"Commander, you can just drink tea. It's up to you to negotiate."
Zhang Ming bowed respectfully and said to Wu Lianghetai.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful." Wu Lianghe couldn't help but patted the table.
Bang bang, bang bang, the table made a sound, the tea cup jumped up, and the tea flowed along the table to the ground.
Wu Liang was so happy that he didn't seem to notice.
This is the best way to solve the negotiation method at present. It not only gives Wu Liang Hetai face, but also gives him dignity.
Seeing De De put his big hand on the handle of the knife, Wu Liang Hetai glared at him.
Dede shook his head, sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to take his hand away from the scimitar.
Zhang Ming saw De De's actions from beginning to end and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
If he had mishandled it just now, his head would have fallen to the ground.
It wasn't until Wu Liang came to the stage and said loudly: "Wonderful." He was completely relieved.
In fact, this is more or less a form of self-deception, but no one thinks so now.
Even if someone thinks so, they dare not say it.
If you're going to tell it, you have to think of a better way.
There is no one on the scene who has a better way.
Since there is no such thing, this is of course the best way.
In any case, on the Hu people's side, the commander-in-chief Wu Liang appeared on the stage, while on the Zhaojiazhuang side, only Zhang Si, the chief bookkeeper of Zhaojiazhuang, appeared.
Not only was it not held at the Hu’s home base as requested by the Hu, but it was held in the middle of the border between the two sides.
From this point on, the Hu people were actually at a disadvantage.
Zhaojiazhuang, West County, Zhaoping public house.
Zhao Ping shook his head when he saw the official letter from Wu Lianghetai stamped with the seal of the commander-in-chief.
Zhang Liang took it and looked at it, and sneered: "Only an incompetent cousin can come up with such a way of deceiving oneself and others."
"Although I am deceiving myself and others, I am not saving the last fig leaf for the barbarians." Zhang Si took a sip of tea and expressed his opinion.
Zhao Ping nodded and said seriously: "It's too much, so be it."
Two tents were set up in the open space between Hetanguan and Jinquan Town.
There was a large tent in the middle where the two sides negotiated together.
The two sides were divided into two sides, Zhaojiazhuang was on the west side and Hu people were on the east side.
There is only one row to the west, where Zhang Si, his staff, and a secretary sit.
The east side is more interesting, there are two rows in total.
If you think it is a peaceful scene, you are wrong.
Because there were not only people sitting on both sides, but also twenty people standing. These were the guards or soldiers of both sides.
Not only was the atmosphere inside the tent filled with murder, but the atmosphere outside the tent was even more menacing.
Not only were there camps at the scene, but both sides also sent a thousand troops to each other.
In order to ensure order, these soldiers and horses are of course on their side.
These thousands of soldiers and horses are euphemistically called maintaining order, but they are actually a disguised form of demonstration.
The Hu people sent out archers and cavalry plus imitation whirlwind guns and iron artillery chariots to show their elite strength.
In front of them were a hundred cottage chariots, and behind them were five hundred horse archers.
As for Zhaojiazhuang, of course there were no archers, nor did they send out chariots. Instead, they sent out ten giant chariots and five hundred ordinary cavalry.
Although the two sides are at war with each other, it is not at the point of ignition.
Not only that, Zhaojiazhuang gives full play to the hospitality characteristics of the Han people.
Zhaojiazhuang disliked the fact that the Hu people did not have good food and tea, so they simply took care of them.
The Hu people were secretly proud and felt that it was a bargain.
Zhao Ping feels that on the contrary, this is a way to demonstrate soft power.
Zhang Ming and the secretary were sitting in the front row, and Wu Lianghetai was sitting in the back.
Wu Lianghetai drank tea while looking at the results of the negotiation.
Regarding the truce, the two sides quickly reached an agreement.
The reason is very simple, neither side wants to fight.
If the Hu people don't fight, there is no hope of victory. Zhaojiazhuang doesn't want to fight because the gunpowder is about to run out.
Then, Zhang Ming proposed that both sides would only stick to the passes, and use the empty space between the passes as a buffer zone, and not send troops to each other.
Zhang Si also agreed with this point, but he went a step further and said that blank space should not be wasted as a trading market.
Zhang Ming thought for a while, Zhaojiazhuang and the Khanate were going to do business, and doing business here was obviously safer than Xi County.
Zhang Ming didn't know that Zhao Ping was a trap. Zhao Ping had great hopes for this market.
First, they plundered the Hu people’s economy and exchanged Zhaojiazhuang’s “high-end” high-priced goods for the Hu people’s low-end goods, constantly draining the fragile Hu people’s economy.
Second, the market continues to assimilate the Hu people and fully demonstrate the beautiful side of Zhaojiazhuang.
This market is the image window of Zhaojiazhuang. This side of Zhaojiazhuang is paradise, and the other side of Zhaojiazhuang is like hell.
When ordinary people and barbarians come here, how do they resemble each other?
Zhao Ping wrote the trading market into an agreement so that the barbarians could not close the market.
Then there is the issue of Xi County. Zhang Ming, on behalf of Wu Liang Hetai, admitted that Zhaojiazhuang is the owner of Xi County, which means that the Hu people do not want to return.
"Xixian County was originally in the hands of Zhaojiazhuang. It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not." Zhang Si immediately retorted, "Besides, Xixian County was originally in the Song Dynasty."
"Xixian County belongs to the Song Dynasty, but it is not from Zhaojiazhuang." Zhang Ming said meaningfully.
What he means is that Xixian County is different in the hands of Song Dynasty and Zhaojiazhuang.
Zhang Si understood what Zhang Ming meant, he just didn't directly say that Zhaojiazhuang was separatist.
How could Zhang Si be fooled? He said solemnly: "I am negotiating with the Khanate on behalf of the Song Dynasty."
Although the separatist regime was implemented, Zhao Ping was still an official of the Song Dynasty, and the security regiment and the Sichuan Guard Army were also soldiers of the Song Dynasty.
Zhang Si insisted on not admitting it, and there was nothing anyone could do if they wanted to make a fuss here.
Seeing that Zhang Si refused to admit it, Zhang Ming had no choice but to sigh and turn the question to the matter of the prisoners.
However, the two sides got stuck over the issue of prisoners. Zhang Si and Zhang Ming were so angry that they didn't want to give in to each other.
The Hu people demanded that 150,000 people be used to rescue 50,000 captives, but Zhaojiazhuang did not agree.
Zhang Ming said that the Hu people had 150,000 civilians in their hands and demanded the recovery of all prisoners of war.
With no other option, the barbarians attacked the city and the mountains, holding almost no prisoners of war, only the plundered common people.
Zhang Si's answer was that only half of the 50,000 prisoners could be released, and the rest could not be released.
The reason is simple. The remaining half of the Hu people are seriously injured and need treatment, otherwise they will die.
Of course Zhang Ming didn't believe it and demanded his complete release.
But Zhang Si always insisted that Hu Ren's injury was serious and must be treated in Zhaojiazhuang.
The negotiation here in the morning ended on bad terms.
Although the negotiation was not satisfactory, the lunch meal was extremely delicious.
Braised pork with Chinese cabbage, braised pork with Chinese cabbage, fish with pickled cabbage, etc. These delicious delicacies that the Hu people had never seen before were served one after another.
Not only that, there is also a small glass of fine wine in front of everyone.
Of course, you can't drink too much wine. The reason is simple, because there are still negotiations in the afternoon.
Many Hu people shed tears while eating.
Madhu, Nanman is truly a paradise. Perhaps only gods can enjoy such delicious food.
Not only have the barbarians not eaten it, but Zhang Ming, the staff member of Wuliang Hetai, has not eaten it either.
Zhang Ming was thinking about the negotiation issues while enjoying the delicious meal.
He suddenly stopped using his chopsticks, feeling a little enlightened in his heart.
Could it be that those barbarians didn’t come back because of this delicious food?
Although Wu Lianghetai enjoyed the delicious food, his ideas were different from Zhang Ming.
His mind was not on negotiating here, but on the Djinn chariot.
Hearing that there was a Djinn chariot outside, he thought this was an opportunity.
He used all his power to explore the Djinn chariot from all sides.
Almost at the same time as the two parties were negotiating, the barbarian firearms officials and craftsmen came to steal their skills.
Lu Dong, Hua Hua, Jing Site and other Hu firearms officials and craftsmen naturally did not miss this opportunity to observe carefully among the Hu people.
The black gunpowder smoke and dust on the giant spirit chariot have been wiped clean, and it emits sparkling light under the sun.
Ten of them lined up neatly in a row, with the Hu people's chariots on one side.
Under the bright sunshine, those wooden chariots of the Hu people are simply dwarfed in front of it. It can even be said that they are in the sky and the earth.
Not only is it tall and large, but it is also full of metallic luster, which makes foreigners both fear and love it.
The eyes of all the barbarians are full of greed, and they want to take it for themselves immediately.
When Nirpo and Sunil saw the Djinn chariot, they drooled one after another without noticing it.
These barbarians did not wipe their saliva until they were reminded.
Nirpo walked up to the giant chariot unknowingly and wanted to reach out and touch this legendary monster chariot.
"General, you can only look at this, not touch it." A soldier from the security regiment bowed his hand and refused without being arrogant or humble.
Nilbo could only retract his hand angrily, his eyes filled with jealousy.
On the Hu people's side, there are many coffee tables. Some people are drinking tea and some are painting.
Hua Hua held the portrait in his hand and kept comparing it with the giant chariot in front of him.
This was painted by the captain of the Nirpur Guards, and the painting was extremely rough.
Of course, this is not only related to the skills of the soldier captain, but also related to the time, place and occasion.
Just imagine, this big monster was so powerful at that time that it drove them back to the artillery position carefully arranged and beat them to their knees.
In this dangerous situation, it is extremely valuable for the soldier captain to be able to calmly think about this and draw it.
I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to draw this carefully today.
Contrary to the cost, Jingsite had no time to compare, and all his thoughts were on the portrait.
While observing the giant monster chariot, he kept drawing pictures.
Zhao Ping generously placed the giant chariot here to add weight to today's negotiations and increase its deterrence.
In fact, when Zhao Ping proposed to place the Giant Spirit Chariot at the negotiation table, he was opposed by a number of literati such as Xi Xing, Zhang Si, and Zhang Hong.
Their reason is very straightforward. That is the secret of Zhaojiazhuang, and it cannot be allowed to be copied by foreigners.
Zhao Ping shook his head and said: "This giant spirit chariot cannot be made without the strength of Zhaojiazhuang."
While looking at the giant chariot, Hua Si asked, "Master Lu, what do you think of this big monster chariot?"
This was his biggest concern and he had to ask it clearly.
"What a wonderful workmanship." Lu Dong said as he looked at it.
Hua Hua nodded and sighed while asking: "Can the Khanate produce it?"
"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult." Lu Dong looked at it carefully without looking back, and said three difficult words in his mouth.
Hua Hua's expression changed drastically, he frowned and asked, "It hasn't been produced yet, why are you complaining so much?"
"Don't the little saint know that we are observing and painting? Why do you put it here so generously?" Lu Dong did not answer his question, but asked directly.
Hua Fei was puzzled and asked: "What parts of Master Lu find it very difficult?"
"This look is really difficult." Lu Dong squinted his eyes and shook his head.
Hua Si didn't understand for a moment and continued to ask: "Why is it so difficult?"
"Have you seen Anji Bridge (Zhaozhou Bridge)?" Lu Dong did not answer his question, but asked instead.
Hua Hua nodded, sighed, and admired it sincerely: "I heard that this bridge has a history of more than 600 years. I want to go and see it."
"It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books." Lu Dong nodded, bowed his hands and said in admiration to Hua Hua, "The ancients do not deceive me. Director Hua is indeed well-informed."
"It's just admiration." Hua Hua shook his head and didn't understand why Lu Dong said this: "What does this have to do with the big monster tank?"
"Director Hua, please take a look, do the roofs of these monster chariots compare with the Anji Bridge?" Lu Dong asked thoughtfully.
Hua Hua squinted his eyes and looked at the big monster tank over and over again, lost in thought.
He didn't understand it for a moment, but suddenly it dawned on him and he said in shock: "Master Lu, you mean this big monster chariot and the Anji Bridge?"
At this point, he was drinking tea, but suddenly put down his tea cup and couldn't help but stand up.
"The Anji Bridge has been around for more than 600 years. It is not an accident." Lu Dong continued as if talking to himself or to Hua Hua.
Hua Hua nodded and looked at the big monster chariot thoughtfully, looking a little depressed.
He frowned and asked in disbelief: "Master Lu means that this monster chariot will be in charge for six hundred years. Isn't that impossible?"
"Of course it can't manage for six hundred years. Being old means that it has already achieved perfection, and it is impossible to do anything more perfect than it does."
Bang bang, the teacup in Hua Hua's hand fell to the ground.
At this time, his soldiers came over in a hurry, changed the tea cups, made tea again and put it on the coffee table.
Hua Hua was stunned by Lu Dong's words and couldn't find a word to describe his mood at this time.
He murmured in his mouth: "Is this Zhao Ping really a disciple of the gods? Doesn't the Khanate have a way to make it?"
At this time, Jingsite had finished drawing the big monster chariot and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Lu, I have finished the painting." He placed the scroll in front of Lu Dong.
He then said in an extremely affirmative tone: "Master Lu, this monster chariot must be made, no matter what the cost!"
He didn't like beating around the bush, so he came to Lu Dong and gave orders decisively.
"Although it is extremely difficult, maybe we can give it a try." Lu Dong thought for a while, frowned and said, "But, but, the price is not that high."
"How much?" Jing Site and Hua Hua couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.
After saying this, the two looked at each other again.
Lu Dong fell into deep thought and couldn't help calculating. Then he opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.
He nodded first, then shook his head.
Jingsi Te was extremely anxious and immediately shouted loudly: "Master Lu, how many are you talking about?"
"The weight of the car body is the weight of the gold." Lu Dong said lightly, looking at the two people, and then carefully observed the big monster chariot.
Snap, snap, the two of them went limp and fell to the ground limply.
The two felt embarrassed and waved to the soldiers, who hurriedly pulled them up from the ground.
Hua Hua was stunned and found it unbelievable. He murmured: "How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible?"
"You only see the surface of this thing, but you don't see the content inside this thing." Lu Dong seemed to have not seen the two of them fall to the ground in fright, speaking lightly.
Hua Hua thought for a while and said: "According to this weight, this big monster chariot is about six to seven thousand kilograms. So, doesn't this big monster chariot cost one hundred thousand taels of gold?"
Jingsi looked carefully at the big monster chariot in front of him, and he couldn't believe that it could only be made with a similar weight of gold.
According to the current financial resources of the Khanate, the entire Khanate can only make a dozen chariots.
But Zhaojiazhuang currently has thirty such chariots. How did the little saint do it?
"Master Craftsman Lu, I think it is impossible to make it with the same weight of gold." Jingsi looked at Lu Dong and said coldly.
Lu Dong frowned and shook his head: "Deputy Superintendent Jing, what is the reason?"
"The reason is very simple. Zhaojiazhuang currently has thirty monster chariots. According to your cost, wouldn't Zhaojiazhuang have already gone bankrupt?" Jingsi Te felt that Lu Dong must be refusing and wanted to kill him with a knife.
But Lu Dong was the only craftsman who could make these sophisticated weapons, so he could only bury this idea deeply in his heart.
"Then I will tell you about the structure of these big monster chariots, and Director Jing will think about the cost." Lu Dong looked at Jing Site without fear at all.
Jingsi nodded and said bitterly: "This is what I have in mind."
"Deputy Supervisor Jing, look at these big monster chariots. Their surfaces are all made of hundred-refined fine steel, and they are all one piece. Director Jing, think about how many craftsmen it takes to build them." Lu Dong looked at him and said directly Throw the question to him and let him think about it.
Jingsite did not answer, but fell into deep thought.
Lu Dong continued: "What Deputy Inspector Jing saw just now was only the surface, because it was a layer of fine steel skin."
Jingsite looked at it and nodded.
"There is wood inside the steel skin, it should be green steel wood." Lu Dong continued, "Although it is expensive, it can be ignored compared with hundreds of refined steel."
Jingsite continued to nod without saying anything.
"There are only steel skins and green steel wood, which obviously cannot withstand the bombardment of iron artillery. There are steel bars inside. Although I am dazzled and can't see clearly up close, I can see clearly from a distance. It is steel bars, and there are big Finger thick. This steel bar is the key material." Lu Dong pointed at the small window of the Giant Spirit Chariot and talked eloquently.
Jingsi Te and Hua Hua opened their eyes wide and looked repeatedly, and sure enough they found that the small windows inside the giant chariot were made of steel bars.
Lu Dong looked at the two people and continued: "I made a rough calculation. There are about sixty steel bars. The long ones are six feet and the short ones are two feet. These steel bars are not refined steel that has been refined a hundred times, but refined steel refined a thousand times." Steel. Just making these fine steels requires a thousand people. Deputy Superintendent Jing, think about how much manpower, material and financial resources this requires."
Jingsi couldn't help but count with his fingers. The more he calculated, the paler his face became.
"Not to mention, how much material and financial resources are needed to make these steel bars and steel sheets into the shape of an arch bridge." Lu Dong did not let him go, but continued to attack.
There were two bangs, and Jingsi sat down on the ground helplessly again.
With the support of his own soldiers, he sat unsteadily on the chair and murmured: "How did the little saint do it?"
"The little saint is indeed worthy of being a disciple of the gods. Only he has such ambition and financial and material resources." Lu Dong thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason, so he simply concluded this.
Jingsi thought for a while, and finally yelled viciously: "No, it must be made, no matter how much it costs."
"Then we must first find so many craftsmen and corresponding gold and silver treasures." Lu Dong had no choice but to nod and put forward his conditions.
Hua Hua thought for a while and then said: "Let's make one first and give it a try. For financial matters, I will try my best to find the commander-in-chief to raise money. For craftsman matters, I will only trouble Deputy Superintendent Jing."
Zhao Ping put out this giant spirit chariot to kill two birds with one stone.
First, it is to intimidate the Hu people and achieve the effect of winning the negotiation without fighting.
Second, they carried out an arms race and dragged down the Hu people's already poor economic and financial resources.
The real finished product cannot be made by Hu people, which is the key shock absorber.
At most, Hu people try their best to pile up money, and at most they pile up half-finished products.
An arms race naturally requires economic strength.
Zhao Ping's production cost is far lower than Hu Ren's cost, and all costs combined are less than one-tenth of Hu Ren's.
Zhaojiazhuang already has a steel-making blast furnace and is initially able to produce high-strength and high-quality steel.
Zhao Ping's production method is completely different from Hu people's imagination. The steel skin and steel bars are molds and can be formed at one time.
Of course, Zhaojiazhuang also paid a huge price to make these molds.
Although the cost is extremely high, one has gained experience and the other has gained a foundation.
What's more, Zhaojiazhuang has slowly gained experience and is able to make steel lathes, machine tools, milling machines and other equipment that can cut, cut and mill steel.
Wu Lianghetai drank tea while looking at the results of the negotiation.
He looked relaxed, and from time to time someone reported the results outside, including the giant chariot.
When I heard about the cost and difficulty of building Ludong's Touting Giant Spirit Chariot, his complacent expression changed drastically.
After the meal, the two sides continued to negotiate.
Whether it was because of enjoying the delicious food or because of gratitude, Zhang Ming had no intention of negotiating, but talked about the delicious food at noon.
While Zhang Ming was drinking tea, he suddenly bowed his hands to Zhang Si and said, "Thank you, Master, the food at noon today was delicious, and I was able to enjoy the delicacy of the gods."
"If you like it, military advisor, you might as well come to Xi County as a guest more often. If you don't want to be a guest, I can try enough delicious wines." Zhang Si said sincerely while returning the gift.
Zhang Ming was pleasantly surprised, his eyes showed joy, and then he shook his head with regret: "You and I are our own masters, and we don't get together much. Besides, delicious food can only be eaten at the same time and cannot be carried around. Wine is better, and can be preserved for life." "
"The military advisor likes fine wine so much. How about I send you some fine wine?" Zhang Si heard that Zhang Ming did not talk about negotiations, but instead talked about delicious food, which must have great intentions.
Zhang Ming rolled his eyes and said meaningfully: "I like fine wine, and the commander likes fine wine even more."
"I see, let me think about it." After saying that, Zhang Si drank tea and thought.
Zhang Ming drank tea while observing Wu Lianghetai.
He felt that Wu Lianghetai had looked calm and relaxed in the morning, but now his face looked more or less uneasy.
Although he tried his best to hide it, who was Zhang Si?
He is the patriarch of the Zhang family, a well-known family in Jintang County, and observing appearance is a matter of familiarity.
Thinking of the ten giant spirit chariots placed outside, Zhang Ming suddenly realized.
The little saint did not hesitate to expose the secrets and placed the giant chariot here openly. The purpose was to exert maximum pressure on the barbarians.
Although the little saint did not participate in the negotiations, he actually participated in the negotiations indirectly and controlled the pace of the negotiations.
Zhang Si was extremely grateful. The little sage considered everything he could in order to negotiate.
Thinking of this, Zhang Si said to Zhang Ming: "Since the commander-in-chief and the military adviser like fine wine so much, I will give the commander a thousand catties of fine wine and the military adviser five hundred kilograms of fine wine. What do you think of the commander-in-chief?"
Zhang Ming was grateful for the gift and said with some joy: "Since the chief secretary has given such a great gift, the Khanate will not ask for the release of the 25,000 wounded."
Although there was a smile on his face, Zhang Si felt that he was fake.
This is true, more than 20,000 people were lost in this way, and no one can be happy because of it.
Zhang Si gave the Hu people 1,500 kilograms of fine wine so that Wu Lianghetai and Zhang Ming could have face.
With Zhao Ping's hard and soft tactics, the Hu people barely reached an agreement.
Seeing Zhang Si returning to West County with the agreement, the civil servants in West County, including Xi Xing Zhang Hong, could not help but celebrate.
You know, in previous negotiations with the Hu people, they either ceded land or became vassals.
Now that the Hu people recognize that Xi County belongs to the Song Dynasty (actually it belongs to Zhaojiazhuang), isn't this a disguised cession of land?
Although Xi County is actually in the hands of Zhaojiazhuang, whether the Hu people admit it or not is another matter.
Not only that, Zhaojiazhuang also exchanged more than 20,000 prisoners of war for 150,000 people.
No matter how this account is calculated, the Song Dynasty (Zhaojiazhuang) has the upper hand.
Yang Yun congratulated and asked, "Little saint, how are you going to hand over those 25,000 prisoners of war?"
In fact, he was more or less unwilling to exchange prisoners of war. After all, most of these prisoners of war were veterans.
But the Hu people threatened 150,000 people, so he had to agree.
"It's simple. According to age, all prisoners of war over the age of 22 will be dumped to the barbarians, and the rest will be kept." Zhao Ping said calmly.
Yang Yun thought for a while and continued to ask: "What if it's not enough?"
"It's simple. Taking twenty years as the limit, it can't be less." Zhao Ping said.
In doing so, Zhao Ping not only ensured higher combat effectiveness for the prisoners of war, but the key was that the younger they were, the easier it was for them to accept Zhaojiazhuang, and of course they identified more with Zhaojiazhuang.
Wulianghetai was of course furious when he received these prisoners of war.
If there were no soldiers holding him, a prisoner of war would have been almost killed by him on the spot.
He was furious, and Wang Wenxiu, the magistrate of Xixian County, was even more furious.
"Little saint, these people are all old, weak, sick and disabled. They can basically only eat and drink, but can't do anything. What should I do?" After seeing the people he received, he hurried to Zhao Ping to complain.
Zhang Si nodded and said with a wry smile: "We are smart, and barbarians are not stupid either."
"The Hu people have been fighting one after another, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled. They have long been eager to dump these burdens on Zhaojiazhuang." Yang Yun thought for a while and suddenly realized.
"Little saint, but these people are not from Xi County, but from Hu people." Wang Wenxiu thought for a while, then said with a grimace, "Xixian County may collapse if it wants to feed these people."
Zhao Ping thought for a while and asked: "How many are there for an old man, one for a woman, and one for a child?"
"Little saint, 20% are old people, 20% are women, and 50% are children." Wang Wenxiu kept pouring out his bitterness, "They seem not only to have no food, but also no clothes."
"This is a conspiracy by the barbarians to bring Xi County to its knees." Zhang Xiu thought for a while and expressed his opinion.
Xi Xing followed up and said: "If Zhaojiazhuang fails to handle this matter, all the reputations accumulated in the past will be smeared, and the barbarians will say that Zhaojiazhuang is hypocritical and hypocritical."
"Hu people are eager to see Zhaojiazhuang's jokes." Zhang Hong said thoughtfully.
Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Ping to see what he should do?
