Chapter 339 Control of Korea
Cheng Jiao heard Bai Luan's question.
He casually said, "Do you know that there is an old man in the palace who is the ancestor of King Han?"
Bai Luan asked softly, "Is there a celestial being in the Han royal family?"
She really didn't know that the Korean royal family was protected by an ancestor in the realm of heaven and man, and she couldn't help but think of giving up control of Korea.
The Han royal family with or without a celestial being are two different concepts.
"Yes, he has existed since the founding of Korea. If I am not mistaken, he is not far from death. He will live until the beginning of next spring at the latest."
Bai Luan breathed a sigh of relief. So that was the case. It wouldn't pose any threat to her at all.
"Then Sir, did you bring me here to join forces to kill him?"
Cheng Jiao shook his head slightly: "Why kill him? It's a waste of time. I brought you here because I want you to..."
After a pause, Cheng Jiao continued: "Control South Korea through him. Say hello to him first."
Bai Luan was speechless. What the hell?
You want to take someone else’s property, but you still want to say hello first?
Are you sick?
Cheng Jiao stopped and arrived at the main hall where Mr. Han was meditating.
Bai Luan saw Cheng Jiao stop and looked towards the palace in front of him. The soul perception ability of the heavenly realm slowly spread out, carefully sensing the situation in the hall.
After a breath, Bai Luan frowned slightly.
"Sir, there's no one inside."
Cheng Jiao smiled faintly and said, "A celestial being who is running out of vitality and about to die, in order to delay the loss of vitality, actively closes himself off. It is normal that he cannot sense anything."
Bai Luan nodded slightly. When one reaches the Heavenly Man Realm, unless one uses martial arts such as the Turtle Breathing Technique, it would be difficult not to sense the closeness of one's realm to another.
Cheng Jiao took a deep breath and decided to go in.
Although this is a bit bullying, especially since he is an old man, in order to unify Korea more smoothly, he needs someone here to take control of the overall situation.
Bai Luan is undoubtedly a suitable candidate. As for whether Bai Luan should be handed over to Madam Mingzhu, that is her business. As long as it does not delay the start of the war of unification, South Korea will surrender as soon as it hears the news.
He didn't want to end up like in history, where it took another ten years to unify the seven kingdoms.
It is said that the best strategy is to attack the heart, the middle strategy is to attack the plan, and the worst strategy is to attack the army. For the Qin State, the best thing is for all countries to take the initiative to surrender and actively cooperate.
Cheng Jiao and Bai Luan walked into the hall side by side.
Bai Luan saw an old man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in a remote place at the end of the hall.
Cheng Jiao strolled up to Mr. Han.
He whispered, "Old man, I'm here to see you."
Old Han's eyelids moved, but he didn't open them or speak.
Seeing that Mr. Han didn't respond, Cheng Jiao was just about to pat him when a hoarse voice was heard.
"Don't touch me. If you have something to say, say it quickly. I want to live a few more days."
Cheng Jiao smiled awkwardly. He had forgotten that the old man now had difficulty moving his mouth or opening his eyes.
In other words, it was not so much that it was strenuous, but rather that every movement consumed his limited vitality.
Cheng Jiao waved his hand, signaling Bai Luan to come over.
"Old sir, this is Bai Luan, the only female marquis in Korea. What do you think of her? Is she suitable for managing Korea?"
Old Han opened one eye and looked at the extremely cold and beautiful Bai Luan.
"You are Bai Luan, is your father still alive? How many years has he been dead?"
Bai Luan's eyes narrowed slightly. This old guy seemed to know her father. It couldn't be true as Cheng Jiao said, that he had lived from the founding of Korea to the present.
"My father died thirty years ago."
Han Lao's withered face moved, "Alas, I taught him the Ice Internal Force when he was a child."
Bai Luan was stunned. She didn't expect that the Bai family's martial arts, the Ice Internal Energy, was taught by this person. "I didn't expect that in just over 20 years, the Bai family would have a genius. Han An, that guy, didn't even receive any news. He's too incompetent. I've long seen that this guy only knows how to calculate, but not how to make plans. Korea will eventually perish in his hands."
Cheng Jiao coughed lightly and said, "If you think Bai Luan is capable, then Korea will be handed over to her."
Mr. Han was silent for a long time: "Remember your promise to protect the Han royal family. I have a good impression of Han Fei."
He believed that as long as Han Fei was there, based on Han Fei's abilities, he would be given a fiefdom even if Qin was unified.
By then, South Korea will be reborn in a new way, but it will change from respecting Zhou to respecting Qin.
Cheng Jiao nodded: "No problem."
"I hope so. Korea will be handed over to this girl. As for the royal family, I will explain it to Han Wangan."
Old Han showed no emotion, and did not seem too sad that the country of Korea, which he had protected for two hundred years, was handed over to outsiders so easily.
Bai Luan chuckled and said, "Senior, Han Fei's sister, Princess Honglian, has a close relationship with you, so you don't have to worry."
“Haha, I can’t see it.”
Cheng Jiao saw that Old Han showed a rare trace of relief, and he was sure in his heart that the old man didn't know about his affair with Concubine Hu and Madam Mingzhu.
Otherwise, he might have to be silenced right now.
Afterwards, Cheng Jiao and Bai Luan came out.
The reason he came here was to solve the last obstacle.
No matter how decadent the Korean royal family is, it is still a royal family of a country and possesses considerable power and influence.
If you force your way through it, there will be many twists and turns.
Besides, this old man is not bad, so Cheng Jiao thinks he can try through Old Han to make Han Wangan, his future father-in-law, be more sensible and live a few more years.
After leaving the palace, Bai Luan looked at the sun that was about to set and whispered, "Raincoat Man, do you need me to catch him for you?"
Cheng Jiao pondered and said, "It is better to do it now than to wait for a day. The palace is not far from Zi Lan Xuan. Let's go there and see how the Yin family hid in Zi Lan Xuan."
He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly and that Mr. Han would be so willing to help him control Korea.
There was still plenty of time, enough for him to deal with the matter of the straw raincoat man today.
He also wanted to see what this straw raincoat man, or the future King Xin of Han, looked like.
Bai Luan and Cheng Jiao were both top masters of the time, and it was easy for them to sneak into Zi Lan Xuan without alerting anyone.
Cheng Jiao looked at Zi Lan Xuan, which was exactly the same as before but even more magnificent, and couldn't help but smile.
He was impressed by the fact that Zi Nu was able to rebuild Zi Lan Xuan in just one month.
After all, he had already confronted Ye Mu, and he was still able to openly establish Zi Lan Xuan in Xinzheng, which obviously showed that he had gone through a lot of bargaining.
Everyone knows that Zilanxuan in Xinzheng is the stronghold of Liusha in Xinzheng.
Cheng Jiao passed by several guest rooms silently and suddenly stopped.
Parrot song?
Why is she here?
Bai Luan saw Cheng Jiao stop and whispered, "Did you find it?"
Cheng Jiao shook his head slightly: "You go and look for it first. I have something to do. When you find it, don't do anything yet. Come here and report to me."
Bai Luan glanced into the room and saw a pure and pretty woman sorting bamboo slips.
There is no telling what Cheng Jiao might do.
He cursed him in his heart as a lecher, then walked away from Cheng Jiao and went to find out where the man in the straw raincoat was.
The Straw Raincoat Man not only betrayed Bai Yifei, but also betrayed her.
Naturally, she would not miss the opportunity to kill the traitor.
(End of this chapter)