Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

A hint of surprise flashed in Asano Wenliang's eyes. He did not expect Song Yuanming's reaction to be so cold. He frowned slightly and re-examined the Prime Minister of the Southern Government sitting opposite him. Song Yuanming's expression remained the same, as if nothing he said could shake him in the slightest.

After a brief silence, Song Yuanming finally spoke, his voice calm and firm. He raised his eyes slightly and looked directly at Asano Wenliang, as if he wanted to see through his inner thoughts.

"As the prime minister of the Southern Government, we know what you said better than you do." Song Yuanming's words revealed a kind of confidence and calmness. "What I hope to hear is your specific plan for the Northern Frontier. I took such a huge risk to meet you. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, you may not be able to leave today. Killing you, the spy chief of Fuso, can also, to a certain extent, improve the image of our Southern Government in the hearts of the people."

His words revealed an unquestionable determination and majesty, as if he was ready to deal with anything. His fingers tapped the teacup lightly, making a rhythmic sound, as if to emphasize his determination.

Asano Wenliang looked at Song Yuanming, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. He understood that the Prime Minister of the Southern Government was not so easy to deal with, and was a complete old fox. He needed to reconsider his plan to ensure that he could give an answer that would satisfy Song Yuanming. At the same time, he was secretly glad that this meeting did not allow him to completely expose his intentions.

He decided to adopt a more cautious strategy to ensure that his plan could be implemented smoothly.

Asano Wenliang nodded slightly, with a smug smile on his face. He slowly took out a stack of documents from the cloth bag he carried with him, and gently touched the edge of the documents with his fingers, as if he was admiring a precious work of art. There was a cunning light in his eyes, as if he had seen the storm his plan had set off in the northern border.

"Although I've been in Hong Kong Island these days, I've been paying close attention to every move of the Northern Frontier government." His voice was low and powerful, as if every word was carefully considered. He looked up at Song Yuanming, his eyes revealing a kind of confidence.

"Su Zhengyang gave up the military power with a toast, directly took away the military power from the local governor, and also overturned and rebuilt the government system with great force. He was very courageous." His words revealed his admiration for Su Zhengyang, but more of his disdain for his strategy. He shook his head slightly, as if he was mocking Su Zhengyang's blindness.

"But he overlooked one point. That is, with such a large-scale reform, who knows how many vested interests have been harmed." There was a sense of sarcasm in his tone, as if hinting to Song Yuanming that the internal situation of Northern Xinjiang was not stable.

"The northern border today seems calm, but in fact it hides an extremely raging storm." His words revealed a sense of mystery and depth, as if he was showing his insight to Song Yuanming.

"If it weren't for the fact that Su Zhengyang's military power is so formidable, I'm afraid someone would have jumped out to stir up trouble a long time ago."

Song Yuanming shook his head slightly with a disdainful smile on his face.

He looked straight at Asano Onryo, his voice firm and powerful: "In this chaotic era, cannons and bullets are the truth! The reason why Su Zhengyang dared to do this is because of the military power in his hands. Aren't you, the Fuso Kwantung Army, like a stray dog, beaten to a pulp by Su Zhengyang? Even you, a well-known spy chief, hid in Hong Kong Island thousands of miles away because you were afraid of the Central Intelligence Agency in the northern border, like a turtle shrinking its head."

His words were like a sharp sword, piercing Asano Wenliang's heart. Asano Wenliang's face suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He did not respond directly to Song Yuanming's ridicule, but took a deep breath, pulled out a sheet from the file, and spread it flat on the table.

"Su Zhengyang came into conflict with a large number of landlords and wealthy families while handling the local government system." Asano Wenliang's voice was low and powerful, as if paving the way for the coming storm. "Many of these local officials have inextricable ties with the governors of various provinces."

As he spoke, he tapped the words on the document with his fingertips, as if every word contained important information.

"As far as I know, He Qiong, the former director of the Houzhou Government Affairs Department, who was ordered by Su Zhengyang himself to have his property confiscated and his family exterminated a month ago, is the brother-in-law of Liang Jiaman, the governor of Houzhou." There was a sinister and cunning tone in his words, as if he was showing Song Yuanming how powerful his intelligence network was.

Throughout the conversation, Asano Atsuyoshi remained calm and confident.

Every movement and expression of his was conveying information to Song Yuanming: he had detailed intelligence and plans, he understood the internal contradictions and conflicts in the northern border, and he had a strategy to let the southern government take the initiative. And all of this would become his bargaining chip to win this game.

"Liang Jiaman doesn't seem to be dissatisfied on the surface. In fact, he has long been dissatisfied with Su Zhengyang's actions, and my people are fully prepared. Liang Jiaman's nephew Liang Xing has never concealed his hatred for Su Zhengyang. As long as my people kill Liang Xing and put the blame on Su Zhengyang, Liang Jiaman and Su Zhengyang will be completely at odds."

"In addition, through my investigation, I found that Chen Tong, the commander of the 109th Division of the Second Army of the Northwest Military Region of Northern Xinjiang, and the son-in-law of Governor An Chengjie, is actually a spy planted by Su Zhengyang. As long as An Chengjie knows the truth, he will be wary of Su Zhengyang."

"In addition, the nephew of Lian Cheng from the Lian family in Jiangzhou was imprisoned for standing up for his friend. He has just been released. His fiancée is actually the flower of the empire cultivated by our Fusang Empire. Under her instigation, Lian Hao's dissatisfaction will continue to grow. Coupled with the old subordinates who lost their status due to the military reform, the whole Jiangzhou will be in a storm in an instant."

A smug smile flashed across Asano Wenliang's lips, and his eyes were filled with cunning.

He gently put down the document in his hand, and looked at Song Yuanming with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart. He said firmly: "Although these things cannot subvert Su Zhengyang's ruling position, they can also make the entire Northern Frontier anxious. Once the war breaks out again, the development of the entire Northern Frontier will immediately stagnate. What do you think of my plan, Prime Minister Song?"

Song Yuanming narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of deep thought. He was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke in a low and powerful voice: "It seems that although Mr. Asano is in Hong Kong Island, he is planning thousands of miles away. Mr. Asano's plan can indeed cause chaos in the northern border to a certain extent."

At this point, Song Yuanming suddenly smiled, his eyes flashing with wit and sharpness. He continued: "But I don't know what Mr. Asano wants to get from the Southern Government?"

There was a deep inquiry in his tone, as if he wanted to uncover the true intentions of Asano Atsuyoshi. He stared at Asano Atsuyoshi, waiting for his answer.