Sanguo: Banzi Shengtian, you call him Yanque?

Chapter 83: War of Confucianism (Part )

"Zhuge Liang is such a sharp-tongued man. It is indeed a good idea to let him come!"

Behind the screen, Sun Quan was enjoying himself secretly. He had been forced by Jiangdong's clan before, and he was filled with anger. He didn't expect that an outsider would vent his anger.

Speaking of which, this is also the sorrow of him, the Lord of Jiangdong.

At this time, the debate was still continuing in the chamber.

The celebrities in Jiangdong wanted to belittle Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang and others from all aspects, so that they could be killed more legitimately.

Zhuge Liang stood in the middle, shaking his feather fan lightly with a calm expression on his face.

Xue Zong asked loudly at this time: "Now Cao Cao has millions of troops and many generals. Although he has lost Jingzhou, he is still strong. He is eager to take back Jingzhou and flatten Jiangdong."

"Under such circumstances, if I, Jiangdong, fight against Cao Cao, wouldn't I take the initiative to die?"

Zhuge Liang immediately laughed out loud: "Haha, you really have little knowledge. You can tell at a glance that you are an armchair soldier. Does it mean that the outcome of a war depends solely on the number of soldiers?"

"Arrangement of troops and battlefield planning are indispensable. Even with a small number of troops, it is possible to defeat a powerful enemy."

"Although my lord Liu Bei only has a few thousand soldiers, he has been fighting against Cao Cao. It's ridiculous that Jiangdong is strong, well-trained and well-prepared, and the Yangtze River is dangerous, but some people still persuade my lord Sun Quan to surrender to Cao Cao. It's really disappointing. Everyone in the world is laughing at you!"

"If such a disloyal and unjust person appears next to my lord Liu Bei, I will definitely advise my lord to kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, Xue Zong's face suddenly turned pale, and he muttered something in the corner of his mouth to retort, but the angry words were useless. Zhuge Liang was scolding them as disloyal and unjust people in disguise.

"Haha, Zhuge Kongming turns out to be just a big talker," someone at the table spoke again, this time it was Bu Zhi, "You keep saying you are not afraid of Cao Cao, but you still don't want to ask Jiangdong for help?"

Zhuge Liang looked at it and chuckled.

"My lord Liu Bei is a serious enemy of Cao Cao. He wants to form an alliance with Jiangdong, which is beneficial to both of us. But some people are so frightened that they want to surrender after hearing Cao Cao's exaggerated words. Who have the right to laugh at What about us?"

He turned around, as if he didn't bother to look at Bu Zhi again.

Bu Zhi was immediately speechless and retreated angrily.

At this time, another person asked: "Although Cao Cao used the emperor to order the princes, his ancestor was Cao Shen. Liu Bei claimed to be a descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan, but there was no research. Everyone knew that he was just a mat weaver and shoe seller. , what qualifications do you have to compete with Cao Cao?"

Zhuge Liang turned around and saw Lu Ji speaking, and couldn't help but smile coldly.

What these clans value most is bloodline and inheritance, so they look down upon Liu Bei's origin, just like they look down on all ordinary people from poor families.

"What a bunch of nonsense! Cao Cao has been a minister of the Han Dynasty for generations, but he still holds the royal power, acts wantonly, bullies the emperor, and ignores his superiors. He is simply a man without a king and a father!"

"And my lord Liu Bei was given an official title based on the genealogy today. How can we say that there is no verification? Besides, even the founding emperor Liu Bang was just a small pavilion chief. Even my lord was weaving mats and selling shoes. What a shame!”

These words are still cursing a group of Jiangdong clans, saying that they are as kingless as Cao Cao.

When everyone saw that Zhuge Liang was responding fluently and scolding them all the time, their expressions were extremely ugly, and the atmosphere in the entire conference hall seemed extremely solemn. "Humph, in the final analysis, you just saw the strong strength of our Jiangdong and wanted to rely on our strength to deal with Cao Cao. Now you dare to talk here, how shameless!"

It was Yan Zhen who stood up to attack again. He reprimanded sternly and vowed to regain some face.

Zhuge Liang was even more fearless and looked straight over.

"The alliance is something that is beneficial to both of us. You are only opposed because you are afraid that your interests will be infringed."

"Even without Jiangdong, we will still compete with Cao Cao's army as usual, but you will only surrender to Cao Cao. Will this make Cao Cao look down on you? In his eyes, you are far inferior to my lord Liu Bei!"

Although the words were strong, Yan Zhen was still very angry, his chest was rising and falling, and he quickly sat back in his seat.

Lu Su, who had been standing by the side, kept silent but secretly laughing in his heart.

Before he came, he was worried that Zhuge Liang wouldn't be able to handle it. Now it seemed that Zhuge Liang was handling it more than adequately, but he just belittled them Jiangdong a little too much.

These clans from Jiangdong cannot all represent Jiangdong.

Cheng Deshu stood up again at this time and said coldly: "Zhuge Liang, I think you are just sharp-tongued and have no real talent or knowledge, but you are here to talk nonsense. Do you really think that you alone can defeat our Jiangdong with your eloquence?" ?”

"Some time ago, a poem was circulated in Cao Ying, which shocked the world. I think you should read it. Can you write such a majestic and heroic poem?"

Zhuge Liang's face was calm, but there was a hint of anger in his eyebrows. The mention of the masters in Cao's camp really made him a little angry.

After all, he is not weak to others, but he has been seen through several times, which planted the seeds of resentment in his heart.

But at this time, he controlled his anger very well, and instead said with a smile: "So you have real talent and learning? I don't know how much you know about arranging troops and deploying troops. Understand? Do you also know how to make soldiers fight hard and how to manage logistics? "

He skillfully avoided that poem. After all, he thought he was no match for the author of that poem when it came to lyrics alone.

Cheng Deshu looked arrogant, unaware that the topic had been diverted by Zhuge Liang: "I don't know, but what does it matter?"

"What's the relationship?" Zhuge Liang's voice suddenly became stern, "When Cao Cao's army comes over, you are going to use poetry to deal with Cao Cao's army? Use your beautiful articles to make Cao Cao withdraw his troops?"

"If everyone in Jiangdong is like you, knowing nothing about marching and fighting, and knowing nothing about war strategies, and only knows how to write and write articles, then I think you Jiangdong might as well surrender!"

A series of words immediately made Cheng Deshu feel ashamed and angry. He completely forgot about the poem and sat down angrily.

All the celebrities in the meeting hall lowered their heads at this time, eager to argue with Zhuge Liang again, but it seemed that no matter what aspect, they could not speak anymore.

"One person defeated the famous scholars in Jiangdong by arguing. Zhuge Liang is truly worthy of Wolong!"

Lu Su on the side was secretly surprised.

(End of this chapter)