The reason why Huo Hai dared to open such a big mouth is naturally because he has such a big stomach.

Because Taiping Cult will be the largest organization in Jizhou next, Huo Hai may not have any interest in military power, but he is determined to win in business.

"These two studies are just to tell you that I have better business management and business technologies than you are now. In terms of words you can understand, it is a strategy.

And if you cooperate with us, I will let you Zhen Guo, Su and Zhang become the four families of Jizhou after the war, Qingyou and Jizhou, all areas north of the Yellow River, and directly or gradually control all commercial affairs here."

Huo Hai spoke very relaxedly, but when he finished speaking in Zhen Ping and Guo Yong's ears, he looked like thunder.

If it is true as he said, it is not impossible to exchange 80% of the family's inventory for a shocking wealth.

After all, if the businesses in the four states were monopolized by several of them, the benefits obtained would be immeasurable.

As for how Huo Hai did this, it was simply too simple. Taiping Sect could not steal some of their families, but it would not steal other families. As long as they robbed all their competitors, they would basically help them complete their monopoly goal.

"Mr. Huo, this matter is very serious. We are afraid that the Hui tribe will discuss with the head of the family." Zhen Ping and Guo Yong said after looking at each other for a long time.

"The opportunity must not be missed, and you will never come again. There is not much time for you to discuss and consider. If you don't have a reply for half a month, you will miss this opportunity." Huo Hai reminded them.

Zhen Ping and Guo Yong intervened and said goodbye to Huo Hai, "We will make up the promised grain immediately. At this time, we will go home first and discuss with the head of the family."

Huo Hai nodded and signaled that they could leave, but Zhen Ping, who had just turned around and walked two steps, turned around and asked Huo Hai again, "If our four families become rich because of this, how can we guarantee that we will not be taken away from our property after the war?"

"Don't worry, after the war, the world will be another model. People who have mastered money, food and population will not be controlled by others at will, but will be attracted to it." Huo Hai smiled.

“Another model?”

Zhen Ping was puzzled, and Huo Hai was too lazy to explain to him.

Because he could not tell others in advance that the world would enter the situation of local tyrants and tyrants fighting for hegemony, but only told him that after accepting the amnesty, he would master the legal military strength to preserve their legitimate military strength. Heishanzhai was one of their retreat ways, and they could also find other great gentry as their dependencies and just use money to open the way.

As long as they are not stupid enough to rely on the emperor, they should be able to gain a safe foothold in the world.

Because, from now on, the emperor will be the most unreliable. He can only give you some empty things and cannot give you real power. In an era where power is the most important thing, if you do not have the strength, you will be able to reach the position of the Three Dukes? The emperor himself will become a pet kept by others in a cage.

The two of them came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Perhaps, the rush is the atmosphere of the whole world at this time.

Ma Yuanyi was finally pulled to Luoyang and the car broke up. Thousands of Taiping Cults were beheaded. The Taiping Cultists in the world were frightened. Zhang Jiao grabbed everyone's mentality of panic and began to shaking the flag to incite. The commander of the thirty-six parties received his notice within a few days and began to contact his subordinates and prepare to launch an attack.

Perhaps, Tang Zhou's rumor was deliberately indulging him. Only by pushing the Taiping Sect's followers into a dead end will they rebel with all their hearts.

But he didn't expect that Ma Yuanyi would be taken down so quickly and could not last until the time node he had originally set.

The situation among the people was unexpected. Most Taiping scholars had no surplus food at home to survive this winter, and it was impossible to wait until March next year to launch it with him.

"We have contacted General, Lishi from the four counties north of Julu, and we can gather outside Guangzong County within five days." Huang Damu, a commander under Zhang Liang, reported to him.

"Have their little ones been sent to Heishan?" Zhang Liang, who was looking at a simple map, raised his head and looked at Huang Damu and asked.

Huang Damu replied, "It's all sent. These strong men have no worries now, and they all dare to fight with all their lives."

"Is everything in the Black Mountain taking over?" Zhang Liang did not doubt the combat power and courage of the Yellow Turban Strongman, and asked Huang Damu in surprise.

"They took over. Not only did they take over the people we transported, but they also took the initiative to gather some refugees around them. Many people in the counties and cities who put signs to sell themselves were brought back to Heishan. It is said that there are more than 300,000 people there, and they have built a very strong sect on the mountain. My subordinates have never seen it with their own eyes, and they don't know if it is true." Huang Damu replied.

"More than 300,000 people? How did they support so many people?" Zhang Liang asked with a look of surprise.

Obviously, he could not get the answer from Huang Damu. He was ignorant of his eyes and was able to help Zhang Liang shout thousands of Yellow Turban heroes together, which was his ultimate ability.

"If they keep this way, our plan is probably going to be bad. I have to meet my brother and talk to him about this." Zhang Liang seemed to have thought of something, and after getting up and going out, he quickly walked towards the camp where Zhang Jiao was.

There are only a few million people in Jizhou, and Huo Hai has gathered more than 300,000 people. Moreover, it is only more than two months. If he is allowed to continue like this, then when they lead the army to launch, how many people will follow him?

You should know that among their established strategies, the poorest people who are struggling on the brink of life and death are the supporters that their Yellow Turban Army is the best to be held and the easiest to win.

As soon as he walked outside Zhang Jiao's camp gate, he saw Zhang Jiao, who was holding a deer-headed stick, walking out of the barracks, carrying a big bag on his back.

"Brother, where are you going?" Zhang Liang asked in surprise.

"Mishan." Zhang Jiao waved and asked someone to lead Malay.

"Go to meet that Huo Hai?" Zhang Liang asked.

Zhang Jiao nodded, "If I don't go at this time, I'm worried that I won't have the chance to meet him in the future."

"How can you say all these despicable words?" Zhang Liang said angrily.

"This is life."

Zhang Jiao turned over the horse and didn't say much to Zhang Liang. He hit the horse's back with a deer stick. The horse immediately spread its four hooves and ran out of the camp.

Zhang Liang looked up at the dim sky, sighed, lifted the curtain of the camp and walked inside. As soon as he came in, he smelled the fragrance of food.

"Second brother, what are you eating?" Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Baodao, who was sitting at a strange table eating in surprise.

"Stern brother, come here, this thing is called hot pot, and it's the most enjoyable to eat it in such a cold weather." Zhang Bao pointed to the position on his right and said.

There were a lot of meat and bones on the table on his left. Obviously, Zhang Jiao had eaten at that location just now.

"This was also created by that kid named Huo Hai?" Zhang Liang looked at the strange smoke-driving pot in the middle of the table.

"Of course, there are also this frozen tofu, soft bean curd, and chewy gluten. You must have never eaten it." Zhang Bao said while using a colander to help Zhang Liang pick up these things in the pot.

In fact, the hot pot they ate was just adding some seasonings from this era, such as snowflake salt, ginger, garlic, dogwood, etc., which tasted far worse than those cooked by Huo Hai.

However, in an era when meat cooked with copper cauldron white water and a little salt was considered delicious, it really crushed the taste of most foods.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Zhang Liang asked again after sitting down on Zhang Bao's right.

"What else can I do? I'll send "Taiping Qingling" to that kid Huo Hai!" While chewing his mouth, Zhang Bao did not forget to fill Zhang Liang and his cup with a glass of beer.

This was also brought back by people sent to Montenegro, and eating hot pot has gradually become the norm for families of northern gentry.

""Taiping Qingling", Brother Baodian is usually reluctant to let us take a look, but now he wants to give it to that kid for free?" Zhang Liangben's appetite aroused by the wine and meat suddenly disappeared, and he said in surprise.

It seems that if Zhang Bao doesn't give him a reasonable reason, he will go and recover Zhang Jiao.

"You just sit down and eat honestly! We'll eat less after one meal." Zhang Bao advised.

"Why are you so discouraged?" Zhang Liang said in confusion.

"The old fairy Nanhua has come to find my elder brother." Zhang Bao looked at the rolling soup in the hot pot with a straight look.

"This old guy is not dead yet?" Zhang Liang said in surprise.

"You and I die, he can't die." Zhang Bao chewed the food in his mouth expressionlessly.

"What did he say to his elder brother?" Zhang Liang asked again.

"Man has three disasters and six disasters, and there are also heavens. We are here for the best. This time, when the Heavenly Gate is opened, there will be people who go against the heavens coming out of the Heavenly Gate. This thief God, in order to continue to control all things in the world, will definitely make a big move." Zhang Bao repeated the original words of the old immortal Nanhua.

"Do you believe these words?" Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Baodao with disbelief.

"I believe half of it, but my elder brother believes everything. He said that if a person who defies the heavens appears, then a son of the God-selected will be born. The three brothers are just insignificant pawns in the war between these two people." Zhang Bao came to his senses and looked at Zhang Liangdao.

"Brother wants to go against the will of heaven, so, this so-called chosen son is our enemy. Did that old man say who the chosen son is the chosen son?" Zhang Liang asked again.

Zhang Bao shook his head and said, "No, except for the man who came out of the Heavenly Gate, he would definitely go against the heavenly beings. Anyone in this world who wants to follow the destiny may be the son of the God."

"This..." Zhang Liang was so depressed that he didn't know what to say.

In the past, he only thought that his three brothers would recruit soldiers, rebel against the court, and overthrow the emperor's rule. Now it seems that it is not that simple.
Chapter completed!