Sun Ce was neither angry nor anxious, and said slowly: "Please give me some advice."

Yang Xiu came prepared. He knew very well that he would not obey orders if Sun Ce did not see the determination of the court. For such a young man who became famous and became famous in one battle, breaking his superstition of force was a direct way. Xun Yu also knew this. Huangfu Song stationed his troops in the Lantian camp to intimidate Sun Ce.

Yang Xiu deliberately glanced casually and looked indifferent. "The army was working hard on an expedition, the boats and cars were exhausted, and the troops were insufficient, especially the lack of cavalry. General Sun said that your winning rate in the battle was only 30%. I'm afraid this is the reason?"

"Yeah, is this arrogance?"

"Although this is a bit exaggerated and not too much, you say that General Cheqi and Cavalry will have a winning rate of 80% when attacking Nanyang. This is too conceited. General Cheqi and Cavalry is not Xu Rong, he is from Liangzhou and is highly respected by the soldiers of Liangzhou. He will not give you the opportunity to disagree and divide, nor will you block you from death, line up with the water, and lose the advantage of the cavalry in vain. Not to mention anything else, he has nearly 10,000 Liang Jing Cavalry under his command, including Lu Bu, Zhang Liao, Ma Chao, and Yan Xing, who are good at cavalrymen, can you deal with it?"

Sun Ce tilted his head, looked at Yang Xiu, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Yang Xiu was not willing to be outdone and sneered. The two looked at each other like a cockfighting for a while, and Sun Ce couldn't help laughing. "Yang Dezu, we should be about the same age, right?"

"I was born in the year of Yimao, and in the fourth year of Xiping."

"Then we are the same age." Sun Ce gently patted the railing. "Zhou Yu and I were born in the year of Yimao. We can talk very well. We are both of us of the same age and have a common language. We thought we could talk to you too, but now thinking about it, I take it for granted."

Yang Xiu laughed and refused to accept Sun Ce's topic, so as not to be taken away by him. "General Sun, he has different ideas and does not plan for each other. You are a famous general. I am just a Confucian scholar. I dare not expect to be friends with you. Let's talk about some serious matters."

"Well, you are the Hongnong Yang, the third master of the fourth generation. You can read a few words and say "Song of the poem" and you can be called a minister. I am the Fuchun Sun, a sold melon. If you want to be a marquis, you can only fight for your life. We are indeed not a member of the same generation and can't pee in a pot. Let's talk about the serious business. Are you here to come to me because of the Nanyang County Magistrate?"

Yang Xiu was stunned. He did not accept the topic Sun Ce was close to, and Sun Ce also reciprocated and did not discuss Huangfu Song's affairs. He directly pointed out the purpose of his visit, which caught him off guard and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Don't be nervous." Sun Ce smiled. "My opponent is not you, and I don't plan to make things difficult for you. The last time you were beaten was your own problem and it has nothing to do with me. I will make it clear directly. I will not give up in Nanyang. I don't object to Yuan Yao as the prefect. It is absolutely impossible for Yang Hong to be the county magistrate."

Yang Xiu gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger. He could understand what Sun Ce meant. Sun Ce's opponent was Xun Yu, his father Yang Biao, who was not qualified at all. This aroused his anger, but did not make him mess up. Now is not the time to fight against Sun Ce, and there is something to do.

"Why? Yang Wenming is also..."

"No," Sun Ce interrupted Yang Xiu directly, paused, and said, "If you have to ask me for a reason, of course I have it, but those are no different from shrews scolding, I am not interested. If you want Nanyang, you must beat me first. I will wait in Nanyang. No matter whether he is Xu Rong or Huangfu Song, I don't care."

Yang Xiu frowned secretly and annoyed Sun Ce, and this truth could not be explained.

"General Sun, is Nanyang still the Nanyang of the imperial court?"

Sun Ce retorted. "Is Jizhou still the Jizhou of the imperial court?"

Yang Xiu changed his color in shock and his heart beat faster. It is well known that Yuan Shao has the intention of being unjust. Sun Ce compared Jizhou as a comparison. Is this meant to break up with the court? In Xun Yu's plan, Sun Ce did have the possibility of being unjust, but he did not yet. His foundation was not solid and he had a strong enemy on his side. He would not turn against the court. If he was targeted by the public, he might be used by the court and become a force to balance or even attack Yuan Shao. This was very smooth. Sun Ce agreed to Yuan Yao as the prefect of Nanyang and Yang Hong also became the county magistrate. Seeing that the task was completed, Sun Ce suddenly turned his face.

"Jizhou...of course it is still Jizhou of the imperial court."

"Jizhou and Jingzhou have a population of equal proportion. The amount of taxes Jizhou pays, the amount of taxes Jingzhou pays. I will borrow money if I don't have money and I will never owe the court."

Yang Xiu was angry and anxious, his palms were covered in sweat. He wanted to scold Sun Ce, but in this way, his mission completely failed. Not only did Yang Hong be driven away, he could not stay with Yuan Yao. Maybe... Sun Ce was the purpose? No, he couldn't fight him head-on. He had to take the overall situation into consideration and endure it for a while.

Yang Xiu suppressed his anger and squeezed out a smile. "General Sun's words are wrong. How can Jingzhou be compared with Jizhou? Although Jizhou Mu's surname is Yuan, and the former Jingzhou Mu also has a surname Yuan, there is a big difference. General Sun said this, I am worried that the former Jingzhou Mu will not be at ease under the nine springs."

Sun Ce looked at Yang Xiu, snorted, hooked his fingers, Pang Tong stepped forward, and presented a scroll of paper with both hands. Sun Ce took it in his hand, bounced his fingers, and handed it to Yang Xiu. "Please send this list to the court."

Yang Xiu took it, glanced quickly, and complained secretly. Sun Ce had a great appetite. Not only did he want to control Nanyang, but he wanted to do the entire Jingzhou, and even the governor of Jingzhou was appointed. While complaining, he was also a little lucky. Sun Ce asked Yan Xiang to be the governor of Nanyang County and drive Yang Hong away, but did not mention anything else. It seemed that he was not clear about the real intention of the court's move. Although this list would embarrass the court, his father Yang Biao might not be able to agree, but it did not exceed Xun Yu's estimate.

Despite this, he still couldn't let go easily, so as not to avoid Sun Ce's gaining qualities.

"General Sun, I can send this list to Chang'an, but I don't have any hope if the court can be accurate."

Sun Ce shrugged. "It's no difference to me whether the court is correct or not. Please discuss it slowly. I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you. Shi Yuan will send Mr. Yang out of the camp on my behalf."

"Here." Pang Tong responded, turned around and bowed to Yang Xiu. "Young Master Yang, please."

Yang Xiu sighed, shook his head, and looked at the steps one by one, his butt hurt a little. He gritted his teeth and regretted it. Why should he take on this task? This kind of warrior is not only unreasonable, but also unceremonious. No matter what, he is Yuan Quan's outer brother, but Sun Ce does not give him any face. He first beat him on the excuse of military law, but now he is banished by someone with disagreement. He has no demeanor at all.

Zhou Yu is better. After all, he is a child of a noble family. Even if he refuses to give benefits, he is at least polite on the surface. Maybe... I should go to Xiangyang to meet Cai Yong and ask him to mediate.

While thinking, Yang Xiu held the railing and moved down the platform step by step. After walking through dozens of steps, he was so painful that his face turned pale and his body was covered in sweat. The wound was sore. Needless to say, it must be that the wound was torn apart, and the sweat was soaked in pain.
Chapter completed!