Chapter 655 The Emperor is seriously ill The first morning court session after Zhu Yuanzhang recovered his health. The border war has become a heavy stone placed on the table, weighing people down and making them breathless. "The border situation is urgent and the Japanese pirates are rampant. It's only a few days before they come ashore and plunder the people." A court official said anxiously. Zhu Yuanzhang sat quietly at the table and the dragon throne with a stern expression. He was not affected at all by the embarrassment of the court officials, and he had already made up his mind to deal with the serious corruption. But he took a deep breath and slowly said, "Where is the national teacher?" The voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, causing the powerful officials to fall silent. Ling Chi walked slowly out of the crowd. He was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, without a trace of sharpness, but he had a majesty that could not be ignored. Your Majesty, the Imperial Master has come up with a good plan. Lin Che's voice was calm, but it added a touch of unquestionable power. A gleam of light flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes. Oh, what good plan do you have? Let me hear it.

The Japanese pirates invaded our border with great audacity, but the reason they were able to succeed time and time again was that they had an insider. Lin Che's voice was neither hurried nor slow. I have secretly sent people to track their activities at sea. After careful analysis, I found that the reason why the vortex was able to appear and disappear so suddenly was that the officials of the Ming Dynasty were secretly colluding with it. There was another commotion in the crowd. Everyone was whispering to each other, with many suspicious and doubtful looks cast at each other. However, Zhu Yuanzhang was full of trust. He said calmly, "Lin Che, I and the people are watching you." Lin Che bowed slightly, looking calm, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry." He said that a countermeasure had been found. On the night before, taking advantage of the confident and reckless nature of the Japanese pirates, Lin Che secretly instilled false information into the spies who had already infiltrated the Japanese pirates and deliberately leaked it. The Ming Dynasty will have a fire ship crossing the East China Sea one day. The Japanese pirates' maritime activities are mostly for financial gain, and what the national teacher Lin Che said was undoubtedly the most lucrative show, disappearing like a spark in a minute, soon aroused the interest of the Japanese pirates' leaders. They were greedy and adventurous, just as Lin Che expected, and were easily hooked. On the legendary day, the Japanese pirates arrived as expected, full of greed and fanaticism, carrying iron blood and notoriety, and thinking they were the plunderers of this ocean. However, they did not realize that beneath the seemingly lonely fireship, there were a large number of elite Ming naval forces hidden. Under Lin Che's arrangement, these naval forces had been quietly prepared for unstoppable warfare. The leader of the Japanese pirates approached the cargo ship quickly by boat. He laughed loudly and was ready to go. At the moment when they were about to board the ship, a thunderous fighting spirit erupted in the sea, and the Ming navy surged out like the first version of a sea cucumber, surrounding them like a dragnet. The battle was fierce, but in the face of thorough preparation and accurate intelligence, the Japanese pirates were like flies without a head. Luanchuan, the famous Japanese pirate leader, had to fall into the hands of the national teacher in shock and fear. After the battle, on the turbulent deck of the ship, the national teacher Lin Che stood in it, his clothes fluttering, but his expression was so calm. He turned his head to look at the tied Japanese pirate leader and said lightly, "He behind you, Lin Che already knew it." But he didn't expect them to be so easily trapped. After Zhu Yuanzhang got Zhang Baohou, he couldn't help but have people write Lin Che's name in front of the emperor, and repeatedly praised: "Lin Che, you are really a pillar of the country." In this way, under the superb wisdom and careful planning of Guozhi Lin Che, the Ming Dynasty once again consolidated its coastal defenses. The soldiers exposed the traitors in the court in one fell swoop. The joy of victory had not yet completely faded, but the capital of the Ming Dynasty ushered in new waves. Zhu Yuanzhang was the one who carried the destiny of the country and was shrouded in a splendid halo. However, when good news came frequently, the emperor's condition suddenly worsened. The imperial doctors in the palace surrounded the bed, their faces like the gloomy winter sky, heavy and blocking out the sun. In the silent ward, Zhu Yuanzhang's breathing was heavy and noisy, and to the ears of others, every breath was a moment of silence filled with gravel. Imperial Master Lin Che stood aside, his eyes containing the calmness of the deep sea, but everyone knew that beneath this peaceful appearance, his heart must be surging with turbulent waves. Zhu Yuanzhang's illness was not only related to the life and death of one person, but also the possible shock of Cao Ju coming from the deep-seated power reorganization. Zhu Yuanzhang's clear eyes revealed a hint of fatigue. Lin Che, I don't have much time left. Lin Che looked slightly dead. Your Majesty, I will definitely find a good prescription for your recovery. Zhu Yuanzhang forced a grin and said, "I believe you," with endless trust in his tone. Outside the sickbed, the power structure in the palace was already surging with undercurrents. Many members of the royal family and powerful officials who still coveted power were trying to use this sudden change to quietly expand their power. The national teacher Lin Che was inciting a civil rebellion. At such a critical moment, he had to protect both the stability of the court and Zhu Yuanzhang's health at the same time. Like mushrooms after rain, all kinds of rumors spread in the capital. Everyone in the palace was talking about the upcoming great changes. Lin Che excluded his trustworthy disciples and lurked in every corner of the union, collecting every bit of intelligence that might influence the situation. On a cold night, Lin Che hid in a secret room in the National Master's Mansion, stroking a pearl on the table thoughtfully. This pearl was once a water god item from a foreign envoy and had a great connection with Li Xun's scream. Lin Che raised his head and looked at a mysterious man in black in front of him with a flickering gaze. "Have you found out?" The man in black bowed respectfully, "Imperial Master, after layers of investigation, I have reason to believe that the worsening of His Majesty Zhu Yuanzhang's spitting condition this time is not accidental." Lin Che slowly closed his eyes. As expected, it was expected. His voice was steady and deep, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of the deep sea, low and full of infinite power. So, what should we do, the man in black asked. Lin Che opened her eyes, her eyes gleaming like a Korean star, We need manpower. Stabilize the Cao situation and at the same time secretly investigate to find out the person behind the scenes. The man in black nodded and turned to receive the instructions from the confident imperial teacher. Lin Che's eyes followed his back and looked through the window at the magnificent imperial city outside which was slowly declining into dimness. His heart was surging like the waves. The next morning, the sky was bright and clear. Lin Che arrived at the palace early. The imperial garden along the way was still so quiet and beautiful, which seemed to have nothing to do with the turbulent Cao situation. But Lin Che knew in his heart that all this calmness was just the tranquility before the storm. In the corridor of the palace, he came across several eunuchs who were discussing the changes in Director Cao. Lin Che walked past them calmly with his hands behind his back, but he could clearly hear their conversation. These people might not understand that every word they said could bring about a risky change in Director Cao. In front of the sickbed, Lin Che once again faced Zhu Yuanzhang, his face pale, but his eyes still had that firmness. He whispered: "Your Majesty, the mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty cannot be directed by others. Please give your direction. Although the people in the Cao Bureau are panicked, I will definitely be able to appease them." (End of this chapter)