Chapter 1129 The world's first martial arts tournament!
After calling Zhao Yun, Jiang Siming didn't say anything to compliment him. He just asked a few questions and let Zhao Yun go.
He is different from other princes. Other princes use their eloquence, all kinds of licking-dog attributes, and all kinds of treasures and status to win over talents.
Liu Bei won't talk about it, this girl is a professional dog licker.
When he first asked Xu Shu to be his military advisor, Xu Shu didn't want to serve him, but the girl cried and howled, and finally knelt down to beg Xu Shu to come out of the mountain.
When looking for Zhuge Liang, they even visited the thatched cottage three times. The two loyal Guan Zhang didn't care about their feelings and only wanted to curry favor with Zhuge Liang.
Boss Cao is also a dog licker. He wants to win over Guan Yu, so he gives away beauties and red rabbits.
When Guan Yu was 'working' under his account, every day when he ate, if there was any delicious food or good wine, he would have his servants deliver it to Guan Yu's house as soon as possible.
Human head.
Of the two big lickers, only Yuan Shao is not.
After all, the Yuan Shao family has a great cause and has four generations and three princes. Countless advisers and soldiers will submit to him without him licking it.
Although Jiang Siming is the prime minister, his family background is far inferior to that of Yuan Shao.
Therefore, not many people took refuge in him.
The soldiers who took the initiative to seek refuge were Dian Wei, Gao Lan, Zhang He and Wei Yan. If the counselor had not held the imperial examination, it would be hard to tell.
etc!
Jiang Siming suddenly had an idea. Since he could hold an imperial examination, why not hold a martial arts examination?
Or come to the world's best martial arts tournament!
Those aggressive masters will definitely strive for the title of No. 1 in the world.
There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. This has been the rule since ancient times.
When Zhao Yun walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion inexplicably, he met Yan Gang who was waiting for him.
"General Zhao, what did the Prime Minister tell you?" Yan Gang was confused.
"Oh, I didn't say anything, I just asked you a few simple questions." Zhao Yun answered honestly, saying that Jiang Siming only asked him where his hometown was, whether he had any younger siblings at home, etc.
But Yan Gang didn't believe that the Prime Minister would ask him such a childish question when he called him alone?
In addition, the prime minister had just opened his mouth to win over Zhao Yun, Yan Gang was almost convinced that the two must have reached an agreement.
In this case, let's report it to the lord, since Zhao Yunxin is no longer with Gongsun Zan anyway.
This is how Zhao Yun was tricked by Jiang Siming...
Within two days, a quick reply arrived, Gongsun Zan agreed.
Jiang Siming smiled like he knew he would be like this and asked Xun Yu to give Yan Gang more than 20 carts of potatoes and corn.
These things have matured as early as last month. Now Jiang Siming will not worry about running out of food at all. There is almost no food in the treasury.
Potatoes and corn both take only two to three months to mature, and after being planted in large areas, they can be harvested three times a year.
With these two things, Jiang Siming's people will never go hungry again.
To him, these fifty carts of grain were just a sprinkling of water.
But for Youzhou, which has poor land, it is difficult to grow food, so fifty carts of food are more important to Gongsun Zan than a hundred thousand war horses.
The two of them each get what they need, and they can exchange food for war horses in the future. This alliance is a win-win situation.
Yan Gang happily led his troops back to deliver the food, but Zhao Yun was "abandoned" in Chang'an and became Gongsun Zan's weight in making friends with Jiang Siming.
After Gongsun Zan heard Yan Gang's description, he gave Zhao Yun to Jiang Siming almost without thinking.
Zhao Yun stayed, but he felt suffocated in his heart and felt unhappy every day.
"How is Zhao Yun?"
At another banquet for the ministers, Jiang Siming was eating fine roasted deer legs and took the time to ask.
Xun You smiled and replied: "It's still the same. I stay in my room every day without saying a word, and I don't talk to any soldiers."
"Lord, do you want to use beauty and property to clear it?" Hua Xin said.
Jiang Siming smiled, shook his head and said: "These are of no use to him. If he is someone who can be moved by such things, I don't want him anymore."
"Then what should we do? I see this man is indeed hiding his secrets and has great abilities, but it seems that he has some prejudice against the lord." Wei Yan said.
"It's not prejudice, but resentment. He blames me for cheating and letting Gongsun Zan betray him."
Jiang Siming took a sip of old wine, picked up the lemon on the table, squeezed the juice, applied it on the venison, sprinkled cumin on it, and took a bite, feeling comfortable~
In ancient times, there was no way to eat it this way and there was no lemon, so if you eat too much, you will feel tired.
Now Jiang Siming's men will all eat like this.
"Wen Ruo." Jiang Siming shouted.
"I'm here." Xun Yu quickly stopped his chopsticks and stood up to reply.
"Tomorrow, draw up an imperial edict for me, saying that in fifteen days, the prime minister will hold the world's largest martial arts competition in Hedong City, fifty miles north of Chang'an."
As soon as Jiang Siming finished speaking, everyone was shocked.
Jiang Siming ignored them and continued:
"This world's largest martial arts competition is a unique opportunity for military generals to compete. Everyone can participate. If you win the top ten, you can be promoted to a general! Even those who already have a military rank can be promoted to a higher rank!"
"I also tell all the princes that if they want to come and participate, they are not allowed to bring troops. They can only bring a hundred personal guards. The same is true for me. If anyone dares to violate the rules, I will be the first to get rid of him!"
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, the civil servants all whispered, discussing the pros and cons of this military exercise.
And those generals were extremely excited.
The best martial arts tournament in the world! The sound of this name made their blood boil.
Whoever takes first place will be the best in the world!
Especially the peerless generals like Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Dian Wei, when they think about being able to fight against the world's top masters, they almost jump to their feet.
"Okay, okay! I must participate in the world's best martial arts tournament!" Zhang Fei yelled.
Guan Yu glanced at his long beard, and his red face smiled even redder: "Third brother, if you meet my brother by then, don't blame him for not holding back."
"Second brother, just let your horse come over, I'm not afraid of Zhang Fei."
Hahaha...
These generals are all going crazy.
Guo Jia smiled and asked Jiang Siming: "My lord, by doing this, do you want to recruit all the generals in the world?"
Jiang Siming laughed and said, "Of course."
"Then why do you still agree to the participation of those princes? What if they also come to poach people?"
Jiang Siming put down his wine glass and said with emotion: "If you don't agree, then their generals did not participate. This competition will be very watery and make the world unconvinced."
"It doesn't matter if I let them poach people. Good birds choose trees to roost in, and good ministers choose their masters to treat. They have their own choices, and I respect their choices."
"Furthermore, if the truth is there, then the number one in the world will be there! Why should we care too much about the second or third place in the world? Hahaha!"
Jiang Siming's domineering laughter convinced his subordinates from the bottom of their hearts. This kind of magnanimity and the charm of a superior can never be seen in other princes. (To be continued)