"According to what you said, we retreat to the fiefdom and then wait for the crown prince to be defeated and then clean up the mess. It is indeed a snipe and a clam fight and a good way for me to benefit. But Songru, you have been a Confucian general and a wise general all your life. In terms of military, your strategies and
The idea is very useful, three parties join the war, our side preserves its strength, and wins in the end, no problem."
"But, after all, you are not a politician. War always serves politics."
"If I follow what you said, what will happen to this king in the eyes of the people in the world? Everyone agrees that a vassal king who is in charge of the most elite cavalry regiment in the country faces the court and the prince is defeated miserably but chooses to stand by and watch. When the time comes, what will happen to the world's scholar-bureaucrats?
You can drown me in your saliva."
Hearing this, Li Songru was about to move, but stopped talking.
Prince Ning waved his hand to signal him not to speak, and then said: "I know what you want to say. What you want to say is that those literati's pens cannot kill people, and their words cannot kill people. As long as I am always powerful, then these things
, it doesn’t matter whether it’s painful or not, right?”
Li Songru said nothing, but expressed what he meant with his eyes and expressions. That's what he thought.
"Wrong."
King Ning said meaningfully: "If I just want to be a true king of the northwest, then naturally I should be like this. But I always want to go to the capital to sit on that chair, so I can't care less about my image, nor can I care about Youyou."
Everyone."
Li Songru frowned and said nothing.
Prince Ning said: "Prince, you are too young, and you have some wealth, but it is nothing to worry about. In my eyes, my biggest rival in the Central Plains is King Wen and those two brothers."
Prince Ning exhaled and murmured: "There are some things that I cannot explain clearly. As long as you know that I have already considered what you think, that's all."
Li Songru mustered up his courage and said, "Your Majesty, are you really not going to retreat? Everything your Majesty said is based on the prince's defeat. But what if the prince wins?"
Prince Ning laughed and said, "The prince scares you so much?"
Li Songru said seriously: "The feeling the prince gave to the general... is very scary."
Shaking his head, King Ning lowered his evaluation of Li Songru by one point. However, his previous performance was impressive enough, so King Ning did not criticize him harshly. He said: "You think too much. Unless he is Taizu alive, otherwise
, even if the God of War comes out of the coffin, he will definitely lose this battle."
"The night is already dark. You should go back and rest. The military orders from the Crown Prince will come at the latest tomorrow evening. You still need to ensure enough energy to not only contribute your strength but also avoid losses. Although I have the overall situation under my control, there are many details.
, I still need you to decide." Prince Ning said seriously.
Li Songru looked heavy, but in the end he nodded and said: "General, I know. I will go back to rest now. Please also ask the prince to rest early."
Prince Ning nodded and watched Li Songru leave the camp with a smile.
After Li Songru left, the smile on Prince Ning's face disappeared bit by bit.
He frowned deeply and stood there for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking.
Time passed slowly. I don’t know how long it took. Suddenly, a unique wisp of sandalwood reached the tip of Prince Ning’s nose.
Prince Ning suddenly turned around and saw an old monk standing in the corner of the camp.
