Chapter 151 Why do you value that kid Zhang Liang?
Not bamboo slips.
Zhang Liang took a closer look and his hands trembled.
His thoughts were always on Ying Chengjiao, the gambling fight, and the Lu's Chamber of Commerce. It was only after Ying Chengjiao reminded him that Zhang Liang discovered this.
The object in the hand is as thin as a cicada's wing, and feels light as if nothing. The surface is slightly rough and a little scratchy, and is yellowish-white in color.
The ink marks are clearly visible on it. It is about one foot long and wide, and the information recorded is equivalent to that of more than ten bamboo slips.
At that time, most of the texts were recorded on bamboo slips, and a small part was recorded on various special animal skins, such as the more famous sheepskin scrolls.
A piece of paper that far surpassed bamboo slips in terms of recording, weight, carrying and other aspects appeared in front of Zhang Liang, which brought Zhang Liang an immense shock.
Zhang Liang concentrated his mind.
When he was in Chang'an Junfu, as soon as he opened his eyes and saw Han Fei, he only thought about the joy of meeting each other and how to persuade Han Fei to restore the Kingdom of Han.
Thinking back to the scene at that time, Zhang Liang realized that Han Fei was using a brush to write and draw on something called paper.
If there was only a piece of paper, no matter how valuable it was, it would not be within Zhang Liang's consideration.
Scarcity means that it cannot be used on a large scale. For example, the Heshi Bi is the only one in the world, but it can only be the icing on the cake. Even if Zhao State had the Heshi Bi, it could not save the country from being destroyed.
But from what Zhang Liang saw, there was definitely a lot of paper on Han Fei's desk, which meant that the paper could most likely be mass-produced and put into use.
This has a completely different meaning.
Before, Zhang Liang was still thinking, he rode at full speed all the way, even killing two horses, without wasting a moment, and finally arrived in Xinzheng.
Looking at the face of the man in front of me, he didn't look worldly at all, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry after a long journey.
If the man in front of him had not traveled a long distance like him, then how did he receive the message from Ying Chengjiao and wait for him, Zhang Liang, in Xinzheng?
Now Zhang Liang understood and his face became extremely solemn.
"Bird."
The man didn't want to hide it and nodded straightforwardly.
"Master Zhang galloped all the way. The only thing faster than a beast is a flying bird."
Trouble...
This time, Zhang Liang's heart really sank.
The speed of information transmission has always been of paramount importance.
The reason why Zhang Liang rushed to Xinzheng in a hurry was because Xinzheng was the core area of the Zhang family. Only in Xinzheng did the Zhang family have the conditions to deliver information to all the major cities in Han.
To make it easier to understand, Xinzheng is the host, and other cities in Korea are extensions, and the host controls all other extensions.
When problems arose in Shangdang, the Han Dynasty, the news was passed back to Xinzheng. Zhang Liang analyzed and dealt with the problem, and then passed the solution to Shangdang.
How was information transmitted? In this era, the method of transmission was very simple: fast horses.
The Zhang family is the current secret controller of Han, and Zhang Liang is in Xinzheng. In this gambling fight, Zhang Liang has already gained the advantage of location and people.
The ancients said.
The right time, the right place, and the right people.
All three are reasonable.
In Zhang Liang's opinion, unless Ying Chengjiao took advantage of the right time, such as the Qin army and Han Fei's identity, there was no reason for him to fail.
Ying Chengjiao first said that he did not want to use force, and then said that Han Fei would not be allowed to participate. So there was no way Zhang Liang could lose this bet.
But now, Zhang Liang was a little panicked.
Because the geographical advantage is no longer on his side.
The first time Zhang Liang heard Ying Chengjiao mention paper, he thought of carrier pigeons, which should not have appeared in this era.
When a fast horse runs on the land, it is restricted by the terrain. Not only can it not run in a straight line, but it also has to encounter obstacles such as hills and muddy roads.
But birds are different.
In this era, the sky is clear and it is an undeveloped land.
Tie the letter paper to the leg of a tamed bird, and the bird will reach a place in one day that would take a horse three days to reach.
How can we play this?
For example, several nobles in Shangdang defected to Qin and helped Qin govern Shangdang. The other nobles were secretly boycotting these nobles, and Zhang Liang needed to come up with a solution immediately.
The fast horse had just run out of Shangdang for a day when the flying bird had already delivered the news.
Don’t think that there was no way to tame birds in that era. The emergence of poultry means that humans have been able to tame birds.
When the two armies faced off, Ying Chengjiao always got information before Zhang Liang.
Just like playing a game.
The network delay on one side is 15, and the network delay on the other side is 150.
Even if the former is not as good as the latter, the balance of victory will still tilt towards the former.
The gambling battle has not started yet, really look at the paper carefully.
Zhang Liang lost his confidence in winning.
The reason why Zhang Liang was able to maintain his facial expression unchanged was that he remained calm.
One reason is that Ying Chengjiao was in Xianyang, not in Han.
The time it takes for a bird to fly from Han to Xianyang should be about the same as the time it takes for a fast horse to reach Xinzheng from other cities in Han.
If Ying Chengjiao appeared in Xinzheng, Zhang Liang would definitely be doubly panicked now.
The second reason is that Zhang Liang is confident.
The Zhang family served as prime ministers of Han for five generations.
Zhang Liang's grandfather Zhang Kaidi served as prime minister of Han for three years, and his father Zhang Ping also served as prime minister of Han for five generations.
Zhang family's ancestor Zhang Mengdan was the first prime minister of Korea. Since the establishment of Korea, Zhang family has been one of the largest noble families in Korea.
With such a prominent family background, Zhang Liang received an education that was no less than that of the princes of Han. Zhang Liang was already well-known in Han when he was a child and was regarded as a pride by his elder grandfather Zhang Kaidi and his uncle Zhang Ping.
In the Han Dynasty where the spirit of governing by tactics was prevalent, Zhang Liang was highly valued by two prime ministers, so his strategy must have been the best of the best.
In terms of strategy alone, Zhang Liang is confident that he can compete with anyone in the world.
Third, because the people are still there.
The Zhang family has too much influence in South Korea, and it leads all the old Korean nobles.
Zhang Liang had a lot of thoughts at the moment.
He stood there, pondering in silence.
The man cupped his hands when he saw this.
"Mr. Zhang, if there is nothing else important, I will take my leave first."
Zhang Liang laughed.
"You appear before me and you know a lot. You must be the leader that Ying Chengjiao has planted in Xinzheng. Why do you think I will let you go?"
Zhang Liang wanted to know more information from the man.
For example, how paper is made, how much paper there is, who is the leader of Ying Chengjiao's Lu's Chamber of Commerce, who are the man's accomplices hiding in Xinzheng, etc.
He would not let the man go.
"Master Zhang seems to have forgotten that this world belongs to Qin, and Xinzheng also belongs to Qin."
The man put his fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly.
Tap tap tap
Ten Qin soldiers stationed in Xinzheng, holding bronze spears, ran over from a hundred steps away and surrounded the three men in a circle.
The man patted his clothes leisurely and said with a smile: "The master has prepared a nickname for Master Zhang, the wise man. There are not many of you who have such an honor. Master Zhang has a nickname before he even arrives. I am really envious of him. Goodbye."
The man led ten Qin soldiers away without any precautions.
Da Tiechui was panting and was about to take a step forward when he was stopped by Zhang Liang.
"There are only ten of us here, they can't defeat me!"
"These are not ten people, these are ten Qin soldiers."
"So what? Ten Qin troops are no match for me!"
"Today you openly fight against ten Qin troops, tomorrow one hundred thousand Qin troops will crush Xinzheng."
Zhang Liang waved his hand, and five or six people dressed as ordinary people came out from the crowd, put the horse that was killed by a sledgehammer on a wooden device and dragged it away.
"These are all members of the Zhang family. Did they hear what we said just now?"
"That's what I think. The man just left with a group of Qin soldiers. He holds a high position. Is the King of Qin going to send someone to manage Xinzheng?"
"We'll take care of it. No matter who rules us, it doesn't matter if it's the King of Han, the Zhang family, or the King of Qin. No matter how much they fight, they can't get anything from us."
"That's true. Even if the Qin army enters Xinzheng, the Zhang family will be the only ones who will suffer."
"Don't talk nonsense. Do you know if there are any Zhang family members among this crowd? The Zhang family can't fight against the Qin army. Killing you is not much more difficult than killing a chicken."
“…”
The onlookers dispersed after chatting, and most of them didn't care about the dispute between the Qin army and Zhang Liang that appeared before their eyes.
Zhang Liang led the horse and the big iron hammer and headed towards Zhang Mansion.
His face looked normal, but he was actually more panicked inside. He had been thinking about a question.
The men that Ying Chengjiao left in Xinzheng could mobilize the Qin army stationed in Xinzheng.
Can the people that Ying Chengjiao left in other cities in Han mobilize the local Qin army?
If possible.
Then the harmony among people is not just Zhang Liang's.
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Chang'an Jun Mansion.
"Uncle Lu!"
By the pond.
Lu Buwei looked helpless.
Ying Chengjiao held Lü Buwei's body and staggered, crying and shouting, causing the fishing rod in Lü Buwei's hand to shake and the fish float in the water to move wildly.
Crying with sound and tears is called crying.
Howling is sound without tears.
Tears without sound are called crying.
Ying Chengjiao just howled.
"Uncle Lu, that Zhang Liang is too much of a bully. He said that you, Lu Buwei, are just so-so and that the Lüshi Chunqiu you wrote is shit. Uncle Lu, it's ok that he looks down on me, but he looks down on you too."
"Even if you don't want to argue with him, you worked so hard to compile the Lüshi Chunqiu, and every word of it is worth a thousand gold, but he has slandered it like this. This is like shitting on your head. You can't tolerate it any longer!"
Lu Buwei promoted Ying Chengjiao to be the legitimate heir.
"Just talk, don't touch me. You scared away all my fish, which I could have caught."
Ying Chengjiao grabbed the fishing line and pulled it hard.
The silver needle drew an arc in the air, scattering drops of water, which were held in Ying Chengjiao's hand.
"Uncle Lu, you used this to fish. You blame me for scaring the fish away and making it impossible for you to catch any. Isn't that a bit too much?"
Lu Buwei took the silver needle back from Ying Chengjiao's hand, swung the fishing rod, and threw the silver needle back into the pond.
"I mutinied to help you become the King of Qin, and it would have been fine if you didn't help. But you used the armored soldiers I helped you train against me, isn't that too much?"
"But I don't want to be the King of Qin. Look, my brother is doing a good job. Why are you staring at me?"
Lu Buwei remained calm and said nothing more, continuing to take advantage of those who were willing to take the bait.
He and Ying Chengjiao had said similar words countless times, and he really didn't want to waste his breath on them anymore.
"Uncle Lu, look at Uncle Meng, he has regained his youth. He has gone to the border to fight the Xiongnu. How can you live here with me in your old age?"
Ying Chengjiao shook the chair violently again, making Lu Buwei feel a little dizzy.
There is no fishing in this situation.
Lu Buwei simply threw the fishing rod away, lay on his back on the soft couch with fine stitching, closed his eyes and basked in the sun, just like an old man in his seventies or eighties who enjoyed the warm sunshine.
Go ahead, I'm not fishing anymore.
Ying Chengjiao had no idea what to do. He sighed deeply and was about to leave.
"Why do you think so highly of that kid named Zhang Liang?"
Lu Buwei closed his eyes and said that he knew that Ying Chengjiao and Zhang Liang were gambling.
