"Half the price? Impossible! It's impossible for us! In that case, will you decide the future of the world, or will we!?"

"Wang Ming! If someone else had said what you said, we would have cut off a hundred of his heads!"

"Get out! Get out of here..."

Wang Ming was not angry, but instead smiled and cupped his hands.

"Looks like the time for friends is over."

"However, you, superior, need to know one thing. It is you who decides when the monarch's time begins, but it is I who decide when the friend's time begins."

"You!!!..." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened, and he heard the truth in these words, and glared at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming continued as if he hadn't seen it.

"The superior has already rejected it, so I won't mention it again."

"In other words, it would be right for you, superior, not to agree. If you do agree and later regret it, it will be difficult for me..."

"When a general succeeds, all his bones will wither. When an emperor is born, millions of corpses will be buried."

"It's really not a good thing if you take shortcuts."

"It should be said that this is the right choice for you, Zhu Yuanzhang."

"It's just that, superior, you need to be prepared. The Jackie Chan Tribulation is not that easy to survive."

“If you make one wrong move in the future, you may be in catastrophe!”

"Every step you take next must be correct, cautious, and think twice."

"Sir, let's stop talking about it today."

"I'm going to the commander's hall first. The generals are waiting for you to make a decision."

Wang Ming has been gone for a long time.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat back in his seat dejectedly and let out a long sigh.

"As long as you agree, you can easily survive this catastrophe..."

"I can really become an emperor... I'm really excited..."

"But half, half... our world is half of yours, so who are we, a puppet emperor?"

"If I hadn't known that it would be impossible to kill you so easily... we would have really wanted to ambush three hundred axemen and chop you down directly!"

"We also want to pretend that we agreed first and then default on the debt. We want to see what you can do if we default on the debt later..."

"We don't want to bet on the possible consequences..."

…

The Marshal's Mansion.

Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, and Wang Ming, who came last, were three important civil servants sitting in front of the hall.

Li Shanchang kept fanning himself with a folding fan, sweating on his forehead.

Liu Bowen sat aside with a calm face, drinking tea silently.

Wang Ming, however, is the most dashing.

He was holding a bag of melon seeds in his hand. Xiao was eating the melon seeds with interest while watching the show. There was also a bottle of Sprite beside him.

Tang He, Xu Da, Chang Shuaichun and many other generals gathered in the hall and started talking about it.

"Brothers, don't be intimidated by Chen Youliang, the sky won't fall!"

"It is said that there are 680,000 troops, but how many of them are battle-hardened?"

The straightforward Xu Da was the first to speak, but at the end of the conversation he turned to Chang Yuchun.

"Fourth brother, tell me."

Chang Yuchun stood up, his tone first disdainful and then turned into ridicule.

"I fought against them when we were in Anqing."

"Those kids have just put down their hoes."

"I can't bear to kill them..."

The generals burst into laughter upon hearing this.

The most steady Tang He put down the teacup in his hand with a smile and said.

"I'm telling you, fourth brother, your horrific battle in Anqing doesn't count."

"At that time, all the elites of Chen Youliang were used to attack Taiping."

"Hua Rong died in battle because of this."

"You in Anqing are only surrounded by Chen Youliang, and you don't have strong soldiers or generals."

Chang Yuchun was unhappy when he heard this.

"Second brother, you're not here, so what do you know?"

"Although we have elite soldiers and brave generals, our strength is only in infantry. Chen Youliang has many soldiers and horses, but most of the war horses are bloody horses brought from the northwest."

"Yes, the most powerful thing about Chen Youliang is his navy."

"The size of that ship is really rare in a hundred years."

"If someone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, we wouldn't believe it even if we were killed!"

"Everyone, everyone, our navy's three ships together are not as good as his one."

"As soon as his fleet came out, the big ones passed our heads."

"Our navy didn't dare to move. If we did, we would hit the side of his boat."

"Let's have another one. This Jinling City is close to the Yangtze River. The city is dead, but this ship is alive."

"If he can beat him, he will fight him; if he can't beat him, he will run away."

"We suffer from this both inside and outside."

After analyzing this, the faces of all the generals became even more ugly, including Li Shanchang in the hall, whose forehead was sweating and his face was ashen.

After a while, a naval general spoke.

"I have an idea, don't be offended by it."

"Since it's hard to predict the outcome of a fight, can we think of some other way?"

What other way? In fact, everyone present understands.

"I told you to stop being so secretive and just say what you have to say."

"The people sitting here are all brothers whose guts are straight to the bottom, and they will not be exposed to outsiders."

"Say it."

"Yes, tell me."

The stupid naval general didn't know what his future would be like, he continued.

"Surrender...hey, it's not really a surrender, it's a fake surrender."

As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence on the court. No one was willing to surrender, even if it was a false surrender.

Then someone else compromised.

"I think we can make peace with Chen You."

This statement sounded much better, and many generals immediately agreed.

"I also advocate peace."

"Yes, I advocate it."

"Yes, I stand for it too."

Seeing that the discussion in the hall was getting worse and worse, Li Shanchang, who was sweating on his forehead, looked at Liu Bowen.

"Bowen, please go and ask for help."

"If the superior doesn't come again, terror will no longer be possible."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bowen glanced at Li Shanchang and then at Wang Ming.

"Master Wang, if not, you can go and invite me."

Wang Ming shook his head: "I just met the superior. The superior is thinking about things. He should be thinking about it. Well, I am eating melon seeds now. Why don't you go ahead, Mr. Liu."

Liu Bowen was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and got up to find Zhu Yuanzhang.

Liu Bowen went to the study room of the Marshal's Mansion. Zhu Yuanzhang's personal bodyguard Erhu stood loyally in front of the door, blocking Liu Bowen's request for an audience.

Liu Bowen shook his head and ran back to the lobby of the handsome manor.

However, during this process, when he passed by the side hall, he was horrified to find that Zhu Yuanzhang was standing in the corner of the side hall, holding a pen in one hand and a palm-sized piece of yellow paper in the other, listening and recording something.

Obviously, this is what Zhu Yuanzhang was recording the discussions of many generals in the hall!

Suddenly, Liu Bowen felt cold all over his body, and he quickly crossed the side hall in a panic, returned to the lobby and sat down on his seat.

Wang Ming noticed it clearly.

Liu Bowen, who was originally calm and calm, was sweating like Li Shanchang.

Wang Ming smiled silently when he saw it and shook his head.

The things that Zhu Yuanzhang Cat recorded on small pieces of paper with a pen in the side hall naturally could not be hidden from his eyes and ears.

He didn't care about this, but Liu Bowen, a smart man, thought of many things and made up many things in his mind.
Chapter completed!