General, please be a loyal minister!

None of the three were procrastinators, and after reaching a consensus, they quickly moved into action the next morning.

They don't know anything about the situation in South Vietnam, so the first priority is to find out the current situation.After disguised, the three began to act separately.

Now that the leading contact person is lost, everything has to be re-planned.

However, after gathering at the new agreed place, everyone brought back bad news.

The old Nanyue king passed away, and the new Nanyue king came to the throne. Apart from the turmoil in the royal city, it was the new Nanyue king who was close to the false emperor who had the greatest impact on their actions.

The new king wanted to make peace with the false emperor, so Liu Xuan became his bargaining chip.Therefore, not only will Liu Xuan never let go, the original Liu Xuan's mansion is now heavily guarded.

Among the three, Yu Wenxun was the leader. When encountering a problem, it is natural to ask him first, so Han Zhao asked, "What advice does Master Yuwen have?"

Yu Wenxun thought for a moment: "The place where the young master lives now is heavily guarded, I want to find out more about it."

Yuan Xie continued: "I'm going to investigate the city defense."

Han Zhao: "Then I'll go around the city and investigate the news further."

Smart and capable people make decisions so simply and tacitly.

The three looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

When Yu Wenxun came back the next morning, he took out a rough deployment map:

"The mansion is tightly fortified, the walls are high and the courtyard is deep, and the young master is always followed by someone. No matter if the attack is strong or not, with the three of us, there is no way to take the young master away quietly."

Yuan Xie also shared his achievements: "I have already found out the rules of changing defenses in the city, and I have also checked out all the roads from the young master's mansion to the city gate and drew a simple diagram. If you can take the young master out of the mansion, you will not be able to leave. question."

Both of them talked about their gains, and only Han Zhao remained.But when the two of them looked at him, he spread his hands: "I thought you had done everything, so I went to drink."

Yu Wenxun and Yuan Xie's expression remained unchanged, they still looked at Han Zhao calmly, waiting for his next words.

Talking about things with serious people is easy, but it's also boring. Han Zhao wanted to make a joke, but they didn't pick it up, so he could only continue talking dryly: "I befriended a noble son in a restaurant. His father is the prime minister of South Vietnam Long History."

"He told me that Gao Lin, the prime minister of Nanyue, was originally a Han Chinese. He had no ambitions in the next dynasty and was exiled to Nanyue. After receiving the favor of the old Nanyue king, he stayed in Nanyue as an official, and gradually became a prime minister."

Han Zhao's words were half-truth and half-false. Some of these information were drawn from other people's mouths, and some were found by 1.0.

Yu Wenxun heard that Han Zhao wanted to seek employment through Gao Lin, but he had other concerns: "Gao Lin has lived in South Vietnam for a long time, so he may not have any old feelings for the Central Plains. Besides, we have no relatives or reasons with him, so how can we ask him for help?"

Han Zhao replied, "I have an idea on how to meet him, but how to persuade him to wait for me requires a cunning strategist."

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other in blank dismay. They were all good at fighting (fighting), but they were dead when they debated.

Han Zhao: "Who is going?"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Xie and Yu Wenxun stared at him in unison, the meaning was obvious: whoever proposed it should go.

Han Zhao said decisively, "Think I didn't mention this." After saying that, he got up and went back to his room.

Yu Wenxun and Yuan Xie reached out and pushed Han Zhao back on the stool at the same time, while their other hands pressed their weapons.

Han Zhao compromised: "Okay, okay. I'll go."

I'm going to fuck you big head ghost.

Standing in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Han Zhao felt that God was deliberately making things difficult for him.

For so many years, this is the first time that Han Zhao has been pushed out to be a strategist. This is fundamentally different from his negotiations during the war. At that time, he held sufficient chips to sell at the right time in exchange for the maximum benefit.

Strategists are often able to use limited bargaining chips, take advantage of everyone's concerns and intentions, and use this as the center to achieve their goals.

A single tongue can fiddle with the situation in the world, Han Zhao asked himself that there is no such thing.

However, they have no one else to get on.Last night, the three of them turned on the lamp and discussed for a while before they finally came up with a similar plan.

Han Zhao reviewed the manuscript several times, took a deep breath, walked to the prime minister's mansion, and knocked on the door.

The prime minister of South Vietnam naturally does not easily meet outsiders, let alone when the situation in South Vietnam is tense.

But Han Zhao said that there is a way, so naturally it is not groundless.

This Gao Lin once studied in Xuanzong and was favored by Sun Rao. It happened that Han Zhao had a letter of recommendation from Sun Rao that had not been used yet.

With this, although Gao Lin couldn't agree to his request, it was not difficult to meet each other.

Sure enough, not long after the letter of recommendation was sent out, a servant came to invite Han Zhao into the mansion.

In the small country of Nanyue, the prime minister's mansion was not grand, it was just a courtyard with five entrances. He was taken all the way to the meeting hall, where Gao Lin was already waiting.

This is an old man in his fifties, with black and white mottled hair, and a thin and sturdy figure. He is wearing the favorite uniform of the South Vietnamese people, and the crown he wears is also the standard of South Vietnam.

There are not many shadows of Central Plains people in him.

When Han Zhaofang stepped into the threshold, Gao Lin sighed: "Recently, there have been strangers in Wangcheng who plotted against the law, and they are being arrested. The young hero comes to visit the old man at this time, so you are not afraid that the old man will enforce the law and arrest you?"

"If the prime minister wants to capture me, he won't see me." Han Zhao cupped his hands and bowed, "The ranger Han Zhao has seen the prime minister."

"Han Zhao? Han Chongguang's Zhao?"

Han Zhao didn't know how many people had heard his name lamented, and he didn't say much, just bowed his head in agreement.

Gao Lin stretched out his hand: "Sit down and watch tea."

After Han Zhao sat down, Gao Lin sighed, "It's not that I want to see Shaoxia, but that Shaoxia came to see me with the teacher's recommendation letter. I have to see you."

Gao Lin who said this revealed a bit of a Central Plains Confucian scholar - he only met Han Zhao out of Sun Rao's affection, which did not mean that he was willing to get involved in the trouble Han Zhao brought.

If Gao Lin was still a Confucian at heart, then Han Zhao would be more confident about the success of this trip.

At this time, the attendant just brought tea, Han Zhao stopped talking, took a sip of the tea put down by the attendant, and said again after he left: "Zhao came to pick up the young master at the entrustment of the old servant of the next room, and to restore the young master." Next room."

Gao Lin looked calm, waiting for Han Zhao's next words.

Han Zhao continued: "The prime minister is clear and upright, so Zhao will not beat around the bush. Zhao wants to ask the prime minister to help me rescue the young master."

It was such an absurd request at first, and Gao Lin turned dark when he heard it: "You are trapping me in disloyalty, I will not agree to you. I won't arrest you today, you go away."

Although he also disapproved of Liu Xuan's behavior of trying to curry favor with the false emperor, the new Nanyue king was his lord after all, and he would not betray the lord for a visitor from his old country.

Han Zhao got up and clasped his fists, explaining eagerly, "Zhao is not trapping the prime minister for infidelity, but to fulfill the prime minister's loyalty!"

Hearing this, Gao Lin was surprised. He looked at Han Zhao: "Fulfill my loyalty? How should I say it?"

Han Zhao hurriedly began to state his reasons: "The old Nanyue king was generous with his lover, took in the exiled young master Liu Xuan, and treated him generously. This greatly demonstrated the benevolence and righteousness of the Nanyue king, and made the old Nanyue king's righteous name widely spread in the Central Plains. "

"The prime minister received the favor of the old Nanyue king, but he could not uphold the old Nanyue king's will, and allowed the new king to do unrighteous actions, making the old Nanyue king's glory dusty. Isn't this considered disloyal?"

"Secondly, the prime minister is originally from the Central Plains, and Liu Xuan is the young master of the prime minister's old country. The prime minister watched him die and did nothing? Isn't this injustice?"

"On the contrary, if the prime minister helps us rescue the young master, not only will the old Nanyue king's reputation be preserved, but he can also show the Central Plains that the prime minister does not forget the old country. Isn't this fulfilling the prime minister's loyalty?"

"What's more, if the young master stays, it's just adding to the alliance between the Nanyue king and the false emperor, and it's meaningless; but if the young master returns, he will ascend the throne and become emperor, and wait for us to seize the Central Plains and restore the next room. How much is a favor worth? Prime Minister, please consider it."

The front is all foreshadowing, and in the end, the benefits are the most tangible.

Liu Xuan's life is useless to Nanyue, even if there is no Liu Xuan, the alliance between Nanyue and the false emperor will not be affected; but if Liu Xuan goes back, it means that Nanyue has bet on the other side.

Although the recovery of the second room now sounds like a blank promise, this kind of bet that costs nothing can not be lost, it depends on Gao Lin's choice.

After speaking such a long paragraph, Han Zhao let out a long sigh of relief, and waited for Gao Lin's reply.

These words made Gao Lin look at Han Zhao with admiration. He sighed, "Unexpectedly, the young man has the eloquence of a strategist."

Han Zhao called again and begged, "Please help me rescue the young master, sir."

Gao Lin sighed again: "It's because I don't help you, there is no other way."

Han Zhao: "Han Zhao has a solution, you just need the cooperation of your husband."

"any solution?"

"First, Zhao wants to see the young master."

This matter is not difficult, Gao Lin nodded: "I can arrange it for you."

"Secondly, Zhao hopes that the prime minister will assist in getting the young master out of the heavily guarded mansion."

"Get it out?" This unrealistic idea made Gao Lin chuckle, "How to get him out?"

Liu Xuan is now the king of Nanyue's key concern, how easy is it to let him go?Although Gao Lin agreed to Han Zhao's help, it was only limited to situations where he would not endanger himself.

Han Zhaohui brought it up, and of course he had thought of a strategy: "The prime minister can move the young master out of the mansion on the grounds of sending him to the palace for supervision."

"The Nanyue Kingdom is small and sparsely populated, and its troops are limited. Recently, we have caused a lot of turmoil, and the defense of the Nanyue King City is very tense. A large part of it is spent on guarding the young master."

"If there are changes in the city at this time, the guard officer will consider dispatching guards to stabilize the city defense. In this case, the young master has enough reasons to move the palace."

"I hope the prime minister will facilitate this matter."

Gao Lin understood Han Zhao's plan. They were planning to cause riots in the city. At that time, the pressure on the guards to arrest the thieves would increase. If they did not rely on the strength of other troops, they could only request to call back the troops guarding Liu Xuan.

At this time, he came forward to remonstrate that sending Liu Xuanno to the imperial city for custody would be a matter of course, and it would be a matter of course.

Han Zhao's plan to rob people halfway has sufficient prerequisites.

This plan is indeed feasible, and it is just a matter of effort for him, Gao Lin nodded in agreement: "Things will be as you wish."

Han Zhao said again, "Zhao has one more request."

Why are there so many requests? Gao Lin looked impatient, but he still signaled Han Zhao to say it.

"Zhao hopes that the number of guards will be less than fifty that day."

Although any of the three of them had the confidence to fight one hundred against one, this was not annihilation. Apart from force, speed was more important. They had to escape the city before the South Vietnamese defenders reacted and closed the city gate.

Gao Linyi agreed: "I will find a way to arrange it."

But then he also made his own request: "After the matter is over, no matter whether you succeed or fail, don't come to me again."

Han Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Walking out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Han Zhao breathed a sigh of relief towards Zhan Zhan Qingtian.

Immediately, he chuckled lightly, and sighed in his heart: I don't know how his performance today will be in the eyes of a real strategist.

The author has something to say: Liu Ji: I say [-]%, do you have any opinions?

1.0: No comments.

The strategists who were about to appear glanced at Han Zhaoquan's third-level panel: Let's take a look and don't say anything.

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Two and a half stood up and forced two sentences:

I don't think it's really worth it to persuade an upright person to do a righteous thing (after all, it's a third-level conspiracy. Han Zhao: You're enough, don't keep talking)

A true strategist can compete with careerists who are obsessed with interests.

I hope I won’t write Beng by then (maybe I’ll be lazy and don’t write at all)

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