The reason why saints are called saints is because most people in the world cannot be saints.
For people of this era, the so-called family and country must come first and then the country.
The more people come from a big family, the stronger this mentality becomes.
For example, Zhang Jiu, although he once suffered a huge setback at the hands of King Feng Gui, as long as the family can obtain long-term benefits, it is not impossible to pretend to forget this person's grudges.
As the head of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in Liangzhou, Zhang Gong was able to take into account the overall situation and put public affairs before private affairs.
On the premise of not violating the righteousness, it is rare to give benefits to yourself or your family compared to other aristocratic families of the same era.
But to say it so bluntly and without shame...
Anyway, Liu Hanzi’s horizons were opened.
He secretly reflected in his heart: My knowledge is still a little shallow. If I had the shamelessness of Zhang Gong back then, I wouldn't have suffered so much in vain.
At the same time, Liu Liang sorted out his thoughts and said:
"Zhang Gong has always had a reputation in the Western Regions, so from now on, we will still have to rely on Zhang Gong for matters in the Western Regions. This wool material is the same as brown sugar, and Zhang Gong can choose whatever he wants."
"As long as Mr. Zhang chooses it, within the next three years, all caravans going to the Western Regions that want to get this cargo can only go through the Zhang family."
To put it bluntly, it means giving Zhangjia wool or brown sugar three years of exclusive agency in the Western Regions.
"Of course, if Mr. Zhang doesn't want it, Feng Junhou has a batch of silk in his hands every year, and he can sell it to the Zhang family at a low price for three consecutive years."
"But if there is another caravan transporting silk to the Western Regions, the monarch has nothing to do with it."
As soon as Liu Liang finished speaking, before Zhang Gong could respond, Zhang already made a "gudong" sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
In fact, these three things are extremely profitable.
However, it should be noted that if these three things are placed in different places, the profits will vary greatly.
Take the Western Regions as an example, why didn't Liu Liang mention spirits?
Because the Western Regions originally produced peach wine, and shipping spirits there was not to say that there was no profit, but that it was far inferior to the three items above.
What's more, from Yumen Pass to the Western Regions, you have to cross the Sea of Death. The longer the journey, the higher the transportation cost, and the more convenient it is to transport goods.
In this regard, silk is certainly much more cost-effective than wool.
Because after reaching a certain amount, silk is much lighter than wool.
What's more, silk is more expensive than wool.
But if the Zhang family chooses silk, then there is no way to do exclusive trading.
So in Zhang Ju's opinion, the best choice for the Zhang family is naturally brown sugar.
Brown sugar is even more convenient than silk in terms of transportation, and the profits are equally crazy.
At the same time, we can maintain the exclusive business in the Western Region for three years. We can sell it as much as we want and as much as we want.
Doubling the family fortune in three years is not a dream at all.
Of course, if you can be more careful and raise the price, it is possible to double or triple it.
Thinking of this, Zhang looked nervously at his master.
Zhang Gong thought for a moment and made a decision quickly: "The Zhang family wants brown sugar."
Hearing this, Zhang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Liang on the side also thought: The result is not what I expected.
Just as he was about to answer, Zhang Gong raised his finger again: "One year, our Zhang family only needs one year."
This time, Zhang finally couldn't control himself and blurted out: "Sir?"
Sir, is it possible that you are old and confused?
Zhang Gong looked at his son who couldn't hold his breath and said angrily: "Shut up, Shuzi!"
Really useless!
a shame!
Then he looked at Liu Liang again, "But I have one more request."
"Mr. Zhang, please speak."
"Liu Langjun must also know that there are so many barbarians in Liangzhou and they often cause chaos, which is really a headache."
"Although Feng Junhou has always had methods for governing the Hu people, Liangzhou is vast, and Feng Junhou may not be familiar with Liangzhou, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to take care of it."
"My Zhang family has some reputation in Liangzhou, and I am willing to help you, as long as you can grant me a place in the Zhang family's workshop..."
Why did Feng Yong manage the Hu people into obedience?
Why do the Hu people in Liangzhou who are close to Longyou dream of going to Longyou?
Those workshops in Pingxiang must not be bypassed.
But Liangzhou is so big and there are so many barbarians, so we can’t always transport wool to Pingxiang, right?
This time, the transportation cost alone is too much to bear.
Therefore, Zhang Gong thought that if Feng Yong still governed Liangzhou according to Longyou's method, he would definitely open another workshop in Liangzhou.
With the workshop, the Zhang family has a source of wool, and it is also wool at cost price.
With the reputation of the Zhang family in the Western Regions, are you afraid of making less money by transporting wool to the Western Regions?
No matter how profitable silk is compared to wool, it can only last three years.
Although the profit of wool is not as good as that of silk, it can last for a long time!
This is a family business that is passed down.
Between three years of huge profits and more than two generations of long-term dividends, everyone knows how to choose.
Zhang Gong's idea was brilliant, but Liu Liang was so shocked that he almost jumped up.
Because he knew that Feng Yong did have plans to sell a few workshop places in Liangzhou.
And among these workshops, the largest one was definitely built by the Xinghan Society.
Liu Liang even knew that this largest workshop in the future would have his own share - otherwise, why would Liu Liang work so hard and still sell himself?
"This, Mr. Zhang, this matter is of great importance. Mr. Zhang should think about it carefully."
"As far as Liang knows, just for this workshop quota, even if it were released a few years ago, the cost would be huge. Even an ordinary wealthy family cannot afford it alone."
Not to mention that in the past few years, woolen fabrics have been selling well all over the country. Anyone who has a share in the workshop can make back their capital in two years and make a profit in three years.
Who wouldn’t be jealous of anyone in this business?
When the quota for the Liangzhou workshop goes on sale, I don’t know how many people are going to grab their heads.
"And even if you have a workshop quota, you still have to invest a lot of money and food, spinning machines, looms, weavers, handymen, and the barbarian tribes also need to take care of..."
Before Liu Liang finished speaking, Zhang Gong interrupted him: "Liu Langjun, what I want is exactly that quota. As for money and food, the Zhang family still has some foundation."
Using two years of brown sugar's exclusive profits from the Western Regions to exchange for a place in a workshop is a huge profit for the Zhang family.
Moreover, the Zhang family has secured a position in advance and does not have to compete with other families for spots. In the eyes of others, this is how much Feng Gui Wang values the Zhang family.
Although reputation is intangible, it can be accumulated bit by bit.
Liu Liang knew that the old fox in front of him had figured out his bottom line, so he could only grit his teeth and nod: "Okay, I will be bold and accept Zhang Gong for Feng Junhou."
Hearing this, Zhang Gong smiled slightly: "Refreshing! Since Liu Langjun is like this, our Zhang family can't let others laugh at us."
With that said, he turned to Zhang Jiu and ordered, "Go and let Uncle Cong come in."
Zhang Jiu's uncle is Zhang Gong's younger brother, Zhang Hua.
At that time, he was ordered by Zhang Gong to attack the rebels eastward and welcome the governor sent by the imperial court.
At the same time, when I was in Jincheng a few years ago, I was cheated by someone with Zhang Jiu, and I couldn't tell you the pain.
Zhang Hua quickly opened the door and came in.
Zhang Gong asked: "Where is the prefect?"
"Brother, I have been discussing with everyone in the front hall and have never left."
Zhang Hua replied.
Zhang Gong nodded, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Let's do it."
Zhang Hua clasped his fists heavily, turned around and walked out.
After a while, the people guarding outside saw the door of Zhang's mansion closing tightly with a loud bang.
Then, in the mansion that they couldn't see, more than a hundred servants wearing leather armor and long knives appeared from every corner and surrounded the front courtyard.
Zhang Hua wore armor and sword and led people into the front hall.
The people who were arguing in the front hall suddenly became quiet, and they all looked at Zhang Hua hesitantly.
Zhang Hua looked around at everyone with his sword in hand and said:
"Everyone, please listen to me: Over the past few years, Han and Wei have been fighting each other. Most of the time, Han won and Wei lost. There was the Battle of Longyou in the front and the Battle of Jincheng in the back."
"Moreover, in the Battle of Xiaoguan, Feng Yong defeated the 100,000-strong army of Wei's Great Sima Cao Zhen with 20,000 men. After this battle, Wei was no longer able to take care of Liangzhou."
"Now if Liangzhou can fight against the elite tiger and wolf troops of the Han army, do you think it is okay?"
No one can answer this question, or in other words, everyone knows the answer, but no one knows what Zhang Hua means, and no one comes forward at this time.
"Okay, since you don't want to say it, let me tell you. Cao Zhen's army of 100,000 was defeated by 20,000 Han troops. How can Liangzhou have 100,000 people?"
"Even if there is, how can it compare with the elite Wei army in Guanzhong? Therefore, Liangzhou will not be protected in this battle."
"In the face of danger, I dare to ask you, after more than two days of deliberation, have you come up with a result? Should you fight to the death and both be destroyed, or should you follow the general trend and surrender your whole body?"
Everyone became more and more silent.
Only Yin Feng, the governor of Dunhuang who was sitting on the main seat, suddenly stood up: "Zhang Hua, what do you mean?"
Zhang Hua and Yin Feng looked at each other: "What I mean is to follow the general trend, respond to the Han Dynasty, and protect the people of Dunhuang."
"You want to rebel? Where is Captain Zhang (Zhang Gong)?"
Yin Feng said sharply.
"Prefect Yin, if my Zhang family wants to rebel, and we rebelled more than ten years ago, how can we welcome the prefect to Dunhuang?"
Zhang Hua retorted without any sign of weakness:
"Back then, when the rebels were in rebellion and Dunhuang was guarding a single county, the imperial court had no time to visit eastward. Huang Hua and Zhang Jin, the leaders of the thieves, wanted to join forces with my brother Cong, but brother Cong not only flatly refused, but even after his own son fell into the hands of the thieves, he never gave in. "
"Does this mean that the Zhang family has selfish motives? It is for the sake of the people of Liangzhou. Today I am also plotting for the people of Liangzhou. We cannot do anything because of the situation. We should act according to the trend."
Seeing that Yin Feng was still about to speak, Zhang Hua half-drawn his sword and shouted: "Liangzhou has been cut off from Guan for several years, and Wei has long been unable to visit eastward. Don't the people of Liangzhou still have the power to decide Liangzhou's affairs?!"
The last sentence made many people look up immediately.
Since the founding of the Later Han Dynasty, Emperor Guangwu had intended to abandon the west of Jincheng County and the Huangshui Valley. Fortunately, Ma Fubo (ie Ma Yuan) understood the overall situation and dissuaded him in time.
Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, due to the Hu rebellion, the imperial general Deng Zhi once again proposed to abandon Liangzhou. This time, he almost received support from the entire imperial court.
Fortunately, Yu Shengqing (Yu Xu), who was a doctor at that time, tried his best to persuade Zhang Yu, the captain, and finally saved Liangzhou.
More than eighty years later, Situ Cui Lie once again proposed to abandon Liangzhou because of the Qiang chaos.
This time, it was Yilang Fu Xie who shouted loudly, "If Situ is killed, the world will be safe."
Not to mention that the imperial court not only had no intention of quelling the rebellion of the barbarians in Liangzhou, but even sent corrupt and cruel officials to take charge of Liangzhou affairs, which caused widespread complaints among Liangzhou officials.
Give up Liangzhou, give up Liangzhou, what the court did again and again, the hearts of Liangzhou people have already gone cold.
It was under this situation that Zhang Hua's words immediately stimulated the sensitive minds of Liangzhou people.
Is the life of Liangzhou people not life?
Knowing clearly that Liangzhou cannot be saved, why do we still have to let us all perish?
Yin Feng saw the dark eyes of many people below, and his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly defended:
"I have been the governor of Dunhuang for more than ten years, and I have long regarded myself as a Liangzhou person? What I just meant is that even if we surrender, we must let the Han people see what we are capable of."
"Otherwise, how can the Han people think highly of us if we surrender so easily?"
Zhang Hua smiled slightly when he heard Yin Feng's words: "What the prefect said is true, and I tell the truth. The Han Kingdom has actually sent people to discuss it."
"And according to someone's knowledge, the Liangzhou governor appointed by the Han Dynasty was Feng Yong, who defeated Cao Zhen's 100,000-strong army at Xiaoguan."
Having said this, Zhang Hua looked around again and found that everyone finally couldn't stop commotion.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
King Feng Gui's illustrious reputation is indeed unparalleled in Liangzhou.
"Over the years, everyone should also have heard that the wool, brown sugar, liquor and other products flowing into Liangzhou from Longyou are all controlled by Feng Yong."
"Think about it, everyone, if Feng Yong really went to Liangzhou to be the governor, would he still ignore the officials and the people?"
Zhang Hua's words were coercion, empathy and inducement, and finally moved everyone present.
Seeing the expressions of interest on most people's faces, Zhang Hua looked at Yin Feng again: "Prefect Yin, what do you think?"
Yin Feng's eyes were about to burst, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I want to see Captain Zhang."
Zhang Hua knew that he had not yet completely made up his mind, so he responded: "Okay, I will ask my nephew to bring the prefect over, please."
Seeing Yin Feng's figure disappear outside the door, most people in the hall breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
Zhang Hua looked at them and smiled slightly: "Who is in favor of this matter? Who is against it?"
Everyone looked at each other.
After a long time, someone finally asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, Feng Yong, er, Feng Governor, will he really take care of us Liangzhou officials and people as you said?"
Let’s not talk about the distant ones, let’s just say that Xu Miao will definitely not get back the money and food he borrowed from everyone in the past two years.
Damn it!
Zhang Hua said confidently:
"Everyone, please rest assured. If Governor Feng really doesn't take care of you, then our Zhang family can directly provide you with raw materials."
Who can enter this front hall who is not a human spirit?
His thoughts turned quickly, and he immediately heard the implication of Zhang Hua's words.
The Zhang family... This is, it is very likely that they are already online!
The crowd was in commotion again.
Putting aside how the people in the front hall tested Zhang Hua, Yin Feng, the prefect of Dunhuang who came out of the front hall, followed Zhang for a while and suddenly stopped.
"Why doesn't the governor leave?"
Zhang asked a little strangely.
Yin Feng's face turned pale and he closed and opened his eyes. It could be seen that he was trying his best to control his emotions:
"Where to go? Is it possible that you really want me to go talk to Colonel Zhang about how to surrender the enemy?"
Zhang's face felt hot and he didn't know how to answer the question.
"You just took the opportunity to come out, and you don't want to embarrass yourself in there."
Yin Feng said with a bitter look on his face, "I also ask Zhang Langjun to go and tell Captain Zhang that from today on, I will no longer be the governor of Dunhuang, and I also ask Captain Zhang to take care of the people and appease the officials for Yin Feng."
After saying that, Yin Feng turned around and left.
Zhang was shocked: "Prefect Yin, what do you mean?"
"A person who cannot repay the kindness of the emperor, cannot care for the people, cannot defend the enemy externally, cannot serve the people internally, and is ashamed to stand between heaven and earth, how can he have the dignity to occupy the position of a prefect?"
Yin Feng didn't look back and smiled miserably.
In early August of the ninth year of Jianxing, the city of Guzang, the governor of Wuwei County, was destroyed, and Xu Miao, the governor of Liangzhou, committed suicide.
At the same time, Yin Feng, who was far away in Dunhuang, committed suicide by hanging a beam from his house.
The Dunhuang officials decided to respond to the Han Dynasty. Zhang Gong sent Zhang Hua and Zhang Jiu [5200 www.bqg5200.xyz] to lead the county troops to attack Jiuquan eastward.
As soon as his military power was lost, Zhang Ye, who was distressed by the bald Kheli, also took advantage of the situation.
Jiuquan County was attacked from the east and west and surrendered without a fight.
The Han Dynasty finally regained Liangzhou completely.
