"Military advisor, I heard you mention that Yang Song is extremely greedy for money. In his eyes, even his relatives can be measured by money. I think his pitiful loyalty is definitely not worth much money. Why don't we buy him directly, but instead go around such a big circle?"

Back to the Taoist temple where the two of them devoted themselves to the suburbs of Nanzheng, they made a gesture to Di Ting who was hiding here, and then looked around in front of the eaves and behind the house. Liao Hua hurried back to the room and closed the door firmly.

Fa Zheng poured a glass of water and handed it to Liao Hua, and smiled faintly: "Yuan Jian said exactly, if it was just for this Yang Song, Fa really didn't need to do so many plans. But Yuan Jian, have you ever thought that if Yang Song turned to his lord, once Nan Zhengcheng was broken or Zhang Lu surrendered, how should the lord treat Yang Song?"

"It's still necessary to ask. Of course, you must reward and punish if you have any merits. The lord has always had clear rewards and punishments. Yang Song can help the lord..." Liao Hua was stunned when he heard this, and his words blurted out without his brain, but just after he said something, he stopped.

Yes, the lord has always been clear in rewards and punishments in the army. Merit is merit, and mistakes are faults. There has never been any deficiencies in merits and demerits.

If you use a lot of money to buy Yang Song and then let Yang Song speak in front of Zhang Lu and accidentally let him do this great contribution to the city, should the lord reward or punish him?

If you don't reward, it will inevitably affect the morale of the army and will also make others question the rigor of the lord's military governance. If you want to use these tricks in the future, the effect will be greatly reduced.

But if the reward is given in a special way, let alone how the soldiers and counselors under the lord despise Yang Song, who is unwilling to be with him, just Yang Song's notorious reputation can easily give people an illusion that the lord is willing to use and also uses greedy and despicable people.

Thinking of this, Liao Hua sighed slightly. Although he had played two old fast tricks with Lu Xun in Xincai in the past, compared with real strategists like Fa Zheng, he still felt that he had less tempering and less calculations.

Seeing that Liao Hua had already understood the joints, Fa Zheng had a teaching idea, and nodded and explained: "We plan for a city, a state, and all our plans cannot escape the masters of this city or county, just like if we want to seek Hanzhong, we cannot do without plotting with Zhang Lu.

Yang Song can take away Nan Zheng's pawns as our chess piece, but we cannot skip the Zhang Lu level through the slaughter of the Hanzhong. After all, Zhang Lu is the leader of the Wudou Rice Sect, the prefect of Hanzhong, and the people and officials of Hanzhong only recognize Zhang Lu at present."

"So, our purpose of getting close to Yang Song was to make him think he had hugged the nobleman's feet, rather than letting him become a confidant of the nobleman? In this way, when we need to abandon him, it has nothing to do with the principles of dealing with people and the lord's military management?" Liao Hua seemed to understand something.

Fa Zheng nodded: "You are right. Although Yang Song can help us when he seizes Nan Zheng, his character has long been destined to be just a piece in our hands!"

"How will this chess move?" Liao Hua continued to ask.

Fa Zheng laughed and sat down in front of Liao Hua: "Everyone knows that Zhang Lu has three thighs, one is a military general, one is a strategist, and the other is the Five Dogs of Rice Sect in his hand. However, the Hanzhong prefect only had two legs, namely the military general group headed by Zhang Wei, Yang Ang and Yang Ren, and the civil servant group headed by Yan Pu and Yang Song.

Now, Yang Ren is seriously injured and unable to be in charge of the director. Yan Pu, Zhang Wei and Yang Ang are surrounded by the lord in the nineteenth village in Yangping Pass, and they are just around the corner. For the Hanzhong prefect, if he wants to walk, he only has Yang Song's thigh left.

If we tell Zhang Lu that his confidant thigh had secretly surrendered to his lord and was ready to rebel anytime and anywhere, what do you think Zhang Lu would be like? If at this moment, Yang Ping Pass had another clear result, or Yang Angcheng was captured, Zhang Wei was injured, or Yan Pu, the first counselor under his command, sacrificed his life to the master, would Zhang Lu still have the intention to compete with our army?"

"No, I can't fight anyway, I can't win or win. If I were Zhang Lu, I would definitely kill Yang Song with my own hands and lead the crowd to surrender, and exchange a county in Hanzhong for the lives of Yang Ang, Zhang Wei and Yan Pu!"

After listening to Fazheng's analysis, Liao Hua felt enlightened and suddenly became enlightened. He stood up and looked directly at Fazheng, his eyes shining like the starry sky at night.

...

People often say that changes are faster than plans. When Liao Hua was still worried that Yang Song's aides did not understand what the Western nobles meant, the aide had left Xicheng in the morning of the next day with a surrender letter written by Yang Song entitled "On Hanzhong Today Who Dos the World's Blunt Words" written by Yang Song.

Immediately afterwards, a carrier pigeon took off from Wang Li's camp with a letter. After hiding from the falcon in the air, it drew a winding curve in the sky of Nanzheng and quietly landed on the windowsill of a Taoist temple in Nanzheng City.

Fa Zheng took off the letter tied to the legs of the pigeon, then fed a handful of millet, threw the pigeon back to the sky, and returned to the house: "Yuan Jian, pack up, and follow me to pay a visit to the pier in Hanzhong tomorrow!"

Bye Wharf?

Liao Hua was shocked: "Sir, why are you so anxious? You will visit Zhang Lu tomorrow? But what happened? Did Yang Ang, Zhang Wei and Yan Pu fall into the hands of the lord?"

"No, even if it's not too far!" Fa Zheng laughed and handed over the letter in his hand. "The battle at Yangping Pass has come to an end, and the result is almost the same as what we analyzed before.

Yesterday, Meng Qi and Ziyi launched a general attack on the mountain, causing the joint camp to take the blame. Yang Ang died in battle, Yan Pu’s whereabouts were unknown, and Zhang Wei was also surrounded by our army and fell into the hands of the lord on the way down the mountain.

The masters of the Wudou Rice Sect who were serving in front of Yangping Pass Army did not escape Feng Xiao's plan and were all captured. At this moment, Zhang Lu was at a time of external and internal troubles. If we set up a cart, horse and cannon tomorrow and go to the Hanzhong Prefect's Mansion to visit, Zhang Lu must have given us an answer!"

Liao Hua hesitated for a while: "Sir, although I obey your orders for this trip, the lord once warned me that Mr. Yan said that Mr.'s safety is more serious than a city. If Mr. Shin, would he be a little too risky if he wanted to set up a cart, horses and cannons to face Zhang Lu directly?"

"Adventure? Of course it will be a bit risky. Over the years, whether it is the lord, Feng Xiao, or Bo Jing, Wen Ruo and the generals and strategists under the lord, who are not walking on the edge of the knife?"

Fa Zheng sighed, fell on the desk chair, rubbed his eyebrows, and a trace of fatigue gradually dissolved, "Compared with them, what is this danger of Fa? It's just that Zhang Lu suddenly couldn't think it out, and he was crazy about gaining and losing his heart."

Liao Hua nodded: "Since that's the case, why not wait until the lord's army is approaching Yang Song's hand in the hands of the Nanzheng Daquan before taking the initiative?"

"Yuan Jian, only those who endure hardships will become the best. Without a cold and bitterness, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms? How can you control everything in your life? Or the same sentence, we must never give Yang Song the opportunity to become the lord's confidant adviser!"

Seeing that Liao Hua was still a little frowning, Fa Zheng smiled slightly and patted Liao Hua on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Fa said just now that it was just a small probability event in extreme cases. Zhang Lu was kind and righteous, and focused on family affection. Even the people of Hanzhong received their kindness repeatedly.

As long as Zhang Wei is still in our hands, he will not dare to do anything to me. What's more, we have to go and leave the chess game ourselves, right?"

"promise!"

Liao Hua hugged his fists and walked out the door with a ray of afterglow shot straight from the clouds and fell into the room. Large pieces of white clouds floated on the azure sky, which showed a fire-like red under the sunset.
Chapter completed!