Ji Han Liu Zhang

Chapter 42 Zhang Erlang’s plan
a few days ago.

Li Mou took out fifteen gold and handed it to Zhang Erlang, with a somewhat unhappy tone: "Erlang, you borrowed money from others, why didn't you come to find me?"

"I accept that if you call me Uncle Li, you will be my disciple. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. Don't treat me like an outsider."

"Thank you, Uncle Li." Zhang Erlang did not refuse and took the fifteen gold. He felt a little moved and thanked Li Mou.

He recently planned to collect some money from acquaintances for a plan, but the amount he wanted was too large. Most of the acquaintances were as poor as he was, and few could afford that much money.

After piecing everything together, the amount was still a little less than he expected. Even though he had bought out his ancestral home, it was still not enough.

It's not that he hadn't thought about Li Mou's visit, but when he thought that everyone only interacted with him on official business, and that he was the only official in Li Mou's family, and everyone relied on him to support him, he didn't go to Li Mou.

But he didn't expect that Li Mou heard the news somewhere and ran over to give him fifteen gold. His words were very close to him, which made him have more respect and gratitude for Li Mou.

Zhang Erlang opened his mouth and made a promise: "Uncle Li, I will repay you tenfold one day."

"You're getting angry when you say this." Li Mou looked at the unparalleled heroic Zhang Erlang in front of him, sighed at the youth's heroic spirit, waved his hand and declined.

After saying this, Li Mou said goodbye and left.

Zhang Erlang watched Li Mou leave. When Li Mou left, he turned back and took out a box. Inside was the 45 gold he had collected these days, plus the fifteen gold given by Li Mou, for a total of sixty gold.

This money should be enough for him to complete his plan.

After cleaning up for a while, he walked to the Chengdu market.

As the largest 'city' in the southwest of the Han Empire, the market in Chengdu was known as the 'Abyss of Thousands of Businesses', with crowds of people coming and going, arms raised like clouds, and sweat pouring down from the ground.

There was something Zhang Erlang wanted here. He had already set his sights on the target, and walked slowly towards a horse selling shop.

The shopkeeper recognized him at a glance and said, "Erlang is here."

"Uncle Zhang, I still have the white horse from last time." Zhang Erlang called Uncle Zhang and asked about the white horse he had taken a fancy to last time.

"Keep it, it's the one Erlang likes. How could I sell it to someone else?" The shopkeeper named Uncle Zhang responded enthusiastically. He had recently heard rumors that Zhang Erlang was borrowing money everywhere. He thought about it and then said: "Erlang If it is absolutely necessary, 45 gold will be discounted, and Erlang can just pay [-] gold."

"Selling it to someone else will ruin this fine horse."

Zhang Erlang didn't refuse, and thanked him: "Thank you very much, Uncle Zhang."

"No thanks, I'm interested in Erlang's talent. I can make this good horse from Liangzhou make a difference." Uncle Zhang said with a little emotion.

The young man in front of him, Zhang Erlang, had an extremely heroic face and his riding skills were unparalleled in Shu County. He came from a poor family and had no chance to get ahead. Now he is just a book assistant.

Not long after, Zhang Erlang led a white horse out of the shop. As he walked, he looked at the white horse. It had a long and curved neck, a thick torso, slender limbs, and a brisk step. Even among Liangzhou horses, it was considered to be the best. The best is the best.

Since the rice thief Zhang Lu cut off the valley road, the market for selling horses in Chengdu has been increasing day by day. The price of pony horses from Nanzhong has risen to the previous price of Liangzhou horses. As for the price of Liangzhou horses, it has reached the sky. There is still a price but no market.

If he hadn't had some friendship with Uncle Zhang, a horse dealer, how could he have obtained such a good horse for forty gold? He should repay the favor in the future.

After buying the horses, he walked to the shop selling ironware.

The Han Dynasty set up a large government-run workshop in Chengdu, called Shu County Gongguan, which allowed Shu to learn smelting technology from the Central Plains and improved the manufacturing level of Sichuan iron and steel, especially the steel-frying technology. Raw materials, after repeated heating and forging, can be made into steel products with superior performance.

Zhang Erlang also needed a hundred-refined spear head, but the ordinary spear head was not eye-catching enough. He thought about it and said to the blacksmith who was smelting iron, "Can the spear head be plated with silver?"

"As long as you give me enough money, I can plate it with gold, not just silver." The blacksmith was a rough man, and his words were very vulgar, but he also had confidence in his own skills.

Zhang Erlang smiled and nodded. He would buy a white robe made of Shu brocade later and it would be complete.
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The backyard of the state pastoral office.

Liu Hao was very happy. It was the happiest time for him in recent times.

Some time ago, Aunt Wang was beaten to death in battle, and he was grounded by his younger brother Liu Zhang. He had to pretend to be calm, and then he was able to lift the grounding.

It was a happy thing to be lifted from the ban, but there was nothing to be happy about in seeking perfection under such humiliation. Instead, his resentment towards his younger brother Liu Zhang grew stronger day by day.He looked towards the courtyard door. Two strong men in green clothes were guarding the door.

"Qing Qiang." Liu Hao said two words through his teeth. His good brother actually arranged for Qing Qiang to guard him. Unlike other servants in the house, who were somewhat in awe of him as the Third Young Master, Qing Qiang only listened. His brother's orders did not matter his status.

After feeling resentful for a moment, Liu Hao's face relaxed. Qing Qiang was not important at the moment. What was important was the news he received. As a person who entered Shu at the same time as his father Liu Yan, he had no one other than the dead Li Qiang in his house. Da, I still have a few confidants.

Just now, his confidants sent him news that a man named Liu He, who called himself Jingzhou Biejia, incited the three wealthy families of Xie, Yang, and Bai in Bajun and some dissatisfied county officials to launch a rebellion. Rebellious.

Thinking of this, he showed a sad smile: "Ji Yu, let's see how you end up." '

Liu Mao thought happily that if his younger brother could not put down the rebellion in Bajun, the ministers in Shu would think of him as a brave and courageous young man, and they were afraid that they would come back and beg him to be appointed as the shepherd of Yizhou to replace him. That cowardly and incompetent brother.

His chance has come.

During this time, there is nothing more joyful than this.

The front yard of the state pastoral office.

Zhao Wei was getting a little irritated as he sat and waited.

When news of the rebellion in Bajun came, he and several ministers rushed to the Prefectural Mufu Mansion, waiting for Liu Zhang to come forward to arrange candidates to counter the rebellion and measures to stabilize Badi.

But after waiting for an hour and three quarters, Liu Zhang still didn't show up.

'This is too cowardly. Are you so scared? '

The rebels in Bajun were hundreds of miles away from Chengdu, so the envoy of his family was so frightened that he cowered in his mansion. They and other ministers did not dare to come forward to receive him.

Zhao Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He never came forward to Liu Zhang. He said it was because Liu Zhang was too cowardly.

This did not delay his expedition to Bajun. He was in a very impatient mood and could not wait to fly to Bajun the next moment.

At this time, there were footsteps at the door. Zhao Wei thought that he had finally arrived. He turned around and saw that the person coming was not Liu Zhang, but Pang Jing, the head of the mansion, and Wang Shang, who was the guest.

'Um. ’ He was suddenly confused as to why it was these two people.

The two walked hand in hand to the front row and separated. Pang Jing walked to the top position, and Wang Shang walked to the chief civil servant's position and sat down.

After Wang Shang sat down, Pang Jing spoke: "According to the envoy's order."

A group of impatient ministers who had been waiting for a long time tidied up their appearance, went to pay homage, and listened to Liu Zhang's decree.

As it turns out, Zhao Wei, who was going to pay his respects, suddenly realized that Liu Zhang'er had asked Pang Jing, the chief minister, to come forward and issue an order. As an envoy, he could continue to hide in the house without seeing anyone.

This made him a little bit disgusted. He wanted to see Liu Zhang's fearful expression and appreciate it.

Pang Jing then said: "The rebels from Ba County are harming Yizhou. As the state shepherd, I have to punish them personally."

"The envoy has led the army to Bajun, and has given Wang Biejia Xiao He the responsibility of staying in Chengdu. He will serve as Dong Ling and also protect the army. He will lead two thousand soldiers to assist Wang Biejia. The rest will be in their proper place."

A few words reached Zhao Wei's ears, and he suddenly felt as if there were thunderous explosions in his head. His whole mind was like a fog, and his figure was a little unstable as he knelt down.

Zhao Wei, who came back to his senses, did not dare to believe this information.

'How is this possible? Liu Zhang's son dares to personally lead an army to Bajun. '

'Is this still the cowardly Liu Zhang? '

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