"This actually has so many hidden twists." Song Chen was stunned.
Lan Tian stroked his beard and laughed. "Your tongue has grown sharp. You made him believe Lu Xun was a traitor so quickly—and now he'll even carry the news back to Jiangdong."
"What about this letter?" Song Chen pressed.
"Wait another two months before discussing it. Sun Quan and Cao Ren are fighting tooth and nail right now; we should avoid affecting him as much as possible." Lan Tian nodded as he analyzed.
Song Chen asked again, "How should Sun Bu be dealt with? Silenced forever, exiled to a deserted island, or sent off as forced labor?"
Lan Tian stroked his beard in thought. At last, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Since this man is convinced Lu Xun has defected, if he is fortunate enough to return to Jiangdong, he may do something much like Han Zong did. Lock him up in the Chamber of Commerce dungeon for now. I need to think of a reasonable way to let him escape."
"Yes." Song Chen knew all too well about fortunate escapes. Back in Wuchang, those supposed "personal attendants" of Han Dang had been personally talked into fleeing by him.
"Sir, the night is already deep. Shall we head back?" Gao Yuan reminded him.
"Very well." Lan Tian turned and gave Song Chen another instruction. "This winter, nowhere is peaceful. No one knows how long the fighting in the north will last. Matters in Jiaozhi must be accelerated. Find a few men to disguise themselves as Sun Bu and his servants, then send them to Hepu as soon as possible to join Shi Zhi. You can release word beforehand and test the Shi Clan's reaction first."
"Rest assured, sir. I'll send several unfamiliar faces over."