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He was certain that if his daughter Honglian had arrived a moment later, he would have been able to kill Han Feng.
pity.
Backfired.
Ji Wuye pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
"Your Highness, the Prince of Han has now intervened in this matter."
"It will be extremely difficult for us to get rid of Han Feng."
Ji Wuye's face showed helplessness, as if it were true.
Seeing this, Bai Yifei spoke up, "Your Highness, the general is right. If we had known that the Prince of Han favored Han Feng, we would have just taken action first and reported later, eliminating Han Feng without further discussion."
"Unfortunately, we didn't take action against Han Feng immediately."
Bai Yifei's face showed regret.
Upon hearing this, Han An was momentarily at a loss for words to respond to Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei.
If his daughter Honglian hadn't brought the imperial edict today, their scheme would have succeeded.
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89. A secret meeting of three parties to plot the assassination of Han Feng.
After a moment of silence.
Han An looked at Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei and said, "General Ji, General Bai, Han Feng has hidden so many people in Xinzheng City right under our noses."
"It seems that he was already on guard against us."
"Now, it's impossible for us to take action against him within Xinzheng City."
"However, Han Feng absolutely cannot be allowed to stay."
"Have you thought of a way to deal with Han Feng?"
Han An couldn't think of a good way to continue dealing with Han Feng.
Upon hearing this, Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei fell into deep thought.
No one spoke, and the hall fell silent.
Another moment passed.
Ji Wuye raised his eyes and said coldly, "Since the King of Han favors Han Feng, and we have no way to take action against Han Feng in Xinzheng City, we can only take action against Han Feng outside Xinzheng City."
Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"General Ji, what do you mean?"
Han An's eyes lit up as he looked at Ji Wuye expectantly.
Bai Yifei also raised her eyes and looked at Ji Wuye.
"Han Feng cannot stay in Xinzheng City forever."
"The peerage assessment is over, and Han Feng will definitely return to Nanyang City soon."
"At that time, we can ambush him on his inevitable route and kill him."
Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with a cold light.
Upon hearing this, Han An's face immediately lit up with joy.
But then he asked, "General Ji, Han Feng has at least three thousand elite guards by his side. It won't be so easy to intercept and kill them."
Bai Yifei nodded as well.
"General Ji, Han Feng has secretly hidden two thousand elite troops in Xinzheng City to guard against us."
"I'm afraid he's already hidden quite a few men outside of Xinzheng City."
Bai Yifei voiced his guess.
Upon hearing this, Ji Wuye pondered for a moment.
"If that's the case, then we have no choice but to let Han Feng return to Nanyang City."
Ji Wuye seemed to have some regret in his expression.
"That won't do!"
"We absolutely cannot let Han Feng return to Nanyang City."
"If that happens, it will be tantamount to releasing a tiger back into the mountains."
"General Ji, General Bai, is there really no way to get rid of Han Feng?"
Han An looked anxious.
Based on the King of Han's attitude toward Han Feng these past few days, he had some guesses in his mind, believing that the King of Han intended to promote Han Feng.
Furthermore, Han Feng repeatedly embarrassed him, causing him to lose face completely.
With such deep-seated hatred, Han An had no intention of letting Han Feng return to Nanyang City.
Most importantly, Han Feng's talent is becoming increasingly apparent, and his influence is growing stronger day by day.
If Han Feng is allowed to continue to grow stronger, his position as crown prince will be in jeopardy, let alone his chances of inheriting the throne.
There is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation between him and Han Feng.
The hatred of having one's wife stolen is irreconcilable.
“Your Highness, if you really want to get rid of Han Feng, it’s not impossible.”
Ji Wuye remained calm.
"any solution?"
Han An pressed for more information.
Ji Wuye did not respond to Han An immediately, but instead glanced at Bai Yifei.
Then he said quietly, "Regardless of whether Han Feng has hidden troops outside Xinzheng City or not."
"As long as our men are more elite and outnumber his by several times, we will definitely be able to kill Han Feng."
Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with cold light.
"Although the Nanyang City camp is under Han Feng's control, it is absolutely impossible for Han Feng to bring all five thousand soldiers from the Nanyang City camp to Xinzheng City."
"I want to protect Nanyang City, but I also want to protect my own safety."
"I suspect that if Han Feng really has men hidden outside Xinzheng City, then there are definitely no more than three thousand of them."
"The men that Han Feng exposed in Xinzheng City are probably the hidden guards that Lord Han secretly trained and left for Han Feng."
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“Training such elite hidden guards requires a lot of resources.”
"Over the years, we have obtained quite a bit of silver from Lord Han, both openly and secretly."
"Therefore, I guess the number of hidden guards that Lord Han left for Han Feng is definitely no more than five thousand."
Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he voiced his guess.
Upon hearing this, Bai Yifei's eyes flickered as he pondered.
Upon hearing this, Han An frowned deeply: "General Ji, do you mean that Han Feng brought ten thousand elite troops with him to participate in the nobility assessment?"
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Han An couldn't believe it.
“Your Highness, even if it’s not ten thousand, it’s at least eight thousand.”
Ji Wuye's gaze was intense, his expression resolute.
Upon hearing this, Han An's expression turned even more grim.
"Does Han Feng really dare to do such a thing?"
"Does he really intend to usurp the throne and rebel?"
Han An was shocked.
Eight thousand elite troops are not a small number.
The two thousand elite troops that Han Feng exposed in Xinzheng City were enough to make him wary.
The thought that eight thousand elite troops were hidden within Xinzheng City filled Han An with dread and chills.
"General Ji, Han Feng really brought eight thousand elite troops. What is the method you just mentioned for dealing with him?"
Han An looked at Ji Wuye, puzzled.
"That depends on General Bai!"
Ji Wuye looked at Bai Yifei.