Last night, Zhang Liang received a message.

Overnight, countless merchants joined the Lü Chamber of Commerce, including many local nobles in South Korea.

Zhang Liang is famous in history for his strategy.

With the eyes of this future Liu Hou, we can naturally see that the newly-launched Lu Family Chamber of Commerce is enough to shake the entire Korean territory and shake the Zhang family's secret rule in South Korea.

"Ying Chengqiu, is this your trump card? If you don't launch a war, you want to let Han Di's surname be Ying, you dream!"

Zhang Liang, two big hammers, traveled 800 miles a day, and continued to change horses and gallop in various cities along the way, walking the roads, regardless of size.

Four fast horses ran to death and passed seven robberies.

When Zhang Liang saw the words Xinzheng on the Xinzheng wall, the old nobleman's hair was tied together, and the green knight's shirt on his body was about to turn into earthy colors.

The big iron hammer behind Zhang Liang looked even more miserable than Zhang Liang.

The big hammer held in the hand of the big hammer was densely covered with black and red marks, and dust was absorbed on it, as if it was covered with a layer of slurry.

Anyone who encounters thieves along the way will have big iron hammers and swings a sledgehammer right away.

Everyone has a horse's power, and if the hammer is borrowed from human power, all those who block it will die, and no thief can stop it.

Most of these thieves are people who cannot survive. In order to survive, they rely on their courage to become thieves in the mountains and forests, and their martial arts skills are not very high.

If a thief could block the big iron hammer with such all his strength, and those with such martial arts would not lose food, and naturally would not be a thief in the robbery.

The big hammer's exposed arm was covered with sword wounds that were bleeding outwards.

This is because in order to ensure that Zhang Liang's itinerary is not delayed, he tried his best to swing the hammer along the way, and his arm is exerting force, and the wound cannot heal.

The gate of Xinzheng City was right in front of him, but Zhang Liang was not anxious.

Turning around, he immediately gave a solemn salute to the Big Iron Hammer.

"Long thanks Brother Tiehui for sending you off for thousands of miles. I am very grateful. Please follow Liang into the city for a lecture."

"good."

The two rode their horses into the city and were investigated by the guards at the gate. Zhang Liang gave half of gold to guard the guards openly.

The two of them were just shouting that Zhang Liang, who had to move the harsh guards, who had to move the hammer, instantly changed their faces. They moved away their hands with a smile, and let the two men with bloody smells and sway into Xinzheng on their horses.

The big iron hammer showed a hint of displeasure.

Although he hated Qin, he had to admit it.

If it were in Guanzhong, Qin State, no one in any city dressed in this way could enter the city easily.

There is no road in Xinzheng City.

Pedestrians wandered around the streets in groups of three or three, and the wine shop was the most intoxicating. Various snacks were shouting louder than others. Generally speaking, the snack seller who shouted the loudest was the best.

In the gorgeous building on the second floor, one floor above the surrounding house, there are constant slight sounds coming out. The serious and inappropriate singing alternately, allowing the passing men to prick up their ears and listen carefully.

Some lazy people who are idle will lean on the corner of the building and communicate with friends with a lewd smile on their faces.

The content is nothing more than which girl has more breasts and which girl looks dignified and actually is sexy.

This is a Korean brothel... The seller selling live chickens on the street pinched his rooster's neck and showed it to the buyer who showed it over.

"Do you see if the cockscomb is big, and whether the feathers are bright..."

In order to sell more, the seller talked endlessly, making people wonder if he had studied in a straitor or a famous artist.

The rooster, who was strangled, stared at the second-story building with one eye, and the figures surging behind the window spirit.

“Oh oh oh!”

It whirled unwillingly.

It's the same chicken, the gap is so big.

Is it just that the gender is different?

Is it sexism?

The chicken-selling eyes lit up and he hurriedly let go of the three-point force in his hand.

"Looking at how loud this sounded, I would definitely be able to wake up every morning, so I would not miss the time."

“I don’t like getting up early.”

The chicken seller added five points of strength.

The rooster twitched twice, and he couldn't come out.

"I want to buy this chicken, which is not yelling in the morning. Even if it yells, it only yells like this. Chicken that gets up early and doesn't yell is rare now."

“…”

Most of the vendors nearby are like chicken sellers, who are very knowledgeable about what they sell.

One person's voice is not loud, two people's voice is not loud, ten people, hundreds of people, thousands of people, the voices together become loud, forming this noisy Xinzheng.

Under the rule of the tyrannical Qin Dynasty, everyone was like a walking corpse. In order to prevent Xinzheng from falling into such a situation, Korea was not put into such a situation.

Liang, I must return to Korea!

Zhang Liang, who returned to Xinzheng, made an oath in his heart.

A child holding malt sugar in his hand suddenly stopped Zhang Liang's horse riding.

The big hammer swept the thin child's eyes and ignored him.

Before Zhang Liang got off the horse, he sat on the horse and asked the child:

"Why stop the horse?"

The child stood on tiptoe and held a piece of paper high.

"Someone wants me to write to you."

Zhang Liang leaned over and picked up the child without receiving the paper, and sat on the horse with the child in his arms.

"Little baby, who gave it to you nearby."

The first time the child sat on a tall horse, he looked around excitedly.

Because they sit on the horse far higher than ordinary people, children can see almost everyone around them.

Soon, the child holding malt candy in one hand pointed at a figure who was hurriedly bowing his head and walking through the crowd.

"It's him!"

"Big hammer!"

"promise!"

The big hammer slapped the horse with one hand.

The vertebrae of the horse was broken, and the horse screamed in wail and was slapped on the ground by huge force and could not stand up.

With this huge force, the big hammer rose into the air, and his strong body was not slow at all. He was extremely explosive, hitting the man pointed at by a child like a cannonball.

The palm of the hand that was as big as a millstone was like a little chick lifting it. In the eyes of the crowd around, the man who wanted to hide was raised to Zhang Liang in front of him.

Zhang Liang carried the child over and got off the horse, and looked at the reluctant child, stuffed a hundred dollars into his hands, took the letter, and sent the child away.

The child is the son of the owner of a nearby rice shop, and he knows that the small circles in his hand can be exchanged for a lot of malt sugar.

He thanked Zhang Liang, and ran back to the rice shop not far away with difficulty with a hundred coins.

"Is it too light to use malt sugar as a gift for sending letters?"..." "Young Master Zhang is full of wisdom and is worthy of being the one you like."

The man rubbed his throat. When he was just pulled by a big hammer, his neck was very uncomfortable with his collar.

"Young Master Zhang found out that it was a child who delivered a letter, and immediately judged that the child was not the real sender. This matter was not difficult, but Mr. Zhang did not take the letter next, but picked up the child and took the horse to occupy a high point. Taking advantage of the height advantage, he found the person who was hiding among the people who really wanted to deliver the letter. You are unparalleled in your wisdom."

"You're not bad, either."

Zhang Liang praised.

It is definitely difficult for ordinary people to see everything clearly and clearly.

Most of the people around him yelled and ran away in scattering and gave the venue to a live horse, a dead horse, and three people.

Only a small number of city foxes, clubs, or people who are enjoyable and lively, stand eight or nine feet away from three people.

"These two people are not good people at first glance. The strong man's hammer is covered with blood, and it is almost the same color as Butcher Zhang's pig-killing knife."

"Don't talk nonsense, that's the Zhang family's young master. There's a good show today."

"Is it the Zhang family that can be destroyed by South Korea but the Zhang family will not be destroyed?"

"Where is the second Zhang family in Xinzheng?"

"A horse has been killed, so why don't you report it to the official?"

"Just just arrived in Xinzheng, the Zhang family is useless to report to the official."

“…”

The people were talking, but the conversation did not stop here.
To be continued...