After saying that, Wang Dejun turned and walked out of Dazhai, while Chen Zhennan sat on a wooden chair and chuckled.
Chen Zhennan has a thorough understanding of ancient history, especially the history of the Qin and Han dynasties, which he has studied in great depth.
Although it's not the same as the Feast at Hongmen between Xiang Yu and Liu Bang, the important thing is the method; as long as it works, that's fine.
At Chen Zhennan's suggestion, Wang Dejun immediately sent out invitations to all the bandit forces in Pengyang County to discuss cooperation methods. The news quickly spread throughout Pengyang County, causing a stir.
When Wang Dejun's handwritten letter was delivered to Liu Guancai, he thought it was Wang Dejun's challenge to a battle.
For many years, Wang Dejun has been unruly and has never shown the government any courtesy.
But when he opened the letter and read its contents, a smile finally appeared on Liu Guancai's face.
"Finally, you know how to back down, kid. Daring to oppose Prince Ning is no different from courting death."
After muttering a few words to himself with a disdainful expression, Liu Guancai summoned a yamen runner and ordered, "Send this letter from Wang Dejun to the Second Young Master and tell him that the day after tomorrow, Liu Guancai, the magistrate of Pengyang County, will lead all forces of Pengyang County to welcome the Second Young Master at the city gate."
The constable took the envelope and hurriedly turned to leave.
Meanwhile, Liu Guancai immediately ordered his men to clear the area around the Red Gate in preparation for tomorrow's banquet.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Lin Zhiming looked at the invitation in his hand, his brows furrowed in thought.
“This Wang Dejun killed Xiao Hu, and now he’s inviting all the leaders of our mountain strongholds to a banquet at the Red Gate. There’s something fishy going on here.”
Beside him, the second-in-command slowly walked forward and looked down at the invitation in his hand.
“Brother, the Red Gate is located in Pengyang County. Even if there is something fishy going on, they wouldn’t dare to do anything in the county. So my suggestion is to go there.”
Lin Zhiming pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and then nodded emphatically: "Alright, let's go to this Red Gate Banquet."
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