Chapter 382 Game between all parties
In Prince Yun's Palace, Su Kai did not fall asleep either.

He sat in his study, playing with a chess piece in his hand, as if thinking about his next move.

His son Su Ye had already received his letter and must have known the whole plan.

He was looking forward to Su Ye's reaction and the final outcome of the game.

At the same time, Daqian Qiandu.

The night was as dark as ink. The lights in the Daqian Palace were dim, and the numerous palaces were looming in the night, as if telling the glory and heaviness of the royal family.

The Daqian Emperor Si Xiaofei stood alone in the imperial study. Beside him, his close companion, the eunuch who had grown up with him, stood quietly with his eyes lowered.

The atmosphere between the two was silent and solemn, as if even the air had frozen.

"The Yellow Turban Army should be entering Qianzhou soon, right?"

Finally, the emperor broke the long silence. His voice was a little confused, yet firm.

Behind the glory of imperial power, the aristocratic families are like ancient trees with tangled roots, deeply rooted in this land. Their lush branches and leaves have already obscured the glory of the royal family.

After several generations of development, the influence of these families in the imperial court has gradually expanded, and they have become a force that cannot be ignored.

However, how can the authority of the royal family be challenged?
The emperor before Si Xiaofei had already noticed the threat from the aristocratic families.

Under this tremendous pressure, the previous emperor and the current emperor of the Daqian Dynasty began to make careful plans, intending to weaken the power of the aristocratic families in order to consolidate the imperial power.

As mentioned before, there was another top war god of the Daqian Dynasty who was taken away by the previous emperor. He was once listed as a national pillar of Daqian together with Nangong Tianxia. He was a prominent representative promoted by the aristocratic family.

His death not only caused the aristocratic family to lose a great general, but also revealed the undercurrent of competition between the royal family and the aristocratic families.

Under the clever calculations of the royal family, this god of war eventually embarked on a path of no return.

His death was like a bright star falling from the sky, shocking the entire Daqian Dynasty.

While the aristocratic families were grieving, they also felt the royal family's determination and power to weaken them.

In the previous arrangements, the royal family demonstrated superb political skills.

Take advantage of the conflicts between the aristocratic families, divide and disintegrate them, and gradually erode the power of the aristocratic families.

The death of this top god of war is a key link in the royal family's plan.

His departure not only weakened the family's military strength, but also dealt a heavy blow to the family psychologically.

Within the royal family, two generations of emperors planned together and took every step carefully.

They knew very well that the power of the aristocratic families should not be underestimated, so they took every step very cautiously, for fear of alerting the enemy.

In this silent contest, the relationship between the royal family and the aristocratic families became increasingly delicate and tense.

As the layout deepened, the aristocratic families began to feel tremendous pressure from the royal family.

They realized that they were gradually falling into a trap set by the royal family.

However, the aristocratic families are not the kind of people who would sit still and wait for death.

He began to actively seek countermeasures, trying to break the royal family's layout and restore the power of the aristocratic family.

The Taiping Rebellion and even the Yellow Turban Rebellion were just the beginning!
Similarly, the aristocratic families were taking advantage of the Yellow Turban Army, and so were the Daqian royal family.

Otherwise, with Daqian's hundreds of years of experience in the five states of the Central Region, how could the Yellow Turban Army have caused such a big disturbance?

He had already been crushed to death in the cradle by Daqian's Xuan Jingsi.

Where do all these things come from!
The Yellow Turban Army was just a sword forged by the Daqian royal family and many of Daqian's noble families.

As for who this knife will hit in the end.

Then it's all up to you.

Hearing Si Xiaofei's words, Oban raised his head slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He was well aware of the emperor's determination, and also understood the heaviness and helplessness behind this decision.

"Your Majesty, this move is extremely risky. If the Yellow Turban Army gets out of control, it may endanger the safety of the entire Daqian." Otomo thought for a moment and said softly.

"Risk? In this world, is there any greater risk than the aristocratic families? They are like a thorn in the flesh, and we can't be happy until we get rid of them!"

"I would rather risk the pain of scraping my bones to heal my wounds than to inflict a heavy blow to these noble families."

Si Xiaofei sneered and rubbed the jade seal in his hand with his fingers.

Otomo remained silent, knowing that the emperor was determined and any persuasion would be futile.

He could only silently support the emperor and accompany him through these difficult years.

"Qianzhou, as the capital of Daqian, is the Qianzhou of the Daqian royal family, and it is also the Qianzhou of many aristocratic families."

"In Qianzhou, where the capital of Daqian is located, the power of the aristocratic families is the strongest! How ridiculous!"

"The Yellow Turban army's attack on Qianzhou this time is to deal a heavy blow to the aristocratic families."

"I want them to know that this world is ultimately mine!"

Si Xiaofei walked to the window, looked at the night outside, and said wistfully.

"Your Majesty, although this move can severely damage the aristocratic families, in the end, it is the countless Daqian people in the five states of Daqian Central Region who will suffer."

Otomo sighed softly.

"I know, but a short pain is worse than a long one."

"For the future of Daqian and the stability of the royal family, I must do this."

The Emperor turned around and looked at Otomo with a determined gaze.

Otomo lowered his head and said nothing more.

He understood the emperor's difficulties and determination, but also knew that he could not change anything.

I can only pray silently, pray that this bone scraping and healing will be successful, and pray that Daqian will usher in a new dawn.

"Soon, soon"

The night wind blew gently, taking away the noise and heat of the day, but it could not take away the tension and excitement of this game of power.

All forces are secretly planning and calculating against each other, just for the final victory.

In this game, only time can tell who will be the real winner.

In the following days, secret letters between Su Ye and Meng Zhang flowed like a stream, constantly discussing the details of the upcoming operation.

The two of them were like two chess masters, planning carefully and taking every step cautiously, just to ensure that their plan went smoothly.

Under Su Ye's strict training, the Cangzhou army is increasingly showing its edge. The soldiers' morale is high, waiting for the moment to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Early in the morning of that day, the sun arrived as promised, and the golden light fell on the majestic pass. The ancient city walls looked even more solemn and majestic in the morning light.

Su Ye stood on the city wall, his armor flashing coldly in the sunlight, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be thirsty for blood.

As the sun slowly rose, the Yellow Turban camp gradually became lively.

The soldiers were busy shuttling between the tents, some were preparing breakfast, some were sharpening their weapons, and there was a tense and orderly atmosphere of preparation for war.

However, beneath this calm surface, there are surging waves hidden.

As the commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turbans, Meng Zhang held a very important position in the army. The false information he deliberately leaked quickly spread in the army.

He claimed that several Daqian generals behind the Cangzhou Army were ready to launch a fierce attack on the rear of the Cangzhou Army at some point, intending to form a two-pronged attack with the Yellow Turban Army.

This news was like a bombshell, causing an uproar in the Yellow Turban Army.

This news will not expose his identity as a traitor. After all, the information this time is true!
It's just for people.
It’s a bit hard to say.

(End of this chapter)