"Get lost, what's wrong with him?"
Lin Rusong slammed his hand down, angrily saying, "If he hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known my son had suffered so much. Even if I want to toughen him up, it doesn't mean anyone can bully my son!"
"Damn it, it's a pity Zhuo Feifan is dead, otherwise I would have torn him to pieces. How dare he bully my son, he was simply asking for death!"
Damn it!
Even a ruthless military general like him was moved to tears; it was truly a tragic tale. No wonder he was his son.
"You may leave. This man has an upright appearance; he's bound to be alright."
Wang Ziwen waved to the Northern Liang Guard beside him. This guy was such a fool. The storyteller was trying to make the young master famous, and you came over and said there was a problem. Even if there was a problem, it was a good one.
Forehead!
Huang Yuntao, watching the two big shots feigning ignorance, couldn't help but twitch his lips a few times. This was definitely a cover-up.
The storyteller's tales are so outrageous, yet you ignore them; it's clear you're biased towards the other side.
A thought flashed through his mind, "It seems the prince truly doesn't know. Could this person be the young master's man, which is why he's making the young master seem like a god descended from heaven? Or perhaps he's the Grand Steward's man?"
Just then, Wang Ziwen looked at him, Huang Yuntao quickly looked away, rubbing his eyes hard twice, looking like he was about to cry.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince's greatness is truly awe-inspiring. Yuntao is filled with admiration," he said in a trembling voice.
The Prince of Northern Liang glanced at him, a meaningful smile appearing on his face, and nodded, saying, "My son's performance in Xiliang Commandery this time has greatly surprised even me, his father. It seems my son has truly grown up."
The latter instantly understood: the heir had grown up and naturally needed to begin preparing to take over the throne; the prince was reminding him of this.
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but secretly plan what to do.
Although he is Lin Rusong's confidant, he is far inferior to Wang Ziwen and lacks the kind of relationship that Wang Ziwen and Lin Yi share, so he needs to put in a lot of effort.
Ugh, so annoying!
Huang Yuntao sighed. The young master was too far away. Even if he wanted to get closer to him, it was impossible.
The only thing we can intervene in is the Crown Prince's saltworks.
Huang Yuntao is lost in thought here!
After walking for a while, Huang Yuntao was called back, leaving only Lin Rusong and Wang Ziwen, who then reached the top of Northern Liang City.
Standing on the city wall of Northern Liang City, Lin Rusong continued to gaze at his Northern Liang City, as if he could never get enough of it. The changes in Northern Liang City made him truly happy.
He couldn't help but sigh, "A saltworks alone can draw crowds to the entire Northern Liang City. No wonder that Ran Zijin made me feel so uncomfortable back then. That guy is rich and powerful, and people's hearts aren't with me."
At that moment, he finally understood what it meant for money to make the devil turn the millstone, and what it meant for money to have divine intervention.
Even knowing the Ran Clan's attitude, those people still came for the money.
This is the power of self-interest!
"Now that the Ran Clan has been frightened by the young master, they have become much more restrained, especially in that they have moved some of their clandestine businesses to Great Ning. It seems that the Ran Clan also knows that the young master is not someone they can control," Wang Ziwen said with a smile.
The Ran Clan family used their vast resources to win over many officials in Northern Liang, thus enabling them to exert control over the Prince of Northern Liang's Residence in many areas.
But now they've encountered a Heir of Northern Liang who doesn't play by the rules, which means they're destined to be in a lot of trouble. After all, the prince isn't a dagger, but a sharp broadsword.
He dared to cleanse Northern Liang City, let alone the Ran Clan, so the Ran Clan had no choice but to act cautiously.
Lin Rusong nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "That brat seems to be brewing a big plan. I'm afraid I'll need to do something, otherwise he'll cause a huge mess!"
"A big plan?"
Wang Ziwen's pupils contracted. The entire Xiliang Commandery had been swept away; what grand plan could there be left?
Lin Rusong didn't hide anything and told him everything, including Lin Yi's letter.
Hiss!
Wang Ziwen gasped in shock and exclaimed, "What? The young master has his eye on Tuoba Yu's army of 100,000?" My God, this kid is too crazy.
Tuoba Yu, with his army of 100,000, is someone even the Northern Liang would need to mobilize a large army to take action against! And even then, there's a high probability they still wouldn't be able to handle him.
The crown prince only has tens of thousands of men under his command; how dare he attack Tuoba Yu?
However, after analysis, it seems that the Crown Prince's eyes are really on Tuoba Yu, otherwise he would not have asked the Northern Route to withdraw the pressure on the Northern Liang front. He wanted to free up Tuoba Yu's hands.
This is an attempt to lure the snake out of its hole!
"I think so too. This kid wants to lure the snake out of its hole and leave Tuoba Yu in Xiliang Commandery." Lin Rusong nodded, agreeing with Wang Ziwen's opinion, and said with a wry smile.
In his view, this matter was of utmost importance; if things went wrong, Xiliang Commandery might be implicated.
Tuoba Yu was no ordinary man; he was a rare and renowned general, and had been managing the Dayu Pass for over a decade. It would be extremely difficult for his son to outmaneuver him.
If things go wrong, it might even put you in a crisis.
Wang Ziwen frowned, feeling immense pressure. According to intelligence, the Crown Prince only had 50,000 men, which was barely enough to defend against the 100,000 -Northern Barbarians army, but the chances of victory were slim.
The reason is simple: Tuoba Yu is not a naive young man, but a cunning old fox.
Another crucial reason is that Great Ning wouldn't stand by and watch the Crown Prince rise to power; in fact, she might sabotage him from behind.
He said in a deep voice, " The Prince of Beining Commandery is no pushover; we must be wary of him plotting behind our backs!"
Look at this!
Lin Rusong took out a piece of paper from his pocket, slapped it on the city wall in front of him, and gestured for Wang Ziwen to take a good look.
puff!
"What? The Prince of Beining Commandery, demanding equipment and provisions for 50,000 men?"
The latter glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time; this kid was really audacious.
Lin Rusong rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Sigh, this kid has only learned recklessness; he hasn't learned a single bit of my composure. It's really infuriating!"
Forehead!
Wang Ziwen was speechless. "You're so steady, my foot! You're the most reckless one in Northern Liang. Otherwise, you wouldn't have started a rebellion against the hundreds of thousands of Northern Barbarians."
He said in a deep voice, "The Prince of Beining Commandery under control. After all, once the Crown Prince reveals the Emperor's targeting of Northern Liang, even if the Emperor wants to avoid suspicion, he will still put the blame on the Prince of Beining Commandery."
"However, trying to use this to control the Prince of Beining Commandery won't be so easy. If that guy launches a sneak attack on Xiliang Commandery from behind, the young master will be in danger."