Chapter 148 The young master said: Zhang Liang is no good!
Last night, Zhang Liang received a message.
Overnight, countless merchants in Korea joined the Lu Chamber of Commerce, including many of the great local aristocrats in Korea.
Zhang Liang is famous in history for his strategic planning.
From the perspective of this future marquis, he could naturally see that this newly emerged Lu Chamber of Commerce was enough to shake the entire Korean land and the secret rule of the Zhang family in South Korea.
"Ying Chengyu, is this your trump card? If you don't want to use weapons, you want Han Di to be named Ying. You're just dreaming!"
Zhang Liang and his two cavalrymen, Big Iron Hammer, traveled eight hundred miles a day, changing horses continuously in various cities along the way, specializing in shortcuts, no matter how big or small.
Four fast horses were killed and seven thieves plundered them.
When Zhang Liang saw the word "Xinzheng" on the wall of Xinzheng City, the hair of the former noble man was clumps and stuck together, and the green knight's shirt on his body was almost turning into earth color.
The big hammer behind Zhang Liang looks even more miserable than Zhang Liang.
The big hammer held in the hand has dense black and red marks on it, and the dust is absorbed on it, as if it were covered with a layer of slurry.
Whenever I encounter thieves cutting off the path along the way, I will immediately swing the sledgehammer with a big hammer.
Everyone has the strength of a horse, and with the strength of a hammer, anyone who stands in his way will die. No thief can stop him.
Most of these thieves are ordinary people who can't survive. In order to survive, they have the courage to go into the forest and become thieves at the risk of their lives. Their martial arts are not very high.
If a thief can block such a powerful blow from a big hammer, a person with such martial arts will not miss food, and naturally he will not become a robber.
There were sword wounds on the exposed arm of the sledgehammer that were oozing blood.
This is because in order to ensure that Zhang Liang's journey was not delayed, he kept hammering with all his strength along the way. His arm kept exerting force, and the wound never healed.
The gate of Xinzheng City was right in front of him, so Zhang Liang was not in a hurry.
Turning around, he solemnly saluted the big hammer on his horse.
"Liang thanks Brother Tiechui for sending me thousands of miles away. I'm very grateful. Please follow Liang into the city and have a chat."
"good."
The two rode into the city and were scrutinized by the guards at the city gate. Zhang Liang openly handed over half a gold to the guards.
The two stern guards who had just yelled at Zhang Liang and were not allowed to move their sledgehammers suddenly changed their faces. With smiles on their faces, they moved their hands and crossed their arms, allowing the two men, who smelled of blood and earthy smell, to ride horses and enter Xinzheng in a swaggering manner.
Big Hammer showed a hint of displeasure on his face.
Although he hates Qin very much, he must admit it.
If it were in the Qin Guanzhong, there would be no way for two people dressed like this to enter the city easily.
There is no Chidao in Xinzheng City.
Pedestrians wandered the streets in twos and threes, and the waiters at the wine shops were selling their own drinks, which were the most intoxicating. Various snacks were sold louder than the others - generally speaking, the snack seller who shouts the loudest sells the best.
From the gorgeous building on the second floor, which is one floor higher than the surrounding houses, melodious sounds are constantly coming out. Serious singing and informal singing alternate, causing men passing by to prick up their ears and listen carefully.
Some lazy people with nothing to do will lean in the corner of the building and communicate with their friends with a lewd smile.
The content is nothing more than which girl has more breasts and which girl looks dignified but is actually slutty.
This is a Korean brothel.
A seller selling live chickens on the street pinched his rooster's neck and showed it to the buyers who came by.
"Look at how big the comb is, and whether the feathers are shiny..."
In order to sell more money, the seller talked eloquently, making people wonder if he had gone to a political strategist or a famous scholar for further study.
The rooster whose neck was strangled stared with one eye at the two-story building and the surging figures behind the window lattice.
"Oh oh oh!"
It stretched its neck and roared unwillingly.
They are both chickens, but the difference is so huge.
Is it just a matter of gender difference?
Is it sexism?
The chicken seller's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly released three points of his hand.
"Looking at how loud the song is, it will definitely wake me up every morning and I won't miss the time."
"I don't like to get up early."
The chicken seller added five points of strength to his hands.
The cock twitched twice but didn't come out.
"Then I need to buy this chicken. Most of the time it doesn't crow in the morning. Even if it crows, it only crows once. It's rare to see chickens that don't crow early in the morning."
"..."
Most of the hawkers nearby are like this chicken seller, eloquent and knowledgeable about the things they sell.
The voice of one person is not loud, the voice of two people is not loud, and the voices of ten people, hundreds, and thousands of people are all loud together, and they make up this noisy Xinzheng.
Under the rule of the violent Qin Dynasty, everyone was like a zombie. In order to prevent Xinzheng from falling into that situation, and to prevent South Korea from falling into that situation.
Liang, we must restore Korea!
Zhang Liang returned to Xinzheng and made a vow in his heart.
A child holding candy in his hand suddenly stopped the horse Zhang Liang was riding.
Sledgehammer glanced at the thin child and ignored him.
Before Zhang Liang got off his horse, he sat on the horse and asked the child:
"Why did you stop the horse?"
The child stood on tiptoes and held a piece of paper high.
"I was asked to give you a letter."
Zhang Liang didn't take the paper, but leaned over to pick up the child, and sat on the horse with the child in his arms.
"Little doll, someone from around here gave it to you."
The child sat on a tall horse for the first time and looked around excitedly.
Because the horse is much taller than an ordinary person, the child can see almost everyone around him.
Soon, the child, who was eating candy in one hand, pointed with the other hand at a figure who hurriedly lowered his head and walked through the crowd.
"It's him!"
"Big hammer!"
"promise!"
The big hammer hit the horse's back hard with one hand.
The backbone of the horse was broken. The horse screamed in grief and was knocked to the ground with a huge force, unable to stand up.
With this huge force, the big hammer rose into the air. His strong body was not slow at all, and it was extremely explosive. It hit the man pointed by the child like a cannonball.
The palm as big as a millstone was like lifting a little chicken. Under the horrified and amazed eyes of the people around him, he lifted the man who wanted to hide in front of Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang held the child in his arms and got off the horse. He looked at the reluctant child on the back of the horse, stuffed a hundred coins into his hand, took the letter, and sent the child away.
The child is the son of a nearby rice shop owner and knows that these small discs in his hand can be exchanged for a lot of candy.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I thanked Zhang Liang, and ran back to the rice shop not far away with a hundred coins in my hands.
"Brother, using candy as a gift for sending letters is a bit too light."
"Young Master Zhang is full of wits and plans. He is indeed the person that the Young Master likes."
The man rubbed his throat. When he was carried over by the sledgehammer, his neck was strangled by the collar and felt uncomfortable.
"Master Zhang found out that it was a child delivering the letter, and immediately judged that the child was not the real messenger. This was not difficult, but instead of taking the letter, Mr. Zhang picked up the child and put him on the horse to occupy a high point. Taking advantage of the height
Take advantage of the situation and find out who is hiding among the people who really wants to deliver the message. Mr. Zhang is unparalleled in his resourcefulness."
"You're good too."
Zhang Liang praised it.
Being able to see everything clearly is definitely difficult for ordinary people to do.
Most of the people around had just shouted and ran away, leaving the field to a live horse, a dead horse, and three people.
Only a small number of city foxes, community rats, or people who liked to watch the excitement stood at a distance of eight or nine feet from the three of them.
"These two people don't look like good people at first glance. The strong man's hammer is covered in blood, and it's almost the same color as Butcher Zhang's butcher's knife."
"Don't talk nonsense, that's Young Master Zhang. There's a good show to watch today."
"Is it the Zhang family that South Korea can destroy but the Zhang family can survive?"
"Where is the second Zhang family in Xinzheng?"
"You've killed a horse, why don't you report it to the official?"
"I just came to Xinzheng, Zhang family, it's useless to report to the official."
"..."
The people were talking, and the conversation didn't stop here.
The sledgehammer always stood behind the man to prevent him from escaping, but in fact the man had no intention of escaping at all.
"You are Ying Chengyu's man. Didn't he teach you how to hide your identity and send messages? He was caught by me so easily, and he just took Korea from me?"
As Zhang Liang spoke, he picked up the letter and wanted to see what was written on it.
When his eyes fell on the letter paper, Zhang Liang's words suddenly stopped and he stared at the paper without saying a word.
Seeing this, Big Hammer was worried about Zhang Liang's condition.
"What's written on it?"
Zhang Liang turned the letter over to Hammer. Hammer looked intently and saw nothing.
This stationery is blank.
The captured man chuckled, took out another piece of letter paper from his arms, and handed it to Zhang Liang.
"This is the letter that the young master wants to give to Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Liang took the letter and looked very unhappy.
"You were discovered by me on purpose."
"no."
"Then why would you first give a child a blank letter and then hide the true letter in your arms?"
"Young Master requested this."
"If I didn't find you, wouldn't this letter from Ying Chengyu not be delivered to me?"
"Young master said, if you can't find me, Zhang Liang will be nothing more than mediocre, and it's not worth betting with him."
"A good one but mediocre!"
Zhang Liang took a deep breath. This was the first time in his adult life that he felt like his IQ was being outclassed.
Zhang Liang unfolded the letter in his hand, and at this moment, the danger level of Ying Chenglong was raised to an extremely high level.
[How is the ovary? It’s been a long and tiring journey. Don’t worry, I’ll give you three days to rest. In fact, you don’t have to work so hard. You can go back slowly. If you don’t return to Xinzheng, I won’t take action.]
Shuzi!
You started the Lu Chamber of Commerce overnight, how dare I travel around?
You had countless opportunities to convey this letter to me in Guanzhong, but you had to wait until I arrived in Xinzheng before doing so. You clearly meant to make the journey bumpy for me!
Zhang Liang endured his anger and continued to look down.
[Seeing this letter shows that Zifang is indeed a talented person who can strategize and defeat thousands of miles away. I like to compete with historical celebrities like you. I ask Zifang to guard the city gate. After three months, I will
I will steal your country.]
Arrogant!
Guard the city gates and I will steal your country.
Do you think you are Zhang Zi, Zhang Yihu?
How much trouble can one Lu Chamber of Commerce cause?
This world is the world of nobles, not merchants. You, the younger brother of the king, don’t even know this?
Oh yes, Han Fei is loyal to you, this Lu Chamber of Commerce should be a smoke bomb, and your real killing move should be Han Fei's royal blood.
Hum, I, the fifth generation of the Zhang family, have been ministers of Han Dynasty. Even if I am defeated by you, I will commit suicide. I will never be a disciple of Qin like you!
[Han Fei said, given your character, you must have thought that I would use his identity to make a fuss about his identity, and that he would not be loyal to me in the end. You two are so familiar, I guess he guessed pretty well, so I will express my position. This
In this gambling fight, Han Fei will not show up.】
[You don’t have to be loyal to me if I win. As long as you don’t rebel against Qin, it’s not a bad idea for us to be friends. To show that I value you, I’ll just give you a piece of paper. I don’t know if you noticed that the letter in your hand is not
Made of bamboo slips.]
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PS: I have something going on at home these days, so I have been slow to update!