Everyone around them twitched their lips, suddenly feeling ridiculous.
"That's crazy. He shamelessly said that he was young and ignorant."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are worthy of being Young Master Zhao. He is still just a child. He can say such shameless words. He is indeed the king's son."
"Are you feeling better now?" The man in the rich uniform looked as usual. Only those around him noticed that his fists were tightly clenched.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm young and my body is easy to recover. It's just a Huns. Sooner or later, I will destroy this bunch of dog warriors."
Yang Qian deliberately pretended to be bitter and resentful, so he used hysteria as an excuse. Anyway, if he killed him in one bite, he would not remember the past.
"My name is Yang Gan, please introduce me to everyone, otherwise it will be difficult to address me." Yang Gan said, as a young man, he really has nothing to say to these three old gangsters.
"Hahaha, my surname is Xia." The middle-aged Chinese-haired man said with a smile.
"A certain surname is Xue." He spoke to a middle-aged man with a leopard head and ringed eyes, a tiger's jaw and a tiger's beard. Yang Qian looked at him like Zhang Fei, and he was indeed a bit shabbier.
"My surname is Qu." He looked quite decent. If it weren't for his well-dressed clothes, Yang Qian would have thought he was a tenant farmer.
Both of them were murmuring in their hearts, what was going on with Young Master Zhao? Is it possible that someone could really forget his past memories? They had only heard about this kind of thing, but had never seen him in person.
"Uncle Xia, Uncle Xue, Uncle Qu, do you have anything important to do with me today?" Yang Qian doesn't like to be careless, nor does he particularly like liveliness.
He always likes to watch the excitement quietly by himself. If he wants to be lively, he can be lively. If he doesn't want to be lively, he can take off his clothes. Besides, he doesn't know these three people, so he should talk about business first.
The two of them looked at Mr. Xia uneasily. He was a young master. Calling them uncle would mean shortening their lives.
But I don’t know why, but Mr. Xia was very happy today. Even with a smile on his face, he nodded lightly towards the two of them.
"We are here to do some copper and iron business. I heard that General Tian intends to renovate the chariot. I am just curious as to why such a large amount of copper and iron is needed to renovate the chariot, so I brought my companions to take a look."
Yang Gan suddenly realized it and glanced at Tian Zong. He saw this old boy lowering his head like a quail. He was probably a well-connected businessman who wanted to take kickbacks. I couldn't tell that this old boy was quite shrewd.
"Then I understand. In fact, the modifications to this kind of chariot are a bronze spiral blade on the front and a sharp blade on the wheel. It is best to use iron for this blade, which is impact-resistant. Bronze may cost a little more material."
Yang Gan thought for a while and decided to speak clearly, lest Lao Tian get into trouble and he would have to take the blame.
"Old Tian, has the chariot come out?"
"Not yet, mainly because polishing the spiral blades is very time-consuming."
Yang Qian also understands this. With the current technology, it can only be done manually, which is impossible. Fortunately, bronze was used. If iron was used, it would be okay. There is not even a foundry.
"Little friend Yang Qian, bronze is brittle than iron after all. According to your design, will the spiral blade made suddenly break?"
Yang Gan smiled and said, "You can absolutely rest assured about this. Just increase the thickness of the blade back. Even if it is not very sharp, at the speed of rotation, even if it is not very sharp, it can crush people into pieces."
The three of them only heard about it but did not see the real thing. They just smiled. Tian Zong also introduced it, but they didn't take it seriously.
From ancient times to the present, the chariot has almost been finalized, and there is no possibility of major changes. It is probably just Ji Zhao's whim.
But it doesn't matter, because he is the son of Daxia. Daxia has thousands of chariots, so it doesn't matter if a few of them are harmed.
"Young friend Yang Qian, the stirrups and horseshoes invented last time are indeed sacred objects. I heard that the temple is already preparing to produce them on a large scale to equip the cavalry. The army's combat power has been greatly improved. It seems that we can also prepare for Shang Guo early." Uncle Xue touched his beard like a steel needle with a smile on his face.
"Yes, this thing is a sacred thing. I also got a few and put them on horses. As expected, they are very different from when there were no stirrups."
When it comes to stirrups and horseshoes, the three of them feel like they have encountered rare treasures.
Yang Gan frowned and looked at the three of them, and sneered, "This is just a game."
"Young master, that's not what you said. You know that these stirrups alone can at least double the power of the cavalry." Uncle Xue was a little excited. Although he was not in charge of this, he was still happy for the country.
Uncle Qu touched his beard, his smile was like an old chrysanthemum and said, "Yes, when the whole army is equipped with stirrups and horseshoes, they can compete with Shang Guo."
Hearing this, Yang Qian immediately interrupted, "Uncle Qu, what you said is wrong."
"Oh? Young Master, would you like to hear the details?" Uncle Qu was surprised, could it be that he didn't say it well?
Yang Gan shook his head. This was completely contrary to what he had imagined. Something big was going to happen. "Our enemy is not Shang Guo. We must destroy the Huns first."
The two of them suddenly choked and looked at Uncle Xia. This is a national policy. It has been discussed in the temple. If there are no accidents, it is absolutely impossible to modify it.
Mr. Xia took a sip of tea and his eyes lit up, "How come you haven't drank this kind of tea before?"
"This is tea fried in my farm. It's better than ordinary tea, and it doesn't have a greasy feeling."
Mr. Xia grabbed the cup, knocked it for a long time, and then asked, "Little friend, can you tell me why you want to destroy the Huns first?"
When he mentioned the Xiongnu Yang Gan, he suddenly became energetic. This was his first enemy in this world. He almost died at their hands. He saw many cruel scenes and even had nightmares about it.
"First, the Huns are entrenched in the north of our Xia Kingdom. They clear grass and grain every year, kill my people, and take my people captive. This revenge must be avenged."
"Secondly, after destroying the Xiongnu and unifying the north, Daxia will have no future troubles and can harvest a grassland larger than our country of Daxia with lush pasture."
"We can domesticate war horses, cattle and sheep. This is not just a simple expansion of territory, but it can also bring about earth-shaking changes in the military and agriculture of the entire Great Xia Kingdom."
"Thirdly, we don't need to be attacked from the front and back. When the time comes, Daxia wants to attack any vassal state, it will be like fighting a chicken."
"Fourth, the corvee in Xia is too heavy, and there is already public dissatisfaction. If the Huns are captured, they will not be killed, but will be demoted to slaves to increase our labor force in Daxia."
Yang Gan expressed all his thoughts. Since Tian Zong could bring these people to his mansion, he must be someone he could trust. There was no problem in revealing some.
Everyone looked at Yang Qian dumbfounded.
"Young Master is so ambitious and courageous."
"None of the great kings of Great Xia ever thought of destroying the Xiongnu."
Even if Tian Zong knew Yang Gan's purpose, this was the first time he heard him say it himself. King Xia Wen looked at Yang Gan, not believing that this was his son.
In the past, Ji Zhao would go out of the palace to pick things up every day, and would go back to the palace in a panic every time. He had no choice but to make his son so gifted. A boy of several years old looked like a teenager.
He slowly put down the cup and said with a smile, "If there is a person like my little friend who becomes the king, the country will definitely be more prosperous than it is now."
Xue Kang'an and Qu Xiuwen looked at each other, lowered their heads, and did not dare to say anything more. The king asked the young master how to answer this question. Could it be that he wanted to re-establish the heir apparent?
The hearts of the two of them were beating fast. The relationship in the temple was complicated. If this shocking thing was released, it would definitely blow up a hole in the main hall.
Yang Qian didn't feel anything. In his previous life, it was normal for him to drink wine with his friends, talk about the country, and talk about the country's policies, he said casually.
"Being a king? What's the point of sitting in that position? In my opinion, the Xia Kingdom has too many shortcomings. If there is no reform, it may not be many years. If it is reformed, many people will die. There is a thorn in sitting in this position. , maybe my butt hurts."
"Huhuhu~~!" King Xia Wen was dressed violently and looked very ugly. He was Ji Zhao's father and the king of Daxia.
Even the young master would not be lenient when talking about his country like this, but when he was about to explode, he still held back.
Yang Gan looked at him, thinking that he was very loyal to his country, and said with admiration, "Mr.
"Sir, stop talking, Laoqu's heart is not good."
"It's over, it's over, the king is going to open up."
King Xia Wen suppressed his anger and tried to keep his tone calmer, "Oh, then tell me about the shortcomings of the current temple."
Yang Gan shook his head, "I don't know much about temples, but I can tell from clues that the taxes last year were not much."
"Last year's harvest was mediocre, so the taxes were low."
"In fact, it is very simple to ask the country to increase tax revenue. All it takes is one step." Yang Qian was a little casual. After all, he saw things from the shoulders of giants, and he was always more far-sighted than people of this era.
"Oh, little friend, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the people sitting here today are life and death friends of General Tian Zong, and it won't be spread outside."
"Enrich the people!"
"Enrich the people?" King Xia Wen sneered and shook his head. "I'm afraid you don't know that if the leaders of Guizhou get rich, they will rebel. Therefore, the kings of all countries have a tacit understanding that only the weak people can make the country strong."
Xue Kang'an glanced at Qu Xiuwen and blinked his big eyes, "Why do you even say such things, Master? It's all unspoken rules."
"Don't fool around, I'm deaf today."
"Weak people? Mr. Xia, let me imagine for you. If the leaders of Guizhou become rich, will they have more money in their pockets? What will happen once they have money and food?"
"Gathering troops? Rebellion?"
Yang Qian covered his head and said, "Uncle Xia, this or that. Once you have money, your life will definitely improve. You have to buy this or that. No matter what you buy, it must be made by craftsmen."
"With more work and craftsmen having money, they want to spend it. Then entertainment venues such as brothels and theaters will also make money."
"If the state collects taxes when people buy things in Guizhou, if craftsmen collect taxes when they buy things, and if entertainment venues collect taxes when they buy things, then there will be a lot of money."
