Chapter 150: The Young Master said: Zhang Liang is nothing special!
Last night, Zhang Liang received the message.
Overnight, countless merchants in Han joined the Lu Chamber of Commerce, including many local nobles in Han.
Zhang Liang is famous in history for his ability to plan and strategize.
With the vision of the future Marquis of Liu, he could naturally see that the newly emerged Lu's Chamber of Commerce was enough to shake the entire Han area and shake the Zhang family's secret rule in Korea.
"Ying Chengjiao, is this your trump card? You want to make Han the Ying without fighting? You are dreaming!"
Zhang Liang and his companions, Big Iron Hammer, could travel 800 li a day, changing horses at every city along the way, always taking shortcuts, regardless of size.
Four fast horses died from running, and the family was robbed seven times.
By the time Zhang Liang saw the word "Xinzheng" on the city wall of Xinzheng, the hair of the former nobleman was tangled together, and the green knight's shirt on his body was turning earthy color.
The big iron hammer behind Zhang Liang looked even more miserable than Zhang Liang.
The big hammer in the big hammer's hand was covered with dense black and red marks, and dust was absorbed on it, as if it was covered with a layer of paste.
Whenever he encountered thieves along the way, he would immediately strike them with a big hammer.
Every man has the power of a horse, and the hammer uses the strength of manpower. Anyone who blocks it will die. No thief can stop it.
Most of these thieves were civilians who could not survive. In order to survive, they relied on their courage and risked their lives to sneak into the mountains and become thieves. Their martial arts skills were not very high.
If there was a thief who could block such a full-force blow from the big iron hammer, a person with such martial arts skills would not be short of food and naturally would not become a petty thief.
There were sword wounds on Da Tiechui's exposed arms, from which blood was oozing out.
This was because in order to ensure that Zhang Liang's journey would not be delayed, he had been swinging the hammer with all his strength along the way, and his arm was constantly exerting force, so the wound could not heal.
The gate of Xinzheng city was right in front of him, but Zhang Liang was no longer in a hurry.
Turning around, he solemnly saluted the big hammer on his horse.
"I would like to thank Brother Tiechui for accompanying me for thousands of miles. I am deeply grateful. Please follow me into the city for a chat."
"good."
The two men rode into the city and were examined by the guards at the city gate. Zhang Liang openly handed half a gold coin to the guard.
The two stern guards who had just been shouting at Zhang Liang that no one was allowed to move their big iron hammers suddenly changed their expressions. They smiled and moved away the crossed spears in their hands, allowing the two men, who were full of the smell of blood and earth, to ride their horses and swagger into Xinzheng.
Big Hammer showed a hint of displeasure on his face.
Although he hated Qin, he had to admit it.
If they were in any city in Guanzhong, Qin State, two people dressed like this would not be able to enter the city easily.
There is no highway in Xinzheng City.
Pedestrians were strolling in the streets in twos and threes, waiters in taverns were hawking their own intoxicating drinks, and people were shouting out various snacks in a competition of how loud they were - generally speaking, the snack vendor who shouted the loudest sold the best.
From the second floor of a magnificent building that was one floor higher than the surrounding houses, there was a constant stream of lascivious music. Serious and frivolous songs alternated, causing the men passing by to prick up their ears and listen carefully.
Some lazy people with nothing to do would lean in the corner of the building and chat with their friends with a lewd smile on their faces.
The content is nothing more than which girl has more breasts and which girl looks dignified but is actually coquettish.
This is a Korean brothel.
A street vendor selling live chickens held his roosters' necks and showed them to the buyers who were passing by.
"Look at the size of the comb and the brightness of the feathers..."
In order to sell the product for a few more dollars, the seller spoke eloquently and incessantly, making people wonder if he had studied under a strategist or famous scholar.
The rooster, with its neck pinched, stared with one eye at the two-story building and the surging figures behind the window lattice.
“Oooooh!”
It stretched its neck and cried unwillingly.
They are both chickens, but the difference is so huge.
Is it just the gender difference?
Is this sex discrimination?
The chicken seller's eyes lit up and he quickly loosened his grip by three points.
"Look at how loud the crow is. It will surely wake you up every morning and you won't be late."
“I don’t like getting up early.”
The chicken seller put an extra degree of strength in his hands.
The cock twitched twice, but no cum came out.
"Then you should buy this chicken. It doesn't crow in the morning most of the time. Even if it does, it only crows once. It's rare to find a chicken that doesn't crow in the morning nowadays."
“…”
Most of the vendors nearby are like the 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, but when the voices of ten, a hundred, or a thousand people are added together, they become loud, making up the noisy Xinzheng.
Under the tyranny of Qin, everyone was like a walking corpse. To prevent Xinzheng from falling into such a situation, to prevent South Korea from falling into such a situation.
Liang, we must restore Korea!
Zhang Liang, who returned to Xinzheng, made a vow in his heart.
A child holding a piece of maltose suddenly stopped Zhang Liang's horse.
Big Hammer glanced at the skinny child and ignored him.
Zhang Liang did not dismount from his horse, but sat on it and asked the child:
"Why stop the horse?"
The child stood on tiptoe and held a piece of paper high up.
"I was asked to write to you."
Zhang Liang did not take the paper. Instead, he bent over, picked up the child, and sat on the horse while holding the child.
"Little doll, someone around here gave it to you."
It was the first time for the child to sit on a tall horse and he looked around excitedly.
Because the child is much taller than an average person when sitting on a horse, he can see almost everyone around him.
Soon, the child, eating candy in one hand, pointed with the other hand at a figure who was walking hurriedly through the crowd with his head lowered.
"It's him!"
"Big hammer!"
"promise!"
The big iron hammer slammed heavily on the horse's back.
The horse's spine was broken, and the horse let out a mournful cry and was knocked to the ground by the huge force, unable to stand up.
With this huge force, the big iron hammer flew into the air. Its strong body was not slow at all and was extremely explosive. It smashed in front of the man pointed by the child like a cannonball.
A hand as big as a millstone lifted the man who wanted to hide in front of Zhang Liang like a chicken, in front of the horrified and amazed eyes of the people around him.
Zhang Liang got off the horse holding the child, stuffed a hundred coins into the hand of the child who was still looking at the horse's back reluctantly, took the letter, and sent the child away.
The child was the son of a nearby rice shop owner, and he knew that these small round pieces in his hands could be exchanged for a lot of maltose.
He thanked Zhang Liang and ran back to the nearby rice shop with the hundred coins in his hand.
"Brother, is it too little to offer maltose as a reward for delivering the letter?"
"Mr. Zhang is full of wisdom and strategies. He is worthy of being the one that the young master likes."
The man rubbed his throat. When he was lifted up by the sledgehammer, his neck was squeezed uncomfortably by the collar.
"When Master Zhang discovered that it was a child who was delivering the letter, he immediately determined that the child was not the real messenger. This was not difficult, but Master Zhang did not take the letter, but instead picked up the child and put him on the horse's back to gain a high point. Using the height advantage, he found the real messenger who was hiding among the people. Master Zhang's wisdom is unparalleled."
"You're not bad either."
Zhang Liang praised.
It is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to see everything clearly.
Most of the people around just ran away shouting, leaving the place to a living horse, a dead horse, and three people .
Only a few city foxes and community rats, or people who came to watch the fun, stood about eight or nine feet away from the three people.
"It's obvious at first glance that these two are not good people. The hammer of the strong man is covered in blood. It's almost as colorful as Zhang the butcher's butcher knife."
"Don't talk nonsense, that's the young master of the Zhang family. There's something interesting to watch ."
"Is it the Zhang family that can be destroyed even if South Korea is destroyed, but the Zhang family will not perish?"
"Where else is there another Zhang family in Xinzheng?"
"A horse has been killed, why don't you report it to the police?"
"We have just arrived in Xinzheng. It is useless to report to the authorities, Zhang family."
“…”
The people were talking, and the conversation here did not stop.
The big hammer has been standing behind the man to prevent him from escaping, but in fact the man has no intention of escaping at all.
"You are Ying Chengjiao's man. Didn't he teach you how to hide your identity and send a letter? You were caught by me so easily. How could he take Korea from me like this?"
As Zhang Liang spoke, he picked up the letter and wanted to see what was written on it.
His eyes fell on the letter, and Zhang Liang stopped talking. He stared at the paper without saying a word.
Seeing this, Da Tiechui became worried about Zhang Liang's condition.
"What does it say?"
Zhang Liang turned the letter over to Da Tiechui, who looked at it carefully but saw nothing.
This piece of letter paper is blank.
The captured man chuckled, took out a piece of letter paper from his arms and handed it to Zhang Liang.
"This is the letter that you want to give to Master Zhang."
Zhang Liang took the letter and his face looked extremely unhappy.
"You let me find you on purpose."
"no."
"Then why would you give the child a blank letter and hide the real letter in your arms?"
"It was the young master who asked us to do so."
"If I hadn't found you, then wouldn't Ying Chengjiao's letter have been delivered to me?"
"The young master said that if he couldn't find me, Zhang Liang would be nothing special and not worth fighting with."
"What a good one!"
Zhang Liang took a deep breath. This was the first time since he became an adult that he felt that his IQ was crushed by someone else.
Unfolding the letter in his hand, Zhang Liang now raised Ying Chengjiao's danger level to an extremely high level.
[Is Zifang okay? You must be very tired from the bumpy 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 go back to Xinzheng, I won't help. ]
Brat!
You set up the Lu's Chamber of Commerce overnight, how could I dare to travel around?
You had countless opportunities to give me this letter in Guanzhong, but you had to wait until I arrived in Xinzheng before giving it to me. It was obvious that you wanted to make me have a bumpy journey on purpose!
Zhang Liang suppressed his anger and continued reading.
[The fact that I can see this letter shows that Zifang is indeed a talented person who can make plans within the tent and win battles thousands of miles away. I like to fight with historical celebrities like you. Please Zifang guard the city gate. In three months, I will steal your country.]
Arrogant!
Guard the gates, and I will steal your kingdom.
Do you think you are Zhang Zi or Zhang Yi?
How much trouble can the Lu's Chamber of Commerce cause?
This world belongs to the nobles, not to the merchants. How can you, a prince's brother, not even know this?
Oh yes, Han Fei is loyal to you. This Lu's Chamber of Commerce should be a smokescreen. Your real killer move should be Han Fei's royal bloodline.
Humph, my Zhang family has been prime ministers of Han for five generations. Even if I really fall into your hands, I will commit suicide. I will never serve you, a dog of Qin!
[Han Fei said, given your personality, you must think I will use his identity to make a fuss, and you will not be loyal to me in the end. You two are so familiar with each other, I think his guess is almost right, so I will make my position clear. Han Fei will not show up in this gambling fight.]
[Even if I win, you don't have to pledge allegiance to me. As long as you don't rebel against Qin, it's not bad for us to be friends. To show how much I value you, I'll give you a piece of paper. I don't know if you've noticed that the letter in your hand is not made of bamboo slips.]
