"Know people and assign them well; let everyone make the most of their talents."
Those eight words were a required lesson for any competent ruler.
Shen Tang dared say that if she came second, no one in the world today could claim first place. "No one else could make use of Ji Shou's card."
Who said the Plague God was no good?
Kang Shi—the Plague God, the Lord of the Underworld—was practically an authority!
"...Ji Shou is bait. Once you send him out, you can land a big fish without even having to chum the water." Shen Tang leaned a custom umbrella, made with an iron frame and a cowhide canopy, over her shoulder. She chose to respond to change by staying the same, and even her almond-shaped eyes gleamed with smug satisfaction.
She really was rather pleased with herself just then.
She was certain Kang Shi's trip would bring in a catch.
Because she had her own logic.
Every time Kang Shi went after the enemy, the enemy gave him a thorough beating. What did that mean? It meant that other people might lose the enemy's trail, but whenever Kang Shi went out, he was sure to run into the enemy's main force—and it had to be elite troops! Anything less couldn't put pressure on Kang Shi!
It sounded dangerous and unlucky, but from another angle, didn't it mean that Kang Shi could find the enemy's main force with one hundred percent certainty?
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Use Kang Shi as bait to catch a big fish. Kang Shi would lead the way, and Shen Tang could arrange for people to follow quietly behind him. There was no way they'd come back empty-handed.
Gu Chi felt a twinge in his heart on Kang