691 Counterattack, Fame

The only thing to be thankful for was that the Ninth Prince slightly adjusted the plan and did not reveal his name right away. Instead, he provided disaster relief as a mysterious man, putting them in a position where they could attack or defend.

The Ninth Prince's action was really an unintentional one. He had originally intended to plan before taking action, but now he has saved them from falling into an embarrassing situation.

Feng Qingchen felt a little better when he thought of this: "Although Fu Lin caught us off guard, fortunately we did a good job of keeping it a secret, and things haven't reached a point where they are irreversible. We have suffered material losses, but our reputation is not at all a concern."

But there is always a sense of unwillingness!

They had invested a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources in the early stages, and were just one step away from success, but the emperor snatched the prize away from them. This feeling of being a wedding dress for others was as disgusting as eating a fly.

"This is the only thing to be thankful for." Feng Mansion was full of their own people, and there were secret guards guarding day and night. The two of them were not so careful when speaking, and only concealed some important words.

"Yes, if we publicize it too early, we will behave like clowns. Under the halo of the wise emperor, no matter how much we do, it will be icing on the cake." Feng Qingchen laughed at himself. He didn't expect that after planning for half a month, it would not be as good as Fu Lin's sacrifice.

Mortals like them are powerless to resist the instructions from the gods. Even if they know the truth, no one will believe them if they tell the truth...

"What are your plans next? Will disaster relief continue?" Although disaster relief is to save the victims, they spent money and effort but ended up only adding icing on the cake for the emperor, which really made them unhappy, but it would not be good to give up halfway.

Su Wenqing shook his head: "I plan to transport the remaining food to Nanling and Beiling, where I can exchange more things and try my best to make up for the losses." The disaster situation in Dongling has improved, and with the emperor's move, Dongling is united and it will not be a problem to overcome the difficulties together. They can only withdraw sadly.

"But I really don't want to quit like this." Feng Qingchen said angrily.

They invested real money and saved the lives of the victims. What did the emperor and Fu Lin do? They took advantage of the prophet and hypocritically came out to offer sacrifices to the heavens. They took away all the credit with just a few words. It's really infuriating.

"What do you think?" To be honest, Su Wenqing was unwilling to give in. Although he had decided to transport the grain away last night, this was not the case last night. Last night he still thought that his method was a counterattack against the emperor. But now?

Even if they fought back, it was a weak blow. They were defeated miserably and had to withdraw in disgrace.

Of course there is a way, but it won't work in the short term. Feng Qingchen's eyes flickered, flashing with a brilliant light, and the corners of his lips raised with a sly smile: "Wenqing, is the identity of the mysterious disaster relief worker of no use to us at all?"

Su Wenqing didn't know what Feng Qingchen was going to do, but he nodded anyway: "It's no longer useful, and I don't think there will be any more in the future. No matter how much people do to help the disaster relief, it can't compare to this from the emperor. Bringing it up will only cause trouble for yourself."

If you can't achieve the expected effect, why bother putting a shackle on your neck? A great reputation must be lived up to. The Ninth Prince did not directly say that he was a disaster relief worker, but was prepared to act after planning. This may be his consideration.

If you put yourself in the position of a great philanthropist, then when disasters occur in the future, you must stand up and bear them. If you don't stand up, you are a hypocrite and will be drowned in the people's spit.

"Since we can't use it, let's give this title to Fu Lin. He should continue to do disaster relief in Dongling and let those who do disaster relief reveal that the mysterious person is a son of a secluded family and his surname is Fu." Anyway, the investment in the later stage is much smaller than that in the early stage. If we use this small investment to push Fu Lin to the forefront, that would be good.

"Wouldn't this give him a chance to move up?" Su Wenqing knew that it was not good to be known as a good man, but it was also the best signboard that could push Fu Lin to a high position in an instant.

Are they harming Fu Lin or helping him?

"If you don't give him a chance, based on his actions this time, the emperor will use him. In order to make up for him, the emperor will definitely give him a golden plating, and then push him to a high position, so that all the civil and military officials of Dongling will recognize him. Instead of doing this, why don't we take action? Anyway, we have invested enough in the early stage, and we can't get it back at all. It's a waste."

Feng Qingchen was thinking like a gambler at this moment. If he lost nine-tenths of his family fortune, what would he do with the remaining ten percent? He might as well invest it all. Maybe he could make a profit. If not... it didn't matter. If he lost nine-tenths, what would this one-tenth count for?

"If it is Fu Jian, I'm afraid the emperor will also be happy to see it happen." Su Wenqing said.

The time when the heavy snow would stop was calculated by Fu Lin, but neither the emperor nor Fu Lin would admit it. Once they admitted it, the emperor's actions would not be magical at all. Even if people from other countries knew about it, they would not tell it, and no one would believe it even if they told it.

The emperors of various countries are all intelligent people. Even if they know that a miracle is fake, they will not expose it. If you expose someone else's miracle today, your miracle will also be exposed tomorrow. So... on this point, everyone has a tacit understanding, and it all depends on one's own ability.

As for Fu Lin, the emperor was reluctant to kill him. Not only would he not kill him, he would also reuse him. But there must be a reason to reuse Fu Lin. Instead of letting the emperor give Fu Lin a layer of glittering merit, it would be better for them to do it themselves and put a shackle on Fu Lin's neck.

Feng Qingchen's action was a little crazy, a little desperate for a gamble, and it had to be said that Su Wenqing was moved: "I need to ask Uncle Nine about this matter, I can't make the decision."

The investment is too huge, and gambling is a big part of it. If there is another natural disaster, Fu Lin will be dragged to death. Whether he is willing or not, and whether he has the ability or not, he will have to step forward to help with the disaster relief.

But if there are no natural disasters for ten or eight years, Fu Lin will get a great bargain.

"I understand. Let's think about this matter again. If we can fight back, then fight back. If we can't fight back, then forget it. Let's take a step back to preserve our own strength. At this moment, the emperor is unmatched and we have to avoid his attack. Alas... let's go back and close the free clinic. The emperor will probably send an official doctor to take over." Things had already stabilized before the government showed up. In modern times, this is called stealing political achievements, but the person stealing your achievements is the emperor. What can you do?

"Oh... I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it. The Ninth Prince asked me to come here to remind you that after the free clinic is closed, the government will naturally take over the victims." Su Wenqing slapped his head and said in annoyance.

Fortunately, Feng Qingchen also understood that at this critical moment, he must not compete with the emperor for credit. Being low-key is the right path. The emperor is now in a domineering mood. If they run into him, they will be skinned alive if not killed.

It was very passive and cowardly, but they had to avoid it. They only had one life, and the emperor had a full aura and had the advantage. If they rushed forward with only one breath, they would be stupid.

When Su Wenqing told the Ninth Prince about Feng Qingchen's suggestion, he thought the Ninth Prince would refuse. Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince nodded in agreement after a brief thought: "Do as Qingchen says, and we will lend a helping hand to the emperor and push Fu Lin to the altar."

Yes, the altar!

Only gods can sit on the altar. People sitting on the altar will be excited at first, but they will feel lonely and restless after a long time.

"What if there is no disaster for eight or ten years? Wouldn't that be a waste of money for Fu Lin?" Su Wenqing was unhappy. The emperor's beautiful attack was all thanks to Fu Lin. If it weren't for this charlatan Fu Lin, they wouldn't have to be so passive.

"There is no free advantage in this world. If there is no disaster, we will create one. There is no shortage of poor people in this world. After the competition between Feng Qingchen and the Su family is over, take out the money used to help the poor people and give it to Fu Lin. I want him to be a great philanthropist known to the world." The Ninth Uncle not only agreed to Feng Qingchen's proposal, but also added one more thing.

"Ah? Are we going to help Fu Lin? Will the emperor believe it?" Su Wenqing was really confused.

"It's either to help him or to tie him up. To deal with "God", you have to use God's methods. Fu Lin's goal is to let his family return to the Kyushu Continent, let the emperor build a temple again, and support the Fu family. To achieve this goal, he must give advice to the emperor and become the emperor's confidant.

Fu Lin himself does not have much power. All he can do is rely on the imperial power. What we need to do now is to give him the reputation of a great good man, use this to bind him, and at the same time give him the opportunity to build his own power and alienate him from the emperor. Don't forget that the first person Fu Lin met was Feng Qingchen and me. Just based on this point, it is destined that the emperor will only use him and not trust him. "

No matter how powerful the temple is, it must rely on the imperial power. Without the support of imperial power, no matter how powerful you are, you will have no room to display your power. Fu Lin himself is nothing worthy of attention. He is no different from those officials. They all learned literature and art and sold them to the imperial family.

"Well, the losses before are enough anyway, and a little more loss is nothing. I'll take a gamble." Fu Lin dug that he couldn't bear the pressure of being a "God". In this world, except the emperor, no one could bear the reputation of being a "God".

Emperors have always been suspicious. If the emperor can trust Fu Lin once, can he trust him a hundred times?

Okay, Su Wenqing admitted that he didn’t have as far-sighted vision as Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince, it’s just... money!

Su Wenqing had a bitter face, and the Ninth Prince knew what he was feeling. After thinking for a while, the Ninth Prince said, "If you are short of money, take those mirrors out and sell them."

"Then can the mirror be sold?" Su Wenqing became excited when he heard it.

He knew the value of the mirror. Once it came out, it would surely sweep the entire circle of noble ladies. No matter how expensive it was, those noble ladies would buy one, since they were not short of money anyway.

"Okay." The space available for using the mirror is too small. Instead of keeping it in my hand, I might as well turn it into silver.

They are short of money now.

"I'll make arrangements right away and make up for the loss this time." Even if he fails in the struggle, he must make a profit in the business world, otherwise he would be letting down his fragile heart.

"Yes. Go back and inform Bu Jingyun that I will come to Xuanxiao Palace in person in ten days." The Ninth Prince dropped another bombshell.

Since he had to avoid the emperor's brilliance, he would stay away from him. If he couldn't fight back head-on, he would attack Xuanxiao Palace. Didn't the emperor cooperate with Xuanxiao Palace? He wanted to see if the emperor could take care of his allies while he was busy building a glorious image.

After destroying Xuanxiao Palace, there is still Yecheng. There is no rush. He can take his time...

If things don't go well in the east, there will be bright ones in the west. He is never the kind of person who will sit and wait for death...