In the elegant room of the restaurant, Qian Zhuo and Mr. He sat across from each other, with a fierce look in their eyes.
There was a celadon wine jug on the table. In front of the two of them, each had a wine glass. Wine was poured into it, but no one touched it.
There was a table full of delicious food, but no one used their chopsticks.
Qian Zhuo pressed his left hand on the table, but his right hand was hidden under the table.
In an invisible place, trembling slightly.
I don't know if it's trembling or fear.
Under the extremely oppressive gaze of Mr. He, Qian Zhuo gritted his teeth and said: "In the Tang Dynasty, one crossbow, plus a second class, lasts two and a half years; one collar of armor and three crossbows, travel two thousand miles; three collars of armor and three Five crossbows, twisted."
Carrying a sword is a small matter, but wearing armor is a big deal; one armor can carry three crossbows, and three armors can enter the underworld.
These weapons-making families have always paid great attention to this kind of thing and would never offend the imperial court's taboos easily.
"A thousand weapons have been delivered, do you still care about this crossbow?" Mr. He was unmoved at all, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said disdainfully: "Tell me, how much money does all this cost?"
At the mention of silver, Qian Zhuo's expression immediately softened.
Who would have trouble with Yinzi? You should have told me earlier!
His expression calmed down, Qian Zhuo looked at Mr. He and said solemnly: "The King of Nanchang is too keen. Now that he is in charge of Wuzhou, it is difficult for large-scale weapons delivery to escape his eyes, so I'm sorry, all this has happened." It’s not that my Qian family doesn’t want to do the transaction, it’s just that we really can’t do it.”
"Twice, twice the price of crossbows on the market, I need two hundred crossbows, and you have to be equipped with twenty arrows for each crossbow." Mr. He took a step back slightly, but then pressed hard. Come up.
"Why don't you go grab it!" Qian Zhuo couldn't help blurting out a sentence. He stared at Mr. He angrily and said viciously: "What time is it now? The people of the King of Nanchang are keeping an eye on almost all the weapons on the market. Workshop, who dares to act rashly..."
Fang Yunxiu's incident gave Li Xuan reason to successfully target all the weapons workshops in the city, and among them, the Qian family was the most numerous.
"Three times, three times the price, if you can't do it, I'll find someone else." After Mr. He finished speaking, he stood up directly.
Qian Zhuo's eyes suddenly narrowed. This price had obviously reached the limit of the Tianyin Sect.
But who knows.
"Four times, two hundred crossbows, I will risk my life to get it for you." Qian Zhuo couldn't help but lean forward, his eyes revealed a ferocity that was difficult for ordinary people to see through.
He Lao's breathing suddenly became heavy, he stared at Qian Zhuo, then backed away slightly, his face calmed down, and he sneered and said: "You are really good at taking advantage of others!"
"I don't dare. I'm just going to take the market with you. Besides, these things are really going to help you capture Wuzhou City, but if you just grab them casually, you can get everything back." Qian Zhuo smiled faintly, but then his expression changed. He became serious again: "How to trade?"
"Ten days later, ten miles west of the city, there will be the Earth Temple in Xujiazhuang." Mr. He gave the name without hesitation.
"Ten days, is it that long?" Qian Zhuo's brows suddenly furrowed.
"Do you think it's long?" Mr. He suddenly stared at Qian Zhuo.
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two people suddenly became extremely tense, as if what they were talking about was not the delivery of the crossbow at all, but something else.
Qian Zhuo was immediately startled, and then said with a smile: "Not long, not long, the time is still a little tight, it is not easy to get two hundred crossbows in ten days."
Mr. He rolled his eyes at Qian Zhuo angrily, then lowered his head and said coldly: "I don't think it will take that long, but there must be a process when doing things. If possible, I even hope that it will be done after half a month. "
"After half a month?" Qian Zhuo suddenly realized, a flash of realization flashed in his eyes: "It turns out that you have a prerequisite."
After half a month, the imperial court's summer harvest will be mostly completed, leaving only some remote areas that need to be sorted out slowly.
By this time, the Tianyin Sect no longer needed to wait and could launch an uprising directly.
Capture the entire state and seize taxes and grain.
But now, the time for their uprising is moving forward.
However, even so, Qian Zhuo felt that it was too late.
"If you are willing to cooperate, I can naturally move forward." Mr. He looked at Qian Zhuo with a smile.
This smile made Qian Zhuo's goosebumps immediately rise.
"Forget it, forget it, I don't have the guts to get involved in your affairs." Qian Zhuo waved his hand quickly.
Selling weapons to the Tianyin Sect is one thing, but directly participating in the Tianyin Sect's rebellion is another.
"By the way, you need to pay a 30% deposit." Qian Zhuo suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. He, his expression becoming serious.
"Deposit?" A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Mr. He's face. She put one hand on the table, looked at Qian Zhuo, and said with disbelief: "Your Qian family actually has the nerve to come to me. You seem to have forgotten that I need a deposit, but I still have a batch of goods in your hands, and you haven't paid it yet?"
"Goods?" Qian Zhuo was suddenly startled, but he quickly reacted.
By the way, before, because of the attack on the King of Nanchang, the eldest brother issued a message to stop the delivery of the last batch of goods from the Tianyin Sect.
They did not receive the balance payment from the Tianyin Sect, but they directly swallowed the deposit from the Tianyin Sect.
"You can't blame us!" Qian Zhuo immediately called out Chongtianqu, looked at Mr. He, and said with complaint: "If Fang Yunxiu hadn't taken the initiative to assassinate the King of Nanchang, our family would have been destroyed inside and outside. The people are being watched and cannot move at all, otherwise the goods would have been delivered long ago."
A trace of disdain flashed across the corner of Mr. He's mouth, and he said sarcastically: "So, you can move now?"
"Now, of course it is possible, because Fang Yunxiu is dead." Qian Zhuo's eyes became dim, and then he lowered his voice and said: "The King of Nanchang, as well as officials at all levels in Wuzhou, have determined that the Tianyin Sect will never attack again. The ability of the state and the city, so they have relaxed in all aspects, not to mention now, the summer harvest is about to begin.”
He Lao was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Although Fang Yunxiu's death caused the Tianyin Sect to become passive inside and outside, his death successfully made Li Xuan relax his vigilance.
In addition, the most important summer harvest is about to begin, and the state capital does not pay that much attention to the Tianyin Sect now.
He even thought that Tianyin Sect no longer had the strength to attack Wuzhou.
This is a good thing.
"Indeed, if many of the laws of King Nanchang are allowed to continue to be implemented, our religion may never have the opportunity to attack the city. Therefore, we must slow down the implementation of these laws." Mr. He frowned slightly. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Qian Zhuo subconsciously.
"There is no way. The King of Nanchang is watching too closely, and there is no chance at all." Qian Zhuo quickly shook his head and said with emotion: "The King of Nanchang acts unscrupulously. No one knows where he will end up next. In addition, He was ruthless in his methods..."
"What if the King of Nanchang is no longer here?" Mr. He suddenly said.
In one sentence, Qian Zhuo was stunned.
His whole face became very embarrassed in an instant, but what Mr. He said kept echoing in his mind.
What if the King of Nanchang is really gone?
In the blink of an eye, Qian Zhuo's thoughts were pulled back. Looking at Mr. He, he suddenly smiled: "A nobleman from the royal family of Nanchang is a wise man. He is looked upon by the government and the public and attracted the attention of the world. Once something happens to him, nothing else will happen. The emperor will definitely let all the aristocratic families in Wuzhou be buried with him."
Qian Zhuo is not stupid.
The assassination of the governor Wang Fanglin within two months had already made the emperor wary.
Although it was the Tianyin Sect who was behind Wang Fanglin's stabbing, the emperor knew at a glance that it must be Wuzhou aristocratic families like them who secretly did these things without looking at any evidence.
That's why he sent the King of Nanchang.
The nobles of the clan are shrewd, ruthless, and full of conspiracies.
In addition, he did not focus on checking the fields. In Qian Zhuo's eyes, such a person was even more difficult to deal with than Wang Fanglin.
Not to mention that although he had only been in Wuzhou for a few days, he had already been assassinated one after another.
If he really died, then you know that the emperor would never give up.
Although Qian Zhuo didn't know much about the affairs of the court, he had heard his eldest brother Qian Zhuo talk about the emperor's cruelty countless times.
Muzhou.
At that time, Chen Shuozhen of the Tianyin Sect was based on Muzhou, and most of his subordinates were descendants of Muzhou.
After the First World War, the Tianyin Sect collapsed and the people of Muzhou suffered numerous casualties. However, despite this, the emperor still did not care about the people and instead doubled taxes, causing the people of Muzhou to flee.
As an emperor, doesn't the emperor know how to govern the country?
No, he knew that by doing this, he was actually warning and shocking the Wu Yue family.
Although many people privately criticized him for Sui Yang's tyranny, most of them just did some tricks in secret, and no one dared to do anything.
Those aristocratic families in Muzhou are waiting for a bloody lesson.
The people were on the run, and even if the local aristocratic families in Muzhou wanted to exploit the people, who would they exploit?
Without the common people, the state government has to complete the court's tax collection 100%, so where does the money come from? It is naturally the Muzhou family.
You must know that aristocratic families are different from ordinary people. They cannot move at will like ordinary people.
Once they become refugees, their foundation in this world is gone and they can only endure hardship.
As for why other aristocratic families did not speak up on this matter, it was because Muzhou fell, but they were full.
Qian Zhuo looked at Mr. He with firm eyes, shook his head and said, "My Qian family will not be involved in this matter."
"I will not participate." Mr. He smiled. She looked at Qian Zhuo and said softly: "If what I remember is wrong, when Wang Fanglin was assassinated, his information was provided by your Qian family, right?"
"What do you want to do?" Qian Zhuo stood up suddenly, stared at Mr. He, and said through gritted teeth: "That matter has nothing to do with me or our Qian family, so don't talk nonsense."
"It's random." Mr. He raised his head, looked at Qian Zhuo with a half-smile and said: "At the beginning, it was your people who found out Wang Fanglin's route back to the Yamen, and then asked him to send someone to pass the news to us... Why don’t you find that person now and ask?”
"Do you know who he is?" Qian Zhuo's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Mr. He with murderous eyes.
You know, they were very careful about what happened back then, and even Qian Zhuo didn't even show up much.
The information transfer between the two parties is through a third party or even a fourth party.
Just to worry about being caught by the other party one day.
Like now.
"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to directly assassinate the King of Nanchang. I don't want to see him killed like that. What I need is for him to die quietly." Mr. He said his plan softly.
"You want to poison?" A funny look suddenly appeared on Qian Zhuo's face. He looked at Mr. He and said, "You don't know, right? The teacher of the King of Nanchang is Wei Xuanzang, the king of medicine. Do you think poisoning is useful? "
"What if it is a colorless, odorless, and undiagnosable medicine that can make people continuously weak?" Mr. He's eyes showed a trace of venom, and then he said softly: "I believe that with your people's With your ability, you should be able to put such medicine into King Nanchang’s meals, right?”
(End of chapter)
