Munitions Empire-Chapter 965 - 888 the worst plan

Chapter 965: 888 the worst plan Chapter 965: 888 the worst plan “Sir, sir, let me hear the worst plan,” Zhao Yu expressed his concern about the best plan and dissatisfaction with the middle plan. Naturally, he wanted to study the worst plan further.

Since there was no rush, he might as well hear all the plans and choose the one that would be more comfortable to implement.

The young advisor, not minding the trouble, rubbed the dandelion ring he wore on his other hand and then began to speak, “This worst plan…sounds rather unpleasant.”

“Sir… please speak anyway,” Zhao Yu, somewhat reluctantly, looked around, remembered that he had dismissed his attendants, and summoned his courage to continue asking.

“Do you have the courage to listen?” the young man asked disdainfully.

“I do have the courage to listen,” Zhao Yu mustered up his courage, ready to face death, as if listening to these words meant he could die.

The young man sneered inwardly but said bluntly, “For this worst plan… let’s not hold back and kill Zhao Ji!”

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“Hisss…” Hearing this suggestion, Zhao Yu involuntarily drew a sharp breath. Assassinating the Crown Prince was essentially no different from rebellion.

“By killing Zhao Ji, your father Emperor Zhao Kai will have no other choice, would he? Even if he suspects you afterward, he won’t bring himself to kill you,” the young strategist comforted Zhao Yu.

That was the idea, yet in practice, the intelligence organization of the Great Tang Empire might not perfectly execute the assassination of Zhao Ji.

Eventually, Zhao Kai would definitely find out it was Zhao Yu’s doing and would undoubtedly gather crucial evidence—when things escalated to that point, Zhao Yu wouldn’t be able to defend himself, and the conflict with Zhao Kai could no longer be suppressed.

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The situation would quickly evolve into Zhao Yu fleeing and being chased to the death toward Fengjiang, ending up just like the first plan—no different from the best plan.

That was the art of language: it seemed like I gave you options, but in reality, you had no other choice. I limited your possible choices to a very narrow range subtly, and any choice you made subconsciously within those hints was actually what the speaker wanted.

However, to Zhao Yu, there was still a difference: this worst plan, though risky, was not without feasibility.

As long as the murder was carefully executed without too much risk… and if Zhao Ji died, he still had a good chance of becoming the Crown Prince, becoming Emperor Zhao Kai’s most beloved child.

Thus, Zhao Yu fell into deep thought, weighing whether to choose the best plan or the worst plan. Indeed, his character had immediately ruled out the middle plan; he did not wish to sit idly by.

Eventually, after weighing his options, he looked up at his advisor, “Sir, after much thought… why not… use both the best and worst plans together?”

Impressive! You can think independently now? You have improved! Mentally scoffing in disdain, Zhao Yu’s advisor put on a very pleased expression and praised, “Your Highness is wise, may I hear more?”

“Let’s first plot to kill Zhao Ji… and then find an excuse to go to Fengjiang to avoid suspicion,” Zhao Yu boasted of his wisdom as if the flawless plan was his alone.

“Brilliant! Your Highness is wise!” the young man praised timely and sincerely—after all, as long as you go to Fengjiang as planned, whatever you do, just follow the script we provided. The process isn’t important.

Whether the murder of Zhao Ji got leaked, or preparing to go to Fengjiang, as long as one of them occurred, you were set to go to Fengjiang! My guy! The young strategist looked at Zhao Yu as if he was looking at a resolute man determined enough to hang himself after slashing his wrist.

The wise Zhao Yu actually invented a double insurance for the plan drafted by the Great Tang Empire intelligence organization, presenting a firm determination to burn all bridges.

What could spies sent by Great Tang say? They could only give a thumbs up, expressing their admiration: Zhao Yu, you are relentless! Quite the man!

Feeling much smarter, Zhao Yu was already eager to prepare a petition to go to Fengjiang.

The young strategist also knew it was time to get things arranged, so he looked down and said, “Your Highness, I will arrange it right away, and we will soon hear from Fengjiang.”

Zhao Yu was very satisfied with the other party’s efficiency and waved his hand to indicate the young man could leave. After leaving the room, the young man summoned a confidant and asked him to arrange the next steps at the Silver Fox Tavern.

Recently, the climate between the Great Tang Empire and the Dahua Empire had somewhat softened, especially since His Majesty the Emperor of Dahua had granted the “unilateral extraterritoriality” requested by Great Tang. In response, Great Tang had reined in its activity at the border.

Just when Emperor Zhao Kai thought he had satisfied Tang Country and was enjoying a few peaceful days, he received news from Fengjiang.

It was reported that some merchants gathered and caused turmoil in Fengjiang, burning a warehouse and killing many people… Many were greatly discontent with this incident, and it also resulted in significantly decreased tariff revenues for the Dahua Empire.

In fact, this event wasn’t a particular hurdle for the Dahua Empire—it could be settled by investigating and resolving the case step by step.

However, just as everyone was preparing to investigate the incident as usual, an extraordinary petition suddenly appeared in Zhao Kai’s purview.

Prince Zhao Yu had personally volunteered, hoping to go to Fengjiang to resolve the incident, quickly restore trade, and stabilize the border… Although it was just a burned warehouse, Zhao Yu’s petition suddenly made everyone nervous!

“What is he trying to do?” Upon hearing the news that Zhao Yu was preparing to go to Fengjiang, Prime Minister Chu Muzhou was the first to react angrily. Aside from the Prime Minister, the other Ministers virtually reacted in the same way: “Has Zhao Yu gone mad?”

“Hasn’t His Majesty already postponed the investigation? How can he still not stay put?” Zhou Qiang looked confused, asking the mentor beside him. The mentor, who usually enjoyed strategizing, was also at a loss for words—he didn’t know what was going on either.

Just as the incident was finally calming down and the atmosphere had relaxed, the emergence of this petition suddenly intensified the tension—Zhao Yu, you really are incredible at creating a stir!

Returning to his room, Zhao Kai remained silent for a long time… It had been a while since he felt cornered on the chessboard; the last time he felt this was during his youth in the battle for succession with his brothers.