Chapter 640: Diplomatic Mission to Nampang Zhu Yuanzhang trusted him, but to the numerous officials in the court, the power in his hands was nothing more than a delicious lamb for their own began to watch each other covetously, to engage in intrigue and to form secret alliances. Trying to seize a place from the national teacher. Lin Che sat at the desk, coughed lightly, and ordered Xu Liang to come and see him. Xu Liang is an elegant middle-aged official. He is indifferent but talented, and is deeply favored by Lin Che. “Mr. Xu, have you heard anything about what happened in the court recently?” Lin Che’s tone was calm, but his eyes were filled with sharp and dazzling stars. Xu Liang bowed slightly. "To reply to the Imperial Master, there are indeed some noises that have reached my ears. Those ministers are trying to jointly challenge the Imperial Master's power, and they even go so far as to spread rumors and frame the Imperial Master for an unjust act." Lin Che smiled, and that smile was filled with deep meaning, "Conspiracies and intrigues have always been the unchanging melody of the court. It's just that this time, some people seem to have forgotten who conducted this movement." Xu Liang lowered his head and echoed: "The Imperial Master is wise, but how should this play end?" The national teacher put down the thermos in his hand, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"With the power of arms and the wisdom of counsel, we will allow these ministers to assert themselves and expose their own deeds." Xu Liang was sincerely convinced, and felt that the national teacher in front of him was indeed worthy of his reputation. He knew very well that Lin Che was not only well versed in the mystical arts, but also a beacon of the political situation. Near the end of the year. Zhu Yuanzhang held a palace banquet to celebrate, and Lin Che knew that this would be the best stage to show herself. In the cold night, the stars twinkled, hanging in the sky above the palace. When the banquet was held, the inner court was brightly lit and full of colors. But when Zhu Yuanzhang took his seat with the empress and all the civil and military officials bowed their heads in submission, Lin Che walked into the hall calmly, his eyes as deep and calm as the autumn lake. At the banquet, officials drank happily and toasts were heard one after another. Li Yue, a close minister of the emperor, started a conversation about state affairs while drinking heavily. "I wonder if you have heard that a warning came from a vassal state on the border, saying that the Imperial Master of the Great Ming intends to negotiate peace with foreign countries alone. Could it be that the Imperial Master intends to monopolize diplomatic power?" After hearing this, Lin Che smiled slightly. He realized that the trap he had set was finally coming to an end. He slowly stood up and said to the emperor in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, I have this matter to deal with as the envoy's mission." After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly with a look of satisfaction on his face. The officials who were watching on the side exchanged suggestive glances, at a loss as to what to do. Among the guests, Lin Che was watching the wine table closely with unfathomable eyes. His gaze finally stopped on a seemingly idle servant. It was the spy he cleverly arranged beside Li Yue. The servant understood, took out a stack of documents and handed them to Li Yue. The document recorded the details of Li Yue's correspondence with several other nobles. The details were dense and the crimes were obvious. The Imperial Master smiled faintly and said, "May I ask Lord Li whether this book is true or not?" Li Yue's face turned pale and he was speechless. The emperor watched coldly and his ministers were in an uproar. The Imperial Master remained calm. He pleaded with the emperor: "The safety of the country is no joke."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in agreement, and immediately ordered the Jinyiwei to arrest Li Yue and other officials involved. Lin Che stroked his hair gently. All of this was just like the chess game he had planned in advance, which ended calmly. Although the banquet came to an end, Zhu Yuanzhang felt relieved. He looked at Lin Che deeply. The calmness and insightful eyes of the Imperial Master instantly dispelled his inner anxiety. That night, the night sky of the capital was cold and vast. The palace rumors and conspiracies that were cut off by the imperial teacher's words seemed to dissipate with the night wind. On the southern frontier, the sun is scorching, the heat waves are rolling, and a wave of independence is rising quietly above this loess. This is a small state in the Ming Dynasty. In this remote area, people live a simple and hard life and are not concerned about war. Lin Che, the national teacher, is not only proficient in Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, but also has a clear understanding of the hearts and interests of the people in the court. He was participating in an important matter in the imperial city when he heard the news of the knife. He remained calm, but the waves in his heart were like a raging storm. “Lin Che, what do you think we should do about this?” In the secret room, Zhu Yuanzhang weighed every word, every word was like a chess piece. He knew that the imperial teacher was extraordinary. This issue is exactly the moment to test his political wisdom. Lin Che's fingers tapped lightly on the dark tabletop. His tone was calm, yet revealed deep confidence: "Your Majesty, there may be a dragon lurking behind this storm, and it is not a good thing." "Hmm?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows. "Master, what you mean is..." "This turmoil was not caused by the small country's original intention." Lin Che spoke slowly, his voice echoing in the spacious secret room like the sound of an ancient bell. "There must be a shadow of foreign forces involved." Zhu Yuanzhang looked thoughtful, and after a moment of silence he said, "What good ideas do you have?" Lin Che stood up with a smile, holding a simple bamboo scroll in his hand. His voice was calm and firm: "Returning to the embrace of the Ming Dynasty is not a one-day job. This matter requires a slow and steady approach. I need to go to the southern border and have a face-to-face meeting with the monarch of the small country. With the help of the Ming Dynasty's grace and power, I have my own way to make him wake up." Lin Che's tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable strength. Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a while. This was the first time he heard the imperial teacher suggest using diplomatic skills. He nodded and said: "Okay, Jiuquan will have full authority to handle this matter. I trust you." Lin Che asked and bowed, then turned and disappeared behind the secret door of the secret room. A few days later, in an ancient palace in the southern border, Lin Che, dressed in blue, faced the young monarch of a small southern country, an ambitious but inexperienced young man. The monarch's eyes were full of vigilance and curiosity. He observed the legendary state teacher, trying to find out something from his eyes. "Are you Lin Che, the imperial teacher of the Ming Dynasty?" he asked tentatively. Lin Che nodded, without any fluctuation in his eyes, and replied calmly, "It is me." “I feel extremely honored that the Ming imperial master has come to our country in person,” the young monarch said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"But this cannot change our determination to seek independence." Lin Che did not avoid the monarch's sharp edge, but slowly said: "The monarch is young and energetic, and his heart for the country and the people is really amazing, but how can he insist on going his own way in seeking independence?" The young king showed displeasure on his face, but the determination in his eyes became more and more obvious: "Does the Imperial Master mean that we should always submit to the Ming Dynasty's control?" Lin Che shook his head gently. "The Ming Dynasty lasted for thousands of years and was well-ordered. There must be a reason for this. Otherwise, our conversation will turn into a narration of the future alliance between the two sides." (End of this chapter)