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One thousand kilometers away from Shenzhou Capital. North of the Dazhou Empire The border overlap between Dazhou and Datang. There are hundreds of thousands of military camps lined up. In the general's tent, a burly man threw a reel to the ground.

"The fourth brother only do nonsense. These royal orders, I'm afraid I have to disagree. "

This young man called the emperor the fourth brother was the First Prince of the Great Zhou Empire, Zhao Tao.

Zhao Tao had a talent for martial arts. Has an extremely high potential Trusted by the previous emperor to take on the most important duties of guarding the most important northern border

He thought that Father was preparing to appoint him as heir to the throne. Unexpectedly, in the last days, Father chose the fourth prince. This caused Zhao Tao to become extremely disappointed.

The thing that made the previous emperor not choose the first prince was because Zhao Tao's violent characteristics were difficult to control. Anger obstructs intelligence. This was the main reason why the First Prince had not stepped up as heir.

The Cabinet issued numerous administrative reform orders. Abolished various positions and announced that the nobles in the periphery hand over the central government.

And an order to summon the princes back to the capital Which if Zhao Tao had followed him, he would be totally foolish. However, these things caused Zhao Tao's mood to flare up.

"The fourth brother is considered excellent Thought a single piece of paper would be able to give me orders? I will raise an army to invade the capital."

"He has calmed down first," said Bai Jin, a close person, and a deputy general.

Bai Jin was a young warlord full of abilities, commandments, and intelligence. It is said to have superior skills than the First Prince. Only Bai Jin was humble. Creating great satisfaction for Zhao Tao

"I'm not calm anymore. Bai Jin ordered to assemble. In the morning, we will enter the battle for Shenzhou," Zhao Tao shouted in anger.

"You cannot do that." A loud voice rang outside the tent. However, Zhao Tao quickly stopped himself with this voice because he had great respect for the other side.

A middle-aged man walked into a tent dressed like a graduate student. Left hand holding a fan If Zhao Ling Xin came to see it, he thought the other party was Zhao Ling Xin.

"We cannot leave the area. That will open up an opportunity for the Datang region on the opposite side. If he were to move an army, he would only be able to lift five troops. "

Yi He, the military consultant, commented.

This Yi He served in the military as an adviser for more than 20 years. Don't despise your weak-looking body, as if to be blown away by the wind anytime.

Yi He showed the ability to plan. Respected in the army Seen from the enemy Datang County was named Yihe like a devil. Datang, who had been at war with Great Zhou for a long time, knew his wise's talent very well.

"Then, five armies are enough. I will take this role myself." Zhao Tao lowered his voice. But still not relentlessly deciding.

"So, if His Majesty answered my question correctly, I would let you go. Where would you get a lot of your supplies? Today alone, grain from the north is not enough. The north of the population is a small plateau, and there are not enough farms. In the past, we relied on central supplies.

But now that we cut ties and reject the Cabinet's authority, they certainly will never send supplies to help us. You divide your army into two lines, so what will be the stock of supplies? You answer me." Yi He persistently asked the question. Making the head of gray head almost explore.

Zhao Tao's duty is to fight and fight. These things he never even thought of.

"Then you can rob villagers along the road," Zhao Tao replied.

"Slap!!" Yi He waved his hand, chasing Zhao Tao violently. Yi He, who listened to Zhao Tao's answer, was furious. Relying on his former master's position as a teacher Vice General Bai Jin hurriedly bowed his head, not daring to admire his master's shame. While thinking in his heart

'That's right, a disciple of a teacher has the same temperament, not wrong.'

"Stupid head in the body, thinking only about fighting. Even their own people dared to plunder today; I will teach until you repent." Yi He waved his hand, slashing at Zhao Tao relentlessly.

Zhao Tao did not dare to retaliate. He did not dare to oppose his master, and the other party's strength did not hurt him. Let the other person act fully against him.

"Teacher, I have repented," Zhao Tao softly said.

"Very good, so today I will let you go. Remember, if you want to win this war for the throne, you must have an open mind. Love the people like grandchildren Will take the hearts of the people in their hands." Yi He looked at Zhao Tao with a worried look.

The First Prince has a very skilled warlord. But he doesn't have enough intelligence Yi He sighed sadly.

Far to the south of the capital Shenzhou, Qinghua City.

City of knowledge The sacred land where all intellectuals learn Professionals in various fields can take the test here. Passing the exam will receive the title of philosopher. And this Tsinghua City was the city that was the stronghold of the Second Prince.

In the academy, the minor princes and nobles from the south and the intellectuals of Tsinghua's city were all present.

This second prince is called Zhao Wu.

The Second Prince reads a scroll of instructions sent by the Cabinet. Before looking up and asking everyone

"What do you guys think?"

Among the nobles and intellectuals And a person stood and said,

"Dear Second Prince, these policies have destroyed thousands of years of traditions. The stupid emperor Being deceived by the devil, I saw that We have to invite people across the land to join us."

Hearing that, more and more people began to comment.

"The so-called constitution replaces the rule of law, Which is something we cannot accept."

At that moment, a nobleman cried out.

"Second Prince, please help us!. The massacre of the noble was killed, my family. children and women were all detained. "

"So did my family. The evil emperor killed my uncle!." Another nobleman began to cry.

"My family was completely confiscated; I can't accept it!."

"Yes, and I can't accept it!."

The noble's family had all been accumulated over thousands of years. The confiscation was more than killing them directly. These nobles were subordinate to the prominent family. They were all thinking about how to take revenge on the emperor.

"We must do something. Does anyone have any good strategies? "

The second prince threw hot taro for everyone to think and read.

"I have an idea," a nobleman stood up.

"It's actually Pan Zhou, please," Zhao Wu said.

Pan Zhou, one of the southern nobles, came from a famous intellectual family. His fame made everyone in the room keep an eye on him.

"The nobles that were slaughtered in the capital. Some descendants belong to the Martial Artist sects. I think they should intervene. We also don't have to do our work," Panzhou said.

"Sects are not very inclined to intervene in the world. How do we get them to join in?" Second Prince Zhao Wu asked back.

"A prince in a large family has one grandchild studying in 7 large sects."

Pan Zhou said.

"Huh, is this true?" Zhao Wu raised his eyes in shock.

"So this has become a big matter for our country. You know what the Seven Sects is like," Zhao Wu said.

The whole room was silent. Everyone knows that this is too much of a hassle. If mishandled, the event will escalate even further.

Seven famous sects like lightning in their ears. They can easily remove a region from the map. It is not easy to get them involved in the local civil war.

"I have a plan. We send letters to this descendant of the seven major academies. Tells of the cruelty of the emperor Then, claiming the righteousness of the second prince, asking them to support the second prince to ascend to the throne." Pan Zhou offered a scheming to lend a hand to someone else to kill somebody.

"Great, Pan Zhou, your plan is very suitable for us."

One noble quickly flattered.

"Pan Zhou's plan, even if you were a fairy god, was difficult to calculate. My sincerely for yours."

The rest of the nobles did not give up on Pan Zhou's flattering face until it was full of saliva.

This was one of the skills that the nobles had to survive in the harsh political arena.

A few sage decision to join this dirty plan. Kneel to the ground

"Please accept me as a disciple."

The surrounding people exclaimed in their hearts.

'What a plan.'

They flatter for a long time. This new sage didn't care that a man's knee was worth a thousand gold. Kneeling towards the cliff Pan Zhou, showing himself to be a disciple. Think of the other party's shade of a famous person.

Come now, show his skill, and propose a trick in front of the second prince.

Pan Zhou's future was so bright, and it was like walking on the golden floor. The day ahead will definitely be a Chancellor.

The surrounding nobles grumbled in their hearts. If he didn't think he was half a hundred years old, he couldn't help but study as a young sage, kneeling to the ground, becoming another disciple.

The rest of the sage to the side thumped his head; why didn't he rush to kneel? This time, being stolen by others to take the opportunity to face If they act repeatedly, there will be no entrance to Pan Zhou's eyes. In addition to being insulted as being unintelligent, copying the other party's strategy

Pan Zhou, who was flattered by everyone, even had someone to trust himself as a disciple. Remained silent and slightly smiled before turning towards the second prince.

"All these plans are the thoughts of the Second Prince. I was speaking out for you. "

The second prince, who was flattering, smiled in a good mood.

The surrounding people exclaimed in a big heart.

'So terrible.'

Pan Zhou has high intelligence. They were flattering for a long time, yet they did not fight Pan Zhou's plan. Give all the merits to the second prince Became a favorite darling. Which they are entirely unable to resist.