Zhang Miao personally rushed to Xiangben to meet Sun Ce. In the face of Sun Ce's accusations, he was very frank, and the attack on Suiyang was an order, and he had to go, not my original intention. Yuan Tan is the assassin of Yanzhou, and He Hao is a friend back then, so I can't refuse. Yuan Tan and He Hao are both in your camp, you can ask them. If there is a single word of truth, I would rather accept any disposition. If you want Chen to stay, I will leave Chen to you. You want my life, I'm here, do whatever you want.

As soon as Zhang Miao's words came out, Zhang Chao's face changed.

Sun Ce smiled. He looked at Zhang Miao for a moment, slowly stood up, walked in front of Zhang Miao, and circled around him for half a circle. "Who gave you the idea?"

Zhang Miao is very calm. "George Sin."

Sun Ce had already guessed that it might be Xin Bi, so he just asked by the way to see if Zhang Miao had any other strategists. Zhang Miao's ability is very average, but his character is not bad, the reputation of the eighth chef is outside, there are not many enemies, and there are many friends. Han Fu was squeezed out of Jizhou by Yuan Shao, and he came to vote for him as soon as possible. Cao Cao fought abroad and entrusted his family to him. It can be seen that there is still the righteousness of the rivers and lakes to save the emergency.

It is really not necessary to seize such a person's territory, especially if he has already confessed it. It is more beneficial for Zhang Miao to be Chen Liutaishou, which can act as a strategic buffer zone to protect Yingchuan and Chen Guo, and to the west, Luoyang. If you really want to take it, there is a danger of facing Yuan Shao and forcing Yuan Shao to fight a decisive battle.

"What about others?"

"After returning to Yingchuan to recuperate, maybe I will go to Nanyang for medical treatment."

"He can see it and use Nanyang Materia Medica as his sanatorium." Sun Ce muttered, waved his hand, and asked people to invite Yuan Tan and He Hao to come. Seeing this, Zhang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed this level, and he admired Xin Bi so much. is worthy of being an opponent who has been competing with Sun Ce for so long, and he knows Sun Ce too well.

Sun Ce gently revealed the matter of the war between the two sides, and the topic changed. "I want to see the cultivation of indigo and cyanosis in Xiangben, and I also want to see your dye workshop, is it convenient?"

"Convenient, anytime." Zhang Miao smiled: "If you can arrange a few people to help us improve the process, then I will be grateful." Customers in Jingzhou and Yuzhou are demanding, and I have heard from farmers that they feel that the dyes left behind are not pure enough and are unwilling to pay high prices. ”

"It's a good proposition, and I'll talk to them about it and see if there's anyone who can do that."

"It's hard to find ready-made talent, but as long as you find someone who is willing to do it, the rest will be easy to do. Chen has a ready-made workshop, but there is a lack of literate and hyphenated readers, so he doesn't know how to try. In fact, the most suitable person is the Taoist priest, those Taoist priests who can alchemy are not only knowledgeable, but also well-informed, and they are more familiar with the properties of matter than ordinary readers, and it is most convenient to improve the dye. ”

Sun Ce looked at Zhang Miao in surprise and nodded again and again. He felt that Zhang Miao's suggestion was very reliable, and immediately asked people to find Zhu Jian. However, Jian once cultivated in Yangcheng Mountain, practiced Dan, and was also familiar with the Taoist priests who made alchemy. His wound medicine is the masterpiece of Taoist priests, and it is now an indispensable medicine in the army. It is very suitable for him to preside over this matter, Yangcheng Mountain is in the territory of Yingchuan, and it takes half a month to go back and forth.

However, Jian Jian listened to Zhang Miao's suggestion, and was originally not interested, but Zhang Miao made a condition that he could not refuse: if the improvement was successful, Zhu Jian and all the people who helped could share in the additional profits, and the more they sold, the more they shared. If the quality of the dye improves, the market will be broadened, and the profit will be more lucrative. Alchemy is to burn money, more than 100 gold a year, but thrifty has a lot more money on hand.

is beneficial to the great cause of immortality, but Jian Jian readily agreed.

It didn't take long for Yuan Tan and He Hao to arrive, and they were all surprised to see Zhang Miao and Sun Ce talking and laughing. After listening to what happened and learning that Xin Bi's state was acceptable, Yuan Tan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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Wen Chou put his hand on the guard's shoulder, slowly walked out of the big tent, sat on the Hu bed on the side, and watched the squire knight compare arms.

Xu Shengzheng and Liu Hu compare spear techniques. Liu Hu's martial arts are very good, he is good at spears, and he has fought with Xu Sheng more than ten times, regardless of victory or defeat. Some others are applauding, some are scolding, and so on.

Ma Chao rushed over with Pang De and others, and when he saw Wen Chou sitting aside, he hurried over with a meteor. He tapped his palms with a horsewhip, looked Wen Chou up and down for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your life is really hard, you haven't died after so much blood." ”

Wen Chou glanced at Ma Chao and nodded to Pound. He was fished out of the prisoner camp by Pound, and if Ma Chao had thought of it, he would have died at that time. Later, thanks to Pound's care, it would have been difficult for him to survive.

Pound bowed slightly, silent.

"Alas, most of them have fought with you, saying that you are good at martial arts. When you're healed, we'll fight? ”

Wen Chou frowned. "I heard you're injured too."

Ma Chaoman didn't care. "That little flesh wound is nothing, it must be better than you."

"Okay, if you have the chance, I want you to have a fair fight." Wen Chou said, turning his head to look at Xu Sheng and the others who were competing, and his words showed a bit of fierceness and unwillingness. He was attacked in a hurry, and he lost too unjustly.

"There's only one way to play fair." Sun Ce walked over from the side and said loudly: "If you work for me, you will have the opportunity to compete fairly with any of them, including me, no problem." ”

Ma Chao hurriedly stood up straight, put away his hippie smile, and bowed in greeting. "General."

The crowd also came and saluted. Wen Chou was stunned for a moment, and slowly stood up. Sun Ce walked in front of him and looked Wen Chou up and down. "I look good, I look like I've survived. What, don't you accept the loss? ”

Wen Chou sneered: "With one enemy and fifteen, the general has been changed, can you serve?" ”

"Then more than 200 of us broke your more than 2,000 rides, and you are not convinced?"

The text is ugly, and his face is a little swollen and red.

"You are a general, not an ordinary samurai, that is a battlefield, not a school martial arts field, where is the fairness?" Sun Yi set up the Hu bed in his hand and sent it behind Sun Ce. Sun Ce was injured in both thighs, and he couldn't stand for a long time before he could get better. He sat down slowly, stretching his legs straight. "There is only one way to compete fairly, to become my subordinates like them. If you don't want to fight against Yuan Shao, I can arrange for you to go to another battlefield. ”

"What if I don't want to?"

Sun Ce raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Chou. "Then cut you. Could it be that I spent so much money and painstaking efforts to cure you, and gave you the opportunity to be my enemy? ”

Wen Chou's face suddenly became ugly, and his eyes became fierce. Sun Ce disagreed. "I heard that your great-ancestor Shi Emperor also served as a captain of Wuhuan when he was the emperor, why did you go back more and more, and you actually want to follow Liu He, so you are not afraid of embarrassing your ancestors?"

Wen Chou was stunned for a moment, and the ferocity in his eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only a thick melancholy and helplessness.