After Zhang Wu left, Qian Er sat in place, took a sip of tea, and thought about what Zhang Wu had said.
He had a discovery.
That is, compared to the legendary former emperor, this emperor is much more sensible.
Although he had never met the emperor in person before, Zhang Wu's words gave him a preliminary impression of the current emperor.
He's a somewhat clever person.
At least, he knows when to yield and when to be tough.
He is very tough on Ning Tianman. No matter how favored the Ning faction was, once it blocked his path forward, he would decisively abandon it.
This alone is enough to prove that the current emperor is a very opinionated person, who will not entrust the overall situation to any minister because of favoritism, but must firmly grasp it in his own hands.
In addition, there is his attitude towards himself, willing to have General Zhang Wu personally invite him. Looking at Zhang Wu's attitude, one knows that the emperor must have repeatedly urged him to give himself enough respect.
Otherwise, he would not believe that a great general like Zhang Wu would be obsequious to anyone. Only the emperor's will is inviolable to him.
The current emperor is someone who knows the terror of power. He knows Qian Er's power, and he knows that one must bow down to absolute power.
Otherwise, it will only bring disaster to oneself.
Going to be the vanguard of this war is indeed something that only he can do. After all, the human race has so few things to offer. If they don't invite him out, who knows what will happen.
Qian Er's identity is different from Ning Tianman's. Even if the war ends, the Ning faction may decline, but Qian Er is absolutely impossible to decline, because the strength is too disparate. It can be said that those above have no way to deal with him.
To deal with Ning Tianman, no matter how brave and good at fighting he once was, he is now old after all. Talented people emerge from generation to generation, and there will always be someone who can restrain him.
But if you want to restrain Qian Er, that's just a fool's dream.
To be honest, Qian Er doesn't care at all whether the Ning faction falls or not.
But there is someone who cares.
He thought about it, and finally sent a message to Yong Xuehai...
Kyoto.
Ning Tianman lay on a rattan chair,眯着眼睛假寐，外面 的 阳光格 外舒适。(眯着眼睛假寐 means dozing with eyes closed, and outside the sun is very comfortable.)
“I really don’t understand, Old Master Ning, do you really think you can force the Emperor? I always feel that you are being a bit too risky.”
A member of the Ning faction looked at Ning Tianman with some incomprehension.
He admitted that Ning Tianman's acting skills were indeed very high, making everyone think that his body was really failing.
But he still didn't think that these could be hidden from the man on the dragon throne, especially, can forcing the Emperor in this way really work?
Hearing this, Ning Tianman's face was full of loneliness.
“I did it on purpose.”
Looking at the puzzled gazes of the people around him, the old man sighed faintly: “Although I was pretending in court today, my body is really running out of time.”
“I can feel that the number of anomalies has been increasing recently.”
The man present obviously knew what the “anomaly” in Ning Tianman’s mouth referred to, and a complex expression appeared on his face when he heard his words.
“I’m afraid that one day I will really become possessed, and I won’t have time to plan everything else, so I have to pave the way.”
Ning Tianman looked at the man, and Zhou Nong happened to walk in from outside at this time.
Ning Tianman looked at his masterpiece and showed a peaceful smile.
“Give up.”
Give up!
The man looked at Ning Tianman in disbelief, his mouth unable to close.
No one would have thought that these three words would one day be spoken from Ning Tianman's mouth.
Zhou Nong stood behind Ning Tianman and began to massage the old man's shoulders.
“If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be Wang Xiaobao’s opponent. Lao Hai and Lao Liu don’t have the ability to compete with Wang Xiaobao.”
“Wang Xiaobao is too ruthless, both to himself and to others. I can compete with him now. Take this opportunity to retreat.”
“Being able to retreat completely is already a blessing. We have been complacent in the court for so long, it is time to pay our debts.”
“The Emperor has made up his mind, so this time the outcome will not change whether I made a scene in court or not. The human race will definitely continue to attack the myriad races. When peace comes, the status of our Ning faction will plummet.”
“Isn’t it possible? Our faction also has so many years of accumulation…”
“There is accumulation, but most of our accumulation is concentrated in war and diplomacy. This is where we excel, while the Wang faction, Wang Xiaobao started his business as a merchant. Without foreign enemies, we are using our weaknesses to fight against people’s strengths.”
Ning Tianman closed his eyes, feeling that the sun above his head was a bit too dazzling.
“Listen to me, retreat when you should, do what you should do. We have no way. Wang Xiaobao’s methods are very dark. When he has a chance to strike a fatal blow, who knows what the outcome will be.”
“I have an idea…”
The man leaned close to Ning Tianman’s ear and whispered, Zhou Nong heard a few vague words and showed a look of astonishment.
He couldn’t believe that his colleague had lost his mind?
The next second, Ning Tianman grabbed the man’s collar and threw him out.
The old man stood up from the rattan chair in anger, pointing at the guy who fell on the ground. He was a standard civil servant, without the strength to truss a chicken. Even though Ning Tianman was old, grabbing him was no different from grabbing a chick.
“How dare you say such nonsense? Are you tired of living! Dare to let us secretly support the myriad races!”
Ning Tianman looked at the man with gritted teeth: “If you mention this matter again in the future, I will cut off your bastard tongue!”
“I, Ning Tianman, am a person of principle. Even if political struggle fails, I will never collude with alien races and be that shameless traitor! You should wash your brain well!”
The man looked at the angry Ning Tianman, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he didn't say a word, and crawled a few steps in fear, kneeling in front of Ning Tianman to apologize.
“What a big temper, Old Master Ning.”
A figure emerged from the shadows of the courtyard wall.
“Who are you?!”
Ning Tianman looked at the person vigilantly.
“Let me introduce myself, my name is Yong Xuehai, a professor in the Dark Arts Department of the Imperial Academy.”
Yong Xuehai's expression was calm.
Ning Tianman thought about it before realizing that he had met this person some time ago. At that time, he participated in that massive war with Qian Er, and this person returned to Beishi with Qian Er.
Ning Tianman's expression was no longer calm.
