Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Zhu Chengjin also looked at her, smiled and said, "Why not?"

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"The upper and lower policies may be reversed, but the middle policy has never changed."

"Zhong Ce?"

Nan Yan squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes couldn't tell what the expression was, she was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "You, plan to choose the middle strategy?"

Zhu Chengjin smiled.

Zhongce, that is, the strategy written in the water-red kit-send troops to cross the river to take down the Yangzhou Prefecture. This place serves as a stronghold to destroy the states and counties in the north of the Yangtze River one by one.

Before, everyone’s attention was focused on the superior and inferior strategies. I didn’t know how Zhu Chengjin would choose, but he did not expect that he completely escaped the constraints of the superior and inferior strategies, and directly chose the middle strategy. .

For him, this is indeed an unmissable choice.

Moreover, compared with the best strategy that may be wrong, and the next strategy that may be missed, the middle strategy is more secure. Even if it succeeds, it will naturally achieve what Zhu Chengjin wants. Eventually, he will go north and occupy the city; if it fails, , And then cross the river again to return to the Jinling City. According to the city, there is still a way to go back.

In this way, this Zhongce seems to be even more seamless.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at this cold and lonely mourning hall, looking at the words Xu Gong Shizong on the spiritual seat, he sighed faintly.

Xu Shizong is indeed a talent.

Such a person, if he is willing to put aside his prejudices and serve the court, even if he can't be a prince, but at least he will be able to win what the Confucian scholars hope to win-governing the country and the world.

Why bother and why?

Nan Yan couldn't help sighing.

Hearing her sigh, Zhu Chengjin grinned coldly: "What's the matter?"

Nan Yan looked back at him, lowered his eyelids faintly, and said as if he didn't want to pay attention to him, "I just think it's a pity that such a talent has fallen into your hands."

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Upon hearing this, Zhu Chengjin's eyes flashed a cold light.

In fact, in the past, although he relied on Xu Shizong, he did not trust this person too much. After all, he was born and had a sister who was a queen with him. Zhu Chengjin’s natural suspicion and the experience in the battle of Jingnan also made him unable to completely. Believe that anyone, even after entering Jinling City, he began to beware of this wise and demon scholar, worrying that sooner or later he would turn back.

In the end, he chose to acquiesce when he knew that Nan Yan had secretly poisoned Xu Shizong.

But now, he feels a little bit like shooting himself in the foot.

Just occupying Jinling City is not his end. If he wants to go northward and retake the country of Yan, there is still a long way before him, but Xu Sejong died when he was only halfway through this road. .

Nowadays, facing his subordinates, these people usually clamor fiercely, but they can really make their decisions. No one's words sound smooth.

Now, Nan Yan even said that it was a pity that Xu Shizong fell into his own hands.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose, but he didn't want to let people see his regret. He just gritted his teeth and sneered: "There are so many capable people under this seat. If you think he is a pity, you can do it well. Persuaded him-unfortunately he couldn't hear it anymore."

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"Oh, even if he can hear it, he will definitely not be loyal to a rebel who has rebelled and taken his nephew!"

Nan Yan also sneered: "The winner is king, and the loser is the bandit."

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"No matter how nice you put it, the Ninth-Five Lord is still him, not you."

Zhu Chengjin sneered: "He? He is dead. Even if someone finds him in this weather, I'm afraid his body is already stinking."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan's face immediately sank.

Zhu Chengjin smiled and said: "However, don't worry, when we cross the river and take the Yangzhou Mansion, we will naturally send someone to Xiajiang Town. Even if his body has rotted into a pool of corpse water, I will send someone Find it, and then tell the world, at that time you might as well take a look again, how many people will follow him, and how many people will follow me!"

Nan Yan couldn't listen, stood up with the arm of the chair, turned around and walked out of Le Zhizhai.

Seeing her angry even from her back, Zhu Chengjin laughed.

His laughter echoed in the whole cold Le Zhizhai, and even the white flags fluttered up, as if being moved by a pair of invisible hands. After laughing, Zhu Chengjin turned to look at Xu Shizong’s spiritual position. Sneered and said: "I have used your strategy. If major things can be achieved in the future, you will not be treated ill-fated by the seal."

Naturally, no one responded in the mourning hall.

Only a gust of cold wind blew through, which was chilling.

At this time, Lu Guangwei, Guo Mi and others walked in from the outside and saw the white flags constantly flying above the empty mourning hall. At first glance, they looked like countless ghosts flying, although the heat on the ground has not faded. Everyone was sweating when they walked busy, but when they saw this scene, they all felt cold in their hands and feet.

Lu Guangwei stepped forward and said, "My son, the following things are almost ready."

"Oh?"

Zhu Chengjin looked up at him: "When can I cross the river?"

Mentioning this incident, Lu Guangwei's face appeared a little displeased, and said: "Originally, we have mobilized all the soldiers and horses that have landed these days, and can cross the river at any time, but-the group of people in Xingluo Lake have been Will not move."

Zhu Chengjin frowned.

"Didn't you tell them that there is still a battle to be fought these days?"

"I said it, but they are now taking Joe from us."

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"They seem to be sure that we need them to cross the river. They deliberately hold back and wait for the son to express his position."

Guo Mi said: "My son, these people were born as bandits, and they have no faith at all. The son gave them all the money that was promised to them before, and let them rob Jinling City for a day, but they Now I'm talking about food and grass, saying that I can't move without money."

Zhu Chengjin said coldly: "Does this kind of thing need to be handled by you personally?"

Guo Mi was a little embarrassed: "But son, since the rebels moved their capital a few years ago, the treasury of Jinling City has been moved to the north. Although we have taken the granary, these grains and grass still have to be used by us. There is not so much money in it."

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A cold light flashed in Zhu Chengjin's eyes and said coldly: "Then let go of Jinling City and let them plunder for two more days."

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"Two days later, cross the river and land ashore!"

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"When the time comes, if they don't leave, then don't blame me for being polite!"