Jiang Fan sneered: "The Chinese people are rich and prosperous. It is because our ancestors worked tirelessly and worked tirelessly to control floods, fight droughts, open up wasteland, plant crops, and fight against the weather to achieve what we are today. Why do you rob others of the fruits of their hard work? If

Someone robs you of your position as the wise king of Zuo, and someone robs you of your hard-earned pasture, cattle and sheep, what should you do?"

Du Meng choked at that time.

Jiang Fan continued: "All words can't cover up the bandit theory, so why bother to sound high-sounding!"

At this point, Du Meng stopped pretending and said coldly: "In the final analysis, the strong are respected. If someone can seize my position, it means that he is stronger than me. You southerners cannot protect your own people, your own

With wealth, who can you blame?"

Jiang Fan also sneered: "The strong is king, okay. Your Majesty's statement means abandoning all morality. Since this is our nature, we will speak with our fists."

He looked at the other party with disdain: "Today I am better than you, so what do you think?"

They all narrowed their eyes and stared: "A moment is not a lifetime."

Jiang Fan responded: "If you don't plan for a while, how can you fight for a lifetime?"

Du Meng sat upright slowly: "Then let's talk about this moment."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "I am willing to admit defeat, at least you can make me think highly of you."

Du Meng sneered: "The prairie eagle can afford to lose."

"Before we talk, I have to confirm something first." Jiang Fan looked at the other party with a deep look: "A few days ago, I was attacked by nearly a thousand masters, and there were seven or eight in the Holy Land. Was it your fault?"

Du Meng's face hardened: "What did you say? This is absolutely not the case."

Jiang Fan stared at him: "It has nothing to do with you at all?"

Du Meng said in a deep voice: "I don't dare to do it yet. However, with such a lineup, no one in Zuoxian Royal Court except me can show such skill."

The corner of Jiang Fan's mouth curled up: "Oh? It's not you, it's just you, that's interesting..."

They all looked up and down at him: "Thousands of masters, you are unscathed?"

Jiang Fan laughed: "Do you think this king is so easy to win?"

Du Meng's face darkened. If this incident was true, it would be extremely bad news. It made him think a lot. Apart from behind the scenes, how unfathomable is Jiang Fan's strength?

"Do you believe it's not me?" Du Meng was a little surprised by Jiang Fan's reaction.

Jiang Fan said calmly: "There are many things that you can judge by yourself. It is difficult to tell the truth from other people's mouths."

They all frowned and wanted to ask about the specific situation, but what?

Jiang Fan stopped abruptly and stopped talking about this issue.

"Since it's not the case, let's talk about ours." He held out three fingers: "Three conditions."

Du Meng's face was as dark as water, knowing that the other party did this deliberately, but he did not want to be defeated at this time, so he said directly: "Speak."

"First, King Zuoxian governs all tribes and can never cross the Mubian Line."

"It can't be done."

Du Meng refused directly.

Jiang Fan sneered: "Then there's no need to talk."

Du Meng said in a deep voice: "Even if I can agree, I can't do it. How much can I control the three hundred people in the royal court? Even if I can manage it for a while, I can't control it for a lifetime. Let alone me, this kind of thing is the Golden Tent Royal Court.

Even the promises can’t be kept.”

"Then let's just talk for a while like we just did. How long is a session?"

"Three years, three years without crossing the border."

Jiang Fan said: "How to guarantee it?"

They all frowned: "The prairie warrior keeps his word."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Fan interrupted directly: "I don't believe in the oaths that verbally refer to the sky and the earth. Give it to me, Du Lun, for three years as a pledge!"

They all snapped: "Don't go too far!"

Jiang Fan did not back down: "I just don't want you to cross the line, so you have such a big reaction? I want to save face!"

Du Meng's eyes widened and he stared at Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan's eyes were also cold, and their eyes intertwined in the void, like swords clashing. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Although they couldn't hear what was said, the people watching in the audience also noticed something unusual, and everyone subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.

The wind suddenly started blowing on the grassland, flags flew for a while, and the murderous atmosphere suddenly evaporated.

Meng Wu's eyes were stern. It was obvious that the negotiations between the two parties had encountered a bottleneck, and there was no telling whether they would meet in war in the next moment.

But he believed that to cause this situation, the prince must have obtained incredible conditions for Da Qin. Biquku

A surge of pride suddenly surged in the heart of General Bai Zhan, and he tightened his hands on the reins, ready to charge into battle at any time.

The two sides stared at each other for a cup of tea. Suddenly, the wind stopped, and King Zuo Xian's eyes softened: "Is it good for him?"

Jiang Fan also straightened up: "You know what the old man planned to get him married."

King Zuo Xian said: "I only have two sons."

"Put one here for insurance."

King Zuo Xian lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking.

"You've been thinking for too long, and they may not give you a chance." Jiang Fan said, tapping his fingers on the table.

King Zuo Xian's eyes narrowed, and the next moment he stared at Jiang Fan: "He can't die, otherwise..."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "I can't guarantee it, but

I try my best, and he'll get something."

King Zuo Xian finally said: "Tell me the second point."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Very good, the second point is relatively simple. If you didn't keep me in this bet, I have to make some compensation."

King Zuo Xian said: "Prairie warriors, if you lose, you lose, as you say."

"A bloody horse, a thousand horses."

"This is impossible!"

King Zuo Xian said flatly: "The sweat-blooded horses are extremely precious, and the number on the grassland is limited. There are no more than 10,000 horses in total. Our army only has more than 2,000 horses in total, so it is impossible to give you so many."

"Tell me the number." Jiang Fan knew that what he said was the truth. There were only three thousand horses in his world, and just now he was no more than a lion, lest he bargain too harshly.

King Zuo Xian thought for a moment: "Three hundred."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Eight hundred."

King Zuo Xian said angrily: "Impossible, this is a Pegasus. If I take out eight hundred, what will the people think of me? Four hundred at most."

Jiang Fan said: "Five hundred, my third condition will make it worth it for you."

King Zuo Xian frowned and gritted his teeth for a long time: "Okay, if it's worth it, five hundred is five hundred."

Jiang Fan seemed dissatisfied, but he didn't press any further: "No need for old, weak, sick or disabled, at least ten stallions."

Although the ten stallions made King Zuo Xian frown, he finally nodded in agreement.

Jiang Fan said, "The last condition, actually...can't be considered a condition..."

Du Meng frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "I want to... do business with you."

Everyone was stunned. He had thought about many possibilities, but he didn't expect Jiang Fan's plan.

"Business? What business?"

Jiang Fan waved his hand and had several small boxes delivered to him.

"I only brought a few samples for you to take a look at."

Having said that, he opened the first one and found a set of exquisite porcelain inside.

At first glance, Du Meng couldn't move his eyes away.

This porcelain is so exquisite, as moist as jade, flawless, and shining like pearls. It is like a vessel that can only be used by gods.

"...You're going to sell these to us?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "This treasure is not easy to make and is expensive. Of course you can buy it if you want, but why don't you resell it to other tribes in exchange for cattle, sheep, and food?"

King Zuo Xian was shocked and immediately understood Jiang Fan's idea.

"So...what do you want?"

Jiang Fan chuckled: "Same, furs, cattle and sheep, grain, horses."
Chapter completed!