I saw baskets of bright yellow copper coins stacked in the backyard.

More than eight thousand strings are equivalent to picking up for nothing, so Han Zhen is indeed a boy who gives away money!

The ordnance of the Zhenjun Navy can earn so much. If the weapons of the Wuwei Army are also sold, I am afraid that I can earn at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.

no!

Soon, Zhao Ting rejected this idea.

Although he is greedy for money, he also cares about his own life.

It is not peaceful at the moment. Zhang Wanxian has gathered a hundred thousand people and is eyeing Yidu County. The armed guards are still needed to guard the county, so the weapons of the armed guards cannot be moved for the time being.

But after tasting the sweetness of capital-free trading, he became a little addicted, and all he could think about was how to make money.

Suddenly, he remembered the note he had received today from Zhuo Ben, the chief registrar of Qiancheng County.

He knew the contents and secrets of the book very clearly.

It was nothing more than Han Zhen calling himself the Qingzhou Army and rushing to the aid of Qiancheng County.

However, this reminded him of Chang Yukun's plan to kill three birds with one stone by partnering with Han Zhen when he was plotting against the Xu family.

For a moment, a bold idea came to Zhao Ting's mind.

There is a certain risk in this matter, but if it succeeds, he can gain at least 100,000 yuan.

Zhao Ting stood there, his eyes struggling, his expression uncertain.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and murmured to himself: "If Chang Yukun can do it, why can't I do it? But this matter is not a trivial matter and needs long-term consideration."

…

…

"Chang Yukun, this shameless old thief, pretended to be crazy and stupid with me!"

In the backyard of the county government office, Xie Ding had an angry look on his face and slapped the letter in his hand on the stone table.

The old servant on the side advised: "Alang, your anger will hurt your health."

"I thought that Chang Yukun was a capable minister, but he didn't want to end up with Zhao Ting, who didn't even know Han Zhen. Don't think that I didn't know that Zhu Ji was his brother-in-law, Chang Yukun. If

I don’t know, then Han Zhen will travel hundreds of miles to Qiancheng County to save his wife’s brother?”

The more Xie Ding talked, the angrier he became, his chest rising and falling.

Seeing this, the old servant hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him calm down, for fear that his own Alang would become angry.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, Xie Ding let out a long sigh: "If Zhu'er has some shortcomings, how should I explain it to my sister and brother-in-law?"

The old servant comforted him and said, "Alang, Xiaoya Neiji has his own destiny, so he will be fine."

"Of course he'll be fine."

At this time, Xie Ding had calmed down and said with a sneer: "How can I not know Han Zhen's thoughts? He just wants to drag me to thank the Liu family."

"Alang, what do you mean?" The old servant was surprised.

"Oh, take a look at what Zhu Ji purchased, and then think about the name of the Qingzhou Army!"

After being reminded by Xie Ding, the old servant recalled it carefully and was suddenly shocked.

Grain, pig iron, coarse salt, cowhide and horns!

The old servant looked horrified and lowered his voice: "Is this... is this a rebellion?"

Xie Ding said quietly: "Now our Song Dynasty is suffering from internal and external troubles, wars are raging everywhere, and some people can't sit still."

"In that case, why did Zhao Ting and Chang Yukun help him cover it up? Could it be that they..."

"That's not true."
Chapter completed!