"That's right!"
Zhao Muyun stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, exuding a grand vision and the demeanor of a tyrant that transcended the current fragmented and competitive landscape.
"Contact Miss Bingbing and have her use her connections in Beijing to convey our message to Li Jingang."
"The Northern Barbarians are a common and serious threat to the Chinese nation. Their cruelty and tyranny far surpass that of internal strife."
"At this time of foreign invasion and upheaval, I, Zhao Muyun, am willing to temporarily cease hostilities with Li Jingang and put an end to the fighting."
He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning, and said, word by word, "We could even... talk about cooperating in resisting the Di."
"Cooperate against the Di?"
These four words resounded like thunder within the headquarters!
Everyone was stunned by Zhao Muyun's incredible yet grand idea!
Cooperate with a mortal enemy?
What kind of magnanimity and courage does this require?
And what an adventure!
Shen Qian felt his throat go dry: "Grand Commander, this... Li Jingang... will he believe it? Moreover, Deputy Commander Fan's trip might expose the spies in the capital, ruining all our previous efforts..."
Zhao Muyun walked up to Shen Qian, patted him heavily on the shoulder, her eyes filled with trust and determination:
"This mission is indeed extremely dangerous, with a slim chance of survival. But if we succeed, its significance will far exceed the capture of ten cities!"
"I want Li Jingang to understand that I, Zhao Muyun, and the Little Prince of Jin have the magnanimity and vision to temporarily set aside personal grudges and group interests for the sake of the greater good of China!"
He gazed out at the vast and chaotic world beyond the door, his voice deep and resolute:
"Tell him, if the skin is gone, where will the hair attach? When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact?"
"After driving out the Northern Barbarians, the personal victory or defeat between him and me, as well as the disputes between Hedong and his court, can all be put aside."
"At least... until the common enemy is driven out, that's fine."
"As for whether he believes it or not, whether he will talk to me or not..."
Zhao Muyun withdrew her gaze and looked at Shen Qian, "It depends on his choice and also on fate. You just need to convey my message."
The humiliation of last year, when the Northern Barbarians breached the city, enslaving 100,000 civilians and members of the royal family, and massacring the capital for three days, is still fresh in our minds.
If Li Jingang continues down the path of Yin Zhao's loss of sovereignty and national humiliation, his Great Feng Dynasty will soon be finished.
"However, if he disagrees, we can also mobilize public opinion to win more public support for us."
"Or rather, it's an open conspiracy, and he had no choice but to agree!"
Zhao Muyun was full of confidence.
Looking into Zhao Muyun's deep and determined eyes, Shen Qian felt a surge of excitement, suppressing all his fear and hesitation.
He bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly but unwavering: "Your subordinate obeys! The night siege will not fail the Grand Commander's trust!"
The hall was completely silent.
All the generals watched Zhao Muyun silently, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
There was shock, confusion, and worry, but more than anything, there was a growing admiration for this leader's vision and courage, which far surpassed that of ordinary people.
An even grander storm seems to be quietly brewing following Zhao Muyun's earth-shattering decision.
The game of chess in the world is about to change at this moment.
......
Soon, the decision made by the Xijing Grand Commander's headquarters was transformed into a top-secret order, which Shen Qian personally delivered to Fan Bingbing, the deputy commander of the Night Watch in Shanzhou.
This deputy commander of the night watchmen, who uses his identity as the behind-the-scenes owner of "Yihongyuan," the largest brothel in the capital, as a cover, is the most suitable candidate to carry out this relay mission.
"Do you understand what the Grand Commander means?"
Shen Qian's expression was solemn. "This mission is extremely urgent and important, but you must not expose your identity as a night scout. Be careful, the Grand Commander specifically instructed me to do so."
At this moment, Fan Bingbing had already changed into an elegant dress, exuding a cool and aloof aura.
Hearing Zhao Muyun's special instructions, her heart warmed.
After carefully reading the instructions, his fingertips lightly traced the four characters "cooperate against Di," a glint of brilliance flashing in his eyes.
"Understood. The Grand Commander's plan may seem risky, but it actually targets people's hearts."
"Li Jingang is currently facing difficulties both domestically and internationally. He may not dare to accept this olive branch, but he absolutely cannot ignore it."
She held the instruction to the candle flame, lit it, and watched the ashes fall. "I'll get going now."
Several days later.
The "Yihong Courtyard" continues its nightly revelry, a haven of pleasure for high-ranking officials and nobles.
Fan Bingbing's quiet return went unnoticed.
Instead of directly contacting any high-ranking officials, she used her carefully cultivated network of relationships to deliver a generous gift and a heartfelt visiting card to Madam Huang, the wife of Li Hu, who was constantly in tears.
The post, ostensibly a message of condolence from an old friend, subtly hinted at Xi'an's intention to extend goodwill and perhaps provide information about General Li Hu's current situation.
Like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, a glimmer of light rekindled in Madam Huang's almost despairing heart.
Despite the potential risks, she immediately agreed to meet with this mysterious "Miss Fan".
In a secluded villa, Fan Bingbing met Madam Huang, who looked haggard.
Without much small talk, she gave the most crucial information: "Madam Huang, please accept my condolences. General Li Hu did not die in battle. He is currently in Xijing. Although he is a prisoner, Grand Commander Zhao treats him with courtesy and has not been harsh. His life is not in danger."
Upon hearing this, Madam Huang was first stunned, then tears welled up in her eyes—tears of joy, and even more so, the excitement of seeing her husband's hope of survival.
"Really...really? Tiger is still alive?"
"Absolutely true."
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