"How sure are you, husband?"

"Ninety percent."

"Okay! Then I'll ask my father-in-law to supervise everything we do here. Why haven't the five thousand gold been delivered yet?"

Zhang Liang's words were interrupted just now, and the servant just stood there without delivering a message to Zhang Liang.

Now when Zhang Liang said this, his legs trembled and his lips trembled.

"Little, little man, I haven't said anything yet."

"Then go quickly!"

"only!"

The old craftsman did not stop him this time, but waited for the servant to run away in a panic and said with a look of shame on his face: "This is not our fault. We can't really collect these five thousand gold!"

Zhang Liang asked the old craftsman to take out the contract, and the old craftsman did so.

Zhang Liang pointed to the three characters "imitation paper" written on the contract.

"As long as you can imitate paper, no matter how you imitate it, the Zhang family will give you a hundred gold coins as a gift."

The old craftsman was moved to tears and fell to the ground.

"I'm ashamed of myself!"

Soon, the hundred gold distributed by the Zhang family fell into each craftsman's bag.

Zhang Liang urged the craftsmen to work hard and produce paper quickly, and then left here.

The cracking of the paper means that the intelligence information has been greatly updated, which means that the time for Zhang Liang to obtain the information has been increased tenfold, and it means that Zhang Liang has to rearrange many things.

The craftsmen counted their hundreds of gold over and over again, feeling as if they were moving in a dream.

"Please remember, don't play tricks in front of such a giant as the Zhang family! Although a hundred gold is good, you have to live to spend it!"

Seeing everyone's expressions of excitement, the old craftsman slapped his cane hard and warned them sternly.

After being reminded by the old craftsman, all the craftsmen realized that they had just walked around the gate of hell, and they were all so frightened that they broke into cold sweats.

This was especially true for the tall craftsman who brought back the green paper making technique and lied to Zhang Liang. He looked as if he had been lifted out of the water.

If the old craftsman had not stopped him just now, he would have deceived Zhang Liang, which would be equivalent to deceiving the Zhang family.

In Korea, if commoners like them dared to deceive the Zhang family, they would die without knowing how.

Han Di, Yiyang.

There are dozens of pedestrians on a street, constantly going in and out of various shops.

This street is home to liquor stores, brothels, and inns, and a large number of outsiders gather there.

Lu Buwei sat in the carriage and asked the driver to stop the carriage outside Lu's Inn and wait quietly.

After a while, a ranger wearing Mohist attire came out and knocked on Lu Buwei's carriage.

"merchant?"

Lu Buwei opened the curtain of the car, exposing his face to the ranger's sight.

The ranger was relieved and boarded the carriage.

After entering the carriage, the ranger was stunned.

"Your Majesty, General Lu Gong has also been sent here? Is this matter of Han land so important?"

Lu Goujian, who looked like an ordinary old man, smiled kindly.

"Gou Jian is also very surprised that you can come. You are the most cautious among the Mohist giants that Gou Jian knows."

"Mr. Lu is joking. I'm not good at fighting, so I can only be cautious on weekdays. But with Gong Lu by my side, I can sit back and relax during this trip to Korea."

Lu Buwei laughed out loud when he heard the ranger say that he was not good at fighting.

"Of all the schools of thought, your Mohist family is the most capable of fighting."

"The one who can fight is Chu Mo. I am from Qin Mo. What I am good at is manufacturing and research, not the bravery of an ordinary man."

Since the death of Mozi, the founder and the first tycoon, the Mohist family was divided into three.

One branch joined the Qi Dynasty, inherited the culture of the Mohist family, and was as good at eloquence as the famous masters and strategists, and was known as Qi Mohism in the world.

One of them entered the Qin Dynasty and inherited the Mohist's mechanism skills and manufacturing skills. They were the heroes behind the Qin State's weapons leading the other six countries, and were known as Qin Mo in the world.

One branch entered Chu, inherited the spirit of the Mohist family, hoeed the strong and helped the weak, acted chivalrously and acted righteously, and became a knight with strong martial arts, known as Chu Mo in the world.

The three inks have been doing their own thing for hundreds of years.

"A Chu Mo who wears a ranger uniform, but thinks of himself as Qin Mo. If your Majesty hears these words, he will definitely regret helping you unify the three Mo and achieve your status as a giant."

Lu Buwei said with a smile.

If his words spread, it will definitely cause a big earthquake in the world.

The three Mohists actually merged again to form the Mohist school, and the Mohist school unexpectedly reappeared as a giant. The Mohist school, which was once known as a prominent school in the world along with Confucianism, has come to light again.

"There's nothing good about being a tycoon. There are so many things to take care of that I don't even have time for manufacturing and research."

"You truly deserve the nickname scientist."

Lu Buwei said with a bitter smile.

Sometimes he envied scientists, why they only wanted to do research when they had so much power.

Qin Mo, Qi Mo, and Chu Mo combined into one Mohist family, this force is extremely powerful.

Historically, in addition to military strategists, Mohism was a brave and practical doctrine that truly participated in the wars between princes and decided the outcome of the battle.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In one sentence, you can understand how powerful the Mohist family is. The Mohist family has its own private army that can fight.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I have already been to Xinzheng and passed on the papermaking technology. Your Majesty said that I will focus on you when I come to Korea this time. So Lu Gong, what are my plans next?"

"Why don't you ask me why you passed on the papermaking technology to Zhang Liang?"

"I'm not interested. I just hope that you, Mr. Lu, will be less playful. Don't be dilly-dallying like your Majesty. Xianyang's firearms technology has not yet made a breakthrough."

"Don't worry, I will deal with Han Di as quickly as possible. The fish has been hooked. You are here just in time, and the speed can be accelerated a lot..."

The carriage drove slowly until it disappeared into the street.

On the streets of Yiyang, in a few days, there were more than twenty blacksmith shops.

…

Outside Xianyang City.

After interrogating the driver who had been with Wei Liao for a long time, Ying Chengyu didn't ask anything.

It's not that Ying Chengyu couldn't knock the driver's mouth open, but that the driver really didn't know where Wei Liao had gone.

"Your Majesty, how should I deal with it?"

"Let it go, let it go."

Ying Chengyu said impatiently, anyone could tell that he was in a bad mood.

Wei Liao was not blocked, which made Ying Chengxuan very unhappy.

"Everyone goes back to his own home and finds his own mother."

All the secret guards saluted Ying Chengyu with clasped fists and left one after another.

Ying Chengzhen looked at the people who were sleeping soundly. He was still shivering at the sight of those around him, and the extremely frightened driver said: "Wake them all up. Wei Liao comes back and tells Wei Liao that he has won this game." From Xianyang

After joining Kuaiji, it was such a long distance, so I played with him slowly."

At this time, Wei Liao, whom Ying Cheng was looking for, was walking in Xianyang Palace under the guidance of Zhao Gao.

A group of Langguan passed by holding torches and saw the two of them.

The leader showed an apologetic expression to Zhao Gao and said firmly: "Password!"

"war."

"Farewell, Lord Che Fu Ling."

A group of Lang officers passed by Zhao Gao and left. Their formation was complete and they were marching well.

The warmth of the flames passed by the two of them.

The mercury is pouring down the ground, and the hazy night makes the originally clear world no longer so clear.

Good and evil are one, yin and yang intersect.

Two people who looked at each other in disgust in the past may be able to live happily together.

"Are there any white pigeons?"

Wei Liao stood behind Zhao Gao and said in words that only Zhao Gao could hear.

"have."

Zhao Gao replied calmly, his voice could only be heard by Wei Liao behind him.
To be continued...