Summon players, rebuild Dawei

After getting the order, Ziming went to the side hall next door to invite someone, and after a while, Xie Yin stepped over the threshold and walked in slowly.

He didn't wear an official uniform today, nor did he wear his fairy-like regular clothes, but a large and thick vermilion gown.

That robe is as magnificent and gorgeous as the morning glow, dotted with stretched and elegant white cloud patterns, which sets off the figure of the wearer to become taller and slender, with a handsome and radiant face, dignified and dignified as if walking out of an ancient painting A person who attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

Even though Tao Ke repeatedly reminded himself to be cautious when meeting Shangguan, he couldn't help but look straight at this moment, staring blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Shu knew that her goal was probably achievable.

Yes, the business he wants to do is not some screen embroidery, but the cloth brocade produced by the textile factory.

Although the screen is unique in style, the output is really low. It took Xiuge a full month to complete the six-leaf screen core alone, and it can only be sold through high-end products.

Relatively speaking, although the production efficiency of brocade is also very low, it is still faster than embroidery, and there is also high-yield ordinary silk cloth.

After the textile factory successfully weaved brocade with Hualou loom, the factory manager Li Fen came to the government and said that he would use the first piece of brocade weaved to make him a suit of clothes.

She said it nicely to thank the government for their support, but Jiang Shu understood her real purpose, which was to use her status as a sheriff to make a living advertisement for the brocade.

Jiang Shu wanted to help her with this. After all, the textile factory is also an industry invested by the government, so it is best to help promote it.

But the brocade vermilion color is beautiful, it is too strong for him, Jiang Shu, who likes a light style, thought it was difficult to control, so he simply asked Li Fen to make a set for Xie Min.

Anyway, in terms of advertising effect, both of them wear similar clothes.

Xie Yin's dressing style is so changeable, Jiang Shu blindly believes that the other party will be able to control this style!

And the fact is indeed the case, Xie Yin really suppressed the flashy and luxurious atmosphere of this suit by virtue of his unique cold temperament.

In future generations, it will be a god-level seller show who can grow countless grasses with a single picture!

Xie Yin didn't know that he had become a model invisibly, so he asked Jiang Shu, "Brother, do you need me?"

Jiang Shu nodded with a peaceful smile: "Brother Xie, please stay here for a while."

Immediately he got up and walked to Xie Min's side, pulled up his sleeves and turned towards Tao Ke, saying: "Guan Tao, what do you think of this material?"

Xie Min turned his head suddenly, glanced at his pulled up sleeves, then raised his eyes to the young man beside him, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tao Ke was suddenly asked by his name, and then he slowly came back to his senses, his eyes stayed on the shiny and gorgeous material for a long time, and he praised: "It's like clouds, it's extremely luxurious, this material is very beautiful!"

Jiang Shu let go, and helped Xie Yin straighten his sleeves, and asked, "Is there a market for silk in such a variety of colors when transported to Yizhou?"

"That's natural, the nobles will definitely like it!" Tao Ke said in a firm tone.

He was lucky enough to have seen brocades from the Southland, with exquisite patterns and rich colors, they were deeply loved by the noble families in Yizhou, and they were sold out every time they were delivered.

Although the pattern of this Miryang brocade is not as dense and gorgeous as the Nandi brocade, it is only sparsely arranged and embellished, but it looks more precious and elegant, with a unique solemn and classical beauty.

Tao Ke didn't expect that he would get such a windfall just because he came to buy wine for the master's house, and he was extremely excited.

Hearing that Jiang Shu intends to use this brocade to open up business routes, he took the initiative to ask: "Mayor, where are these silks and silks sold?"

Jiang Shu waited for him to ask this question, and said, "Go to the textile factory in Yanqi, and someone will welcome you there."

Tao Ke immediately cupped his hands and thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your suggestion."

Having said that, the cooperation between the two has been initially reached.

Afterwards, Tao Ke, who was reminded, was taken out by the guards to fetch wine.

Jiang Shuwei breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he helped to find a market for the cloth, and whether it can be negotiated depends on the management of the textile factory.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to work, a calm voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Uncle."

Jiang Shu came back to his senses suddenly, raised his eyes to meet Xie Min's slightly cold gaze, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

"If you don't explain, why did you give me this robe?"

Jiang Shu smiled without embarrassment and said, "Of course it's because, except Brother Xie, no one can wear it so handsomely and handsomely!"

It's not a lie, after all, that's what he really thinks in his heart.

"Is it?"

"Hmm." Jiang Shu nodded heavily and looked at him with sincere eyes.

Xie Yin looked at him for a moment, then retracted his eyes, and said with a little helplessness in his tone, "I will trust you this time."

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In the evening, the autumn wind was rustling, and the city was bleak.

Several young and strong men in thin cloth climbed up the city wall carrying heavy earth and stones. The ramp was steep, and the slave laborers walked cautiously, with red faces and profuse sweat.

Suddenly, one of the people's legs and feet began to tremble, and after walking a few steps, he was exhausted and fell to his knees on the ground. Suddenly, the supervisor's whip mercilessly waved down.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Three lashes beat his back and thighs torn apart, but the slave laborer didn't make any sound, lying on the ground as if he had lost consciousness.

The Xiongnu overseer cursed bad luck, pointed to a person behind in line: "You, drag him to the shed."

The man behind seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing. He put down the pole and basket without saying a word, carried the unconscious slave laborer on his shoulders, walked steadily down the city wall, and went to the wooden shed surrounded by a fence at the edge corner.

After entering the shed, Liu Jin found an empty place and slowly put the person down on the ground.

After a whole day, there were already more than a dozen slave laborers lying in the shed who were either exhausted or bruised from being whipped by the Huns. Liu Jin glanced at the dying companions around him. A hint of sadness.

With a long sigh, he was about to get up and go back to work when the slave worker who had just been put on the ground suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his clothes.

"Eh? Dude, don't go yet."

Liu Jin was stunned for a moment, and looked down, only to see that the half-dead slave labor just now not only looked sober, but also had extraordinarily energetic eyes, not at all as if he had just been whipped three times.

"Are you all right?"

"It's not completely fine." Xiong Bing noticed his body temperature gradually cooling down, sat up quickly, exchanged points for a few blood-enriching pills and swallowed them, complaining: "Damn this little boss attacked a real cow, three Whip Lao Tzu's health bar is half empty."

Liu Jin saw that he took out a few pills out of nowhere, and after taking them, his face became much rosier, and he couldn't help becoming vigilant.

It is absolutely impossible for the migrant worker who was arrested to repair the city wall to have such a good thing hidden on his body, and it is even more impossible for him to have such a lively look. Liu Jin was suspicious and asked, "Who are you?"

"Dude, don't get excited, I'm here to save you." Xiong Bing said, observing the surroundings carefully, and said softly: "I have been observing you for several days, and according to my intuition, I think you must have some special identity , Brother, to be honest, you are not an ordinary citizen, are you?"

Liu Jin frowned: "Don't make random guesses."

"Don't get excited, I'm really here to save you." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xiong Bing took out a soldier card from his crotch: "Look, what is this?"

"This is... the badge of our army!" Liu Jin suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Are you a soldier from Xunzhou?"

"No, no, no," Xiong Bing shook his finger first, then nodded, "Oh no, geographically speaking, I am indeed a Xunzhou soldier, but I am not in the same batch as you, I joined later."

"Why on earth do you have this military badge?"

Xiong Bing patted his arm to calm him down, and then said: "You know the news that Miryang was taken back, right?"

Liu Jin nodded his head.

"I am a warrior who participated in the battle to seize the city of Miryang." Xiongbing unconsciously puffed out his chest. At this time, he caught a glimpse of a Hun soldier passing by in the distance from the corner of his eyes. He immediately shrank his body and said in a low voice, "There is no Safety, let me make a long story short, our brother Shu, who is now the boss of Miryang, intends to take back all the land around here. We are spies who have been arranged to carry out secret missions. This nameplate was handed over by Qin Yusheng, the son of your Qin governor. our."

Liu Jin was stunned and aphasic, and after a long pause, he said hoarsely: "Mr. Erlang is still alive?"

"Not only is he alive, but he also became the principal in Miryang. It was his proposal to go to the city to contact you." Xiong Bing tried to express his purpose clearly: "One of our secret missions is to gather the former Xunzhou army, and Miryang's army should attack the city gate together, let me ask you, are there any other companions of yours in Xunxian City?"

Liu Jin was silent for a while, and turned his gaze to his side.

Immediately, Xiong Bing heard a voice suddenly and faintly behind his ears.

"I'm."

Xiong Bing trembled all over, and when he turned his head, he saw the boy lying on his right hand opened his eyes at some point.

"Damn it, when did you wake up?"

The boy smiled shyly: "Always awake."

Immediately after him, there were another sound from the surroundings.

"I'm."

"Me too."

"All of us are."

Xiong Bing looked around and saw the former Xunzhou soldiers protruding like turtles around him, and couldn't help complaining: "There are so many, are you having a party?"

Liu Jin didn't know what "party" meant, but he could roughly guess what he meant, and replied: "To be honest, these are brothers in my team. I originally planned to send them out of the city by feigning death. It was an accident to meet you."

From the inside and outside meaning of these words, it seems that he wants to deal with his accident.

Xiong Bing suddenly lost his previous momentum and asked: "Then are you going to leave now?"

Liu Jin asked: "Just now you said that the Miryang county magistrate wants to regain the lost land?"

"To be precise, it's the prefect of Xingjun, the prefect of Jiang." Xiong Bing corrected him.

"How many soldiers and horses do you have?"

"Less than two thousand."

"You want to seize the city with less than two thousand?"

"Don't look down on people. When we captured Miyang City, we killed 200 enemies with 1000 people. In the Battle of Bailanxing a while ago, we only used 200 people to stop the Xiongnu's [-] reinforcements."

Liu Jin hesitated: "Is this really true?"

Xiongbing snorted: "Otherwise, why do you think the Huns withdrew their troops? Of course it was because they were afraid of our Miryang army!"

Liu Jin frowned. Although it sounded fake, he had indeed heard the news that Miryang was taken back overnight by Wei Jun.

Noticing the earnest eyes of the brothers around him, and then glancing at the Xunzhou military badge in the opponent's hand, Liu Jin slowly clenched his fists, hesitated for a long time, and finally made a decision: "If Prefect Jiang can really regain the lost land in Xunzhou, I will I hope to help him!"