Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 839 Undercurrent
In the city of Bianjing, spring is in full swing, but it cannot conceal the undercurrents surging in the city.

Meng Yutong sat quietly in the secluded courtyard. When the news from the southeast front came, a look of joy involuntarily appeared on her face.

After lying dormant, the Wu State finally showed its fangs and launched a surprise attack on the Song Dynasty.

Three years, for ordinary people, may be just a blink of an eye, but for Meng Yutong, it is a long period of forbearance and planning.

She was like a cheetah lurking in the dark, quietly waiting in the prosperous capital of Bianjing. For three years, she had never stepped out of the city gate, but her wisdom and strategy had penetrated into every corner of the city like a thread.

The Chamber of Commerce, street gangs, and even some seemingly insignificant corners have quietly become chess pieces in her hands, waiting for that day when they will be able to exert amazing power.

She knew very well that these various groups of people alone could not shake the iron-clad imperial guards and court of the Song Dynasty.

However, wise men are good at taking advantage of opportunities, and now is the golden opportunity. When the Song Kingdom faces unprecedented crises and challenges, it is time for Meng Yutong to stir up trouble and overturn the world.

"Su Chen, you really didn't let me down." There was a complex light flashing in Meng Yutong's eyes, which showed both admiration for her beloved and expectations for the future.

"You acted faster than I expected. This time, let's unite the north and south to bring the Song Dynasty to its knees."

In her heart, there is endless anger and hatred.

Because the Song Dynasty destroyed her homeland, imprisoned her people, and allowed the Song soldiers to trample, burn, kill and plunder in Shu, causing suffering to the people of Shu.

Now, Meng Yutong also wants to make those Song people and Zhao royal family members taste the pain of losing everything and becoming prisoners.

However, it would be a pipe dream for Meng Yutong, a princess of a fallen country, to overthrow the huge Song Dynasty with her own strength alone.

But fortunately, she had the solid backing of the Wu State. Its booming military strength, as well as the endless financial and human support like rivers, allowed her to see the dawn of victory.

In today's Bianjing City, the power that Meng Yutong can mobilize cannot be underestimated. Whether it is the mixed gangs in the streets and alleys, the power struggles in the officialdom, or even the iron-blooded camp of the Imperial Guards, or even the unfathomable inner court of the imperial palace, her spies are quietly lurking, like an invisible net, tightly covering the entire Bianjing.

Meng Yutong's lips curled up into a faint smile, which showed both longing for the future and emotion for the past. She knew very well that when Wu's army arrived at the gates of the city, it would be her time to turn from the dark to the light and fight side by side with Su Chen.

She really missed Su Chen. Over the years, she had been able to survive alone in a foreign country. On the one hand, it was because of her hatred for the Song Dynasty, and on the other hand, it was because of her longing and affection for Su Chen.

Now, all this is about to become a reality, how can she not be happy and look forward to her reunion with Su Chen?
"Pass the order down and start the 'Dragon Slaying' plan immediately." Meng Yutong's voice was low and firm, like a cold light in the cold night, cutting through the silent air. "We must guide public opinion more skillfully and let the rumors spread like wildfire. Let's say that Prince of Jin Zhao Guangyi is deeply favored by the emperor and is very likely to become the new crown prince of the Song Dynasty."

Her eyes sparkled with wisdom and cunning, as if they could see into the depths of people's hearts.

"Remember, you must not make a sound, but you must accurately and accurately infiltrate this information into every corner like a gentle rain. We must expand Zhao Guangyi's ambitions and let him feel that the pinnacle of power is within his reach. At the same time, we must also let people like Zhao Pu and Zhao Dezhao smell the breath of danger and force them to take action."

"In this way," Meng Yutong chuckled. In her laughter, she showed both control over the situation and expectations for the future. "The conflict between Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Pu and Zhao Dezhao will continue to escalate and erupt. And we only need to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. When the time is right, we can reap the benefits."

This was also what Su Chen had told her before they left. Zhao Kuangyin was a wise ruler who could stabilize the country, expand territory, complete the great cause of unification, and create a dynasty that would last for two or three hundred years. He was a great man. Even if Su Chen faced Zhao Kuangyin, he might not be able to defeat him. This was related to his ability, talent, and luck.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Kuangyin was the favored son of heaven and the king of the plane of this era, carrying the aura of an emperor.

On the surface, it is a war between two countries and a confrontation of personal abilities, but in fact, there are also metaphysical factors, a struggle for national destiny, the luck of the leaders of both sides, and their virtuous character and foundation.

But Su Chen knew very well that the only person who could put an end to Zhao Kuangyin in this era was Zhao Guangyi!
Regardless of whether the truth behind the axe sound and candlelight was that Zhao Guangyi killed his brother, the result is that after Zhao Guangyi accompanied Zhao Kuangyin for drinking that night, Zhao Kuangyin died suddenly that night. The transfer of imperial power benefited Zhao Guangyi, while Zhao Kuangyin's two sons did not have a good end. These are historical facts.

Su Chen also felt that there was a hidden truth here, so he had to promote the conflict between the brothers Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Kuangyin in order to end Zhao Kuangyin's destiny and life.

"Yes!" Some spies went to carry out the mission.

After Meng Yutong arranged this matter, he also sent people to deliver intelligence to Northern Han, hoping that Northern Han would send troops to harass the border and tie up the energy of the Song Dynasty court.

Regardless of whether the Northern Han actually sent troops to attack the Northern Song Dynasty, as long as the Northern Han expanded in its own territory, recovered lost territory, and caused some impact on the Song army, it would cause trouble for the Song Dynasty.

After making these arrangements, Meng Yutong changed her appearance and went to the mansion of Lord Meng Houzhu. As a food delivery person, she glanced at her father, brother and others from a distance. She resisted the urge to recognize them and then left.

Now is not the time to recognize each other, and there is no point. As long as she knows that her parents and brothers are alive and not abused, that's enough. She will wait for the Wu army to conquer the city of Bianjing, and she will naturally send someone to pick up her parents and others.

After leaving the Marquis' Mansion, Meng Yutong walked on the bridge over the Bian River and looked at the prosperous city of Tokyo Bianliang. There were large and small ships carrying grain into the city of Bianjing.

Because the population of Bianjing City exceeded one million, plus some mobile population such as traveling merchants, the actual number of people was even higher, and daily food consumption was a big problem.

With the current granary storage in Bianjing City, there is only enough reserve for three months. Meng Yutong had sent people to investigate this before.

If they managed to cut off the supply of grain and grass from outside to Bianliang, and then burned down the granaries in the city, the huge city of Bianliang would fall into a panic of food shortage.

Meng Yutong was cheered up and immediately thought of a plan that could cause great trouble to the Song Dynasty.

So, she met with several leaders of the spy groups again using a special code.

"Chief, we are sending people to spread the news. Why did you ask us to come here so quickly? Is there anything else you want us to do?"

After meeting Meng Yutong, some leaders of spy groups asked what the next task would be.

Meng Yutong nodded, her eyes grim, and said: "The grain stored in Bianjing is only enough for the population of Bianjing to use for three months. As long as we send people to buy grain at a high price and spread the word that timber in Beijing is expensive, so that many grain-carrying ships will transport timber to Beijing, we will buy all the grain. If we can hold out for more than two months, there will be a food shortage in Dongjing City. By then, the situation in the court will be unstable, which will affect Zhao Kuangyin's mood on the front line, and the army will inevitably be unstable."

"What a good plan!" Everyone exclaimed, showing excitement, admiring the viciousness of Meng Yutong's plan.