From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

At dawn.

The three men sneaked out of the granary.

The Jizhou Han family was previously one of the members who shared the dirty grain money. This skinny camel still occupied more than 40% of the arable land and tenant farmers in the six southern counties of Hengshui County. In the eyes of Master Han, they already had a share of the turned-in grain. Like other members, they controlled the secret passage leading directly to the inside.

Guo Si walked timidly into the street with someone. When the other party killed Mr. Han, he let go a group of servants and maids. It is estimated that the news of Han Fang's revenge will be spread. This kind of sleight of hand cannot fool everyone, but it is enough to reduce the attention on them.

Dazhan City is still prosperous.

For the residents in the city, it just means that the number of patrolling escorts will increase several times, which will not affect their daily life.

Two thousand Ji'nan cavalrymen have crossed the river. People who don't know the reason even think that the old general Yang Shenxing has a change of heart and intends to help Hengshui City which is holding on to the front line.

Someone used the pigments and utensils from the Han Mansion to make a lifelike dough. Many years have passed, but his skills have not faded.

The three of them came to Tan Yingxuan. Unlike the branch office that would actively negotiate business, this place was basically an exhibition and sales model. It was as large as a market, and they would never compromise on the price. Backed by the royal bloodline, the local tyrants and military leaders never made things difficult for them, and the wallets of these nobles were heavier than countless lives.

"When do you think Beimang will go south?"

Jiang Yuan was picking and choosing at the stall of Tan Yingxuan.

"After ten autumn rains and before the heavy snow in winter, no more than fifteen days." Guo Si answered as he bought a silver hairpin for the maid Lu'er. Having served as a servant of the Tianzihao for several years, he was not short of gold and silver things.

"I don't like Ji'nan." Jiang Yuan said. The 40,000 elite veterans here are almost the cream of Jizhou. In the future of the original world line, they were buried by the old generals of the Spring and Autumn Period in the battle to restore the Western Chu State, and they withered and scattered. It seems that it would be better to give them to the right person.

"If we limit our attention to just one state, the Benliu River originates from the majestic ancient mountains around Shuangmen Pass, and Jibei has always had two seasons of drought and flood. As long as we take advantage of the terrain and build canals and river dams upstream to store water during droughts and release water during floods, within three years, the Jinan army will definitely move north, and the price will be that the people will suffer."

"Storing floodwaters creates momentum."

"Mr., what you said is very true, but we can't rely on this alone. Jibei has a vast territory, so we should use static to control dynamic. A long march of 40,000 infantrymen will weaken their morale. In this way, the chances of winning can be increased. However, in the final analysis, it still depends on real swords and guns. Yang Shenxing is an old general in the Spring and Autumn Period, and ordinary tricks will have no effect on him."

Jiang Yuan bought a few water conservancy books from the stall, turned around and threw them to Guo Si, and said:

"Don't even think about flooding the army. Liyang and Beimang both have martial arts masters acting as spies. This kind of thing would make too much noise to be hidden from those guys. But storing flood water can divide the enemy's forces and prevent a head-on confrontation with the entire army. I'll leave the construction of the dam to you."

Guo Si roughly understood the other party's idea, which was nothing more than preparation for the upcoming national war.

Jiang Yuan walked into the famous Cang Gong Pavilion.

The eight-stone bow is more common here, and is usually the first choice of military personnel and disciples of generals. The number of one-stone bows has dropped significantly, and the number of two-stone and three-stone bows is even smaller.

There are only five five-stone bows, and the treasure of the store is a nine-stone archery bow. It has never been sold since the store opened. It is useless to keep it, and giving it away would be a humiliation. It is put here to show strength. The ability to make a nine-stone bow means that the craftsman has extremely sophisticated skills, and the materials and bowstrings alone are so precious that they are beyond the imagination of ordinary workshops.

Jiang Yuan looked at it for a moment. If the Nine Stone Bow used Qi, the effect seemed to be not much different from a cannonball.

"The black ironwood from southern Xinjiang is said to come from rare trees where meteorites fell from outer space. It has always been controlled by King Yan Chi. The tiger-shaped bowstring is said to have tiger tendons and seal grass repeatedly hammered in." Guo Si introduced. The tiger-shaped eagle bow is priced at three hundred taels of gold.

Jiang Yuan counted out thirty largest-denomination monk's notes from the purse around his waist. This special currency was based on the reputation of temples all over the world and could be exchanged for real gold and silver at nearby large temples.

Yang Taisui, the white-robed prime minister of the capital, was born into a Buddhist family. Some of his hints were no worse than the Buddha's orders, but this guy was actually more on the side of the court. According to the development, in a few years, he would formally worship Taoism and destroy Buddhism. He would collect gold and silver from local tycoons through monks' money, and then destroy Buddhism to take the money back. Now all the Buddhist temples are rich, and they are all livestock that are busy eating before the butcher's knife falls.

Seeing someone buy the Eagle Shooting Bow without saying a word, Guo Si was not surprised at all. The luxury of the noble families was unimaginable to ordinary people. Most of their storage was heavy gold and silver that could not be taken away. However, the monk's notes, which could be considered as a retreat, should not be less than a hundred pieces. If the exchange amount increased, the big temples would not refuse to give a place to stay out of friendship.

"Sir, we have to go."

"know."

The news of buying the Eagle Shooting Bow spread immediately. After all, buying a Nine-Stone Bow was really unbelievable.

The three men rode out of the city on horseback. When they passed the main gate, a burly captain wearing an official hat nodded to someone, and the gatekeeper let them pass without checking.

The crow landed on his shoulder, and Old Man Pei was quite pleased with himself:

"The runner-up among my disciples, a second-rank junior master, now has some influence in the Ji'nan Army."

"Who is the top scorer?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Xue Songguan, now I guess she is referring to Xuanjing. She ran to Beimang to become a demon. I heard that she became one of the top ten killers. It's not good to mess around." Old man Pei seemed to be interested. "Do you know about the changes in Beiliang Palace?"

Jiang Yuan was too lazy to answer. Since it could be called an accident, it meant that it was a serious matter.

"The King of Beiliang secretly hid the Princess of Western Chu, Jiang Si. Cao Changqing had been visiting various places for many years without success. This time, the truth was revealed, and Cao Guanzi went straight to the door. A well-hidden warrior with a gun in the Celestial Realm appeared in the King of Beiliang's mansion. He came up step by step. It is estimated that he can exchange his life with the land immortals of the three religions. Moreover, according to my colleague, this warrior has the tendency to make another half step forward at any time.

However, no one expected that the second daughter of the King of Beiliang would actually come along. No one knew what they talked about, but Xu Xiao agreed to release her. This time, Cao Changqing was able to get rid of the pent-up anger he had been holding for twenty years, and he broke through the realm on the spot and was promoted to a land immortal.

In addition, Cao Changqing also brought a little girl wearing green satin. The Beiliang Palace not only hides the princess, but also the old sword god. Li Chungang is the romantic and freehand painter of our generation. Everyone in Zhao and Gou knew that he had been in a state of decline before the Jiazi year. Who knew that the little girl would say: I want Western Chu, which directly made Li Chungang return to the fairyland on earth.

The martial arts world is already in an uproar. Looking back countless centuries, there were only two or three land immortals in the same period. This time, two suddenly appeared. Counting the Taoist head and the Buddha head, as well as Wang Xianzhi from the Southeast Wudi City, there are a handful of them. This is an unprecedented year. Mr. Yuan said that the fate and luck limit of this generation of martial arts is nine, one carrot, one pit. Maybe there are still old antiques from the previous era alive, whether they take up the quota or not is another matter. The next few years are bound to be very lively."

"What you should be concerned about is the restoration of Western Chu."

"With Cao Changqing and Li Chungang leading the charge, the restoration of Western Chu might not be a flash in the pan. The Jiang family has been nurturing scholars for two hundred years. Those ruined aristocratic families will probably not sit idly by and willingly let themselves become history. Li Yang and Xu Xiao have annihilated nine of the ten great families in the Spring and Autumn Period. It can be said that there are complaints everywhere."

On the side, Guo Si remained calm as he watched the dancing crow, while the maid Lu'er was speechless.

(End of this chapter)