"Master Shi, have you ever thought about how to deal with the aftermath?" asked the little emperor.

"The Central Plains has a vast array of things and many strong people. Even though we have lost some things temporarily, as time goes by, we can naturally take back those things." Shi Yanwen said.

"How can there be such a simple truth?" the little emperor shook his head.

"Your Majesty, this is a very simple thing. If something does not belong to you, then abandon it and replace it with a new one. Some things are better with friendly countries than with family slaves." Shi Yanwen said in a deep voice.

This seems to be the cry of Confucians.

It is better to have friends than to have slaves.

In Shi Yanwen's eyes, Zhu Wushi was the slave of the little emperor.

If he wants to steal the throne, he will commit the crimes of the following crimes.

"It's better to be with a friendly country than with a slave." The little emperor murmured to himself.

"Your Majesty, the Lord of Langya Pavilion is nothing. After all, he is just a man from the martial arts world. The Lord of God is the real big trouble. If he made up his mind to rebel, half of the Ming Dynasty would immediately fall. Now the Lord of God's attitude has become increasingly obvious, and we should make a decision early." Shi Yanwen said.

"Master Shi, if the war is really about to begin, how sure are you to clean up the mess?" asked the little emperor.

"At least 70% sure." Shi Yanwen said without hesitation.

The little emperor took a deep breath and said, "I understand, give me some time to think about it."

"Yes, then I will take my leave first." Shi Yanwen bowed, not allowing the little emperor to see the fleeting gloom in his eyes.

Shi Yanwen said that since Zhao Hao endured for five years, he must have had a lot of plans.

But Shi Yanwen endured it for more than five years?

What is he planning?
Chapter completed!