Dressed as the cannon fodder who died prematurely, I will marry the villain in anger

Just when Wang Yun and others were at a loss, Wu Ren came over. Wang Yun, Tuoba Jin and others were quite confused. What was he doing here?

But despite his doubts, Wang Yun still asked someone to invite Wu Ren in. After Wu Ren came in, he didn't waste any words and directly stated his purpose, which was the master's order.

Wang Yun, Tuoba Jin and others looked at each other.

"You said Pingzhou wants to join forces with Dali and Xianbei to host a polo match?" Wu Ren smiled.

"Yes. Don't you think the gameplay of Qingzhou Racecourse is too monotonous?" Wang Yun and Tuoba Jin looked at each other. Don't you think that the gameplay of your Qingzhou Racecourse is too monotonous?

Wang Yun and the others just thought that Wu Ren was showing off. Does Wu Ren know how much wealth this novel way of playing has brought them?

Wu Ren continued,

"Now that the three of us have signed a ceasefire agreement, there will be no war. Aren't you upset? Form a few teams and go out to play. This will help your soldiers vent their excess energy." Wang Yun and Tuoba Jin felt that his words were full of provocation.

"Okay, tell me, how do we play?" Let's form a team, just form a few polo teams to compete, do you think I'm afraid of you Pingzhou?

Wu Ren smiled slightly.

"We have three parties, each with three polo teams, so nine teams will compete. By developing a competition system, after several rounds, the champion, runner-up and third place will be determined."

"The top three should receive generous rewards. How about this reward be sponsored jointly by Pingzhou, Dali and Xianbei?" Harvest, harvest, in short, harvest!

"I have a question." Tuoba Jin asked impatiently. Wu Ren looked at him.

"Second Prince Tuoba, please speak."

"You said that the rewards for the top three places will be sponsored by the three of us. Does that mean that if we, the Xianbei, contribute as much as you, Dali and Pingzhou, will contribute as much?" Tuoba Jin's eyes sparkled, as if he had already regarded the prize money sponsored by the three parties as something in his pocket.

"Of course. We in Pingzhou can contribute as much as you Xianbei and Dali can. We in Pingzhou don't have much else, but we still have some money." People present thought, there are so many wealthy people in Pingzhou, such as you, Wu Ren.

Wang Yun asked in a deep voice,

"How will the prizes for the first, second and third place be distributed?"

“This is negotiable.”

"How about setting the award ratio for the champion, runner-up and third place at seven to two to one, or six to three to one?" Wang Yun said tentatively.

It's pretty much a winner-takes-all situation.

"Sure, let's make it 7:2:1." Wu Ren's answer was what they wanted. Wang Yun and Tuoba Jin looked at each other and agreed.

No matter whether Dali or Xianbei comes in first, they can take away most of the sponsorship.

"Okay, we agree to this, but I think we need to think twice about the sponsorship amount. How about this, let's sit down together and decide on this matter in seven days."

"Okay, it's up to you." Wu Ren thought, no matter how much you offer, we in Pingzhou will follow. Finally, Wu Ren emphasized one point,

"But this time, we can only accept gold as sponsorship. We cannot use your Dali gold notes as sponsorship. I guess you can't accept us using Pingzhou treasure notes, right?"

"So, let's be fair and use gold." Tuoba Jin was the first to respond.

"I think it's okay." Anyway, they don't have Xianbei treasure notes or Xianbei gold notes, he thought sourly.

Wang Yun was embarrassed. Wu Ren looked at the friendship between the two sides that had been overturned because of his words, and thought to himself, what a shallow brotherhood.

After discussing the matter, Wu Ren said goodbye. He was busy and had no time to stay and stare at them.

Southland, the main tent of the Southern Expedition Army

"General, two secret letters." Xie Zhan took it and opened one of them. When he read the first letter, Xie Zhan was very excited.

After working so hard for so long, he finally made some progress. But the second letter made him frown.

"General, what's wrong?" Fan Yang asked.

"Wang Yun is so foolish that he was led by Pingzhou by the nose." Xie Zhan handed him the letter. Fan Yang took the letter and read it, feeling puzzled.

"Why do you see that Wang Yun was led by Pingzhou by the nose?"

"He shouldn't have taken this step. The horse racing game in Qingzhou District was originally created by Pingzhou. He was tricked, but he still thinks he is smart!" Wang Yun and his men didn't take the common people seriously, so they didn't realize that they had fallen into a trap set by others. He was the same before.

However, after several battles with Lu Songli, Xie Zhan has gradually realized the importance of the people, and has also more deeply understood Mencius' words - the people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least important.

If the upper and lower classes are extravagant, they will plunder the people. If the people are in turmoil, they will plunder the merchants. Fan Yang said,

"But if he doesn't plunder, someone else will, right?" If he does it himself, at least he can save some. Xie Zhan shook his head.

"You all think so, but let's see what Pingzhou does." Fan Yang was skeptical.

"What did Pingzhou do?" Could it be that, with such a good opportunity, Pingzhou would not reap the people within its territory?

"Pingzhou is cracking down on secret horse racing dealers in the country." Xie Zhan had been collecting information from Pingzhou, so he knew it very well.

Fanyang is stuck. Xie Zhan has been reflecting recently on how Pingzhou has developed step by step to its current scale. His answer is the people's will.

It is undeniable that Lu Songli has her own means, but her means are more about manipulating the people's hearts.

"Wang Yun is going to make Dali lose the support of the people by doing this. Originally, due to the propaganda of Pingzhou newspapers, the lives of the people in Pingzhou were slightly better than those in Dali. With Wang Yun doing this, the lives of the people will only get worse and worse."

"He has sucked the blood of the people of Dali dry. With the example of the people of Pingzhou in front of them, if something happens again, the people of Dali will no longer be attached to their homeland and will flee to Pingzhou." After Xie Zhan's analysis, Fan Yang also realized the seriousness of the situation.

"General, is this a conspiracy in Pingzhou?"

"Of course." Xie Zhan was very sure that this method was too much like Lu Songli's.

"Who has bewitched Lord Wang?" Fan Yang couldn't help but ask. Others had different opinions.

"General, I don't think so. It can also be said that after Pingzhou opened such a precedent, the interests involved were too great, and Lord Wang couldn't help but be tempted." Xie Zhan: "Don't take chances when facing the enemy." Fan Yang said,

"Then I'll have someone investigate." Xie Zhan nodded, and he also planned to send a secret letter to Song Mo. If he could stop this, that would be the best. If he couldn't, what happened in the future would confirm what he said today, increase his weight in Song Mo's heart, and win important points for him to return to the center of power later.

Thinking of this, he immediately ground ink and spread paper, and wrote a secret letter to Song Mo. After handing the secret letter to his confidant to send out, Xie Zhan picked up the first secret letter and read it.

Zuo Anmin had done a great job. If this could be accomplished, Dali would no longer be afraid of the war threat from Pingzhou. This good news was the happiest development for him after he switched from being open to being secretive.