Chapter 33: Fine Maps
Qin Yu immediately put the topographic map he had drawn in front of the old man.
"Can you, old gentleman, draw the locations of the mountain trails and caves you know well?"
When the old man saw the map, he first frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, he took out a bamboo stick from his body, dipped it in dirt, and drew it gently.
"Shizi, it's not that the old man is talkative, this map is a little incomplete, and many places have not been drawn, you see that there should be a hill here, but the map is drawn as a flat land."
Qin Yu immediately became excited.
"Red Feather, Wan'er, you two will take the uncle's grandson down the mountain first, and the uncle and I will take a walk in the mountains."
The two did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately hurried down the mountain with the child.
Qin Yu grabbed the old man's wrist and walked towards the depths of the mountain forest.
Inside the study room of the East Palace.
The prince sat there, and the breath exuding from his body was quite cold, making people shudder.
Standing in front of him were several extremely strong young men, each with an indescribable heroic air between their eyebrows.
"You are all my royal children, and you are all responsible for the chaos in Great Xia."
"The battle between the military generals of Wenchen has been provoked, and the next step is to completely eradicate the leaders of the two sides."
"Only in this way can we truly control the whole world in our hands."
Everyone present exchanged glances with each other, and then took out the self-fold that had been prepared from their bodies and presented it.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, this matter is very important, if you want to do it on Your Majesty's side, I'm afraid you can't leave any trouble."
"Now half of the military power of the imperial court is still in the hands of His Majesty, and the power is not too tilted, and it may be difficult to really do it."
"The contradiction between the military generals is not too big, and if you want them to fall into each other, I'm afraid you can't do it."
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Lin Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the ruthlessness on his face was a little more.
As the crown prince, he has long been fed up with today's court and the world.
Soldiers, horses, money, food, taxes, everything is in the hands of the ministers.
"That will create more contradictions between them, especially between civilian officials, these guys are as good as monkeys, and if they want to use them, they still have to work hard."
Everyone present responded in unison, and then retreated one after another, and finally only a middle-aged man in black was left standing there respectfully.
"What, what's wrong?"
The middle-aged man didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately took out a list from his body and handed it over.
"Nanhe's manpower has all been concentrated in the capital, and such a large-scale operation is easy to attract the attention of others, especially on His Majesty's side, it is said that the Ouchi guards have already begun to act."
Lin Wushuang took the list and looked at it, then threw it aside.
"Afraid of what? Just do what this palace tells you to do, and I'll take care of it on my father's side. ”
The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, turned around and left directly.
Lin Wushuang was the only one left in the empty hall, and he turned around and slammed the table hard, then looked at the map hanging above the high hall.
"The world, my world! Whoever dares to stop it will die! ”
In the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Industry, Lin Yufeng sat there with a gloomy face.
"I've said it a few times, why don't you have a long memory, why do you have to mess with that kid?"
Lin whispered to his knees and kept sobbing.
"Daddy, how do you say that you are also a dignified secretary of the Ministry of Works, and even more so Prince Lian of Great Xia, why are you afraid of a king with a different surname, will we be trampled under the feet of the Jingbei Royal Mansion for the rest of our lives?"
Lin Yufeng hated that iron could not become steel, so he picked up the teacup on the table and slammed it on the ground.
"You rebel, do you know what the situation is in the north today?"
"Hundreds of thousands of troops Chen soldiers border, except for the king of Jingbei, who can block it from the country?"
"Khitan, Xianbei, Rouran, these grassland tribes are even more eyeing and ready to move!"
"If they invade the border of my Great Xia Kingdom, then our country will be ruined, and what will I be a prince at that time?"
Lin Qingyu was frightened, kneeling there with a face full of grievances, but stopped sobbing.
This is not without reason.
The northern border has been fighting for many years, but there is no commander in the court who can take action, and can only rely on the king of Jingbei to support himself.
If it weren't for that, they would probably have perished long ago.
"But the prince of Jingbei is too arrogant, and what he has done in the capital these days is enough to kill his nine clans."
"The guards of the Ministry of Industry brought by his daughter were killed by him."
Lin Yufeng stepped forward and slapped Lin Qingyu in the face.
"Only if this kid is a gentleman, there is no way for the power of King Jingbei to be hereditary."
"You bear with it first, and when the old prince dies, this kid will be a grasshopper after the autumn."
Lin whispered and covered her little face and nodded again and again.
In a simple wooden house in Sangmadi, Qin Yu, with the assistance of the old man, drew all the surrounding terrain.
"Thank you, old man!" Qin Yu took out a silver ingot from his arms and stuffed it into the old man's hand.
"This is a thank you gift, and I hope you don't tell anyone about it."
The old man was also very good, nodding his head again and again, but he pushed the silver back.
"The prince is polite, you have given us land to grow grain, it is already a great grace, how can the old man accept your silver taels?"
"Besides, isn't it just a matter of drawing a map, it's a matter of hands, and besides, the old man will never tell anyone about it!"
Qin Yu was quite satisfied in his heart, and it seemed that he had done a good job of buying people's hearts before.
It can be said that all the people in this mulberry land have become the eyeliner of Jingbei Palace.
"The old man's money is what you deserve, just take it!"
As he spoke, Qin Yu stuffed the silver over.
Sent the old man away, and quickly sorted out the map in his hand.
"Red Feather, ask someone to run, be sure to send the map to my grandfather."
At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.
Qin Yu secretly screamed badly, and then rushed out of the house, only to see several men in black flashing quickly on the flat ground.
Obviously, the conversation in the room had already been overheard by these guys.
Red Feather didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately rushed out, and at the same time took out a small whistle from his body and blew it.
Strange voices instantly echoed across the wilderness.
Immediately after that, the farmer who was sitting in the field, looking honest, suddenly jumped up, and there was an extra long knife in his hand.
Qin Yu was taken aback, it seemed that these were Yan Lingwei who had returned to the capital with Red Feather.
However, they were too far away to stop the man in black.