Chapter 130 I May Not Step on It, but You Must Kneel

Because of the complicated affairs in Zhuangzi, Zhao Lang returned to the saltworks a day later than originally scheduled.

And Zhao Lang told the slave that the female snitch would go there again.

For other slaves, it was good news, but for that slave, it was disaster.

If it was me, I would definitely take advantage of this time to escape.

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"What's the rush? We'll know if he's still there when we go back."

"Set off."

Zhao Lang gave an order, and the convoy with the slaves also moved.

Buying slaves still includes delivery.

The convoy quickly left the city gate and headed towards the salt field.

As soon as the convoy left the city gate, Qin Jun had already arrived at the city gate.

"General, that Zhao Lang just now left the city with a convoy of slaves."

Zhang Han, who was originally very interested in Zhao Lang's news, just nodded at this time, and said with a bit of irritability,

"Understood, don't bother me about that kid recently."

Qin Jun asked carefully,

"What's bothering you, General?"

Zhang Han looked at this Qin Jun, he was following his old man, so he said,

"General Meng sent me a letter, sending me a few ancestors, what kind of trick is there to play that the prince is equal to the common people!"

"If there is any damage here, I don't have to be the general who defends the city."

Qin Jun was stunned for a moment,

"General, are you saying that a prince wants to come to the border? How can this happen!"

"Our place is not peaceful recently! You should hurry up and write a letter to His Majesty."

Zhang Han sighed, pressed his forehead and said,

"It's not coming, it's already on the way, counting the days, it's almost here."

This Qin Jun was dumbfounded. At this moment, a subordinate hurried over to report,

"General, there are a few young people under the gate of the city, and they are begging to see you with the order of the Taiwei."

Taiwei is the highest-ranking military officer in Daqin, and his status is the same as that of the prime minister.

However, there is no one in Daqin who holds the position of Taiwei now, and there is only one who can issue the Taiwei order.

Zhang Han stood up slowly and said,

"coming."

At the gate of the city, Young Master Fusu and Young Master Gao Zheng stood without looking sideways, and Ying Yinman was also beside him.

And Hu Hai turned his head from time to time, looking at the convoy of slaves not long past.

"Hu Hai, what are you looking at?"

Ying Yinman asked suspiciously.

Hu Hai buckled his head, and said with a bit of unconfidence,

"What the hell, I just saw the backs of the convoy holding slaves, and I feel like Brother Lang and the others."

"Damn it, no matter how I look at it, everyone looks like Brother Lang. If you want to have sex, it's you who will do it. What's the matter with me?"

Ying Yinman's eyes widened immediately, and the two were about to quarrel again.

At this time Zhang Han came down, looked at the few people in front of him, and sighed silently.

The one who wants to play the game between the prince and the common people, he can only obey.

So he said calmly,

"I am the city guard Zhang Han, who is here?"

Several people hurried back,

"Little Minsu,

high,

Hai,

Man. "

"Meet the general."

Zhang Han nodded and said,

"Since you intend to join the army, then you should join this general's command and clean up this place before going to the Great Wall to guard the border."

Although the warrant said that he would be treated the same as ordinary people, but Zhang Han would be a fool if he believed it.

Looking at the people in front of him, Zhang Han silently thought,

"After a while, send it to General Meng."

——

On the road, the convoy escorting the slaves was speeding along.

Finally before dark,

Near the salt field.

Just arrived at the door, Zhao Lang frowned slightly.

It should still be the time to work, after all, there is no such thing as slaves saying nine to five one.

But now the entire saltworks was empty, and even the two stewards were gone.

"Patriarch, that female snitch won't really come, save everyone."

Said in surprise.

Zhao Lang looked around carefully, and finally set his sights on the dilapidated wooden house in the salt field.

He gave them a gesture to die, and his hand has already touched the dagger at his waist.

Qusi led the people off the horse directly, and made defensive gestures one after another.

In an instant, the dilapidated wooden house in the salt field was suddenly opened, and all the slaves ran out.

One of the figures ran towards Zhao Lang directly.

Zhao Lang took the dagger with his backhand. As long as the opponent approached, he could kill him on the spot!

Just a few meters away, the other party just knelt down on the ground, crawled over, and howled,

"Master, you are back, master!"

Only then did Zhao Lang put down the dagger, looked at the other party and said,

"What's the matter? Where are the two stewards?"

The slave looked up and said,

"Master, the villain listens to your orders, let the villain take everyone to make salt."

"But those two stewards spoiled our affairs. The villain also heard that they are going to the city to report to the Zhao family!"

"The villain led people to stop them. Who knew they dared to resist, so the villain killed them."

"I just heard the movement and thought it was a thief coming, so we hid."

Of course Zhao Lang didn't say, let this slave bring these people to make salt.

It must be that the other party used his name to suppress other people, which is smart.

As for the two stewards sending letters to the Zhao family, he believed it.

Even the little official is from the Zhao family, let alone the two stewards.

only...

"You did very well."

Zhao Lang said lightly,

"Which people killed with you, I have a reward."

The slave raised his head, with a hint of surprise on his face, and said,

"It's a villain and there are a few who are willing to be dogs for their masters."

Then he said to the slave behind him,

"You guys come out! Kneel down to the master!"

Soon, several people came out of the slaves and stood with him.

The slave laughed and said,

"Master, with us, this salt field is yours."

Zhao Lang dismounted, walked over with a smile, and said,

"You are very good."

It has to be said that this slave is really a talent. Although it is a trick like a fox pretending to be a tiger, he can suppress these slaves in a short period of time.

He can still have his own accomplice, which is a capable one.

"Come closer, you guys."

Zhao Lang said, and put one hand behind his back.

Wait for a few slaves to come over.

In the next moment, Zhao Lang's hand stabbed out extremely quickly.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the few people who were called out by the slaves fell down slowly while clutching their necks.

Zhao Lang said lightly at this time,

"Without you, this salt field would still be mine."

Then commanded to die,

"Go to hell, write a document, and let the convoy escorting the slaves be sent to the county government."

"Just say that the slaves rioted in the saltworks and killed two stewards. They have already been subdued. Let them send someone over."

Then he glanced at the slave sitting slumped on the ground, and said,

"In the future, when I get on and off the horse, I don't have to step on it, but you have to kneel."

The slave knelt down again, and said,

"The villain knows."

Zhao Lang nodded,

"What's your name? Forget it, from today on, you'll be called slave."

The slave buried his head deep in the ground and returned,

"Slave, thank you master for giving me the name."