Chapter 38 The first game begins

Ying Zifei looked at Lian Po and said in a leisurely tone: "Once a general's battlefield is in the court, how much of his edge will be left?"

"A good planner for the state, but a bad one at hiding oneself. Even a prime minister in the imperial court is trapped in this, let alone a general leading an army."

Wei Wuji and Lian Po were both silent generals, and were always feared by court officials and the king.

As a general, unless it is a military matter, it is best not to interfere in other court affairs.

"The foundation of trust is the prerequisite for General Lian Po to maintain his position in the court."

"Once General Lian Po is dragged into the vortex of political struggle, regardless of victory or defeat, his ability to lead troops will be largely wasted."

Lian Po smiled bitterly at this time, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

He knew that his tolerance for others was limited, and if he got involved in the power struggle in the Wei court, he would probably end up leaving Wei.

Seeing Lian Po's reaction, Wei Wuji sighed in his heart. He knew how difficult it would be for Lian Po to be valued after joining Wei.

The struggle for power and interests in the court has always been cruel and bloody.

Lian Po poured the wine and drank another glass. He looked at Ying Zifei.

"I am very curious, how can you convince me?"

As he spoke, Lian Po's eyes became sharp, and his aura of oppression emanated from him. He said word by word: "Although I have left Zhao, the Battle of Changping was full of hatred. How could I enter Qin when there was a feud between Qin and Zhao?"

Ying Zifei picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in the glass, looked at Lian Po, and said calmly: "I have never thought of inviting you to Qin."

This one sentence made Lian Po and Wei Wuji confused, and soon Lian Po became angry.

Does this guy Ying Zifei look down on him?
The aura he exuded oppressed Ying Zifei, and it meant only one thing: if there was no explanation, the two of them would have to fight today.

Ying Zifei poured himself a glass of wine and said slowly, "The Qin military, the Wang family, the Meng family, and other generals, even the general families in the old Qin faction, will not welcome General Lian Po to Qin."

"The Qin court is now balanced and stable, so I will naturally not destroy it."

"With General Lian Po's reputation, it is not the right time to recruit talented people."

Lian Po's imposing aura dissipated a lot, because Ying Zifei's words were the truth, the absolute truth.

"If I enter Qin, the Qin State will surely gain great influence. You will not deny this, right?"

There was a hint of vindictiveness in Lian Po's words. Seeing this, Wei Wuji wondered in his heart whether Ying Zifei was deliberately provoking him.

"Of course." Ying Zifei nodded. Once Lian Po entered Qin, with the reputation he had built up over the years, it would invisibly improve the reputation of Qin while also causing criticism in Zhao and Wei.

Public opinion is an invisible sharp blade that can kill people and ruin a country's destiny.

If Lian Po really went to Qin, I wonder how many people in the Zhao army would lose their faith.

"If that's the case, how could I be persuaded by you to accept you?" Lian Po snorted coldly. He really couldn't guess what Ying Zifei's purpose was.
Although he felt unhappy, he was now sure that Ying Zifei was not humiliating him, and his anger subsided a little.

"Haha, General Lian Po, since I, Ying Zifei, have made up my mind, I will give you an explanation."

Ying Zifei stood up with a chuckle, bowed to the two men and said, "General Lian Po, I have a man named Ah Fu who is a good cook."

"How about inviting the general to come over for a chat tomorrow?"

The two men also stood up to return the greeting. Lian Po nodded and said, "If that's the case, I'll wait for your words tomorrow."

Ying Zifei bowed again and then walked away. After he left, Wei Wuji and Lian Po fell into silence again.

Both of them were curious about where Ying Zifei's confidence came from.

……

On this day, no one was able to stir up the Dao rhythm of the scroll, and the scroll was returned to Huizi's descendants. The Dao rhythm had dissipated too much, and it no longer had any appeal to many people.

If Huizi's descendants or talented scholars in the future have the opportunity to do so, it will be a great story.

Lord Xinling Wei Wuji put an end to the matter with a grand banquet, and when the banquet was over, it was already curfew.

"Your Majesty, are you talking about the matter that is troubling Lian Po?" In the pavilion, under the mottled moonlight, Pang Nuan's words brought Wei Wuji back to his senses.

"Although Lian Po is old, he still has the might of a tiger. If he is persuaded by Ying Zifei to help Qin, it will not be a good thing for the six countries."

Wei Wuji said, and then sighed: "Ying Zifei gave me the impression that he was too confident in this matter."

"I even suspect that he has discovered the plan to unite the six countries, so he is using this method to split the momentum and threat of the six countries."

Pang Nuan heard this, but had other ideas, and said to Wei Wuji: "Your Majesty, the possibility of Lian Po entering Qin is almost zero."

"Even if Ying Zifei can convince Lian Po, he must have other plans."

"Ying Zifei is right. It would be the most foolish thing to do to disrupt the balance of the Qin court at this time."

Wei Wuji felt that Pang Nuan's words made sense, but he still couldn't understand Ying Zifei's plan, so he asked: "In your opinion, why did Ying Zifei choose to go to so much trouble to persuade Lian Po to join him?"

After a little thought, Pang Nuan said: "From a global perspective, Qin has already begun preparing to devour and destroy the six countries step by step."

"Lian Po is a man with great reputation in Zhao. If he is persuaded by Ying Zifei, in the future war between Qin and Zhao, once the right opportunity is found, Lian Po's surrender to Qin will shake the morale of the army and lead to a great victory."

"Your Majesty, you should know that if the army loses its morale, its fighting power will be reduced by more than half."

Wei Wuji nodded. Take Wei Wuji for example. If he defected to Qin, many people in Wei would be sad and angry, full of hatred, but even more depressed.

The army's morale is not with me and the people are at a loss. As a result, it will be difficult to fight again.

"If that's the case, I feel more at ease. The generals of Zhao are now led by Li Mu."

"In the future, the Zhao army will worship Li Mu. Even if Lian Po appears again, his effect will not be that great."

Upon hearing this, Pang Nuan said leisurely: "Your Majesty, Ying Zifei has the intention to plot against Lian Po today, and he will definitely plot against Li Mu in the future."

"I am more worried about the reasons Ying Zifei can use to convince Lian Po."

"Because once Lian Po is convinced, similar things will probably happen in the future."

Wei Wuji was so frightened by these words that his breathing became heavier.

Yes, given Lian Po’s current position, if he is persuaded by Ying Zifei, then there will surely be more and more people coming.

Suddenly, Wei Wuji thought of something, and he slapped the stone table with his palm.

"I've been fooled!" Wei Wuji's face turned black, and then he smiled bitterly.

At this moment, he felt that Ying Zifei was extremely hateful, and suppressed his annoyance and said: "He could have avoided me and contacted Lian Po quietly."

"But he chose to use this as the first game against me. That guy did it on purpose."

Wei Wuji gritted his teeth and said, "The best way to destroy the confidence of a person or even a group of people is to let them experience failure in chess again and again until they lose confidence in the end."

"Pang Nuan, I'm sure you've been exposed now."

"In this first game, it seems like I'm playing against Ying Zifei, but in fact, he's playing against you from a distance."

"Lian Po's final choice will be the end of this round, but it will also be the beginning of the next round."

(End of this chapter)