Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 231 Three Cunning Rabbit Cave
Zhao Yifu carried the flagpole and rushed around on the top of the city wall.

His physique and strength were too unfair on the battlefield. The three great monsters were defeated by him, let alone these ordinary people?

Wei Kang had already led his men to the top of the city wall, and the credit for being the first to reach the top was taken by Wei Kang's troops.

Zhao Guhe led the subsequent army to continue the siege.

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu calmed down a little, then jumped off the top of the city wall carrying the flagpole and landed directly on the inside of the city gate.

He waved the flagpole to drive away the people who surrounded him, then poked the flagpole into the ground, and then he lifted the bolt of the city gate with his shoulder and pushed it open.

Then he pulled with both hands and the city gate was pulled open.

Outside the gate, Zhao Guhe led his troops to attack, and the city gate was about to fall.

"Quick, lower the brake!"

Someone shouted, and then a huge stone slab fell from above the city gate.

This is to seal the entire city gate.

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu did not avoid it at all. He raised his hands to the sky and supported the huge rock steadily.

Behind him, soldiers from Da Xu rushed in.

Upon seeing this, the Luoyang defenders quickly shot arrows at Zhao Yifu, but the arrows landed on his strong body without leaving even a trace.

This was the most successful display of external hard Qigong on the battlefield.

Although Zhao Yifu practiced the law of keeping benevolence instead of the iron shirt.

The value of the Shouren Law was once again enhanced at this moment.

The military generals of Daxu who participated in this battle became more respectful to the civil service group and did not dare to be proud of their achievements at all.

Because no one knows which of the seemingly refined scholars here will take off his Confucian robe to reveal his muscular body.

The visual impact is too strong!

The army continued to enter the city through the thousand-jin gate held up by Zhao Yifu, and the fall of Luoyang City was foreseeable.

Zhao Yifu was shouting, "Please keep an eye on the White Tiger Flag for me. It's a valuable item."

Seeing that Wei Kang had already taken the credit, Yang Zaixuan simply stayed behind to watch the flag for Zhao Yifu.

Zhao Xiangyu couldn't help herself and rushed to fight.

But there were always two people accompanying Zhao Yifu, and those two pairs of eyes couldn't help but drift towards him...

That tendon meat.

Zhou Qingzhao couldn't take her eyes off him. Her aesthetic taste had changed after spending so many years in the military camp.

Huigu, on the other hand, was standing beside him with a large Confucian robe hanging on her arm...which was also called Haoran robe, like a maid.

She muttered, "Why does it feel like the White Tiger Banner has unleashed your wildness?"

Zhao Yifu laughed and said, "It's really refreshing. Under the White Tiger Banner, I just need to fully exert my physical strength. It's really refreshing."

"Uncle Xiaohui, please help me put it away. I am busy right now."

"If we encounter a war in the future, I will first gather intelligence, then raise the White Tiger Flag and engage them in hand-to-hand combat... This Northern Expedition will be over soon."

As if sensing his words, the White Tiger flag that was still fluttering on the flagpole suddenly shook, and then broke off the flagpole in the absence of wind, and was about to fall down.

Zhao Yifu became anxious when he saw this. The White Tiger Flag would be ineffective once it fell to the ground. How could his good "strategy" be wasted?

So he took a deep breath and blew hard at the falling white tiger flag.

The White Tiger Flag suddenly floated up for a distance.

Zhou Qingzhao next to him reacted and threw the magic spear in his hand towards Yang Zaixuan under the White Tiger Flag, saying, "General Yang, keep holding up the flag!"

Yang Zaixuan reacted quickly, took the spear, and stabbed it at the flagpole that continued to fall...

This real gun master showed off his skills at this time.

He actually managed to tie the flag back to the gun barrel by shaking it with the tip of the gun without damaging the flag!

The White Tiger Flag was raised again.

And this time the flagpole is very strong and cannot be broken easily.

Zhao Yifu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, it's good that it's here. With this White Tiger Flag, we will definitely be able to successfully launch the Northern Expedition."

"This is a gift from the White Tiger Lord!"

Yang Zaixuan was puzzled. Wasn't this flag a trophy? How could it be a gift?

But never mind, Young Master just has this ability to turn bad things into good things.

Hui Gu said quietly, "I wonder if the White Tiger God in heaven would agree..."

I guess He is unwilling to do so.

Zhao Yifu laughed heartily and said, "That's not up to Him. Since He has already raised the flag, I can't let Him fall."

The battle here seems to be almost over, I'm going to try out the function of this flag.

Having said that, he completely stopped caring about the war.

How to try it specifically?

In fact, he continued to erect the White Tiger Flag in the city, and he lowered the gate and walked out of the city.

He found that after he had walked thirty miles, the white threads on his yang spirit gradually disappeared.

This is a good feeling, he knows how to use it.

However, when he was about to go back excitedly to study how to use the White Tiger Flag to maximize its function, dark clouds suddenly gathered above his head.

The next moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared...

"Who is the fellow Taoist who is going through the tribulation?"

Zhao Yifu muttered.

But the next moment, he saw a bolt of lightning falling in Luoyang City.

He shuddered and rushed back.

What made him feel bad was that when he rushed back, he didn't feel any discomfort in his Yang Shen... In other words, the power of the White Tiger Flag had disappeared?
When he returned to the city, he found Yang Zaixuan with a look of horror on his face.

Zhou Qingzhao comforted him from the side.

Hui Gu looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "Just now, a bolt of lightning struck and destroyed the White Tiger Flag."

Zhao Yifu was indignant, but he didn't feel anything bad about it. He just thought that the White Tiger God was too stingy.

He said: "It's ruined, so be it. Unfortunately, we have to follow the rules from now on and can't go to the battlefield at will."

"Zaixuan, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Zaixuan then looked up and said, "The flag was destroyed by thunder in my hand. This is probably not a good sign."

Zhao Yifu was stunned when he heard this, then he rolled his eyes and said, "This is a good omen. Don't forget that the White Tiger Flag was our captured trophy. It was the enemy's flag."

"The enemy's flag was burned by the thunder in the battle. Doesn't this symbolize that the way of heaven is on our side?"

Yang Zaixuan's expression was indeed much better.

People these days are superstitious about this.

But what can I say? Zhao Yifu is indeed an educated man, he knows how to speak.

"Put on some clothes quickly. It's not good to keep doing this."

Hui Gu swallowed her saliva as she handed Haoran his robes and tried to help him put on his clothes.

Zhao Yifu felt something was not right, but his body cooperated honestly with Huigu and put on his clothes.

Well, he was just destined to be a young master and was used to being served.

However, after putting on the Haoran robes, Zhao Yifu discovered that there was something very lively inside his sleeves.

He sent his long-lost spiritual consciousness into his sleeves and saw the two ancestors on the summoning picture already talking excitedly.

They weren't arguing, they were just chatting.

"Hahaha, I've never seen that guy's face look so ugly, it's really funny."

Master Wenheng was very happy.

Zhao Yifu looked over curiously and said, "Grandmaster, didn't you go out to fight?"

Grandmaster Wenheng said, "The fight is over. It feels so good!"

Zhao Yifu asked in surprise, "Master can defeat the White Tiger Lord? How amazing!"

Patriarch Wen Heng said, "No, a fight between gods and humans like us cannot determine the winner in a short time."

"But that white tiger looks very unhappy. What did you do in the mortal world?"

Zhao Yifu honestly recounted his actions and original plan, then sighed, "I had originally intended to use the White Tiger Flag to help Da Xu unify the world and even expand its territory, but I didn't expect it to be burned by a bolt of lightning."

"Speaking of which great being was it that released that heavenly thunder?"

Patriarch Wenheng's face twitched and he said, "It was the Thunder God who released it, but it was also done in response to Baihu's face."

He said, "You have offended Baihu badly this time."

Zhao Yifu asked curiously, "I don't think I have offended the White Tiger Lord, have I?"

At this moment, the old servant Wu Zhong dragged a large piece of bloody tiger skin to Zhao Yifu and said, "Young Master, this skin is very good. Once I tan it, I will use it as a carpet for you. It will be absolutely magnificent and comfortable to step on."

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Yifu coughed dryly, indicating that the old man should leave quickly and stop making trouble.

However, Wu Zhong seemed to have misunderstood. He glanced at Hui Gu and Zhou Qingzhao, who were quietly staying beside Zhao Yifu, and realized, "Yes, it's cold in the north, so we need to prepare a set of warm lining for the two ladies. This tiger skin is perfect for them."

Zhao Yifu's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Zhou Qingzhao and Huigu.

Zhou Qingzhao was also very shy. She lowered her head and her neck turned red.

But Hui Gu was very calm and said, "I don't need it, Uncle Wu. Qing Zhao isn't that strong... So, you can give me a piece of fabric and I'll sew a small, fitted garment for Qing Zhao."

Zhao Yifu saw that the other party had completely ignored him and started chatting, so he could only bite the bullet and turn his attention back to the summoning picture in his sleeve.

Patriarch Wenheng said with a look of understanding and threat, "Tiger-skin coat?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Okay, so the tiger I strangled might be related to the white tiger?"

Patriarch Wenheng said: "It is not easy to be able to raise the White Tiger Flag."

"Not only did you kill the tiger demon favored by the White Tiger, but you also tried to seize the White Tiger Flag... Do you think you can do whatever you want if the heavens and humans are separated?"

Zhao Yifu said: "I didn't do anything wrong. Everything was done according to the rules."

Master Wenheng smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, Master Fuyou interrupted and said, "It is precisely because you are following the rules that Lord White Tiger can only swallow this loss."

"Although you are fine now, what will happen after you ascend?"

Zhao Yi Fu then felt something was wrong... Good guy, he offended the boss before he even ascended to heaven, wouldn't it be bad for him after he ascended to heaven?
He quickly asked for advice: "Two ancestors, what should I do?"

Patriarch Wenheng stroked his beard and said soothingly, "Don't worry. You have a grudge with the White Tiger Lord because of me, so I can't leave you alone."

"After you ascend to heaven, come and work in my Demon Subduing Division. I'll promote you once your cultivation level improves."

Grandmaster Fuyou said unhappily, "He is my true disciple. After he ascends to the higher realms, he should definitely come to my Chunyang Palace."

"Or I think you have talent in alchemy, so you can go to the Dan Ding Division, which will also be under my jurisdiction."

Patriarch Wenheng said, "He is no longer my true disciple? Don't worry, besides the Demon Subduing Division, if you can't stay idle, you can also go to the Sky Patrol Division... or you can go to the Heavenly Prison to be a jailer."

Patriarch Fuyou immediately said in dissatisfaction, "How dare you say that, Heavenly Prison Jailer? Besides, White Tiger has also been involved in that place. If you let him go, wouldn't that just put him in front of White Tiger?"

Patriarch Wenheng said, "But the environment of the Heavenly Prison... to be honest, it is very suitable for cultivation."

Grandmaster Fuyou said, "If you want to cultivate, you should come to my Chunyang Palace. My Chunyang Palace is located in the far east, regulating the true yang energy of heaven and earth. This is the so-called 'Purple Qi Coming from the East'."

"Isn't it better to practice there than in the Heavenly Prison?"

Patriarch Wenheng said, "That's different. Your Chunyang Palace is indeed suitable for enlightenment, but Tianyu is suitable for martial arts."

"Forget it. Anyway, my Demon Subduing Division is in the west, and your Chunyang Palace is in the east. Let him choose for himself after he ascends to heaven."

Zhao Yifu felt that he was still very happy. It felt good to have someone to protect him when he got into trouble.

However, at this moment, another god squeezed in uninvited from outside the picture of the summoning god.

The divine being was entangled in the blazing flames of hell, yet he exuded a compassionate aura...

"Grandson of Heaven?"

"Dongyue?"

Patriarch Wenheng and Patriarch Fuyou both cried out in surprise.

The person who came was Mu Lu.

However, perhaps because he was a distracted spirit, he still maintained his usual masculine image. He looked at Zhao Yifu gently and said, "Actually, I came here just to say that if you, Fu Yinzi, are willing, you can come to my Dongyue Palace after you ascend to heaven."

"Dongyue Palace is the place where yin and yang are determined. It is a very suitable place for him to comprehend the mysteries of the changes of heaven and earth."

Patriarch Wenheng and Patriarch Fuyou looked at each other. They never expected that there would be a 'third party' between them!
Good man, there is already a 'third party', so what are they fighting about?
So they both said in unison: "No need!"

"When he comes to my Demon Subduing Division and reaches a certain level of cultivation, he can become a Divine General. Isn't that noble?"

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if he could come to my Chunyang Palace and become the world's leading swordsman?"

Dong Yue nodded gently and said, "I was just worried that he would be bullied in heaven, so I left him a way out in the underworld."

"It's great that two of you said so."

Having said this, He left the scene of the God-inviting Picture.

Patriarch Wenheng and Patriarch Fuyou did not relax their vigilance. They looked at Zhao Yifu and asked, "Are you thinking of going to the underworld?"

Zhao Yifu said with a helpless smile, "How could that be possible? It would definitely be more interesting to go to Heaven...but the two ancestors..."

Grandmaster Fuyou said, "Don't rush into making a decision. We won't force you. Think about it carefully and tell us before you ascend."

"Wherever you want to go, we can make it work for you."

Zhao Yifu felt relieved after hearing this, and the slight worry he had about offending Baihu naturally disappeared.

Actually, things in the world are not complicated at all now.

Although it may seem a bit troublesome under the changing situation of heaven and earth, the entire cultivation world can now be said to have come together, and no matter how troublesome it is, it can be overcome well.

Especially after Luoyang is completely captured, they can start the first round of "Conferring Gods". When the promises are realized, the world will be completely settled.

During the Northern Expedition, Zhao Yifu actually felt like an outsider.

Because when the Northern Expedition was really launched, many soldiers who were afraid of the north discovered that their former enemy had unknowingly become a paper tiger.

The prosperity of the Central Plains has made them lose their fighting spirit. Even though they still look strong and powerful, they have lost a lot of their determination to fight to the death.

They once had the determination to fight with others at any time, but now it is gone.

On the other hand, the Great Xu army, under the leadership of Zhao Yifu, was constantly being indoctrinated with the glory of reclaiming their homeland, leaving their names in history, and having a separate page in the family tree...

As for the rewards, they will not be small either.

Ever since Da Xu began to remeasure the land and strictly collect taxes, especially as more and more disciples of the Danqing Sect entered the officialdom and local areas, Da Xu's finances have actually improved a lot.

The continuous victories on the battlefield also made the aristocratic group feel that it was profitable, so the support from the rear naturally continued.

Sure enough, as long as we can continue to win, everything will naturally develop in a good direction.

Similarly, because of the powerful Northern Expedition Army, many nobles in the north also chose to join them.

After capturing the important city of Luoyang, the Northern Expedition Army successfully besieged Bianliang, and then the surrounding prefectures, counties and cities surrendered.

Bianjing could not be taken down in a short time, and the most urgent task was to use the captured war horses to urgently train a cavalry. After all, cavalry was the ace military force in the north.

Of course, Zhao Yifu doesn't have to worry about these things. Instead, he is more concerned about how to govern the territories he has already occupied.

Taking advantage of the recent occupation, we should implement the land policy of Daxu and prepare the Fish Scale Yellow Book at the same time, so that we can quickly bring the place under control and complete the regulation.

Fight against the local tyrants, put the Yellow Book of Fish Scales and the City God and Land in place, this three-pronged approach was indeed extremely efficient.

Of course, the local tyrants are not all killed at once, but they are targeted. After beating them, they can become rich and win the hearts of the people, which is great.

Once the Fish Scale Yellow Book is made and the land map is hung directly at the city gate according to Zhao Yifu's idea, the people's hearts will be settled instantly.

They saw that their interests were indeed protected, so what was there to make a fuss about? Naturally, the right thing to do was to hold on to the interests they had already obtained.

What Zhao Yifu was really concerned about was the restoration of the city god and land system. The Liao Kingdom believed in shamanism, and naturally abandoned many of the traditional sacrifices that should have been held.

But after Zhao Yifu's in-depth understanding, he found that this shamanism belief was not without its merits.

At least in large families with prosperous incense and worship, the ancestral spirits who enjoy the incense and sacrifices of their descendants actually play the role of city gods and land gods to some extent.

Therefore, local big families are generally not harassed by evil spirits.

But the poor and helpless families are in a miserable situation. If their ancestors’ spirits are not worshipped enough, they may even become food for evil spirits!
At this time, the benefits of giving away the positions of City God and Land God were realized.

The problem that originally caused the Danqing Sect a headache was suddenly thrown to the cultivator sects all over the world.

When elders in a sect who have reached a certain age are canonized as city gods or land gods, the younger generations in the sect naturally have to contribute their manpower and effort to help deal with the evil spirits in the area so that the elders can keep their positions.

Therefore, these towns that were back under the rule of Da Xu were pleasantly surprised to find that there seemed to be many more elegant and easy-going Taoists or monks, and their originally poor living environment was greatly improved.

Zhao Yifu handled the government affairs of the newly occupied areas very patiently. In fact, at this moment in Da Xu, there were actually two prime ministers.

The first prime minister in the court was Qiu Yuzi.

He was responsible for dispatching Daxu's resources to the front line, stabilizing the rear and suppressing the dissatisfaction of those gentry who did not benefit from the Northern Expedition.

The second prime minister was on the front line. Zhao Yifu not only managed the political affairs of the newly occupied areas, but also took over the military supply and logistics work to ensure that Zhou Su and Zhao Guhe did not have to worry about these troublesome matters.

Zhao Yifu is becoming more and more adept at handling this volume of government affairs, and he is happy as long as no one argues with him.

However, he had thought that the siege of Bianliang would continue for some time. What he did not expect was that after they had besieged the city for three months and repelled two waves of reinforcements, the huge Bianliang actually opened its gates to welcome the royal army into the city.

When they entered, a group of Chinese young men in military uniforms were waiting at the city gate with a string of human heads.

Zhao Guhe stepped forward and helped the leader up, saying cheerfully, "Good! Anyone who can restore order is a hero!"

Only then did Zhao Yi Fu realize that his second uncle had actually used the Zhao family's identity as gangsters to instigate a group of gangsters who were forcibly conscripted into the army by the Liao Kingdom court.

And now, the fact that Bianjing fell without a fight was the result of the meritorious service of these people in the martial arts world. They directly and quietly killed the Liao nobles who were not on guard. This caused the Liao soldiers, most of whom were Chinese people, to fall into chaos and simply surrender the whole city.

In this way, Bianliang, the former capital of Daxu, was recovered.

This contribution is of great importance to the current Da Xu.

But for the Northern Expedition Army, it was just the beginning.

[Zhongzu, from now on I will be Xu Zhongzu! Who else in history can be called Zhongzu?!]

Ying Cong was already going crazy with joy in private.

Zhao Yifu timely reminded him, "Don't be too happy too soon. Only by turning the tide during a period of national decline and expanding territory to elevate national strength can one earn the temple name Zhongzu. If you simply restore the old empire, you can only be called 'Shizu' or 'Zhongzong'; 'Liezu' is also acceptable."

Indeed, "Zhongzu" is a temple name that is extremely difficult to obtain. Only a king who rebuilds the country and makes the country more powerful than before can get this temple name after his death.

There was a person in history who had made great achievements, but unfortunately he was not a direct descendant of the royal family, so he could only be given the temple name of "Shizu" and the posthumous title of "Guangwu".

If the emperor with the posthumous title of "Zhaolie" could have successfully rebuilt the country, he would have been qualified to enjoy the temple name of "Zhongzu". Unfortunately, he was stabbed in the back by these rats and could only die in depression.

Ying Cong said: "With you and so many elite soldiers and generals on the front line, it's only a matter of time before we can rebuild our country."

"Oh right, there are also the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. This time, I want to take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun that the previous dynasty had so much desire for. After my death, it should be no problem for me to be given the temple name of Zhongzu, right?"

Zhao Yifu said: "That's not a big problem, but don't be too ambitious. This Northern Expedition, being able to return to the old capital, is already a great success..."

Ying Cong said: [I understand this. First, we should consolidate the area with Bian Jing as the center.]

When do you think I should move the capital? Lin'an is too far from the front lines, and it always feels a bit awkward.

Zhao Yifu was happy. He didn't expect that Ying Cong would think of moving the capital.

He said, "Moving the capital would be too costly and laborious. Perhaps we can wait until we have completely pacified the north before considering it."

Ying Cong said: [That’s right.]

"But, little Taoist priest, I have a rather thorny problem. I need to find a solution now, or I'll be hard-pressed to find peace of mind."

Zhao Yifu said, "What is that? Tell me about it."

Ying Cong asked: [How should I treat the heroes of the Northern Expedition?]

I want to give them a good death, but I'm worried there won't be enough reward for them. What should I do?

It was visibly evident that the text had become more profound.

Zhao Yifu didn't expect that Ying Cong had already thought of this.

He hesitated for a moment, realizing that this was something that had to be considered in advance.

He said: [Please wait a moment, I will think about it and tell you.]

Ying Cong replied: [Well, I also don’t want to harm the heroes, so…]

Zhao Yifu said, "I understand. You want to be the 'Zhongzu', so you naturally have a tolerant heart."

He thought about it carefully, and then said: [In this way, we can actually split the upcoming war into two periods.]

Ying Cong asked with great interest: [How to divide it?]

Zhao Yifu said: [From now until the complete recovery of the old territory, even including the recovery of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, this is the first period, which is currently underway.]

During this period, my second uncle and General Zhou were in command. Their abilities and prestige within the army were sufficient to complete the Northern Expedition. The other generals during this period were inevitably overshadowed by them due to their lack of experience and abilities.

Therefore, we can simply attribute the main credit for this period to these two people, and wait until the Northern Expedition is successful...

Ying Cong quickly said, "Don't worry, little Taoist priest, I will never kill them!"

Zhao Yifu was speechless. How could this person have such a dark heart?
He said, "Of course, there's no need to kill them. Recall them to the court and give them high positions and generous salaries, but from now on, you won't have to let them lead troops into battle."

If they died, the morale of the Northern Expedition troops would be in turmoil. However, providing them with high positions and generous salaries would not only calm the troops, but also protect them.

[Of course, they are all loyal. If anything happens in the capital, they can become your most effective trump card.]

Ying Cong applauded after hearing this and said, "This is indeed a brilliant move, but wouldn't the front lines be left without a commander?"

[After all, even if the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were recovered, those Liao Hu would simply retreat back to the northern grasslands.]

Zhao Yifu said: [This is the second stage.]

[During this phase, there will inevitably be a period of rest and recuperation. During this period, both sides will likely experience less fighting, and the generals and soldiers will also be idle for a while... This is a good opportunity to calm their passion.]

Among the remaining generals, Yang Zaixuan currently possesses the most comprehensive strength, Zhu Fei has the greatest potential and may achieve the highest future achievements. Wei Kang is slightly weaker than Yang Zaixuan in all aspects, but he is still considered a top talent. Besides these three, only Zhou Qingzhao might be a capable commander, while the others are all less capable generals.

[Among these three, you can usually have Yang Zaixuan and Zhu Fei each lead an army to guard one area, and transfer Wei Kang back to the capital to keep him idle.]

[If war breaks out, order Generals Yang Zaixuan and Zhu Fei to lead a separate force to launch a surprise attack, while Wei Kang will lead the main force from the capital. This will surely lead to a direct attack on Huanglong.]

Ying Cong pondered and said, "I understand why Generals Yang and Zhu were used this way. I love them very much, but why did you let Wei Kang lead the main force of the central army?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Because Wei Kang is a surrendered general, he has experienced the most and understands things best. If you leave him idle at court, he won't complain. If you let him lead the central army in battle, he will give his all. And upon returning victorious, he will easily hand over his command without any burden."

[And because he's a surrendered general, no one will bother you for that.]

When Ying Cong heard this, he thought it made a lot of sense.

He said: [But, is this too unfair to Wei Kang?]

Zhao Yifu laughed and said, "That depends on what Wei Kang wants."

Ying Cong asked: [What?]

Zhao Yifu said: [Of course, it's to live with my wife and children, who I've been separated from for so long, and to live a life that makes them feel superior to others.]

Ying Cong understood, completely understood.

He said: "Then just give him more honor and wealth."

No one knew that from this moment on, the military structure of Daxu for the next few decades had been determined.

Such an arrangement does not suppress the development of the generals, but rather serves as a balance and protection for them.

If a king does not consider these things in advance, he would be irresponsible to his generals.

If it really comes to the point where there is no more reward left, even if Ying Cong does not want to kill the meritorious officials, he will be forced to do so by the court officials.

After arranging the fate of the generals, Zhao Yifu also began to think about the others...

[Rich man, don't you think Prime Minister Yu's power is a bit too great now?]

Good man, he is about to start realizing the greatest ambition of the Danqing Sect: to exile the leader!
Ying Cong couldn't help but say, "But Prime Minister Yu has worked so hard and made so many contributions. The current situation depends entirely on him. Otherwise, the gentry in various places would have rebelled long ago!"

Indeed, the reason why Da Xu can produce so many resources to supply the front line in a short period of time is entirely due to the "gold coins" of the southern gentry.

Zhao Yifu said: [This is precisely why the court needs to do something to ease the conflict.]

[It doesn't have to be now. Let's talk about it after this round of Northern Expedition is concluded.]

[In fact, the current civil service group is a bit too united because of the Northern Expedition. If you want to leave a more stable and balanced court for your descendants, then you must replace these current leaders before you abdicate.]

He not only wants to exile the sect leader, he also doesn't want to let go of any of the bigwigs in the court!

Ying Cong asked again: [Isn't this a bit too inhumane?]

Zhao Yifu said: "You don't need to do it yourself. After the Northern Expedition, the suppressed contradictions in the court will inevitably erupt. You can then take advantage of the situation and guide them."

He didn't mention the replacement because he was no longer concerned about that.

At this point, he only cared about whether Danqingmen could complete the "decoupling" from the Daxu court.

Yes, that's what he really meant.

Exiling the elders from the sect is actually for their own good!

Only by breaking away from the imperial court as soon as possible can one study the Dao with peace of mind.

The Danqing Sect has been involved in the rise and fall of dynasties for too long and too deeply...

(End of this chapter)