Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

If Song Qingyuan hadn't come to look for him today, He Liantai would have taken the initiative to look for Song Qingyuan himself.

As soon as he entered the room, before He Liantai could speak, he heard Song Qingyuan ask: "Does the Seventh Prince not plan to return to Southern Zhou?"

He Liantai was taken aback for a moment, this was the first time Song Qingyuan called him the "seventh prince" since he performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

His eyebrows twitched, he bent down to salute, hesitantly said the truth: "Go back to teacher, student... want to go back."

Song Qingyuan's face remained unchanged, making it difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger.He said unhurriedly: "But you know, I can't let you go back now."

"Student understands." He Liantai lowered his eyebrows, as if he was not surprised by Song Qingyuan's arrangement.

This is something Helian Tai wanted to understand before coming here.

Mobei's dispatch of troops this time is a surprise attack, and the biggest advantage is to take advantage of it unprepared.

During this period of time, those who left the city had to go through repeated checks, and even the news passed by Helian Tai himself and his subordinates became that they could only enter and not exit.

Under such circumstances, Song Qingyuan naturally wouldn't let someone like him with a sensitive identity and a good understanding of Mobei leave.

If he betrayed Song Qingyuan after returning to the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Mobei would suffer great damage.

He Liantai understood this, and he was so calm when he saw Song Qingyuan today.

Obviously, Song Qingyuan was also very satisfied with his reaction.

Talking about cooperation with a person who is not very smart but has self-knowledge is much more worry-free than working with a person who is smart but likes to be self-righteous.

Song Qingyuan has always believed in this, not to mention that He Liantai is not a fool.

While gesturing for Jiang Duo to pour tea for Heliantai, he said, "After the army from Mobei passes Fushan Mountain, I can send someone to send you back to Southern Zhou Dynasty. But, you have to figure out what you want to pay for it." Your brothers are fighting. I don’t want you to be killed by some imperial brothers just after I send you back to Huijing.”

Song Qingyuan evoked an undecent smile: "In this way... I will suffer a lot."

He Liantai swallowed his saliva, and almost lost his grip on the teacup Jiang Duo handed over.

But soon, he heard another meaning from Song Qingyuan's words.

He settled down, stood up and bowed deeply to Song Qingyuan, "I hope the teacher will enlighten me."

Song Qingyuan smiled and motioned him to sit back, "From now on, you don't have to call me teacher."

When we meet again, we represent different interests.

The best is mutual benefit and win-win, of course, it is also possible to fight each other.

Mobei does not have such a big appetite to annex the entire Southern Zhou Dynasty now.

Instead of Nanzhou being surrounded by those stupid idiots who are even more stupid than Hongde, and falling apart in a few years, even the smoke of gunpowder and the change of dynasty, Song Qingyuan felt that it would be more beneficial for everyone if Nanzhou was more stable.

This is the case for the people of any country.

He Liantai was obviously aware of this, and he looked at Song Qingyuan in a low voice: "Could it be that between Southern Zhou and Mobei, the only way to go is to meet each other in battle?"

"Of course not." Song Qingyuan shook his head.

Just look at the international relations of later generations, and friendly cooperation is also a good choice.

But many people would rather be a robber than a peaceful coexistence.

Song Qingyuan smiled, so it is best that the national strengths of the two countries are equal, otherwise the other party can choose to tear up the peace at any time.

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten." A simple but always applicable truth.

Song Qingyuan glanced at He Liantai, who was a little confused, and said in a gentle tone: "There are countless possibilities between countries, but you need to explore slowly."

He Liantai nodded with half understanding.I heard the person in front of me continue to say: "Of course, all of this is based on the fact that you can successfully sit on the throne."

"So..." Song Qingyuan looked a little unpredictable, "What bargaining chip does the Seventh Prince have?"

He Liantai knew very well that the most taboo thing to do with someone like Song Qingyuan was playing tricks, not to mention that he was here to seek his help.

He Liantai, who was very self-aware, sincerely revealed all his trump cards to Song Qingyuan.

It's just that most of his influence is in the Jiangzhou area. Although he is rich, it is too far away from Huijing, so it is difficult to compete with his brothers.Otherwise, he wouldn't have disguised himself and then Song Qingyuan and his party fled Nan Zhou.

Obviously.He Liantai also knew this, and his expression was a little nervous.

Song Qingyuan frowned, and turned to look at Jiang Duo: "I remember Qin Zizhen sent a secret letter a few days ago, saying that Zhou Wendao had left Tongzhou and rushed back to Huijing?"

Jiang Duo nodded: "According to the time in the letter, it should take another three days to arrive in Huijing."

The laws of the Southern Zhou Dynasty stipulated that, except for meeting in Beijing to report on their duties, local officials were not allowed to leave the place under their jurisdiction without an edict on weekdays.

The news of Emperor Hongde's coma hasn't spread widely yet, but since Zhou Wendao can rush back to Huijing in a hurry, it is obvious that the court has become chaotic to a certain extent, so he needs to return to Beijing to abbot the court affairs.

And the "Qingliu" headed by Zhou Wendao is the force He Liantai needs to strive for.

There are a total of six princes in the Southern Zhou Dynasty who are still alive.

Except for the two princes who were too young to be excluded from the battle for succession, there are only four who are likely to inherit the throne.

Of course, in the eyes of others, there may be three.

After all, no one would bet on Helian Tai who had been practicing in the temple.

And among these four princes, the fourth prince and the sixth prince are the most powerful in the court.

The third prince's uncle is a general in charge of the 20 northern army. He himself was sent to practice in the army, so he may also sit on the throne.

Compared with these few people, He Liantai's power is not enough.

The mother and concubine died early. Although she was born in a famous family, she is far away in Jiangzhou, so she can't help at all.And because he himself practiced in the temple all the year round, he had no contact with the court ministers.

Obviously, He Liantai didn't have much confidence in himself, and looked at Song Qingyuan with some hesitation: "The teacher wants me to win over Prime Minister Zhou, but I have no relationship with him."

Song Qingyuan shook his head. He remembered that the other party showed a huge intelligence network that shocked him when he first met him.

Even Emperor Hongde knew such secret things as the elixir of strengthening yang and tonifying kidney that Emperor Hongde often took, so it would be no problem if he wanted to spread the "black material" of those princes.

After telling He Liantai what he wanted him to do, the other party looked at Song Qingyuan with some doubts, "Students are stupid, I don't know what is the use of this move?"

The spread of those news will indeed affect the reputation of his brothers among the common people, but now it's time to blatantly fight for the throne, is it still useful?

Song Qingyuan smiled and thought: People in this era still underestimate the influence of information.

In ordinary times, a prince's negative news will affect his evaluation in the hearts of the emperor and ministers.

But now that Emperor Hongde is seriously ill, and the several princes have their own forces to support them, these news seem to have lost their value, but in fact they are not.

The Southern Zhou Dynasty is now in such chaos, not only because of the battle for the throne, but more importantly, because of the frequent uprisings in various places.

And if the common people know that they are about to have someone even more stupid and ruthless than Emperor Hongde as the emperor, they will only be more dissatisfied with the imperial court, and the power of the rebel army will grow stronger.

At that time, the aristocratic families and the ministers in the court will have to weigh whether this meritorious service from the dragon is worth it.

Compared with the few princes whose reputation among the common people has fallen to the bottom, the seventh prince who has been innocent and has ignored world affairs for many years will look much more pleasing to the eye.

And it's even easier to win over Qingliu like Zhou Wendao.Just prove to them that I have the ability to be a wise emperor.

For this point, Song Qingyuan is still very confident in He Liantai who he has taught for several months.

"Students understand."

Seeing He Liantai's appearance of opening the door to the new world, Song Qingyuan smiled helplessly, and said: "After half a month, I will have someone send you back to Southern Zhou. During this period of time, you should send a letter to you first." The people in your hands, let them start spreading negative news about your brothers among the common people."

Seeing that he got up and agreed, Song Qingyuan nodded and got up to leave.

When he reached the door, he turned around again and added: "Every letter sent must be checked by me first."

Although when He Liantai's letter arrived in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Lianti should have already started to attack the city, but just in case, Song Qingyuan still had to check his letter to prevent him from spreading the situation in Mobei.

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Even mentioning the situation of marching all the way, it can be described as very smooth.

Not only that, because of Song Qingyuan's thorough preparation, they arrived at the expected camp a few days earlier than planned.

After setting up the camp, Lian raised his big hand and asked the soldiers to repair on the spot. After night fell, they began to attack the city.

The one who will attack tonight is Dingyuan City, which can be regarded as the gate of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

But what surprised Lian Ti was that Ding Yuan's defense was too benevolent to describe it as "loose".

Wherever the army went, the guards of the Southern Zhou Dynasty were almost defeated.

If Lian Ti made a surprise attack at night, it would make sense for them to be unprepared.

However, when he stood on a high place during the day and used binoculars to check the defense situation in Dingyuan City, it was difficult to explain the scene of "soldiers in leather armor dozing off on the watchtower".

Even mentioning it, he never thought that this battle would be fought so easily.

After entering the city, he ordered his soldiers not to harm the people in the city as he had promised Song Qingyuan before departure.

Any violation will be dealt with according to military law.

After controlling the city gate and government office, Lian Ti ordered the army to station nearby without affecting the daily life of the people.

On the night when the good news was sent to Mobei, Song Qingyuan stood by the window for a long time before calling Jiang Duo to change his clothes.

But this night, he didn't sleep well.

Not long after the last residence report was delivered, it was news about the army stationed in Fushan.

Song Qingyuan didn't know that Lian Ti would send troops tonight, but as if he had a feeling in his heart, he dreamed of this scene in his dream.

But unlike Lian Ti's great victory, the dream was a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, with blood, corpses, and burnt land everywhere, and the sound of wailing was endless.

Song Qingyuan woke up suddenly, struggled to sit up, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The sound from the dormitory alarmed Jiang Duo who was watching the night outside. He hurried in, looked at Song Qingyuan who was still terrified on his face, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Your Highness? Did you have a nightmare?"

Song Qingyuan, who was dressed in moonlight lingerie, clutched the mahogany bed, and the dull pain brought him back to his senses.

He waved his hand, took a deep breath, and then replied to Jiang Duo: "It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

Jiang Duo still looked worried, and said with relief: "The army is strong and strong, and the king of Mobei is sure to win."

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