Chapter VI Wooing of all parties

"Lost, I lost......"

The moment he saw the infusion of talent, Su Heng's opponent, the young scholar, was hit hard, shook his head decadently and left, he is not a rich child, he can wait another year to make a comeback, for a person like him, a year, too long. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's cruel......

Seeing the opponent's back at the end of the curtain and the cheers on the field, Su Heng was also a little depressed in his heart, maybe if he didn't have this so-called talent infusion, the result might be similar to him......

Because the cheers were too loud, Su Heng also looked around casually, only to know that there were a lot of people coming today, most of the onlookers were gorgeously dressed people, obviously they were all for a purpose, for talents, and many of them had already come to him.

There were a lot of people coming, Su Heng's eyes were finally attracted by Zhao Shangde and Jiang Mubai, one of these two people was confident, the other was calm, and even the people around them would consciously lean to the side after seeing them, making a way for them to come out, obviously a big deal.

"Sir, Mr. Su, you can be my staff!"

When Su Heng's eyes were still on Zhao Shangde, suddenly a voice came from the side, and then a young man who looked about his age jumped out and looked at him with a burning face.

Seeing Su Heng's stunned gaze, the young man seemed to realize his recklessness, and immediately took a step back, bowed, and then looked at Su Heng with a longing expression.

Is this man a fool?

Su Heng looked at the young man and was silent.

"Ahem, Mr. Su, this is my son-in-law, the Ninth Emperor of Great Chu, Zhao Jinyu."

Behind the young man stood a middle-aged man in his forties with a pale beard, who looked calm and old, and his white face with occasional slight lines was full of embarrassment.

Nine Emperor Princes, Zhao Jinyu!

The people around him exclaimed again when they heard this.

This Nine Emperors seems to be the least favored of the Nine Princes, and the mother died early, and there are no supporters in the court, and he is also at odds with the Third Prince Zhao Yue, so for so many years, no one is willing to support him.

Su Heng is not ignorant of the affairs of the court, and a bunch of useful information quickly flashed in his mind, he is very unoptimistic about this Nine Emperor Prince, and his personality is so reckless, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve a big thing.

Seeming to see the impatience in Su Heng's eyes, Zhao Jinyu lowered his head in disappointment, he and his personal old eunuch Chen De came to Baifeng Tower early today, in order to attract useful talents, after all, his other eight elder brothers are full of talents, but he doesn't even have a person to give advice.

"Haha, Mr. Su is really beautiful with one hand, I admire it"

Zhao Shangde also walked over with a smile on his face at this time, although his words praised Su Heng's good use of the art of war, in fact, it could be seen in the eyes of the Ming people that this was obviously instilled with talent.

"Hey, Xiao Jiu, you're here too, why don't you have any guards by your side."

Zhao Shangde twisted his head to Zhao Jinyu next to him again, as if he had just seen it.

Zhao Jinyu is just a powerless Nine Emperor Prince, how can there be any personal guards, Zhao Shangde said this obviously on purpose, ironing that he has no connections and is not favored.

Su Heng is a smart person, and he didn't answer, before there is a clear goal, it is better not to involve the battle between the princes.

"The six princes and the nine princes are all here, and I came to invite Mr. Su to the mansion to taste tea on the orders of the second prince."

At this time, another white-clothed Confucian came over, saluted a few people, and then smiled at Su Heng with kindness.

Bai Fenglou has a very special status in the Chu State, and every prince has someone who secretly intervenes here to attract talents for them, but today Zhao Shangde happened to pass by, and Zhao Jinyu came to look for talents, so he didn't see several other princes, but their people still came.

For a while, representatives of princes and horses from all walks of life walked out one after another, revealing the intention of wooing.

The people here are all human spirits, what they value is not Su Henghui's talent instillation, but his future potential, after all, what can an embattled besieged person, on the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are fighting at every turn, and a talent instilled into thousands of people at most at the same time, and the sequelae after using it are huge, if they win over Su Heng today, they will definitely take Su Heng back to the house for an assessment, if there will only be an embattled person, and the knowledge of other military arts is mediocre, then at most it is to be an ordinary strategist.

"His Royal Highness is eager to seek talents, and I believe that as long as Mr. shows his talent in the house, he will definitely be reused."

"Your Highness......

"Eighth Highness ......"

Everyone stood up and wooed, but they all had the same purpose, that is, to go home first, to show their talents in order to be reused, and this reuse was just lip service, but they did not directly say what position it was, obviously they still didn't pay much attention to Su Heng.

When Zhao Shangde came in person, he said that as long as Su Hengcai had no problem learning, he was willing to invite him to be his right-hand man, which is equivalent to a position only below Jiang Mubai.

Zhao Shangde's words made Su Heng very tempted and a little moved.

Seeing one person on the field, Zhao Jinyu was anxious, he stood up again, glanced at the audience, and said loudly: "If Mr. is willing to assist me, I will let Mr. be my first strategist from now on, and I am willing to take all of Mr.'s suggestions and obey his words." ā€

Zhao Jinyu's words can be described as full of sincerity, and even made Su Heng feel moved on the spot, there is no one who does not want his words to be accepted and recognized.

"The words of the Nine Emperor Princes are too child's play."

After Zhao Jinyu's words were finished, there was immediately a discordant voice on the field, if it was an ordinary prince who said such a thing, they would definitely not dare to refute it casually, but for this powerless prince, they were not afraid.

But what they said is right, since ancient times, how many kings have said extremely good things before winning over their courtiers, but after conquering the country, how many of these courtiers have a good end? Most of them are cooked by cunning rabbits and dead lackeys, and the birds are just hiding their bows.

Hearing everyone's sneering voices, Zhao Jinyu blushed urgently, he clenched his fists, and seemed to be showing signs of rampage at any time, but in the end, he still stubbornly suppressed the anger in his heart, slowed down his voice as much as possible, and looked at Su Heng sincerely: "If Mr. Su is worried, I am willing to go to Baifeng Tower in person to ring the nine bells and tell the world to show my sincerity." ā€

Ring the nine bells and tell the world!

Zhao Jinyu's words were loud and powerful, making the martial arts arena silent, so quiet that only the breeze passing outside the building could be heard.