Wang Yan looked down on these officers and soldiers from the bottom of his heart. The caravan of the Wang family has been traveling around for many years and has also formed its own guard team. Wang Zhen attaches great importance to this task and deliberately increased the guard force. Coupled with Cai Xiao's performance along the way, she is even more uncomfortable with the officers and soldiers. In my eyes, I couldn't help but sneer at Zhang Yun: "I just said that no robbers dare to come, now the cowhide is blown out!"
Zhang Yun didn't answer her, and urged the horse, pointing the iron spear in his hand to the front, and rushed up with a small team. The other two teams remained motionless and stopped quietly in front of the caravan. It seemed that the robbers on the opposite side would soon be a bunch of dead people.
The robbers on the opposite side were the last remaining Yellow Turban team in Nanxiang. Although Zhang Xun sent troops several times to eliminate them, they escaped, but they did not get a chance to breathe. Many people hadn't eaten for a few days. Zhang Xi wanted to use the caravan to draw them out this time. Zhang Xi brought only three hundred cavalry, and sent Cai Xiao's Xiangyang army away, just to let the remnants of the Yellow Turban relax their vigilance and take the initiative to jump out. The remnants of the Yellow Turbans really found the news and rushed here to wait for the rabbits to come. The supplies carried by this caravan were equally important to them.
The Yellow Turban remnants in front of them had fewer than a thousand soldiers, all in ragged clothes and languishing. Suddenly seeing a cavalry rushing out of the caravan, they suddenly became panic. When they saw clearly that the cavalry was only about a hundred men, they rushed forward with noise.
The cavalry team didn't wait for the opponent to rush to the front, but a burst of random arrows shot past, and the Yellow Turbans suddenly fell. The cavalry didn't fight each other, they pulled their horses' heads around, turned around and turned around and it was another rain of arrows. The Yellow Turban army originally did not follow the queue, and there were few horses. The vast majority of people were dragging their tired legs on the road. How could they be able to catch up with the cavalry. The cavalry shot and walked, just circled them. The head of the yellow scarf finally became anxious and shouted: "Deng Sheng is here, who dares to fight me to the death!"
Zhang Yun didn't let the cavalry rush to fight with the Yellow Turban Yudang, because he knew that the advantage of these cavalry lay in the bow and arrow. He hadn't practiced stabs and slashes, so he didn't want to make unnecessary sacrifices. Zhang Yun raised his spear and signaled that he ordered the cavalry to retreat by an arrow. He rode forward alone and shouted: "Zhang Yun is here. The enemy will die soon."
When the thieves heard Zhang Yun's name, they immediately issued a burst of violence. Deng Sheng also reined in his horse and left. Obviously, Zhang Yun had suffered a lot during this period, and he had been scared. Where Zhang Xi was willing to give up, he urged him to go forward and stabbed with a spear. Deng Sheng heard the wind rang in the back of his head, and hurriedly lowered his body, rubbed his scalp with the iron spear and swished over, and the yellow scarf on his head was also picked off. Deng Sheng was crying out for luck, only to feel a sharp pain in the back of his heart. He tilted his body and fell off his horse. It turned out that Zhang Yun was stabbed in the back of his heart with a shot. Zhang Yun's blow made him quite vigorous, and Deng Sheng fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. Zhang Yun returned to the horse with another shot, took his life, and rushed into the Yellow Turban team to stab left and right, killing more than a dozen people in an instant.
Zhang Xi killed a back and forth in the Yellow Turban team, shouting loudly: "The thief chief is dead, those who descend will not kill!"
A few people in the Yellow Turban team saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape. They were overtaken by the cavalry behind them. They shot a hedgehog with a rush of arrows. The rest of the crowd threw away their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Wang Yan followed her father to the north and the south. Although she was a pretty lady, she was not an ordinary weak woman. What she looked down on most was those weak scholars who had no power to bind chickens. As for the dudes like Cai Xiao, they couldn’t get in either. Her magic eyes, the young general in front of her, made her a little bit bright. Before Wang Yan fought, he saw nearly a thousand robbers kneeling on the ground, remembering that his eldest brother Wang Shen was injured by the robbers, and he was still limping on foot. He hated these people and couldn’t help being right. Zhang Yun said, "How are you going to deal with them? Are you going to execute them all?"
Zhang Yun glanced at her in surprise, turned his head and said to the group of yellow turban Yu Dang: "I know that you are also desperate to commit thieves. I don't make it difficult for you. I will immediately ask someone to escort you to Xiangyang to participate in two-year forced labor. One year. Later, you can receive wages like ordinary migrant workers, and you will be free again after two years."
The yellow turban survivors looked at each other and gradually became angry. One boldly asked, "What the general said is true?"
Zhang Xi Yangtian smiled and said, "Do I still need to lie to you? To be honest, most of you have not eaten enough for many days. When you arrive in Xiangyang, you can definitely have enough food, even the torn clothes on your body. Change it, but there is no freedom."
These Yellow Turban survivors risked being ransacked and annihilated and rebelled, didn't they just want to eat their food? After listening to Zhang Xi's words, who would want to make jokes about their lives? They all lined up consciously and voluntarily, and were escorted to Xiangyang.
Wang Yan looked at Zhang Xi and thought to herself that the young man in front of him was so martial arts, but he didn't just deal with things bravely. I don't know what kind of person that Master Liu is? She couldn't help but become curious.
Since Liu Xin discovered the secrets of his body, he simply didn’t even practice hacking. Anyway, he didn’t know anything about bows and arrows or weapons. He didn’t even plan to go into battle one day to kill the enemy. Now he just wakes up every morning. After playing Tai Chi and practicing flying knives, it can be considered a self-defense technique.
He is now in the study room full of energy to receive a special guest, this person is the original owner of the Chen Family Paper Workshop Kong Wen, Ju Xie spent a lot of effort to find him.
Kong Wen's clothes are ragged and his face is yellow and thin. Obviously, his time has not been very good. He looked at the large sheet of paper on the few cases in front of him, with a lot of emotion, and told Liu Xin about the source of the paper: "Return to the Lord, The first person to make paper was Mr. Cai Luncai from Zhongchang. Xiaomin’s grandfather was his direct disciple. His grandfather wanted to make the best paper in the world. However, after years of hard work, it was difficult to achieve his wish. Later, he wanted to make the best paper in the world. Once, he occasionally passed a small stream and saw a tree in the stream. It was washed in the sun all year round. The bark had rotted and turned white, revealing strands of slender and clean filaments. So his grandfather took it to make paper and tried repeatedly. Finally, he created a paper of exquisite texture. After learning his ancestral business, Xiaomin returned to his hometown of Xiangyang and opened a paper workshop. After several twists and turns, he finally created this kind of white and flexible paper. Who knows that this paper has not yet begun mass production. The Xiangyang bully Chen Jie colluded with the government and forcibly occupied my paper workshop, but he didn't know the papermaking formula and could not produce such good paper."
Liu Xin nodded and said, "Then why don't you reopen a paper workshop?"
Kong Wen sighed and said, "Xiaomin was driven out of Xiangyang. He was very poor. The whole family had problems eating, so what kind of paper shop did he open?"
Liu Xin smiled and said: "Actually, there are many raw materials that can be used for papermaking. If I'm right, the tree that your grandfather met is a red sandalwood tree."
Kong Wen opened his mouth wide, and asked in surprise: "My lord, how did you know? This is the most important secret of our Kong family. Could any unscrupulous descendants dare to disclose it? This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Liu Xin said meaningfully: "Nothing in this world is impossible. Let's not talk about this. I want to open a large-scale paper workshop. Would you please come over as the chief executive?"
Kong Wen hesitated for a moment, and said, "If I was willing to open up with others, I would have helped Chen Jie manage the paper shop a long time ago, and it wouldn't be..."
Liu Xin interrupted him and said, "Chen Jie has no skills. I am different from him. I still know a little bit about the papermaking industry. For example, hemp, mulberry, bamboo and even straw can be very good raw materials for papermaking. I’m busy, I don’t have the time and energy to devote myself to this aspect. That’s why I invited you to take charge. If you really don’t want to, I can find someone else.”
Liu Xin paused and said, "In addition, I also want to set up a research institute. If you want, you can first serve as an academician in the institute, specializing in papermaking, with an annual salary of 300 shi. In this way, I also count as me. You are an official in the State Shepherd's Mansion, are you willing?"
In fact, Liu Xin was bluffing Kong Wen with words. He didn't really know how to make paper. Even if there was ready-made pulp in front of him, he couldn't make paper.
But Kong Wen was really frightened by him. He also tried many kinds of raw materials for papermaking. The kinds of materials Liu Xin said are really easy to use. In this way, the technology of papermaking is not his exclusive mastery. What made him even more unbelievable was that Liu Xin gave him an annual salary of three hundred shi. Even if he opened a paper shop, he would not earn one hundred shi after a hard year, and he also had the title of academician. Such a good thing can't be found with a lantern. Is there any reason why Kong Wenyan shouldn't agree
After Kong Wen left the prefecture and animal husbandry happily, Jushou opened the whole piece of paper he had brought with him. A map was drawn on the paper, which was the expanded city of Xiangyang. Jushou said to Liu Xin, "This was painted by a book official named Xiang Lang. Look at it, my lord, here and here..."
Liu Xin nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well, this Xiang Lang is good, some talented, and very thoughtful. I think he will be responsible for the expansion of Xiangyang City, and it is just right to let him concurrently serve as the academy. "
Liu Xin can’t wait one day to expand Xiangyang City successfully. His fingers clicked on several places on the map again, and said: “These places are drawn out separately to build academies, medical schools, research institutes, and official residences. . By the way, you inform Xia Xianglang that these places will be constructed at the same time as the city wall. If he has any questions, ask him to come to me directly."
Jushou was responsible for the expansion of Xiangyang City during this time, and he was really tired. This aspect is not his specialty. He is always worried about messing up the errands, and has not slept peacefully for many days. Now that he heard that the errand could be handed over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Liu Xin relievedly: "The lord is wise, I will inform Xiang Lang."
Liu Xin hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir, wait, I still have important things for you to do."