"What's up?"
After briefly washing up, he picked up the robe on the shelf, put it on his body, turned around, sat back behind the case, and twisted his neck.
"The envoy from King Zhongshan has arrived and is already waiting outside the tent. Does the general want to see him?"
He snorted, put one hand on the case, and touched the newly sprouted stubble on his chin: "What are these bastards doing when they are not huddled in their own territory, running out and jumping around? Could it be that they think Wei Zheng didn't give them enough gifts?" ?”
This was obviously not a question to Wei Ning, but when he heard him calling him "bastard", Wei Ning thought for a while and said: "After all, this place is still at the junction of Hejian and Zhongshan, and is still some distance away from the hinterland of Jizhou. For the time being, It’s still good to appease them.”
Wei Ning knew this, and he knew it even better.
"Bring him in."
Wei Ning responded and turned to leave. Not long after, a middle-aged man with a tall crown and dark clothes came over with a big belly and a purple ribbon on his belt. He could tell at a glance that he held an important position in the feudal country.
"I haven't seen General Wei for many days, but the general's demeanor remains the same." Qiu Liang stroked his beard with a smile, and sat down on the bed beside him. The flesh on his fair and rich face trembled, and he smiled. greet him.
"Qiu Xiang has become a lot more mellow." He raised his lips and looked Qiu Liang up and down. "You are doing well in Zhongshan."
"Hey, it's just a matter of eating the king's salary and being loyal to the king." He waved his hand, "Isn't this just a matter of being ordered by the king to come to handle the general's affairs? I'll go back and forth, so as not to delay the general's suppression of the rebellion."
"My butt was broken in half after riding all the way from Lunu to here." He sighed.
Wei Cheng raised his hand, Wei Ning nodded, and someone came in to make tea.
He seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "The conditions in the army are difficult and there is no good tea. The enemy will just drink it."
Qiu Liang took the tea and scraped the foam with the tea lid. The broken tea foam was swirling up and down in the turbid tea soup. He clicked his tongue twice and took a few sips. As expected, it was bitter and unbearable. He put the tea cup down with some disgust.
"General, this army is really cold. I came all the way here, and General Wei is using this to entertain guests? Wouldn't it be a joke to spread the word?"
"The enemy came all the way here just to have a sip of tea." He pointed at the table. There were many people in Zhongshan. If it was just to clear the way for him, there was no need for the prime minister of a country to come in person, unless, It was Qiu Liang who recommended himself.
"Of course, when I come to see the general, I have big business to discuss. I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. How dare I disturb your big Buddha?" He twirled his moustache, "The custom-made one the general mentioned last time We have just made a batch of iron crossbow samples, but I risked the death penalty to come and report to the general, when will the general see the finished product?"
Wei Cheng paused: "Is it done?"
Qiu Liang nodded and pointed outside the tent, "It's in the carriage."
Although this old guy is dissolute, he does not delay in doing business.
In the past few months, Wei Cheng had been forgetting sleep and food for almost a month. The general's existing crossbow arrows had been improved in several versions. Although today's crossbow arrows have a long range and a large number of stones, each shot needs to be wound by himself, and it takes a long time to fire. , the crossbow body is also easy to crack.
Several versions developed before have not been completed, but now judging from Qiu Liang's tone, there is hope.
"How many can you do at one time?" He bent one leg and put one hand on his knee.
Qiu Liang stretched out his hand and stretched out three fingers. Wei Cheng frowned, a little dissatisfied: "Three hundred?"
Too little.
"Three thousand." Qiu Liang said leisurely.
Three thousand, okay.
He curled his lips.
Qiu Liang was born as a businessman. He used to be a blacksmith selling iron and selling knives in Zhongshan. Later, through unremitting efforts, he entered the Zhongshan court and got to where he is today step by step. He did not change his nature as a businessman. The military business he started secretly grew bigger and bigger, and his sales increased. He went to the princes in all directions and made a lot of money.
This batch of crossbows were made from iron ore provided by Wei Cheng's Mrs. Sun, who was smelted and shipped to Qiu Liang for forging. Different from the previous crossbows, this batch of new crossbows use iron as arrows, with an eight-inch long arrow. Ten arrows were fired at the same time, which saved a lot of manpower and material resources. If these crossbows could be used on the battlefield, then the thirteen states and counties, including the Huns, Qiang people in the north, and the countries in the Western Regions would no longer be a threat.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he caressed the dark lines on the clothes under his sleeves intentionally or unintentionally.
The only thing he needs to consider is whether he can make enough commission at one time to feed the appetite of the fat dolphin in front of him.
"The old rule is to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand."
"how much is the total."
Qiu Liang stretched out four fingers.
Wei Cheng was already impatient with his pretentiousness and said deliberately: "Forty taels of silver, so cheap?"
"How is that possible? Forty thousand taels of gold!"
Qiu Liang has always been cautious, and because of his status, he has always insisted on paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand, and he must pay it all in one go.
This man is courageous, has a big appetite, and is not afraid of stretching himself to death.
Qiu Liang had the habit of having beauties and wine with him when talking, and he also liked to bring his own. When he called people in, he first asked his opinion: "General, do you mind if I let some of my beauties come in to serve the drinks?"
He frowned, but Qiu Liang had already clapped his hands, and four beautiful concubines, wearing red makeup and bright clothes, filed in.
He glanced at it and said nothing. He only motioned to Wei Cheng to lift the crossbow down and see how effective it was.
The originally cold and solemn Chinese army tent was instantly filled with the rich scent of powder. Seeing Qiu Liang hugging him from left to right, he looked like he was enjoying himself. The material on his crotch had already raised a small hill. He could actually be in heat anytime and anywhere. He didn't have to use his brain. You can also guess that this guy is probably having a lot of sex all the way, playing the flute and tasting jade, and the fatigue of the carriage and horse just now is really a fart.
Seeing him staring intently at the crossbow outside the big tent, Qiu Liang patted the buttocks of the two beauties pouring wine and asked them to serve Wei Cheng. Wei Cheng was not interested at all at this time and glanced at him with a half-smile. The beauty has big breasts.
A glance passed over her, and the glistening light in those slightly narrowed phoenix eyes made the beauty's heart skip a beat. The man in front of her was so handsome, with a resolute facial profile, a tight jaw, and even a slight purse. There is a unique desire in the corners of the lips.
Different from the old men she had served before, who were bloated and smelly, the man in front of her exuded the vitality of his prime. Under the luxurious clothes, his strong and tight muscles were almost trembling, and the beauty couldn't help but touch them. She could feel the muscle lines under his arms. She struck while the iron was hot and wanted to climb up to the man in front of her. Her eyes were blurred and she said, "General, do you want to see the cinnabar mole on my left chest? The Prime Minister said that the mole is very good." "
Wei Cheng glanced at her, suddenly raised his eyelids, and said to Wei Cheng beside him: "Doesn't it look like I can do it?"
Wei Ning paused, not understanding the meaning of his words.
He picked up her collar with one hand, dragged it out, and threw it outside the big tent. The beauty was caught off guard and thrown to the ground. It took her a long time to get up. He wiped his hands slowly and said, "Why did the master come to me to be in heat? A prostitute." Do you dare to be angry with me?"
