Dafeng Guest House.
Huang was lying on the bed, thinking about the future. The battle of Shaoliang Yi was over, and the Qin State would usher in a turning point.
After Shang Yang entered Qin, Qin's basic national policy in the future would change to focusing on the basics and suppressing the weak.
Completely entering the merchant world is not the best choice for Huang. His future lies in martial arts, the army, and the court.
It's just that he comes from a poor family and has been in the war for two years without a title. If he wants to practice martial arts, he has to temper his blood and hone his will.
This requires a large amount of money and food to buy various medicinal materials, make various medicinal diets, and maintain this body.
And a quick way to make money.
One is a bandit, the other is a merchant.
He couldn't bear to rob a family, and he couldn't take ill-gotten gains. However, he was a little hesitant in his heart whether to go into business.
In a time of great strife, thieves and bandits abound, and without certain strength and power, even if one wants to do business, there is no guarantee.
This is a society where people eat people.
There is no strong protection behind him. Even if he can come up with fantastic ideas and make a fortune every day, he will definitely not be able to hold on.
"cooperate?"
This thought passed away in a flash and was extinguished by Huang.
In the final analysis, he is just a soldier. Facing the local powerful, merchants, and clans, he is like a child guarding gold.
The things he took out were unique in this era, and they were magic tricks for making money, and no one would be jealous of them.
Since the birth of mankind, the passion for wealth has been engraved in our bones.
He can no longer take the money from Bai's Trading Company. He must have a foothold in this big world.
As his thoughts swirled, the corners of Huang's mouth rose in an astonishing arc, a little crazy and a little calm.
He has been planning and calculating since he entered Xia Yang, calculating the time, success or failure, whether it is worth taking the risk, today is the day.
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"Mr. Zhong, a soldier returned from Shaoliang. He rode a fast horse and stayed in the best room in Dafeng Guesthouse. He drank the best Qin wine and ate the best yellow mutton."
Jing Jian looked solemn: "The last general met him. According to his confession, he met a traveling scholar in Shaoliang, and the two hit it off."
"That scholar is Zhongshu Cheng, Wei Yang, who serves in the residence of Gongshu Cuo, the Prime Minister of Wei State."
"Wei Yang gave him a token, and he got a fast horse and transportation from the Bai Chamber of Commerce in Xiayang City, and headed west to Yueyang."
"He wants to go home. The general is a little unsure, so I came here to report to Mr. Zhong!"
Hearing Supervisor Jing's words, Ying Quliang was a little surprised and also had some other guesses: "Supervisor Jing, bring this person back and I'll talk about it later."
"promise."
In addition to worrying about his father's injury, Ying Quliang was also thinking about breaking the situation. There was no winner in the battle between Qin and Wei Shaoliang.
The king of Qin was hit by an arrow and his life was in danger, and the prime minister of Wei was captured. He knew that with the good face of the king of Wei, this battle was far from over.
Ying Quliang knew that if Gongshu Cuo was captured, the situation of the Wei state would inevitably change, and the people most likely to become the prime ministers of the Wei state were General Pang Juan and Gongzi Xian.
Over the years, he has been in the army and supervised the country, and his understanding of the situation in the court of Wei is only superficial.
Over the past few days, he had some ideas in his mind, but he knew that there was too much resistance to this idea.
"There is a shortage of soldiers, I'm looking forward to it!"
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Dafeng Guest House.
Looking at Jingjian in front of him, a bright smile appeared on Huang's face, and his tone became brisk: "General Jingjian is here, but has it been verified?"
"Can I leave Yueyang and go to Longxi Lintao?"
Jing Jian shook his head and said expressionlessly: "The government office is verifying it. It will take some time. You can stay in Yueyang with peace of mind."
"Someone wants to see you, let's go!"
Hearing this, the smile on Huang's face faded slightly, but his whole body exuded a light called confidence.
"good!"
Nodding, Huang stood up and raised the corners of his mouth when he walked to Jing Jian: "To be honest, General Jing Jian is a little slow."
"Originally, the general should have arrived a quarter of an hour ago."
He is releasing his own message.
The only noble people behind Jingjian were Ying Qian and Ying Quliang. There were spies from various countries in the Dafeng guest house, so the flow of people was complicated.
Only by showing value to others can we strive for rights and interests during cooperation and give each other a basis for cooperation.
He believed that someone in Bai's Chamber of Commerce must be watching him secretly. Now that the people behind Jingjian have entered the game, it's time for Bai's Chamber of Commerce to join in as well.
As soon as he thought of this, Huang, who was half a step behind Jingjian, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It disappeared in an instant and returned to his previous expression.
He didn't expect Ying Quliang to think highly of him and ask him about his policies in governing the country. He just wanted to take this opportunity to give some hints to some people.
In order to complete his plan to seize food from the tiger's mouth.
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Half an hour later, Huang was brought into the Yueyang Palace and saw a young man in black clothes with a heroic face and majestic appearance.
Just one glance, but it gave Huang a reliable and solid feeling.
At the same time, Jing Jian saluted the young man in black: "Mr. Zhong, I have brought you the last man. This man is the soldier."
"Huang has met Young Master Zhong!"
Huang's eyes were always calm, and he saluted the young man, and then asked, "I wonder what Mr. Zhong's instructions are? If Huang is within his power, he will die!"
After taking a deep look at Huang, Ying Quliang remained as calm as water: "I heard Supervisor Jing say: Did you and Shu Cheng, the Prime Minister of the State of Wei, hit it off at first sight?"
"Young Master, it's fate." Huang nodded.
After taking a sip of herbal tea, Ying Quliang motioned to Jingjian to serve tea to Huang: "Zhongshu Cheng is just a term in the Qin State. In the Wei State, he should be a bastard. To be able to catch the eye of an uncle, I think he is not an ordinary person."
Suddenly, Ying Quliang changed the subject and asked Huang for advice: "How do you think our country, Qin, can break the situation?"
At this moment, Ying Quliang was filled with anticipation. He knew that if he could become the concubine in the palace of the Prime Minister of Wei, Wei Yang would be extremely talented and knowledgeable.
But Huang and Wei Yang hit it off immediately.
It was definitely not because of the meal, it must be because there was something good about Huang, and he wanted to test Huang's talent.
The current Qin State is too short of talents.
…
Hearing this, Huang was stunned.
Then a bold idea came to his mind, and he couldn't help but said to Ying Quliang: "If you want to stabilize the Qin Dynasty, you can only release him and let Gongshu Cuo return to Wei in a victorious manner."
"Presumptuous!" Jing Jian was furious.
Great talent!
Huang's thoughts were the same as his. At this moment, Ying Quliang was excited.
Hearing Jing Jian scold Huang, he quickly glared at Jing Jian, then solemnly raised his hands towards Huang and said, "Sir, please clear up the confusion, Qu Liang is very grateful!"
"Gongshu Cuo only wants Wei to dominate and has no intention of destroying Qin. However, Pang Juan and others intend to destroy Qin. If Gongshu Cuo returns to the country as a prisoner, he will definitely miss his chance."
At this moment, Huang's tone became calmer: "Gongshu Cuo is Qin's buffer. As for what to do, it all depends on the young master's decision."
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