I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

The man in black took the iron block and turned it over in his hands. "Nail it to the horse's hoof? All war horses have this thing?"

Yi Yu pondered for a moment and looked at the tribesmen who followed him. Seeing this, the tribesmen began to look up and recall the scene at that time, and then spoke out together.

"Yes, I've seen war horses with iron bumps on their hooves."

"I have seen all of them."

Hearing this, the man in black stroked the iron block again, carefully feeling its texture.

"No wonder the Qin soldiers marched so fast. We were wondering why they weren't afraid of wear and tear on their horses, but we never imagined they had iron hoof guards!"

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He had to take this thing to the teacher as soon as possible.

At this time, the other people behind him also came over and looked at the horseshoe in his hand.

"Brother, if you put this thing on the horse's hoof, won't it hurt the horse even more?"

"Yes, Senior Brother, what does Qin Ren want to do?"

"Whatever it is, we must find out as soon as possible."

The man in black waved his hand back, silencing his fellow disciples and telling them to pack up and leave.

"Thank you for the gift, Chief Yixu. I will take it back to show the Master."

Yi Yu looked at the busy figure of the man in black, hesitated and stepped forward to help carry the things, opened and closed his mouth, and finally closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to the man in black: "This matter is over, and I have repaid Mr. Tian for saving my life. The Qin army is strong and powerful, and the people in our tribe are really no match for them..."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire cave became stagnant.

"Heh..." The man in black chuckled, straightened his back and looked at Yi Yu.

"Don't worry, Chief. The master said before we came that we only need weapons. As for the rest, Chief, you can do whatever you want." The corners of his mouth curled up in a contemptuous arc, his eyes turned to the side, and his tone was impatient.

"The Qin Dynasty has long been eyeing the Baiyue people covetously. Now, fighting and making trouble will allow us to negotiate terms with the Qin people. Isn't that better than passively attacking them?"

Yi Xu twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile uglier than crying: "Brother, what you said is not wrong, but from now on, we will not force our way in again."

"Whatever." The man in black nodded nonchalantly. Just as his fellow apprentices had gathered their belongings, he led them out of the cave. Before leaving, he stopped again and, without turning back, said, "If we negotiate, I hope the chief will get more weapons. The Master saved more than just your father and son's lives."

After saying this, he strode forward and soon disappeared from their sight.

In the cave, Yixu slowly stood up straight.

"Chief, are we really not going to fight anymore?" A dark-skinned man came forward.

Yi Yu narrowed his eyes and looked towards the cave entrance. "Fight, why not? How can you expect benefits if you don't fight? What good things did the caravan bring that you don't want?"

"Who in our tribe doesn't want it?"

"That's right!" Yi Xu puffed on the ground and waved his hand fiercely at his fellow tribesmen. "Let's go back to the tribe."

"Okay, let's go!"

Old man Tian was right. The Qin people would come to attack us sooner or later. Instead of waiting to be beaten, it is better to take the initiative and gain more.

I heard that in the north they were distributing agricultural tools, teaching people how to make money, and even exempting taxes for reclaiming wasteland.

As long as the Qin people agreed to preserve the heritage of their tribe, they could sit down and negotiate.

The mountain road is rugged, but it cannot stop the passionate hearts of those returning home.

Zhang Liang returned from the Canghai Lord of Dongyi with a small package on his back. He climbed mountains and waded through rivers along the way and finally returned to Yingchuan County before winter.

The Yingchuan County market was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus in the autumn. Zhang Liang stood in the middle of the bluestone-paved street, with the salty breeze of the East China Sea still stained on his sleeves.

He looked at the streets and alleys that were once familiar to him, but now they seemed a little unfamiliar. The once quaint town now had more magnificent buildings, the people passing by were dressed in brighter clothes, and the street food had many more dishes he had never seen before.

"Steamed buns...meat buns~"

"Canned pears, canned peaches, bring home cans that my parents and kids love..."

He listened to the hawking sounds along the street and strolled towards the bustling market in the city. The noisy voices and dazzling array of goods were still there in his memory, but the subtle changes kept impacting his senses.

The street stalls not only sell common cloths and farm tools, but also some exquisite handicrafts with an exotic flavor. This must be the new scene brought about by the expansion of the Qin Dynasty's territory and the prosperity of trade.

When I walked to a teahouse, the scenes of drinking tea and chatting there in the past came to my mind.

Just as he was about to step in, he was attracted by the sign hanging high at the door of the teahouse - "New tea on the market, fragrant tea from the South".

Out of curiosity, he stepped into the store. The store was newly decorated and filled with the aroma of tea, which was very different from its previous simple appearance.

"Shopkeeper, bring me a pot of new tea." Zhang Liang said loudly.

The shopkeeper came up to him with a big smile on his face. "Sir, you really have good taste. This new tea was shipped from the southwest. It's very rare! We have the only one of its kind in the whole county!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang waved his hand and urged the shopkeeper: "Bring a pot, hurry up!"

But he was so frustrated.

For such a long time, he had been staying in the wild land of Dongyi. Although some people from the old Han tribe had settled there, the local natives were still uncivilized barbarians, and their food, clothing and other expenses were much lower than those in Daqin.

He suffered a lot.

The Dongyi people live in bitter cold, with strong winds near the sea and little food. They really can't get enough to eat or wear warm clothes. In winter, it is so cold that people dare not go out.

He did find Cang Haijun, but although he was knowledgeable, he was not as erudite as the rumors said.

All I can say is that against the backdrop of that barren land, he appears quite learned.

There is no harm without comparison.

The Dongyi are still too backward.

"Sir, please try the Qingyang tea while it's hot." The moment the tea was served on the table and the waiter opened the bronze steamer, the green tea mist wrapped in the fragrance of bamboo leaves wafted towards us.

Zhang Liang's Adam's apple moved slightly. This was clearly the clouds and mist from the deep mountains of Bashu, but they were steamed by the servant in a bronze vessel to make them unusually clear.

Zhang Liang picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was steaming hot, and the aroma was mellow and unique. "Good tea!"

"Sir, please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just let me know." The servant shook off the sackcloth and walked away backwards.

Zhang Liang savored the aroma of tea carefully, but his thoughts slowly drifted away.

How come the Qin Dynasty, now peaceful and prosperous, is becoming more and more stable?

Before leaving, weren't there reports of rebellion and assassinations from time to time?

How come there have been such big changes in just over a year?

Just as he was thinking, a voice appeared, interrupting his thoughts and pulling him back to reality.

"Brother Zifang!"

Zhang Liang looked over and saw his old friend Wu Xiangyi. "Brother Yi, is it really you?"

He happily stood up from his seat and beckoned him to sit down. "Come, have some tea with me. This tea is delicious, perfect for us brothers to reminisce about the past."