Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1277 A Terrible Idea

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng immediately thought of Atsumi Harumi's stunningly beautiful face and couldn't help but glare fiercely at Miao Changfeng.

"Don't you have a way to solve the problem of outdated warship technology?"

Lan Yu replied, "Your Majesty, I have already invited several famous craftsmen to work on solving several problems on the warships. I believe that before long, our Great Zheng will also be able to possess warships that can rival those of the pirates."

An Zhengdao shook his head: "Just being able to match them is not enough; we also need an overwhelming advantage. There are too many pirate warships."

Lan Yu stopped talking, thinking to himself, how could he possibly have an overwhelming advantage in such a short time?

Zhao Zheng knew in his heart that this was a task that could not be completed in a short time, and he couldn't help but feel more and more agitated.

"You've been rambling on for so long, yet you can't come up with a single useful solution. Is the court's generous salary just to support useless fellows like you?"

He had a bad temper and often swore, so everyone was used to it and didn't find it too embarrassing; they just hung their heads and remained silent.

After a while, Lan Yu stepped forward again.

"Your Majesty, I have a plan, but I don't know..."

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up: "Tell me quickly."

Unexpectedly, Lan Yu turned around and glanced at everyone in the hall before turning back to look at Zhao Zheng.

Everyone understood what he meant: he wanted to speak to the Emperor alone.

Zhao Zheng naturally understood and waved his hand.

"You all go out and wait."

Everyone felt a tightness in their chests; the Emperor was telling them to go outside and wait, but not to leave.

I've been standing here for almost half a day, and lunchtime is almost over, but they still won't let me go home for lunch.

The emperor has spoken, and who dares to disobey?

The ministers bowed and retreated, exiting the main hall one by one.

Once only Lan Yu remained in the hall, Zhao Zheng stared at him anxiously.

Lan Yu smiled: "Your Majesty, this method may offend some people, but..."

"What are you babbling about? Tell me quickly."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty. In my opinion, the Zhenxi Army is the real threat to our Great Zheng. With Lin Feng in the Zhenxi Army, sooner or later he will become a major threat to our Great Zheng."

"Nonsense, do you even need to tell me? Just tell me your solution."

Zhao Zheng had long been impatient.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Judging from Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army's sweeping victory over the southern pirates, the pirates have significant weaknesses. Given the current situation, we should deal with the Zhenxi Army first."

Zhao Zheng frowned: "How should we deal with the Zhenxi Army first?"

Lan Yu lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, perhaps we can use the previous method..."

"Ok?"

"Unite with the pirates to jointly eliminate the Zhenxi Army."

Zhao Zheng took a deep breath, leaned back on the dragon throne, and remained silent for a moment.

Lan Yu continued, "Your Majesty, how was the capital city captured? And how were the pirates driven out?"

Before Zhao Zheng could speak.

"Your Majesty, if we cede the southern territory of the Great Zheng Dynasty to the pirates, allowing them to concentrate their forces to compete with the Zhenxi Army for the southern territory, the Great Zheng Imperial Guards can then focus on attacking the eight prefectures of Zhenxi. The Zhenxi Army will then face a two-front war. No matter how capable Lin Feng is, he is only one person. How can he withstand such a long-distance battle?"

Zhao Zheng beckoned for the eunuch to bring the map, spread it out on the dragon's desk, and examined it carefully.

Lan Yu also moved closer.

"Your Majesty, if we can take over the prosperous eight prefectures of Zhenxi, we can face the pirates as a whole, temporarily divide the country along the river, and then plan to drive the pirates out of the land."

Zhao Zheng hesitated: "But if we allow the pirates to grow stronger, how will we drive them out in the future?"

Lan Yu smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the pirates are, after all, a foreign race. When our Great Zheng unifies the territory, the people and soldiers of Great Zheng will be united against the common enemy, and the pirates will no longer be a powerful foe."

"On the other hand, Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army has already won the hearts and minds of some people. Once it continues to expand its territory, with Lin Feng's methods, it will be difficult to control it then."

Zhao Zheng finally nodded slowly, agreeing with Lan Yu's statement from the bottom of his heart.

"But how can we persuade the pirates to join forces with our Taisho Dynasty?"

Lan Yu spoke with confidence and ease.

"Your Majesty, firstly, we can cede a large area of ​​land in the southern border to them. Secondly, we can provide some war supplies to alleviate the pressure on the pirates' food supply. Thirdly, we can lower our stance and form a marriage alliance with them to show our sincerity."

Given the current situation, the pirate forces are facing a pincer attack from both the Imperial Guards of Dazheng and the Zhenxi Army. Not only will they be unable to break through in a short time, but once the Zhenxi Army recovers, defeating them will likely not be difficult.

Therefore, given this predicament, the only viable option for the pirates is to unite with our Great Zheng Dynasty to fight the enemy.

After thinking it over and over again, Zhao Zheng slammed his hand on the desk.

"Very well, that's how it is. The Imperial Advisor is indeed exceptionally wise and capable of relieving my worries."

Before Zhao Zheng could say anything more, Lan Yu immediately bowed in respect.

"Your Majesty, as before, the most suitable person to come forward and conspire with the pirates is none other than the Prime Minister."

"Miao Changfeng?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Zheng glanced at Lan Yu. This guy was cunning and scheming, always hiding behind the scenes and coming up with bad ideas, while letting others charge ahead.

However, Lan Yu's idea seems to be the most reliable at present.

"Go and summon Miao Changfeng to see me."

Lan Yu bowed in agreement, took a few steps back, and then turned and stepped out of the main hall.

As the ministers outside the hall grew impatient, they saw Lan Yu emerge from the hall and immediately surrounded him.

"Grand Preceptor, how is it?"

Lan Yu smiled but remained silent.

Of these ministers, only Miao Changfeng stood at a distance, because he felt that whenever the emperor had an important matter, he would inevitably exclude himself from the center circle.

Being allowed to stand inside the hall today is already an extraordinary favor.

Lan Yu stood among the ministers and raised his hand to greet them.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, the Emperor summons you to the palace for an audience."

Miao Changfeng was stunned when he heard him shouting, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

This Lan Yu is too cunning and always tries to outdo me. If it weren't for my control of the Jianghu (martial arts world) as my trump card, I would have really been suppressed by him.

"The Emperor summoned me?"

He hesitated before asking a question.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't keep the Emperor waiting."

Lan Yu would never joke like that with all the ministers in front of him.

Having confirmed that it was true, Miao Changfeng dared not delay and quickly walked into the main hall.

Tianshan Zhengyi Gate.

Elder Yan Su finally returned.

Lin Feng broke one of his legs, leaving him disabled, and he hasn't been able to get his broken leg back.

Feeling dejected, I realized that this trip down the mountain had resulted in a huge loss.

Not only was his leg crippled, but Lin Feng's treasures were also taken away by someone.

When he left, he did not see the broken sword on Lin Feng's body, and he was certain that the treasure must have been snatched by the other two old guys.

At this moment, Yan Su was already sitting cross-legged in his cultivation place, which was a dry and spacious cave.

Yan Su's disciple, Yan Jin, who was also Yan Su's nephew, was kneeling on the futon opposite him, looking at Yan Su with a solemn expression.

"Master, did you gain anything from this trip down the mountain?"

Yan Su looked at the disciple in front of him and nodded expressionlessly.

Yan Jin's heart tightened: "Master, Lin Feng was... you..."

Yan Su shook his head and sighed, "Lin Feng has a treasure on him that can protect his safety."

"A priceless treasure? How come this disciple has no idea?"

"Hmph, you're lucky you didn't fight him, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here alive."