After Chu Qianqiu bid farewell to Dean Yang with confidence and left a deep impression on her, he went home to rest.
At this time, the smile on Chu Qianqiu's face disappeared.
"Judging from the information obtained by Principal Yang, the Prime Minister has adopted three methods against the Shenwei Army."
"The first type is a marriage between aristocratic families. The young emperor who went to the capital is about to marry the legitimate daughter of the Wang family. By expanding their shares, the Xiao family royal family has further gained the support of the aristocratic family. The support of Zhishan Academy has expanded the base and strength of the imperial court.
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"The second method is to divide and disintegrate, sending Li Mingde and others to Lingzhou to wait for opportunities to win over, divide the Shenwei Army's internal forces, and let the Shenwei Army become chaotic."
"The third method is to win over places, such as the Indulgent King Kong Temple and other sects that do not have a good relationship with the Shenwei Army, thereby threatening the two wings of Lingzhou."
Prime Minister Wang Ji endured for the sake of the country and did not have a direct attack, but this does not mean that he did not take action. After the purple-clad policeman Danjun was killed, he began to lay out a large net intensively, turning these arrangements into chains, and slowly strangled the Shenwei Army.
It was precisely because Dean Yang saw this that he did not have much confidence in helping the Divine Power Army.
Because there are too many and too strong enemies, not even considering the Xiao family
"The adoptive father also has three coping strategies."
"The first is to consolidate the internal affairs and eliminate possible traitors."
"The second is to unite with Daxia and negotiate with Daxia Marshal Wei Wuji to put more pressure on the imperial court."
"The third type is to assist the rebellion and win over the Baigu Sect in Yunzhou, the Tianjian Sect in Haizhou, etc."
The entire world is at war with each other, and all forces are actively preparing for war, waiting for the first shot to arrive.
Thinking of this, Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
There are too many enemies and enemies, and sometimes I feel troubled.
"This meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the enemies must be defeated one by one."
"For me, the pressure from the court and the prime minister has not yet reached my side, so I can relax for a while."
"But Tianji Pavilion has repeatedly sent people to plot against me. It seems that they have a deep hatred and have to guard against it."
"King Kong Temple is related to Tianji Pavilion, plus they have an irreversible relationship with the Shence Army, and they are supported by the Prime Minister, so they can also be regarded as enemies."
"Who can I ask to find out more about the situation at Vajra Temple?"
Chu Qianqiu sat in his study room, sorted out his views on the general trend of the world, and then Fu Ling shouted sincerely:
"Wang Yuan."
"My subordinate is here."
"Call Yan Wuqi."
(Note: The death row prisoner appears in Chapter 225)
"Sir, that old man is so stubborn and stubborn. He even steals food. He is simply an ungrateful old guy."
"I was just about to report to you."
When Wang Yuan heard that he wanted to see the old guy, he became angry. He really didn't know why Chu Qianqiu spent so much effort to get him out of prison.
"Oh, why did he steal something?" Chu Qianqiu really didn't expect that the old man would offend Wang Yuan before he entered the mansion and made no arrangements.
"When he entered the mansion last night, he asked for wine, meat, and vegetables. When he wasn't satisfied with the meal, he went to the kitchen and ate most of the food that Yang Guang and I had prepared in advance."
Wang Yuan gritted his teeth and said that he was also a young master, and he was still a short, thin and dry old man.
Wang Yuan and Yang Guang do not work 24 hours a day, they still get off work at certain times to rest and practice.
In addition to drinking wine and enjoying themselves together, the two of them would also have extra meals and practice martial arts when they came back. Practicing martial arts consumes a lot of energy, so it is normal for a martial artist to eat five meals a day.
As a result, I ate something that was chewed by an old man last night, and I felt very unhappy, so I made a report.
"If it hadn't been for your special instructions, we would have dealt with him severely."
Chu Qianqiu laughed dumbly:
"Then he's really not used to it. I'll say a few words to him later and call him over first."
"Yes, sir."
Soon, Yan Wuqi appeared in front of Chu Qianqiu, without any restraint, looking very casual, and even said a few words when he walked in.
"You are really a big shot. You eat delicacies from the mountains and seas and wear rich clothes and armor."
"The landlord Sun's family in Taiping County is not as rich as you."
"I guess he is also a person who plunders people's wealth and anointing."
"Let me make it clear first, this old man only kills corrupt officials, not good people for you."
Yan Wuqi neither saluted nor was afraid. Ever since he killed officials and rebelled in Fengzhou, he had regarded himself as a dead person. If he worked for an extra day, he would have earned it. When they met, he said to himself.
"Mr. Yan, please sit down." Chu Qianqiu politely invited the other party to sit down, and at the same time asked a little funny:
"My personal guard said that you ate something secretly from the mansion last night."
Yan Wuqi's dark old face turned red and he defended:
"Your personal guard is also a scornful person. He only gave him two bowls of rice and three meat buns. How can he eat enough?"
"He himself is preparing delicacies from the mountains and seas in the kitchen, so of course he has to eat them."
"You rescued the old man, didn't you just to make him work for you?"
"What's wrong with eating two meals?"
"It's my fault. I didn't give instructions to my servants and treated Mr. Yan badly."
"I'll have a few banquet tables arranged later to entertain you sir."
Chu Qianqiu smiled, revealed the matter, and then continued:
"But I would like to ask, sir, what is the reputation of Vajra Temple in Fengzhou?"
When Yan Wuqi heard the words "King Kong Temple", his expression changed involuntarily:
"That's naturally good."
"As long as every household has surplus food, they will want to give it to the Buddhas in exchange for good weather next year."
"Buddha?"
"The master of the Vajra Temple is called Buddha in Fengzhou."
"Hey, when Jingzen Temple was there in the past, although we still had to make offerings, at least we would do something during disaster years."
"Later something happened at Jingzen Temple, and even the people who helped him were gone."
Yan Wuqi sneered at first, and then gradually became silent. The days were getting worse and worse, until he couldn't bear it anymore, and then he struck out in anger.
"What if you are asked to go to Fengzhou to inquire about information?" Chu Qianqiu said suddenly, which surprised Yan Wuqi:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Are you willing to let the old man go back to Fengzhou?"
The normal redemption of death row prisoners was to make them death warriors and do some shameful things. Yan Wuqi was somewhat aware of this, but he did not expect that Chu Qianqiu actually planned to let him return to Fengzhou.
"You can learn the art of disguise and change your appearance."
"I can give you pills and secrets to improve your strength."
"But when you go to Fengzhou, you have to help me establish my power, observe every move of the Vajra Temple, and bring me enough intelligence."
"It's impossible for you to deal with Kongji Temple."
"Do you know that Buddha has great magical powers? The real Buddha can even crack open a mountain!"
Yan Wuqi showed an expression of disbelief for the first time. When he had no choice, he just killed officials and rebelled. As for the Buddha who was higher up, he didn't even dare to think about it.
"Why, you dare to kill officials and rebel, but you don't dare to deal with Buddha?" Chu Qianqiu teased, and the old man immediately reprimanded:
"fart."
"The old man has killed the entire county magistrate's family."
"If I can kill a Buddha in the future, even if I go to the endless hell, I will still make a profit."
"Then it's settled, I'll take care of the money, secret books, elixirs, and armor."
"And you are responsible for helping me establish an eye contact in Fengzhou."
Chu Qianqiu does not lack resources now, but what he lacks is how to use the resources and replace them with the existing forces. For an old man like Yan Wuqi, others may have no use value, but Chu Qianqiu thinks that he can improve one or two, recycle and reuse.
Nice romance novel
"Sir, wait a minute." Yan Wuqi seemed to have thought of something.
"If you want to deal with the Vajra Temple, Buddha did come to the death row some time ago and said he wanted to select talents."
"Oh, are you sure you are from the Vajra Temple?" Chu Qianqiu's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect that there was another clue hidden here.
It seems that there are a lot of talents on death row, and all forces like to come here to recruit talents.
"The Buddha is wearing yellow Buddha clothes, there is nothing wrong with that."
"It seems that the person who came with him is the son of some kind of chief minister."
Feiping!
Chu Qianqiu remembered that he had an acquaintance with him at the Governor's Mansion, and he practiced the "All Buddhas, Dragons and Elephants Sutra" from the Vajra Temple.