Xuanxia

Chapter 965 Bargaining
"What?!"

Fu Qingzhou, who had just flown for a day and a night to Yangsha City, was stunned after hearing what Hong Ruohai said: "If we don't solve this problem, you are going to rebel?!"

"Eh!"

Hong Ruohai frowned: "How can you say these two words casually?"

"Okay, who doesn't know what you mean?" Fu Qingzhou drank a sip of tea to moisten his slightly dry throat, and said helplessly: "You won't take the initiative to rebel, but if some masters in the capital are blind and insist on accusing you of a crime, you won't care so much, right?"

"Haha, that's right." Hong Ruohai laughed: "Anyway, it happens to be a chaotic time. I am not a particularly easy person to talk to. I also have a temper, right?"

"You are threatening me."

Fu Qingzhou sighed: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Of course we're going to the capital." Hong Ruohai blinked and said, "I'll help you hold the Western Regions. Wushu and Zhi'er don't have to fight the Xishuo army anymore. They can go to the capital. You can go back and kill those old guys and bring the emperor back."

Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly and held his forehead.

Are you kidding me? You are making this a big deal like it's a game.
"Marshal Hong, I just want to ask one thing."

He avoided the topic and asked, "If you break into Xishuo like this, can you guarantee that you can deal with the King of Xishuo and the lord behind him?"

Hong Ruohai frowned.

The place where they were talking was a small room in the Yangsha City Lord's Mansion. There was no one else here, and with their strength, there was absolutely no possibility of anyone eavesdropping.

So, there are some things that you can say boldly.

"Zhao Liang may be very powerful in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, he is just a little brat pretending to be profound."

Hong Ruohai said calmly: "As for the so-called lord behind him? Some people say that he is the late emperor... In my opinion, that is bullshit! When the late emperor passed away, I returned to the capital to watch him being buried. How could he be alive again!"

"but……"

He narrowed his eyes and said, "The one I fear is Ning Wuwang."

"Ning Wuwang?" Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Although he is already a Xuanxing, but you..."

Halfway through the question, he suddenly realized: "Ning Baimei!"

"Yes, you are indeed smart."

Hong Ruohai smiled slightly: "Ning Baimei is a man who dotes on his son. If anyone really touches his son, it means he has provoked him... No one in this world dares to provoke him."

Fu Qingzhou frowned, "Isn't that right? Ning Baimei isn't that kind of person, right? Ning Wuwang rebelled... Even if Ning Baimei dotes on his son and protects his shortcomings, it's impossible that he can't even distinguish between right and wrong, right?"

Hong Ruohai smiled mysteriously.

"Boy, how many times have you seen him?"

He asked back: "Do you think you know him well?"

Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "I really haven't met him many times...but in my impression, Ning Baimei is indeed a reasonable and gentle person."

"You are right, he is a gentleman and a good man."

Hong Ruohai's eyes became deep: "But can a gentleman, a good man, just by virtue of his high cultivation and high realm, suppress the entire Mingjian Pavilion, make the entire Mingjian Pavilion worship him as a god, and work for him? Just by virtue of being a gentleman, a good man, can he support the young emperor and protect the emperor in the court surrounded by wolves?"

But that was all he said, without going into details.

"Anyway, I can only delay the Xishuo Army for a while. After you settle the affairs in the capital, you can deal with Ning Wuwang and the others on your own."

Hong Ruohai waved his hand and said, "You are the next sword master selected by Ning Baimei. He has nothing to say if you do this."

Fu Qingzhou understands the mentality of middle-aged and elderly people. They have experienced a lot of things, and because of their status and position, they know the other side of some big figures that others don't know. So when they face the younger generation, they like to be mysterious. This is showing off, boasting, and even more so, pretending to be cool. Things like "Those who know about this kind of thing will know", "Don't ask so many questions, I can't go into details", "It's not appropriate to talk about it anymore" and so on...

I didn’t expect that Marshal Hong also has this side.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and didn't care: "This is a small matter, but I went south this time to find Jiaojiao."

"Your junior sister?"

Hong Ruohai was startled: "What's wrong with her?"

He was so busy fighting that he didn't receive any relevant news. Or even if he did, he threw it aside as temporarily useless information.

After Fu Qingzhou briefly explained, Hong Ruohai looked slightly strange. He glanced at the young man in front of him and smiled: "Zhao Liang is really afraid of you. He even cares so much about your junior sister."

"The more this happens, the more I can't let him have his way."

Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice: "Let's not talk about the safety of Jiaojiao and the Xuanmeng masters. Marshal Hong, just tell me, has this matter delayed many people in the Xishuo Army?"

Hong Ruohai pursed his lips, revealing an indescribable expression.

"It won't make any difference to us if we have more manpower..."

He coughed lightly: "Just say what you want to say."

"I would like to ask you to send some soldiers to accompany me to rescue the people."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "I will get this done as soon as possible, and I can return to Beijing as soon as possible to solve your problem."

"bargain……"

Hong Ruohai sighed, then waved his hand: "I'll give you two thousand soldiers."

"Five thousand." Fu Qingzhou said seriously, every word sounding powerful.

Hong Ruohai: “…”

"Those ghost cultivators can even trap several Cave Heaven Realm masters." Fu Qingzhou blinked: "Besides, there are also people from the Demon Cult... I'm worried..."

"Two thousand and five!"

Hong Ruohai frowned: "What a crap ghost cultivator, he can't withstand a charge from my men!"

"Two thousand five is too little..." Fu Qingzhou apologized with a smile: "How about a little more? Four thousand?"

"You!"

Hong Ruohai was furious. He raised his hand and took the sword that was placed not far away in his hand, ready to raise it!
"Calm down, calm down..." Fu Qingzhou quickly reached out and pressed on the sword, pressing the sword down.

Hong Ruohai tilted his head and looked at the young man holding the sword with both hands. He did not suffer any backlash or shock. He just pressed the sword lightly and remained silent.

"Three thousand, no more."

After a while, he exhaled and threw his sword aside. "Don't worry, there will be at least 500 heavy cavalry among these 3,000 people. I will also assign you a military advisor. With this army, let alone some ghost cultivators or demon sects, you can conquer a piece of land and become a vassal. It will be feasible."

"Okay, then three thousand."

Fu Qingzhou finally smiled happily: "Then let's talk about food and grass..."

Hong Ruohai's brows suddenly raised!
"Where is my sword? Sword!"

The sky above Yangsha City echoed with the Marshal's furious roar...

(End of this chapter)