Ge Wenxuan's heart moved and he said:

"General, what do you mean?"

Qi Guangbo smiled and said:

"Attack the heart first!"

With a simple sentence, many smart people present immediately understood Qi Guangbo's thoughts.

The main purpose of making peace is to gain greater benefits without losing any blood.

After the army has rested and reorganized, the territory of Qingzhou has been stabilized, food, grass, and military supplies have been in place, the national army has refined Qingzhou's destiny, and then it will tear up the alliance and go north to crusade.

The big goal remains unchanged, but it can also increase strength and expand one's own advantages.

Ji Xuan nodded slightly:

"Pushing Dafeng to the edge will inevitably lead to a crazy counterattack, and our army will suffer heavy casualties by then. A smart hunter will know how to be generous.

"Without Jian Zheng, the people of the Dafeng court are in panic. We propose peace at this time, just to open a hole in the net, so that they can see hope and lose the courage to fight for their lives.

"And we can take advantage of this opportunity and ask for money and food."

Listening to his explanation, the generals who had not reacted suddenly looked at Qi Guangbo with admiration.

The so-called marching to attack, leading troops to fight, and fighting alone are two different things. The latter only requires venting violence to your heart's content, while the former is a technical job.

While everyone was still immersed in the joy of eradicating Jianzheng and capturing Qingzhou, the general had already come up with a clever plan based on the situation and people's hearts...

Ge Wenxuan followed Qi Guangbo's train of thought, thought of more, and sneered:

"Young Master Ji Xuan, you definitely need money and food, but you might as well have a bigger appetite. Da Feng is not much better than the fish and meat on the chopping board, so what do you want to talk to us about? How can you do it without spending a lot of money?

"We have to cede several continents anyway."

The generals' eyes suddenly lit up, and then someone frowned and said:

"Isn't this pushing Dafeng to a dead end? According to me, enough is enough. Just ask for money and food. Let's spend Dafeng's money and food to recruit soldiers and horses, and then attack them in turn.

"If you have too much appetite, you will fetch water from a bamboo basket but in vain."

This is a relatively conservative approach.

Someone immediately retorted: "With all the jailers and supervisors gone, what we say is what we say. How dare the Dafeng court say "no"? Even if we want the little emperor to issue a sinful edict, we won't dare to refuse, even if we forgive him."

This is the idea of ​​radicals.

Ji Xuan muttered:

"The scale must be grasped. Blind greed will only be counterproductive. Although Dafeng is no longer a supervisor, don't forget, where is Xu Qian?"

He looked around at the crowd and analyzed in a sonorous tone:

"Zhao Shou has been in the opposition for many years and has no official status. He will not die for Dafeng's court, and the same is true for Luo Yuheng. But Xu Qian is responsible for the fate of the country. If Dafeng dies, he will die for the country.

"Therefore, he will definitely influence the overall situation of the court in the future. This person's character would rather bend than bend. If he is forced too much, it will only make him take risks and perish together with us.

"Of course, the Yunzhou Army is almost certain to take control of the Central Plains. He is only a third-grade man and cannot make trouble. But the general's plan for peace talks will definitely fail."

Ge Wenxuan was about to speak but stopped. Thinking of Ji Xuan's identity, he did not refute.

Tuk Tuk!

Qi Guangbo knocked on the table, interrupted everyone's discussion, and said with a smile:

"Zisu, your vision is still a bit shallow. You only saw the comparison of strength between the two sides, and you only saw Xu Qian's temperament."

Ji Xuan lowered his head slightly:

"Please give me some advice, General."

Qi Guangbo was his first teacher.

Qi Guangbo said slowly:

"The young emperor Yongxing has more than enough power to defend himself, but lacks courage. For such a king, Jian Zheng is his last backbone. When Jian Zheng dies, do you think he will fight to the death or accept our peace talks?"

"Of course I choose to accept it," Ge Wenxuan said with a smile.

Qi Guangbo nodded and continued:

"The next ones are the princes in the court. Wang Zhenwen is ill in bed, Wei Yuan died in Jingshan City, and the rest, whether they are greedy or good, are all worse. Therefore, the only obstacle to the peace talks is Xu Qi'an.

"But the interests of the little emperor and Xu Qian are different. For the little emperor, suing for peace can stabilize the situation, and he will be stable without a war. At least it can bring peace for a period of time, allowing Dafeng to take a breather.

"But for Xu Qian, this means that there is no hope of a comeback. Therefore, the two of them must be at odds."

Zhuo Haoran touched his chin and said:

"So, the general's plan is to kill two birds with one stone. If it succeeds, it requires food and money, and it can force the court to cede land without using any soldiers. If it fails, it can also make Xu Qian and the little emperor alienate.

, it would be better if there was any trouble."

A butcher like Zhuo Haoran understands it, so of course others will not.

Ji Xuan was convinced.

Qi Guangbo continued:

"Xu Qi'an is a worry for Qianlong City and a worry for the Imperial Master. In the past, he had Wei Yuan and Jian Zheng to protect him, so he acted unscrupulously.

"Now, we are going to let the famous Xu Yinluo know what the sky is high and the sea is vast."

Zhuo Haoran and other generals laughed and echoed:

"What the general said is true. Without Jian Zheng and Wei Yuan, Xu Qi'an is nothing. He dares to challenge the Imperial Master and Qianlong City. Maybe he is as scared as a quail right now and is trembling."

"Xu Qi'an is just more famous. In terms of cultivation, our young master Ji Xuan is also at the third level."

"But Erer, maybe Young Master Ji Xuan can kill this kid without any intervention from the Imperial Master."

"Refine him into a blood elixir and use it to improve Young Master Ji Xuan's cultivation."

The generals were either cursing or laughing.

Ji Xuan was silent for a moment and said word by word:

"I want to see how Xu Qi'an handles himself. How can he, a third-level martial artist, use it to make a comeback?"

He wished he could fly to the capital immediately and see the unwilling and helpless look on Xu Qian's face.

Ge Wenxuan laughed and said:

"He can't overturn the situation. Even if he is promoted to the second level immediately, he is still no match for the teacher and the Jialuoshu Bodhisattva, not to mention he is still a sealed body."

Ji Xuan suddenly sneered.

Qi Guangbo said again:

"After the celebration banquet is over, start this plan immediately. Be sure to spread the news. The more exaggerated the better. Whether the Imperial Master can gain the luck of several continents depends on this. The specific details of the peace talks and the publicity, you will visit later

Go to the Imperial Preceptor and ask for his opinion."

With Yunzhou's current military strength, too much territory would be a burden. At the same time, it also depends on the current state of the national army, whether it can occupy so much territory.

Ge Wenxuan smiled and said: "Yes!"

Qingyun Mountain.

Zhao Shou, who was sitting quietly in the bamboo loft, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the shadow under the table.

A shadow emerged, expanded, and turned into a human form. It was Xu Qi'an.

"You are finally back."

Zhao Shou nodded.

"I just went to Si Tian Prison and didn't see Jian Zheng, so I came here."

Xu Qian nodded and said:

"Is Jian Zheng dead or alive?"

Zhao Shoudao: "If Dafeng is immortal, Jian Zheng will never be destroyed. He should be sealed."

Confucians have a relatively thorough understanding of the warlock system, and they know some secrets that others don't know.

Although he never believed that Jian Zheng would die, it was not until he heard this answer that Xu Qian felt truly relieved and asked:

"The supervisor did this deliberately? Did he have any back-up plans?"

Zhao Shou thought for a while and said:

"I don't think so. If he did it deliberately, I really can't think of anything that would be worthy of his death and push Dafeng into the abyss of defeat.

"If he had known about this in advance, he would not have gotten involved."

Zhao Shou didn't know the backhand of the first generation, so he gave an analysis based on his own eyesight.

Jian Zheng was really screwed this time. Xu Qian sighed.

When Xu Qian learned that the first-generation supervisor was the owner of the tomb that the Chai family had guarded for generations, Xu Qian was prepared.

Even though Jian Zheng can peek into the future, what if the first generation had a way to restrain it?
To be continued...