Chapter 22 Persuasion
Lu Chenyang answered his questions calmly: "First, you must help me, otherwise you will go to jail. Or do you like to open a mine? I'm fine with either. It's up to you. Second, the emperor will indeed send people to keep an eye on you, but... why should I be afraid of the emperor knowing? Isn't that something you should worry about? I think with your ability, you should be able to solve it yourself. What's more, when I was exiled to Lingnan because of the Zhenguo Mansion's voice, I had already boarded the Zhenguo Mansion's ship. As for the third question, this is something I should worry about, and the prince doesn't have to worry about me. As long as the prince agrees to help train the troops, it will be fine."
Yan Xing was shocked that Lu Chenyang could be so shameless.
Seeing his unhappy expression, Lu Chenyang softened his tone, "My Lord, I think you don't need to be on guard against me. I've already shown my support for the Zhenguogong Mansion with my own actions. There are many people in the world who sympathize with the Zhenguogong's plight, but I'm the only one who can be exiled with you. I admire the Zhenguogong's character and the Yan Family Army's defense of the country. I can't bear to see heroes who fought for their country sacrificed for power and profit. Now that you and I have come to Lingnan, we should make the most of it. Why can't this place give you and me a chance to show our talents?"
Lu Chenyang looked at Yan Xing seriously and sincerely.
Yan Xing's expression visibly eased a lot. What Lu Chenyang said was right. Lu Chenyang was indeed speaking up for the Zhenguo Mansion and ruining his own future. In this respect, he really had no ill will towards him.
Seeing this opportunity, Lu Chenyang immediately jumped on the bandwagon: "My Lord, if you don't object, then I will fight for military power. You will be the one training those soldiers then."
Yan Xing snorted softly: "I don't have any other choice, otherwise I will have to sleep in the cell."
Lu Chenyang chuckled and poured Yan Xing a cup of tea. "My Lord, I was just saying that in anger. Why did you take it so seriously? I have great respect for you!"
Yan Xing glanced at him, but still took the tea and drank it.
Yan Xing put down the teacup: "Then I will wait for your good news. I will go back first."
Lu Chenyang quickly stopped him, "My Lord, do you know Du Wei, the commander of the Lingnan garrison? Do you have any way to get him to hand over his military power? You are the Major General of the Yan Family Army. I will recommend you. Is that possible?"
Yan Xing smiled at him. "Master Lu is right. I can solve my own problems, and of course I should solve Master Lu's problems myself. I'm already overwhelmed with my own problems, so how can I have the energy to care about Master Lu?"
After Yan Xing finished speaking, he turned around and left, looking exceptionally graceful.
Lu Chenyang couldn't help but grin: "Ah, this guy really holds a grudge."
What can he do? He can do it himself.
Lu Chenyang had thought it through clearly. If he wanted to gain a foothold in Lingnan, the first thing he had to do was to gain military power. Then he would first stabilize the external situation and then pacify the internal situation.
In this violent place, everything has to be solved with force.
Lord Lu currently possesses a combat force of 27 escorts and 135 imperial guards. Whether these less than 200 men can defeat the 3,000-man Mie Yi army or the Han army... remains to be seen.
Lu Chenyangguang felt so desperate just thinking about it.
Lu Chenyang thought about it and personally wrote a visiting card and sent it to Dewey’s general’s mansion.
The garrison camp was so disorganized, and Dewey wasn't a diligent worker. He stayed in his general's mansion year-round, except for hunting in the mountains when the weather was good. He stayed indoors during special periods, such as when the Dongyi people would regularly go out hunting.
Dewey did nothing after receiving the post and had no intention of meeting Lu Chenyang at all.
He is in charge of his garrison camp, and Lu Chenyang is his county magistrate. They are all just decorations, so there is no need to meet to see who looks better, right?
What if he couldn't even meet in person? Lu Chenyang thought about it again and wrote another letter. This time it wasn't a post, but an article, and had it delivered to the general's mansion.
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