Chapter 69: Crossing the River with Eagle Sauce
Hearing Li Shimin's roar, a question mark appeared in Li Xiang's head.

What's going on?

He immediately walked into the Lizheng Hall, and happened to see a pen flying towards him.

Reaching out his hand, Li Xiang grabbed the pen.

"Aung, what happened?" he asked with concern.

Seeing that it was Li Xiang coming, Li Shimin nodded at him, handed the memorial in his hand to Li Xiang, still cursing angrily.

"Look for yourself. Baekje is just a tiny country. I will destroy it sooner or later!"

Li Xiang took the memorial, which roughly stated that Baekje King Ui Ja did not listen to the advice of the Tang envoy, insisted on personally conquering Silla, and colluded with Goguryeo and Japan.

Relying on the high mountains and long roads, he completely disregarded the Tang Dynasty.

This matter is not small, after all, it concerns the reputation of the Tang Dynasty.

Damn it, you dare not listen to Datang now. I dare not imagine what you will do in the future.

In fact, the feud between Baekje and Silla cannot be blamed on Baekje. After all, when the two countries joined forces to deal with Goguryeo, Silla suddenly stabbed the other party in the back and captured the king alive, which was quite like the rats of the Sun family.

But these have nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty. After all, in the eyes of a great empire like the Tang Dynasty, if loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.

In comparison, this obedient Silla is the good dog...and good friend of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Xiang put the memorial back on the table. Li Shimin saw it and snorted, "Have you finished reading it? What do you think?"

idea?

What can I say? Say, Aung, you want to send your invincible Mongolian navy to land in Incheon?
"I suggest that Aung should not get angry." Li Xiang spread his hands.

"Why?" Li Shimin raised his eyebrows.

"Being furious over such a thing but not being able to raise an army to punish the culprit would make you look like an incompetent rage."

Li Xiang's tone was flat, highlighting the fact that he was so angry that he wanted to kill himself.

Li Shimin thought that Li Xiang would have ten thousand ways to answer, but he didn't expect that he chose the most irritating way.

You know what, after being tricked by his words, Old Li was so angry that he laughed.

"So according to you, I should just pretend nothing happened?"

"What else? Do you plan to send a navy to land in Silla and send a large army to help them fight, or do you plan to crush Goguryeo from land and target Baekje?"

Li Xiang scratched his head. In the 16th year of Zhenguan, the navy was still in its infancy. It would have to wait until around the 18th year of Zhenguan to form a complete combat capability.

When Old Li heard this, his throat choked.

This is true, but why is it so choking?
Seeing that Li Shimin's face was getting darker and darker, Li Xiang changed the subject and said, "There is actually a better way to deal with this situation."

"Tell me." Li Shimin said with a hum.

"As far as my grandson knows, the power of Baekje has been controlled by the 'Six Japheonghui Group' composed of eight noble families in the past few years. Last year, after the death of Baekje King Mu, the crown prince Buyeo Uiji ascended the throne. He used a coup d'état to exile more than 40 nobles including the internal secretary Pyeonggimi who opposed his ascension to the throne."

When Li Xiang said this, Li Shimin suddenly asked, "How did you know that?"

He had only heard fragments of this kind of thing, not as detailed as what Li Xiang described.

"I just know..." Li Xiang said mysteriously.

Li Shimin did understand a little. Could it be that it was taught by Emperor Kangxi in a dream?
It must be so. Apart from the Emperor Shengzu, who else could have such omnipotent abilities?

Thinking of this, Li Shimin asked with some testing intention: "Then why did you mention these nobles?"

"The reason is simple. No one can resist the temptation of power." Li Xiang smiled and said, "In my grandson's opinion, it is better to support these exiled nobles, give them money, give them weapons, support them in armed rebellion, and give them a declaration that can mobilize the people... Well, let's call it 'Fengtian Jingnan'..." You see, does this method look familiar?

Cross the river by feeling the eagle sauce!
But this title...

Zhu Laosi: (｀⌒メ)
After hearing Li Xiang's words, Li Shimin couldn't help but tremble.

Damn, a road I never imagined.

For so many years, the Tang Dynasty has always fought wars with the Emperor's Earth-Smashing Fist. Anyone who disagrees will be beaten to a pulp with just one punch. How could they have ever had such an idea?

But then comes another question.

He tapped the table unconsciously. "Your idea is good, but how can we get in touch with these exiled nobles?"

"You are the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. You should be the one to consider this, right?"

Li Xiang said this very tactfully, almost asking directly "Where is your spy agency?"

In fact, Li Xiang really misunderstood Li Shimin. The so-called "Li Jing Men" and "The Bad Guys" are all artistic creations of later generations. Li Jing Men does not exist, it is completely made up by Zhihu netizens; and the Bad Guys... are actually a bit like temporary urban management workers.

If such an institution really existed, would Wu Zetian have bothered to set up the "Bronze Box" system of informing?
Li Shimin also misunderstood. He thought that Li Xiang was not familiar with the court and did not know how to make suggestions.

Forget it, I'll just figure this problem out myself, Lao Li thought.

Once the misunderstanding occurs between the two parties, the topic will be diverted.

"Of course, there is actually another way, but it takes a longer time to take effect. However, it is very easy to use and can be used in any country." Li Xiang suddenly said.

Since you want to touch the Eagle Sauce, then do it to the end.

"Tell me about it." Li Shimin became interested.

Li Xiang pondered for a moment and said, "It just so happens that my grandson has almost mastered the printing technology recently. Why not... make some magazines?"

"What is a magazine?" Li Shimin asked with a frown. It was the first time he heard of this term.

Li Xiang organized his words and tried to speak in a way that Li Shimin could understand: "You can think of it as a collection of essays like an anthology, but with new ones published regularly. The court can organize a group of writers to write articles specifically for each issue of the magazine, including political commentaries, academic articles, etc., and add some obviously suggestive texts."

"This will make readers admire the culture of the Tang Dynasty and wish to become Tang people immediately and enjoy the grace of the Tang Dynasty..."

Datang Yilin, start!
Li Shimin understood what Li Xiang said.

As one of the rare wise leaders in history, he grasped the key point at once.

"Your idea is very good, very good..."

Li Shimin stood up and paced back and forth.

To take a step back, even if it is impossible to cause any substantial damage to other countries, it would be great to train some traitors who will say "Heavenly soldiers, please come here" at that time.

"But... misleading text?" Old Li frowned. "What kind of text can be called 'misleading text' as you said?"

"Then... shall I demonstrate it to you?"

Li Xiang asked tentatively. He knew that talking alone was useless and he still had to demonstrate it. There happened to be paper and pen nearby.

Li Shimin waved at him and said, "Come here, Xiang'er. I'll grind some ink for you. Write it down and show it to me."

Li Xiang suddenly felt proud.

My treatment is much better than Li Bai's...

(End of this chapter)