I'm the one running the game

When Lu Xingshi waited for the intelligence from Wendao Hall to arrive, he also received the news that the court's 100,000 troops were defeated by the Liao King Ahachu in the northern part of the border.

In fact, when he heard the news, he was also a little confused. How did you lose with such a big advantage?

Not to mention that there are only about 50,000 people in the Liao army in the northern part of the border who can fight. You have twice as many people as him. Secondly, in terms of the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, the soldiers of Dasong are also higher than those of the Liao army in the northern part of the border, and even have corresponding geographical advantages. How can you lose?

Looking again, first the commander was captured, and then the opponent controlled the commander to lure through the information gap, which eventually led to the destruction of the 100,000 troops.

After this battle, the court was indeed seriously injured. First, it lost the natural pasture and barrier of the northern part of the border, and then lost 100,000 troops in it. Then the court came out to negotiate peace.

In short, the northern part of the border will definitely not be recovered.

Murong Xuan cursed for several days, calling the court trash.

It was not only the court that was cursing, but also the Jianghu and the people. This incident directly reduced the prestige of the court to the extreme.

And this also caused the original peaceful public opinion to break. The premise for the officials in the court to control public opinion was, of course, the country needed to be strong. In this situation, who would be willing to help you?

"The origin of the predecessor of Wen Daoguan is so complicated?" Lu Xingshi looked at the information in his hand and found that the inheritance of Wen Daoguan was also the method of Dongtian. In other words, most of the hidden sects are actually the method of Dongtian.

From the documents and information recorded in Tingfeng Pavilion, Wen Daoguan was once a meritorious official of Dasong. Not only Dasong, but also in the three dynasties of Qianyan, it was a minister of the dragon when the country was founded. During its heyday, it also produced many prime ministers, and its reputation was also very good.

There was no rebellion.

As for the fate of the emperor, some of it was mentioned in it. Wen Daoguan has been pursuing it since a very early time, but unfortunately there has not been much gain in these years.

Tingfeng Pavilion did not collect much information about Wen Daoguan.

Firstly, Wen Dao Guan is far more powerful than Ting Feng Ting in terms of power. Secondly, Wen Dao Guan is now a court organization. It has served in the court for three dynasties and seems to be somewhat out of tune with the Jianghu sects. It is more like a master-disciple inheritance version of the family.

It is basically the same as a thousand-year-old family, and it is very successful in transformation.

There is only one such powerful hidden sect, Wen Dao Guan.

With the dual settings of the court and the hidden world, how can a mere Ting Feng Ting who is engaged in entertainment newspapers and inquiring about information go to rub shoulders with it? If it really provokes the other party, it will be easily crushed to death.

So Ting Feng Ting did not ask Murong Xuan to continue to make up the money, but only one thousand taels.

The main reason is that they are not too embarrassed to accept it, because most of the information given is the past information or the information is so incomplete that it is unbearable to look at.

"It is complicated, but no one thought that the Jianghu sects would be able to control the court one day." Murong Xuan sighed.

Tingfeng Pavilion still doesn't know that Cai Qiuhe is the owner of Wendao Hall. In the past few decades, Tingfeng Pavilion has only collected a few words of intelligence about Wendao Hall, and it is still speculation.

Obviously, the existence of this behemoth is no longer within Tingfeng Pavilion's reach.

"Wrong, Wendao Hall is no longer a martial arts sect, but a part of the court." Lu Xingshi corrected him. The gap here is very large.

Even the martial arts sects are not qualified to compete with Wendao Hall.

Even Huangjue Palace is not allowed.

"But it is certain that the original Wendao Hall is mainly to protect the family and the people, and to be loyal to the country. It will only assist the new king unless the court goes against the will."

"But after Wendao Hall fell into Cai Qiuhe's hands, it became a tool of the other party's ambition." Murong Xuan said with a stereotype.

Lu Xingshi is more inclined to think that maybe there was a plan long ago. This kind of behavior of students and old officials all over the court is no different from four generations of three officials. If you say that there is no active management, it is impossible to accumulate such a thick capital.

In fact, this is more terrible than the three officials of four generations. According to Lv Xingshi's observation, Wen Dao Hall at least monopolized most of the prime minister positions in Dasong. These political resources were continuously inherited and accumulated, and only when they fell into Cai Qiuhe's hands could he cover the sky with one hand. Cai Qiuhe alone could not do this.

Lv Xingshi did not refute Murong Xuan, but changed the subject: "Then let's go to Kyoto now and kill Cai Qiuhe and everyone in Wen Dao Hall?"

In fact, there are other ways, but Lv Xingshi's brain told him that he could solve this matter with force, and other means were too troublesome.

"This..." Murong Xuan hesitated. Of course, he wanted to send Cai Qiuhe on his way, but if he really touched him and Wen Dao Hall, Dasong might die on the spot.

Once Dasong had problems, the barbarians in the north of the border would go south, and the mountains and rivers would be broken, and the world would be occupied by foreign races.

This was not what he wanted to see.

Finally, he sighed: "Why not just forget it?"

"Forget it? How can I just forget it? If I don't twist their heads off and kick them like a ball, do you really think I don't have a temper?" Of course, Lu Xingshi refused to agree.

It's true that he has a kind heart, but it's mostly small kindness. If he sees someone injured and unable to move or starving to death in front of him, he will lend a hand to help.

But if someone talks to him about the people of the world, he will just nod to show that you are right, and then ignore him. In his eyes, this is more like moral kidnapping.

Because the common people in the world are far away from him, so far away that he doesn't know how to empathize. At least... he has to see what it means to be devastated, then he will believe it.

Instead of always saying that the barbarians are foreigners, in his eyes, barbarians are also people.

Dasong is just a foreigner to him, and it is only because of Murong Xuan that he favors Dasong. If one day Murong Xuan intends to rebel as a direct descendant of the Dayan royal family, then Lu Xingshi will also favor the other party, the Dayan royal family, rather than the Dasong court.

"After this matter is over, let's go kill Cai Qiuhe, and then find the thief who burned Langya Pavilion, and it will be over." Murong Xuan made a conclusion on this matter.

"..." Seeing this, Lu Xingshi could only nod his head. It doesn't matter if he can't promote the Wendao Hall now. It won't be too late for him to take action after Murong Xuan dies.

Well, with the current situation in Dasong, maybe Dasong will be killed by the barbarians before Murong Xuan dies.

"What if Cai Qiuhe usurps the throne after the situation stabilizes?" Lu Xingshi suddenly thought of this.

"We can kill him openly." Murong Xuan thought for a while and said seriously. Usurping the throne is a great treason. If they take action, they will not only not have to worry about the situation collapsing, but will stabilize the situation.