Seeing that Zhao Ping attached so much importance to the Hu people, some people were reluctant.
Zhang Si saluted Zhao Ping: "Little saint, now that Tubo has been captured and Xixian County has been recovered, why should you care about him alone."
"Little saint, Wang Dechen is not that important, right?" Yan Guo, the housekeeper, also came out and said.
Yang Yun, the military chief, also said: "Little saint, Wang Dechen was important in the past. Now that the Hu people's army of 500,000 has been defeated by us, why should we care about this person."
Although the others did not speak, they also looked disapproving.
"You only know one, but not the other." After Zhao Ping finished speaking, he waved to Zhao Long and Wang Guo'er and said, "Open the map."
"No." Zhao Long and Wang Guo'er bowed and slowly opened the curtains on the wall.
Zhao Ping's last wall was three feet long and one foot high.
And this map is almost as big as a wall. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the sky and the earth fit within a square inch.
When Cao Ke and others took a look, they gasped. They had never seen the map in front of them.
This map is too big, ten times or even twenty-twenty times larger than before.
Zhang Si and others couldn't help but be stunned, as if they could fit two eggs into it.
Cuizhu, Qiu Ruoshui, Huang Xiaoniu, Chen Yiyi and others made tea for them one after another. After putting down their teacups, they stood aside calmly.
The reason why they are so calm is because this map is also a result of their and Zhao Long's and Wang Guo'er's contributions.
Zhao Ping pointed to the map and said to Zhang Si and others: "Let's see how big the territory of the Hu people is."
"What, there are also Obalu, Dashi, and the Western Regions. They are ten times bigger than the Song Dynasty, not twenty times bigger." Zhang Si saw the map. , couldn't help but tremble.
Yan Guo also stepped forward to look at it carefully. His face was pale and his voice was trembling: "It turns out that it is so big. Without the little saint, the Song Dynasty would have been destroyed sooner or later."
"No wonder the Hu people are so powerful, with so many cavalry, the territory is so vast." Looking at the map, Yang Yun's eyes almost fell out of his sockets.
Cao Ke took a breath and clenched his jaw tightly with his teeth: "The Song Dynasty only occupies a small corner in the southeast of the map. No wonder my father failed in Hanzhong that year, the Hu people's territory is too large."
More than ten years ago, Cao Ke's father fought against the Hu people in Hanzhong and ended in failure.
"Little Saint, why do you want us to see this map?" Zhang Si calmed down at this time and asked with some confusion.
Zhao Ping did not answer his words, but looked at Yang Yun: "Xingkong, what do you think?"
"Little saint, if you show us this map, do you also want to unify the whole world?" Yang Yun thought for a while and suddenly realized something.
Cao Ke's eyes sparkled, and his body couldn't help but tremble with joy: "Little saint, don't you want to be the Khan of Heaven?"
"Little saint, the Heavenly Khan is only the nominal lord of the world, but he has not truly unified the world." Zhang Si suddenly thought of Li Shimin, the Heavenly Khan, who did not unify Tibet and the Turks.
Yan Guo thought further: "Little Saint, do you want to take over all the Hu people's territory and establish a new imperial dynasty?"
"Little saint, if you want to unify the world, we will lead the army and fight until death. We are willing to be the champions by your side." Yang Yun and Cao Ke immediately expressed their stance with excitement.
Both of them are military commanders. What a military commander does, of course, they hope to be like Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, Dou Xian, and Le Shi Yanran beside the little saint, and their names will go down in history.
Zhang Si, Yan Guo and others immediately bowed their hands and expressed their stance: "We are willing to assist the little saint to unify the world and become the common master of the world."
Yang Yun, Cao Ke and others were happy, and they were even happier.
You know, each of them has a daughter as a wife or concubine.
In the past, they felt a little embarrassed.
Now it seems that not only is there no shame, but it is also an honor.
If the little saint unified the world, an emperor would definitely not be able to control it.
Isn't it? Mongolia also has four khanates?
Although Zhao Ping is still young now, it will be normal for him to get married in the future.
It seems that the grandson of the two still has a chance.
Not only do their grandchildren have a chance, but their descendants also have a chance.
To become a kingdom in the future, it will also need a small court and civil and military ministers. This is naturally their opportunity.
In fact, not only the two of them had this idea, Cuizhu, Qiu Ruoshui, Huang Xiaoniu, and Chen Yiyi also had this idea, and they all looked excited.
Their future son, the prince, would have no problem getting a piece of territory.
They have already thought about it. It is difficult to imagine a territory like the Song Dynasty, but Annan or Dali are always possible.
Hearing the excitement of this group of men, Zhao Ping shook his head.
He waved his hands and said to everyone: "Everyone, please be quiet. Things are not as simple as you think." Hearing this, everyone seemed to have been poured cold water on them, and some even felt their hearts sink to the bottom.
Zhao Ping saw the extremely ugly looks on the faces of a group of his men and knew that he had spoken too harshly.
"Don't be overly afraid of the barbarians, and don't underestimate yourself." Zhao Ping's words were full of energy and refreshed the spirits of those present.
Yang Yun, Cao Ke and others cheered up: "Little saint, what should I do?"
"You can only eat food one bite at a time, not one big fat person in one bite." Zhao Ping said calmly and leisurely.
Zhang Siyanguo and others were happy at first, then their hearts sank, and now they are uneasy again.
Zhang Sinai is the chief secretary of Zhaojiazhuang. He was the first to speak: "Little sage, how to deal with the barbarians?"
"Although the Hu people have a powerful offensive, they have not yet used their full strength." Zhao Ping pointed at Dashi and Obalo on the map with a wooden stick, "They are still attacking these places with all their strength."
Hearing Zhao Ping's words, everyone present broke into a cold sweat.
In their view, Zhaojiazhuang had unified Qingtang and Tubo, established a foothold in Xi County, and no longer looked down upon the Hu people.
Unexpectedly, although the Hu people stationed 500,000 troops in Hanzhong, they did not use their full strength.
"What should we do if the Hu people attack Zhaojiazhuang with all their strength?" Yang Yun's eyebrows were tightly knitted together and his hands were clasped together, looking extremely nervous.
Zhao Ping did not withdraw his wooden stick. He glanced at everyone and shook his head: "The Hu people are not monolithic. Each of the Khan kings has their own plans, so they will not attack the Song Dynasty with all their strength at the moment."
"But, but, what if the Hu people concentrate all their strength to attack Zhaojiazhuang?" Yan Guo asked suddenly, anxious. ???????????????
He was once an official of the destroyed Jin Kingdom, so of course he knew how powerful the Hu people were.
Zhao Ping took a look at the map of the Song Dynasty and said calmly: "Even if the Hu people gathered millions of soldiers and horses, and the Song Dynasty had 60 to 70 million people, our Zhaojiazhuang weapons and the wealth of the world can still compete with the Hu people." . Our weapons are advanced by the Hu people, and I believe that Zhaojiazhuang will win in the end."
"Yes, yes, yes, Zhaojiazhuang was able to force the Hu people to sue for peace with Xi County, relying on advanced weapons." Zhang Si said happily.
Yan Guo also showed a happy smile on his face and said with joy: "Zhaojiazhuang has advanced weapons and is already in an invincible position."
Others also said yes and even celebrated.
"Although we are in an invincible position, there are still risks." Zhao Ping sighed, his voice extremely calm, "The Song Dynasty court is extremely afraid of Zhaojiazhuang, and it may be possible to use secret tactics behind it."
"Indeed, the strength of Zhaojiazhuang can already compete with that of a country. If the Song Dynasty court tried to make a cold move from behind, it would be impossible to prevent it." Yan Guo's face changed drastically and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Zhang Si's face was as gloomy as water at this time, and he nodded: "We are dedicated to resisting Hu, and we also want to prevent the Song Dynasty court from launching cold arrows from behind."
"It just so happens that our roots are in the Song Dynasty, and we can't live without the Song Dynasty." Yan Guo looked a little ugly and sighed heavily.
"Now it's a bit like the Three Kingdoms. The Hu people are like the Wei state in the Three Kingdoms. The Song Dynasty and Zhaojiazhuang are a bit like the Wu Kingdom and the Shu Kingdom." Zhao Ping glanced at everyone and said reassuring words, "The Song Dynasty needs us to contend with the Hu people. Although Leng Jian A lot, but at least I won’t fall out.”
Zhang Si nodded: "Although Zhaojiazhuang seems to be powerful, it lacks foundation and must be cautious at every step."
"Little saint, my subordinates understand. From this point of view, this Wang Dechen should work hard to get over." Yang Yun suddenly realized and patted his head.
"That's right, after all, Wang Dechen is the marshal of the Hu people, and he is also Tian Geer in the mouth of the puppet Khan. He has a great influence on the Hu people." Cao Ke seemed to understand something and immediately agreed.
Zhong Hua spoke up at this time, his brows furrowed: "Little saint, but Wang Dechen would rather die than surrender."
After hearing Zhonghua's words, the others also looked towards Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping smiled lightly and said to Cuizhu: "I will serve you with pen and ink."
Cuizhu hurriedly added water to the inkstone, Huang Xiaoniu immediately ground the ink, and Qiu Ruoshui added water to the paper.
Zhao Ping picked up the ink pen and drew something on the paper.
When everyone saw it, they were all at a loss.
"Little Saint, what is this?" Zhong Hua was extremely curious and couldn't help but ask.
Although the others did not speak, they looked curious.
Zhao Ping handed him the drawings and said to him: "It's just about conquering Wang Dechen's things."
"Conquer Wang Dechen's things?" Zhong Hua read it over and over again, but still found it baffling.
Zhao Ping ignored him and said to Zhonghua: "Leave it to the workshop, their craftsmen know how to make it."
Zhonghua looked confused and had to go out and hand it over to Peng Shijun, the shop owner of Jintang County Workshop.
Peng Shijun took it and looked at it. He felt baffled and immediately called the chief bookkeeper Lei Hongjian.
"Zijian, look what this is?" He came to Lei Hongjian, pointed at the drawing and asked with a frown.
Lei Hongjian thought for a long time, rubbed his head, and his eyes lit up: "This thing is really strange. Could it be a human-shaped steel coffin?"
"I have only heard of jade clothing with golden threads, but I have never heard of a human-shaped steel coffin." Peng Shijun also thought for a long time and flatly denied it.
Lei Hongjian spit on his hands, rubbed them, and hit Zhanzi hard with the hammer in his hand: "Isn't it a human coffin or something?"
"According to what you said, it is indeed a human-shaped steel coffin." Peng Shijun said with a smile. He really couldn't think of a name.
Lei Hongjian chuckled and sighed: "This is too extravagant. Others' coffins are made of wood, but the young man actually made them of fine steel."
"It's a bit expensive," Peng Shijun shook his head, "But no matter how expensive fine steel is, it's not as expensive as jade."
"The ancients used gold-stitched jade clothes as shrouds, but today there are little saints who use fine steel to make shrouds." Lei Hongjian was amazed while exercising.
Peng Shijun sighed while forging: "It is indeed expensive, but the little saint is rich."
"But who is using this humanoid steel coffin?" Lei Hongjian wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but asked curiously.
Peng Shijun put down the big hammer in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "This speed is too slow. It may not be possible to build it in one to two months. What should I do?"
"Didn't you say that there are stamping machines and machine tools? Why not give it a try." Lei Hongjian thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
Peng Shijun looked at the drawings and was a little confused: "The machine tool has been tried a long time ago, and the stamping machine tool has just been produced. Is it possible?"
"In the weapons workshop in Jintang County, the two of us are the best at craftsmanship, let alone the others. Needless to say, how can we make it without a stamping machine?" Lei Hongjian said. Shaking his head, he finally said resolutely.
Peng Shijun looked at the drawings again, sighed, and nodded: "Now it seems that the only way is to give it a try."
The two of them started working as they said, immediately started the machine tools and stamping machines, and carefully followed the drawings.
After using machine tools and stamping machines, the two discovered that machine tools, especially stamping machines, were the best tools for making this human-shaped steel coffin.
Ten days later, Peng Shijun and Lei Hongjian completed the last process.
Peng Shijun looked at the human-shaped steel coffin on the table repeatedly, and couldn't help but move forward to touch it.
"It's so similar, so similar." He sighed at the drawing while stroking it, with a look of excitement on his face.
Lei Hongjian carefully wiped off the dirt on it with a rag, and said with excitement: "It looks exactly like a person."
"Lu Ban didn't expect that we could actually create this human-like thing." Peng Shijun admired himself while stroking it.
Lei Hongjian and the two of them glowed: "Zijun, please try it on."
"This is a human-shaped coffin. It's not easy to put it on." Peng Shijun's expression changed and he spoke a little rudely.
Lei Hongjian looked at Peng Shijun and said flatly: "I'll try it on."
After saying that, he put it on immediately without any hesitation.
After Lei Hongjian put it on, Peng Shijun looked at it, covering his stomach and laughing.
"Zijun, isn't it unlucky to wear a human coffin?" Lei Hongjian looked extremely ugly and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Peng Shijun shook his head, and while rubbing his belly, he took out a mirror and said to Lei Hongjian, "See for yourself."
"Zijun, I'm too short." Lei Hongjian smiled, but found that his smile was uglier than crying.
No wonder he smiled bitterly. He walked through this human-shaped coffin as if a child was wearing adult clothes.
Peng Shijun sighed, untying the human coffin for Lei Hongjian and putting it on for himself.
He must try it on, and if it is not made to his liking, he will be subject to Zhonghua's wrath.
After Lei Hongjian helped Peng Shijun put it on, he looked at it carefully and sighed: "This seems to be for you."
"Why do you say that?" Peng Shijun's expression changed drastically. After all, it was not auspicious to wear a human coffin.
"Not only does it wrap people tightly with almost no gaps, but it also has a mask and even gloves." Lei Hongjian looked at it over and over again and sighed, "Purely from the perspective of craftsmanship and technology, it is far from perfect. Far more than gold and jade garments.”
Hearing this, Peng Shijun felt better: "It would be nice to have a human-shaped coffin like this when I get old."
"It seems we can make the deal." Lei Hongjian showed a satisfied smile on his face, and he and Peng Shijun handed the human-shaped steel coffin to Zhonghua.
Zhonghua rubbed his hands and asked, "Is it okay?"
With Lei Hongjian's help, Peng Shijun put it on immediately.
Zhonghua looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
"Bring Wang Dechen out." Yang Yun personally ordered.
When Yang Yun's soldiers escorted Wang Dechen out, Wang Dechen was shocked and thought: "If I don't surrender, why don't you send me on my way today?"
