Chapter 11: Zhang Lang's Plan
The lady stood by the window on the second floor of Jubao Zhai, looked at the slowly departing carriage, and said to a girl beside her: "Qingluan, call 'Shadow' to find out the identity of this person." ”
The girl known as Qingluan immediately clenched her fists and turned away.
Zhang Lang sat on the cushion of the carriage, in a good mood, only feeling the spring breeze on his face, and his whole body was comfortable.
The harvest of this trip to Jubao Zhai greatly exceeded Zhang Lang's expectations, he did not expect that the handicrafts he brought that are ordinary in modern society can be sold at such a sky-high price, which is more than ten times higher than his previous best estimate!
Zhang Lang glanced at Fei Fu and threw the three pieces of 200,000 yuan each in his hand to Fei Fu.
Fei Fu was surprised and looked at Zhang Lang in puzzlement.
Zhang Lang smiled: "All this money is handed over to you to manage." ”
Fei Xi was stunned for a moment, and then her heart swelled with infinite excitement, she didn't care about the money, but because Childe trusted her so much!
hesitated for a moment, but pushed the three letters in front of Zhang Lang and said, "The slave is stupid, don't dare, don't dare to take on such a heavy responsibility!" ”
Zhang Lang pushed the three letters back, and said, "I've already decided, don't shirk!" ”
Seeing Zhang Lang's insistence, Feixu still felt a little panicked in his heart, but he still accepted it.
Zhang Lang raised his voice and said to the royal hand outside: "Go to the blacksmith shop of the iron dragon!" ”
Mite replied and continued on his way. The carriage drove down the street slowly, and after turning a few street corners, it came to the blacksmith's shop in the iron cage.
Tielong heard that Zhang Lang was coming, and hurried out to greet him. Seeing Zhang Lang coming, he hurriedly bowed: "I don't know if the fourth prince is far away, I hope you will forgive me!" ”
Zhang Lang stepped forward to help Tie Long and glanced at Fei Su, who immediately carried a heavy money bag and put it on a wooden table next to Tie Long's hand.
Zhang Lang said: "This is a thousand yuan. You take inventory. ”
When Tie Long heard this, he was a little surprised. didn't count the money bags, and hurriedly hugged his fist at Zhang Lang and said, "Thank you, Fourth Prince!" It's just that the iron spear only costs 500 yuan, why did the fourth prince ......? ”
Zhang Lang smiled, pointed at Zhang Yeyu who was standing beside Zhang He, and said, "Because I want you to make another iron spear for my sister in Yeyu." ”
Zhang Yeyu suddenly saw such a scene, and couldn't help but blush, looking like he didn't know what to do.
Tielong glanced at Zhang Yeyu'er, smiled, patted his chest and said, "Although the fourth prince can rest assured, the villain will definitely build this iron spear as soon as possible!" ……”
Zhang He hurriedly hugged his fists at Zhang Lang and said, "How can you let the fourth prince break the bill again!" This ......"
Zhang Lang waved his hand and said, "You are all my subordinates, it is normal for me to send you something, there is no need to postpone!" ”
When Zhang He saw Zhang Lang say this, he was grateful. Turning his head to Zhang Yeyu, he said, "Little sister, don't hurry up and say goodbye to Gongye Xie!" ”
Zhang Yeyu raised his head and glanced at Zhang Lang, and hurriedly stepped forward to thank him. Zhang Lang helped Zhang Yeyu up and said with a smile; "We are all a family, so we don't have to be so polite!" Zhang Yeyu glanced at Zhang Lang, and a hint of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Tie Long came forward to ask Zhang Yeyu about the style and weight of the iron spear, and finally Zhang Lang and his party said goodbye to Tie Long and went home.
On the way, Zhang Lang couldn't help but think: Now that he has money, he is worthy of his name. But what exactly should you do as a gentleman?
As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Lang couldn't help but be stunned. To be honest, it's really a little difficult for him to be a gentleman, he really doesn't know what to do as a gentleman?
After thinking about it, Zhang Lang couldn't help but feel confused. Thinking of the time when there was nothing to do in the future, fear rose in my heart.
His face turned pale, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. At this moment, the sonorous sound that seemed to be metal colliding entered Zhang Lang's ears.
Zhang Lang's heart moved, and he couldn't help but open the curtain of the car to look for the sound. Just in time I saw a patrol running past the carriage.
Zhang Lang's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he finally thought of what he should do.
Hurriedly asked Fei Xu: "Fei Xu, as a son, can I have my own army?" ”
Fei Xu was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "Although Childe's father is the lord, but Childe has no official position but cannot lead the army!" ……”
Seeing Zhang Lang frowning, he hurriedly said, "However, as a son, you can recruit your own guards." ……”
Zhang Lang rekindled hope in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "How many guards can I recruit?" ”
Fei Xi thought about it, shook his head and said, "This, the slave and maid are not very clear. However, as far as the slave maid knows, there are more than 3,000 guards in the mansion of the eldest prince, and although the guards of the second and third princes are not as many as those of the eldest prince, there are more than 2,000 people! ……”
Zhang He said: "As far as my subordinates know, the princes of various places have their own private soldiers, which are generally called the princes' guards.
And the lords of the various places do not impose any restrictions on this matter, but they will not allocate special funds, so the number of guards that the sons of the lords of various places can have depends entirely on the strength he has.
It is more common for Childe's maternal family to take out money and resources to support Childe and help Childe form a guard. I think this is also the case with Childe's three elder brothers nine times out of ten. ”
Zhang Lang nodded thoughtfully and said with a smile: "That's fine." He slapped his face and said excitedly: "Let's start this matter immediately!" ”
Later that day, there was a sudden buzz in a relatively spacious area of South Street, where many people and homeless people gathered.
I saw Zhang He standing on a stone pier, and shouted loudly to the surrounding people and displaced people: "I am the fourth son of Yuan Gong, and I am specially ordered by the fourth prince to come to inform the elders of the villagers in the city.
Our son wants to recruit guards and family members from the people, and anyone who is interested can sign up! ”
When the people around heard this, they immediately started talking. A middle-aged man said with a suspicious expression: "Fourth son? Isn't there only three sons in the lord? Where did the fourth son come from? ”
An old man next to him said as if offering a treasure: "You are lonely and unheard of!" The fourth son of the lord and father only recently recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, no wonder you haven't heard of it! ”
The middle-aged man didn't care, and sneered: "This son has never heard of it before, he must be a concubine, or even a lower status, maybe his mother is just a slave!"
Such a son, I'm afraid he won't be able to get the attention of the lord, isn't it a pearl to invest in his mansion? In addition, this son definitely doesn't have much money, so I'm afraid that he will be hungry! ”
Many people around and many homeless people were eager to try, but after hearing his words, they all showed hesitation.