Han Yeshu entered the Jin Palace all the way unimpeded, with a long shadow dragged by the light ink-colored coat, and an indifferent expression, as if he looked down on life and death, and the guards passing by all stopped to make way for this white-haired young man.

Emperor Zhao Ling of Jin had just finished his early dynasty, and the eight major families had almost cleaned him up, and the early dynasty of the entire imperial court was quiet and terrifying, and the ministers who had been fighting with their tongues before did not dare to raise their heads to look at him now. Zhao Ling, who was deeply bored, hastily ended the early dynasty and returned to his bedroom.

Hearing that the palace maid came to report that Han Yeshu was coming, his half-squinted little eyes suddenly widened, he knew that Han Yeshu must have something important when he came to him, otherwise, with Han Yeshu's temperament, it would be impossible to walk out of Wenhan Courtyard so easily.

"Change clothes," Zhao Ling stood up, his fat and fat body, so that the palace maids around him who dressed him were all cautious, if Zhao Ke was there before, when the palace maids were serving carefully, they couldn't help but disdain in their hearts.

Now he didn't dare to slack off, no one expected that this little fat man was the last person to laugh at the Jin Kingdom, and the eight major families were cleaned up by him in just two years, without smearing mud and water, iron and blood, and now the blood stains on the guillotine are still clearly visible.

Not long after, Han Yeshu saw Zhao Ling who came over, "Han Strategist, what kind of wind blew you here at this time?"

Zhao Ling's fat smiling face was almost crowded together, and he half-jokingly said that it could be said that Han Yeshu was the person standing behind him Zhao Ling, and if it wasn't for Han Yeshu's assistance, although he could gather the power of the Jin Kingdom, it would take a lot of effort.

However, when he knew that Han Yeshu was the backhand left by his father and emperor, he began to let down his guard against Han Yeshu, and Han Yeshu did not live up to his trust, and Han Yeshu gave him a strategy to move troops on the border and successfully confused Chu and Yan.

On the premise that Yan and Chu did not dare to make a move, they quickly solved the internal problems of the Jin State.

Han Yeshu didn't talk nonsense, and directly said his intentions straight to the point. "Your Majesty, the north wind is about to go south, the sky is about to change, and we should do it."

"Huh"? Zhao Ling was very puzzled, "Han Strategy, do you mean that we will send troops now?" Do you know that now that our Jin Kingdom has just stabilized, even if it is to launch an attack at this time, you have

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How many layers of certainty"?

Although he was very skeptical, Zhao Ling, according to his understanding of Han Yeshu, would not make such a suggestion for no reason.

"Your Majesty, you said that even we ourselves feel that the Jin Kingdom is not ready, so do the Chu States and the Yan Kingdom know that we are ready?"

The thin lips twitched slightly, and the cold voice spit out from Han Yeshu's mouth, Zhao Ling savored Han Yeshu's words, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand what Han Yeshu meant.

"How sure are you"? Zhao Ling understood, but he still didn't make up his mind, at this critical time, one of his decisions was related to the fate of the Jin Kingdom, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

"Fifty percent", Han Yeshu still didn't hold it up, and said what he grasped in his heart.

"Fifty percent? Han Yeshu, do you know what your words mean? Less than sixty percent, how can you make me believe you, doesn't this mean that I will give up the Jin State to the Chu State and the Yan State? Then I might as well surrender directly, and maybe I can be a prince of peace and happiness."

Zhao Ling didn't laugh angrily, laughing at the cold night Shu in front of him, laughing at him for fooling himself, he was not easy to fool, after all these years, his mind would not be disturbed because of Han Yeshu's words.

"Your Majesty, if we wait until Yan Guo makes a move, our winning rate will be less than thirty percent", Han Yeshu was not moved by Zhao Ling's words, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and casually stretched out his slender and pale three fingers.

"Thirty percent? What are you kidding when you are cold night Shu, my Jin country has 300,000 mercenaries, and there are nearly 100,000 Hulin troops outside, although it is not as good as the 500,000 army of Yan Kingdom, but you actually said that if you really start a war, there is no victory rate of 30%, do you believe it or not, I will pull you out and behead you by disturbing the army's heart"?

Zhao Ling walked into Han Ye Shu ruthlessly, staring at Han Ye Shu with his small eyes, and there was a big disagreement with the intention of making a move on Han Ye Shu.

Han Yeshu was not afraid at all, even if it was the monarch who was about to become angry standing in front of him at this moment, he did not have the slightest fluctuation in his heart, since he came, how could he not count Zhao Ling's temperament and attitude.

"Your Majesty, wait until I'm done, if you think I'm alarmist, then you can do it", Han Yeshu said unhurriedly.

"Now

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The strength of the Yan country is the strongest, as far as we know so far, the Yan country has at least 500,000 troops, no matter what, the Yan country is something we can't avoid, and then the Chu country, the current Chu country is no longer the Chu country we knew before, although it is weak, but the rising trend is obvious, if the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us, so now is our best opportunity to send troops."

"This is the only chance for us to turn over, that is, I don't know if the monarch has the courage of the ancestors of the Jin Kingdom, if he wins, then the Jin Kingdom will be unified, if he loses, the Jin Kingdom will cease to exist, and please make a decision."

After Han Yeshu finished speaking, he bowed with both hands, buried his head, kept his posture of saluting, and waited quietly for Zhao Ling to speak, he proposed to send troops now, and also had the intention of testing Zhao Ling, to see if Zhao Ling was a male lord and whether he was a person worthy of his follow.

If Zhao Ling hadn't taken his opinion, he wouldn't have insisted on his advice, but from now on, he would have chosen to retreat to the mountains and forests and no longer care about political affairs. He will never step into the court of the Jin Kingdom for the rest of his life. After all, according to his analysis of the current general trend, if the Jin State does not rise up to resist now, then what awaits the Jin State can only be a slow demise, and finally be destroyed by the Yan State or the Chu State.

He was unwilling to become a stepping stone like this, so he wanted to suggest Zhao Ling to give it a go and fight with the people of the world, who is the real belonging of the world.

At this time, Zhao Ling's heart was also extremely complicated, Han Yeshu's words echoed in his ears over and over again, although he didn't want to admit it, but what Han Yeshu said was the true situation of the Jin Kingdom. He wanted to convince himself that the Jin Kingdom was powerful, but facts speak louder than words, and it is useless to say more.

"Okay, I agree to send troops now, listen to the order in the cold night, from now on, the soldiers and horses of the Jin State will be transferred to you except for the forbidden army of the imperial court, and the generals in the army will also be appointed by you." After hesitating again and again, Zhao Ling finally made up his mind that instead of waiting for death, it was better to fight to the death, he had been living in the shadow of Zhao Ke for the first half of his life.

Even if the people of the Jin Kingdom are afraid of him now, they are just afraid of his iron-blooded methods, and they are not really subservient to him, so it is better to give it a go and become it, then his throne will be extremely stable, and if he loses, it is nothing more than death.

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