Sun Qiankun's great achievements were plain for Li Qinglian to see.
The other man was carrying out the plan step by step. Li Qinglian had not interfered in any of it, leaving him in full control.
The first information network Li Qinglian had built, aside from supplying him with intelligence, had also been integrated into the ranks of the major powers under Sun Qiankun's command.
Some of them had even entered the army and the officials of every social stratum.
A vast portion of the Nine Provinces' lower classes had already become the foundation shared by him and Sun Qiankun.
As the northern frontier rebellion erupted, the other three border regions also declared their independence.
For a time, beacon fires blazed everywhere. The Great Tang realm, once prosperous and flourishing, seemed on the verge of collapse in the blink of an eye.
Within the Great Tang's grand hall, Emperor Kuntai was roaring in rage.
"Rebels! A pack of rebels!"
"You feast on Tang salaries, yet not only do you fail to think of loyalty to your sovereign and service to your country, you even dare commit treason!"
"Do you truly think the blades in my hand are dull?"
"Every last one of you deserves execution unto the ninth clan!"
Emperor Kuntai's roar echoed through the entire hall.
Below, the countless ministers remained silent as cicadas in winter, their eyes fixed on their noses and their noses fixed on their hearts. Not one of them dared utter a word.
He let out a long breath, his gaze sweeping across the hall below.
"Hehehe... Wang Zhifang, what do you have to say?"
Vice Minister of Rites Wang Zhifang's face was deathly pale. Wang Yanzhang, the general guarding the eastern frontier, was his uncle.
Now that Wang Yanzhang had rebelled, Wang Zhifang could