Chapter 223 In order to eliminate the distinction between high and low in the world
Han Di, Yiyang.
The largest aristocratic family in Yiyang is the Bao family.
The head of the Bao family is Bao Yuan, the number one general in South Korea.
Bao Yuan participated in six wars in his life.
He fought Chu three times and won all the battles.
He fought with Qin three times and was defeated.
But Bao Yuan cannot be blamed too much for these three defeats, because his opponent is Gan Mao, the second generation of the Gan family, the number one killer Bai Qi, and Bai Qi Bole Wei Ran.
There is a gap in personal strength, but the Qin army far exceeds the Korean army in terms of individual soldier quality and overall quality. How can they fight this?
It's not that Baoyuan is too far away, but that Qin is in trouble.
S Baoyuan, being able to survive fighting against SR Wei Ran, SR Gan Mao, and especially SSR Bai Qi is already pretty good.
But the kings of Han Dynasty did not think so, and they had no secrets in their hearts.
After three victories over Chu, Baoyuan's reputation in Korea was unparalleled. At that time, Zhang Liang's father Zhang Liang, who was the prime minister of Korea, had to avoid his influence.
After defeating Qin three times, Baoyuan immediately changed from Xiao Tiantian to Mrs. Niu and withdrew from the core circle of Korean decision-makers.
The violent family, which is expected to replace the Zhang family and become the first aristocratic family in South Korea, can only quit Xinzheng and return to its hometown of Yiyang in order not to fall down from the status of the aristocratic family.
"Zhang Liang, this is a child's opinion." Bao Yuan, who was lying on the couch, was as thin as a skin and bones, lying on his back on the bed.
Facing the second son under the bed, the grandson said: "Don't pay attention, the Zhang family has always been like this. When working with Zhang Kaidi, Zhang Kaidi was superior to others. When it came to his grandson Zhang Liang, it was still the same. It was as if he was the only smart person in the Zhang family.
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It seemed that he had talked too much, and Bao Yuan's throat felt itchy. He coughed a few times to relieve the strange feeling in his throat.
"Ahem, father..."
His son Baoyang, leaning on a cane, stepped forward slowly and worriedly, looking at his ninety-eight-year-old father, his face full of worry.
Bao Yuan raised his forearms and waved, saying: "No problem."
He turned his head to look at his second son Baoyang, who was stooped and had age spots on his face, and sighed.
"You should worry more about yourself and don't leave before me like your brother."
Bao Yuan, South Korea's number one general, fought against the strongmen of the previous era such as Bai Qi, Wei Ran, and Gan Mao.
After leaving the Korean decision-making circle, I became ill.
He has been lying in bed like this until now, until his eldest son has died. His illness is not cured, but he is not dead either.
Baoyang raised the corners of his mouth and said roughly, "I'll try my best."
Bao Yuan nodded and continued to give instructions: "We must not give grain to those untouchables as Zhang Liang's son said. Korea is not our Korea, it is the Zhang family's Korea. Stabilizing grain prices is what the Zhang family should consider.
The matter has nothing to do with the thugs."
Baoyang nodded in approval.
"Yangyang thinks so too. Now as long as I take care of one meal a day, there are many untouchables who are willing to mine for my violent family, and hired workers are now cheaper than slaves. It would be better if this situation continues forever."
"Father, if we cause the Zhang family to retaliate..." Bao Yuan's fifty-three-year-old grandson said worriedly.
"Ha." Bao Yuan laughed at his grandson Tianzhen and said, "If my Bao family is like this, it is really not feasible. But all the Han families are like this, how can the Zhang family take revenge on all the families?"
These two sentences made his grandson enlightened and no longer worried.
The three generations of grandparents looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
But they are too old to make such loud laughter that shakes the sky.
Their laughter was dull and decaying, as if coming from a coffin.
"Don't let those untouchables eat enough. If they eat enough, they will become lazy and not work hard to mine."
"Well, I understand. A few days ago, Yangyang was afraid that these untouchables would give up and run away. This can be done these days."
"Haha, yesterday some untouchables said that they could mine for a day with just a bowl of porridge. Dad, Dad, I think I can save some more food."
"Okay, there are a lot of untouchables, but our food reserves are limited. We will reduce them by half starting today."
"It will be tiring to cut it by half. Then our iron ore mining will slow down a lot, and we will sell a lot less gold in a day."
"Just look for new ones when you are exhausted. There are so many untouchables anyway. No matter how many people die, new untouchables will fill in."
"..."
The three people spoke openly and openly, and the light came from the dark house into the bright sky.
This is not the idea of a violent family, but the idea of the entire Korean aristocratic family.
This world is the world of aristocratic families. It has been like this since the moment Wu Zhou destroyed Shang and established the world as ten classes of people.
The aristocratic families did not see this as a crisis in South Korea, but rather saw it as a business opportunity in South Korea.
People who used to need money to hire now only need a meal.
Most of the food that the people say is life-saving and life-saving food is not as good as the yellow dogs they raise.
The price of grain in Korea collapsed, and the Han family did not make grain prices equalize as Zhang Liang wanted, but instead added fuel to the flames.
Let this grand "carnival" reach its climax and exchange the flesh and blood of the people for their wealth.
Lu Buwei's strategy of closing the iron tenfold continues.
The old man stood on the second floor of Lu's shop and looked downstairs.
The bloodless people walked in a hurry, and from time to time they knelt down in front of the smiling faces of the well-oiled and pink-faced children of aristocratic families who had just come out of the brothel.
I am willing to be a slave, I am willing to be a maid, I just want a mouthful of food, I just want to survive.
A woman or girl with a little bit of beauty can do all kinds of ridiculous and lewd things for the sons of aristocratic families in public, just for a piece of steamed bun.
In the past, the fair, supple and tender skin that attracted people's attention, secret glances, or plain sight did not attract public attention.
Everyone would just stare at the yellow buns in their mouths and swallow their saliva.
Dangdangdang~
The sound of hammering and hammering in the blacksmith shop continues, and it is rhythmic and never stops.
"Master, if you choose me, I only need half a bowl of porridge!"
"Choose me! I still have three acres of land, give it all to the master!"
This is the voice of the people who are vying to mine for the family.
"My youngest son is dead, your family..."
"He's not dead, he's almost there. Let's change first. I can't hold on any longer..."
These were the voices of two people staggering home to hold their children.
"Big, big, big, give me money, give me money, hahaha!"
"Unlucky! The eight numbers are big! I don't believe it will be big next time! Bet on the small number and try again!"
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The noisy and chaotic sounds reached the ears of businessman Lu Buwei, and at the same time, they also reached the ears of the elites from various chambers of commerce behind Lu Buwei.
These business elites from all over the world looked at the old man in front of them.
The contempt, incomprehensibility, and contempt in his eyes have all dissipated and turned into fear.
The chaos in Korea was created by the old man.
This kind of hell that happens in peaceful times is more terrifying than the brutal battlefield.
They finally knew what kind of person the codename was in the Chang'an Lord's Mansion.
Businessman Lu Buwei.
When he came to Zhao to meet Ying Yiren, he treated him as cargo.
Entering Korea this year is the same as before. Korean families and people are all goods.
There is nothing in this world that cannot be bought and sold.
Lu Buwei, who was feared by the elites of the world's chamber of commerce, looked at the chaos he had created downstairs, with no smile in his eyes and no raised corners of his mouth.
On the contrary, the eyes of this high-ranking former Qin Prime Minister were filled with sadness and tears.
"Everyone, get out." Lu Goujian climbed up the stairs and ordered softly.
If it were seven days ago, these arrogant chamber of commerce elites would not obey Lu Goujian's orders at all.
But today, they, who had seen the power of the Chang'an Junfu merchants, responded in unison, turned around and went downstairs.
When passing by Lu Goujian, they glanced at this seemingly ordinary old man, with the same fear in his eyes as they looked at Lu Buwei.
They didn't know who Lu Goujian was, but they knew that Lu Goujian had a code name - Sweeping Monk.
The code name of Chang'an Junfu is very scary.
"It's not yet January, it's earlier than you said. What a rare thing to live in, even farther than a sword."
Lu Goujian walked to Lu Buwei, and together with Lu Buwei, they looked at all the living beings downstairs and the various aspects of life.
Before coming to Korea, Lu Goujian once asked Lu Buwei how long it would take to return to Xianyang after this trip.
Lu Buwei's answer was as short as one month or as long as several months.
And now, January has not even arrived.
Lu Buwei placed five fingers gently on the window sill, with unspeakable sadness on his face.
Two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, leaving tear marks on the face of the former Qin State Prime Minister.
The tears never stopped.
The tears will not dry for a long time.
At the beginning, he was "betrayed" by Ying Chengyu, whom he cherished the most, protected the most, regarded as a confidant, and treated him as a parent.
He did not cry when he led the armored gate he built with his own hands, dispersed his army, dispersed his dream of a miscellaneous family, and dispersed the fruits of ten years of hard work between him and King Ying Zichu of Zhuangxiang of Qin.
He looked at his "Little Qin King" intently for a while, then nodded kindly and entered the Chang'an Lord's Mansion.
"Lu Gong." Lu Buwei closed his eyes and couldn't bear to read any more, and said sadly: "Did I do something wrong?"
Slowly stepping back, one step, two steps, the rocking chair he often sat on since coming to Korea was just three steps behind him.
Thump~
But he didn't have the strength to walk to the rocking chair again.
His temper was drained from his body, and his hands and feet were weak. He only took two steps back before his knees weakened and he fell to the ground.
Tears were still flowing from his eyes, and they were flowing harder and faster.
This fall seemed to have destroyed the dam that blocked the tears, causing the vast ocean of tears to burst through the dam and wet my long clothes with tears.
"They could have survived." Lu Buwei murmured, not daring to open his eyes.
He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would see that ridiculous and terrifying scene, where humans and animals walked side by side and it was difficult to distinguish.
"Gou Jian doesn't know what your Majesty is going to do."
Lu Goujian looked far away in the direction of Xianyang, looked back, and looked at Lu Buwei who was sitting on the ground crying. He clearly won but seemed to have lost.
"I don't know what you are going to do."
In the empty room on the second floor, Lu Goujian's slow words were swirling around.
"Gou Jian only knows that your Majesty wants the world to change for the better, and wants untouchables like Gou Jian to remove the word 'mean'. Your Majesty asked me to protect you. If what you do is authorized by Your Majesty, then
Nothing wrong."
Lu Goujian's words gave Lu Buwei the strength to open his eyes.
The former Qin State Prime Minister opened his eyes and stared at Lu Goujian, whose eyes were obviously full of displeasure but still encouraged him.
He smiled miserably and said: "The most despicable people in the world are not the people, but the businessmen."
No matter which country or place.
Businessmen are called despicable.
"When I was young, I traveled all over the country with my father, and my family had shops all over the world. But no matter where I went, the world looked at me with contempt, contempt, and respect. Brother Lu, you know how it feels.
Huh?"
Lu Buwei collapsed on the ground, holding on to the ground and speaking.
"I asked my father why no matter how well I do, others always don't look at me seriously. My father said that we are businessmen, and businessmen are looked down upon by others, and asked me not to take it to heart. But I can't do it, I
Want to know why."
"Businessmen are not engaged in production, they are hoarding, they are too big on profits, and they make huge profits from the fruits of other people's labor." Lu Goujian expressed his impression of businessmen as an answer to Lu Buwei.
"Ha." Lu Buwei sneered and said: "If you don't want to produce, the princes and nobles will just produce? It's hoarding. I've been doing business for more than ten years. The most rare things in the world are in the hands of the royal families and ministers of various countries. Hoarding and hoarding occupy the largest share.
"Brother Lu has lived for so many years and all the profit-seeking people he has seen are businessmen? Why do you put this word on businessmen? Making huge profits with the fruits of other people's labor, Brother Lu is saying that businessmen only understand
Buying and selling?
"Qin and Qi are thousands of miles apart. I brought all the things to Qin. Isn't this traveling all the way labor? Farmers earn hard money by farming. Isn't it hard for us to risk our lives and travel thousands of miles?"
Lu Goujian said nothing.
Let him fight.
Let him argue, and he will only argue with his sword.
Lu Buwei also knew who Lu Goujian was, and his words were not directed at Lu Goujian.
It's the words that have been stored in his heart for decades, and he won't be happy if he doesn't spit them out.
At that moment, I panted violently for a while, expelling all the turbid air in my heart from my body.
"I don't accept it, and I want to change. Since being a businessman is looked down upon by others, I will become an official. But a businessman cannot be an official. Even if I am rich, no one is willing to accept me as a customer.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Even Wei Wuji, the Lord of Xinling, who has three thousand customers and even the crowing of cocks and dogs as his guests, turned me away. Only one person is willing to accept me, the late king!"
"I chose the late king, but it was the late king who chose me! The fact that everyone in the world treats me as a rare commodity is why I, Lu Buwei, have become extinct. But that is not extinction, that is a helpless move!"
There are four words to say: rare things can be lived in. Even a sword-loving swordsman like Lu Goujian knows the causes and consequences.
The words of Lu Buwei, the one who did it now, made Lu Goujian shocked and speechless.
Lu Goujian looked at Lu Buwei, who was slumped on the ground and was famous all over the world. He was once rich and powerful.
Suddenly I felt very pitiful for Lu Buwei...
"As long as there is someone who can recruit me, Lu Buwei, to my side, how can I go to Handan to find the late king? No matter how arrogant I, Lu Buwei, am, I will never think that I can help a proton who has even forgotten my father sit on the throne!"
Lu Buwei laughed loudly, crying and laughing at the same time, as if he was crazy.
"Hahahaha! I don't want to sell exotic goods, but do I have a choice? I said that rare goods can be lived in, but it was just a compliment, and people still believed it. This is really the biggest joke in the world! Yesterday, I warned people that people should be treated like shit.
.Today I am joking, and others follow the example. This world is so ridiculous!"
"Take a breath and calm down!"
Lu Goujian took two hurried steps and came to Lu Buwei. He patted Lu Buwei's head with his palm and used his internal strength to relieve Lu Buwei's blood clots.
If a young man laughs and cries like this, going mad, he will only feel uncomfortable for a while at most, and may not even get sick.
Lu Buwei is already old. If he is allowed to indulge like this, he may get over by his emotions.
Warm current flows through the blood vessels, and the originally turbulent blood energy is calmed down.
Lu Buwei's originally paralyzed limbs regained their strength with Lu Goujian's help.
His chaotic mind gradually returned, and the tears that had been flowing finally stopped.
"Thank you, Brother Lu."
Lu Buwei said weakly. There was no trace of the momentum in his words, and he looked very weak.
But Lu Goujian breathed a sigh of relief.
He can speak normally and seems to be fine.
"Brother Lu, please forgive me for any gaffe."
"It's okay. I never thought that Brother Lu had such deep knots in his heart. It's a good thing to express it today."
Lu Buwei, who was calm and calm, slowly stood up. Lu Goujian reached out to hold Lu Buwei's arm and led Lu Buwei to sit on the rocking chair.
"So, Han Di's move is really to show your power as a businessman and let the world know that businessmen are not humble?" Lu Goujian's face was slightly strange and he spoke softly.
Lu Buwei seemed not to notice anything strange on Lu Goujian's face.
"Exactly."
Facing the window.
Because he was too far away from the window, he couldn't see the scene outside, but he could hear the chaotic sounds.
"Hahahaha, twenty-three is a big one! I finally opened the small one! Give me money, give me money!"
"The violent family recruits ten people to mine, with priority given to the prime of life, and half a bun a day."
"Hey! Hit me! You dare to steal food from my dog!"
"..."
Lu Goujian followed Lu Buwei's gaze.
"Your Majesty once said that without you, the Qin State would have unified the world a few years ago."
previous years.
Ying Chengyu came up with the strategy of using colored glaze to disrupt the six kingdoms and take over the world, and nine out of ten people in power in the Qin State agreed to it.
Only Lu Buwei, who was the prime minister at the time, rejected it with the four words "hurt the sky and the four words".
"It's hard to imagine Gou Jian. You would rather unify the Qin State in a few years than give the people of the world a way to live. What is the reason for doing this in Korea this time?"
Lu Buwei's face was expressionless and he said in a low voice: "In order to make the world no longer distinguish between high and low."
"What?"
Lu Goujian did not come back to his senses for a moment.
"I say, Lu Buwei deserves death."
It was Lu Buwei who wanted businessmen to get rid of their humble status decades ago.
Shang has left his lowly status, so who should he put on?
In the world, there should not be two words: noble or humble.
Lu Buwei, who was discriminated against because of his profession since he was a child, knew the pain of this. When he came to power, he abandoned the law of the Shang Dynasty and adopted the "Lu Spring and Autumn Annals" as the governing law.
His self-created miscellaneous school of thought combined Confucianism and Mohism, which is collectively called Fa, and its main focus is on benevolent government and benefiting the people.
After so many years, although Lu Buwei, who was ambitious and had no qualms in his eyes, had not gone far, he was halfway there after all.
Now Lu Buwei doesn't want to do anything big, he just wants to do a small thing like holding an umbrella.
The old man Lu Buwei, who had been exposed to rain, wanted to hold up an umbrella for the world.
Even though the ribs of this umbrella are made of the backbones of Korean people, the umbrella cover is made of the flesh and blood of Korean people.
He did so, but it went against his true intentions.
He felt that he was just a beast, that he would never be able to atone for his sins even if he died, and that he should suffer all kinds of torture in the world.
His old knot came out, but his new knot came in again.
And this will accompany him for the rest of his life.
Lu Buwei fell down in the rocking chair and rocked the rocking chair gently.
Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?
This is so well said...
"Go back to Xianyang."
Lu Buwei said tiredly.
"promise."
Lu Goujian responded.
Before leaving, businessman Lu Buwei issued three final orders.
1. Put all the grain stored for three days into the homes of Korean people, and write five words "gift from Lord Chang'an" on the grain bags.
Second, on the second day after the grain distribution, the iron weapons stored in the Han area were put into the homes of the Korean people, with a note attached: The noble family wants you to kneel down, and Lord Chang'an will help you stand up.
3. On the third day, take the lead in the charge. The people only need an introduction. Slogan: Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have your own kind?
Lu Buwei and Lu Goujian left Korea on their first day.
The Korean people, who had no way to survive and were about to be forced to die, woke up and found that there were three more days of rations in their homes.
On this day, the number of people going to various aristocratic houses to mine dropped sharply by 99%.
Naturally, such a strange thing could not be hidden from the major families. After a little investigation, they discovered the truth.
Zhang Liang told the major families that he was gambling with Ying Chengyu, so the major families were no strangers to the title of Lord Chang'an.
Most of the big families didn't take it seriously, just three days of food, and after three days, everything went as usual.
Most of the small aristocratic families take it seriously. Three days, how much less money will they make? The Lu Chamber of Commerce is still collecting ten times the iron!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! So these small aristocratic families collected the food rations that the people depended on for their survival on the grounds that they wanted the people to repay their debts - in just a few days, the price of food soared, almost
All the people owed the family a large amount of food.
In these days, it is an act of charity, and loan sharking at twenty times the rate is the norm.
The reason why the multiplier does not rise anymore is not that the family doesn't want to, but that it is not necessary - twenty times has made all the people unable to afford it.
Every city has more than one aristocratic family, and there will always be some aristocratic families who are greedy for immediate benefits and will seize the three-day rations "reasonably and legally".
Those aristocratic families who don't grab food rations won't stop it either. Harvesting food will be beneficial to everyone.
On the second day, the number of people who came to help them mine returned to the previous number.
The most they can do is tell the people who come to help them mine that our family is kind. Not only does it not ask you to repay your debts, but it also gives you food when you are in debt. Why don't you kneel down and thank you?
These aristocratic families didn't know that on the day they ran out of food.
How much resentment accumulated in the hearts of the Korean people who saw their lives being snatched away, and how much anger burned in their eyes.
Maybe they know it, but they don't care. They are an aristocratic family and are born to be above these people.
But what they must not know is that on the night they ran out of food.
Iron weapons that were much stronger than the bronze weapons currently on the market appeared in the homes of Korean people.
They also don’t know that this group of Korean people came to their homes to mine for them.
We already have the ability and the will to resist them, but we are missing a person to take the lead.
On the third day, Lu's Chamber of Commerce, which they had always regarded as their biggest enemy, took off their business uniforms and put on fancy clothes with iron tools in hand.
Shouting, "Princes, generals, and ministers, it would be better to have their own kind" and launched a charge towards them.
There were very few people at first, so few that they didn't care at all - how many people can a chamber of commerce have?
But soon, the spark of Lu's Chamber of Commerce ignited the wilderness of the Korean people.
Yiyang.
Luo family, front yard.
"I just want to live! I just want to live! Why don't you let me live!"
A man who looked like a farmer screamed, but his face looked like he was about to cry.
He was holding the iron sword with both hands, and his posture was not formal at all, like he was holding a hoe.
There was no sound of piercing the air when the long sword struck down, only the sound of wind that was not harsh.
The Bao family is a general, and although it is weak, the training of the guards in the house has not failed.
The well-trained tycoon guard dodged to avoid the attack, spotted the farmer's weakness, and kicked the farmer's chest with great force.
Bang~
The farmer fell to the ground and felt a heartbreaking pain in his chest. When he opened his mouth, blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
It's sweet and better than the food given by thugs.
The farmer swallowed his own blood, and this idea came to his mind involuntarily.
Bang~
My chest hurt again, and there was a sound of bones breaking in my chest.
The violent guard stepped hard on the farmer with one foot, immobilizing the farmer's body, and swung the long sword with his other hand in a very formal way, and inserted it into the farmer's chest in an extremely formal way.
呲~
The farmer felt a pain in his chest, his eyes became blurred, his head tilted, and he died.
Sweet.
He thought before he died.
"Bah, the untouchables are knocking on the door, so you should starve to death!"
The guard cursed, and suddenly a series of messy sounds came from behind him.
The sound was so mixed and chaotic that it was difficult to distinguish what was being shouted, and the guards could only make out a few words.
The guard looked back, his eyes nearly bursting with glare.
Densely packed men, women and children, dressed in different styles and holding swords in their hands, rushed toward him with shouts.
These people were really irregular, with no formation at all, and their movements when holding weapons were not as good as when he first became a guard.
Apart from the large number of people, these people are really useless in the eyes of the guards.
"You bunch of untouchables!"
A voice sounded from behind the guard.
The guard's face lit up with joy as he heard the voice of another violent guard.
When his companions arrived, the guard who wanted to retreat also shouted loudly.
"You bunch of untouchables!"
More than a dozen well-trained violent guards attacked quickly and rushed into the crowd like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep.
Based on their understanding of the untouchables, as long as they see blood and death, these untouchables will retreat.
They went on a rampage.
They chop melons and vegetables.
They went on a killing spree.
The killing became more and more exciting, and the excitement turned into panic.
Each of them killed seven or eight people, and their arms were sore from the chopping.
But the crowd showed no sign of receding. Instead, it grew even more densely, filling their field of vision.
When~
A guard used bronze mixed with pig iron in his hand, which should be the most advanced long sword in the world besides the standard weapons of the Qin State, to resist the long swords of the people.
After an unclear sound, the sword in the guard's hand broke.
How can it be?
He broke his weapon and was stunned for a moment.
A knife struck the guard, causing blood to flow out. This was the first of the violent guards to be injured.
The other guards rushed to the rescue and pulled the injured guard into a protective circle.
"These untouchables are crazy!" A guard stabbed a woman in the thigh with his sword and roared.
"What are you shouting? It's witchcraft!" A guard shouted angrily while dodging.
"ah!"
One of the guards screamed in agony. One of his thighs was slashed, leaving a foot-long and half-foot-deep gash.
This is the second injured violent guard.
He was unable to stand firmly and fell to the ground. His companions pulled his hand away and hurriedly blocked it with their weapons.
Dangdangdang~
There is still that crispy sound that is not clear and crisp.
Their long swords were chopped off, and most of the people's long swords were blocked, but the remaining half fell on the fallen guards.
"ah!"
The guard let out a heart-breaking scream, and before he could finish his scream, he started slashing indiscriminately again.
Before the guard screamed in agony, the middle path collapsed and he was the first violent guard to be killed.
Then, he was surrounded by people who seemed to be unable to kill them no matter what.
The violent guards who had shown their prowess just now fell down one after another in shock, horror, and regret.
Back courtyard.
Bao Yuan, who had been lying in bed for decades without getting up, and Hu Hu, who danced with a long sword, killed dozens of people in a row.
His second son, who is over 70 years old, and his eldest grandson, who is over 50 years old, are all protected by him.
Bao Yuan is not sick at all.
He had pretended to be ill for so many years, first to reassure the King of Han and the major Korean families, and later to reassure Qin.
The number one general in South Korea, Bao Yuan, was a disciple of the military strategist. He didn't think about how to avenge the humiliation of Qin and conquer the city.
Instead, think about how to protect yourself and how not to be taken seriously by others.
This is the result of the bad wind of magic caused by Shen Buyai.
Bao Yuan gasped for breath, holding the hilt of the long sword behind his back, thrusting the long sword upside down and leaning on the ground.
Even though he was Korea's number one general at the time, he is now over 100 years old and has been lying down for decades. Now he has reached his limit.
But his enemies are far from reaching their limit.
"woo woo woo woo!"
"Ahhhhh!"
"I want to live!"
"Why do you want to take away the food! Just a little! My mother can live with just a little!"
"You made me eat my son, making me no longer a human being, making me unable to live!"
"..."
Everyone yelled and whatever.
The expressions on his face were hatred, fear, and fear.
Bao Yuan has fought many battles, but he has never seen an enemy charging at him with determination despite his face full of tears and howling with fear.
Three long swords and two long knives slashed at Bao Yuan's head. Bao Yuan roared angrily and raised his sword to block.
"You bunch of untouchables! You shouldn't be given food! You should be allowed to die!"
Dangdangdangdang~
The Baoyuan Saber, which was originally hailed as a magic weapon and the most powerful weapon in Korea, was broken into six pieces.
South Korea's number one general, Baoyuan, did not die on the battlefield or by the enemy's sword.
He died in his own home and at the sword of the Korean people.
"You untouchables! Untouchables!"
"Don't kill me, I'll give it all to you! Food, money, whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"
Baoyuan's second son scolded him angrily.
Baoyuan's eldest grandson knelt down and begged for mercy.
The behavior is different, but the result is the same.
The Korean people, who were shouting that they had everything, chopped the two men into pieces like their father and eldest father with swords and swords.
The Korean family, the overlord family of Yiyang that still exists after the demise of Korea, is gone.
Along with the violent families, almost all the aristocratic families in Han were annihilated.
"We just want to live", this is the most popular words shouted by the people in this uprising.
The two words "alive" are the two words that are shouted the most apart from the "ah" and "woo" sounds of crying.
"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind." These eight words were shouted in addition to the people of Lu's Chamber of Commerce who led them in the beginning.
In the subsequent spontaneous and autonomous actions of the Korean people, the frequency of occurrence was not high.
If Lu Buwei had not left, he would have discovered that this was not what he expected - he thought it would be these eight words that would give the people the confidence and courage to move forward indomitably.
Since ancient times, the basic demands of the Chinese people have been simple.
It's not about becoming a prince or becoming a prime minister, or having a huge fortune, it's about living.
The people at the bottom of the world are doing their best just to stay alive.
Since most of the Korean officials were directly appointed by locals in Korea, they basically all belonged to local aristocratic families.
This riot not only destroyed all the aristocratic families in Korea, but also destroyed the entire government system in Korea.
It is worth mentioning that when the First Emperor was unable to send officials to govern here in time.
The Lu Chamber of Commerce took over the local governance in the name of Lord Chang'an.
The first thing is to declare the people innocent and the guilty ones are the aristocratic families.
Those who drive up food prices should be punished. Everyone is not rebelling, but helping to manage.
The second thing is to select highly respected people from among the people to assist in governance.
The third thing, except for iron weapons, is to distribute them equally among the major families and distribute them to the people.
There are three things a new official should do when he takes office.
Three fires were burned, and the name Chang'an Lord became famous in Han Dynasty.
However, Ying Chengxuan did not know about this matter, and Lu Buwei did it on his own initiative.
The Lu Chamber of Commerce previously distributed grain and ironware marked with the words Chang'an Jun.
It was not Ying Chengxuan's order, but Lu Buwei's own initiative.
Xinzheng is the only city in Korea where civil unrest has not broken out.
Because of the existence of the Zhang family, food prices in Xinzheng have not increased much and have remained at a level acceptable to the people.
There are still many blacksmith shops here, and the mining people account for almost all of Xinzheng.
There is deformity here, but there is no chaos.
Zhang Liang, whose face was as golden as paper, was sitting in the house, "receiving" the envoys of the First Emperor who came from Xianyang and asked for advice from all over Korea.
The messenger who was tied up with five flowers was full of anger.
"Who are you? How dare you tie me up!"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is."
Ahem~
Zhang Liang coughed several times and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. When he took it off, blood dripped from it.
"I have news that will give you a promotion."
The envoy didn't listen to this. He was now anxious to go back and report to the First Emperor that the Han Dynasty was gone.
If the news reaches Xianyang before him, then he has made a mistake and is derelict in his duties.
"Quickly..."
"Lu Buwei is still alive and is a retainer of Lord Chang'an Ying Chengyu."
As soon as the messenger said two words, Zhang Liang saw that the messenger was impatient and spoke very quickly.
As soon as the restless envoy heard the word "Lu Buwei", he was startled.
"This is true!"
An hour later, a fast horse with a speed of 800 miles galloped out of Xinzheng and rushed to Xianyang.
After seeing off the envoy, Zhang Liang took out a black stone and landed on the Go board in front of him.
This chessboard is different from the popular 13-way Go chessboard today, with nineteen lines vertically and nineteen horizontally.
"The chess player died. Liang won this game."
One day later.
The county guard assigned to Xinzheng by Ying Chengyu took the soldiers and horses of Xinzheng and stepped into the gate of the Zhang family, hoping to welcome the wise man.
Anyone who has a code name in Chang'an Jun's Mansion is worth licking.
The door opened and no one was seen.
The Xinzheng County Sheriff looked at the empty houses, his face darkened, "Search!"
A forest a hundred miles away from Xinzheng.
The Zhang family who had fled Xinzheng reunited after being broken into pieces. Zhang Liangyao looked in the direction of Xinzheng.
"Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have your own kind? A good general will spread these eight characters to the world."
He turned his head, coughed twice more, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and saw blood stains again.
You can use these horoscopes to mess up Korea, and Liang Ben can use these horoscopes to mess up the world.
Wait until the backlash spreads, Ying Chengqiu, let’s see how you end up!