Chapter 144 Shameless
Zhao Yushu couldn't understand.
"Let me ask you, what are my five thousand soldiers doing here?"
"in case."
"Yes, just in case. If something happens, what will I do?"
Zhao Yushu glanced at him and said, "Lead the army to quell the rebellion."
General Sun narrowed his eyes. The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. "Not to mention that we don't have these strong men, even if we did, a mere 50,000 hungry disaster victims can't withstand the slaughter of our army in an hour."
Zhao Yushu nodded: "I know."
"So preventing them from rebelling is my way of saving their lives. Dean Wang and I have come up with this solution, and Governor Lan has agreed to it. Do you understand?"
"I understand. What about the Duke of Yue?"
"Duke Yue? The Red Lotus Cult in Jiangnan has already spread to several counties and will soon reach Jiangning. If you were Duke Yue, would you wait until the rebels were at the gates of the city and then defend and wait for help, or would you strike first before the rebels gain a firm foothold?"
Zhao Yushu thought for a moment and said, "Of course, it is better to strike first."
General Sun gave a light kick, and the horse headed south again. "So Nanyang must be in chaos. As long as Nanyang is in chaos, my army will suppress the rebellion. As long as blood is seen, the Duke of Yue can continue to ask for the emperor's order to ask for more troops and horses, and go all the way south from Nanyang to fight the rioters in the four counties of Jiangnan. If he advances, he can be a marshal and hold the military power. If he retreats, he can stay in Jiangning and continue to be the Duke of Taiping! Humph, a business that is sure to make money, but it only means the death of tens of thousands of unruly people. Zhao Yushu, do you want to do this business?"
Zhao Yushu felt his whole body go cold: "So, Nanyang was never going to be in chaos."
"Yes, Nanyang's grain reserves can definitely last until the autumn harvest, but taxes still need to be increased because Nanyang is the barrier of the Eastern Capital. If Nanyang is in chaos, the nobles of the two capitals will be afraid and will send troops."
Zhao Yushu clenched his hands tightly, and a deep feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart.
"But I still don't know how Wang Shaolin can cause chaos in Nanyang. If he didn't assassinate the dean, we wouldn't know he had a backup plan. But now he's exposed, my people will keep a close eye on him. Why does he want to expose himself now?"
Zhao Yushu also couldn't understand. In his original idea, Wang Shaolin wanted Nanyang to be leaderless temporarily, but Governor Ruolan had already agreed to the plan. Even if Dean Wang fell, it would not affect the implementation of the plan.
What else does the dean know that others don't know?
Was there some important information that I had missed? Something that could turn the tide?
"What is Governor Lan's attitude?"
Speaking of Lan Rong, General Sun showed a trace of disdain: "A great cultivator of the seventh heaven, he would be considered a big shot wherever he is. But once he put on that official robe, he became hesitant and indecisive. Now he doesn't know what to do at all. Or maybe he will wait and see the outcome of our fight before taking sides. When he asked for permission to lead the troops, I thought he was a big shot. Now it seems that he is just trying to please both sides. He is cunning and cowardly, and has wasted his cultivation!"
"I want to go back to the camp to see where you are going?" General Sun turned his horse around.
"I'll take a look around first."
After the two said goodbye, Zhao Yushu rode his horse aimlessly. The horse snorted and slowly took him back to the city.
These days, even the chores were dismissed. Since I was not good at cooking, I just found a small stall to eat for a couple of meals, and then returned to the dark academy alone.
Perhaps darkness is terrifying to most people, but to Zhao Yushu, darkness is the best cover and a paradise for shadow-stepping. Here, even if the assassin comes again, he will be able to fight.
But the night passed peacefully.
Zhao Yushu sat on the bed with his clothes on, slightly opening his eyes to rest. He had been waiting all night, waiting for the assassin to come again. As long as he came, he would have a chance to catch the assassin, and maybe he could pry something out of the assassin's mouth.
There was a knock on the door, the force was steady yet mixed with a hint of confusion. Zhao Yushu stood up. Why would an injured monk come here at this time?
Zhao Yushu opened the door and outside was the middle-aged monk who was responsible for protecting the dean yesterday.
"Big brother, why are you here?"
"Hey, I just came from the government office. I was asked to come and see you because I was worried that something might happen to you."
"Thank you for the trip, brother. Last night was peaceful. How is the dean?"
"He's not awake yet, but his breathing has become more even. I think he's fine."
"That's good. Have you had breakfast, brother?"
The two of them sat in a breakfast shop, sipping their rice and soup, chatting casually about the news in Nanyang. More importantly, the elder brother kept complaining that he was not skilled enough and could not protect the old dean.
"Brother, don't blame yourself too much. That person suddenly attacked you, and his skills are not inferior to yours. It's really not your fault."
"Brother, please don't comfort me. When I was your age, I was also in the third heaven. I thought that this would be my life. Then I got married and had children. Hey, I was so happy that I broke through that barrier and ascended to the fourth heaven. My old man was so proud, haha."
The man's eyes sparkled as he recalled the good old days. "It took me a few more years to reach the sixth level. I can now walk around freely in Nanyang City. My family is rich, my wife is capable and pretty, and my two sons are smart and obedient. Don't you think it's great?"
Zhao Yushu smiled and nodded in agreement.
"But we are both at the sixth level, so why couldn't I take his move? To be honest, brother, I was scared, really scared. At that time, the power of his palm made me feel like I was rolling in the river. I couldn't even stand. I was really afraid that he would come again."
In the words of the cultivators, the man's heart of Taoism was broken. Although he was rich, the masters he could afford were no match for those from the famous sects in Jiangning, and the martial arts he practiced were certainly not as good as others. When they were at the same level, the superiority or inferiority of martial arts was enough to easily change the situation of the battle. The same reason was true when Zhao Yushu was able to knock down Uncle Sanniang with one move when he met Fang Sanniang and the others at night.
"Brother, next time you meet him, just take out a knife and chop off his hand." Zhao Yushu was not good at comforting people, so he just made a joke.
"Hahahaha, that's a good idea. My cultivation level can't improve any more now, so I might as well switch to practicing swordsmanship and ask my wife to buy me a fine sword. If he dares to come again, I'll chop him to death with one blow!"
The two men laughed and clinked their glasses with soup instead of wine.
"Come to think of it, has the assassin been lurking in the academy?"
The man shook his head: "I don't think so. It seems that he followed me all the way from the government office. After the dean saw the old man, he became worried. I also became upset and neglected it."
Zhao Yushu shook his head: "Brother, you are really bold. You dare to call the governor Lan old man."
"Hey, it's not Lord Commander Lan, it's the old man from the Red Lotus Sect outside!"
Sanniang's master, the old helmsman? Yes, he went to find Lan Rong and was temporarily held hostage in the government office.
Zhao Yushu seemed to have grasped something: "Why did the dean go to see him?"
The big man scratched his head and said, "How can I remember all this? I just listened to what they said. People outside the city may not be credible."
Zhao Yushu stood up suddenly: "I need to go to the government office!"