Munitions Empire-Chapter 872 - 798 a chance encounter_4

Chapter 872: 798 a chance encounter_4 Chapter 872: 798 a chance encounter_4 The hotel in Chang’an City is quite prestigious, with elaborate and meticulously crafted decor throughout—details that go without saying.

However, Zhao Yu was in no mood to pay attention to these things. The surprises on his journey had already been plentiful. His focus was elsewhere, so he barely glanced around as he passed through the corridor and stopped in front of an inconspicuous door.

After a knock on the door behind him and receiving permission from someone inside, he pushed the door open and entered. The two Guards following him remained stationed on either side of the doorway, not entering.

In the room, Zhao Yu encountered a middle-aged man, who was brewing tea, the fragrance of the leaves permeating the space.

“Mr. Nangong…” Zhao Yu bowed deeply with utmost respect and began, “After all these years, you still look… just as you did when we first met.”

“You’ve grown up a lot,” Nangong Hong said with a smile, gesturing for Zhao Yu to sit down, and pushed a cup of freshly brewed tea toward him.

Zhao Yu appeared somewhat nervous. He uneasily took the seat opposite Nangong Hong but didn’t lift the steamy cup of tea. He just stared at Nangong Hong, silent for a moment, with nothing but the hush of the room and the wafting heat of the tea between them.

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“You’re more composed now, good,” Nangong Hong finally spoke, offering his assessment of Zhao Yu. After speaking, he picked up his own teacup, gently blew on it, and took a light sip of the clear tea.

“Sir, let’s not speak in riddles. Are you truly willing… to help me?” Zhao Yu deliberated over his words, then asked Nangong Hong.

“Only you can help yourself!” Nangong Hong set down his teacup, fixing his gaze on Zhao Yu’s eyes, and answered with a smile, “What I want to know is… are you ready?”

“Sir! Zhao Yu has always been preparing! The throne of the Dahua Empire should rightfully be mine! That damned Zhao Ji, mediocre and indecisive, hesitates and lacks resolution in every matter, solely relying on the Emperor’s favor to remain in his high position and become the Crown Prince!”

“With your help, taking the Crown Prince’s position would be as easy as turning one’s hand…” Zhao Yu gained confidence as he spoke.

But Nangong Hong promptly interrupted him, “Your Highness! What you aim to take is not merely the position of Crown Prince, but the throne itself… If it were just the mere position of Crown Prince, why would I expend such effort?”

Zhao Yu’s eyes widened, his breath quickening slightly as if the position he’d long dreamed of was already before him: “Mr. Nangong’s lesson is well received! Zhao Yu has learned! Please lend me your support to seize the throne! To become the Emperor of the Dahua Empire! When that time comes, as Emperor of the Dahua Empire, I will form an alliance with you, helping you to reach the pinnacle of authority within the Great Tang Empire! Together, you and I will be powerful allies, invincible in all we do!”

Anxious that Nangong Hong might abandon him, Zhao Yu quickly swore and promised benefits to entice him. Nangong Hong’s expression remained calm and unreadable, as he again pushed the teacup towards Zhao Yu.

Seeing a possibility, Zhao Yu immediately grabbed the teacup and took a sip. The piping hot tea swirled in his mouth—too hot to swallow and too impolite to spit out, Zhao Yu struggled for a moment but finally managed to bear it.

The scalding pain in his mouth did not bother Zhao Yu; on the contrary, it stirred an excitement within him—with the covert support of Nangong Hong, a high official of the Tang Country, Zhao Yu’s further ambitions became practically achievable.

This was also the crucial reason for his previous muttering: once he, with Nangong Hong’s support, became Emperor of the Dahua Empire, and Nangong Hong, with his support, became a powerful minister of the Tang Empire… who would dare to make things difficult for him?

With this thought, a smile appeared on his face, “Mr. Nangong! Since you’ve decided to help me… then, about the specifics of our cooperation?”

“No rush! In the next few days, I will introduce you to some people… for you to meet,” Nangong Hong said, lifting his teacup once more, looking every bit the strategist hidden behind the scenes.