Empire's Summoning Generals System

I asked again: "Selling pearls and jade, or how many times the profit?" My father said: "Hundred times."

I was asking: "How many times can the profit be gained by setting up a monarch of a country?" My father said: "Innumerable.""

Lu Buwei looked at his adopted daughter and said: "Cultivating land and doing business, although they have firepower, are only small benefits. Only supporting a monarch and establishing a country is a great benefit, so I gave up my hometown's property for my father and came to this city of Beiping. "

But the woman had some doubts: "Father, if you want to support a prince, shouldn't you choose a weak prince? Why do you want to come to Beiping? This son of His Royal Highness Han heard that he has a strong army and a strong horse. Land of the Seven States!"

"My son, you can have such insights, and you are worthy of your father's earnest teaching. If it was seven or eight years ago, supporting a weak prince, relying on your father's ability to occupy a corner of this world, there is absolutely no problem. Yes, but it’s no longer possible, now that all the princes have become powerful, and all the families under their command occupy important positions, as a father and as a merchant, they will definitely be squeezed out and have no chance to meet.”

Lu Buwei stroked his beard gently and continued: "In today's world, His Royal Highness the Duke of Han has already occupied the seven states in the world. With the Duke of Han's wisdom and martial arts, and the strength of all the officials under his command, it will not be difficult to unify the world. Without unification, it is very easy to occupy the seven states as one kingdom and last for three or five generations. Since we cannot choose the weakest, then we can only choose the strongest. At least we will not end up being attacked by the enemy in the future. A matter of death and family destruction."

The woman was still a little puzzled, and asked with a frown: "As my father said, His Royal Highness Han is wise and powerful, and his civil and martial arts are also well-known heroes. How can he get a high position under Han Gong's command, and even become a marquis? ?”

"My silly daughter!"

Lu Buwei looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Isn't there you? You are my rare product!"

"Me? What can the child do to help the father?"

A trace of doubt appeared on the woman's face.

Lu Buwei smiled and said: "Everyone says that His Royal Highness Han is extraordinary, but everyone knows His only weakness is lust. There are dozens of beautiful concubines in the mansion, and the number of heirs is unknown. .And my daughter, your appearance is something that the moon in the sky will be ashamed of after seeing it, so my father decided to find an opportunity to send you to Duke Han..."

Lu Buwei paused for a moment, and then said: "You must know that Duke Han is in his prime, and he will not give birth to a son easily. When you give birth to an heir for Duke Han, as a father, you will do everything you can to help him become the Duke's heir. How easy is it for the son to ascend the throne, and to confer the title of Marquis and worship the Prime Minister for his father!"

The woman is ignorant, her adoptive father is kind to her in nurturing her, and now she can serve her adoptive father, of course she is very happy, this is also to repay her foster father's kindness in nurturing her.

The woman said: "The child obeys the father's order!"

"it is good!"

Lu Buwei nodded and said: "My son, go and rest! I have to supervise them to work as a father!"

"That kid will leave!"

The woman nodded and returned to her room surrounded by the maids.

Lu Buwei looked at the busy crowd and murmured in his heart: "Liu De likes beautiful women. Once the monarch is lustful, he is like a knife that scrapes bones. How many people can live for a long time? Hehehehe..."

......

As an envoy, Jian Yong hurried all the way and finally entered Xizhou three months later. Zhao Yun drove his horse to Jian Yong, and said to Jian Yong: "Master Jian, this place is three miles away from Bai Dudu's hometown county." Ten miles."

"Thirty miles?"

Jian Yong looked up at the sky and asked, "Keep up, can you reach the county before nightfall?"

Zhao Yun said affirmatively: "One of his subordinates is an elite white horse righteous follower. If he speeds up his horsepower, he will definitely be able to reach the county, but I'm afraid it will be hard for Lord Jane."

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Jian Yong waved his hands and laughed loudly: "It's okay, when I fought with His Highness in the four fields, how many storms and waves have I never seen? How can I be able to travel day and night?"

Zhao Yun immediately cupped his hands and said, "Although my lord is a scribe, I admire you for having such courage!"

Jian Yong hurriedly waved his hands and said: "But General Zhao should not be praised so much, we are all serving His Highness, in order to establish a truly peaceful world, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, no longer have to endure the pain of war, and can also be free from the pain of wives and wives. The pain of the separation of children, the destruction of families..."

After Zhao Yun heard this, he also felt emotional, and said to Jian Yong: "This is exactly the responsibility of our generation of warriors!"

Jian Yong smiled slightly, stroked his beard and nodded.

The crowd hurried and finally arrived at the county where the Bai Qi clan was located, and before that, Zhao Yun had sent an envoy to notify the county, and the old master of the Bai family had also sent the Bai clan's relatives to wait outside the city gate.

Jian Yong struggled to get off the horse with the help of the guards. Although what he said on the way was quite righteous, but for Jian Yong, a scribe who hadn't been with the army for several years, his inner thighs had already been worn out.

However, Jian Yong represents Han Gong Liu De. Although it is difficult to walk, he can't lose his momentum, but it is clear that the Bai family did not underestimate this Lord Jian.

The standard for welcoming Jian Yong is very high.

Bai Zhan, the youngest son of the old man of the Bai family, was waiting outside the city in person. When he saw Jian Yong, who was moving a bit slowly, he hurried forward a few steps, cupped his hands and said to Jian Yong: "Bai Zhan pays his respects to Master Jian!"

"General Bai, hurry up and get up!"

Although Jian Yong did not stick to etiquette, of course he knew how to measure it on some important occasions, so he quickly supported Bai Zhan's arm and responded.

Bai Zhan looked at the scribe in front of him, and knew that this person was Liu De's most trusted confidant, and even Liu De's clan members were not so highly valued.

Bai Zhan apologized to Jian Yong: "Master Jian, my father is already 80 years old this year, and he has limited mobility. He was unable to go out of the city to meet him in person. Please forgive me."

"Bai Gong is an elder, how can an elder welcome a younger generation?"

Jian Yong said: "You should visit Bai Gong before going down, and ask General Bai to lead the way."

"Sir, please!"

Bai Zhan invited Jian Yong.

Then he led Jian Yong and Zhao Yun to the White Mansion, and Zhao Yun's Baima Yicong also camped outside the city against the city wall.

When Bai Zhan saw Bai Ma Yi's military appearance and his murderous intent, he was a little shocked, so he said to Zhao Yun: "General Zhao's soldiers have strict discipline, I really admire it."

"Don't dare!"

Zhao Yun also clasped his hands and praised: "Speaking of which, the first chief officer of Baima Yicong was Dudu Bai. Dudu Bai is good at training soldiers and has a clear military discipline. It's just Yu Ze who received Dudu Bai's favor!"

"I see!"

Bai Zhan suddenly said.

When Bai Zhan led Jian Yong and Zhao Yun into the mansion, he met a woman walking over with a few maids holding swaddling clothes.

Seeing Bai Zhan, the woman hurriedly bowed and said, "Fourth young master!"

"Nurse Zhao."

Bai Zhan nodded slightly, leaned over, teased the baby in the swaddle, then waved the woman away.

Jian Yong stepped forward and said, "Could this child be the heir of some general?"

Bai Zhan looked at the curious Jian Yong, and explained: "This is my fifth younger brother, just two years old! He was a little weak when he was born."

Jian Yong was in a daze for a while, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the woman's leaving figure, then he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Bai Gong is really old and strong!"

Bai Zhan could only shake his head and smile wryly.

My father is really strong in this area, and I am often teased by my friends because of this.

Jian Yong and Zhao Yun followed Bai Zhan to the lobby. The 80-year-old Bai family old man Bai Xun leaned on a cane and stood up tremblingly with the support of others.