After a night's sleep, Hwang Tae-gil didn't want to wander around when he woke up the next day. Han people were good at craftsmen and liked farming. He knew all these things. The 'Revolutionary Army' was just stronger. After being surprised for a while, he gradually accepted it and didn't feel strange anymore. He had already seen the strength of the 'Revolutionary Army' when he sneaked into Tianjin. Next, he thought about how to restrain this big enemy.
"The strength of the 'Revolutionary Army' lies in their armaments. If I can get the smelting method of their armaments, then I, Big Gold, can also be equipped with strong armor and sharp blades. Naturally, I won't be afraid of them. "Hwang Tae-gil preferred to think about the problem in a simpler way.
They couldn't compete with craftsmen, businessmen, farmers, or even management. However, Hwang Tae-gil was still willing to believe that the Jurchen warriors were the strongest in the world.
After all, Daming was also strong in everything, but he was defeated by the Jurchen. The 'Revolutionary Army' was nothing more than the better equipped Ming Army. As long as they could get the same equipment, Hwang Tae-gil felt that they could still win.
According to Hwang Tae-gil's idea, to get the secret of the 'Revolutionary Army's' armaments, it was nothing more than to tempt their craftsmen. He didn't know what industrialization was. He felt that as long as he could find a few skilled craftsmen, he could dig out Zhou Qingfeng's secret. However, when this question was asked in front of Liu Fucheng, this Imperial Guard Qianhu scratched his head, indicating that it was not easy.
"The 'Revolutionary Army's' armaments are not in Tianjin, but in Jinzhou. Our Imperial Guard has sent many people there to inquire, but there was no news. " Speaking of this, Liu Fucheng sighed, "The 'Revolutionary Army' is happy to sell goods, but they keep the manufacturing of these goods a secret."
Liu Fucheng sent the foreign horse to please Zhou Qingfeng. As a result, the foreign horse was put in an important position, but it was completely out of his control. He sent his disciple Yuan Qingying to pull some strings, but the girl couldn't stay and never returned. As the saying goes, 'go for wool and come home shorn.' This deal was a big loss.
"Gold Province?" Hwang Tae-gil was also troubled by this. When dealing with Han people, Lady Zhenren was especially fond of using spies. Altogether, she had sent more than a thousand men and horses to the Four Guards of Liaonan. But these people also never returned.
The spies sent by Kennu were basically illiterate. They had no training and could only run around randomly. They could not hide at all. Instead, they became experience samples for the rookies of the Revolutionary Army's Security Department. Even if someone were to hide, it would be difficult for them to do anything against the ID system.
"Are there no skilled craftsmen in Tianjin who are good at smelting ores and forging weapons? I, Big Gold, have many mines in Liaodong, but I lack skilled craftsmen. As long as someone is willing to join us, I will immediately raise their flag and become their master. I will reward them with gold, silver, land, and women. "Hwang Tae-gil felt that he would definitely be able to recruit some people if he offered a generous reward.
Liu Fucheng was in a dilemma. If the craftsmen of the Revolutionary Army were so easy to recruit, he would have poached them himself. After thinking for a long time, he said uncertainly: "Recently, the Revolutionary Army captured the Luan County area to the northeast of Tianjin. They sent tens of thousands of people to open mines and build roads. I heard that they are going to build a steel factory there. Maybe they can find suitable craftsmen there. But … "
"But what?"
"Zhou Qingfeng is keeping a close eye on that steel factory. He forbids outsiders from getting close. If Master Huang goes there, I'm afraid there will be some trouble. "
"Hmph, that brat dared to come to my Hetuala alone to cause trouble. This time, I want to explore his dangerous place."
The fact that Zhou Qingfeng had won over the Grand Concubine of the Jin Kingdom had already become an unspeakable secret within the Kennu. Hwang Tae-gil naturally wanted to take revenge against this kind of humiliation. Ever since he began to widely use Han officials and gathered Han servants to form an army, his cultivation increased day by day. He had already reached a level that was unimaginable in the past. He had come to Tianjin with the intention of showing off his strength and committing evil deeds.
Since Hwang Tae-gil had decided on this, Liu Fucheng had no reason not to. He also wanted to find out what the Revolutionary Army was doing in the Luan County area. The tighter the security there was, the more he wanted to go there.
This kind of secret matter couldn't be done with too many people. Zhe Zhe couldn't bring the Great Fujin, so he could only leave some servants to take care of her. Yang Jian's ability wasn't high, but it wasn't low either. His body was light enough to ride the red-crowned crane, so he simply stayed at the inn to guard and report if anything happened. Hwang Tae-gil only brought Gu Yuanwei, Liu Fucheng, and three or four personal guards.
As soon as Huang Taiji left, Zhe Zhe, who was only eighteen years old, immediately acted up. She called Yang Jian over and ordered, "Little Jianzi, you're a Han and you're familiar with the place. Take me to Tianjin for a stroll."
"What …" Yang Jian almost knelt down. He waved his hand and said: "Mistress, I don't dare to take you there. When the Fourth Beilei left, he said that he would serve you well. Whatever you want to eat and drink, I will get it for you. If you want to buy anything, just tell me. If you want to stroll around, you can only do it nearby. You can't go into the city. That Zhou Qingfeng is not a kind person. His henchmen are also very powerful. "
Zhe Zhe pestered him just to see the prosperity of the Central Plains. She was also very interested in all kinds of strange anecdotes in the newspapers of the Revolutionary Army that Hwang Tae-gil collected. It wasn't easy for her to wait for Hwang Tae-gil to leave. How could she not have some thoughts?
"It wasn't easy for me to come here. It's boring to stroll around outside the city. I won't cause any trouble. I will just go into the city to take a look. "As the master, Zhe Zhe's tone was very gentle. She hoped to get Yang Jian's support.
But how could Yang Jian support her? He shook his head like a rattle drum, refusing to agree no matter what. After this happened a few times, Zhe Zhe, as the Fourth Beilei's Great Fortune, was instantly annoyed. He raised his hand and slapped Yang Jian, leaving a palm print on his face.
Yang Jian's face didn't hurt, but he was complaining in his heart. He had seen how this female true lord's son dealt with her subordinates. There were good and bad masters, unruly and unruly characters. People like Hwang Tae-gil who were rational were fine, but Zhe Zhe would have all kinds of unreasonable and inexplicable ideas from time to time. If the servant couldn't do it, then all kinds of punishment would come.
Yang Jian was the type who 'didn't retaliate when scolded, didn't retaliate when hit'. He could only kneel and suffer. But after Zhe Zhe slapped him a few times, she couldn't be bothered with him anymore. She actually left the inn with her personal servant and went to the streets. She casually hailed a passing bus and squeezed onto it.
Yang Jian was instantly scared out of his wits. He followed after them while pissing his pants. He was a servant and couldn't even touch Zhe Zhe's body, so he couldn't stop her. When they got on the public carriage, he could only bitterly bow to Zhe Zhe and beg her not to cause trouble.
Zhe Zhe was dressed as a Han woman, but her clothes were luxurious and her looks were outstanding. People could tell at a glance that her identity wasn't ordinary. The commoners sitting on the carriage were originally chatting, but when they saw her, they all looked over in shock. Seeing that she was accompanied by a few bodyguards who were either submissive or ferocious, everyone in the car knew that she must be a woman from a rich family.
Zhe Zhe was calm. This was the first time she sat with these people from the bottom of society, and the feeling was quite special. She didn't say much, but her eyes scanned everywhere, curious about everything.
Early in the morning, a large number of farmers brought their goods into the city to sell, and many people in the city also left the city to work. But the endless flow of people was something that Zhe Zhe had never seen before. The people here lived peacefully, with few disputes. There were no guards who could swing their whips at any time, and there were no slaves who could easily fall dead.
Zhe Zhe's Chinese wasn't very good, and she couldn't understand the Tianjin dialect. She only felt that the carriage seemed to have entered the city gate, and the passengers on the carriage got off one after another. She also followed.
"Where is this?" Zhe Zhe stood aimlessly in the flow of people, 30% afraid, 70% at ease. She asked Yang Jian. Yang Jian also had a blank expression on his face when he saw that Tianjin City had changed beyond recognition.
Yang Jian had come to Tianjin with Gu Yuanwei in the past, but although Tianjin was a big city in his memory, it didn't have such spacious streets like the one in front of him. There weren't so many two-story buildings, and there weren't so many people coming and going. He vaguely remembered that this was the north gate of Tianjin, but when he came in, he found that the whole city had changed.
The central axis of Tianjin had been replanned by Xu Bing, and according to different functions, it was divided into administrative, transportation, commercial, and entertainment areas. Because the old Tianjin city was actually very small, in order to accommodate these functional areas, the city had to undergo a major transformation. Almost all the original low-rise houses were demolished and rebuilt, and two-story buildings were constantly rising from the ground to increase the area utilization.
The northern part of the city happened to be the commercial area, and as soon as they entered the city gate, there were several big restaurants. One of the restaurants was still under construction, and the building was already more than four stories high, like a towering golden pagoda, extremely imposing. The restaurant had not yet been built, but the signboard was already displayed — Merry Forest.
When Yang Jian saw this signboard, he felt that it was familiar. After thinking about it carefully, wasn't this originally the restaurant of Fushun's Guo Jiao, the eldest daughter of the Guo family? Now, Merry Forest in Fushun had been ruined beyond recognition. The original chefs and waiters had either died or fled, and most of those who were still alive had become slaves. Now that he thought about it, he sighed — who would have thought that they would build an even bigger one in Tianjin.
This new 'Merry Forest' restaurant was even more imposing than the previous one, and at a glance, one could tell that it was opened by someone with a backer.
"Mistress, let's go. This place is too dangerous. "Yang Jian looked left and right, afraid that he would suddenly see Zhou Qingfeng appear from some corner.
"There are so many people coming and going in this city, how could there be any danger?" Zhe Zhe felt that everything was fresh. There were not so many trembling slaves here, instead, there were laughing and laughing faces everywhere. Even the slaves around her seemed to be like 'Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden', they really couldn't see enough.
"Hey … Little Jianzi, what are those people doing over there?" Zhe Zhe saw that there were many people on the roadside, and she did not dare to go over herself, so she ordered Yang Jian to go over.
Yang Jian went closer to take a look, then came back with a bitter smile and said, "That's a breakfast seller, it's for breakfast."
"So many people are surrounding that stall, just to eat breakfast?" Zhe Zhe felt that even this was interesting. She saw that other people were ordering steamed buns and other things, so she also wanted to order something.
The breakfast seller waved his hand and shouted with a thick northern accent, "Line up, line up, line up, you foreigners don't know the rules?"
Zhe Zhe did not understand, but she understood the meaning of the wave. She frowned and snorted, then returned to Yang Jian's side and ordered, "You go and buy that stall, and also buy the breakfast seller for me, your mistress."
Facing this unruly mistress, Yang Jian could only suffer in silence, unable to say anything. He could only lower his voice and plead, "Mistress, I beg you. If something happens to you, I can't afford to bear the responsibility. The people here will not easily sell themselves to others as slaves. "
"Then why are you willing to be our slave?" Zhe Zhe immediately asked.
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