebels still don't understand the current situation, what's the difference between them and idiots?"

What he said was clear and convincing.

Ren also nodded with his hands behind his back: "What about the Southern Frontier Court?"

"Haha. If Emperor Wanwu really didn't want the nine lands of Shangyu to fall into your hands, why would he bother to do such a conspiracy to ensure that the Northern Expedition Army would not get into trouble?" Fenglin said proudly, "He would not send the Qianli Green Camp, which has a close relationship with Qingliang Prefecture, to help. Your Highness, you must remember that the big fat dragon helped you take these nine lands because he wanted to divide the world into three parts at the border and work together to fight against Daqian."

As he spoke, he raised his arm and pointed to the north: "Your Highness, look, the stars in the north are bright and the territory is vast and boundless. If you were the ambitious Emperor Wanwu, would you only see the small benefits of the nine lands of Shangyu, or would you be able to see a broader future in the distance?! Therefore, what he wants is not the present, but the day when a million soldiers and armors will march north to see the scenery of Daqian.

Ren Ye looked at him with deep eyes and complicated expression.

"In this case, Your Highness, are you still worried?" Fenglin turned his head and asked.

"No more. I am so excited after hearing your words." Ren also smiled and said, "How many people do you want as bait this time?"

Fenglin thought about it carefully: "If it is used as bait, thirty fourth-grade magical powers will be enough."

"Wouldn't thirty people be too few to go deep behind enemy lines?" Ren Ye thought for a while and said, "I'll give you sixty people. You and Brother Yan can lead them together."

"Okay." Fenglin nodded slowly: "Then I'll go prepare now."

"Yeah, okay." Ren Ye replied, "I'll also go and discuss this with Long Shou, Brother Yan and the others."

……

Not long after.

Ren also walked into the room where Li Yan lived and called Erleng and his beloved concubine.

Inside the room, beside the tea table, Li Yan cursed in disbelief: "King Huai, you really don't consider yourself an outsider! I am a helper in the war, but you sent me as bait?! Are you your father?"

"Don't curse, don't curse." Ren Ye waved his hand: "This is not polite."

Li Yan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not going."

"You are my sister's mentor, so how are you different from a father?!" Ren Ye raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Li Yan was speechless for a moment, and after a long pause he said, "Damn it... You are so shameless, you really came to the wrong place. Go to the old man's house. Isn't it better to come and defraud the Chamber of Commerce and make a fortune together?"

The beloved concubine ignored the two people's bickering and only said softly: "This palace searched Guan Feng's soul."

"What's the answer?" Ren Ye asked as he sat down.

"The poison wine pot in the secret realm of Bu Lao Mountain belongs to Han Chan. She has no other identity." The beloved concubine replied softly.

"Are you sure? There won't be any mistakes?"

"No." My beloved concubine looked impatient, as if asking again, are you questioning my professionalism?

Ren Ye was relieved when he heard this. He nodded slightly and said, "I made a mistake once before. I thought it was the fault of Big Fat Dragon. Now it seems that besides him, there may be another person."

"What do you mean?" The beloved concubine didn't quite understand, and asked suspiciously, "Who else is wrong?"

"There's no rush to try now. All the answers will be revealed in the final battle." Ren Ye waved his hand and looked up at Li Yan again: "Brother Yan, I have a question for you."

"Speak." Li Yan replied.

"I remember you said that you had been trapped in Daqian for seven or eight years before the Qingliang Prefecture was established?" Ren Ye asked.

"That's right." Li Yan nodded and said, "My body is guarding the tomb for your sect spirit."

"During the past seven or eight years, you have lived in Daqian with the identity of Li Yan. I believe you remember many important things and many important people, right?" Ren Ye asked again.

"That's about right." Li Yan took a sip of tea and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ren Ye looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Then do you remember who is the first military advisor under the old King Huai's account?"

Li Yan was suddenly stunned when he heard this.

The room suddenly became silent, even Erleng and his beloved concubine fell silent.

Soon, Li Yan's face turned slightly pale, and he asked in surprise: "Isn't it Fenglin?!"

"Oh."

Ren also stared into his eyes and asked again: "We met again in the battle of Loushan Pass. After you defeated the Lord of Tianxi Cave and several fourth-rank masters, you also recuperated for a long time. During those days, you were extremely depressed, your face was as pale as paper, and your body was as weak as if it had been hollowed out...!"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Li Yan's eyes were dazed for a moment.

"Were you also so weak when you fought against a fourth-rank master before?" Ren Ye asked curiously.

Li Yan was silent for a moment, looking down at the table, the trance in his eyes became more and more obvious: "I...!"

"Don't talk." Ren Ye raised his hand and called out a piece of rice paper, and said softly: "Don't do anything now. Use a pen to write down every detail of your encounter with me at Loushan Pass, until you left Loushan Pass. Including your physical condition...!"

Li Yan slowly raised his head, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp again: "I feel like something is not right."

"Hey."

Ren Ye smiled nervously and turned to look at Erleng again.

"Why does Your Highness have such an evil look in his eyes?" Erlang asked fearfully.

His intelligence has always been very touching. He couldn't understand the conversation between Ren Ye and Li Yan at all, and didn't want to think. He just sat there with his chin in his hand.

"Erlang, I remember you told me that when you left your hometown, you were eager to return to Qingliang Mansion, right?"

"Yes." Erlang nodded.

"You also said that when you arrived in Funan County, you wanted to just buy some dry food and then rush to Lingnan to rest, but that night, you somehow stayed in an inn in the county, right?" Ren Ye asked again.

Erleng replied dumbly: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Stop talking. Use a pen, write it down...!" Ren Ye called out another piece of rice paper and pointed at the table, "From that night when you entered Funan County to the battle at the inn. Don't ignore the details...!"

"Oh."

Erlang blinked his eyes, feeling very confused, but he carried out the order unconditionally, and even reminded him: "Your Highness, my handwriting is very ugly."

"It doesn't matter, as long as people can understand it."

"Okay." Erlang immediately took the paper and pen, bent over the desk and started doing his homework.

The beloved concubine blinked her lively eyes: "What about me?"

"You don't need to, because you're just like me."

"Oh, who is like you?" The beloved concubine rolled her eyes.

……

Outside Maguan, there is the place where Daqian set up camp.

Han Chan sat cross-legged in a military tent, his body stiff and his eyes dazed.

At dawn today, the Imperial Master of the Tianjiansi personally issued an edict, ordering someone to send it to the front line and hand it over to Han Chan.

The Imperial Master's order consisted of only four words, but it was full of coldness and ruthlessness.

"Return to Beijing to die!"

"...!"

After the order was issued, the Tianjiansi took control of Han Chan, and all the experts inside and outside the account were ready to take him back to the capital.

The layout of southern Xinjiang failed and attracted a large army to enter the country. This result was not surprising, and Han Chan had foreseen it long ago.

If he wins this game, he will return to the Kyoto court and serve as an official again with unprecedented achievements.

But not only did it fail, but it also brought about such serious consequences, so someone must pay for it.

However, Han Chan did not feel that she was wronged, because the struggle for power was cruel and ruthless. If she took a wrong step, she would be crushed to pieces.

If he loses in one move, with countless casualties in the nine areas of Shangyu and all the territory lost, he will blame himself and feel guilty. Although he feels unwilling, he is willing to accept this result. He is even more willing to face the endless anger of Emperor Jing and the people of the world on behalf of the Yulin Party.

If you lose, you lose. There's nothing to say.

However, when Han Chan looked down at the many private letters he had just asked someone to fetch, a mad expression appeared on his face: "Impossible... How could it be possible...!"