Wang Ping said solemnly: "The people of Xichuan do not want to fight. Whether they are surnamed Liu or Ma, they only hope that Xichuan will not cause military disasters and have a peaceful life! You might as well look at Guanzhong under the rule of Lianghou, then look at Jingzhou under the rule of Liu Biao, Jiangdong under the rule of Sun's family, and Hebei under the rule of Yuan Shao. I wonder what you have found?"

Yan Yan said solemnly: "As far as I know, Guanzhong has good weather and good weather, and the people are rich, but Guandong has suffered continuous disasters and people are living in poverty."

Fei Shi nodded and said, "Why are the people of Guanzhong rich? Because their taxes are very light! In addition to the tenant farmers who farmed farms need to pay 60% of the harvest to the government, the people who own their own land only need to pay half a harvest to the government! Look at our Xichuan again, the tax is 50%!"

Zhang Ren's frown gradually relaxed.

In fact, like Wang Ping, Zhang Ren was also from a humble background. He was used to the hardships of people's livelihood since childhood and knew the difficulties of people's lives! Due to geographical proximity, some news about Guanzhong and Liangzhou were always brought to Xichuan by some traveling merchants. Gradually, the people of Xichuan knew the current living conditions of the people in Guanzhong.

Attracted by the wealth and stability of life, many Xichuan tenant farmers who had not made a living moved to Guanzhong every year, and Zhang Ren knew all this.

The most important thing is that Ma Yue is the most powerful separatist warlord now. Whether it is Liu Biao from Jingzhou, Sun Quan from Jiangdong, or Yuan Shao from Hebei, they can only be beaten and cannot attack Ma Yue in turn! In other words, only the people under Ma Yue's rule can be protected from the disaster of war!

Zhang Ren sighed: "Actually, the general of the Mo also felt that letting Liang Hou take over Xichuan is a blessing or a disaster for the people, at least it will not be worse than now. But the problem is that the old general and the general of the Mo only have a few thousand men, while Dong Fu and Wu Yi have more than 100,000 heavy troops in their hands. If we rashly raise our troops, we will probably hit the stone with eggs."

"There is no need to worry about this general!" Fei Shi smiled, "All things will be decided when Lord Zhang Song returns from Luoyang! However, before Lord Zhang Song returns, you should not reveal the matters discussed in Jiange today, otherwise, you are afraid that you will be unable to escape death when you sit down."

Yan Yan, Zhang Ren, Wang Lei, Wang Ping and others swore: "If there is a half sentence of today's affairs, you will die under the arrows in the future!"

Luoyang, Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Ma Yue was holding a banquet in the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion to welcome Zhang Song. Zhang Song was at the guesthouse. His usually ugly face looked radiant at this time. It was beyond Zhang Song's expectation that he could be treated so well by Prime Minister Ma Yue, which also made Zhang Song more confident in the future of Xichuan.

"Come on." Ma Yue raised the wine cup and said to Zhang Song from afar, "Let's pay another cup of Yongnian, haha."

"Prime Minister." Zhang Song shook his hand and begged, "I can't bear to drink, and I'll get drunk if I drink it again."

"If you are drunk, you will be drunk." Ma Yue laughed, "You all here today will not return without getting drunk, hahaha."

While the banquet was being eaten, a small official suddenly rushed in and said a few words in Jia Xu's ear. Jia Xu's expression changed slightly and he gave Ma Yue a wink, and then left the table on the excuse of changing clothes (the so-called changing clothes, which means going to the toilet in ancient text). Ma Yue understood it, and after a moment, he also left the table on the excuse of leaving the table and hurried to the back of the hall.
Chapter completed!