Why do we have to go to war? Isn't it good to sit down and talk?

Eighty miles away from the plains of Jiuyuan, in a harmonious atmosphere, it is called the enemy to see each other, and the eyes are red!

The hatred between Xianbei and the Xiongnu has been decades ago, and the south and north of the desert have all been lost in the hands of Xianbei, the Donghu, especially the Xiongnu who once dominated the prairie, and they have fallen to the point that they have plundered the Han people.

Just like when Zhang Liao was young, Yanmen was broken by Xianbei, and the Huns were so indignant that they followed him, a Han man, to the grassland to find a place, which shows how humble the Xiongnu are in front of Xianbei.

There is also Budugen, his brother is the leader, the great leader of the previous generation who once dominated the three Xianbei tribes of the prairie, the brother on the grassland and the last brother, and then sit as the big leader, how can it be his turn to Budugen! As a result, Kebineng, a lowly mongrel, suddenly rose, and defeated him, a superior nobleman, and had to be humbled into the pass, this hatred can be imagined!

In the face of these two enemies, Kebineng, who had just lost thousands of Dingkou, and the other clan leaders in the western Xianbei also had scarlet pupils.

It's a pity that sitting outside Jiuyuan City, these Hu people stare at each other like cross-eyed, but the two people in charge are in harmony, around a round table, Wang Hou is generous and square there, changing the flying and domineering a few days ago, Xiahou Ba looked happy, and took the initiative to fill Wang Hou with a teacup.

"Uncle, drink tea!"

"Eldest nephew, it's been a long time, the last time I saw you, you had just learned to ride a horse, and now you are already a general in armor, a talent! What a time flies! ”

In fact, the age difference between the two is not much, but Wang Hou and his father Xiahou Yuan are equals, so Wang Hou is a step taller, but watching the two of them insist on leaning on this father and son in order to show intimacy, the leaders of several clans who were still hostile to each other all looked at the corners of their mouths.

"Xiao Wang meets General Wang!"

The county officials are not as good as the current management, although Wang Shuang was very popular before, but now it is Xiahou Ba who has the final say, and Xianbei on the other side also has to look up to Wang Hou's eyes.

"I've heard of the general's prestige for a long time! Today, Xianbei has to get the general out of the town, and the outside of the Saiwai will get a peaceful paradise, which is really a great fortune for our Hu people! ”

This old oilman really learned the way the Han people deal with current affairs, and he said it in a good word, but when he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Kebineng who was sitting next to Wang Hou, and sure enough, the latter's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and his face became slightly gloomy.

Kebi can invite Wang Hou to make money for him, ideally he is the chairman of the board of directors lizard gull, Wang Hou is a stupid leek, but now, the situation is obviously not the case, in the situation, Wang Hou's right to speak even faintly suppressed him.

This is not what the power-hungry Kebi is willing to see!

Hu Chuquan, the old guy, provoked the relationship between the two as soon as he had a chrysanthemum.

Wang Hou is now an old oilman, can he not hear it? It's just that he didn't bother to fulfill his words, after the construction of the naturalization city, the money and grain produced Wang Hou was confident that Kebi could shut up, even if Kebi could not shut up, the clan leaders under him who received trade dividends would have to shut up for him!

But he, Wang Hou, is not easy to bully! As soon as his face changed from the bright spring just now, his expression suddenly darkened, and he shook his head gloomily and slowly.

"It's polite, but just about the peace outside the pass, it may not be guaranteed!"

"What does General Wang mean by this?"

The smell of gunpowder became strong all of a sudden, knocking on the table, and the reluctant Nanxian Bei boss Bu Dugen, a strong man with a full head of pigtails, a bearded face, and a strong man who was even more humble than Ke Bineng, suddenly jumped up, and stared at Wang Hou with a calm gaze.

Although Wang Hou didn't say anything, he could bring out this aggressive attitude, and Kebineng, a few leaders of the western Xianbei, also stared back with gloomy eyes.

"What? Just now, your department intercepted and killed the Xianbei Tribute Envoy caravan, and the former Jiuyuan Captain Wang Shuangdu has surrendered to the law, so you have to pay some price! ”

It's shameless! Who doesn't know what happened to the Jiuyuan Incident, Wang Hou was actually embarrassed to pull the tiger skin with this matter, his angry cheeks were bulging, his eyes were red, and his steps jumped up, and he grinned in annoyance and roared a lot of Xianbei language, and after a while, he turned back to his senses, and snorted coldly in the broken Chinese he had to learn in order to deal with the Han people.

"Lao Tzu's confession is only a knife! If you're brave enough, get it yourself! ”

Hu Chuquan, the old oilman, is looking at Xiahou Ba, the general who protects the Huns.

Although the Han Empire is now split into several pieces, but in the north, Prime Minister Cao Cheng is still easy to speak, and he does not listen to Cao Cao's words, and his head and melon seeds have been made into a gin and collected.

But what disappointed him was that Xiahou Ba was a little bit of a master who was a general who protected the Huns, and he looked like an uncle was talking about something, and he sat there with a smile and looked at Wang Hou.

Xiahou Ba may not be as brave as his father Xiahou Yuan, but as the second generation of officials, he is not blind to his tricks, Wang Shuang's matter, the Southern Huns and Nan Xianbei must not be able to stand on his side sincerely.

It's better to rely on Wang Hou's thick legs, anyway, Cao Cao's bottom line is not attached to Wang Hou's door, and the rest is how he comes, and he is happy to watch the excitement.

Hu Chuquan is not as reckless as Budugen, he can see the form clearly, Xiahou Ba is obviously unreliable, a Ke Bi Neng is already difficult to deal with, plus a Wang Hou, the Huns will definitely not be able to bargain, since they can't get cheap, then look at what Wang Hou wants, first weigh the gains and losses!

After a deep groan, Hu Chuquan broke the dead silence of the negotiation table after Bu Dugen's statement, and his left hand, which had waited for four gold rings, unconsciously knocked on the table, and asked solemnly.

"What price does General Wang want our Jiuyuan tribe to pay?"

"Coal!"

This demand is a necessity, and without thinking about it, Wang Hou has already said it categorically.

"My master Yu Ji traveled here many years ago, and found a huge carboniferous mine here, and I built a naturalized city under the Yin Mountain two hundred miles to the north, and I want Jiuyuan to mine this carboniferous mine and transport it to my naturalized city!"

Sneezing ......

Finally got rid of Wang Hou, and the old fairy Yu, who was sitting in Laoshan Palace to participate in the Flying Ascension Avenue, sneezed fiercely, and the mentality of meditation and meditation was stirred, and he didn't even calculate it, the old guy snorted directly to the north, and shook off the dust again, and continued to meditate and meditate.

At the negotiation table, the typical prairie face of Hu Chuquan, who asked to listen, couldn't help but stiffen, and asked in disbelief.

"General Wang, what do you want to ......?"