Chapter 2512: Domestic Consumption
Was this letter sent by carrier pigeon really sent by him?
But, what exactly did he want to convey by writing only the four words "Chaganbala"?
Could it be that they were asked to go to Baihu City?
Just thinking about it made Nan Yan feel it was absurd. Not to mention that Arslan was the King of Nanli of the Neng Kingdom and was a mortal enemy of them; just looking at this man's character, he appeared honest on the surface but was cunning in his heart, especially when he used his own life experience to deceive himself, both he and Monk did it flawlessly.
If Xinping had not been born later and the birthmark on her palm had not confirmed everything, she might still have been kept in the dark by them until now.
Such people sent a letter by carrier pigeon, asking them to go to Baihu City.
Who would believe it?
Who dares to believe it?
Seeing her frown, with a hint of displeasure visible between her brows, Zhu Feng said to Xue Yun calmly, "You should leave first. Don't tell anyone else about this."
Xue Yun hurriedly said, "I dare not."
After saying that, he bowed to them and left with the medicine box.
Before leaving, he looked back at the note with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and closed the door of the imperial study.
Only after she left did Zhu Feng look at Nan Yan.
He whispered, "What are you thinking about?"
"ah?"
Nan Yan seemed to come back to her senses, looked at Zhu Feng, and said, "No, nothing."
It was obvious at first glance that this was a perfunctory response, but Zhu Feng didn't delve into it. He simply twisted the note between his fingers, gently shaking it twice, and then said, "If this pigeon letter really came from Arslan, if it was really him who sent the message, would you want to go?"
Nan Yan shook her head.
"Why?"
Nan Yan said, "Let's not talk about his purpose for now, but I don't want to see this person."
“…”
"Back then, they deceived me about my life story. I know I haven't forgotten this hatred yet."
“…”
"It's just that there's no way to get revenge."
“…”
"If there's a chance, if he falls into my hands—"
She thought of many tortures in her mind, and if she could use them on these people, she would be able to relieve her hatred. But then she thought again, she was not the kind of person who could torture others. She was just full of hatred, but it was too difficult for an ordinary woman to actually kill them.
So she said, "It would be best if he died where I can't see him."
Zhu Feng laughed and said, "You do hold a grudge."
Nan Yan said: "I can forget all other grudges, even all grudges with a smile."
“…”
"But this matter has touched a sore spot for me. How can I forget it so easily?"
Zhu Feng smiled slightly, reached out and took her wrist, pulling her to his side.
Because he had just finished detoxifying, he was sweating all over, and his palms were still covered with cold sweat. When Nan Yan was pulled by him, she felt his palms were cold, and immediately she held his hand in her backhand.
Zhu Feng said, "Don't worry."
“…”
"If I have the chance, I will avenge you."
"Um?"
When Nan Yan heard this, she opened her eyes wide in confusion: "What does the emperor mean by this? Could it be that——"
At this point, her tone became serious: "Your Majesty is really going?"
Zhu Feng said: "Of course not."
“…”
"If a carrier pigeon of unknown origin with only the four words 'Chaganbala' could transfer me to White Tiger City, that would be too easy."
Nan Yan blinked: "What does the emperor think?"
Zhu Feng said, "You should know that in recent years, the Neng Kingdom has been plagued by internal strife."
Nan Yan nodded and said, "Of course I know."
“…”
"When the Emperor wanted to get rid of King Beili, he must have had a plan in mind."
Zhu Feng nodded and said bluntly, "Although Monk looks frail, he's actually very scheming and definitely not as easy to control as he appears to be. And Arslan..." He glanced at Nan Yan and said, "Although you may have a lot of complaints about him, you should also know that this man is not one to be trifled with."
Nan Yan snorted lightly.
Zhu Feng continued, "With the Beili King around, a delicate balance has been established between the three of them. The Beili King has the merit of supporting the throne and has deep roots in the Neng Kingdom. As the ruler of the Neng Kingdom, Monk also needs to cooperate with the Nanli King to compete."
“…”
"But, once King Beili died, the situation changed."
“…”
"The two strongest remaining figures on the stage—as powerful individuals themselves—will begin to absorb the power left behind by King Beili. In this process, they will naturally compete for it, and even become hostile. Imperial power is originally unique."
“…”
"However, there is one thing that still makes me very confused."
Nan Yan looked at him: "What is it?"
Zhu Feng said, "I originally thought that even if they were evenly matched, whether it was Monk's scheming or Arslan's methods, the outcome would be decided within two to three years. Furthermore, I've also thought of some ways to stir up trouble in their country—"
Having said this, he paused.
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide and looked at him: "Your Majesty, you——"
Zhu Feng coughed lightly.
He came from a military background and always liked to fight with real swords and guns on the battlefield. However, it does not mean that he is unaware of and not good at using conspiracies and tricks. In fact, "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu said it very clearly: War is the art of deception.
This kind of "cunning method" is not only used on the battlefield, but can also be used elsewhere.
However, this method is naturally not something that can be told to outsiders.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "So, the Emperor didn't really just let the king and his minister of Dian Kingdom confront each other."
Zhu Feng said calmly, "There's no such thing as true chance in this world. If you want to win, you have to do what you need to do to win."
Nan Yan asked, "What about now?"
Zhu Feng said, "In my estimation, within two to three years, their internal conflict would end and a winner would be decided. I didn't expect it to drag on until now, and it's already been five years."
“…”
"Of course, this is not a bad thing."
“…”
"The longer their internal struggles last, the more their national strength will be depleted, and the more advantageous the situation will be for us."
“…”
"It's just that I'm really curious about who it was that kept the fight between them balanced for so many years, and why it took so long."
Nan Yan blinked.
For some reason, at this moment, she remembered the national teacher of the Kingdom of Neng whom she had heard of in the past.
Although she stayed in the Kingdom of Dian for quite a while, she only met the Imperial Master once during that time.
It was still from a distance, just looking at his outline.
This person is so mysterious. I heard that he later returned to Arslan. How much does the current situation have to do with him?
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