Yu Yang stroked his forehead with his hand.

Any dynasty has loyal people, and those governors may not have any rebellious things. On the contrary, he also saw the unwillingness of several of them.

But he is not Zheng Changgong after all. He cannot understand these veterans in such a short time.

"I think, I think..."

Yang Yu paced back and forth, his thoughts spread. I don’t know how long it took, but he was shocked and stepped into the white light again.

Buzz!

The same bed, the same severe pain and weakness.

Without any delay, Yang Yu stood up, took out the wounded medicine from his tent, swallowed it in anger, and then sat down after the document.

Pranayama injury.

Before long, the young man reported it to him, but it was not as good as their words. Yang Yu took the lead in speaking and ordered him.

"Please come to the banquet!"

This is the first sentence.

"By the way, send a talkative man to the enemy camp and invite his envoy to come and discuss matters."

"ah?"

Several young generals were shocked, but Yang Yu did not want to waste his time, so he waved his hand to let them go down and asked someone to call the musician to prepare.

"Music player?!"

The young player who was called was completely confused.

It’s time to go, and you still have a musician. Will the veteran general surrender?

But he didn't dare to refute because of his power:

"I wonder what musicians to play?"

Warden Yang breathed and regulated his breathing and replied:
Chapter completed!