I have lived forever since the end of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 225 The widow just mentioned it casually

Three days later.

Outside Taiyuan City.

Han Wangxin led the South Korean ministers and said goodbye to the Han army with a smile.

However, the farewell etiquette was rather cumbersome, and Han Xin, who was buried in the Kanyu map, was unwilling to deal with it, so this task naturally fell on Chen Luo's head.

Judging from the task content alone, he only needs to have a few polite words with Han Wangxin, and to praise and encourage each other.

However, after a few days of communication, Chen Luo has learned that Han Wangxin belongs to a very pure type of person, that is, "pure idiots", just like Party A who doesn't understand professional knowledge at work in later generations, but likes to be interested in design. The plan was pointing and pointing, and after countless improvements, they finally chose the first version with satisfaction.

Pretending to be profound and thinking he is smart, this is Chen Luo's impression of Han Wangxin.

Even if he is now on the demand side, Chen Luo still has a lot of trouble communicating with someone like him.

"The few things I entrusted to His Highness, I hope you will not disappoint my expectations. In the future, I will mention this achievement before His Majesty." Before leaving, Chen Luo was afraid that King Han would not be satisfied with his instructions. Take care, so I remind you again.

Han Wangxin squinted his eyes, pretending to say: "My widow, I understand."

Chen Luo was silent for a moment, and looked at him with some despair. He really didn't know how Liu Bi could communicate with him smoothly, and even lent three thousand soldiers from him.

This requires such a strong psychological quality ah.

From this aspect, Liu Bi is indeed better than himself.

Chen Luo turned his head, rubbed the center of his brows helplessly, and then turned back to ask: "The artifacts that the Han army needs to forge in Taiyuan will be of great help to the war against the Huns, Your Highness should be clear."

Han Wangxin squinted his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it the horse... the horse, well, the craftsmen under the widow know it well, and when the time comes, they will send someone to deliver it to you." Go to the front."

Looking at Han Wangxin who pretended to be calm and faltered, Chen Luo wanted to let out a long sigh.

A few days after returning to Chang'an, news of the Huns' invasion came. I didn't have time to mass-produce saddles and stirrups in Guanzhong. What I made overnight was only enough to equip more than [-] cavalry.

If all the cavalry in the Han army are to be used, it is most convenient to manufacture them in Korea and transport them to the fighting Han army.

Thinking of this, Chen Luo carefully instructed again: "I left thirty samples for your craftsmen, which basically fit the physique of all horses, and the preparation process is not complicated, so they can just follow suit.

As for the delivery of saddles and stirrups..."

"Yes, yes, they are called saddles and stirrups. I remember it now." Han Wangxin suddenly interrupted, with a faint smile on his face, "I have a lot of work to do every day, and it is normal for me to forget some small things occasionally. Don't be surprised by Yang Xiahou. "

"I heard that if you can't clean a room, then it's hard for this person to become a sage and wise king who cleans up the world's filth. Your Highness usually needs to pay attention to some details." He couldn't help reminding.

Han Wangxin shook his head and said, "I've never heard of such a truth. Does the roc soaring above the sky need to build a nest with a branch in its mouth?

It is normal for a widow to manage a land of thousands of miles and thousands of households without paying attention to some details, and there will be courtiers in the court to remind them.

But Korea lacks good ministers..."

After looking at Chen Luo for a while, he continued thoughtfully: "When Yang Xiahou puts down the disaster of the Xiongnu, you can come to serve as my country's prime minister."

Even though Yang Xiahou is not worthy of such a great Mingjun as himself, judging by his performance these days, he can barely be called a virtuous minister.

"Thank you for your love, but I have little talent and learning, and I have an important position in the court, so I am afraid it will be difficult for me to come." Chen Luo could not keep up with Han Wangxin's jumping thinking.

"Oh. Marquis Yang Xia won't come, okay. In fact, I just mentioned it casually. There are a lot of heroes in the Korean court. Do you feel that Marquis Yang Xia has felt these days? Haha, I am very satisfied with the courtiers in the court, oh It's a pity that Yang Xiahou doesn't come, it's not a widow." Han Wangxin shook his head with a little regret, and kept talking to himself.

Chen Luo listened while silently clenching his fists.

After taking a few deep breaths, he managed not to punch the opponent's face.

Han Wangxin's unreliable appearance made it difficult for him to generate enough trust in his heart.

It's just that there is no other better way now.

After all, the high-level officials in South Korea were all influenced by Han Wangxin, and they were basically rotten people. Among the middle- and low-level courtiers, there were a few capable people. Unfortunately, they didn't have enough power to directly connect with him.

Han Wangxin turned around halfway, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

How could a Mingjun like myself not be able to attract Yang Xiahou?

Probably because the widow is too restrained.

However, when the image of the wise and virtuous ministers in his mind was shattered in an instant, and thinking about those ministers in the court who kept silent and never offered any effective suggestions, he felt as lonely as snow in the court.

Of course, compared to those ministers who kept silent, the rebellious ministers who criticized themselves were more damned.

Fortunately, I killed several rebels in a row before, deterring such people, and there have been no such rebels recently.

Before the army completely dispatched and left, Chen Luo repeatedly hinted several times, hoping that the other party would take this matter to heart.

Watching the Han army leave Taiyuan and return to the palace, Han Wangxin yawned and found his most trusted minister.

"You are in charge of recruiting craftsmen for the things Yang Xiahou needs. As for the materials and money needed, you can take care of them yourself." He ordered casually.

Han Wangxin felt that Chen Luo's request was not difficult, as long as he found more craftsmen, wouldn't those objects be made quickly?

Yang Xiahou said to himself so many times in private, he really worried too much.

Even if this matter is handed over to any of his subordinates, nothing will go wrong.

"Yes, it is important to make up your mind to live up to the king." The favored minister replied solemnly, but he had already begun to think about it in his heart, "My lord, I heard that among the people who fled from Daidi , there are a few beauties..."

"Oh?" Han Wangxin, who was slouching and squinting his eyes, immediately straightened up, "Then they are really pitiful, I can't bear to be alone, I want to give them a home."

"Your Majesty is so kind, that minister will find the suffering people who have fled from the land and send them to the palace for you." The favored minister looked at the smiling Han Wangxin and said hastily.

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Ji Xin, the old king of Han.He is a virtuous man, close to courtiers, and his good intentions are obvious.One without self-knowledge, two without the wisdom of observing others, and three without foresight and strategy, can be called "three without".

I know that there are many princes and princes in the world, and I have never seen anyone like them.

Living in the countryside, harming only a few families, being honored as a king is really a disaster for the people. ——"Yangxia Hou Miscellaneous Talk" [Han] Chen Luo

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