An Jiangchen's vision was still limited to Bozhou, while his opponent's vision encompassed the entire world. Therefore, the two were simply not on the same order of magnitude.
Therefore, was it not an easy decision to join hands with the Daqin Imperial Court or with An Jiangchen?
The Daqin Imperial Court needed him, and An Jiangchen also needed him. However, the benefits of joining hands with the Daqin Imperial Court would be much more than what An Jiangchen could give, right?
This choice was really difficult, so difficult that it took Song Seong-eun the time it took for half an incense stick to burn before he made a decision.
Therefore, in the face of the current An Jiangchen, Song Seong-eun's heart did not fluctuate at all, and he even wanted to laugh.
"Uncle An, the world has changed. Daqin is not Daming. It has changed, it has become completely different. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. Uncle An, you can give up those ideas of yours. Don't think about those useless things anymore. Daqin is far stronger than Daming. This is not something that can be solved by us advancing and retreating together.
If we want to solve it, it can't be now. When the former Ming Dynasty was founded, it was also incomparably powerful. We only managed to recover in the Chenghua era. Even if Daqin is the same as Daming, it still has 70 or 80 years. Who among us can live until then?
To achieve great things, one must know when to yield and when to stand tall. Now is the time when we need to yield. Uncle An has been famous for his entire life. Don't tell me that you can't see the current situation and want to go against the heavens? The Daqin Emperor is not a simple character. We can't underestimate him. "
After listening to Song Seong-eun's words, An Jiangchen was certain that Song Seong-eun had been bought over and had become a loyal collaborator of the Daqin Imperial Court, while he himself had undoubtedly been sold.
He was very angry.
However, it had to be said that An Jiangchen actually overestimated himself. If this kind of thinking was known by Zheng Ying, he would certainly scoff at it.
It was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It was ridiculous to overestimate oneself.
However, An Jiangchen also understood that he was not an idiot. He knew how powerful the Daqin Imperial Court was.
Not to mention, the arrogant Yang Yinglong had been pacified in less than a month, and the 160,000 strong army was still eyeing the place like a tiger watching its prey. At this time, even if An Jiangchen had 100 times more courage than Yang Yinglong, he still wouldn't dare to act as he pleased.
However, if he couldn't fight for the benefits, how could he be willing?
He had brought ten thousand family soldiers to participate in the battle, and hundreds of them had died in the battle. There were even more who were injured. If he didn't get anything, how could he explain to these people? How was he going to explain this to his family when he returned? Were they really volunteers?
He could not accept the outcome of not getting anything at all.
However, Zheng Ying was determined not to give him a chance, so he could only rely on his intuition to find Song Seong-eun.
However, Song Seong-eun told him to adapt to the circumstances.
An Jiangchen found it very funny.
Adapt to the circumstances?
When Yang Yinglong was wreaking havoc, he was wise to protect himself, and when the Qin Army came to suppress him, he immediately followed them. Wasn't this adapting to the circumstances?
If this wasn't adapting to the circumstances, then what was?
An Jiangchen really couldn't understand all this.
But he knew that he wanted benefits. Whether it was to ensure his own desire or his own status, he needed benefits.
He was the leader. A leader could enjoy everything, but he also needed to protect the collective interests of everyone. Otherwise, his status would be shaken.
Under the primitive system, without the protection of a mature political system like the Han people, he had to do this, otherwise, his status would be shaken.
"Chengen, I won't say anything else. Considering the many years of friendship between our two families, and considering that I am at least your elder, can you really tell Uncle An what benefits Zheng Shuai has promised you?"
Song Seong-eun pursed his lips and smiled.
"Uncle An, since you have put it this way, I can't hide it. But out of the promise to Zheng Shuai, I really can't say it completely. You just need to know that this is a benefit that no one can refuse."
Song Seong-eun's smile was very frank, but An Jiangchen's heart had already set off a storm.
He knew better than anyone how to understand Song Seong-eun's description.
No one could refuse the conditions.
What was it?
Why did he give it to Song Seong-eun?
Why did he choose Song Seong-eun instead of himself?
Which part of him was inferior to Song Seong-eun?
Which part of the An enterprise was inferior to the Song enterprise?
The Song enterprise sent troops, and the An enterprise also sent troops. The Song enterprise fought to the death, and the An enterprise also fought to the death. Which part was inferior?
Or in some unknown place, the Song enterprise quietly sent something extraordinary to Zheng Ying, so Zheng Ying favored the Song enterprise?
An Jiangchen's thoughts diverged to a certain link, and he suddenly realized this.
It was the same in the former Ming Dynasty. What the emperor knew was conveyed by his officials. As long as the officials communicated with each other, they could influence the emperor's cognition. Then if the officials were persuaded, they could indirectly persuade the emperor. In the former Ming Dynasty, the chieftain in the southwest lived like this.
Although the dynasty had changed, it was still the same. The court was still the court, and the emperor was still the emperor. There was no difference. If Song Seong-eun promised something to Zheng Ying in advance and fed Zheng Ying, then the emperor would naturally not doubt anything Zheng Ying said to the emperor.
He understood everything.
Why did Zheng Ying only keep Song Seong-eun, and the others were excluded?
At the thought of this, An Jiangchen's face became gloomy. His expression became a little strange, and his eyes became very sharp.
"Thank you. I didn't expect that the pupil surpasses the master. It seems that I am really old."
Song Seong-eun didn't know what An Jiangchen thought of, but he instinctively thought that it didn't matter. Because with the Qin Army as his backing, he could basically do whatever he wanted.
"Uncle An, you flatter me. I am still a junior. I am not experienced enough, and my means are not tough enough. I need more advice from you in the future."
"Hahaha …"
An Jiangchen's laughter was very creepy. He stood up and looked at Song Seong-eun, "More advice? You've already surpassed your master, so what advice do you need from this old man? In terms of dealing with the imperial court, you are no longer inferior to this old man. You are already a very powerful expert, and your family should be proud of you. "
Song Seong-eun also stood up with a smile.
"Junior is afraid, I am not worthy of such praise."
"Hahaha."
An Jiangchen continued to let out creepy laughter as he slowly moved his feet, "I hope you don't regret it. Asking a tiger for its skin and dancing with a wolf is not such a simple thing."
Song Seong-eun nodded and said with a decent smile, "Thank you for your advice, Uncle An. I will always remember Uncle An's advice, and I will never forget it for a moment."
"That's good, that's good! Hahahaha … "
An Jiangchen laughed and left Song Seong-eun's tent.
Song Seong-eun walked out of the tent and said loudly, "Uncle An, this junior respectfully sees you off!"
An Jiangchen still couldn't stop laughing.
It wasn't until he was far away that Song Seong-eun put away the smile on his face and returned to his tent.
Dancing with a wolf? Asking a tiger for its skin?
Haha, Uncle An, don't underestimate yourself too much. Isn't getting along with you the same as asking a tiger for its skin and dancing with a wolf? Do you think you are not like a wolf or a tiger?
In this world, as long as one is in a position of power, which one is not a wolf? Which one is not a tiger? Which one doesn't have the ambition of a wolf? Which one doesn't want more?
Which one is easier to get along with?
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