In Hanzhong City, Zhang Ning, the Yellow Turban Saint, finally agreed to sit down and negotiate with Qin Yang under Zhang Baiqi's sincere persuasion. And after Qin Yang suffered mental "torture" in the hot spring, he also wanted to end the negotiation as soon as possible.
This "very unpleasant" trip to Hanzhong. So after everything was ready, negotiations between the Supreme Commander of the Yellow Turban Army, His Highness the Yellow Turban Mingwang, and the spiritual leader of the Yellow Turban Sect, the Yellow Turban Saint, began.
"Heavenly Sealed Yellow Turban Ming King has arrived..." Liao Hua, with a bruised nose and swollen face, shouted at the negotiating venue, outside the meeting hall deep in the Yellow Turban Sect's main forum.
"Okay, don't shout at the top of your lungs..." Qin Yang said to Liao Hua as he passed by Liao Hua. After Liao Hua saw Qin Yang's eyes, he couldn't help but grinned, as if he was covered in bruises.
It felt like someone had pricked me with a needle again.
Ignoring Liao Hua, the boy who "deserves a beating", Qin Yang stepped into the meeting hall. At this time, Zhang Ning and Zhang Baiqi were already waiting in the hall. As the host of this negotiation, Zhang Baiqi sat in the middle and was in charge.
Record the content of this confidential conversation.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ming seems to be very busy. He is even late for negotiations. It seems that his sincerity is a bit lacking..." Under the ferocious bronze mask, Zhang Ning took the lead in attacking Qin Yang before he could even sit down.
"Oh no! If it weren't for the shabby place you chose and built it like a maze, and I couldn't find the door after walking for a long time, do you think I would be willing to come late?" Qin Yang couldn't help but cross his legs when he saw that the visitor was unkind.
He said calmly.
"Hey, you are the Yellow Turban King! Don't act like you have never seen a big scene, okay? The palace in the imperial capital is bigger than this. If I throw you in, won't you starve to death?! Besides, you said this is a shabby place
?This is the Holy Land of the Yellow Turban Sect, the main altar of the Yellow Turban Sect, and you are just talking here. If you say it outside, just spitting stars will drown you, the bad guy!"
"Oh no! What's wrong with the general altar? I, the Yellow Turban Ming King, said this is a broken place, a broken place, a broken... place... a place! No matter what, I will never be like some people who pretend to be gods all day long and are so ugly that they can't be seen.
People still have to wear a shabby mask to show their eyes!"
"Who are you calling ugly?! Can you say it again?"
"Damn, what's wrong with you? Why, you stood up and wanted to do something, right?... Hey! Are you serious! I will fight with you!"
"Okay! You dare to hit me with your stool in my territory? Dahuang, come on! Beat him to death!"
"I'll wipe! You dare to summon? I can do it too! Dahei, Xiaobai, do it for me! Teach this ugly girl a lesson! Oops? Two are not enough? Do it for me, Bumpman, and Pikachu!"
Amidst the sound of "ping ping ping ping ping ping", the meeting hall was in chaos. Zhang Baiqi, who was sitting in the middle, had black lines all over his face. His snow-white robes had turned gray amidst the sawdust and dust. The four yellow scarves summoned by Qin Yang
The strongmen fought fiercely with Zhang Ning's "rhubarb", while Liao Hua and his guards hid under the shade of the trees outside the gate and placed bets one after another.
"Hurry up, hurry up, buy it and leave!"
"I beat the saint's rhubarb to win! Twelve!"
"I can't beat King Ming's concave-convex man for two rounds."
"I'll rub it! You're cheating. Big Huang has already stepped on you and you're almost out of breath. How can you still suppress it? It doesn't count..."
"That's enough! Stop it!" Zhang Baiqi finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out an angry roar. What on earth is going on in this world? One is a saintly daughter of the Yellow Turban Sect, and the other is the Yellow Turban Ming King who rules the world.
From the moment they met, it was as if there was a blood feud and they were pinching each other at the risk of their lives.
Hearing Zhang Baiqi, a usually unshowy Confucian general, get angry, Qin Yang was the first to jump out of the hall in disgrace. Although he summoned four yellow scarf warriors in one go, Zhang Ning's yellow scarf warrior was Zhang Jiao's blessing with king's energy.
He has passed, and his combat power is extremely strong. Qin Yang's big black, white, bumpy man, and Pikachu have been beaten to the point where their armor is crooked and they are in a miserable state. Qin Yang is so cunning. When he sees something is wrong, he immediately escapes.
"Damn it, if it wasn't for Zhang Qushuai's sake today, I would have stripped you naked and thrown you on the street to show the public! Liao Hua, let's go back to the hot springs!"
"Your Highness, that... hot spring has been used by you..."
"Oh no! You kid, you still dare to talk back? Do you want a beating? Let's go!"
After a moment, Zhang Ning pulled away the rubble and rushed out of the hall. Regardless of the dust on his body and the identity of the Holy Saint, he pointed at Qin Yang's back and shouted loudly: "Qin, if you have the guts, don't run away. Take a look.
Who stripped whom and threw them into the street! If I let this saint see you again, I will have to castrate you! Humph!..."
"You, you guys... ahem... I wiped it..." Zhang Baiqi, who was dressed in a white robe and was elegant and extraordinary, had most of his body buried in the rubble. At this moment, even he felt broken.
The urge to curse. Is this still a fucking negotiation? It’s clear that these two people worked together to demolish the house...
The first Hanzhong peace talks broke up unhappily and ended in failure at the cost of a house, three teacups, two wounded soldiers, and several tables and chairs. Due to the poor results of the negotiations, Qin Yang and Zhang Ning asked in unison.
As a result, the next negotiation can only be extended indefinitely. Only Zhang Baiqi has to suffer here. After persuading Qin Yang and Zhang Ning, they continue to deal with each other. For the sake of the overall peace plan of Hanzhong and the Yellow Turban Army,
Unified, Zhang Baiqi, a usually resourceful Confucian general, broke his legs and bruised his mouth due to fatigue. Sometimes even Zhang Baiqi felt admiration for his patience and perseverance.
During this period, Guan Hai rushed to Hanzhong City to report to Qin Yang the news of Guo Jia's return and the surrender of Zhang Yan and Peng Tuo. At this time, almost all of Hanzhong, except Hanzhong City, had already
Under the control of Qin Yang. In fact, even the city gates of Hanzhong have been opened at this time, and people can come and go freely. There is no tension at all under the war. To put it bluntly, there is no war in Hanzhong, only Qin Yang
Zhang Ning and I are just "butting the bull".
Looking at the thick bandage on Guan Hai's head, Qin Yang also felt a trace of apology in his heart. He simply agreed to Guan Hai's request and let Guan Hai stay with him. As for the camp outside the city, he left it to Guo Jia and Ma Yuanyi.
Take care of it so that Guan Hai, who has been fighting for many years, can enjoy the colorful world of the big city in Hanzhong City.
Qin Yang's identity has not yet been made public, and many of the Skitarii and Baibo Army in Hanzhong City have only met Qin Yang from a distance when they first greeted Qin Yang. There is no pressure of war for the time being, and "peace negotiations" seem far away.
No time. Qin Yang simply took Guan Hai for a stroll in the streets and alleys of Hanzhong City. According to Qin Yang, this is called "enjoying life."
In the blink of an eye, it was almost the end of the year. Under Zhang Baiqi's mediation, the soldiers and horses in Hanzhong City had already returned to their posts, leaving only the permanent security forces stationed here to guard Hanzhong City. Guo Jiaye and Ma Yuanyi
The Yellow Turban Army was stationed throughout Hanzhong, leaving only the soldiers of Huangtian Camp to garrison the Golden Summit tent outside Hanzhong City.
For the entire Han Empire, the war in the northwest may be raging. But there is a rare peace and tranquility in Hanzhong and the south. The people in Hanzhong returned to their hometowns one after another, and restored their homes with the help of the stationed Yellow Turban Army, and they were very happy.
We are preparing for the annual major festival and the coming of the New Year.
Based on the current situation in Hanzhong, the Han Empire did not recruit Qin Yang to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit at the end of the year. In fact, even if an edict came, Qin Yang would shirk it with the excuse that Hanzhong has not yet been decided. It is not that Qin Yang is really worried about anything in Hanzhong
Regarding the war, Qin Yang knew that the imperial capital was a mixed bag of good and bad, with many traps. Before he was fully prepared, he would never set foot in the officialdom, which was more terrifying than war.
In general, the first year of Zhongping was a good opportunity for the Han Empire. The Yellow Turban Rebellion was put down, and the war situation in the northwest was gradually brought under control. His Majesty the Ling Emperor of the Han Empire was full of ambition and prepared to recreate the prosperous age of the Han Dynasty. And various places
However, the princes are also secretly recruiting troops and accumulating strength.
Secretly, there were constant letters between princes from all over the country. On the surface, they praised the glory of the Han Dynasty, but secretly they were instigating and forming cliques. Because of the power of the Yellow Turban Army, Hanzhong was naturally the target of many princes, big and small, trying to win over them.
The tent was filled with guests.
Adhering to Qin Yang's final decree, Guo Jia welcomed all the envoys from the princes and received all the gifts as ordered. But what kind of covenant do you want to sign? No need to talk! What? Want to see His Highness King Ming? No, His Highness King Ming is in Hanzhong.
There is absolutely no time for peace talks with the Saint of the Yellow Turban Sect day and night! I want His Highness Prince Ming to reply? Yes, but we have to wait until after the peace talks. There is still no time now...
But His Highness Prince Ming, who was so busy that his head turned gray and his waist was bent, was working diligently to "understand the sentiments of the people" in Hanzhong City. At this moment, he was walking with Guan Hai on the streets of Hanzhong, one step at a time.
Playing an unknown ditty, holding a golden nanmu bird cage, he looked at the beauties walking in the busy city with a stern look.
Suddenly Qin Yang's eyes lit up and he threw the bird cage in Guan Hai's arms. He smiled and drooled and said: "Beauty, do you have time? Do you like to compose obscene poems or listen to stories? Let's find a place.
Let’s talk about it, okay…”
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