Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

"Of course I don't believe the rumor that the Boundless Flower can grant eternal life," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"However, since this matter is somewhat related to the Northern Barbarian National Preceptor, we might as well investigate further and perhaps find some clues."

"Besides, to refine the elixir of immortality, one needs 'immortal blood,' but where in the world are there immortals?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng looked up at the sky and said, "Even if there are gods, they stay in the heavens and will not descend to the mortal world."

Liu Ruyan smiled gracefully: "Lord Lin's thinking is truly insightful."

"Lord Lin, His Highness did you a favor, shouldn't you show your appreciation?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ji glared at Liu Ruyan reproachfully: "Ruyan, don't be silly! It was just a small favor, why bother to express it?"

Liu Ruyan made a face at Li Ji.

"Your Highness, please don't worry. I just wanted to ask Lord Lin to change his clothes."

"It's just a matter of having an artist paint another portrait of him; it's not a big deal."

Lin Feng found this strange: "Miss Liu, what are you up to now? Didn't you draw a picture of someone holding a gun a while ago?"

A sly glint flashed in Liu Ruyan's eyes.

"Lord Lin may not know how fierce the competition is among the music halls in the capital right now."

"Lord Lin's three poems are very popular and sought after."

"I plan to combine portraits with poetry to attract customers to my music hall."

Li Ji shook his head, quite helplessly: "You really go to any lengths when it comes to the music hall."

Liu Ruyan puffed out her chest and said, "Your Highness is a member of the royal family and has no worries about food and clothing, so of course you don't understand how difficult it is to earn money."

"General Lin, I'll give you three thousand taels of silver for this portrait, how about it?"

Lin Feng always felt that Liu Ruyan had ulterior motives.

But Lin Feng wasn't about to pass up three thousand taels of silver, so he immediately agreed: "Deal!"

……

The Great Qian Dynasty, the capital city, winter.

Prime Minister's House.

Light snow was falling outside the window. Wang Jin, the Prime Minister of the Great Qian Dynasty, was dressed in black, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

"Your Highness, it's almost time to return."

Wang Jin's white eyebrows twitched slightly as she spoke.

Opposite Wang Jin sat a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and black beard.

He was good-looking, but his brows were furrowed, and he seemed preoccupied.

"Prime Minister, should we send men to protect His Highness the Prince of Qin along the way?"

"I am worried that someone will try to harm His Highness again."

The middle-aged man's name was Fan Li, and he was currently the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Fan Lin's rise to the second-highest position in the Censorate had nothing to do with his own talent.

His younger sister is Consort Fan Qiong, the current Consort, and the mother of the Second Prince.

Therefore, Fan Li was the maternal uncle of King Li Yan of Qin and a key figure in supporting him.

"His Highness the King of Qin is highly skilled in martial arts and is heavily guarded, so he does not need protection."

Prime Minister Wang Jin stroked his beard and rejected Fan Li's proposal.

"Besides, the person behind the assassination has already carried out one attack, and they won't be making any more moves anytime soon."

"Lord Fan, you should be concerned about the capital and the imperial court."

Fan Li nodded slightly: "Prime Minister Wang is right. I am preparing to join forces with some officials to advise His Majesty."

Prime Minister Wang Jin glanced at Fan Li, his tone indifferent: "How does Lord Fan intend to advise His Majesty? Will he send his men to directly persuade His Majesty to depose the Crown Prince and establish a new heir?"

Seeing Wang Jin's attitude, Fan Li sensed his dissatisfaction and immediately asked, "Does Prime Minister Wang think this is inappropriate?"

What a load of rubbish!

Wang Jin almost swore, but he calmed himself down and said, "His Highness Prince Qin has performed a great service, yet he has been assassinated."

"His Majesty values ​​him highly and thinks of him. Three groups of palace officials went to Zhenyuan City. This is an honor."

"But what does His Majesty value most? He values ​​dignity!"

"The Crown Prince has done nothing wrong, yet Your Majesty has deposed him. What will the people think of Your Majesty? What will the history books say about Your Majesty?"

Wang Jin knew the emperor all too well.

Why did Prince Qin, Li Yan, and his men risk their lives against the northern barbarians in Zhenyuan City?

The reason for this was that the emperor wanted to save face and wanted the northern barbarians to take the initiative to propose peace talks in order to preserve the dignity of the Great Qian Dynasty.

To preserve his dignity as emperor.

Fan Li and others stirred up trouble, urging the emperor to depose the crown prince, thus pushing all the difficult and bad things onto the emperor.

Would the emperor be happy?

Fan Li grinned upon hearing this: "Then, in the Prime Minister's opinion, what should be done?"

Prime Minister Wang Jin stroked his beard and said slowly, "Even if His Majesty has the intention of establishing another heir, a good opportunity is needed."

"Instead of instigating your courtiers to stir up trouble, you should focus your efforts on the Crown Prince and make him make a mistake."

This……

Fan Li was immediately at a loss and said, "Prime Minister Wang, you know that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have any bad habits and is quite kind and polite."

"It's difficult to get him to make a mistake!"

Prime Minister Wang Jin clicked his tongue: "Lord Fan, so what if he doesn't make a mistake? Are we not allowed to intervene and force him to make one?"

"If he makes just one wrong move, His Highness the King of Qin's opportunity will arrive!"

Fan Li's eyes darted around, a hint of hesitation in his gaze.

"Prime Minister, His Highness the Prince of Qin is accompanied by General Lu Jian, Minister of War Cao Kun, and others."

"It will be quite difficult to set a trap for him and make him make a mistake."

"If... if the General finds something wrong with us, it will be very troublesome."

The solution Fan Lin could think of was to unite with court officials to make a suggestion to the emperor.

As for deliberately causing the Crown Prince to make a mistake, Fan Li would never dare to do so.

"Lord Fan!"

A chill appeared on Prime Minister Wang Jin's aged face.

"You were able to become the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate because of the Imperial Concubine and His Highness Prince Qin."

"Your Fan family's wealth and prosperity are all thanks to them."

"But if the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future, will the Fan family's prestige and glory still be maintained?"

"Can your Fan family still maintain a foothold in the capital?"

Wang Jin bombarded Fan Li with questions, leaving him speechless.

Seeing that Fan Li remained silent, he continued, "From the moment you decided to stand behind His Highness the Prince of Qin, you had no way out."

"His Highness Prince Qin has rendered great service in Zhenyuan City, and the threat to the Crown Prince is now a foregone conclusion."

"Do you think the people behind the Crown Prince will be merciful?"

Wang Jin picked up the teacup and slowly poured it out the window.

"With the Crown Prince's ascension to the throne, I, and your Fan family, have suffered a complete defeat!"

"Hasn't the assassination attempt on His Highness the Prince of Qin in Zhenyuan City made things completely clear to you yet?"

"Neither His Highness the King of Qin, nor you or I, have a way out; if we don't advance, we retreat!"

"Just like the tea in this teacup, if you take a step back, there's nothing left."

Fan Li shuddered and dared not hesitate any longer.

He quickly stood up and bowed to Wang Jin, saying, "Please give me your guidance, Prime Minister Wang. I am willing to do my utmost to help you."

"It's good that Lord Fan has this awareness!"

Seeing that Fan Li had expressed his opinion, Wang Jin pulled him down to sit.

"To make the Crown Prince make a mistake, you must first understand him thoroughly; there is no perfect person in this world."

"Everyone has desires and wants; only by finding what they truly want can one defeat their enemy in one strike."

After a pause, Wang Jin took out a letter from his sleeve and pushed it to Fan Li.

"There are some idle people in the capital who are well-informed and quite capable."

"Lord Fan went to find him and gathered information from there, thoroughly understanding and figuring out the Crown Prince."

"Then, we'll devise a plan to bring him down."

Fan Li carefully took the letter, unfolded it, and glanced at it.

The letter had a few words written on it: "Ghost Market Marquis Tong".

"Ghost...Ghost market?"

Seeing this, Fan Li stammered and asked Wang Jin, "Prime Minister Wang, that ghost market is eerily shrouded in gloom and may harbor evil spirits. Why do you want to go there to gather information?"

Wang Jin laughed upon hearing this: "What ghosts and gods are there in this world? The Ghost Market is a mixed bag, and our secret plot must be kept secret from outsiders."

"Buying information at the ghost market is the safest option. With Lord Fan going, I feel at ease."

Fan Li took a deep breath and finally made up his mind: "Alright! For His Highness Prince Qin, I'll go!"