For powerful princes, this suggestion is beneficial, but for those with poor family wealth, the disadvantages far outweigh the advantages.

The Quartermaster is under unified control, and the grain and grass supplies are supervised by others. Everyone is afraid of losing.

Jiang Pengji almost choked and quickly poured a pot of water, which slowed her down.

"Those who put forward this suggestion are naturally stupid, really..."

This proposal is terrible. Even Li Yun and Dianyin heard it without talking to others. It is simply unrealistic.

Their own soldiers, their own food and grass, their own horses... Why should they be handed over to another person for unified supervision and scheduling?

It is undeniable that there are always saints willing to do so, but the Allied forces have their own calculations and haggle over every penny. Where are they willing to suffer losses?

Even if they all agree, but their family background and property are different from each other, what if they detain a part and lie about the figures?

I have to say, this idea is really naive, and the actual operation is as difficult as heaven.

Jiang Pengji looked for prestige curiously and found that the two lengzi sitting behind Yang Jian should be the person under Yang Jian's account.

"Sit down, rebel, you don't have a share in talking here!"

Yang Jian's old face was full of red and angry. He was very ashamed to look at it.

Jiang Pengji knew that this ER Leng was Yang Jian's son.

It's really unfortunate to have such an innocent son.

"Father? Son..."

Yang Tao didn't understand what he had done wrong. He hesitated and felt guilty.

He wanted to ask himself where he had made a mistake, but he was afraid that the question was too stupid to arouse his father's second anger.

Yang Tao was also sitting beside a handsome young scholar without a couple, showing a reluctant smile on all aspects.

"Zhengze, sit down."

The young scribe secretly helped his forehead - how could such a stupid and naive guy be his little partner?

Yang Tao shrunk his neck and looked pitiful. Under the double siege of his father and close friends, Wei Quba sat back.

Jiang Pengji smiled, "it's Yang Jian's son. He's really an interesting man."

Liu she gave a careless hum, and her eyes stayed on Yang Tao for a while, as if she were observing something.

His eyes drooped slightly, with a little complexity.

"Although I look a little careless, this son is not simple... The future is unlimited..."

Jiang Pengji looked at Liu she and Yang Tao in surprise, laughing and joking.

"It's true that Yang Duwei's son is short-sighted. As for 'not simple'... Excuse my son's clumsy eyes, I really didn't see it. This man looks like a clean piece of paper. He can see through the details at a glance. It's rare. I thought Yang Duwei's son should also be a brave young general. Now, when I look at it, this man looks very different from what I thought, but he looks like a stupid son of the landlord."

Liu she said with a smile, "maybe other fools have silly blessings."

The father and son talked in a low voice, which was out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere.

Yang Jian was isolated by the allies, and his bear son made such a scene again. He felt that his old face had been lost.

"Children are not sensible and just talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart, big guy."

Yang Jian smiled reluctantly. Even the well-developed beautiful beard could not hide his embarrassment. He had beaten his son in his heart.

The atmosphere was slightly solidified. Xu Pei smiled and turned the topic of deviation back.

Huang song was so depressed that he secretly greeted Er lengzi Yang Tao.

He didn't sell off either. He hurriedly said his plan again, so as to save a more careless one on the way.

According to Huang song's plan, the troops of the 23 forces are still under their own jurisdiction, and the military supplies are still self-sufficient. However, once the alliance leader has an order, it is necessary to focus on the alliance, cooperate with the attack or defense, and do not bring selfishness into it. The alliance leader has certain scheduling rights for them, but will not interfere with their internal government affairs, let alone make them pay additional expenses.

Compared with Yang Tao's idea, people like what Huang Song said more.

They are willing to lend their troops and cooperate in combat, but it is impossible to hand over military power to outsiders.

For example, if the alliance leader has ulterior motives, deliberately retains his military strength and turns to push other allied forces to the front line to give their heads, what should we do? They don't want to spend a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart, but they have to guard against people.

The 23 forces present have connections with each other. Who can guarantee that there is no resentment between them?

Huang song's proposal is just what they want. It can not only integrate the allies, so that the allies will not become loose sand, but also eliminate their concerns.

Xu Pei said, "this plan is very good. What do you think?"

There are few opponents. If the plan is approved by a unanimous vote, then the play will come——

Who will be the leader of the alliance?

You look at each other. No one wants to be a leading bird and wait for others to recommend you.

Yes, waiting for others to recommend themselves!

Everyone present is a big man level figure. Where can you make the behavior of Wang Po selling melons and boasting?

Even if my heart is eager to see through, I want to set up a horn and shout "choose me" and "choose me", on the surface, I will refuse modestly.

In Jiang Pengji's words, this is hypocrisy. People's modesty is not like this.

Jiang Pengji thought that this early bird should be Huang song. Unexpectedly, someone spoke one step faster than him.

"I think the Sheriff of Wuma County of Shanghai county is the most suitable for the position of alliance leader."

The person who spoke was an Xun. When this person spoke, the faces of Xu Pei and Xu Fei brothers were a little ugly. An Xun continued, "Sheriff Wuma is a royal lineage, and in terms of seniority, he is still the uncle of his majesty. He has great prestige and strong troops. He thought that if the sheriff Wuma was the leader of the alliance, the alliance would invade the king Changshou, save the son of heaven and save all the people, and become more famous..."

The Wuma wine cup sat at the bottom right, and always assumed a wandering posture. The whole painting style was out of tune with everyone.

Ann pushed him into the battle of allies. I don't know whether it was Ann's own idea or the idea of the sheriff wumayuan.

Jiang Pengji looked, more inclined to the idea of the sheriff Wuma.

It seems that this is also very ambitious.

She felt a handful of dried fruit and stuffed it into her mouth.

It tastes better with this good quarrel.

"That's a bad word. In Jing's opinion, Sheriff Wuma is by no means the best candidate."

Cheng Jing, who was behind Huang song, got up from his seat and looked as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hearing Cheng Jing's voice, the unresponsive Wuma cup turned its eyes, looked at Cheng Jing and said, "who are you?"

Cheng Jing doesn't like publicity. He calmly said, "I'm just a nobody in Langya."

If it were Fengzhen, there would be a word to go back now - it must be Mr. Yuanjing's first apprentice!

In Dongqing, Mr. Yuanjing is a living sign. His name is hung and his value rises.

The Wuma cup took back its sight.

"Since nobody, can you speak here?"