Zhang Changde was born in the army, and he is naturally extremely familiar with the affairs of soldiers.

The armor displayed by Ji Lie is simple and heavy, and the cold light is overflowing.

Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that it is extremely sophisticated.

"This ...... Is this the armor created by Lu craftsmen? ”

Zhang Changde muttered to himself.

He knew that Ji Lie had instructed Lu Ban to build the armor, but he didn't expect that the armor would be so sophisticated.

"Yes, Changdeok can put it on and try it out."

Ji Lie said with a smile.

"How can such a good soldier make it?"

Zhang Changde hurriedly waved his hand, he thought that this armor was for Ji Lie's own use.

But Ji Lie shook his head and smiled,

"It's built for Changde, how can you not do it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Changde was immediately pleasantly surprised.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back his love for this armor.

"Then the subordinates will be disrespectful!"

Zhang Changde's excited heart, trembling hands, carefully put on the Mingguang armor.

Although he has seen the sophistication of the Mingguang armor, it is a different feeling when he really wears it on his body.

Compared with the armor of the world, the Mingguang armor is undoubtedly much lighter.

Zhang Changde moved and did not feel any restrictions at all.

When he was fully dressed, just standing there revealed a heavy sense of oppression!

Zhang Changde picked up the Tang Hengdao on the side again.

The blade is straight and straight, the cold light is shining, and you can see that it is extremely sharp at a glance!

He raised his horizontal knife, looked at the wooden stake that Ji Lie had prepared in advance, and took a deep breath.

There was a loud shout, and the waist and horse were united.

The horizontal knife in his hand, with lightning speed, slashed diagonally towards the stake.

Only a slight "click" was heard, and the stake was easily split in two like tofu!

Looking at the smooth notch, and the unscathed horizontal knife in his hand, Zhang Changde was dumbfounded.

Compared with Mingguang Armor and Tang Hengdao, the high-level armor he used on weekdays and sent down from the imperial court was simply relied on to reply!

Seeing Zhang Changde's shocked expression, Ji Lie couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.

Joke.

The thirteen armors of the Tang Dynasty, Mingguang armor is the first.

Among the four Tang knives, although the Mo knife is the most famous, it is only suitable for battlefield fighting.

The horizontal sword is used as a saber for the government service, the fast catcher, and the royal forest army, and is most suitable for small-scale battles.

It is no exaggeration to say that the thirteen armors of the Tang Dynasty and the four Tang swords have laid the supreme Tang Dynasty of all nations!

"It's just a pity, now that there is not enough iron, we can only create another three hundred pairs of armor at most."

Ji Lie shook his head and said with some regret.

In the final analysis, iron was controlled by the imperial court.

Buy a little iron to build armor, and it won't attract attention.

But if you want to trade on a large scale, it is easy for the government to detect it.

Not to mention that there is Gongsun He eyeing him, if he really catches the handle and stabs him to the court, it will be troublesome.

In the fiefdom of Youguo, there are still several iron mines.

When Ji Lie really controls the fiefdom, then he can build armor on a large scale and assemble it for the guards.

"Three hundred pairs is enough!"

Zhang Changde was a little overjoyed, nodded heavily, and said,

"As long as there are three hundred of this kind of armor, even if there are three thousand black mountain thieves, the subordinates will never take it seriously!"

"That's good."

Ji Lie smiled and nodded.

After the two talked again, Zhang Changde retired with Mingguang armor as if he had obtained a treasure.

Not long after he left, Laifu walked in with Yang Dehou.

"My subordinates have seen the prince!"

After being responsible for finding out information for the palace, Yang Dehou can also be regarded as Ji Lie's subordinate, so he no longer calls himself a villain.

After a pleasant exchange between the two, Yang Dehou took out a wooden box and opened it, revealing a thick pile of paper.

"Recently, according to the orders of the prince, my subordinates have been secretly buying fields."

"500,000 yuan of silver, which has already cost a lot, has purchased almost 20,000 acres."

"These are the title deeds, but most of these fields are middle and low-class, and they are not good land."

Regarding Zhang Changde's words, Ji Lie had expected it.

Those scholars who eat people and don't spit out bones must have held the fertile land in their hands for a long time, so how could they sell it to the outside?

"It's hard work for Yang Dong's family."

Ji Lie bowed slightly, and then commanded,

"By the way, there is one more thing Lonely, I want to ask Yang Dongjia for help."

"The prince said it directly."

"From tomorrow, please ask Yang Dongjia to help release the rumors, and say that the palace has recruited people to come to cultivate the king's field."

"We only harvest 30% of the output every year, and we don't want anything else."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Dehou couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Thirty percent output, isn't that too little?"

"It is less that can achieve the goal of loneliness."

Ji Lie smiled slightly.

……

Now the autumn is high and cool, the autumn harvest has just ended, and the autumn planting has not yet begun.

Many idle people were gathering at the gate of the city to chat.

At this moment, an old farmer with a dark complexion suddenly said in a low voice,

"Oh, you know, the palace is recruiting people to cultivate the king's fields."

"So what, let's plant a good one for the Gongsun family, do you want to go over?"

"That's it, unless the rent over there is less, I'm too lazy to run."

The rest of the people were unimpressed.

"Hey, you're right!"

The old farmer smiled mysteriously,

"The palace only harvests thirty percent of the output, and other than that, don't want anything else!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but feel a commotion.

"Zun Du fake Dudu?"

"Don't lie to us, how can you only collect 30%?"

In today's Youzhou, land annexation is extremely serious.

Those wealthy families occupy more than ninety percent of the land.

Those who lost their fields had no choice but to serve as tenants for the nobles.

They have worked hard for a year, and most of the harvest has to be handed in.

The little food rations left behind can barely sustain the family.

Once something happens, the people can't deal with it at all, so they can only sell themselves into slavery for the scholars.

In addition, if there is any kind of labor of the noble families, they must also obey.

Otherwise, they would have no land to cultivate.

So when they heard the old farmer's words, everyone's first reaction was that they felt that he was talking nonsense.

"Such a good thing to tell you, and you still doubt me!"

"People like you can't even catch up with the heat when they eat!"

The old farmer smiled disdainfully,

"Well, if you don't believe it, you can go to Gao Laozhuang outside the city to have a look."

"I heard about the people of the palace, so I recruited people there!"

As soon as he spoke, he staggered away, leaving behind a group of farmers who looked at each other.

"Why don't we go and have a look?"

"I think it's feasible, it's a big deal to run for nothing."

"But if it's really only 30% of the output, then let's plant a fart for the Gongsun family!"

"That's it!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

As one of them took the lead, the rest of the people also followed closely behind him, heading towards Gao Laozhuang.