The immortal of the Tang Dynasty, but the game starts at Xuanwu Gate?

The sixth day of the first month of the second year of Zhenguan.

After the New Year, Chen Huai'an had a rare period of leisure, spending his time at home teaching Xiao He to read and studying the Spring and Autumn Annals.

In the afternoon, Feng Zhidai visited Chen Huai'an, who was doing push-ups in the martial arts hall.

Feng Zhidai looked at Chen Huai'an with a complicated expression.

Push-ups are not difficult. During the time I've known Chen Huai'an, he has tried them and can do over a hundred in one go.

But Chen Huai'an's push-ups were a bit different; they were too hardcore.

Upon seeing his arrival, Chen Huai'an casually tossed aside the 30-kilogram stone slab he was carrying on his back and stood up, slightly out of breath.

"What's wrong?" he asked, wiping his sweat.

Feng Zhidai stared at the discarded stone slab, his lips twitching slightly, before saying, "News has come from Lingnan."

"His Majesty has set the wedding date for you and your younger sister for the seventh day of the seventh month. At this time, it will be almost winter. Father has been working hard to resolve the internal strife in Lingnan and prepare for war against the Eastern Turks. He is expected to come to Chang'an in July to report on his duties and at the same time prepare to send troops to the Eastern Turks."

Chen Huai'an nodded, having no objection to this.

Winter is the most suitable time to attack nomadic tribes like the Eastern Turks. It can be said that the Eastern Turks suffer losses to some extent every winter.

Fighting the Eastern Turks in winter is like beating a child out of boredom.

It was pinched by hand.

"There's another piece of news," Feng Zhidai pondered. "The Eastern Turkic Khaganate has split. In the first year of the Zhenguan era, the Eastern Turkic Khaganate leader, Jieli, imposed harsh and tyrannical policies and imposed exorbitant taxes. In addition, a severe snowstorm struck, causing countless livestock to freeze to death. The tribes became disaffected, and the Tiele tribes, including the Uyghurs, Xueyantuo, and Bayegu, joined forces to rebel."

"Jieli's 100,000-strong expeditionary army was defeated by these rebel forces. Currently, the Xueyantuo is the most powerful of these tribes."

Chen Huai'an sat down and poured Feng Zhidai a cup of tea: "Since that's the case, then Jieli is no longer a threat, and I don't think you need to send troops."

"At this point, your father probably hasn't submitted a petition to request permission to fight yet, right?"

"Not yet." Feng Zhidai's expression hardened. "Actually, that's what I think too. The current Jieli is not a threat at all. After this rebellion, Jieli has been severely weakened. Why bother with such a large-scale mobilization?"

"The old Jieli was one thing; he certainly deserved our full attention back then. But now..."

Feng Zhidai didn't finish his sentence; he simply shook his head.

Today, the Eastern Turkic Khaganate is almost completely disintegrated. Not to mention the united forces such as the Xueyantuo, even the leaders of the Eastern Turkic Khaganate, Jieli and Tuli, are constantly in conflict.

With heavy snow falling there every year, what kind of trouble can Jieli possibly cause?

"Tell your father-in-law to slow down. There's no need to rush into war. Now that I'm involved in this marriage alliance, His Majesty can rest assured." Chen Huai'an paused, "After all, he orchestrated this whole thing himself."

"Although I don't know why His Majesty insists on our marriage alliance, it doesn't seem like a bad thing from the current situation."

"There will be many more opportunities to send troops in the future, so there is no need to rush."

"Have you decided?" Feng Zhidai asked seriously.

He hadn't been in Chang'an for long, and his status wasn't high; moreover, he was a hostage, so there were some things he couldn't make decisions about.

Currently, the Feng family in Chang'an naturally listens to their son-in-law, Chen Huai'an.

Chen Huai'an recalled an incident from the past and nodded emphatically: "Yes, don't send troops. Let my father-in-law prepare as soon as possible to cooperate with the court in building the canal. This is the most important thing for Lingnan and will be of the greatest help to the court."

"The Tang Dynasty is not actually lacking in military strength, and now it is even less lacking in weapons."

"Sending troops from Lingnan now can hardly be considered a timely help!"

"It's no longer the ninth year of the Wude era!"

The last sentence made Feng Zhidai fully understand, and he said seriously, "I will immediately send someone back to tell Father to temporarily put aside the war preparation plan and not to send troops for the time being."

"As for repairing the canal... Father already knows and is making preparations, but the climate in Lingnan is different from here."

"My father suggested that construction could actually begin now."

Chen Huai'an was taken aback, then he remembered that the climate in Lingnan was completely different from that here. In another month, it would be almost summer there.

Even in winter, you can't see snow in Lingnan.

Due to climate reasons, many projects in the Guanzhong region have to be suspended, but there is no such need in Lingnan.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Huai'an pondered, "In that case, I can immediately send people from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Revenue to mine salt, produce salt, and then sell it directly through the sea."

"That's great!" Feng Zhidai said excitedly.

Officials from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works went to dry salt and then sold it through trade in Haikou. It seems that the Feng family did not gain any benefit.

But that's not how it works. In Lingnan, even the imperial court needs to rely on the Feng family's channels, and the benefits they can gain from it are immense.

Otherwise, the Feng family wouldn't have gone to such lengths to facilitate cooperation with Chen Huai'an.

Furthermore, just the fact that the canal transport route was opened up to the Central Plains, enabling communication between Lingnan and the Central Plains, would generate enormous and continuous benefits.

"Oh, right!"

Feng Zhidai recalled something: "Last time you asked me to deliver a message to Grandma, asking her a question, and she replied."

"Oh? What is it?" Chen Huai'an finally became interested.

He was eager to see how these extraordinary individuals perceived him.

When Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang were working for Li Shimin, there were some things he couldn't ask them. In contrast, this old woman from Lingnan didn't have such concerns.

Without hesitation, Feng Zhidai replied, "Grandma said there are two suns in the sky, one will eventually set, and the other will never set."

Chen Huai'an fell silent instantly.

Seeing this, Feng Zhidai assumed he was dissatisfied with the answer and comforted him, "Don't overthink it. Grandma often talks in a cryptic way, and nobody understands what she means."

"As for the matter of two suns in the sky, you don't need to worry about it."

Chen Huai'an felt a headache coming on.

How could I not take this to heart?

Others might not understand these words and might think that the old woman is talking nonsense, how could there be two suns in the sky?

But Chen Huai'an knew that this was a metaphor.

One of the suns may refer to Li Shimin.

After all, in this era, it was no exaggeration to call Li Shimin the scorching sun.

Even if Li Shimin was incredibly powerful, he would still die due to his lifespan.

Chen Huai'an, however, did not.

He will always be there.

If the other sun the old woman mentioned refers to him, then the idea of ​​never falling becomes much clearer.

Of course he won't fall.

He might be able to be killed now, but who knows what will happen in a few decades?

"..."