I really don't want to lose the country

"Three gangs and ten associations! Desperadoes." Ye Qing murmured:

"Whether it's people from the imperial court or the government, people generally dare not intervene, and they are afraid of farming workshops and avoid them in a hurry."

"His Royal Highness, is it true? It can be said that the agricultural workshop is a microcosm of the entire empire, and the sword, light and sword are more fierce and dangerous than the battlefield." Zhang Yi analyzed:

"However, although there are dangers here, there are also opportunities. Your Highness does not have the support of generals, civil servants, and aristocratic families. If you can use the farming workshop as a benchmark and gain the support of people in the world, even if you can't compete for the position in the future, you can still be a comfortable person. Prince, look at the world with a smile."

Bright lights flashed in Ye Qing's eyes.

I don't have a backer, if I can gather the power of Jianghu, then I am also qualified to compete for that position.

Think about the old Zhu, who started with a bowl, didn't he first rely on the power of the rivers and lakes to start his business, and finally restored the clothes of the Han family, and became the king of the Ninth and Five Dynasties.

"If Your Highness agrees, Zhang Yi is willing to persuade the three gangs and ten associations with a body of eight feet and a three-inch tongue, so as to help His Highness unify the agricultural workshop and establish the foundation of everything." Zhang Yi bowed heavily with both hands.

Ye Qing raised his hands full of emotion and said, "Haifeng has worked hard like this. If the event is successful, the name of Haifeng will be passed down to the great Zhou Dynasty, and it will last for thousands of years."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Zhang Yi straightened up.

He wanted to go out of the house to help Ye Qing recruit the Three Gangs and Ten Associations, but at this time Ye Qing saw Huanhuan, who looked like a diligent little bee, cleaning up the debris in the mansion, so he stopped Zhang Yi and said:

"Haifeng and so on, I have 50 taels of silver here, you spend it first, part of it is for you to make your outfit, and part of it is for you to recruit a few servants by the way, although this mansion is not big, it still needs some people work!"

"It's Your Highness!" Zhang Yi took the money, glanced casually at Huanhuan, the maid, and suddenly felt warm in her heart.

If His Highness cared so much for a servant, his heart would definitely be the same.

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Chu Palace!

Ye Mao ran back in a state of embarrassment, gnashing his teeth when he thought of the blow he received in front of the farming workshop.

He failed to intercept and beat Ye Qing, but was humiliated instead.

When did he, the majestic king of Chu, suffer such humiliation?

He had always bullied Ye Qing, and now Ye Qing bullied him in turn.

"If you don't avenge this revenge, I swear that you will not be a human being. Ye Qing, you bastard, I will definitely let you die."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Ye Mao slapped the table heavily.

At this time, someone came to report: "My lord, Mr. Mu Jiu is here!"

"Mu Jiu is here, let him in." Ye Mao was furious, although Mu Jiu was his counselor, but he didn't speak a respectful tone.

Mu Jiu also knew Ye Mao's temper, so he came in and said, "My lord is annoyed about the matter before the farming workshop."

As a counselor, when he came here, he used his experience to find out and ask the people in Chu Palace, and he knew about Ye Mao's slap in the face.

Ye Mao said: "That's right, the former king of the farming workshop accidentally fell for Ye Qing's bastard. I didn't expect that he secretly found a particularly brave dead man, so he suffered a disadvantage. Now the king wants Ye Qing Die, what can you do."

If this is the case, Mu Jiu already had a draft in his stomach, and blurted out:

"My lord! That farm workshop is not a good place to go. The three gangs and ten associations in it are all desperadoes with white knives in and red knives out. Although Ye Qing secretly recruited a dead man, but in the farm workshop What kind of.

There is no need for us to act, the people of the three gangs and ten associations will try their best to eradicate him. "

"So the prince doesn't have to be angry with a dead person, the prince should accumulate more strength." Mu Jiu persuaded.

Ye Mao lost most of his anger upon hearing this.

"That's right, the agricultural workshop is not so easy to enter, let alone Ye Qing, who has no power, no influence and no support, even if other people go in, they have to peel off their skins before they can get out." Ye Mao knew that there were three workshops in Chang'an. None of the government servants dared to enter, and even the generals of the patrol battalion did not dare to provoke them easily.

The emperor sent Ye Qing to the farming workshop, probably because he wanted to use the three gangs and ten clubs inside to kill this bastard.

It is definitely true that Ye Qing is a stain on the emperor. As Ye Zhen, who has a good face and wants to leave a glorious image in history, Ye Qing's death is a better way to end it.

Thinking of Ye Qing being so unpopular with the emperor, Ye Mao felt much better.

However, he was still a little dissatisfied and said: "Tell me, can this guy survive by luck? If he directly joins the Three Gangs and Ten Guilds, wouldn't it be more difficult to kill him?"

"My lord, even if Ye Qing wants to join the Three Gangs and Ten Guilds, would they dare to accept them? Besides, many of them are desperadoes wanted by the imperial court. There should be many people who want to kill Ye Qing to vent their anger. With Ye Qing's ability, he can even If you stay alive, you will be able to avoid several times of plotting." Mu Jiu didn't expect that the dandy Ye Mao could think of this question, and after thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and said:

"I dare say that someone will kill his mansion tonight and kill him in the middle of the night, so the prince need not worry too much."

"Okay! Your analysis is right. The king is waiting for the news of his decapitation after dawn tomorrow." Hearing this, Ye Mao completely calmed down his anger, and the banter in his eyes and the sneer on his face became stronger.

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Great Zhou Empire!

Chang'an City Tai Chi Palace!

Imperial study room!

Ye Zhen, the emperor of the empire, had just put down his pen after correcting the last memorial, and asked inadvertently:

"How's the farmyard going?"

A man in casual clothes who had been waiting in the side room respectfully came over to report:

"Returning to Your Majesty, Zhang Rang sent the sixth prince to the agricultural workshop according to his majesty's wishes, but... But something happened, His Royal Highness Chu went down to intercept him. The guards brought by Wang and the guards of the imperial army brought by Zhang Rang were all knocked to the ground."

"Well! There are other things!"

Obviously Ye Zhen was a little surprised.

The sixth son who has the least sense of existence, someone helped him just after leaving the palace.

Moreover, the person who made the attack was so fierce that neither the Prince of Chu's mansion nor the guards in the palace could beat one person.

The corner of Ye Zhen's mouth inadvertently curled up:

"interesting!"

"Your Majesty, do you want to change the plan?" the casually dressed man asked cautiously.

Ye Zhen said: "No, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, born in the royal family, you must make due contributions to the royal family at any time, I didn't raise him for 14 years for nothing."

"No!" The man in casual clothes made a promise, then bowed and retreated to the side room.

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Farming Workshop!

The sky was getting dark, and Zhang Yi didn't come back when the curtain ended.