It was dusk at this time, and the night air filled the air
Ye Qing looked down, with a different mood. At this time, the refugee camps had formed a structure. At a glance, they could see the camps stretching for ten miles outside the city.
He Mao was a small official in this world. He stared at it with squinted eyes, his eyes flashing with surprise, and said: "Brother Ye, if you really want me to take a look, how much time and effort will this take?"
"One hundred thousand refugees were pacified in one month, which shows your talent."
"That's what you said." Yin Zishen said: "Now that the earth world has emerged, whether there is any real talent or learning will be known by a try. I don't know how many people have shown their talents, and how many people have revealed their true colors."
Ye Qing just smiled without saying a word. After thinking for a while, he asked: "You guys came here not to praise me, right?"
The two of them felt a little embarrassed, and He Mao laughed at himself: "There is something going on. Yu Fan was attacked and killed recently, and several people died. Do you know?"
Ye Qing was startled after hearing this, a little reveling in others' misfortune, but also found it very funny: "I didn't do this, but the Yu family has many enemies, and the situation is getting more and more chaotic... tsk tsk..."
These people in the main world are eager to chase the rise and realize cash. I don’t know how many people have taken the initiative to work as swordsmen in exchange for resources and to increase their status and status. There have been more than a dozen marriages and more than a dozen assassinations in the city.
He Mao felt ashamed when he thought about it and could only smile bitterly: "You have gone ashore and your back hurts when you stand and talk. If you don't fight for such a good opportunity now, how can you compete with others in the future?"
He added: "That's not all. Last night, the next generation head of the Wei family was killed. It was said that his secret meeting with the Luo family was leaked and he died on the way back. For this, the Luo family quickly cleared it up and blamed Wei
There is a mole in the family, and the Wei family denies it. The two families have turned against each other, and if the situation had not been special, they would have almost started a war.
"When did this happen? There are really stupid rats fighting in the nest everywhere." Ye Qing said with emotion, feeling as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
Thinking like this, he stretched out his hand and invited: "I'm short of manpower recently, why don't you two come and help me?"
"Oh?" He Mao pondered.
"As Liu Bei, I have a saying that I think is right - don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil deeds because they are small.
He Mao was startled for a moment and then said attentively: "I would like to hear the details."
"Uncle Liu Huang has been running around in troubled times for half his life. He has never established a system. He still has many subordinates who are following him. Is this charm innate? It is nothing more than the expectation of fame. He works everywhere as an official. Even in troubled times, he still treats the people with kindness. It is his luck.
There are gatherings, and many of these people may inevitably die, but they will not blame the Lord. There are wise men who see that this capital is enough to support a rise..."
When Ye Qing said this, he suddenly remembered that he had stopped talking before writing about the Battle of Chibi. Zhuge Liang saw Liu Bei's capital at a glance and immediately recommended himself to operate it. Liu Bei really dared to let go. Both the principals and ministers were extremely thoughtful, so they just let them do it.
It's so incredible, but it's a pity that Jingzhou was lost...
Immediately he said: "I am a scholar, a scholar, and a Jinshi. I was awarded the eighth grade on the spot. Since I have received a favor, I must repay it. Who has never died since ancient times?"
"Even if the army swoops in tomorrow and kills all these 100,000 people, I will make careful arrangements tonight to prepare dinner for these people."
"This is my way, Ye Qing."
Yin Zishen heard this and was moved: "No wonder Bang Yan Gong made a county full of people in three years. If you have this intention, what can't be accomplished?"
He Mao was silent for a long time, not saying anything, but he saw Ye Qing smile happily and said: "It's not that high, it's just calm, not anxious or slow."
"Climb high and look far, and reach a higher level."
"Light a candle and read at night, chanting every word."
"In short, although the matter is small, the cumulative effect is considerable. In just one month, I will give you an official position of 300 stone..." Ye Qing said this with a hint of excitement.
He Mao stared at him and sighed in his heart. He didn't know when this man had such grace. He immediately bowed solemnly: "Shan"
At this moment, a man came up quickly. When he saw Ye Qing, he said: "Sir... we have made paper."
"So fast?" Ye Qing said in surprise.
When he entered the capital, Ye Qing knew that the papermaking technology of the Han Dynasty was of the highest quality in Shaofu, so he bribed him to study it using modern papermaking methods.
I didn't expect it to be successful in just over a month.
At that moment, I saw this person handing over a stack of paper. These were all sample papers.
Ye Qing took it up. According to modern or main world standards, these papers were a little rough, but compared to the current paper, they were a huge improvement.
"Not bad, not bad." Ye Qing praised and asked: "How much can it produce?"
"It can produce one hundred large sheets of paper every day."
"A hundred pieces? That's more than enough." Ye Qing immediately ordered: "Come here, send a hundred pieces to Master Zi and my master."
"I will go to court tomorrow and dedicate it to the imperial court."
He Mao and Yin Zi looked at each other deeply, and couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration - why didn't they think of papermaking?
Prince's Mansion
When Wang Yun went back, he saw lanterns hanging and a pile of paper on the table. Some people were silent, some were discussing, and some were talking excitedly.
"Jiajun, please come and take a closer look."
Wang Yun nodded and went in, his eyes flashed, he squinted, and carefully examined the stack of white paper, smiled for a long time, and asked: "Good paper, much better than the paper used by Marquis Cai back then. This is a good sign that the emperor has just ascended the throne."
,not bad"
These words were compliments in every sense, but when combined, I felt a little offended. I asked again: "I heard that Xuande also sent it to Mr. Lu?"
At this time, someone answered: "Yes, it has been sent. After hearing about it, Lu Shangshu specially summoned him. I heard that he was highly praised and he wanted to present it to the court tomorrow morning."
"This Xuande is really unexpected..." Wang Yun secretly regretted it. At this moment, he saw Wang Ling running over excitedly and shouting after a while: "It's done, it's done."
Behind him was Ye Qing, who bowed his hand to Wang Yun apologetically. Wang Ling was dressed in dirty gray clothes with his sleeves rolled up, and he didn't notice his uncle at all.
Wang Yun's face darkened, as he felt that this nephew, whom the entire Wang family had high hopes for, had fallen into trouble.
The fragrant breeze was blowing, and the female relatives came over. Under the leadership of the wife, they bowed to Wang Yun. The daughters kept looking at the Duqiwei for a moment... It seemed that more than one of them was trapped.
Wang Yun saw this and snorted, "Young Aimu is a hero, what else can you say?"
I felt even more unhappy in my heart.
There was a veiled girl who always observed courtesy and looked respectfully without looking sideways, which made Wang Yun more satisfied. However, when she passed the door, Ye Qing nodded to her: "Hello, girl."
Diao Chan was slightly startled: "...Hello, young master."
Wang Ling glanced at the girl, not realizing anything was wrong, and then asked Ye Qing to talk. Wang Yun's face suddenly turned black, and his heart became numb.
At this time, Ye Qing didn't care much.
This time I presented paper to Lu Zhi and was greatly praised. When asked about difficulties, he said that he lacked manpower.
Unlike Gongsun Zan, a gilded rich man, Lu Zhi could always take him with him. He had many disciples from poor families. Some studied military art, some studied Confucianism and Taoism. They had high and low abilities, and they all had a solid style of study. The key was to be obedient...
So Lu Zhi was happy and gave it to several people.
Feeling the condensation of this white and red luck, Ye Qing secretly rejoiced: "With the popularity and the merit of offering this paper, you must give me a pavilion."
"Although the Queen Mother is in a hurry at this time, I can still get through the gap by bribing thousands of people."
"The gray and black military forces are advancing step by step in the distance. I am afraid that Dong Zhuo is coming. Chaos is just around the corner. We must seize the opportunity to get the last piece of the pie."
Thinking like this, Ye Qing looked into the distance and saw a gray-black energy rushing towards him. However, it was offset by a military aura in Luoyang City, so the gray-black energy appeared to be hesitant.
"As long as the general is not dead, Dong Zhuo will not dare to go to Luo to see if he is angry, but he will only take a few steps and then stop and watch. He is still afraid of the general."
"The general is actually the foundation to support the Han Dynasty at this time, but this military spirit has been attacked by the aura of the imperial palace, and there is even a trace of purple energy in it - it seems that Queen Mother He and Zhang Rang are determined to unite
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"He Jin, death is not far away." Ye Qing squinted his eyes and glanced at Wang Yun again. At this time, Wang Yunqing was still very angry, but Ye Qing knew that the day of collapse was not far away.
The officials of the imperial court, even the three ministers and nine ministers, all their power is attached to the political power. Once the imperial court collapses, these green and purple spirits will be blown away by wind and rain, and they will return to their original shape in the blink of an eye.
Even if there are thousands of preparations and thousands of skills, they are all in vain.
This is not a matter of individual talent, but a matter of time and pattern.
mid july
In the hot summer wind, the Yellow River rushed down from the plateau in several shapes on the east bank of the river. There was still no rain. The crops shrank on the dry land. The Xiliang Army camp in Hedong County had three thousand troops heading south.
Dong Zhuo drank half the bag of water and threw it to a few close subordinates. When he saw them finish drinking, he laughed loudly and said, "Don't give it away. I have been summoned to see the emperor and the queen mother this time. Please stay safe."
Camp, wait for my order, this time I will make a big fortune for all our brothers."
"We listen to the general"
Dong Zhuo leaned down his fat body and patted these people on the shoulders: "I can trust you. I am relying on you here. Without my order, even the guardian angel will not be able to use you. Remember it clearly... I will take the first step."
Turning their horses' heads, the three thousand troops crossed the Yellow River and entered the border of Sili.
The cavalry, infantry, and personal guards, all with tough, savage and even wolf-like faces, looked at the colorful world on the ground of Sili with excitement... and a hint of greed.
At this time, Dong Zhuo was not as confident as these soldiers, and instead showed a bit of worry.
"General" a counselor approached, his face a little pale: "Is it possible to go to Luoyang in response to the imperial edict? The general has 70,000 soldiers. What will happen to the 3,000 of us if we go?"
At this moment, Dong Zhuo's eyes were completely calm, he was thinking, he took a deep breath, and said: "I am also worried, that's why the army moves so slowly, stopping for several days."
He said again and again: "I have sent a ranger to come with information about Luoyang from time to time. Just keep an eye on me."