Zhong Lin was a Sichuan-Sichuan general who had truly seen the power of the Liangzhou Army, so he admired and was curious about Liu Zhizhou.
Have been looking forward to it for a long time.
"Master Liu..."
From a distance, I saw Liu Zheng, Qin Changfeng, and Pei Yanran riding towards them.
Zhong Lingang wanted to say hello.
Who would have thought that it would be at this time.
Suddenly, from the crowd of onlookers, a literati in long robes came out, holding a wine jar in his hand, and rushed over with an angry curse: "You are a big traitor and a hypocrite! No one in Shuzhou will welcome you!"
As he said this, a stream of black liquid poured out of the wine jar.
Sprinkle it directly on Liu Zheng.
The whole place was almost silent.
Hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at it dumbfounded.
Air.
It seemed like it solidified in an instant.
...
Jiangzhou City.
After several rounds of negotiations, we finally started.
In the past few days, Jia Shu was really proud. A big victory made him, a man who was almost killed by Ling Chi, suddenly become the master.
On Luohuo's side, there are all kinds of delicious food and drinks waiting for him.
At this time, the situation of the Sichuan-Sichuan War was already clear.
Xie Yang was imprisoned, and Agutuo died in battle...The 150,000 Southern Barbarian troops in Jiangzhou became very embarrassed.
Walk......
Of course I have to go.
However, if they want to leave with dignity, the bargaining chip is the 300,000 people in Jiangzhou City.
However, Jia Shu believes that you are on the losing side.
If you don't pay compensation, forget about ceding the land. What else do you dare to ask of me? My son, Renyi, will give you 50,000 gold coins as military expenses. Go back to your Jiaozhi. Do you still want slaves?
wishful thinking!
this negotiation.
It was Murong Che who came in person to follow Jia Shu.
However, Jia Shu still didn't give any face.
The two sides spent another day arguing, slapping the table and staring.
It's almost dusk.
People on both sides were helpless and desperate, and they were still hungry and thirsty.
Murong Che suddenly laughed and said: "Master Jia is really eloquent, quoting scriptures, and his tongue is as bright as a lotus flower! I am not as good as me! Not as good as us, is this what happened today?"
Everyone also shook their heads.
Another day with no progress...
Jia Shu stood up and smiled coldly: "Mr. Murong, go back and tell your king that if he doesn't have any sincerity, there is no need to waste time here! Jia Shu can just leave!"
"Don't, don't, don't..."
Murong Che smiled and waved his hand: "You all go down! I will accompany Mr. Jia!"
The officials involved in the negotiations said goodbye.
Jia Shu snorted coldly: "Mr. Murong, if we don't agree with each other, what can we do for you and me?" After saying this, he turned and left.
Murong Che didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he hurriedly followed him. When he saw that Jia Shu's carriage had started, he gritted his teeth and jumped on it.
"What are you doing? Get off here!"
Jia Shu cursed loudly.
For a moment, Murong Che's eardrums buzzed.
He looked indifferent and waited for him to finish scolding.
It seems that it is normal for others to hear Jia Shu scolding him like this.
"You, you, why are you so shameless?"
Jia Shu was furious.
Murong Che glanced at the situation on the street outside through the window, and said casually: "Master Jia, do you want to annihilate the Nanman in the city?"
"Get out of here, you, you, you... what did you say?"
Jia Shu could still scold him vigorously, but the more he scolded, the more he felt something was wrong. Then, he looked at Murong Che in disbelief.