[Three Kingdoms] Xinghan

If he is really the king of Changsha, he can't just be treated as a benefactor.

The Zhen family inherited two thousand stones and was once considered a wealthy family.

However, since his father left early, even if his elder brother has done a good job in business, he can still use his old contacts at the moment, but if he has nothing to rely on in the officialdom, it will be a matter of time before he falls into a poor family.

Although a businessman is rich, he can't get on the stage after all.

After reading this, Zhen Yao bowed respectfully again, and said: "Zhen is willing to exchange a thousand stones of grain for a glass bead. Zhen will accept as many glass beads as the benefactor has."

Now that the emperor in Luoyang city has become a puppet, isn't this king of Changsha the only royal orthodox?

The world will be in chaos, but who can say that this young man with no entourage left will not be able to ascend to the Great Treasure one day?

After hearing this, Ling Han realized that the other party probably guessed his identity.

In fact, it is not surprising.The reason why Zhao Yun has not been able to confirm it until now is entirely due to the lack of information.

In ancient times, there were no means of communication, and almost all information was circulated through letters between scholars, who then told the local people.

As soon as he heard the news of King Changsha's escape, and saw that he took out so many glazed beads, he would naturally think about it.

It seems that the other party intends to sell himself, which is quite understandable.

Ling Han said: "How much do you have? Are you sure you can take it? Brother Zhen, you might as well tell Brother Zhen that I have mastered the method of making glazed beads. Right now, I can make about ten new ones every day."

"This," Zhen Yao was taken aback. He originally thought there were only a dozen or so at most: "It's Zhen who is outrageous, benefactor forgive me."

A look of hesitation flashed across Zhen Yao's face, then he moved closer and lowered his voice, "I can exchange another heavy armor with my benefactor."

Heavy armor?

This time it was Ling Han's turn to be surprised.

Ancient emperors allowed civilians to forge weapons privately, but for iron armor, once it was discovered that someone was secretly hiding it, it was bound to be punished with a felony.

The power of the armor is really too great.

Just take the archers as an example.An arrow shot at an ordinary soldier would incapacitate him immediately, if not kill him.

But it is too difficult to deal with heavy armored soldiers. If they can't shoot the eyes, it is almost impossible to damage them.

It can be said that for the same soldier, whether he has armor or not, the combat effectiveness is very different.

Ling Han couldn't help but said: "How could brother Zhen have this?"

"It's not a finished armor," Zhen Yao said, "To tell you the truth, I want to go to Qingyuanpo today because of this business. The discovery of iron ore is purely luck. If it was in the past, it would naturally be It was reported to the imperial court," he waved his hand to the high place: "It's just that in this world, even if I report it, I think it will be impossible to reach Tianwei. The late emperor has a spirit..."

Ling Han interrupted the other party's long string of words of loyalty to the Han family: "Brother Zhen, do you have suitable staff? Maybe keep it secret?"

Zhen Yao stroked his beard, and said: "Don't worry, benefactor, I will let the people under my hand to build the iron armor with all their strength. They are all trustworthy people, and they will definitely not miss benefactor's business."

After discussing the address and time for handing over the goods, Zhen Yao invited the two of them to stay for dinner.Ling Han and Zhao Yun didn't go back until after noon.

After Ling Han left, Zhen Yao looked at the breathtakingly beautiful bead in his hand, and couldn't help having a strange thought in his heart.

Can the royal craftsmen make ten pieces a day?If it could be done, wouldn't the royal family have made a fortune long ago?Why sell officials and nobles?

The thought was fleeting.After all, if even the royal craftsmen can't do it, then there is no one in this world who can do it.

on the way back.

Ling Han was a little troubled.With the decline of the He Mansion, the story of Zhao Yun's defeat of the people in the He Mansion has been spread in Changshan a few days ago, and he has become a local hero.

If the recruitment of Xiangyong is entrusted to him, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

However, I seem to have missed one thing.Before, he only told Zhao Yun that he wanted to use Liuli to do business, but he didn't mention food at all, and he didn't reveal to Zhao Yun that he wanted to build an army.

Just now Zhen Yao said that he would use the iron armor in exchange, and he remembered this when he was excited, and it was difficult to explain it in front of Zhen Yao.

Thinking about it now, for such a big matter, as a senior who gets along day and night and takes good care of him, he didn't even know about it beforehand.

From Zhao Yun's point of view, isn't what I did a little too much?

Ling Han pondered how to apologize.Zhao Yun opened his mouth and said: "Let the recruiting of the brave men be left to the senior brother. How many people does the junior brother plan to recruit?"

Ling Han was slightly taken aback, looking at Zhao Yun, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao Yun smiled: "What's wrong?"

Ling Han lowered his head: "Brother...Aren't you angry with me?"

Zhao Yun smiled again: "Brother, why are you angry with you?"

Ling Han moved his lips slightly, but didn't say anything.

Zhao Yun reassured: "Dong Zhuo has tens of thousands of Xiliang troops, if he wants to avenge his revenge, it is normal to recruit troops and buy horses."

"Although you didn't mention it to senior brother, senior brother naturally understands this truth. Ling Han doesn't need to take this matter to heart, senior brother said he would help you."

Ling Han was silent for a long time.

For more than half a month, what kind of feelings did he have towards Zhao Yun?

Changshan Zhao Zilong is no longer a hero in the history books, but a real person beside him.

Facing such a person, he has admiration and admiration in his heart, and he wants to build a good relationship, because the other party is really strong.

The only thing that doesn't exist is true family affection.

But obviously, Zhao Yun recognized himself as his junior very seriously.

It has nothing to do with the royal family, nothing to do with Liu Ying, it only has to do with Ling Han.

After thinking about many things clearly, Ling Han looked up at Zhao Yun, and raised his voice: "Thank you, brother."

A smile appeared in Zhao Yun's eyes, and he reached out and patted Ling Han's head lightly.

Ling Han coughed, feeling a little embarrassed.

This is the first time someone has touched the head at such a big age.

He said in a clear voice: "This time we won't recruit many people, only Wuxiangyong. I need to trouble my brother to carefully select and select some strong men worthy of training."

A hundred kilometers away, Wangdu County, Zhongshan County.

Zhang Niujiao broke through the county seat, joined forces with Zhang Yan, and was promoted to leader.

At this moment, he has a total of [-] soldiers and horses under his command, and the Yellow Turban Army who revolted in other areas also uses his "Black Mountain Army" as the name.

He stood in front of the government office, staring at the plaque with satisfaction.

He, Zhang Niujiao, was just an ordinary farmer. When the uprising started, even he himself never thought that he would be able to get to where he is today.

The servants came over to report: "Brother, the magistrate of that county has already hanged himself with a rope."

"It's like something in the weekdays, but it turned out to be so careless." He snorted: "The sage is right at all, princes and generals, I would rather be kind! I, Mr. Zhang, are no worse than them Half an hour!"

"Big brother is of course much stronger than them."

Zhang Niujiao enjoyed these compliments very much.

Thinking about when he was here before, what he was most afraid of was the people in the county government, those officials were much more powerful than tigers.

Now that he came back with soldiers and horses, the magistrate was so frightened that he committed suicide. This is really ridiculous.

With his inflated ambitions, he has made a preliminary strategic plan: first take Zhongshan, then go down to Changshan, and finally take the whole of Jizhou.

At that time, whether it is to be a local emperor or to take refuge in someone else, after all, in this life, you will not have to worry about being popular and drinking spicy food!