Three Kingdoms New Malaysia Super

Chapter 7 Plan for Development

"The army of the orthodox court?" Ma Teng was in his prime at this time, and he was not yet eager to return to the Han Dynasty in his twilight years. Therefore, at this time, he was still a little confused about Ma Chao's thought of trying to integrate himself into the Han Dynasty.

"Naturally, we have to integrate into the Han Dynasty!" Ma Chao doesn't want to be the leader of bandits all his life, but now it seems that his awareness as a cheap old man seems to be a little too low, and he has to explain in detail: "Father, integrating into the Han Dynasty is beneficial and harmless to us. First, we are soldiers, and the princes of Xiliang are bandits. If we send troops, we will eliminate the rebels for the court. And when they send troops, they are plotting rebellion, which is a victory.

"Well, my son's words are reasonable. I don't know if there are any other reasons?" By now, Ma Teng has accepted his fate and began to play the role of a primary school student and listen to Mr. Ma come to teach him.

"Although the Han Dynasty has been in its twilight years, its power cannot be ignored when the hundred-legged insects are dead and not stiff. And after we become the imperial army, we are very likely to receive funding from the imperial court, which is extremely beneficial to our future development! This is a profit victory."

"Well, well, my son's words are reasonable." Ma Teng doesn't seem to say anything other than this.

"Han Qiang has accumulated grievances for a long time, and the resulting Liangzhou crisis has become a big problem. And his father is originally of Han Qiang, and he has an innate advantage in subjuging Qiang Hu. And if we are also court officers and soldiers and take this status to get along with Qiang, it is a state relationship, and this is a victory. With these 'three victories', why doesn't my father want to do it?

"Like Han Sui, tie Qianghu well?" Ma Teng obviously didn't expect Ma Chao to have such an idea, and Ma Chao's fresh idea at this time made Ma Teng very curious and surprised.

Ma Chao stroked his forehead and replied tiredly, "Father, do you think you can defeat Han Sui, who has 100,000 or even millions of Qiang Hu support, with his own strength alone?"

"Uh... My son said..." Ma Teng was about to say it again, but Ma Chao said, "That's reasonable!"

"Vertical! How dare you tease him as a father?" Ma Teng shouted harshly, but looking at his face, it was obviously a father's pride in having an excellent son. Especially at the corners of his eyes, there is a smile, which makes Ma Chao unscrupulous:

"Father, according to what the child has heard and felt, Han Sui is cruel and vicious, especially in playing with power change. This man was a weak scribe and jumped into a hero who dominates Liangzhou and shocked Qianghu. He will definitely be our enemy in the future.

"Well, my father used to work under Han Sui, and I know this person's methods well. Han Sui's real name is 'Han Yue' and once served as the governor of Liangzhou. He and Bian Yun, the governor of Xin'an County, are both famous Han scholars in Jincheng County. When the Iron Qiang League rose up against Han, it fell into Jincheng and coerced Han and Bian to join the alliance together, taking charge of the important tasks of the Allied army. Han Yue and Bian Yun were afraid that their real names would be wanted by the court and implicated the family, so they hid their names and changed their faces - Han Yue changed their names to 'Han Sui', and Bian Yun changed their names to 'Bian Zhang'.

Later, in the third year of Zhongping (186 A.D.), Han then invited Bian Zhang, Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou to discuss the matter, poisoned the three people and annexed them. After that, he supported more than 100,000 soldiers, as if he were the leader of the alliance. However, due to Zhu Qianghu's dissatisfaction with Han Sui's unauthorized killing of Beigong Boyu, Han Sui pretended to withdraw from the position of alliance leader, but played tricks behind his back. On the one hand, he elected the kingdom as the leader of the alliance, and on the other hand, he had a strong elbow behind his back, causing the kingdom to command to seize Sanfu, which failed completely.

At this opportunity, Han gathered a new ministerial meeting, abolished the kingdom, and appointed Yan Zhong, a famous frontier fortress, as the leader of the puppet alliance. After that, Yan Zhong suddenly died of illness, and Han Sui got what he wanted and finally became the leader of the Iron Qiang League. Ma Teng told Han Sui's resume in one breath, and it seemed that he had also done a lot of homework for Han Sui.

"In Kansai, Han Sui is called 'Nine Songs of the Yellow River', mocking Han Sui's deep, vicious and cunning, and his heart is like the Nine Songs of the Yellow River. Later, he also felt that the death of Yan Zhong may also be very strange... However, as Chaoer said, these people satirize Han Sui because they are afraid of Han Sui! Now, Han Sui has torn his face for his father, but Han Sui has already had plump wings. What can he do? Ma Teng finally asked worriedly, perhaps all Ma Teng's troubles came from his lifelong enemy, right?

"Nine Songs of the Yellow River? This title is also a little interesting. However, Han Sui, his father, is just a hero in Liangzhou. In the Han Dynasty, there are countless heroes. If my father only focuses on Han Sui, he will be a little angry..."

"Zong, he is ridiculing as a father again..." Ma Teng laughed and scolded, but couldn't help but fall in love with Ma Chao's spirit.

"Father, please see, after the Ma family occupied Fufeng County, it is far away from Han Sui's base Jincheng County. Presumably, there will be no large-scale killings for a long time. At this time, as long as the father actively knots the Qianghu, the barbarians will gradually disintegrate Han Sui's wings. After that, with the financial support of the imperial court, he took Jicheng with justity..." Ma Chao's slender fingers pointed back and again on the bottom map, like a magic stick, making Ma Teng's eyes involuntarily follow Ma Chao's fingers.

"Han Sui, the old thief will not let us develop like this!" Ma Teng slowly said this after seeing that Ma Chao's fingers had gradually circled the whole Xiliang.

"Yes, Han Sui naturally won't, but Xiliang is not his family at present. Father, don't forget that in addition to us, Liangzhou also has officials from the Han Dynasty, those who occupy the mountains as kings, and more powerful princes. And once we choose to have no dispute with the world and develop quietly, Han Sui's vision will naturally be on those people. As long as we move a little from it, I'm sure Han Sui won't be too comfortable. Not to mention the matter of our relationship with Qianghu... At that time, how can Han Sui still have the energy to focus on us?

Ma Teng took a look at his eldest son, who was already familiar with him. How could he feel that the person standing in front of him at this time was completely a stranger?

And Ma Chao did not notice Ma Teng's strangeness at all, and continued to say endlessly: "My father integrates the court and Qianghu outside, repairing military affairs, farming, concealing his light and biding his time, and developing steadily, he will take the whole Liangzhou in his hands. After that, my father sat in Xiliang, watched the wind and clouds of the Han Dynasty, and then used Xiliang Iron Horse to defend the fierce warriors of Kyushu. How magnificent it is?

"When did my son have this ambition?" Ma Teng's eyes were stunned and bright, just like the green light in the eyes of the hungry wolf in the dark night.

"Maybe it's because I got sick half a month ago..." Ma Chao looked at Ma Teng's fiery eyes and couldn't help but feel a little confused, and subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

"Isn't it that God blessed my Ma family and sent down such a miracle that made my son's ten months open?" When Ma Teng saw Ma Chao looking at his virtue, he couldn't help laughing in his heart: "Superer, why don't you get sick again?"

I don't want to travel again! - The heartbreaking roar of the time-travelling man.