Chapter 340 Mr. Plan
It's afternoon again, and the sun is already starting to get scorching.
At the back of the Huo family's main hall, two small figures were squatting stealthily under the window of the inner room, their heads pressed against the windowsill and their ears stretched out to listen inside.
"Little wheat ear, why are we squatting here to eavesdrop?" Bing'er asked in confusion, holding her little hands to her mouth.
The weather was hot, and they stayed in the sun for a long time, their faces getting red.
The conversation in the main room wasn't loud enough, so Xiaomai Sui leaned his head in a little further, squeezing his ear through the crack in the window frame. "Sister Tianbao and the others are going on a long trip again in a few days, and my mother is keeping a close eye on me! If I show up in the front yard, she'll definitely arrest me! I can only eavesdrop!"
"Why did Aunt Huo arrest you?"
"They don't want me to hear where Sister Tianbao and the others are going! I've tried to sneak out a few times before when the family wasn't paying attention, but Mom always caught me. Isn't it time to get used to it? When my dad talks to Sister and the others about important matters, he won't let me hear! My Mom even treats me like a thief in the house. It's outrageous!"
Bing'er's eyes lit up. "Are you going to sneak away this time too? To find your sister? I'll go with you!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely take you with me! I won't leave you behind!" Little Wheat Ear vowed.
Xide Bing'er unfolded the small handkerchief she carried with her to provide shade for her.
Mrs. Huo went to the Su family to chat with the ladies who had some free time during lunch break.
Huo Ziheng sat in the main room with several students, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, drinking cold tea, and leisurely discussing important matters.
"If you want to get the nine nations to fight each other, you can't start with the smaller ones. The five small nations in the Central Plains all depended on the larger nations for survival. They have no power to resist a powerful opponent. Even if their skin is torn to pieces, they will simply swallow their anger.
Although Darong is a medium-sized country, it does not have the power to compete with other countries. After suffering a loss, it will inevitably choose to make concessions after weighing the pros and cons, and the matter will not escalate.
Therefore, dog bones must be dug from the four major countries.
Only a powerful nation would have the courage and confidence to strike back after being bitten and suffering a loss. And in that position, a powerful nation would have no choice but to strike back. If a great nation were to swallow its losses, it would only bring shame and loss of national prestige, becoming a laughing stock. Once it loses its authority to intimidate the world, would the surrounding powers still be as wary of this piece of fat meat as before? As long as the powerful nations don't dare to gamble, they will be pushed onto the tiger's back.
The gentleman's expression was calm, his tone unhurried. After taking a sip of tea to moisten his throat, he continued, "Now let's talk about how to choose a target. Regarding the distribution of the four kingdoms in the Central Plains, Xiling is located in the northwest, adjacent to the small kingdom of Yunqin, and backed by the vast grasslands of the outer border, making it an indisputable territory.
Nansang is located at the southernmost tip of the Central Plains, bordering the sea and close to Dai Viet. To reach the heart of the Central Plains, Nansang must first pass through Dai Viet. Similarly, other nations seeking to reach Nansang must also seek passage through Dai Viet. If a conflict erupts, Dai Viet will be implicated regardless of its involvement. Therefore, digging up bones in Nansang is unacceptable.
Although Beixiang is located in the center of the Central Plains and is well connected, it is surrounded by Fenglan, Longyuan, Lingjiang, and Shangbei, which are dependent on it. The power is too concentrated and it is not the best target.
Finally, Dongpu."
The students listened attentively, waiting to hear what the teacher would say next without blinking.
The gentleman paused and took another sip of tea slowly.
Hearing the key point being interrupted, Su Wu scratched his head anxiously, "Master, please stop keeping me in suspense and continue! The teapot is almost empty. If you drink more, you'll have to go to the toilet!"
The other students stared intently with their eyes wide open, secretly praising him for being well said.
Su Wu’s taking the lead this time really pleased everyone!
The master lived up to everyone's expectations and patted a fool on the head with his palm-leaf fan. "Everyone sitting next to you is more cunning than you. Do you know why they don't urge me to be their master?"
Su Wu, “…” I didn’t know it just now, but now I know.
All the people sitting next to him are fake brothers, and their friendship is thinner than paper.
With your limited strength, would it hurt or itch if you hit someone?
I'm just waiting for him to be the first to take action and then watching him have fun.
A bunch of inhuman things!
Sooner or later he will kill these dogs!
As Su Wu used his glare knife to flatter his brothers, the master continued, "Dongpu borders Beixiang to the west, and Darong to the southeast. The Shu Road lies right at the intersection of these three kingdoms, separating them with a thousand-mile-long longitudinal line, a natural defense line for the three nations against each other. Most importantly, the ownership of the Shu Road has always been a dispute among the various nations. Dongpu, Beixiang, and Darong all want to incorporate the Shu Road into their respective territories. Wherever you go on this trip, each nation will set traps there..."
Huo Ziheng fanned himself twice with his palm-leaf fan and raised his lips slightly, "Then let's do it on the Shu Road."
He raised his eyes and smiled at the stunned students. "Aren't all the nations always searching for the magic weapon? Let them 'discover' that the magic weapon might be on the Shu Road. Coincidentally, you have enough bait."
Tianbao understood, "The divine weapons are bait, and the Hades Iron and the Living Dead are our tools to make bait."
She has all these things in her hands, and it only takes a few clicks to spread the bait.
Sir, you have it all figured out.
"If all the countries really send people to enter the Shu Road to trip us up, can we take the opportunity to spread the rumor about the location of the magic weapon to them? Wouldn't that be faster than letting them 'discover' it themselves?" Su Wu said.
"No, we can't spread rumors. That would be too obvious and would only arouse their suspicion. How many fools are there in a high position? They won't easily believe a few rumors." Bai Yu raised his lip and said sarcastically, "But if one of their own people accidentally discovered relevant clues and reported them, that would be another matter."
Su An clapped his hands, "Even if they still have doubts about the clues they found themselves, they will take measures to confirm their authenticity and prevent other countries from discovering and competing for them."
Su Wen nodded and smiled, "In this way, even if the magic soldiers haven't appeared yet, they will start fighting first."
When the magic weapon appears, countries will inevitably fight each other to the point of bloodshed, and diplomatic relations will be in jeopardy.
The incidents caused by this were enough to give the leaders of various countries a headache and leave them no time to take care of other things.
At that time, they could watch dogs fight and look for the Undying Bug in peace.
"You can set off once there's news from Shuzhong." Huo Ziheng waved his palm-leaf fan, telling the students to leave. "Go away now. My ears hurt when you sit in front of me."
Students, “…”
They really didn't know when the master started to dislike them.
Several people quarreled and left the Huo family courtyard, and finally blamed Su Wu for being disliked by the master.
Because he speaks the loudest.
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